I don't own Rave Master! Now that that's out of the way, on to the Fifth Chapter.

Chapter 5

Meanwhile, while Fifi and Haru were off loading the truck (and have awkward introductions with each other) Elie and Trent were alone packing up Elie's things in her room. So far, everything was going to according to plan.

"So…here we are." Trent said giving Elie his best, (and most embarrassing looking) seductive smile. Unfortunately, or luckily, depending on how one would think of Trent's grin, Elie was focusing more on getting to work rather than looking at him.

"Um you said that five times now." she said as she folded another sweater and gently laid it in a box.

Uh oh, Trent thought, he needed to think of something better to say.

"Well it's just that this is a really nice place. He tried to say in a coy voice. "Quite the cozy atmosphere. Dim lights…" He turned the lights down. "Music…" He flicked the radio by her bed on, changing the stations until he landed on a romantic song. He peered around the room for something else to set the mood but instead his eyes locked onto something that he once again could not look away from "L-little creature staring at us…" Plue was focusing expectantly on Trent Again. Staring at him strait in the eye, or was he doing that the entire time? It was very unsettling and a huge mood breaker.

"Ha ha, come here Plue." Elie put her folded clothes down and scooped up the little guy in her arms giving him a sweet kiss on the cheek. Plue's eyes still didn't waver from Trent's.

Grr. Maybe that was that little runt's way of mocking him. The way he got so much affection from Elie, anyone would bet he was just staring at him to see his expression. At least that was Trent's theory.

"Oh don't mind Plue." Elie said as she stroked him tenderly. "He just wants to know you better before we leave for Garage Island tomorrow."

Trent's head snapped up at that comment. "TOMORROW!? YOU'RE LEAVEING TOMORROW!? YOU CAN'T!!!" He practically shrieked.

"Huh? Why not?" She looked at him confused.

Okay, Trent thought to himself. This is it, just be honest with her. You can either tell her the truth and put yourself out there or come up with another scheme to buy some more time.

"The truth is…The truth is…Me and Fifi were planning a surprise going away party for you tomorrow night!"

"Really?" Elie's face lit up. She loved parties.

"Um, Oh absolutely! We wanted it to be your big 'We'll miss you' pool party! But if you're leaving tomorrow…" Trent was so desperate, he was just pulling things out of thin air.

"Oh we can leave anytime! I can't go if you spent so much effort on a going away party for me, but I didn't know you owned a pool."

Crap. that's right, Trent didn't own a pool. But he knew someone who does. "It's at Fifi's place, Everyone from school is coming."

"Everyone from school is coming to where?" It was at that moment Fifi choose to walk in along with Haru.

"Uh, sorry Fifi the jig is up, ha ha. Elie knows about the surprise pool party tomorrow night at your house." Trent explained to his best friend nervously.

"EXCUSE ME!?" Fifi practically roared. She looked so mad, it was as though her eyes were on fire. Trent promptly covered her mouth with his hand, before she could yell anymore. He mouth the word 'please' as he gazed at her pleadingly.

Meanwhile Elie went to Haru. "Haru, guess what? Trent says he and Fifi are going to throw us a going away party tomorrow!"

"Really? Cool!" He responded, forgetting about their plans to leave.

Trent looked towards Haru's direction. "A-actually Haru, you probably wouldn't have fun. This will just mainly be Elie and her school friends. You wouldn't know anybody. You should just-"

Fifi cut him off as she removed Trent's hand from her mouth. She had a smile on her face in a failed attempt to hide her true emotions, but from her rough movements and tone of voice, it wasn't hard to tell how steamed she really was "Nonsense! Elie will be there and you know her! You've got to come Haru! Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get going. Nice seeing you . See you again for the party!"

Fifi shoved Trent away from her subtlety, trying to mask her anger, and headed for the door.

Trent probably could have stayed and try to talk Haru out of coming, but being more concerned about his best friend (for the moment) he followed after her. As she walked out the apartment's front door Trent looked at her meekly and asked "Um, Fifi? Are you okay?"

She slammed the door in his face, leaving him in the apartment belonging to the woman he really wanted to be with.

Well Fifi was so angry at Trent she made him do all the work. He had to convince Fifi's parents to let them have the party. He had to set up the stereo and pick out the music. He had to buy all the food for everyone, and he had to invite everyone. This was an extremely difficult task.

He must have ran all over the place and called up every cool person he knew that day. It seemed like everyone from school, had zero interest at first. One of the more snooty, popular girls actually spit on him for talking to her. Everybody whose anybody at school already had plans for Saturday night, and the fact that he was calling them up on that very same Saturday's morning when most of them were sleeping in, well… lets just say people had a lot more to say to him that was on equal grounds with spitting on a person. That was until he explained that the party was for Elie. Once he said that, they all jumped at the chance to be at the pretty girl's party.

Within just a few hours Trent was able to make what would appear to be the best pool party of the school year. Although once again, one would have to ask how he knew how to contact all of those cool people.

It was 8:00 P.M. at Fifi's house and Trent was just putting some Doritos out as the early birds were arriving.

"Wow" Fifi said in her unusual non-sarcastic way. "Not bad, for just pulling it all out of your ass." She said as she took a good look at her pool area. The speakers were blasting, the food looked good, and people seemed to be enjoying themselves. "Even if things don't go as planned with you and Elie, you're still going to score some major points tonight with the cool kids."

Trent turned to his best friend to respond, when he took notice of how she looked tonight. She wore a very slimming black one piece swimsuit that made her skinny, flat figure, seem pretty curvy. Her thick glasses that normally framed her face, were in her hand. It was to protect them from getting wet, but they showed off her pretty eyes and fan-like eyelashes. Her long thick brown hair was tied in a very loose ponytail and thrown over one of her shoulders. Normally on the hotness meter of 1-10 she was a 6. Tonight she was a solid 8.

