What's this!?! A new chapter on a completed story! Not anymore, I have finally gotten over some of my writers block and I am putting this story back into circulation. Yay for you.
This WILL BE SHORTER, but what can I say? Chapter one was one of my best works and this is about my average. So read, laugh, cry, enjoy, I hope you all love it, and you all make better damn sure you review! (Eyes you with suspicious eyes of suspiciousness)
Sorry the edit is I forgot to spell check and it desperately needed it.
*
"Wait, so what are we doing now?"
Beat looked at Tab and Gum with a completely bemused look about him, they were traveling to Shibuya bus station, and he was having a slightly hard time going uphill.
"Dude" Tab said with a quick sigh, "D.J. K just got word that, apparently, some crazy dykes called the 'Love shockers' have been all up in our territory."
"So? Why can't we just share?"
At this Gum couldn't help but burst out laughing, "HAHA, so 'little punk boy' wants to share HUH! Well tough tits, brotha, streets ain't like that!"
"STOP CALLING ME 'LITTLE PUNK BOY!' I HATE THAT NAME!"
Tab began to intervene "dude chillax, ain't you never seen one of those school therapy tapes, 'don't get hot or cold just coooool,' god I hated those things. Anyway, Gum is right, the streets aren't that forgiving. If we don't get our shit back fast there's gonna be a LOT of problems. First and foremost once they feel in control they'll start gunnin for us, can't be having a bunch of competition y'know, so they'll either try to take us or break us, and seeing as it appears to be an "all girl" team (hopefully some of you got the joke there) I don't think you and me is gettin an invite."
"Well that seems a little extreme but I guess you guys know best." Sighed Beat
"Truthfully, when it comes to keepin territory we're really about as experienced as you, Tab is just a fucking tactical genius; stuff like this is just common sense for him."
Beat noticed yet again that when Gum started to really get serious or when she started talking about tab, she didn't mess around, it became all business.
"CAR!" Tab yelled, beat began to move to the side of the road but was frantically called back by Gum.
"Beat, get your ass over here, hold on to my belt were taking a shortcut!"
Beat was greatly confused by this statement but consented with little thought on the matter. After he grabbed her belt, Beat noticed that Gum was holding on to the back of Tab's pants. While Tab was staring intently at the rapidly approaching car.
"W… Wait a sec" said Beat, "We're not doing what I think we're doing are we!?"
"Look just don't let go of me and when Tab grabs the bumper lean back so your face doesn't get grated on the pavement like fresh cheese
As Tab grabbed the back of the car the group lurched forward, Beat instantly fell flat on his face and let go of Gum. When he finally recovered, Tab and Gum were already at the top of the hill, Gum yelled down, "GET UP YOU PUSSY, AT LEAST ANY 'DAMAGE' TO YOUR FACE CAN ONLY IMPROVE IT HAHAHA!!"
The anger gave Beat enough fuel to reach the top but not enough to let him give Gum the beat-down he thought she deserved.
Beat tried to yell at Gum but couldn't manage it after the hard climb. He spoke between the huffs of air, "Y... you fuc (HAGH) fucking cunt! HAH HAH HAH go shove your face HAH into Pott's ass, HAAAH if he'll let somethin so fugly near it. *Cough cough*"
"Bite me 'little punk boy.'
"Guys would you please cut the poison and kindly shut your mouths, we're at the station and I want to scout a little before we do this, go hide in that crowd for a while, QUIETLY!"
Beat and Gum realized that this was probably not the best time to work out their differences, and skated quickly to the large crowd gathered at the stop.
Tab started a quick and easy run around the square of activity keeping to the rails and under the hanging billboards to provide as much cover as he could as quickly as he could. Once he got to the top of the stairs, he realized that they were luckily alone; the love shockers must be new at this whole "territory" thing too. Lucky for them, that should make this job easier.
*
After 20 minutes of standing next to a jittery Gum, Beat was starting to get agitated. "When's Tab gonna get back," he wondered. "And when is that damn order gonna arrive?" Beat figured that if he was starting a new lifestyle he might as well start it big, and used almost all of his substantial savings to decorate the garage, without telling Tab and Gum of course he wanted it to be a surprise to mark the birth of the team. However, the order hadn't come in yet and he was still trying to figure out how to set everything up without them knowing.
"Look here comes Tab now." Said Gum, balancing on her two front wheels in a tippy-toe manner.
"Hey guys, looks like those chicks ain't here so we got some free time to set our shit back up right. I managed to get about ten cans each you'll have to find more on your own. Oh and Beat, if you start to run low on paint, just know that places with enough creativity to spawn one will, more often than not spawn another one pretty quickly after you move it. Don't ask me how, I don't know, it's not like it's an actual science."
