I'd Love You to Love me….
You
really have to have an open mind in order to read this story. If you have read any of my other stories,
then you should have an idea of what's in store.
You should leave if you are any of the following (Not
necessarily because of the story, either…
1)
One of those people who can't tell dreams from reality
2)
Homophobic
3)
Think that my fics are too deep for their topic
4)
Laura Schessinger
5)
John Ashcroft
6)
A serial Killer
7)
Anyone in my family (THIS MEANS YOU, LITTLE SIS!)
Again, if you are any of the above,
please get the fuck outta here!
Hyde
sighed in his bed. He couldn't sleep,
even though he tried all of Mrs. Forman's ideas, he couldn't sleep. Counting sheep only made him remember the
atrocious Math Course I he took during freshman year. Warm milk only made him have to go to the bathroom. Lullabies had kept him awake. He sighed again as he remembered what he had
been told all his life. "You're always
a restless soul."
Hyde
knew what his problem was. He was in
love. He couldn't have Donna, and he
wasn't really interested in her anymore, because he knew that even in the turmoil
that her relationship was in, Donna and Eric would be together. The stars had already decided that.
The
person that he really wanted was almost unobtainable. He wanted them so badly.
The soft, pretty dark hair, combined with the beautiful eyes that were
so full of love and beauty, even though there was still a slight childishness
to them. Then there were the soft,
pretty lips from which words flew out in a voice as full and sweet as the lips
themselves. Hyde smiled as he thought
of his love. If only they really wanted
him.
With
another sleepless sigh, Hyde pulled himself out of his bed. If he couldn't sleep because of his dearest,
then he might as well visit them. HE
threw on some clothes and got into his El Camino. He drove down the streets he'd traveled many-a time before to see
his love. He knew that the family
always kept a ladder around, in the bushes just in case they locked themselves
out.
He
parked down the street, as not to wake the family as he stopped. He walked the entire distance and then found
the ladder. He gently set it to his
love's window and climbed in. He
settled on his haunches next to his love's bed. Hyde bravely reached out and touched his love's soft hair. So soft and beautiful Hyde thought as he stroked it. Then he reached around and rubbed his love's
neck. This caused the slumbering person
to stir. Hyde froze. When his love stopped movement, Hyde resumed
his motions. He began to stroke his
love's stomach, thin as it was. He
frowned a little. His love was a little
*too* skinny, even for their height. He
lifted the tee shirt up his love's thin form and began to lay soft, fluttery
kisses all over it. This caused the
form to giggle slightly, with a soft smile on their face.
Hyde
loved that smile. Of all the people
he'd ever known, his love's was by far the best. He knew that his love was often a little mad at him for all the
mean jokes that he cracked, but Hyde was always forgiven. He stopped the kisses and softly sat back by
the bed again. His love rolled onto
their back, allowing the moonlight to illuminate their creamy, white skin. Hyde hesitated, and gently stuck his hand
onto his love's long, pretty hand. This
caused his love to stir and open their eyes.
A
smile appeared on his loved one's beauteous face.
"Hey, Steven." His
love said, bringing Hyde's hand to their lips and softly kissing it.
"Hey, Michael." Hyde
said, climbing into the bed with his one true love, Michael Kelso.
The end. For
real.
No flames for choice of sexuality. If you do, I will not only ignore them, but I will do everything
in my powers to delete them. If you
don't like it, or you are Laura Schlessinger, or Eminem, then you can KISS MY
ASS!!!
Oh, Yeah. Quotes at
the end of the story… I almost forgot!
Kelso (In the Drive-In episode)
"Cartoons make me Horny.
Oh, and Food."
Taken from the 'All About Ashton' site at
http://www.geocities.com/allaboutashton