"Wow yourself Fifi. You look great." Trent said. The sincerity to his voice and smile on his lips as he said that made her blush a little, not that she would ever admit that.

"Yeah well, I may not be the prettiest girl at school, but at least I know I'm better than most,." She said confidently.

"Ya mean like fat hunchback Patty, or Zitty Britney whose nose takes up about a good 75% of her face." Trent snickered.

"Or like whorey Lori." Fifi added.

"Lori's not ugly."

" She's too whorey. I feel like I'd get sick from touching her at all!"

"True, The woman is the village bicycle. Almost every boy has had a ride on her."

"And yet she still turned you down after she found out you weren't rich. Ha ha!"

Fifi and Trent joked for a little while. They seemed to have just tuned out the rest of the world, even when more people arrived. It was moments like these that Fifi cherished, especially since Trent had been on Elie mode for the past few days.

Fifi gazed at her fingers as she twitteled them nervously. "Um you know Trent, I've been thinking…" She gained the courage to look up at her friend's face for just a second only to realize he was no longer paying attention to her.

Trent's eyes were as wide as saucers and his mouth hung open so low, he was practically tasting the ground. Fifi followed Trent's gaze until she found out what he was ogling.

It was Elie of course. She and Haru just walked in. Elie was wearing a tight red bikini that did her body wonders. Her hair was tied up in a messy, but cute looking bun, and she seemed to just walk with a flair that was so graceful she was almost floating. On her absolute worst day, Elie was an 8 on the hotness meter. Right now, she was a 200.

That was it! Fifi couldn't take it anymore! She grabbed Trent's dazed little head and forcefully turned it to look at her. Her fingers squished his cheeks together. "For God's sake, man. If the woman wants to run off with some guy she just met, or is rekindling with, or whatever the story is, JUST LET HER GO! Even if She was staying here, the sad truth is you'd still stand no chance against Haru! He is better than you IN EVERY SINGLE WAY!"

Trent was baffled by his friend's outburst "He-"

"IN EVERY SINGLE WAY"

"But-"

"HE IS BETTER LOOKING!"

"He's not-"

"HE'S A LOT NICER THAN YOU!"

"He-"

"HE'S PROBUBLY A LOT SMARTER!"

"What about-"

"Trent, just look at him! He's got a wash board stomach! You've got the physic of a stick!

Trent did take a good look at Haru. "Where do you think he got all of those scars?"

"I don't know, but from what I've seen of him, He probably got them from saving blind bunnies from a burning preschool, because that's just the kind of guy he is! Listen Trent, if Elie's a 10 and you're a 6, why don't you just let her be with another 10 and you can just find a nice 6 to be with yourself!" And with that, Fifi stormed off.

Trent sighed as he looked back at Elie and her boyfriend. For the next half hour all Trent did was just watch them. They were inseparable. The looks on their faces as they just sat by each other on two of the poolside folding chairs. Every now and then they would just lean in close to each other and whisper to each other and giggle at whatever the other was saying. The most sickening part was that every so often, Haru would reach over and play with her hair or brush her hand or face gently with his fingers. It was as if they were in their own little world, blocking everything and everyone else out. Man, why did Trent even go through the trouble of inviting all these people if all Elie wanted to do was be with Haru only.

Finally Haru got up and walked away, leaving a smiling Elie to watch him as he left. Yes this was Trent's chance. He dashed over toward Elie and plopped himself down in Haru's seat.

Elie looked to him "Hey, great party!"

"Thanks, I try." Trent said trying to look cool. "Yeah Fifi pretty much let's me use this pool as much as I want, I practically live here. Does Haru have a pool this awesome?"

"No." She stated. Elie's answer made Trent smile. That is until he heard her next words.

"His house is by the beach." He just couldn't win.

"So where is your boyfriend?'

"Oh, He just got up to get us something to drink."

"That's cool." Okay, this was it he had to pull out all the stops to make Elie forget about Haru. Now or never.

"Elie I…I" Then he got another idea, one where He wouldn't have to risk getting rejected. "I was watching the news last night, and they were running this story about girls who moved in with their boyfriends too quickly. Everything seemed great for the couples at first, but them they started having more and more fights until… Well I'm sure you can guess what happened.

"Aw. Did they break up?"

"No, The guys usually chop the girls up into little pieces. That's why it was on the news. Apparently that happens more often than people think." He answered nonchalantly. Well I don't want to take up all your time, I'll leave you with your thoughts."

As Trent got up to walk away, he subtly looked back at her to see if his words were sinking in. Unfortunately, because he wasn't paying enough attention he walked right into somebody and fell down on his ass.

"Sorry." he muttered, a little grateful that it was a person he walked into instead of the pool. He probably would have made an even bigger fool of himself.

As he rubbed the sore spot on his butt where he landed, He heard the person he ran into speak. "Using scare tactics now? Not cool."

Trent looked up at the man he ran into only to be staring face to face with Haru. Something was a little off however. Instead of Haru's usual goofy grin, He had quite the serious expression on his face. His arms where folded as he towered over Trent.

"I know what you're up to Trent." Haru said seriously.

Trent's face slowly lost all of it's color as he slowly got up and dusted himself off. "W-what do you mean?"

"I know about your feelings for Elie and that you want to break us up."

Trent almost shit himself as he let Haru's words sink in. Oh shit! He thought to himself. My crush's buff boyfriend knows I like her? I'm gonna be chopped up into little pieces.

Uh Oh, Someone's in trouble now. One more chapter to go! See if Trent will live.