"JET SET RADIOOOOOOO!!!!!!"
"Guys wait a sec Jet Sets coming on!"
"HEY WHAT'S UP TO ALL MY ZOMBIE SLAVE MINIONS OUT THERE?!?! TODAY YA'LL IS GETTING A LITTLE STORYTIME! FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW RUDIES HAVE BEGUN TO BATTLE IT OUT IN THE SUNNY STREETS OF SHIBUYA-CHO, SEEMS TO BE THAT THE NEWLY FORMED GG'S IS ALREADY DEFENDING SOME TURF! BETTER GET USED TO IT, CUZ U IN THE BIZ NOW!!! ITS SEEMS THAT THE ATTACKING TEAM IS THE LOVE SHOCKERS, SOME FREAKY GIRLS WHO HAVE SHUNNED LOVE FROM THE MALE KIND. I MUST CONFESS I DO HAVE A LITTLE STORY THAT INVOLVES A 4-WAY AND A HOT-TUB THAT'S PROBABLY RELEVANT TO THE SITUATION, BUT THAT'S A STORY FOR ANOTHER TIME."
"ANYWAY SEEMS THE LOVE SHOCKERS HAVE BEEN PUTTING UPS SUM NASTY TAGS, YO GG'S GET OUT THERE AND FIX THIS SHIT!!!
"Man did you hear that! D.J. K is backing us!!"
"What do you mean Tab?"
"Ok, Beat listen, D.J. K, he knows EVERYTHING that goes on in Tokyo-to, and I do mean everything. So when he says that we have to defend our territory, it means that he thinks Shibuya, should be ours."
"Ok, so what? That won't stop the Love shockers will it?"
"No, but it would help our standing with the other teams in Tokyo, namely poison jam, and the noise tanks, plus there are some that are forming up in the developing areas around the city."
"If you say so man, but let's hurry up and get this done I'm waitin for something at the Garage."
"I agree with Beat for once," said Gum, jumping in the conversation, "Besides the longer we wait the longer those shit tags stay up."
"Alright, let's get this done quickly then. Me and Gum are gonna hit the buildings around the station Beat you cover everything inside, y'know busses, billboards, the works. Make sure you cover anything those crazy bitches left behind."
Tab distributed the cans as evenly as they could and before they broke, he whispered to Beat, "Just remember man, look into your soul, you a rudie now. You. Can. Do. This." Then he and Gum skated of splitting up into separate allies just outside the station square.
Beat decided to start with things on the ground; while he was confident of his jumping ability in sneakers, he wasn't so sure with these new skates. The first thing that beat noticed was that a lot of the tags were in a line and near a rail, so he jumped on the rail and slid towards a line of cars with tags on the hoods. Beat's eyes unfocused and he seemed to put most of his weight on his back heel causing him to slow, when he looked back, every car passed now had a freshly made tag right on the hood. He couldn't help but notice that not only did the spray paint the picture, but it also didn't make any marks that shouldn't be there, making tight corners and angles with no collateral colors or unwanted mixing. "Heh heh, TIGHT!" Beat jumped to a billboard then used the momentum from landing to launch himself across the street, as he flew he tried to aim the center of his feet on the new rail, which was steadily approaching.
*WHAM* Beat slammed into the ground, his chest and face stinging from the monumental amount of frictional energy he had just released. "Ugh, guess I'll have to try that one some other time, (OOOWWWW!!)" He began to skate again cradling his ribs for a few moments. But soon all pain was forgotten as he became exhilarated in the task at hand. Soon Beat was able to start focusing on his run and the tags became second nature. Beat was finally finding his balance he was able to jump from rail to rail, rush on the ramps, grab passing cars, he even managed to finish the run he had earlier failed.
Soon he had every tag covered with his own soulful remixes. As Beat stood to admire his work, breathing heavily, with sweat coursing down his face and neck, Tab and Gum came screaming up, obviously something bad had happened.
"Dude, Beat ain't you been listening to your radio?! We gotta get the fuck out of here NOW!!!"
"What? Why? I just finished my tags and a really hard run let me take a break."
Gum stepped in and said very rushed and almost in a high pitch squeal.
"IDON'T FUCKING CARE WHAT YOU DID OR HOW YOUR FEELING. THE COPS ARE COMING AND I AIN'T DEALING WITH THAT DAMN CAPTAIN ONISHIMA EVER AGAIN!"
"YOU FUCKING HEAR ME!?!?!!"
"What…the…fuck?"
"Beat we'll explain later but we seriously need to get gone NOW!!!
