A/N Heya ;) I was listening to the song and thought it was PERFECT for Scip/Prop slashy stuff :D I cut out some of the lyrics that made no sense to what was happening and changed girl to boy twice for obvious reasons :) R&R for more Thief Lord-ness!

I don't own. Obviously.

P.s. Lyrics are in Italics. Duh.

'Scipio! You've been gone for ages! Where the fuck have you been?'

'Why do you ask? Did you miss me Prop?' I smirked delightfully at him.

Missed me, missed me, now you've got to kiss me.

'No. I just...' Prosper licked his lips nervously.

If you kiss me, mister, I might tell my father and my father, mister, he won't be too happy

'Good, cause if you missed me, Something bad might happen..' I said my eyes darting away from his.

And he'll have his lawyer come up from the city and arrest you, mister,

'But I don't, so nothing will.' He said in a failed attempt at confidence.

So I wouldn't miss me if you get me, mister, see?

'Well if I missed you, it would mean something.' Prosper said softly.

If you kiss me, mister, you must think I'm pretty.

'Something?' I asked playfully.

If you think so, mister, you must want to fuck me.

'Yeah. Something.' he said coldly.

If you fuck me, mister, it must mean you love me.

'But I don't, so it doesn't.' He said, avoiding my gaze.

If you love me, mister, you would never leave me it's as simple as can be!

'Did you miss ME, while you were out?' he asked staring into my face.

If you miss me, mister, why do you keep leaving?

'Well... Ughm...' I had no idea what to say to him without giving away my feelings.

If you trick me, mister, I will make you suffer

'Well?'

And they'll get you, mister, put you in the slammer and forget you,

'Maybe.' I whispered.

Mister, then you'll miss me won't you, miss me
won't you miss me?

'You said you would be back soon. I waited.' he said the hurt spilling from his eyes.

If you kiss me, mister, take responsibility.

'I'm sorry, I was held up.' His eyes glistened with moisture. I feared that I would begin to cry too.

I'm fragile, mister, just like any boy would be and so misunderstood

'I bet you didn't even care that I was gone!' I felt myself spit hatefully.

So treat me delicately.

'How can you even fucking say that?' He shouted, stepping closer to me.

Now you've gone and done it,
hope you're happy...

'I worry my fucking brains out every time you step out that door!' he screamed hysterically, 'I'm so fucking scared that you've been caught that I can't sleep or eat when you're not here!'

it serves you right for kissing little boys, but I'll visit, if you miss me.

'I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking when I said that.' I whispered gently, putting my hand on his shoulder.'

Say you miss me.

'Did you miss me, Scip?'

'You know that's hard to answer simply.'

Do you miss me?

'Do you care about me?'

Will you kiss me through the window?

'Of course.'

Do you miss me, miss me?

'You know how much I care about you.' He said stepping to become face-to-face with me.

Will they ever let you go?

'You know I feel the same.' I whispered looking into his deep blue eyes. He touched his lips softly to mine then whispered gently...

'I miss my mister so.'