Disclaimer: I don not own Wolf's Rain nor do i own the song "Glamorous". I do however own the song "Hopeless" ((written by me towards the bottom)) and the character Tas.

If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home
You say: If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S

B-Section:
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

chorus:
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

Verse:
Wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive things
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm no queen, I'm no machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive through, raw as hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after the Grammies
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang
And now I'm in...

B-section then chorus

Ludacris:
I'm talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us
I've got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Plus I gotta keep enough lettuce
To support your shoe fetish
Lifestyles so rich and famous
Robin Leach will get jealous
Half a million for the stones
Taking trips from here to Rome
So If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S

B-section + chorus x2

Verse:
I got problems up to here
I've got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy things
That I don't want to know (fuck y'all)
I've got money in the bank
And I'd really like to thank
All the fans, I'd like to thank
Thank you really though
Cause I remember yesterday
When I dreamt about the days
When I'd rock on MTV, that be really dope
Damn, It's been a long road
And the industry is cold
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know. x3

Life of Rogue

Chapter I: Glamorous

"No pictures, please…" a single voice said weakly as she walked between her two bodyguards. They parted the sea of bodies and helped her from the doors to her limo. She slipped in through the door and shut it quickly, rubbing her temples. She closed her eyes and concentrated on trying not to scream. She was sick of this life style. She loved singing and talking with her fans. She loved people and the fact that they supported her music but the attention was overwhelming and the presser more so. She shook her head and smiled slightly to replace her frown. She hated being negative.

The car started and they were soon on their way back towards her home. When she arrived, she walked in the door and changed into a pair of sweats and a tank top. Her head hurt and she needed some fresh air. She sighed and slipped on some sandals and gripped the handle to her front doors.

"Tas… where ya going?" She turned to see her maid looking around the corner. She smiled.

"Just out for a walk, Lil. I'll be back shortly. Don't worry." The older woman smiled widely and nodded.

"Alright. But please take a sweater or something…" Tas nodded and went to slip on a black hoodie before she left. The night air surrounded her and the street lamps lighted the dark streets dimly. She looked up at the crisp night sky to find a perfect full moon. She sighed and smiled despite herself and started to walk slowly towards the docks. She loved to walk close to the water and look at all the boats and small ships around there. It was just… calm. Little did she know it wouldn't be so calm that night.

A cool breeze pushed back her hair and she smiled. The air was calming… that was until gunshots interrupted her train of thought. She turned her head and looked at the figure approaching. It was a kid of about 18. His red hair fell into his brown eye, making him look like a very pretty boy. His red button up shirt sleeves were rolled up above his elbows and his green cargo pants were tucked into the tops of his combat boots. Four silver bracelets clinked on his right wrist as he ran. He tripped and landed just a few feet in front of Tas.

Cops sped around the corner and spotted the kid. They shouted at him to freeze and he scrambled up and tried to force his tiring legs to run again. He stumbled forward and caught himself with his fingertips; pushing up again and trying to catch his dead run from before. Tas gasped and caught him as he tripped again. She knelt down as he landed on his knees. He looked up at her with wide eyes and then back at the cops as they shouted for him to stay there. He struggled to stand again but his legs wouldn't move. Tas tried to help him up, sensing his fear. His legs still buckled underneath him. The cops reached them and grabbed hold of the kid, cuffing his hands behind his back and hauling him up. They turned and smiled at Tas.

"Hey! Thanks sweet heart! Figures this kid would stop to talk to a pretty lady like you!" They said, recognizing her immediately. Tas stood up hurriedly.

"What exactly did this kid do?"

"Him? He's a thief." Said the first cop.

"Yeah! And a gang fighter. Face it… the kid's unwanted." Tas stared at them in wide-eyed shock. The kid cried out and struggled to get out of their grasp.

"No! The kid was dead when I found him! I swear! I didn't kill him!" He cried out, choking back the tears starting to fall. Tas got the strange feeling he'd had other run-ins with the authorities. The first cop kneed him in the ribs to silence him

"Tell it to the judge!" He hissed. The kid just yelped and whimpered slightly.

"Toboe! Run!" Some one yelled, coming out of nowhere and taking out a cop. Tas looked over and noted the new comer as a man with darkly tanned skin. His silvery colored hair was pulled back into a small ponytail and sunglasses hid his amber eyes. A distinctive "x" shaped scar rested in the dead center of his chest. Black jeans along with a black leather jacket ripped at the seams of the sleeves gave an intimidating look to him. The other cop let go of the kid and took a step back out of shock at the man's sudden appearance. The kid known as Toboe took off after bringing his hands over his head and in front of him, starting at twisting his hands free of the handcuffs. Tas stood and, without much thought, followed the kid. She was worried and more concerned about his well-being.

She found him a long ways down the shore, his hands in the cold water and him twisting his hands roughly, managing to work his hand slightly out of the metal trap. When she got a foot from him she watched as he pulled free one of his hands with a sharp yank, blood covering the flesh. She gasped and he whipped his head around to see her. He looked scared and ready to dash off at any moment.