All three looked up when the sound of sirens began to ring in the "not so far off distance." Gum showed a face of absolute terror and bolted, leaving Tab and Beat racing after her, they kept the pace all the way back to the garage, Gum had locked herself in the bathroom and was crying. Potts was sitting outside of the door, growling at both Beat and Tab if either of them got close to the door.
"I wonder what's gotten into them?" Beat said aloud.
"I don't know about your mutt but Gum is freaking out because we had to go out to save your ass. Why the fuck weren't you listening to Jet Set?!"
"How am I supposed to listen to the radio when I don't have one? The headsets are a decoration, see no sound." Beat lifted the left earphone off his head to prove the silence.
Tab let out a long sigh, "Dude, the headphones are not decorations, they're wireless, and you do have a radio, specially built to pick up Jet Set no matter where you are in Tokyo."
Beat looked at Tab with a questioning look, at which Tab reached down and pressed a small button on the wristwatch worn on Beats left hand. While there was nothing but silence on Tab's part, Beat almost jumped into a wall, he ripped off the headset and for a brief moment sound filled the entire room, then stopped as they clamped together. "Sorry, man I didn't know you had them up so loud."
"WHAT?" Beat yelled his hands to his head; Tab could almost hear Beat's own ears ringing.
Tab waited a few minutes, and once Beat seemed to be functional again he repeated his apology.
"Ok so I have a radio, so what. What's the big deal with Gum?"
"Beat there's more than one reason ALL rudies listen to Jet Set. Yah D.J. K is a great musician and he plays some great tunes, but the real reasons is that A. he's impartial about all territory disputes, his judgment holds a lot of sway in our world, he could easily make or break a team. B. he hates the cops and he'll let us know about any of their movements which is increasingly important as they are really starting to crack down hard on us."
"Still haven't explained Gum."
"I'm getting to that. Recently public backlash has caused the local government to really press down on us, mostly because of the noise tanks really, they make a bad name for us all. Anyway with this recent increase in "rudie busting" as the news calls it the police have had to hire more and more people with less than satisfactory mental stability. Namely Captain Onishima, dude is whacked, and I'm not talkin a few screws I mean the dude is like a nuclear cluster bomb. Even his own subordinates are afraid of him! Well before me and Gum knew to look out for him he caught us in an alley one morning, before we got up. We were one of the first arrests of this rudie busting thing they got goin, well Onishima shoots me in both thighs and in my right shoulder, rubber bullets, but at close range with that magnum he uses, they still penetrated. They're still in there… so while he tells his officers to beat the living shit out of me, he and two other cops take Gum around the corner. She screams, there's a thud, she screams again, I blacked out…"
Tab began to look at the bathroom door intensely. "Anyway, next thing I know I'm waking up next to Gum in the backseat of a cruiser. I look out the window and none other than D.J. K himself is chasin us down. I pass out again and when I wake up we're at his place."
Tab was sitting with his head in his hands, "He tells me I did good and there was nothing more I could have done." He looked up at Beat with pain evident in his eyes, "but dude, c'mon, what good does that do either of us?"
"Ever since then K has been lookin out for the rudies, monitoring the cops and letting us know, he also keeps any team that gets too out of bounds in check, y'know the ones that make the public scared of us. Dude is fierce, but he can't save everyone, and with what he does already he shouldn't have to. That's why you HAVE to listen, cuz if the cops are comin you need to get out, and get out fast.
Beat looked at Tab for a minute then heard the bathroom door open, he turned and saw Gum walking towards the couch, she said nothing and it seemed wrong to try to get her to talk to Beat and Tab just sat next to her while Potts jumped into her lap.
After a few hours they were all sleeping soundly (albeit in an odd half on half off the couch twister fashion.) safe and secure with the team…
*
Ok so this is to be continued I hope you all enjoyed it, I realize that it is MUCH shorter (word count is about half) and the next chapters will probably be about the same length as this one.
I put more effort into chapter 1 because I felt that it would be better to start strong.
Anyways as always PLEASE review, I am a very vain person, and I need people to tell me that I am doing good with whatever e I'm doing, LOL.
Also next chapter will be much more actiony, so look forward to that, may be about a month or two, (could be inspired to write faster if I knew people were waiting for it *hint hint*)
Also as always I'm sure this story is borderline of mature due to language, if anyone is or was offended I am perfectly happy to move it to mature. Just let me know.
Sorry to anyone reading this while I was repeatedly taking this chapter up and down, the part where Gum yells at Beat was all smashed together to make it look like she was freaking out more than it did. Well apparently fanfict. Doesn't like oneword sentences so I had to go back and space them out. So once again sorry.