HI~! So i'm new to this whole FanFcition thing. I know~ WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING WITH MY LIFE~! D; Anyway I love GamTav and Homestuck so I though I would start a story on the two and some other couples to be added in the future. I won't lie, how often I am able to update new chapters will be tough considering I have school and what not so bare with me.

I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE THIS~! I WILL APPRECIATE ANY COMMENTS GOOD OR BAD!

Tavros

The young Latino boy, wearing a plain white t-shirt underneath his ashy grey military shirt with the sleeve's rolled up and dark blue jeans along with his brown Adidas, was strolling down the sidewalk in the dead of night. Okay, so it wasn't the dead of night but it was still pretty late for him at least and the dead silence along the streets made him feel as if he was the only person left in the world. Tavros actually would have felt more comforted to hear his rude friend, Vriska, by now. The boy scrunched his face in discomfort as he thought that over again. The Latino preferred wandering in the dark slightly lost than go back to see Vriska.

Uh…who n-needs a friend like t-that..uh, anyway?...but, uh, Vriska..is my o-only friend..

Vriska had made him a bit mad and once again Vriska didn't see any reason for an apology or anything along the line of making amends. Vriska was stubborn and Tavros was too, this time he had had enough for the night with his spider loving friend.

Coming out of his deep thoughts, Tavros crossed the street into a local park. Maybe he could call his older brother Rufioh to come pick him, it was a better choice than calling his dad when their father was told he was staying the night with Vriska. But calling Rufioh wasn't such a good idea either considering the older Latino boy was always acting like Tavros' second father or something. Sometimes it was infuriating how alike the two were, it made Tavros feel almost left out.

Well calling Vriska and begging the spider lover to come pick him up had crossed his mind as his last resort and he knew Vriska would have him jump through hoops.

Vriska

Tavros was so sensitive, Vriska hadn't even been that mean. The spider lover was nice enough to invite Tavros to hang out and then the baby goes and cries over spilt milk. Sure Vriska had poked fun at him for the loss of function in his legs AGAIN but Vriska made up for it with a present to the crippled. Vriska had convinced a friend to take Tavros' virginity though the boy didn't seem pleased with the idea at all. Vriska was 'absolutely shocked' Tavros had ran off crying like a little kid.

Well wheeeeeled off…but still that spaz totally owes me for even taking him into consideraaaation…Oh, this will do quite well as commendation.

Tavros

Reaching into his pocket to pull out his phone, the boy's face seemed to sink. He had left it with Vriska. Shit, now what the hell was he going to do?

Tavros just sighed heavily, trying to figure out what exactly he was going to do with his current situation. Wheeling further onto the paths into the park Tavros had noticed a figure lying in the grass. He watched the figure for a few moments, it seemed to be some guy just staring into the sky but that's all the detail he could gather. It was getting pretty dark. Then it finally hit the Latino boy.

"…e-excuse..uh, me..but d-do you happen to have a-a phone…?" After moving into the grass and getting closer to the boy lying down, Tavros could see his face a bit more clearly through the moon light. His limbs were pretty long and somewhat thin, so he must be tall. The boy's face…well you couldn't actually tell because he seemed to have something smeared all other it. Paint possibly?

Gamzee

The tall lanky boy was lying down in the grass, staring at the sky for a long period of time. Not taking in the quiet scenery around him, just taking in the miracles of the stars.

Damn, these are some motherfuckin' miracles up there. Shining so god damn motherfuckin' bright and that's just chill with this motherfucker.

"S-SIR..COULD YOU, uh, lis..LISTEN TO ME?"

Gamzee was whipped out of his daze, suddenly hearing a voice almost yelling in his ear. The mopped head man turned his gaze to a boy standing before him, more like sitting before him. He seemed to be in a wheelchair and his cheeks were kind of red. Either from running out of breathe when yelling at Gamzee or from the cold autumn air hitting his bare face.

This bro obviously seemed a bit riled up and that was kind of killing Gamzee's star gazing mood. Finally lifting himself off the ground, Gamzee crossed his arms over his chest and looked towards the 'lil motherfucker'.

"Chill motherfucker, I'm all up and listening…just got a little distracted for a sec." Gamzee said sharing a lazy yet soft smile with the Latino boy to try and ease his nerves, he saw the boy react with discomfort but Gamzee wasn't going to blame him when he knew he scared people.

Ain't no motherfucker's problem but mine.

"Anything I can do to make your day bitchtits, lil man?" He thought he saw the guy's cheeks redden a bit more.

Poor motherfucker must be freezen' his shit off.

Tavros

God how many more times did he have to raise his voice for this guy to notice him? After maybe the fourth try, the odd teenage boy had looked up at him. Tavros seemed to have tensed a bit when watching as the guy began towering over him like a giant building.

Shit..H-he's more scary..uh, up close.

The mopped headed guy then threw a kind smile his way and it surprisingly made Taros feel more relaxed.

"I-i..uh," Tavros looked into curious eyes and instantly turned his gaze feeling his cheeks heat up. He was never good with people, especially good looking people and his stuttering wasn't helping him. "..lost my p-phone…uh, you see and w-was hoping I could use y-yours." Tavros glanced back at the boy and upon looking he finally noticed that Gamzee looked like a clown. It wasn't weird…well of course it was but it was more cute than weird.