"No! It's ok. I just wanted to see if you were hurt…" she reassured him, taking a small step towards him, holding out her hands to show she meant no harm. He relaxed slightly and held out his other hand, the last handcuff hanging from his wrist.

"Help?" he asked quietly. She nodded and walked over, easing the metal around and off his hand. As soon as the cuff came off, a growl sounded behind her. They both looked up.

"Tsume!" the boy said, jumping up, ready to defend her. Tsume glanced at him but narrowed his eyes at Tas.

"What do you want?" He growled. Tas gulped.

"I just came to help the kid. I noticed he was hurt and…"

"You just wanted to help?" He said in a mocking tone. "Well you've helped! Now scat!" The kid took a step forward.

"Tsume! Don't be so-"

"Shut it runt! I'm always savin' your ass because you keep getting lost!"

"That's because Kiba always moves us from town to town!" Toboe shot back.

"Yeah! Because you always slip up!" Tsume growled. Tas decided it was time to step in.

"I won't tell I met you! I mean it! I just wanted to make sure he was all right. I'll just leave and forget I ever saw either of you!" she said, backing up to leave.

"We can't let you do that… The cops know you've seen us and they also know that you disappeared pretty quickly after they showed up. They'll be looking for you to." Tsume said, pursing his lips and scowling at her. Toboe blinked and then looked to Tas with an apologetic look. "You'll have to come with us…"

"I'm sure they'll understand…"

"No… Tsume's right… they'll pin you to…" Toboe muttered. Tas laughed once.

"Don't you think they'll notice I've disappeared? I'm one of the biggest names in the music world. They'll have everyone searching for me." Tsume smirked.

"Then just change your name… and looks." Tas frowned but nodded all the same.

"Fine… if it'll keep the kid here safe then… I'll come." Tsume smirked and Toboe smiled.

"My name's Toboe. And thanks for helping me back there! And this is Tsume!" Toboe laughed and Tsume just nodded.

"I'm Taylor… but call me Tas…" Toboe smiled and bounced up onto the balls of his feet, folding his arms behind his head and grinning. Tsume sighed.

"We're supposed to meet Kiba and Hige two cities over… in the markets. We'll stop in the next one and get you some new clothes." Tas looked at herself and blushed.

They brought her back to small abandoned building and sat her down on an old dust covered box. Tsume told Toboe to get a few things, of which Tas didn't hear and it worried her. She was twirling her blonde hair around her fingers, Tsume watching her out of the corner of his eyes, when Toboe returned, a plastic bag in hand. Tsume pulled out the contents of the bag and Tas paled. Scissors and black hair dye.

"Aw hell no!" she managed. Tsume smirked and Toboe rolled his eyes.

"Hell yes… What would you have preferred, brown? Red hair?" Tas frowned.

"I'm really not impressed with my first impressions of you…" she said through gritted teeth.

"Believe me, sweetheart… the feeling's mutual." Tsume replied. Toboe grumbled. Tas huffed.

"So… which one of you's a hair stylist?" she said as a joke and more of an insult and challenge. Toboe blushed slightly.

"The runt usually handles cutting hair." Tsume said, nodding towards Toboe.

"Yeah that's because you guys usually turn it orange or worse… puce…" Toboe said rather flatly. Tsume sighed but handed him the scissors. Toboe walked over and looked at her apologetically.

"Sorry about this Tas…" he said before making the first cut. Within an hour, her hair went from mid back length to barely jaw length. She had hair falling into her eyes and jagged edges. Small layers spotted the hair. She had to admit, it really looked good. The last thing to be done was the worst. They were going to dye her hair black and not just her hair, but her eyebrows as well to make it look as natural as possible. When it wall done, Tas admitted she looked like a natural black haired girl. She looked nothing like herself either. She looked over at the two boys and flushed when she saw they were both staring at her.

Toboe smiled and put away the scissors and tossed the remaining hair dye and what not. Tsume just shook his head as he tried to grasp the fact he was really looking at the blonde from earlier. Toboe returned.

"Gotta say kid… you've out done yourself…" he muttered. Toboe smirked; an evil idea came to mind. He leaned close to Tsume and his smirk took on an evil look.

"Careful Tsume… or you might get hard." Tsume did a double take at Toboe and growled. Toboe laughed and dodged Tsume's hand that reached out to grab him.

They stopped at the first city and got Tas a pair of jeans. She picked out a black tank top, white bra to go underneath and a black blazer to go over it. She also grabbed a pair of black tennis shoes. They hurried on to the next city where she met up with the other two members of the group, Hige, a kid a few years older than Toboe that had messy brown hair and eyes to match. He wore a simple yellow hoodie t over a darker long sleeved shirt with a pair of gray pants and tennis shoes. The other was Kiba. He seemed to be the unspoken leader of the group. His slightly longer than jaw length brown hair fell into his sky blue eyes. He wore a simple whit t with a black jacket over it and blue jeans.

They greeted her with open arms and immediately Tas noticed the missing posters and announcements on TV about her disappearance. They knew they needed to relocate. Hurrying onto a bus, they paid with the little money they had left and got off at the next city.

