(A/N) A close friend and myself were cassually talking about canniballism...and yaoi...and you can guess what came into our heads ;) And so i suggested, *insert spoiler alert here*, and she was like," Write it. NOW!" So I did :3 Rating will mostly go up to M so please watch out for it:) ENJOY!

I can still fully remember how this all happened even though it was around a year ago. He asked me to keep a diary most days to record how I was feeling and what I experienced so he could keep track on my health and if I was ok. It was just an ordinary night with extraordinary consequences:

It was my 21'st birthday and I and a couple of friends had hit the local club. It had been my second time clubbing but I was still slightly nervous of all the drug dealers and alcoholics at these kinds of things. But Aradia, Nepeta, Vriska, Dave and John reassured me that I would be fine. Aradia, Nepeta and Vriska had been my closest friends for a long time. Even though me and Vriska weren't too keen on each other, we got along ok. I had met Aradia and Nepeta over the internet via a roleplaying game we played as teens. When we met in person, it was so good to meet them. We had been the best of friends ever since, even though I wasn't the most confidant person to hold a conversation with.

I had met Dave at college. He was studying music and d-jing while I was studying zoology. We became rap buddies, even though his raps were far better than mine. He didn't seem to care though. At a time, I kinda had a crush on him. Yeah, yeah, I'm gay. So what? My dreams were shattered when I discovered that he already had a boyfriend- John Egbert. Even though I was broken-hearted and thoroughly hated him for a while, me and john had become good friends.

So anyways, coming back to present time. Or past, I get confused. Anyways, we stood outside the nightclub, lights and music blasting through the windows and the walls. We managed to get inside and the place was massive. I hadn't been here before, but Dave and John had on a date before.

I grabbed onto Aradia's arm as an obviously drunk man barged into us, waving his arms about and hooting in intoxicated hysteria. Ok, maybe a bad start. But I was determined to look grown up in front of my friends. I had just got over my shyness; there was no turning back now.

Our group walked deeper into the club, the lights reflecting onto our bodies. I'm immediately hypnotised by the flashing lights and loud music. I playfully tugged onto Aradia and Nepeta's arms and pull them along with me, giggling like an excited child. I see Dave, John and Vriska look us up and down with raised eyebrows before they laughed and joined us.

After about two hours of dancing and twerking, I decided to take a break and catch a breath. Leaning against a nearby wall, I watched as Dave "ironically" grinded up against John while somehow, maintaining his trademark poker face. I saw Aradia and Nepeta rocking out together, but Vriska was far away from the group, probably flirt-dancing with some guy. Leaning my head back and looking up at the ceiling, I swiped my hand over my brow, wiping away some of my sweat. I double checked that I still had everything that I arrived in, including my wallet, and looked around.

It was then that I saw him.

To my left was a tall man, that looked around my age, leaning against a wall and staring at me. I couldn't tell any particular features at this time, for it was extremely dark, but whenever a light flashed across his face, I could make out a pale face with a shaggy head of dark hair that looked like it needed cutting. I don't know how long he had been checking me out for, but when he saw me staring, he smiled and winked at me- making me blush and look down.

I continue to have a staring contest with the floor, hoping that my blush will fade back into my body and the awkward glances from the handsome stranger will leave my memory. But reality snaps back to me when I feel a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, bro. Are you all up and alright?"

It's a gentle, friendly voice that had a small chuckle to it, but the chuckle wasn't patronizing or mean, just a concerned chuckle, if that made any sense at all.

I raise my head to my left where the voice came from and fair enough, amongst the flashing lights and overly loud music, was the man I caught looking at me. My blood rose to my cheeks once again and my mouth widened slightly. Now up close, I got a good look at him. He wasn't naturally pale- he wore white and black face paint that made him look clown like. He had the most blue eyes I had ever seen. Those very eyes looked deeply into mine, as if looking into my soul, and made my heart melt. He smelt like fizzy soda and his small smile was absolutely dreamy. I only realised I was day dreaming into his face when he shook me gently and asked again if I was ok.

"Um...yeah. Everything's ok thank you" I stammered shyly.

He removed his hand from my shoulder and pointed in the opposite direction.

"Them yo friends over there, bro?"

I turned to look what he was pointing at. He was pointing at Dave, John, Aradia and Nepeta (Vriska still nowhere to be seen).

"Um, yes. It's my birthday today so were kind of celebrating." I had to shout slightly as the beat dropped in the music and other dancers thrashes their arms about around us.

"Motherfucking wicked bro! M'names Gamzee. Gamzee Makara. What's your's handsome?" He winked.

Even more blood rushed to my cheeks at his compliment but I replied with, "Tavros Nitram."

"Good to know ya, Tavvy. Hey, it's really motherfucking loud all up in here. Wanna go somewhere quieter?"

I considered this for a moment. I would have loved to go with this handsome stranger (he seemed interested in me- YES!) but what about my friends? Oh well, I thought, I have my phone. They can call when it's time to go home.

"Sure" I said, smiling. He smiled back and took my hand (SQUEE!) and led me through the club to a quieter area where hardly anyone was around. There was a table and a few chairs around it. He sat down on one of them and indicated for me to do the same.

For most of the night, we talked about our hobbies, our lives and our interests. I learned that this Gamzee Makara was a year older than myself (22), we shared our interests of rap music, he worked at a cheap music store down the street, he had a history of smoking marijuana( but was clean now), and most importantly, he swung both ways! So I defiantly had a chance with this handsome stra- Gamzee Makara.

Our fun quickly came to an end when my phone rang, a worried cat-faced text from Nepeta asking on my whereabouts. I politely excused myself, but not before Gamzee extracted some paper from his pocket, scribbled on it and handed it to me.

He pulled up his little finger and pointing finger and wiggled them by his ear. As I turned to walk away with a furious blush on my face I read the paper:

A number scribbled down along with a: Call Me ;O)

"Where the fuurrrick where you Tavros!" Nepeta exclaimed when I caught up with them.

"Sorry guys, I saw someone and just tagged along with them."

This highly amused Vriska of course,"Oh ho ho! My little Tavvy got lucky tonight then?"

"What!? No! I just got his number."

She left the conversation with a condescending wink.

I couldn't wait until I got home to call Gamzee. I was extremely attracted to him, but there was a strange something about him that my subconscious told me to stay away from, but I was so curious to find out what this certain something was- even if it cost me my life.