Authors Note: Ok so here my second story here on Fanfiction. This one's one of my favorite pairings ever! Well anyways, I hope you like it. I'm most likely gonna make this a multi chapter just kuz I love it so much ^_^. So read and PLEASE tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: If I owned Static Shock, you'd have to lock your room and turn off the lights while watching it ;) lol.

Warning: Obviously this has yaoi/slash. If you don't know what that is…look it up! LOL no flames please! XD


Richie had been walking down the streets of Dakota for almost half an hour. He'd had the lingering feeling of being watched all day. Today he met Virgil at Burger Fool for lunch and then went to the arcade for some rest and relaxation. Working part-time as a superhero and fulltime as a student sure could be overwhelming. Luckily it was Saturday, which meant no school, minimal crime, and of course the new Space Zombies game was coming out downtown. Richie had been saving up for this new game for about a month and has been extremely excited to play. Of course, first he had to shake off whomever it was that was following him.

'Oh man. This is useless. I might as well see who it is and just ask what they want. Besides, I'm Gear; no common thief can stop me.' Even as he was thinking it, Richie had his doubts. After all, sure he was extremely smart, but a genius IQ can't protect him from a sharp knife. Regardless of this, Richie steeled his nerves and spun on his heel.

"Ok I know you've been f-following me, so j-just come out!" yelled the blond as he tried to still his shaking fists. Out from behind a dumpster he saw the last person he wanted to see.

"Hotstreak?" said the blond through clenched teeth. He was not in the mood to deal with the egotistical pyromaniac right now. He just wanted to go home and kick zombie butt. Why did stuff always happen to him? First he gets kidnapped by Ebon to get to Static, then he gets kidnapped by Ebon again, and now who knows what his past bully and present rival will do.

"Uhh...c-call me Francis," mumbled the fiery redhead. He seemed to be more nervous than Richie as his feet quivered beneath him. Richie raised an eyebrow at the strange behavior but chose to ignore it.

"Right...well what do you want Francis?" said the blonde venomously.

"N-nothing much. I just wanted to know if you had any plans tomorrow?" stuttered the bang baby as he sheepishly rubbed his neck and stared down at his shoes. Again, Richie was stupefied as to why Hotstreak would ask such a question, but replied nonetheless.

"What do you care? It's not like you to ask if I'm free for a beating," came the blond's brutal reply. He was really starting to get ticked off.

Francis flinched at the words spoken to him. He knew this wasn't going to be easy but he didn't think the cheery blond had it in him to speak with such hatred in his words. He was starting to think this wasn't such a good idea anymore.

'No. I can't give up now!' he thought as he took a deep breath and tried to manage the calmest voice he could.

"No it's not like that. I just wanted to see if you wanted to…hang out tomorrow?" he let out as he exhaled the breath he was unknowingly holding in. He felt a lot better now that he said what he needed to say. Richie on the other hand was bewildered by the words he had just heard. His jaw hung open comically as he stared at the figure in front of him. The lack of answer was enough to revive the redhead's nerves as he tried his hardest not to run away in embarrassment.

"You know what? Forget I s-said anything. I was j-just joking. You should've seen the look on your face F-Foley." quickly replied the pyro as he turned to leave. His movements were halted by a light yet firm hold on his shoulder, yet he chose not to look back.

Richie took a hard look at his once school bully. For someone who used to mercilessly thrash on him every day while calling him cruel names, he sure was acting weird. He would have never thought Hotstreak, or Francis as he requested to be called now, would ever want to hang out with him. Then again, he had seen some changes happening in the former gang member. Hotstreak hasn't made an "appearance" around Dakota for quite some time now; a fact that had both Static and Gear suspicious. Also, the Francis Stone Richie knew wouldn't have been so nervous and shy over anything. And even he had to admit that if there were any intentions of hurting the blond, Francis would have done it by know.

As Richie's complex mind was putting all this evidence together in hopes of coming to a conclusion about Francis, said redhead was trying hard not to be affected by the delicate grasp still on his shoulder. Francis had his eyes closed as he leaned into the touch of the oblivious blond. He blushed as he was brought back to life by Richie's soft voice.

"U-um…maybe we can…g-go get a burger or something?" Richie asked innocently as his cheeks heated up. Francis' eyes widened as he spun around quickly to face the blond.

"Really? You're not just jerking off my chain?" asked an overexcited Francis as he beamed down at the younger teen. Richie had to shake his head at the inappropriate thoughts that stirred due to Francis' innocent yet thought provoking mistake. He beamed back up at the ex-criminal and answered his question.

"Jerking your chain not jerking off your chain…and yes I'm serious," replied Richie. Francis was lost for words as he bent down and picked up the small blonde without thinking and bear hugged him.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you," chanted Francis as he held a suffocating Richie tightly in his embrace.

"Your…welcome Francis. Now can you…let go?" came the high pitched squeak from between two muscular arms. Francis instantly dropped the small blond and mumbled as he mumbled an apology. Richie took a deep breath as he waved off the apology.

"So…tomorrow then? Burger Fool?" shyly asked the taller of the two.

"Sure. I'll see you there at noon," amusedly answered Richie. Francis once again smiled brightly as he nodded. He looked down at the cheap plastic watch on his right wrist and cursed under his breath.

"Sorry, but I really gotta go. I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Bye," said a panicky Francis as he turned and started walking away.

"Ok. It's a date then," yelled Richie at the retreating figure. He blushed as he realized the words that had just come out of his mouth.

'Today sure has been eventful. I wonder how Virgil will take the news that I just became friends with our archenemy.' Thought the teen as he made his way downtown to buy his copy of Space Zombies 3. Maybe a new game could keep his mind off of all the drama he felt was about to occur.


So what do you think? Do you love it? Hate it? Think it needs work? Either way plz review :DDD I'd like to know why. Also, if you like it you can expect the second chapter sometime by Monday probably.

-GohanRules out!