Hello! Wow it's been a week of changes for me! Haven't written anything lately, but then again I haven't done much anything lately. :)
So I decided to start another fic outa the blue! This is basically a collection of short stories in the form of movie clips. I got the idea out of nowhere and so this is what I've got so far. I think I'll try to do about fifty if I can. So… Enjoy! –Lexami243
Wow a story with actual Chapters…
And What of This So Called Friction…?
One year… That's how long he'd been living with her.
He'd been friends with her for two years now and he sometimes found himself wondering how the hell it had happened. Francis Stone lay sprawled on the deep purple velvet couch that belonged to his roommate and best friend Lexami, lazily thinking about what he wanted to do right now.
It seemed like it was just yesterday when he had agreed to live with her… and by "agreed" he meant "pushed into". It wasn't like she had dragged him into her apartment and tied him to a chair mind you, but really he didn't have a choice when she found out he was living in an abandoned warehouse.
She had a habit of constantly worrying about his well being and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't touched by her concern and care. Not that he'd let on about just how much he liked to be fussed over.
He wasn't complaining about it in the least though! In fact the first time he'd seen her apartment he kept thinking 'nice digs…' all throughout her small tour. Her living room set was as richly colored as it was comfortable and the flat screen was a really nice touch on movie night.
She may not have been a millionaire, but she sure wasn't in debt.
He was living in less than humane conditions and frankly the fact that he now had air conditioning in summer, heat in winter, a working fridge fully stocked with food, a nice warm bed, and a roof that didn't leak were considerable perks that made him feel like a king. As far as he was concerned he was living in the lap of luxury. He also had a loving roommate that made him breakfast each morning, lunch, and dinner at night. Lexami was his closest, if his only friend and she always had a habit of making him feel like he was actually a nice person.
Not that he got all touchy feely with her, because if he did there might be some serious damage to the "Friend Ship Line" as he so plainly put it.
It wasn't as if he really… loved her or anything… well he loved her, but he did dabble into that mindset for long. Some would call it a thin sheet of denial, others a strong case of fear of intimacy, but whatever the name for it Francis never denied that his friend was beautiful.
I mean come on! Everyone that had seen her could tell you that.
So it wasn't like he was the only male attracted to her. It was only natural attraction… nothing heartfelt… nope, not really.
How he remembered that first day she'd met him. He had ditched all his classes up until lunch and hadn't even known she existed until then.
He chose to have lunch outside with a majority of other students and right when he was about to take a bite of the meat-ball sub he'd bought with some kids stolen lunch money, there she was right in his lap. Literally!
The klutz tripped over one side of the bench he was currently occupying, apparently lost in the map of the school she had gotten in the office, and fell face first into his lap. Needless to say it was a somewhat suggestive situation.
A Day in the Life of Francis… I Believe It Was a Tuesday
The sky was bright… the clouds were white and it was the perfect day for a meatball sub; even if it was procured with stolen lunch money.
Francis sat nonchalantly on a bench under a nice shaded tree holding the steaming sandwich carefully with a sense of contentment. Who would have thought that in just a second he would meet his future roommate and BFF?
Lexami was deeply into the very confusing map the front desk had given her to direct her to her classes and she was beginning to think that whoever had designed this map had been on crack. 'Why in the hell does there have to be so many classrooms here?' She thought frustrated. 'Oh to live in the pioneer days where there was but one school room and one class.'
It was then when she felt her knee knock into something hard… something that caught her by surprise and made her fall forward.
Francis had only a second to react to the sudden movement on his left, but though he dropped his sandwich he couldn't find the thought to be upset. He was too shocked.
Lexami yelped with her sudden descent, but instead of the unforgiving feel of the bench she had expected, she was greeted by… by… what did she fall into?
Not the what, but certainly the whom of her small inner question, Francis grunted with discomfort with the sudden not so soft collision. First emotion that came to mind was anger… until he got a good look at the thing in his lap. He blinked in confusion as he saw what appeared to be white hair and… large cat ears on the head in his lap.
Lexami slowly came back to reality and not a second sooner dropped the map she was holding on to tightly in her hand to push herself off the now obviously male lap she'd fallen into.
She placed the hand that had be holding the map on one of the guys actually really muscled thighs and the other next to that one, so as to push up and face the stranger.