Gamzee wore a dark purple hoodie over his black tank top and covering his legs was spotted pajama pants. Around his neck was a red and black striped scarf, he actually got it from his best friend on his last birthday.

"Course I'd motherfuckin' help a bro out." Gamzee's soft smile turned into a wide grin as he looked at the Latino boy and it seemed to be contagious because Tavros also started to smile lightly as he finally found a way to contact his brother.

"But this motherfucker ain't sure where he could all up and find a strayed phone….It'll take some motherfuckin' miracles bro." Gamzee started looking around in the night, sometimes even crouching near the ground to search for a phone that his mirthful messiahs might have left for them.

Well, that was..uh, fucking waste of time. This guy seriously has to be on something.

The Mo hawked teen felt a chill run down his body, the light wind was blowing in his face again. Why hadn't he taken his jacket when Rufioh had told him to?

Tavros suddenly jumped in his chair as he felt something wrap around him, when opening his eyes he saw Gamzee smile at him. The clown had wrapped his warm scarf around the smaller boy, he knew he almost frightened the boy again. Nothing new to him.

Before Tavros could respond the two boys were interrupted by the sound of crunching leaves.

"Hey! Who's there!?" A voice yelled out following after came a few shining lights but not the ones in the sky that had Gamzee so fixated before, no it was from flash lights.

"Shit." Tavros turned his head to look at Gamzee, the clown seemed to have frozen a bit and his shoulders were stiffed. The young Latino wondered what he was so worried about but after catching a peek of a small baggy inside Gamzee's hoodie pocket, he understood why the tall boy was acting strange.

Gamzee

Fuck, this was not the time to get caught with weed or rather the miracle that calmed Gamzee's nerves. He had just gotten a new bag too and now the cops wanted to come in and ruin the motherfuckin' miracles.

The two boys squinted their eyes as the flashlight shined directly into their eyes, blinding Gamzee momentarily as the two police officers headed towards them. Minor weren't supposed to be out this late alone at night.

"Tavros? What the hell are you doing out here?" Gamzee's eyes wandered over to the Latino boy, or Tavros apparently. He was shocked to say the least that the cop was familiar with the boy. He looked like such an innocent and fragile boy, when and where would he have to associate himself with the police?

As Tavros rolled over to the older officer, the much younger female officer came up and started checking Gamzee. Surprisingly she hadn't found the drugs he was carrying but neither did Gamzee when they got into the police car, he must have dropped them somewhere in the park.

Motherfucker :o(

Finally Arriving at the police station, Gamzee was seated on a bench in a long hallway left to the front counter in the lobby. Tavros was parked right next to the bench in his wheelchair. They were told to wait there until someone came to pick them up, which meant they called their parents and while Gamzee didn't need to worry, Tavros seemed to be nervous. He was actually making an adorable face like he was about to cry.

This motherfucker all up and tryin' to seduce me with his motherfuckin' cute shit of a face. This bro….Tavbro ;o) Honk.

"A motherfucker needs to just sit back and calm his nerves before he starts to motherfuckin' sweat about shit that don't fuckin matter, ya get me Tavbro?" Gamzee pulled off his hood from his head and smiled wide for his new lil bro when he turned to face the caramel skinned guy.

Tavros

"Uh..T-tavbro..?" He suddenly turned his gaze towards the clown, he was smiling really big as usual and Tavros couldn't help but think he would be a great clown. He seemed to have clam the Latino down just a bit anyway and he had a nice smile.

"T-the names..uh, Tavros Nitram, uh, actually." The Latino boy took Gamzee's advice and tried not to think about his dad's face when seeing him here. The Mo hawked avoided looking at the other, not that he hated Gamzee but just because he wasn't all that good with people, reaching to run a hand through his own brunette hair.

"S-so whats…uh, your name?" He finally turned his head to meet the clown's gaze and fumbled with his smile for a moment before being able to keep his eyes steadied on the other.

Gamzee

So MotherFuckin' Cute Bro.

"Gamzee Makara, motherfucker. Great to meet ya my motherfuckin' cyborg friend." Gamzee said pointing to the lower half of Tavros' body and truthfully he had been wanting to take a ride in it since they got there.

Instead of getting upset about it, Tavros actually laughed a little at Gamzee's words. "Uh, yeah…You too Gamzee." To Gamzee's surprise the smaller boy asked about his face paint. Well it wasn't that big of a surprise since most people laughed at it but that was just okay with Gamzee, he liked to brighten someone's day. Gamzee wore white face paint because he simply could or at least that's what he told Tavros.

But what really surprised him was that Tavros seemed to like the face paint, he even complimented the clown and if he wasn't wearing it, someone would be able to see the small blush that was rising in his cheeks.

"I a-almost forgot Gamzee." The clown stared at his new friend, the Latino boy was digging into his pocket and pausing to take a few looks around them and then proceeding to grasp something in his pocket and hold it out to the clown real quick. Tavros placed a small baggy into the taller boys hands, making sure that no one could see them.

