If you clicked on this, you are now officially awesome. However, awesomeness comes with a price. There is one rule and one rule only: You read, you comment. Oh and no flames; it's not gonna stop me from writing. So that's two rules. Although the second one isn't really the price of awesomeness because if you read this story knowing what it contains just to complain about it, then that makes you a homophobe and therefore a twat :]

Anyway, I'm going slightly off topic.

Before I forget, here's your disclaimer:

I do not own any of the characters in the story; just the story line. I am but a girl behind a computer screen.

So there's some warnings I should give you before you read this story:

If you don't like blood (not gore, just blood), then don't read on.

If you don't like homosexuality, then don't read on.

If you don't like homosexual smut, then don't read on.

There will almost certainly be boysex.

You have been warned.

He didn't know what I was...

He didn't know what I used to be...

He didn't know...

What I was becoming.

-Frank-

It was my sixth day of college, and I had just escaped from the pouring rain into the shelter of my little apartment. It was a gloomy Saturday in November and whatever was up there wouldn't let up pissing on Belleville, so there weren't many people out, which meant I was stuck indoors really; all my "friends" were inside, playing spin the bottle or whatever they did on rainy days, and I doubted they'd invite me over anyway, even if they were just down the corridor. I was born an outcast. As if that wasn't bad enough, my new roommate was due to arrive that day. He was gonna be a twat was my bet. Some stupid jock obsessed with his muscles or something. I guessed the thing up there that pissed everywhere was settling the score for all the stupid stuff I did back in High School. Karma. Huh.

I was bored of standing there dripping, so I went to have a shower and intended on tidying the place up a little afterwards, because even if this guy was a dick, I wanted to give a good impression. I went to my room, got a towel, and headed to my little bathroom that I was soon going to be sharing with an unknown guy. As I stepped into the shower and turned on the water, my thoughts started going around in my head. Maybe if I wrote a list like in "My Name is Earl", and fixed everything I'd done wrong in the past, "Karma" would give me a hot guy. Oh yeah. I never said it to anyone yet, but I was gay. A fucking frustrated one at that. I didn't have a clue as to how to figure out who was playing for my team or not, so at the moment, my love life consisted of nil. It had been like that for a good few years, and it was getting really stupid. If I didn't find a guy real soon, I was sure I was gonna explode or melt into a pool of insanity. I sighed and squeezed some shower gel into the palm of my hand, rubbing it into my chest and the rest of my body. The smell carried from my body, into the steam and to my nose, relaxing me a little. I took another deep breath and prepared myself for the day ahead while I finished showering.

Too soon, I'd finished and I wrapped my towel around my waist, stepped out of the hot, relaxing blanket of steam and padded across to my bedroom. The curtains were still shut, so I could safely take the towel from my waist and dry myself before putting some clothes on. I shoved on the first clean things I could get my hands on - some grey skinny jeans and a plain black t-shirt. That would do. Just when I was towelling my hair, there was a knock at the door. I quickly put some clean socks on and jogged across the living room to the door. I opened it slowly.

"Hey, um, I thought I'd knock instead of just barging in with the key. You must be Frank."

Oh dear sweet pisser in the sky. I was forgiven. Standing in front of me was a guy, about five foot eight, with gorgeous, shiny black hair, a perfectly toned body and the sexiest smile I had ever seen in my life. With his hand extended towards me. To touch mine. Fuck me.

"Uh okay. I mean, yes. Yes I am. Frank Iero," I blundered, struggling not to add "at your service". I extended my hand towards his and he took hold of it and shook it firmly. I couldn't help but notice how nice his skin felt on mine.

"Nice to meet you. May I come in?"

It was then I realised that I didn't have time to tidy the place up, so the place must have looked like a shit hole. I looked behind me. Yup. Shit hole indeed.

"Um," I hesitated. "Sure. Just one thing though, it's uh.. it's a bit of a mess."

He peered over my shoulder.

"Okay, a complete mess." He smiled crookedly and I had to stop myself from staring at his lips. "It's just that, ah, I didn't have time to clean the place up. I mean, I was planning to but then you came and I didn't know you were going to be this early--"

"Don't worry about it," he interrupted my rambling. My face became unusually hot. "My old place was just the same." He grinned at me and his eyes sparkled with mischief. Jesus, this guy was unbelievably hot...

"Well, come in, uh," God, I didn't even know his name.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Gerard. Gerard Way."

"Nice to meet you, Gerard." I smiled at him and his answering smile made me jealous. I stepped to the side, allowed him in and he looked around, taking in everything.

"I feel at home already," he commented casually. I didn't know whether to reply to that one or not, so I just stood there and smiled. Like an idiot.

"Uh, do you wanna see your room?" I asked, my voice floating through the sea of silence like a lonely little yot.

"Sure."

I lead him down the corridor, telling him what room was what until we reached his room. It wasn't very big, but at least it was tidy. I hadn't been in it at all since I'd moved in. His room was the same size as mine; naturally.

"Here it is," I announced. I gestured towards the door and he walked in, looking around. "Do you want me to leave you to settle into your room? I know I'd probably want to have some alone time to unpack and everything."

"Shit, I left my suitcase on the doorstep. Hang on." He walked quickly out of the room and about five seconds later came back with a big black suitcase. He heaved it in and shoved it under the bed. I looked at him expectantly. "Y'know, I don't really feel like unpacking right now. What is there to do around this place?"

I blinked a couple times. "Um, not much actually, 'cause it's pissing it down," literally, "With rain."

"Oh," his face fell a little. "Shit."

"I know," I replied, pressing my lips together into a line. "But I have a couple of DVDs and a shitty twelve inch TV," I suggested.

"Oh yeah?" He raised his perfectly shaped eyebrows. "What you got?"

I hadn't thought about that one. I'd been given them as a "housewarming gift" from the college. Pfft.

"I don't actually know. I'll check." I walked to the living room and he followed me in. Plopping myself down in front of the screen, I looked through the scuffed little cardboard box with the DVDs inside. "There is," I started, "Spiders-- hm, that's shit." I heard him chuckle behind me. "Umm.." I skipped through the ones like Shrek and the crappy romantic ones then continued my list. "Ace Ventura?"

"Nah."

"Free Willy?" There was a short silence, and then we broke out in laughter.

"I don't think so," Gerard mused.

"Borne ultimatum?"

"Nope."

"Godzilla?"

"Nada."

"Brokeback..." Oh shit. It was too late; I'd already started to say it. "Mountain?" I mentally cringed.

An awkward silence filled the room. I turned around to face him and he was looking at the floor. Deciding to be bold I stabbed into the silence. "What's wrong with Brokeback Mountain?"

He looked up from his feet and into my eyes, as if he was searching them for something. Was he a homophobe? I knew I shouldn't have said anything that might give away my sexuality. Then he looked away, sighed and said, "Nothing."

Shit, I'd done it now.

"I'm gonna unpack my stuff now," he mumbled.

I replied "okay", and he walked off to his room with his head down.

I threw myself down on the sofa and put my hands over my face, groaning frustratedly into them.

How could I make this right?

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