Diary Of A Rudie

By Jet Set Yoyo

Summary: The GG's have disbanded, Rokkaku has taken over and no one can skate anymore. Four young kids who looked up to the GG's have the guts to put on their skates and tear up the streets. When Rokkaku arrives and starts taking them down who's going to step in and put Rokkaku back in their place.

Disclaimer: I do not own JSRF or the characters, they're owned by Sega and Smilebit. I only own my own characters.

Changed up the end a bit, trying to make Zaiden sound less like a cornball. He really is a cornball though. Other minor edits, rephrases, etc.

October 20th 2013,

Things were finally looking up, Rokkaku was falling behind cleaning up our graffiti and I'm sure Hayashi was getting pissed they couldn't catch us. There were so many of our tags everywhere, it was awesome. The GG's would be proud of us I bet. I still don't have a clue what happened to any of them. Cael says Yo-Yo is hiding out but he doesn't know where. All he knows is his hair is back to red so it's easier to hide from Rokkaku; having bright lime green hair could potentially be a problem when you're trying to blend in with the general public. Not that red hair is common in Japan either.

We sprayed new tags this entire month with no sign of Rokkaku. At first we were a little cautious and then we got too cocky, thinking they had given up. That's where we went wrong; they were waiting for us to get careless. I can't believe we let it happen too. We decided today that we'd split up and take different sectors; I went to the Skyscraper District, Keiraan was taking care of Hikage Street, Cael stayed close to the garage at Dogenzaka Hill, and Tag went to Kibogaoka Hill. Normally we had walkie-talkies for communication purposes but this time since we had our guard down we didn't take them with us. Rokkaku picked the best time to catch us in the act. They must've split their forces up because all of us were attacked around the same time, or so it seemed.

I was spraying away at one of the satellites on top of a skyscraper when out of nowhere a helicopter appeared. It surprised me because those white collared snobs don't like when stuff block their view from their 100th floor suites. I jumped back just in time to dodge a couple shots sent straight to my previous position. I sent a barrage of obscenities their way and dashed back down towards Pharaoh Park. Just as I was about to make it the helicopter got a clear shot of my leg and knocked me out of the air, man that stung like a bitch. I almost plummeted off the skyscraper to my death but I had enough energy to grab the edge and pull myself up before they shot at me again. It was hard but I managed to make the last jump down to the park and half skated, half dragged myself away from view and back to the garage. I was damn lucky. When I got back Keiraan was just getting in as well and she was out of breath.

"Zaiden are you ok," she yelled hurrying over to me, "What happened?"

"Fucking Rokkaku. Helicopter," I growled, gritting my teeth against the horrible pain in my leg."I'm fine."

I wasn't man enough to ask for help to the couch but Keiraan read my mind anyway and helped me sit down. That bullet gave me hell. I mean, it kind of grazed me and took a couple layers of skin with it but still; that fucker hurt like hell! I was contemplating smoking some dope to ease the excruciating pain I was in but decided otherwise for whatever reason, I don't know. After I got my leg wrapped up tight Keiraan proceeded to tell me why she rushed in, in a panic.

"Rokkaku was after me too. I was lucky enough to make it out without any sort of wound though. Helicopters are a bitch; you got the shit end of the stick." She sat beside me on the couch. "I was about to start a new tag when I heard the sirens. A whole army of them Rokkaku assholes came rushing out the alley towards me; I was at the top of the stairs so I didn't know what to do. They came up in swarms and I thought they were going to catch me. Finally I just decided to take the risk and I jumped all the way down, landed on my ass but I dashed all the way back here. I don't think they saw me come in."

"Goddamnit!" I smashed my fist on the nearest hard object which happened to be the wall behind me. That gave the pain in my leg a run for its money and Keiraan something else to bandage up but I didn't care, I was beyond pissed. Rokkaku had us, I just hoped to whatever God, Demon, Buddah, or whatever was out there that Cael and Tag were ok.

In waltz's Tag like nothing happened until he got close enough for me to see his face. A big scrap across his cheek and his face was beet red and sweaty, his hair was plastered to his skin because of it. He plopped down on the couch on the other side of Keiraan and we both just stared at him for a minute, he just stared off into space with a serious look in his eyes. Keiraan reached over carefully and brushed his hair out of his face, it always did that anyways so there wasn't really a point. He flinched at her touch and she drew her hand back real quick like he burnt her or something.

