good evening/morning/afternoon.

Rhyme: Hi! Upon the Rocks doesn't own anything in this story except Chris and the plotline. Square enix and jupiter own everything else.

Thanks Rhyme. Oh, and THANKS TO CSHELL614 FOR EDITING THIS! COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT WITHOUT YA!

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Rhyme and the crew were sitting outside the school grounds on a small bench by the entrance of the school, eating their lunch. Beat had packed 2 hamburgers for himself, and horfing them down in a couple of seconds each. Rhyme tried to stop him from choking, but he kept going. Shiki packing a small salad, apparently on a new diet, even though she didn't need it. Rhyme had packed a small tuna salad sandwich, nibbling on it bit at a time. Neku had a burrito from Mexican Dog with way more cheese than he ordered and he made a point of telling the employee. The group were surrounded by the multiple different school mates, chatting loudly and moving along gossip. Chris walked over, nibbling on some toast like a hamster.

"Sup people," Chris grinned. "How y'all doin?"

"Eh. Dumb teacher gave us loads of homework, can't do much this week," Neku grumbled. Rhyme opened her planner and pointed at the assignments and showing Chris.

"Not that much! All we have is a couple essays!" Rhyme said.

"Yeah, a couple three page essays," Neku whispered. Shiki sighed and whacked his head while Rhyme giggled. Neku held his head and grumbled something that no one could hear and I'm not sure anyone would like to.

"Yeah yeah, well, you guys can pull through," Chris said. " 'Sides, that's only two assignments. Hey, how about we spend a day at my house, write up those essays, and then we watch a movie or something?"

"Yeah, that sounds nice!" Shiki said. "What day though? Eri's coming to my house on monday, and I have sewing class on tuesday."

"Ummm...How about friday? Then, we can finish up any other homework you guys get," Chris mused as he put his cards away in his box, slipping them into his backpack. "And, we can drop by the movie theater too, I remeber seeing a really nice movie on there!"

"Which movie? Rhyme can't watch no R movie," Beat said. Chris laughed, annoying Beat. "Yo, why you laughin at me yo?"

"Nah, I'm not laughing at you. I can't watch any R movies either, my parent's wouldn't let me," Chris laughed. "I was thinking more about the movie, 'Push'. It's supposed to be about a bunch of psychics or something like that." Chris held up six tickets. "I already got the tickets for my family, but they had to bail because my parents had to bail and with them, went the siblings."

"But there are 6 tickets, five of us, what are you going to do with the extra ticket?" Neku pointed out.

"Hmm......I'll ask a neighbor," Chris smirked.

"So.... Friday, 1:00 PM?" Rhyme asked.

"Uhhh....how 'bout a sleepover, you guys come at about 5pm on thursday? The tickets are for 11:00 AM. Sides, we can get more done," Chris said. Shiki took out her cell phone and punched in the date, while Neku and Rhyme wrote it in their planners.

"I'll remind Beat," Rhyme smiled. The school bell suddenly started ringing, and the group walked inside the school. Shiki quickly slapped her container back and started running back inside the classroom. Beat pulled his skateboard out and started skating back. Neku merely threw the rest of the burrito away and walked inside.

Rhyme was the last one who walked inside, putting her small sandwich bag inside the trash can and trying to ignore the loud grumbles of her stomach. All of the food her parents had gotten was mainly for Beat and themselves, Rhyme took the smaller portions of their food. She always said she, "Was satisfied with what she had," but she infact was incredibly hungry. That was one of the reasons why she wore the thick clothing she had, so that it would cover her small stomach.

Rhyme ran inside, checking her class schedule for the next class.

P.E? Why does P.E always have to be after Lunch......

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As Rhyme walked back from school, she held her book bag with one hand and her homework in the other. Rhyme pulled her hat down and put her homework in her book bag, then put her book bag on her back . Beat been thrown in detention for "use of vulgur language".

Flashback!

Rhyme and Beat were hanging out during P.E, Rhyme signing up in track and tennis while Beat checked out the other activities.

"Hey, Beat, wanna try out Baseball?" Rhyme asked Beat.

"Yeah, sure sis," Beat said. Beat skated over to the baseball diamond and grabbed a baseball bat. "Yo, can I try out for baseball?"

"Yeah, you can take a swing, then we'll see if we thing you're good enough," a classmate said.

Beat walked up to the home plate and got ready to swing. As the ball was thrown, Beat swung the bat and hit the ball with a loud crack! As Beat opened his eyes, he saw the ball fly and crash through one of the school windows. A teacher ran out a few minutes later, seeing Beat with his bat, and shouted his name.

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"Detention?! This is ****ing bull****!" (lol...i hate swearing! fill in the blanks.) Beat shouted.

"I was planning on having you for fifteen minutes, but just for that, thirty!" the teacher shouted. The bell rang and the teacher sighed. "Ok, I'll keep you after school. I'll call your parents and tell them, but until the end of school, keep working."

"But whut 'bout ma sis?" Beat shouted.

