Hey.. Sorry for the long wait.. I was lazy and wanted to write way ahead. Which I did.. There's at least 5 more chapters already written, and more ideas coming. Its quite interesting I think. If you don't like Johnny… not to worry.. I know right now it's a lot about him. But just wait… its kai oriented and Johnny isn't going to be in the whole story… so just deal with it a bit longer.. He'll be gone soon… literally. Anyway thanks for all the reviews I'll have thanks at the end…so that should be a really long chapter. And please forgive the terrible formatting. I know its bad but the file was too big. So don't yell at me about that…yell at me for the long horrible updates.

"you don't look back

You don't look down

You're going to turn this world around

You live this life like a loaded gun

Because your young

You never listen to anyone

Because your young"

Cocksparrer

The woman driving her young boy and his friend to school looked frantic with her brown curls in a mess. She was turned around scolding the two children for being too noisy when all of a sudden there's two boys in the road. She honked her horn as she tried to swerve over as quick as possible. She was yelling, and screaming which caused the two kids to go frantic as well. The woman managed to swerve to the right, "Watch were your going you morons!" she yelled out the window at the running Kai and Johnny. To the relief of the woman, she kept going getting her minivan back in the center of the lane. Her two boys started to laugh hysterically, and the young mother went back to scolding them.

"Who was that guy!?" Kai asked as he continued to run alongside his friend.

"Just some jerk… who thinks he can make a buck by charging people to sleep in a trashcans when it rains…." Johnny said smiling slyly at Kai. The two running together so fast was indeed an impressive sight to see. Kai with his two toned blue hair sticking up in all directions, with his white scarf trailing behind him. And then Johnny with his wild orange-red Mohawk, and jean jacket floating behind him. From a third persons point of view, it looked one of two things. The nicer being 'wow, they can run….'

And the meaner being, ' it looks like they're up to something, I should call the police now and save them the trouble.. two punks like them…'

They ran for about 15minutes before the guy's friends stopped and went back to him. The two boys now found themselves at the beach. Kai looked at his surroundings and remembered that Tyson and HIS friends come down here a lot. Kai looked around cautiously, he didn't want to explain this. The new atmosphere was like a fresh breath of air. After sleeping in the famous 'junkie' alley all night the beach was 10 times better then before.

Kai and Johnny walked together under the bridge where they sat amongst some old dusty crates and boxes.

The beach was a beautiful yellow creamy color that took over the whole shore. The ocean itself was an enchanting clear color of blue that stretched for miles and miles. The waves slowly crashed against the shore, and you could hear it collide with the sharp rocks that were at the bottom of the cliff where the really nice view is generally seen from. Kai and Johnny continued to make there way over to under the bridge.

It's a good thing that the two boys weren't being spied on, or were trying to avoid contact and blend in because with Johnny's wild orange Mohawk, and Kai's nature and exotic clash of blue hair with red eyes, the two stuck out like soar thumbs. Lucky for them at this moment the beach was completely unoccupied, and as they approached the bridge, Kai took a moment to notice how much taller Johnny was then he.

Kai was about 5'10 but Johnny looked to be about 6 feet not including the boots which added another inch. Overall Kai and Johnny together looked like an unstoppable group, and one that no one would want to fight with.

"So Kai, how old are you?" Johnny asked slightly looking down at the smaller boy.

"ahh..15.. What about you?" Kai said with hesitation in his voice.

"Shit man, that is young! Later, not now, but later, I want to know under what circumstances your on the street for. Oh and I'm 18."

Kai knew that Johnny probably thought he was really some spoiled rotten kid who decided to run away and proof his mom and dad wrong.

"Wouldn't that be too easy…" Kai thought.

"Anyway, I thought we would hang out here for a little bit, and then later we'll just go right over to the 'apartment'." Johnny said scrunching his face when he said the word apartment.

The two boys sat down next to each other underneath the bridge, Johnny fumbled with a little box with rotted wood he had hidden amongst the bigger crates. It was nailed shut with an old piece of wood for a lid, with equally old nails. Johnny played around with the nails trying to remove them with his worn down chewed up looking finger nails. The more time Kai spent around this street kid, the more he liked him and noticed different things about him.

One being that he was really tall. Another was that his voice had a almost British accent to it, maybe even from New Zealand, but either way it had that sort of tone to it. Maybe Kai liked Johnny so much because he didn't pry, and for the first time he found a real social and mental connection with someone. Johnny was a pretty cool kid, sure he smoked and did all that, but Kai really liked his personality, and something about him interested him, likewise with Johnny.

It felt nice to be sitting on something other then wet, cold, and badly paved road. Even though the warm, slightly damp golden sand was a bit irritable, it felt great against his soar butt. Kai's hair had dried by now and it stuck out at all different angles, the bangs spiked out and at times shaded his eyes. It looked like he had purposefully spiked his hair with glue, like Johnny did.

Kai took a moment and looked at his new friend.

'I don't know why I trust him so easily… its not like me, its not right to trust someone….' Kai thought, he examined how the kid with flaming orange hair struggled with the old weathered box.

'What's in that damn box anyway?" Kai thought as he continued to observe Johnny. His finger nails were bleeding and getting ripped apart more then they were. Johnny himself felt the pain but tried his best to ignore it. The blood slowly trickled in between his fingers and multiplied into small streams. Kai cocked his head to the side with astonishment that whatever was in that box could've been that important.

Johnny continued to fumble around with it another minute before Kai finally said something.

"Here.." Kai offered as he offered his hand in a motion for the small box.

Johnny looked at Kai cynically before he reluctantly handed the box that had little drops of his blood on it. Kai offered a small smile and then looked down at his belt buckle.

He took the box down to his belt and with one yank it was pried open.

Johnny looked at Kai with astonishment, until a huge smile plastered on his face, before he started to laugh.

"Haha… what the hell was I doing fucking up my fingers when you could've done it!? Haha…." Johnny said looking at Kai as his box was returned to him once again.

"I don't know, I thought I would let you try a bit.." Kai said trying to stifle his laughter. Johnny's face just looked ridiculous, and with his bloody fingernails and all, it just added to the irony.

Johnny smiled once more before throwing the lid onto the sun lit sand with no regard or care for the stupid lid at all.

"Yeah," Johnny said as he took a plastic bag that was filled with some poorly ground up weed. "I had mah friend, hide this weed shit down here, I had no clue he nailed it shut, the little cunt…hah…" Johnny said as he opened the bag getting a strong whiff of the stuff.

Kai just looked at Johnny amused, he thought that the whole thing was in general really funny. Its amazing how much one self-wrapped joint can make you less up-tight.

Johnny handed Kai the bag as he pulled out a little key which he put in his front jean jacket pocket, and then some sheets of neatly cut paper. He laid all 8 pieces of the fitted paper on the sandy and shaded ground, then turned to Kai motioning for the baggie.

Kai handed it over as he watched. Though Kai had some exposure with smoking and few experimental mishaps with drugs, Kai had never been exposed or part of, this life-style before where you pay one dollar to sleep in a trash can. Or where you try so desperately to get your drugs that you'll cut off your own fingers if you have to, just as long as you get it.

'Alright then,' Johnny thought as he carefully proportioned the weed into each piece of paper, as he did this he thought of Kai. 'pff, only fifteen for God's sake! What the hell is he doing? Well, I like this punk, and I think we'll become fast friends… alright then this should last about a day at least.."

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