Disclaimer: I do not own Drake and Josh…………..Dammit……

A/N: This is my first Drake and Josh fiction, but I'm sure it wont be my last. I write both slash and heterosexual pairings, so expect both from me. This is Mindy/Drake because something about enemies doing it, really turns me on. However, if you don't like this pairing….oh hell, flame me if you want, I enjoy a good laugh. Hope you enjoy…Much Love!

P.S. This is a prologue, therefore it is short.

TillThatTime

Warning: Take the R-rating seriously…..


She believes him to be an idiot, and he views her as an unwelcome pain. As their hands slide against each other and their curses slip between their clenched teeth, they hate each other through it all. She cries out accusing, intelligent quips as he pulls her tightly against him. He calls her a self-righteous bitch as her fingers entwine almost painfully in his hair. She can not stand him. He despises the ground she walks upon, and it's all so intoxicating.

" If I were to call you an imbecile, would you know what I was referring to you as?" She says in-between gasps as he leaves a trail of kisses and nips along her jaw line.

"If I were to ask you what the Looney-bin was like would you be willing to tell me?" That undeniable smirk plays across his lips and she digs her nails into the skin of his shoulders. They talk through it all, or rather argue. Their insults filling the air surrounding them almost as much as the gasps. She calls him insufferable and yet the sound of his name slipping off her tongue is enough to bring him over the edge. They fall to the floor in exhaustion, her legs still wrapped around his waist. They rest against each other for a moment, before both let out disgusted groans and push the other off of them. They dress quickly and wordlessly. They never speak afterwards, after all, anything that needed to be said had been said already. Or, at least that's how they view it. She pulls on her pants and walks out of the room without so much as a kiss or a simple goodbye.

That's how their relationship works; quick sex, tossed insults, fast clean up, wordless goodbye. He watches her leave and then flops onto his couch with a groan. He's not exactly sure why he's gotten himself into this. He doesn't enjoy the girl's company, in fact he really can't stand to be around her (Unless he's comfortably placed between her legs) So why is he allowing this to go on? Usually, he sleeps with a girl, gets her out of his system, and moves on. Yet, he can't seem to get enough of this particular girl, and to make matters worse he often finds his mind straying unwillingly to the image of her face and the sound of her voice as she cries out his name.

He hears Josh's car pull up in the driveway and a pang of guilt hits him full on in the stomach. This was just one more thing that he had taken from his brother. Brothers, are supposed to share, but there is always a line, and Drake had tramped over it. Not only had Drake taken Josh's girlfriend, but he was fucking Josh's girlfriend, and poor Josh has no idea. He continues to date his unfaithful girlfriend with a smile of love and devotion permanently plastered on his trusting face. Drake would call her a slut if it weren't for the fact that he was doing the thrusting.

He crawls into bed and fiends sleep as he hears Josh quietly open the door to their room, home late again from work. Drake would rather not deal with talking to his half-brother at the moment, it's far easier not to address the person that you are fucking over.

He listens quietly as he hears Josh pull out his cell phone and call his "loving girlfriend."

His voice is soft as not to wake Drake as he asks Mindy how her day went. If Drake strains he can hear her well practice tone go through the usual "Good, good, and yours sweetie?" He can not help but snigger as he remembers the fact that her calm voice was screaming out his name only a half hour ago, but then he hears Josh's whispered "I love you." And that damned feeling of guilt is back. He clutches his sheets in his hands as sort of an effort to calm himself and the anger he feels towards himself for the crime that he is committing against his brother. He continues to listen as Josh turns off the phone and mumbles "God, how lucky I am.." If you only knew, brother.