Title: His Name (for now- any help here would be appreciated-)
Author: Pinch (Linly)
Number of Chaps Planned: Just two.
Rating: R because its slash content, and little kiddies cant understand boy love. Not hardcore tho. Probably on a Pg13 level so i may go that way
Disclaimer: I have been thinking a lot about growing up, and all of the relationships and broken hearts we go through…I always wonder how many times I said "I love you" to someone and knew I didn't mean it…It makes me think about all of the people that have said they love me and didn't mean it as well, and I get really pissed off, because I hate when people lie…I mean, if they were lying to get in my pants, that is one thing, but just for the sake of dragging this heart through the mud…I don't think anyone has ever used me for my body, and that really, really hurts…It really does…I want to be a booty call…Isn't that what we all want out of life; to be someone's "go to" sex slave…I forgot what I was talking about…Oh yeah, Love…Love sucks – Jaret/BFS See.. I love Newsies.. but I dont own them. Doesnt that suck?
Summary: Mush has dreams that wake him up screaming every night, when Skittery rushes to his side will he be surprised at what he finds?
Dedicated/Thanks: Dedicated to my Jayme Rae who kept me up all night last night and then left me so wide awake, when i decided to work on this. and Thanks to Holiday for the help. U rock.
Chapter 1.
Sweat beads rolled off his face in the darkness, the sheet covering him was soaked through and tangled around his legs confining him. Fingers grasped for something, clutching the blankets as he screamed out the familiar name. "SKITTERY!!!!!" He fell back to the mattress with his heart heaving in his chest, eyes closed tightly shut.
The startled voice coming from Mush was enough to wake the entire bunk room. Skittery sat up horrified and shook the thought of sleep from his mind. Racing over the end of the bed, onto the floor, and next to Mush he placed a concerned hand on the boys shoulder shaking him softly. "Mush.. Mush wake up, wat da hells da matta wit you?" His fingers rested there as Mush made a tiny sound opening his eyes and gasping for air. "Breathe! Wats goin on?!"
Mush could feel his cheeks burning from embarrassment. Licking his lips he shook his head searching for an answer. "nu-nuthin, bad dream" He mumbled and glanced down at the hand still on his body. "Sawry.. Ima just go wash me face.." He sat up but didn't turn, leaving the blankets where they were. Skittery dropped his hand to his side and nodded backing away slowly. Once he knew the others had drifted back to sleep he climbed from the bunk and walked to the wash room.
This wasn't the first time he dreamt of Skittery. Each time it got more and more realistic and covering up was getting harder. The first few times he shook it off as some weird occurrence but now the thought of Skittery's long fingers, his shaggy brown hair, and concerned eyes shook Mush's concentration. He could walk away during the day, avoid contact and glances, but at night he couldn't. He didn't want to sleep anymore, he didn't want those dreams, and mostly he didn't want to wake up to them not being real anymore.
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Skittery lie awake in his bunk. He hardly slept at night anymore because Mush would only wake him up screaming again. What was so horrible in these dreams that made Mush cry out like that? Why was he calling Skit's name? The two had been relatively close but never really best friends, Mush and Kid Blink were inseparable and Skittery had his random friends, mostly Race who was completely opposite of him in every way. Skittery's thoughts were broken as someone stirred in their sleep. The rustling of the sheets echoed in his ears as a voice broke the darkness.
"Oh God." The tone in Mush's voice was low and unmistakable. Skittery felt his stomach flip and a lump rise in his throat. Mush was awake, he was quiet and trying not to be heard by the others, probably thinking they were all asleep. Skittery licked his lips and slowly lowered himself to the ground feeling like he should leave the room. "Skit. Please. please" Mush's voice begged causing Skittery to turn quickly with wide eyes in the general direction of the bunks. He wasn't sure what he just heard, maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him. "Skittery" the voice continued, shaking lightly.
Lightheaded, he felt his face turn red and his ears becoming hot. Tears stung his eyes as anger rose in his throat. Skittery was frozen, he couldn't move his legs to run away and he couldn't raise his fist to attack in the dark. His hands trembled as he felt all his energy leaving his body.