Francis felt the soft pressure of her hands on his thigh and involuntarily reacted to it. Long time since he'd had a girlfriend… or a one night stand for that matter. An annoyed groan fell from his lips as he watched the girl slowly rise.
They were both about to speak in an instant, but once they found each other's faces, they temporarily lost speech.
Francis's anger dissipated almost instantaneously once he found himself staring into the widest, prettiest, most violet eyes he'd ever seen. Lexami on the other hand was extremely vocal…
"Oh my gosh! I-I'm so sorry. I-I-um…heh I'm a bit of a klutz and I'm new here and this school is just so big! Or maybe the stupid maps just too complicated… Oh! I'm still on you aren't I? Woopsie, um well… Wow you've got really massive thighs you know that…Not that that's a bad thing-or that it's noticeable-I mean I noticed-but I meant it as a compliment! Oh crap, but it sounds kinda like a come on! I-Well, not that I wouldn't-"
Lexami was so flustered that she was rambling at mach speed, while Francis could only stare speechless. The kitty girl's face was bright pink and her hands were still firmly planted on his thigh.
Francis raised an eyebrow as the girl just kept on going…and going… and wow was her face getting red. 'Pretty eyes… pretty lips… pretty voice… wow…where the hell did she come from??' Francis thought, now completely ignoring the girl's ramblings.
"-So you see I really do find you attractive-but I just met you and…and…and…Oh God I've been rambling for ten minutes straight haven't I?" The kitty girl finally slowed down her speech and looked down with her face as red as his hair. He didn't know why, but the girl made him want to smile, so he did.
Francis grinned funnily at the strangely pretty girl and said the first thought that came to mind. "You've got a really firm grip, you know that, kitty?" He wasn't angry… normally he would have been furious not matter who had fallen into his lap, but strangely enough… he wasn't.
In fact he was really, really happy for some reason.
Lexami blinked up at the man, then her gaze widened, as she realized that she was still awkwardly touching his thigh, and with a gasp and a jerk her hands flew off him. Sadly once again she lost her balance and out of a reflex Francis grabbed her arms to steady her; his sub now almost completely forgotten.
He was once again accosted by her almost hypnotizing eyes and then out of nowhere his face heated up. What was wrong with him today?
Lexami's face was still red, but slowly her lips up turned into a shy smile. Her teeth were like pearls… oh crap. He knew what was wrong now, he had a crush! Great… this'll blow over nicely… soon… hopefully… just like Frieda she'll push him away! No harm done.
"Um, my name's Lexami Aurora Twighlee, but it might be easier if you call me Lexa… um… nice running into you?" Her voice was eerily soothing and her smile funnily charming. Now this was weird… why hadn't she given him a look of disgust yet? It was almost as if she was going to talk with him for as long as he wanted… Well this is new.
He couldn't stop blushing! Damn it, this wasn't supposed to happen to him!
"Um…so you new here? I've never… I'd remember seeing you." His voice was pitching! Was he flirting? Oh well, might as well go along with it.
"Oh! Yeah, yeah I just moved here from Tokyo. I've always wanted to come to America… I just wish this school's stupid map would tell me how to get to my classes!" Lexami replied politely. Imagine that… politely.
Then before he could stop himself he said it, "I could help you find them!", and he said it with a little too much enthusiasm too. Francis bit his lip expecting her to refuse and be repulsed, but then he almost thought he was dreaming when she answered.
Lexami grinned at him, her blush now just an adorable tinge of pink to her cheeks, and spoke with a happy undertone. "Really, you'd take the time to show me around? That would be awesome! Thanks a lot um… wow, this is a clichéd response, but um I never got your name, Mr.…?"
"-Francis." Francis?! Since when did he introduce himself as Francis? Suddenly he realized that he was still holding her upright by the arms and quickly, but carefully removed them. He was flustered and he did a horrible job of hiding that by coughing into his hand, with crimson face mind you, and correcting himself quietly.
"Frankie… my name's Frankie." Now this may have been less embarrassing had he been looking her in the face. Instead he had his hands in his lap and was staring intently at his fingers. Of course he caught himself doing that so he abruptly looked in her direction and instead found nothing but air. For a split second he thought he'd dreamed her up when a fuzzy white tail came into his view; what a cute little black bow on it! He leaned over just as he heard an "Aha! Found it!" from under the bench and a victorious Lexami popped up suddenly right up into his face.