Aw fuck, this motherfucker all up and hid my weed. What a good motherfuckin' friend.

"Thanks bro, now how can a motherfucker ever repay you?" The caramel colored boy shook his head after Gamzee slipped his weed into his own pockets.

"T-there's..uh, n-n-no need for-….uh, but…" The caramel skin was now turning red, Gamzee gave Tavros a concerned look. How cold was it in this building?

"..I would, uh..l-like to be friends..G-gamzee…I-if that's okay w-with you I mean." Gamzee couldn't help but grin, this motherfucker was just embarrassed. Of course, he would love to be friends.

Gamzee quickly got out a crumbled up piece of paper from his pocket and then got up to find a pen at the front desk. After making a few scribbles, he came running back to Tavros, standing tall as he handed the boy the piece of paper.

"Sounds great Tavbro. Ever want to hang out and chill just e-mail or message me through PesterChum." He smiled, slipping his hands back into his pockets.

"Thanks Gamzee." Tavros stared at the piece of paper, his whole face lighting up softly as he continued to look at it. Damn, seeing that made Gamzee's whole body heat up. His heart was even louder.

Not cool heart.

"Yeah I'll, uh, make sure to chat with you soon." Tavros smiled brightly at Gamzee but it didn't last long until a familiar voice had called for the boy. The taller figure began walking towards the both of them, it didn't seem to be Tavros' father. Guy was too young, so who the fuck could it be, Gamzee had wondered.

"Tav, you're so lucky that I had answered the phone first. Dad thinks I'm just picking you up from Vriska's place." He was pretty tall but not as tall as Gamzee, maybe a few inches shorter and he was fairly muscled. He looked fairly similar to Tavros, brown eyes, brown hair except the taller one had dyed the tips red. He wore a bright red shirt with dark jeans and black converse.

"S-sorry Rufioh..uh, Vriska-" Rufioh had stopped his sentence when grabbing the handles of Tavros' wheelchair and starting to push him along. "I should have guessed." Rufioh glanced towards the clown and gave him glares but never once acknowledge Gamzee. That kind of hurt.

"B-bye Gamzee..uh, see ya later.." Tavros tried to wave goodbye to his new friend but Rufioh seemed to be stubborn and would purposely block his view of the clown.

Gamzee just waved his hand slightly an after ten minutes of waiting, his older brother Kurloz came to pick him up. Kurloz was a pretty cool brother in Gamzee's opinion, he never tried to get down on him or nag him about weed. Kurloz knew that it made Gamzee happy and who was he to take that away.

Finally getting home after a long and silent car ride, Gamzee headed up stairs into his room.

terminallyCapricious [TC] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG]

TC: wHaTs Up BeStFrIeNd? :o) HoNk

CG: LIKE YOU ACTUALLY GIVE A RATS ASS.

CG: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?

TC: HaRsH bRo AnD tHiS mOtHeRfUcKeR jUsT bE cUrIoUs AbOuT mY bEsTfRiEnDs DaY :oD

CG: FINE! TODAY WAS SO FUCKING WRETCHED THAT I ACTUALLY WANTED TO POSION MYSELF WITH THAT FUCKING FILTH YOU DRINK EVERYDAY

CG: HOW YOU STILL BREATHE IS BEYOND MY BELIEF BUT JUST WHEN I HAD DOUBTED THIS ASS OF A DAY I GAVE IT ANOTHER CHANCE AND WATCHED A GREAT MOVIE.

CG: SO FUCKING TELL ME WHY?

CG: FUCKING WHY I'M BACK TO SQUARE ONE AND WANT TO OFF MYSELF AGAIN?!

TC: …

CG: I'LL TELL YOU WHY! BECAUSE JUST AS THE MOIVE WAS GETTING TO THE GREATEST PART SOME SHITHEAD CAME ALONG AND DECIDED TO MESSAGE ME LATE IN THE NIGHT.

CG: HAPPY NOW THAT I'VE COMPLETELY OPENED MYSELF UP TO A MAKE-UP WEARING POTHEAD?!

TC: :o) hOnK

TC: lOvE yOu ToO bEsTfRiEnD

CG: JUST GO TO BED IDIOT SCHOOL IS TOMORROW

TC: nIgHt BeStFrIeNd ;o)

carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased pestering terminallyCapricious [TC]

Closing his laptop, Gamzee took his grumpy friends advice and went to bed but not before taking his meds. That shit almost slipped right out of his head and that wouldn't have been good for anyone. He had an awesome day ahead of him for tomorrow considering he was going to a new school with his best friend.

The clown boy wiped off all his make-up and snuggled into bed after turning off the lights. He was going to have a motherfuckin' great ass day tomorrow.

Just so everyone knows~ Vriska is a guy in this one :3 YEP~ I MADE THAT HAPPEN.

I just liked the idea better because I can make him somewhat more violent. Poor Tavros~!

PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF THERE WAS A LOT OF MISTAKES IN THIS! A CERTAIN SOMEONE WAS TOO LAZY TO PROOF READ IT D: MEEEEEE~!