The cry was muffled by something, but the sound of his hips falling back onto the bunk shook the air around Skittery. Minutes passed, it seemed like hours, Mush stirred slowly in his bunk. Skittery was released from his icy hold and sank back between the bunks until he hit the wall. He sat with knees raised up, his mind begging for an explanation. He could see a shadow moving toward the wash room.
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"Skit stayed back at tha bunks taday" Blink's words seemed to hold a hidden meaning.
"I noticed" Mush held the last of his morning papers in his hands.
"Maybe you should go back and check on him, he looked kina pale"
"Why would I do dat? He's a'ight" Mush began to get a little angry.
"I'se jes sayin.. He's been takin care ah yew when yew wake up from dem bad dreams.. maybe you shoul' return da favor"
"Oh.." Mush fiddled with the papers in his hands "Well I'se still got deese papes ta sell an' all"
"I can take care ah 'em" Blink reached for the papers and grinned. " 'sides, I'se no wheah neah finished anyway." He was pushing Mush toward the lodging house now.
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Mush's heart felt like it was going to explode, he hadn't been alone with Skittery since before the dreams began. He climbed the stairs skipping the one that creaked loudly in case Skittery might be asleep. At first glance the room was empty, he felt a wave of relief rush over him. Maybe Skit had decided to get up an' sell da after noon papes... Mush sat down on a bottom bunk looking at his feet, letting thoughts run through his mind. Something moved. Mush raised his head to see Skittery clad only in his underwear, hair clinging to his face, and a towel over his right shoulder. He let his eyes follow the trail of water droplets sliding down his back. His breath became small gasps as his mind screamed for a diversion. The sound startled the other boy who spun around, pink lips parted already knowing who was in the room. A painful silence fell.
Skittery's hair began to dry, springy curls framing his face. Mush could feel the heat of the room closing in on him, but fear kept him from moving. Suddenly aware of his lack of clothing Skittery fumbled with the towel and pinned it around his waist. Blindly reaching for his pants he disappeared for the wash room.
Mush could feel the stinging of tears behind his eyelids. Skittery knew, and hated him.
Author: Pinch (Linly)
Number of Chaps Planned: Just two.
Rating: R because its slash content, and little kiddies cant understand boy love. Not hardcore tho. Probably on a Pg13 level so i may go that way
Disclaimer: I have been thinking a lot about growing up, and all of the relationships and broken hearts we go through…I always wonder how many times I said "I love you" to someone and knew I didn't mean it…It makes me think about all of the people that have said they love me and didn't mean it as well, and I get really pissed off, because I hate when people lie…I mean, if they were lying to get in my pants, that is one thing, but just for the sake of dragging this heart through the mud…I don't think anyone has ever used me for my body, and that really, really hurts…It really does…I want to be a booty call…Isn't that what we all want out of life; to be someone's "go to" sex slave…I forgot what I was talking about…Oh yeah, Love…Love sucks – Jaret/BFS See.. I love Newsies.. but I dont own them. Doesnt that suck?
Summary: Mush has dreams that wake him up screaming every night, when Skittery rushes to his side will he be surprised at what he finds?
Dedicated/Thanks: Dedicated to my Jayme Rae who kept me up all night last night and then left me so wide awake, when i decided to work on this. and Thanks to Holiday for the help. U rock.
Chapter 1.
Sweat beads rolled off his face in the darkness, the sheet covering him was soaked through and tangled around his legs confining him. Fingers grasped for something, clutching the blankets as he screamed out the familiar name. "SKITTERY!!!!!" He fell back to the mattress with his heart heaving in his chest, eyes closed tightly shut.
The startled voice coming from Mush was enough to wake the entire bunk room. Skittery sat up horrified and shook the thought of sleep from his mind. Racing over the end of the bed, onto the floor, and next to Mush he placed a concerned hand on the boys shoulder shaking him softly. "Mush.. Mush wake up, wat da hells da matta wit you?" His fingers rested there as Mush made a tiny sound opening his eyes and gasping for air. "Breathe! Wats goin on?!"