She was smiling and she was close… reeaallyy close. He noticed that she had very thin prettily shaped eyebrows and cheekbones.
She was the first to pull away and yet she almost seemed reluctant to… but perhaps that was just because he was so deprived of female contact. It was then he took in the whole of her form.
She was about 5"6, just a bit shorter than himself, she was wearing a white halter/dress silk shirt and dark blue ripped jeans, with what appeared to be fuzzy white furred boots, and she had long silky hair that was being held back with a deep purple bandanna; hey, she pierced her right ear three times!
Lexami pushed back a stray bang that had fallen into her face and adjusted her halter top/ dress shirt accordingly. That was when she noticed the meat-ball sub on the ground and gasped gently. "Oh crap! That… that wasn't your lunch was it?" She asked him suddenly, pointing at the fallen sandwich. He blinked once and then finally remembered the sandwich he had been eating. "Huh, oh yeah… Shit I'm still hungry." He mumbled more to himself than to her and without warning she grasped his hand and pulled him up. He was about to ask what she was doing when- "It's my fault you dropped your food so, how about I get you something else to make amends. Anything you want, my treat ok, Francis?" Came her swift and good natured reply as she pulled him towards a local cafe.
He just couldn't believe she was actually offering to replace his lunch. Suddenly he slipped her hand off his wrist and intimately laced their fingers together. He realized what he'd done, but before he could let go she squeezed his hand tighter and slowed down so she was walking side by side with him.
He looked down at her with a blank expression and felt his face get hot again when he saw her giving him a dazzlingly bright smile. "Ya, know Francis… I think I'm really gonna like you."
He stared at her some more, now pondering her words.
He realized he wanted to know more about her.
And so… as we move the scene back a little from the two teens we hear Francis ask "I didn't know there were bang babies in Tokyo?" and as we watch the two hand in hand from a far we hear Lexami say "What's a Bang Baby?", completely oblivious to the students staring after them with uneasy looks and breaths of relief.
Another Day in the Life of Francis: Now…I think its Saturday
Oh what a day that was…
Now here he was on her couch and board out of his wits. Lexami was out getting groceries… at least that's what she said an hour ago.
'Is it always so empty without her here?' he thought dismissively.
Francis growled and then hauled himself up off the couch to get something to quell his munchies. (A.N. I love that word… Munchies)
As he walked to the kitchen in his dark red, low riding sweats he quietly noted the almost-white lavender hue the wall of the apartment had and how well they went with the soft white carpet beneath his bare feet. Much better than that warehouse's cold concrete. His feet met black tile as he entered the modestly large kitchen. All the appliances were top of the line and the stainless steel fridge had two large doors that promised to hold hundreds of edibles… at least once Lex came back from the store. The fridge was directly in front of him, on its right there were black granite topped counters with matching cupboards above them, the stove, more counters, and then the medium sized walk in pantry.
To the left of the fridge was the mini bar; fully stocked thanks to Francis. The mini bar had a nice little open space and a good view of the living room from here.
He made his way to the pantry and stepped in.
The walls were stocked with a very generous variety of chips, cookies, cake mixes, cereal, canned goods, and other things one might find in their pantry. He hastily grabbed a bag of Cheetoe's Puffs and padded his way back into the living room… when something caught his eye.
He stopped as he was half way back to sitting down, he noticed that the closet on the wall opposite the T.v. and velvet purple living room set was open… and there was a large box that read "FRANKIE ON FILM" in bold black letters. Naturally, being with nothing to do and no one to do it with, Francis felt his curiosity peak and, setting down the bag of chips on the coffee table next to the couch, he opened the closet and brought the box over to the couch to look through it.
The box was made of light grey plastic and on the lid it said something different.
"MEMORIES"
The words jumped up at him in bright purple and black stickers, alternating between letters, the word started in purple and ended in black.
He smiled brightly at the word as he realized what must be in the box.
His excitement raced through him, as he pried open the box strategically and found just what he'd expected.
D.V.D.s
Loads and loads of colorful, carefully labeled D.V.D.s.
He suddenly remembered why they existed and took a quick trip into his mind once again…
A Minute in the Life of Francis… I think the minute was five in 3:05
He'd just moved in with her a month ago and already she was starting to grow closer to him. He'd never really had this much fun with any one before… never.
She talked him into going to some girly pottery class and said that if he did it she'd watch BIO's Harley Davidson: the Man behind the Hog with him.
