Author's Note: Ace Merrill one-shot time! This has been sitting in Doc Manager for months and months until tonight when I was supposed to be writing chapter 6 of Officially Tied and somehow ended up completing this, procrastinating much! Anyway I hope you enjoy this little one-shot and maybe drop a review? :)

Enjoy!

Warning: Language/Violence.

This one-shot was Beta'd by Entangler (If you haven't check out her story Out on a Limb it's one of the best Ace Merrill fics around)

Reckless Thrills
TheGoofyCat

You know, sometimes I wonder how I get myself into these sorts of situations. Is it due to outright stupidity? Or is it due to reckless thrill-seeking? You know, sometimes I wonder if I do actually like it.

Of course, it all started because he couldn't keep his dick in his pants. Hell, he still can't! So, yet again, I find myself watching as his fist collides with my date-for-the-night's face. Same fist! Different face! I glance over at his friends who are all sitting on the hood of a beat-up car, cheering and laughing. No doubt, this is the only entertainment they'll get this weekend. They all 'Ooooooh' as they watch my date send a quick punch back in retaliation.

I really think I picked good this time. After all, I did hitch a ride to the toughest bar in the whole county, and as soon as I saw this guy, I knew he would press all of Ace's buttons. He was good looking, stocky and up for a fight. Too bad his brains are in his pants.

I can read Ace like a book. He would say otherwise, but I can. They wouldn't call us high-school sweethearts if I didn't know him like the back of my hand. High-school sweethearts? Sounds like a fairytale, doesn't it?

I bite my lip as I watch the guy bust Ace's.

My feet feel like dancing as adrenaline rushes through my body and I play with my hair out of habit. I wrap a thick strand around my finger and then let it go. The curl stays for a few moments before falling flat.

I feel Ace's eyes on me and I quickly look his way. Our eyes meet, he gives me a smirk and then a wink. His lip has been busted open and he spits blood on the ground before turning his attention back to his fighting. I can tell he's going to be real sore in the morning. That's how I know I picked good.

It was him who started all this. If he hadn't smiled at the girl at the record store then I wouldn't have picked a fight, he wouldn't have bitten back, I wouldn't have slapped him, he wouldn't have shoved me out of the door, and I wouldn't have shouted at him. Well, I could go on and on, but the bottom line is that he told me to go find some new asshole to boss around, so I did. And I picked the biggest one I could find.

I watch as Ace slams the guy's body into the bonnet of a car, knocking him clean out. Ace's pride takes over and he puffs out his chest. "This asshole's gonna be seeing stars for the next couple of days," he tells his buddies with a grin as he wipes the blood off of his face. He then proceeds to tell everyone else who is watching, "Playtime's over! So beat it!" They all listen. He kicks the guy one last time in the ribs and then strolls over to his friends. He whispers something into Richard Chambers' ear, who nods and motions for my cousin Vince to help him out. The two walk over to the passed out guy - you know, I don't think I even asked for his name - drag him away and dump him on the edge of the sidewalk.

I sit myself up on the hood of Ace's car and cross my legs, tilting my head as I play with my hair again. "Tell me, Johnny? Are you just about done?"

"Well, that depends," he shrugs as he strolls towards me. He leans in and grabs my neck to whisper in my ear, "Are you?" I can't help smile as I feel his hot breath on my neck.

"Gee, Johnny, I don't know how many more guys I can watch you fight. It ain't nice seeing all blood and beer everywhere." I uncross my legs and wrap them around him, grabbing hold of his shirt collar.

"Now, what kind of husband would I be if I just stood back and let my wife walk around the town with strange men?" He pulls my body into his.

"The kind that likes the thrill." This time, it's my turn to whisper in his ear. "And what kind of wife would I be if I didn't give into my husband's needs every once in awhile?"

"I'd call that reckless," he states. My left hand goes into the right pocket of his jeans and I pull out his favorite carton of cigarettes. I take one from the box and place it in his mouth. "You know, you could've just taken the one from behind my ear."

"Yeah," I sigh, "but you know I like smoking that one." I reach over and pull the said cigarette from behind his ear.

"You're disgusting!" he winces as he watches me place it between my lips.

"You love it!"

"Mmmm," he smirks as he lights his cigarette and then mine. "You owe me five bucks."

My jaw drops to the floor. "What? And why's that?"

"That fight was by far the easiest of them all," he smirks proudly. "So, pay up!"

"No way! You cheated! No objects, remember? And I'm pretty sure a car is an object!". It's just like him to back out of a fair and square deal. "Plus, your lip's still bleeding."

Instinctively, he wipes the corner of his mouth with his free hand. "Car or no car, he would've been dead!"

"Bullshit!"

"Oh, yeah?"

"Ten bucks, the next guy is going to kick your face in."

"Ten bucks says he doesn't."

"Deal!"

"Deal!" He smirks as our hands lock together and we shake on it.


Shout-out to Entangler, FirtCome-FirstStaked for reviewing. (Any new reviewers I will come back and add)