"We need money. We're down to our last $20…" Tsume announced. Kiba frowned.

"I know… I've been looking around for jobs… no one's hiring…" Toboe frowned. Hige laughed.

"We could always set Toboe and Tsume out on a street corner with a sign that says "Will yoai for money!" Tsume glared at him while Toboe whined.

"No! That was enough the first time we had to do that!" Tsume growled.

"He's too rough!" Toboe whimpered. Hige burst out laughing as he remembered the first time they'd had to do that. They'd been dirt poor at the time and in desperate need of money. Tas looked at the group in sudden shock.

"Please tell me he's joking…" she said, turning to Toboe. The look he gave her made her heart sink.

"I wish he was…" was all he said.

"We could always rent out Tas a prostitute…" Tsume suggested.

"That's not nice Tsume!" Toboe replied, throwing the book he was reading at him. Tas glared at the man with venomous distaste. Tsume just smirked.

"Tsume…" Kiba growled and Tsume frowned, looking away.

"There was a sign up by a local bar… there's a singing contest going on there… the grand prize is a thousand dollars. I could always sing…" Tas suggested. Three of them seemed to agree, Tsume, however, had to question it further.

"And what would you be singing? Hm?"

"A song of my own… one that hasn't been released on any of my CDs." She reassured them. Kiba sighed and nodded.

"If you're willing… we'll see what we can do as well… there's bound to be some odd job offers around here. Tas nodded.

The bar held the smell of stale cigarettes and alcohol. Tas wrinkled her nose in distaste. Toboe frowned and seemed very uncomfortable there. It had been agreed that one of the gang would accompany her to the bar just incase a fight broke out or worse happened. Toboe had been elected, though he didn't have much protest about it.

At the age of 23, Tas had never touched an alcoholic drink in her life. She glanced over at the 18 year old kid beside her and held back a laugh at his frown. Most kids his age would have pounced on a chance to drink. But not Toboe. He looked like he'd rather be anywhere but there at the moment. The kid was so different from other teenagers that she'd met. She liked that about him. It was nice to see some one unafraid of being just that, different. Her name was called and she smiled at Toboe before she stepped from behind the curtains onto the stage. Lifting the mic, she found her voice and hit the starting not dead on.

((This was written by me. If anyone wishes to use these lyrics please message me about it))

Wings lay torn and stained

The blood dripping from the feathered tips

Holding onto the last moment

Where time….

Stands still

Bones are broken

Skin is torn

And all I can think about is the pain

Waiting for the night to consume me

Hoping for a freedom song

The bugle sounds high above me

Singing to the blackened sky

I know there's no saving

A lost soul beyond help!

A father watches the sun

Wondering if his own son

Is watching it as well

A mother has been broken

Her will has been captured

Her spirit has been tamed

A sinking sort of feeling

A hoping that was lost

Helps to break away a child

Forever... bound to him

Waiting for the night to consume him

Hoping for a freedom song

The bugle sounds high above him

Singing to the blackened sky

He know there's no saving

A lost soul beyond help!

A daughter cries out for

The world to hear her story

Yet no one will listen

Would you wait and give her pity?

Her soulful song

Tears and rips at our hearts

Yet how can we… ignore it?

Waiting for the night to consume her

Hoping for a freedom song

The bugle sounds high above her

Singing to the blackened sky

She know there's no saving

A lost soul beyond help!

I won't stand up alone for once

I know there's more like me out there

And I won't wait for the night to consume me

I'll stand on my own two feet…

Waiting for the night to consume us

Hoping for a freedom song

The bugle sounds high above us

Singing to the blackened sky

We know there's no saving

A lost soul beyond help!

As the last note died away, she bowed and walked off stage. Tas and Toboe made their way back to the hang out that night with plenty of cash in their pockets and smiles on their faces.

Tas found herself being shaken awake the next morning. She cracked open one eye and frowned when she noticed the lack of sunlight, or any light for that matter, coming in through the window. She glanced up at the one waking her and found it to be Hige. She grunted. He sighed, relieved that she was awake.

"Kiba says everyone has to be up… we're leaving in an hour…" She sat up so fast she nearly knocked heads with poor Hige.

"What!?!" she hissed.

"We stumbled into enemy territory… they know us here…"Tsume said, standing in the doorway. Tas frowned.

"Damn… I thought you might have died in your sleep." She grumbled, standing and slipping on her jeans.

"Wouldn't we be lucky…" Hige muttered. Tas was, shockingly enough, already used to getting dressed in front of any of the guys. Tsume glared at Hige.

"What was that?" Hige shrugged.

"Nothing. I didn't hear anything…" Tsume snorted and was about to say something when a yelp issued from the room down stairs. They all froze.

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HA! Cliffhanger! You should have noticed by now that I made Toboe much older. This is to work out with my brilliant idea and plot line! Well okay it's not that brilliant but whatever… the song she sings was written by me and titled "Hopeless" I have written many more and I also will take requests if any of you wish. Just let me know what you'd like it to be about and a title and I'll go from there. Please give me any credit for the songs I write if and when you use them.