My first fanfict- so please NO FLAMES!

God dammit, that means no flames. Geeze. If there is something wrong with my story, like spelling or grammar, please say something like, "Would you please check the spelling of..." and then include the word or sentance that is causing an issue for you. Thanks!

Yeah- a buncha 'different' pairings- JOHNNY AND DALLY ALIVE (:
guysXguys- if you don't like that then don't read this!!

THERE'S Cursing & sexual content.- and a bit of character change; I did that on purpose just so you know. Hehe I feel high right now for some reason... XD

Sorry if it seems rushed- 'cause people seem to enjoy rushing my life right by... ugh... always about "speed" ... oh well

Summary: Somebody's got their eyes on someone; and they're taking a big chance. What will happen if something happens to the one he loves? Will somebody else help him out of his emotional dilemma? Will he fall in love for that person? ((Takes place after book; But Johnny got out of the fire just in time. So Dally and him are both alive))

Ch.1 sexual content

(Two-Bit's POV)

OK. This has gone on long enough- I'm gona' show ev'ryone that he's mine. Somehow... I just gota' make him know first... Maybe it's just the alcohol getting to my head... maybe not. Oh, screw it, I don't care! As of this moment, I love Johnny Cade, enough to take him away from watching the conversation and to (hopefully) sleep with him.

"Johnny, come with me fer' a minute..."

"Um... sure, ok."

I grabbed the younger boy's hand and lead him into one of the back rooms. I wasn't even sure if it was Pony's or Darry's or just some extra room... anyway, I locked the door behind us. He got a sheepish grin and asked "so... what's up?" I smiled at the look in his eyes, but said nothing. I knew right then that I've kept him waiting just as long as I have been waiting myself.

I thought to myself, "Damn, the only way he'd look any better would be if he was pressed against the wall... maybe those skinny legs wrapped around my waist-" and with my mind going on and on, I decided to put them into action.

I quickly slipped my arms around his waist, pushed him up against the wall, and hungrily pressed my lips to his. As I noticed he started kissing me back, I forced my tongue into his mouth- and he didn't object. He tasted so good... kind of a succulent minty flavor. Almost surprising me, because he smokes so much and is always drinking Pepsi... jeeze, he's just full of surprises.

He snaked his hands around the back of my neck; pulling me closer and deepening the kiss. I led him away from the wall and towards the bed, still working over those lips. I broke the kiss for a mere second before I tore off our shirts and kissed him again while shoving him onto the bed. The bed sunk with our combined weight over it, and let out a creaking noise.

I slipped off both of our jeans and tossed them on the floor; somewhere that was a mystery to me at the moment. I hovered over him and pushed a firm kiss onto him; I heard an excited quiet moan, and with that, I enveloped him in a more fiery kiss. He just tasted so damn good! There wasn't room for words, and between me and you, I wouldn't know what to say. Finally, our boxers. We threw 'em to the ground; well, he didn't throw them to the ground, but I made sure they found their way away from his waist.

Slowly, I pulled away from his mouth; where he learned to kiss like that, I'll never know. But I looked into those deep brown eyes, asking him for more. He didn't protest when I slipped a finger into him, so I figured his teenage hormones kicked in, and he wanted this. His knuckles went white as he gripped the bed sheets as I added a second finger, scissoring them to stretch him further.

He was tight, I could tell you that much, but it'd be amazing if I could be inside of him... damn, just thinking about it made me so much harder, that it hurt! When I added a third finger, his muscles clenched and he bit his lip- he even whimpered a little, but it was the cutest sound I've ever heard...

And as soon as his muscles relaxed and he stopped biting his lip to let out a moan, I slipped my fingers out and I entered. One thrust; I didn't think I could last much longer anyway... I kissed him where ever I could, tasting the salty sweat glistened skin, letting my hands roam freely for the most part.

I heard his slight giggle and I felt his hands playing with my hair, and leaving scratches on my back as I started going harder on him. I never woulda' thought that he'd let me do this to him; and that he'd be this feisty. God, he was amazing... I stole a kiss from him- but he stole it right back. I pressed my hips down firmer on his smaller, more finely-drawn ones and he took a ragged breath. I repeatedly kissed his neck, careful not to break his skin, and nibbled at his ear.

When I was done, and pulled out of him, and in return, he rolled on top of me and ground our hips together and held a long kiss. He's one of the best kissers in the world, I SWEAR. This... yeah. This is freaking heaven. Even though heaven is beer, Mickey and cake... Johnny's my second heaven. A very good kissing heaven at that.

After a half hour or so, with Johnny wrapped protectively in my arms, there was heavy knocking at the door. By that time I was on top Johnny again, looking down at him into his dark sensitive eyes. We were both panting- but had wild looking smiles planted on our lips.

Damn, I'd give up the world to see that smile of his. You just don't see a true Johnny Cade smile that often. There's nothing like it- because of it showing up way less than frequently- it's INCREDIBLY contagious.

His pitch black raven, shadowy hair was in every direction, covering one of his eyes a little. I always wondered what it'd be like if he didn't wear so much hair oil, but who's complaining? That stuff is a greaser's trademark.

As they knocked harder on the door I whispered to him,

"We better get outa' here- we can go to the lot"

He let out a sigh; a happy sigh; and nodded a little. We got up and quickly helped each other re-dress. I quietly opened the window all the way- making sure it didn't squeak. I helped Johnny out the window as they began knocking more frantically.

I climbed out the window as I heard them knocking even louder and yelling "You better not be doin' anything to Johnny in there! Open the door!"

I closed the window carefully; so they wouldn't know that we even snuck out in the first place. I mean, come on, who want's to get caught with that? Even though Johnny can get away with practically everything; I sure can't. But my naturally hysterical jokes and comments will calm them down as always...

We snuck across the street to the lot, and went for the back corner- it's not really lit up by the street lights and plus they couldn't see us from the house then. When we got there, I tackled him to the ground and kissed him. When I pulled away, he clutched the collar of my shirt and pulled me into another, more passionate kiss. I slipped my tongue into his mouth again, flicking at his teeth and dancing with his tongue.

He started moaning softly- telling me that he really liked that, without needing a single word. I felt him nibble at my lip a little, then pulled me back into the kiss.

When we were done making out- from exhaustion... I put my arm around him as we lied on the soft grass on our backs, and watched the stars. Damn, it did pay to wait for him.I was lost in my thoughts of the boy next to me, until something snapped me out of it.

Suddenly- something dragged me to my feet and hit me a few times. I heard Johnny gasp and yell my name. But the second I hit the ground, I couldn't get back up again.