Disclaimer: I do not own Homestuck, or any of the characters thus involved. This is purely a fan created work for entertainment purposes only. I am in no way making any sort of monetary gain from this project. Homestuck and all of it's denizens belong to Andrew Hussie. This goes for all chapters involved in this story, so this will be the only time you see this. Keep it in mind, children.

A/N: Hey there! If you're here, you're probably looking for some good old Homestuck fan made works, right? Or maybe you've read my other stuff and wanted to read more. Well, have at it! But, I have some warnings and things I need to get out of the way. First off, this is an Alternate Universe piece of work. If I address any characters as Trolls, that points to the social group they hang out in, not the alien race as seen in the comics. I've tried to keep their personalities as straight on as I could. Also, since this is an Alternate Universe, jobs and such have to be assigned! Karkat is a pimp, Sollux is a whore. That should be all you need to know to understand this warning: There are highly explicit and sexual moments in this fiction. There are also heavy periods of harsh and mature language (mostly from Karkat, go figure) and there may or may not be drug abuse later on. So, if you don't think you're comfortable with any sort of weird sexual things (because I'm sure there will be), M/M, F/M, F/F, threesomes, or any other sexual activities, mature language/themes, or even Alternate Universes, please, just do us all a favor and leave. I don't mind constructive criticism, but if you flame, you will be dealt with immediately. So please, enjoy the story.

He slumped against the tree, tired and sticky from the previous night's fun. The wad of money he had acquired was tucked away safely in his black shoe, a habit he had picked up after his pimp had found out that a few hundred bucks had been stolen from him one night. The morning fog had already settled in around him. It darkened the sky and obscured the view of the city from his lookout point. The graves around him whispered sweet nothings to the sky and birds. He sat, watching behind his dichromatic glasses as the sky began to lighten behind the fog.

"Hey, fuck ass. Where's the money?" That would be his pimp.

"Oh, no, don't waste your insults on me this early." His lisp was worse, his throat was sore. He chalked it up to too much dick sucking in one night. His pimp scoffed.

"Sollux, we've been over this before."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, hold your horses, KK." Karkat, his pimp, growled as he waited for Sollux to pull off his one shoe and reach in for the money. Karkat shook his head and picked the money up. Sollux hadn't even looked at him during the entire exchange. Sometimes Karkat hated being a pimp, just for reasons like this.

Sollux was bipolar, and his doctor even thought he might have a mild case of multiple personalities. Karkat hated seeing his boys and girls go through harsh times, which was why he currently held the weakest pimp title.

He silently walked in front of Sollux, obscuring his view of the skyline. He took in the view of his most favored boy. Sollux's thick black hair was mussed, and some fresh bruises and hickeys were already blooming on his clavicle and shoulders. His clothing, a black and yellow ensemble that Kanaya had put together for him, was beginning to rip in some places and was stained with blood and dirt. His tight pants were scrubbed up. His scent was that of a two cent whore.

"Fuck, Sollux, don't you know what a shower is?" Karkat was less than pleased with him. Sollux glared at his pimp over his glasses.

"I'm sorry that I live in a shitty apartment and work part time at a computer repair shop that barely pays me minimum wage. I'm sorry that I then have to spend that money on food to keep me alive, and even buying the cheapest shit I can, which I do, I barely have enough money to keep utilities for a month at a time." Sollux made no move to escape, to run away and hide himself behind a computer like he was known to do. The news about his living arrangements shocked Karkat.

"Fffffuuuu, why didn't you say something, you stupid piece of shit! You know I would've helped you out! God, you are the dumbest dick I've ever known!" Sollux managed a smile as he watched Karkat spin around in a slow circle as he ranted. That was what made his pimp a favorite of the prostitutes in the city. He was funny once you got past the angry composure, he was personable when you brought tear jerking things up, and he cared about those working for him in his own weird way. "You're coming home with me today. You can take a warm bath, fuck, make it a motherfucking goddamn bubble bath with fucking rose petals, I don't care! I'll have some decent fucking food delivered while you do that, and get some fucking clothes that don't smell like cum and urine." He offered his hand to his boy. Sollux stared at it for a moment before taking it.