It was a pretty fare trade… now only if she wasn't taking so long to get dressed.
He was lazing about on the mini-bar with a sour expression as he stared off into the living room. 'Stupid pottery class… every one's gonna be staring at me like I'm nuts! I can see it now "Hot streak's Secret Passion!"read all about it. *Sigh* Why must I be such an eyesore.' Thought the pyro with remorse, as he started to drum his fingers along the mini bar's black granite top.
He didn't have any more chances to complain to himself however when Lexami's voice cut through his thoughts.
"Oo, that's right! Work it Frankie! Everybody loves a brooding movie star!" She said like an overzealous director.
He turned his attention to her and saw that she was currently filming him with her new found camcorder. "Where that come from?" He asked with amusement.
"Found it in my closet! Pretty cool, huh?" She said as she peaked her head out from behind the small camera to grin at him.
"What's so cool about it?" He asked annoyed, as she had taken so long to be ready.
"What's so cool about it? How can you say that! There are some many reasons why this is awesome." She laughingly chided while she made a face that was a cross between a pout and a mischievous smile.
She practically bounced up next to him and turned the camera so that they were both in its sight. Grinning up at him she spoke with gusto, "We are recording ourselves for future generations! What if our kids wanna know what we were like when we were younger?" she said, not realizing what she just implied.
He smiled raucously at her, "Why Lex, I never knew you wanted to have my children. This is so sudden!" he said teasingly breathless as her face lit up a shade of pink. She squeaked as he grabbed her waist and pulled her to his chest playfully and whispered suggestively in her ear, "You should have told me sooner. Now we'll have to make up for lost time!"
Suddenly he lifted her off the ground a smidgen and struck a strangely heroic pose. "Quick! To the bedroom, away!" He cried, now dragging her towards her bedroom.
Lexami laughed as he attempted to drag her to the room. "Oh, no you don't!" She laughingly cried as she wriggled out of her friends grasp. She turned around and pointed the camera at her now scowling friend. She grinned, pink still tingeing her cheeks at her friends antics.
"You just don't wanna go to my pottery class! I'm sorry, but you're not making me forget that easily."
"Curses…foiled again." Francis mumbled dryly. He sighed and looked dreamily to the ceiling. "Oh, if only you were still that stuttering freshman I met so long ago. Then maybe you'd get flustered easier." He poked at her playfully as she just grinned back at him.
"There's another reason why this camera is sweet, if you do anything to humiliate yourself. I'll have it all on film!" She said smugly.
He rolled his eyes and stomped towards the front door. "Yeah, yeah whatever. Let's just get this over with." He absolutely loathed pottery… err well at least he thought he would.
Somewhere along the way to the pottery class Lexami got really annoying with the camera and ended up chasing him all the way to the class, laughing childishly, as Francis ducked and swerved trying to get out of the cameras view. Of course that got impossible to do once he started working on a vase…you'd think that Lexy would have to stop filming because of class now wouldn't you…Wrong-o. She set the camera down and got them on tape through the whole class… somewhere through it he ended up in a clay war with her that got them banned from the class. Miraculously the camcorder was not harmed.
A Day in the life of-You know who this is about!... I think it maybe Saturday
He snorted with amusement as he found the actual D.V.D. of that day. It was the first one she'd ever made and thankfully not the last. Now he had something to do!
'I'll have to thank her when she gets home.' Francis thought absently as he looked through the titles on the discs. He read them one by one out loud to himself; "The One Where Frankie's Wearing Lexa's Bra" he looked at the title like it was insane…which it was. He placed it on the newly made "To Be Watched First" pile and continued.
"Lexami in the Shower" "Classic Pranks you know and Love" "Francis and the Puppy" "The Mistletoe Mishap" "Help me I'm a retard" and "Francis… Chef Rice-a-Ronnie" were all quickly placed on the "To Be Watched First" pile … in fact the "To Be Watched First" pile was just the D.V.D.s he'd read so far.
After he realized that his little organization endeavor was pointless he decided to pick up a random D.V.D. and stick it in the D.V.D. Player.
But not before he read the title, which said "Lexy's Little Secret".
Francis grabbed the remote to the D.V.D. Player and dropped down onto the couch next to his previously forsaken bag of chips. He snuggled into the velvety cushions, grabbed the bag of chips, and pressed play.
Now to watch the fun unfold…