Mush could feel his cheeks burning from embarrassment. Licking his lips he shook his head searching for an answer. "nu-nuthin, bad dream" He mumbled and glanced down at the hand still on his body. "Sawry.. Ima just go wash me face.." He sat up but didn't turn, leaving the blankets where they were. Skittery dropped his hand to his side and nodded backing away slowly. Once he knew the others had drifted back to sleep he climbed from the bunk and walked to the wash room.
This wasn't the first time he dreamt of Skittery. Each time it got more and more realistic and covering up was getting harder. The first few times he shook it off as some weird occurrence but now the thought of Skittery's long fingers, his shaggy brown hair, and concerned eyes shook Mush's concentration. He could walk away during the day, avoid contact and glances, but at night he couldn't. He didn't want to sleep anymore, he didn't want those dreams, and mostly he didn't want to wake up to them not being real anymore.
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Skittery lie awake in his bunk. He hardly slept at night anymore because Mush would only wake him up screaming again. What was so horrible in these dreams that made Mush cry out like that? Why was he calling Skit's name? The two had been relatively close but never really best friends, Mush and Kid Blink were inseparable and Skittery had his random friends, mostly Race who was completely opposite of him in every way. Skittery's thoughts were broken as someone stirred in their sleep. The rustling of the sheets echoed in his ears as a voice broke the darkness.
"Oh God." The tone in Mush's voice was low and unmistakable. Skittery felt his stomach flip and a lump rise in his throat. Mush was awake, he was quiet and trying not to be heard by the others, probably thinking they were all asleep. Skittery licked his lips and slowly lowered himself to the ground feeling like he should leave the room. "Skit. Please. please" Mush's voice begged causing Skittery to turn quickly with wide eyes in the general direction of the bunks. He wasn't sure what he just heard, maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him. "Skittery" the voice continued, shaking lightly.
Lightheaded, he felt his face turn red and his ears becoming hot. Tears stung his eyes as anger rose in his throat. Skittery was frozen, he couldn't move his legs to run away and he couldn't raise his fist to attack in the dark. His hands trembled as he felt all his energy leaving his body.
The cry was muffled by something, but the sound of his hips falling back onto the bunk shook the air around Skittery. Minutes passed, it seemed like hours, Mush stirred slowly in his bunk. Skittery was released from his icy hold and sank back between the bunks until he hit the wall. He sat with knees raised up, his mind begging for an explanation. He could see a shadow moving toward the wash room.
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"Skit stayed back at tha bunks taday" Blink's words seemed to hold a hidden meaning.
"I noticed" Mush held the last of his morning papers in his hands.
"Maybe you should go back and check on him, he looked kina pale"
"Why would I do dat? He's a'ight" Mush began to get a little angry.
"I'se jes sayin.. He's been takin care ah yew when yew wake up from dem bad dreams.. maybe you shoul' return da favor"
"Oh.." Mush fiddled with the papers in his hands "Well I'se still got deese papes ta sell an' all"
"I can take care ah 'em" Blink reached for the papers and grinned. " 'sides, I'se no wheah neah finished anyway." He was pushing Mush toward the lodging house now.
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Mush's heart felt like it was going to explode, he hadn't been alone with Skittery since before the dreams began. He climbed the stairs skipping the one that creaked loudly in case Skittery might be asleep. At first glance the room was empty, he felt a wave of relief rush over him. Maybe Skit had decided to get up an' sell da after noon papes... Mush sat down on a bottom bunk looking at his feet, letting thoughts run through his mind. Something moved. Mush raised his head to see Skittery clad only in his underwear, hair clinging to his face, and a towel over his right shoulder. He let his eyes follow the trail of water droplets sliding down his back. His breath became small gasps as his mind screamed for a diversion. The sound startled the other boy who spun around, pink lips parted already knowing who was in the room. A painful silence fell.
Skittery's hair began to dry, springy curls framing his face. Mush could feel the heat of the room closing in on him, but fear kept him from moving. Suddenly aware of his lack of clothing Skittery fumbled with the towel and pinned it around his waist. Blindly reaching for his pants he disappeared for the wash room.
Mush could feel the stinging of tears behind his eyelids. Skittery knew, and hated him.
