Title: Two In A Million
Fandom: Dead Poets Society
Characters: Neil, Todd

Challenge: 100songs on LiveJournal
Prompt: 015 Two In A Million
Word Count: 305
Rating: G
Warnings/Spoilers: could be taken as Neil/Todd slash
Summary: Before they met each other, Neil and Todd both felt like they were alone in the universe. But together, they are two in a million.
Notes: Ok, I'm kind of nervous about this... I don't have a beta, so any mistakes are mine. Concrit is definitely encouraged! Oh, yes, about the 177,033,000 people comment: my source says that was the population of the United States in 1959.

We are two in a million
We've got all the luck we could be given
If the world should stop, we'll still have each other
And no matter what, (no matter what)
We'll be forever as one

Their first impressions of each other were normal enough. They greeted each other like roommates should: friendly yet formally, amiably but distantly. While Neil slapped old friends on the shoulders, Todd sighed. A feeling he almost always felt, one of not belonging, crept up on him and seized his mind like the dark monster it was.

After they got to their room, and Neil's old buddies introduced themselves to Todd, Todd got the familiar feeling again. Neil and the other tried their hardest to include Todd in their conversations, but Todd still felt like the outsider. He would always be the outsider, right?

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When Mr. Perry entered the small room, Neil got the old feeling of shame he got around his father. He knew he would never be able to conform to the life society wanted for him, let alone achieve the high standards imposed by his father. He felt like an outsider from everyone else. Everyone else, who had dreams of being lawyers, doctors, or bankers. Everyone else, who wanted that life for Neil, even when he fought his hardest to break free. No, he was the outsider. And he would always be truly alone.

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Through the year, as they got to know each other better, Neil and Todd learned that neither of them were truly alone. They had each other, and they fitted each other perfectly. Todd helped Neil with his ambitions of being in the play. Neil taught Todd how to fly when he launched the desk set off the sidewalk. Both of them understood what Keating had been trying to tell them: to seize the day, make their lives extraordinary, to against what everyone else tells you, make your life your own.

Together, they were two in a million. Maybe even two in one hundred seventy-seven million, seventy-three thousand.