"Your 'sis' will be fine for today," the teacher said. "Now go on to school."

End Flashback

Rhyme looked up to grey clouds. She looked around for some shelter, but saw nothing. She took her book bag above her head and kept walking.

"Hey!" Rhyme heard. She turned around and saw Chris jogging up to Rhyme with an umbrella in his hand.

"Hey Chris!" Rhyme said and smiled. Chris slowed down his pace to walk with Rhyme.

"Hey, how come you don't have an umbrella? The weather channel said it was going to rain, however unlikely they are to be right," Chris said. Rhyme smiled a weak smile and looked down.

"Nah, I didn't check the weather channel," Rhyme said meekly. Chris looked around and gave Rhyme his umbrella. "Wha- What are you doing? I'm fine!"

"Yeah, well, I have a hoodie on. Besides, wouldn't want you catching a fever," Chris said. He grinned and slipped his hood on. He waved and started running off.

Rhyme frowned and started walking. She walked a couple blocks when she noticed the wind was picking up. She pulled out a map and looked at it while looking around for landmarks. She finally found where she was and noticed she was about five blocks away from her house. Rhyme stuffed her map in her book bag and looked up, searching for any sign of her house. She started running, rain pushing against her face from the wind.

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Rhyme ran and felt puddles of water seeping into her socks. She looked around and saw her house in the distance, the lights still on. Rhyme pushed forward and tried to ignore the hot feeling, seeping into her forehead. She finally arrived, opening the door to her mom, her face with a look of horror on it.

"Oh....Raimu! Are you okay sweetie?" her mom said. She ran over to the laundry room to get a towel while Rhyme walked over to a chair and laid herself down, soaking wet and face burning. She fell asleep even though it was only about 3:30.

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As Beat kept his eye on the clock, he quickly sprawled out the rest of the words on the chalkboard. He had been writing for an hour straight, but if it meant for him to get home and see Rhyme again, he'd do anything. He finished up just as the clock struck 4:00 PM.

After the rain started, Beat was worrying even more, and now that there was lightning outside as well, he was frightned, not for his sake, but for Rhyme's. She was a fast runner, but Beat doubted that she could have made it home before the rain started. As Beat grabbed his skateboard and stuff, he whizzed out of the room, leaping on the skateboard and skating as fast as he could out the door. He didn't bother to shield himself from the rain, he had done so for Rhyme many times before and hadn't had anything bad happen, besides a running nose and a light cough. However, if something happened to Rhyme, Beat never forgave himself.

However, this time, Beat was flying/skating down the sidewalk, muttering mass numbers of curses and swears. He gripped his hat and looked for his house. He saw his house in the distance, and saw a silhouette of a someone in a towel or blanket. He pulled his hat down and skidded to a stop in front of his family's sidewalk. He jumped on his left hand and grabbed his skateboard from under his feet. He ran to his porch, slamming his feet down in anger. He opened the door, almost blasting the door off of its hinges.

"RHYME!" Beat shouted. His father walked out from the kitchen with an angry look on his face.

"I believe you mean Raimu, your sister who you left to walk out in the rain and now she has a fever of 104 degrees. I thought you cared about her."

"I don't care 'bout no degrees, where is ma sis?" Beat shouted with his regular reckless behavior.

"She's taking a warm shower and listening to some music. I don't want you seeing her though," Mr. Bito said. Beat clenched his hands and threw his skateboard at his father, who merely dodged it. The skateboard slammed against Beat's door, making a loud noise that rattled around the house.

"I'm goin to ma sis, and that's that! Ain't no way you gonna stop me!" Beat roared as he started walking forward and shoving past Mr. Bito.

"DAISUKENOJO BITO, YOUR SISTER NEEDS REST! YOUR BOORISH BEHAVIOR IS JUST GOING TO MAKE HER WORSE!" Mr. Bito shouted. Beat flinched and scowled. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew his father was right. He scowled again and ran to his room, slamming the door shut, once again, almost breaking the hinges. As he threw his face into his hands, he started spouting small curses.

However, he knew this was just his own way of punishing himself for letting Rhyme get hurt.

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As Rhyme moved her hands across her hair and forehead, she felt her temperature and dried out her hair. Rhyme finished her shower a few minutes ago, small speakers playing soft guitar music, made by a multitude of singers. She ran a towel through her blonde hair and rummaged through her book bag, pulling out her homework. As she put the homework by the sink, her planner fell out of her bag. She bent over and picked it up. She opened it up and saw a note. Friday: Sleepover, study group&movie, C's house 5pm

Rhyme sighed and ran her hand through her hair again. She put her hand on her forehead and mumbled, "Looks like I might not be able to make it...."

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*sniffs* wah, i didn't like doin that to Rhyme lol

please review! and i'm sorry for not writing any Twewy fics in a while. been trying to write One Piece stuff, but apparently, i can't. lol no one likes it. probably gonna start working on 2nd chap, or maybe other story i've been thinking about...... *glances at Rhyme* yay. Once again, thanks to Cshell614.