Sollux followed the bright red pimp coat slowly, as if he was in a daze. People gave them weird looks; it was getting to be a decent time of day, at which it was uncommon to see a pimp and his whore on the streets. Karkat stopped off at their safe house, located in the basement of Kanaya's clothing shop.

"Kan, I need some new clothes for fuck face over here." Karkat ordered when he pushed open the employee only entrance. Kanaya lived in a small flat above the shop, and was usually found in the back room finishing up new designs before the store opened. She smiled at Sollux after calming Karkat down enough.

"Mister Bumblebee, you ruined those wonderful new clothes." She scolded lightly. Sollux grinned showing off his sharp teeth.

"I have to make a living too, you know." He twisted the hem of the oversized black and yellow striped shirt as she shuffled around to find some suitable clothes. Karkat had disappeared into the basement, assumedly to change out of his pimp clothes and into his normal garb. It wasn't much longer before Kanaya tossed a pair of loose black jeans and a deep blue polo at him.

"On the house, this time. I'll get to mending those, if you want." She motioned to his current outfit. He gave her an impish smile which flashed his snaggle teeth.

"Thanks, Kanaya. I'd appreciate that." The seamstress couldn't help but smile at his lisp.

"It's not a problem. You know where the changing rooms are." He nodded before quickly maneuvering through the familiar racks of clothing.

Karkat appeared while Sollux scampered off to get changed.

"Gah, I don't know what I'm going to do with him, Kanaya. He hides so much from me."

"Maybe it's because you seem impersonal about a lot of things."

"I treat him better than most pimps would!"

"That may be true, but you need to show it more often in a way he can understand." Karkat opened his mouth to continue bitching when Sollux appeared from the changing rooms.

"Sorry about that, KK. Before we go back to your place, can we stop at my apartment? I need to get a couple of things." His glasses hid the emotions that ran rampant in his eyes. Meds. He needed his meds. He was about to lose his fucking mind if he didn't get his meds.

"Uh, sure… I don't see why we fucking couldn't. We have to go through the shit hole to get to my place, anyway." Kanaya picked up the subtle hints that Karkat was dropping without even realizing it. She took the dirty clothes from Sollux as she eyed his pimp with a grin. "What the fuck are you grinning about?" She just chuckled and bustled off to put the clothes in a safe place until she could get to them.

"Come on, fuck face. I actually want to take a nap before I have to leave again."

"Leave again…?"

"I have a fucking job, you know." Karkat glared at Sollux, not wanting to admit that there was a warm feeling bubbling up in his stomach at looking at the man. They were around the same age, but Karkat had more baby fat left on him than Sollux did. The pimp was short, not exactly fat but not exactly skinny either. His coarse black hair was always a mess, and his gray eyes flashed anger at every blink. Sollux was tall, thin, and bony. He had fine hair, but the way it was cut turned it into a thick mass that you could just lose yourself in for days.

Karkat broke the gaze before the feeling could spread anywhere else. Without another word, he exited the shop the same way they had entered, knowing that Sollux would follow. It only took a couple of blocks for Karkat to realize something.

"Aw, fuck!" He spun around, glaring at the mass of people on the sidewalk. He had no idea where Sollux's apartment was.

"KK, you worry too much." Sollux had slipped beneath his gaze, appearing by his side rather quickly. Karkat glowered at him before muttering something inaudible. "What was that?"

"I said lead the fucking way!" Sollux smirked, pushing his glasses up with his middle finger.

"What do you say?"

"Lead. The. Fucking. Way."

"KK, I'm not moving until you say please."

"You know what, you can fucking kiss my ass!" Sollux's smirk grew. His hand flew out and gripped Karkat's chin, holding him still. Karkat thrashed at it, trying to break the taller man's hold on him.

"Lemme go, you fuck wad!" Sollux silenced any more protests with a deep kiss, drawing his pimp close to his body. Karkat struggled even harder. His fists beat uselessly against Sollux's arms.

Before much longer, Sollux broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to look at Karkat over his glasses. Karkat noted that his eyes were mismatched, a deep orange amber to a sea blue. Karkat had no time to discuss the odd eye colors, or the kiss, because Sollux was already quickly walking down the street. Karkat wanted to scream at the top of his lungs in frustration.