"Dude, you ok?" I asked but he didn't say, move or do anything. I dropped it and went back to massaging my wounded leg, god damn it hurt like a motherfucker.

"Tag what happened?" Keiraan whispered, resting her hands in her lap and staring at them. He still wouldn't answer so we sat there in silence waiting for Cael to come back. All of us were silently praying he was going to be ok but with the adrenaline still pumping, we were all just sort of shell shocked.

Maybe like, fifteen minutes later Tag just snaps out of his daze and looks at us with a panicked look in his eyes. I've never seen him look so scared, ever. He stands up and grabs my shoulders.

"Where is Cael!?" Freaked the hell right out of me.

He's also never used Cael's real name before. I just shook my head; we were all worried for the little guy.

"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" He cursed. I think he finally lost it. Gritting his teeth, he suddenly smashed his face up against the wall and just left it there using the wall as support. Keiraan was speechless but I sort of expected this type of thing from someone like him. Violence was his kind of thing. "I'm going after him. Those fuckers won't get away with this."

"Hey whoa wait a minute dude. We don't even know where he is, we're all injured and they could be waiting for us out there." I said standing up against the will of my leg. I ignored it's screaming for me to sit back down and stop putting my weight on it but I wasn't paying any attention. I half hobbled, half walked over to him and grabbed him by the shoulders this time. Looking him straight in the eyes I shook my head and I could tell he got it because his entire face fell like he just found out his dog died; poof, gone. I let him go and he sunk to his knees, screaming unintelligible words at the floor. Maybe he was speaking English; I wouldn't know I never bothered to learn it.

I remember when we found Tag, rather he found us. At first he seemed like some sort of lost puppy dog, he didn't speak just followed us around. But then we realized it was because he couldn't speak or understand Japanese so he knew not to bother trying. He was spraying tags on our turf, when we went to take care of the nuisance he spoke to us in broken Japanese, asking if he could come with us. We taught him a good amount of Japanese by the time we found Cael. More of his attitude showed its ugly face when he was comfortable talking in our language.

Anyway enough about Tag, the stupid attention whore. That must've been the longest twenty minutes of my life because I swear it was really at least 2 hours. In dashes Cael so fast he tripped over himself and fell flat on his face right in front of the Dogenzaka Hill exit. I looked over in disbelief while Keiraan whispered "Oh my god." Tag just scrambled to his feet, nearly tripping himself and flew, yeah I said flew, to the little guy. Swept him off the ground and righted him back on his feet.

"Damnit Cael you scared the fucking hell out of me. What took you so long!? You were the closest one to the Garage you shoulda been the first one back!" Cael was still trying to figure out what just happened in the last thirty seconds so it took him a second to comprehend the questions being thrown at him.

"I-I was being chased by Rokkaku. I couldn't let them see me come in here; they'd find us for sure I know it! So I hid behind some boxes, they took a while but finally ran past me and I hurried back here soon as I could. I'm sorry." He rushed to explain himself, like he really did something wrong. Tag just scoffed, chuckled a little, then ruffled his hair and went back to the couch.

We were all exhausted, there was no late night partying or anything. We just went to bed. I laid on the couch, Keiraan always had the recliner, Tag took my hammock since I couldn't really move and Cael was on the loveseat all on the lower level under what was left of the ceiling. The night was cool and moist. Thank god it wasn't raining again. I'm so tired of rain, but I'm still not looking forward to the snow either. It was a pretty calm night though, wasn't all that cold for an October night either which rocked.

At some point I found myself staring at Keiraan; I couldn't sleep anyway. It's weird. We've been friends for a while. I mean, I like her but I don't know if I like her like her. You know? Anyway, she is pretty and it's so odd how she ended up here with us. That and she's odd all on her own. Half Japanese and yet she managed to end up with almost none of the traits.

Her hair was an auburn color, short and messy, not like the dark hair most Japanese have. Her eyes were closed but if they were open she's got these emerald green eyes, they're usually serious but not always. Maybe I'm the only one who notices these things. Maybe I do like her, how the hell am I even supposed to tell?

Constructive Criticism much appreciated~