Title: Dreaming of you…
Part: 1/2
Genre: Static Slash
Pairing: Richie/Virgil
Disclaimer: I don't own Static Shock. If I did, believe me, Richard Foley would be as gay as he is in the comic Static that the show is based off of.
Notes: I was watching Son's of the Father, and I decided I REALLY don't like Mr. Foley much. He's an arse. And I watched Now you See him… on Saturday; yeah, who's gunna tell me Richie wasn't upset that Virgil wouldn't take him to see a boy band? **intake of breath** yeah. He wants Virgil.
Dedication: To Nikki, who's as big a Ricil ( Virgie? I don't know how you'd go about putting that…Virgil/Richie, anyways.) fan as me.
Summary: Richie's been having these weird dreams lately….
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"I've been having these weird thoughts lately. Like is any of this real or not?" – Kingdom Hearts
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Richie Foley had never really trusted his subconscious mind. He figured that not only was it illogical, but, in retrospect, it was ridiculously stupid. And besides that, anything his subconscious mind thought would, in all reality, just get him in trouble anyways. Which caused him to wonder the point in thinking at all.
Richie Foley, as it was, thought too much.
"What'cha thinking about, Rich?" Virgil asked, as the two sat watching t.v on Virgil's couch. "Ah, nothing. Just, you know. Thinking at random. Hey, switch it back! That's the old Krypton-man cartoon!" Virgil laughed. "Man, that cartoon is ancient!" Richie grinned. "Must be, my gramps use to watch it." He stated, smirking as he took the last slice of pizza from the box. "Hey! Man, you're eating a lot lately. Mind sharing with the rest of us?" Richie rolled his eyes, shoving the pizza into his mouth. "Ew, Richie, that's gross!" Sharon, who was seated on the arm of the couch, stated. Richie chuckled, but his attention returned to…
His thoughts. He'd been having some pretty weird thoughts lately. Weird as in, 'Should I be thinking like this?' weird. Weird as in, 'I think I'm falling in love with my best friend.' Weird. Yeah. That weird. Which wasn't as weird as you'd think to Richie, but if Virgil ever found out…well, Gear would more then likely be flying solo. Yeah, Virgil was cool with lots of thing, and Richie knew for a fact that he had nothing against homosexuals, but if he found out that Richie was in love with him…mentally, he shrugged. (Which, trust him, was a difficult thing to do.) Of course, not only were those thoughts drifting around in his head, but a thousand and one other thoughts, all totally unrelated, bounced around the brain space of Richard Foleys mind. Including another upgrade for backpack. Which he should actually have written down. Where was his notepad? He always had it on him…
"Rich? You all right, man? You look pretty deep there…" Virgil's voice tore Richie away from his thoughts. "What? Oh, yeah, man. I'm fine. Just thinking." Looking up, Richie saw that both Virgil and Sharon were staring at him. "That was pretty deep thinking there, Richie. I asked you four times if you wanted a soda." Sharon stated, standing up. "Oh…uh…sorry?" Richie tried, as Sharon shook her head. "Anyways, Me and Adam have a date in half an hour, so I'm going to go get ready…you two have fun tonight, and don't stay up to late. Daddy will be home tomorrow from Africa, so clean up some tonight, alright?" both teenaged boys nodded, and Sharon walked off, muttering something about 'impervious teenaged slacker boys'. Both teen's returned their attention to the t.v, and all was forgotten of idle thoughts and cleaning.
Richie's eyes traveled to the middle of the computer screen. "You know, V, if you tilted your plane half an inch to the left, you could totally cruise without hitting anything." Virgil rolled his eyes. "Richie, shut up! I'll play it my way!" the other teen stated, and Richie sat back down on Virgil's bed. "I was only trying to help." He muttered, turning his attention back to his videogame. "I know. Sorry, Rich. Some times your too smart for your own good, though." Richie snorted. "Don't I know it." A stabbing pain shot across his forehead, and he rubbed his temples. "Ow. Headache. Pain. Ow." Virgil looked over, pausing his game. "You all right, Rich?" he asked, as Richie's face contorted in slight pain. "Yeah, yeah. Just a side effect to being super smart; your brain works so hard and fast that it burns out. Don't worry about it." The blonde stated, reaching for his over night bag. Rummaging through it, he pulled out a bottle of Tylenol. "Never leave home without it." He stated, laughing as Virgil grinned. "Ahh! Your popping T!" Richie rolled his eyes. "Ooh baby."
"Sleep now and forever hold your piece, Virgil. I'm tired." Richie's hand reached around Virgil to take the game controller from his hands. "Aw, Richie! Come on, five more minutes!" Richie snorted into his pillow. "I'll five more minutes you. Sleep now." Virgil laughed. "Richie, man, I love you and all, but you sleep to much. It's only midnight!" Richie stuck out his tongue. "And all good children of Dakota are fast asleep. Go to bed, V. Sleep. You know you want to." Virgil laughed. "Fine, if you insist. But if I wake up and you're still asleep…"* Richie rolled his eyes. "Sure, V. Whatever you say." Virgil turned off the game and t.v, and crawled into the bed. "Aren't you going to surrender the bed to me, V?" Richie asked, as Virgil pushed him gently to get out of the bed. "No way. It's my bed." Virgil stated, hands on Richie's stomach as he pushed. "Well, the floors hard. I'll stay here. It's not like you're going to ravish me in my sleep or anything." Richie stated, and Virgil stopped pushing, blushing furiously. Lucky for him it was dark. "Fine. But only because you're my bud, and I'm nice." Richie chuckled sleepily. "Of course, V." he stated, yawning, as the two settled in to sleep.
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What will happen next? Will Richie get Virgil? Will Virgil ravish Richie in his sleep? Will we see hot man on man action? I doubt it! ^_^ But if you ask, maybe.
* I've actually HAD this threat said to me before. I didn't wake up, so they poured cold water on me.