Author notes: hey guys! I'm going to write this fic because screw you I can! The pair: Pedro Infante X Cantinflas X other actors. This is going to be dramatic plus comedy kinds depending if I don't fuck this up like I do for the rest. Anyways if you do not like yaoi (male X male) please go, for the rest enjoy.

Pedro pov:

I wonder if he is still there. I walked out of my neighborhood, I hold on tightly on the basket full of food. I hope he is, it'll be ashame if he left. Poor fellow, people throwing him out of bars, restaurants, even shelters because he is different. I walked on the boulevard where the...where the "under class-men" were. The people quickly looked at my direction, I felt very uneasy with those eyes begging me to do something.

" Look at him," one said, " Thinking that he's the king!"

" Sleffish bastard!" One spit on the sidewalk.

Just ignore them.

" Hey puto!" A woman up on a balcony yell, " You want to sleep with a real woman?"

" He doesn't want your filthy shit!" A man from another balcony yelled, " he rather have the them slim clean ones than a filthy fat whore like you!"

" Ah fuck you!" They both laughed. I rolled my eyes knowing that they only wanted attention from me.

" What's wrong?" A old man sitting on a rocking chair asked.

" él está nervioso," a teen answered him, even though it wasn't true. A group of kids who were playing fútbol stopped and stared at me.

" hola," I tried to be friendly, but they only reply with a blank stare. At this point I felt really uncomfortable so I walked a bit faster.

I manage reach to the end of the boulevard, I stopped and scan the area. Where is he? I walked to the other section, I looked at every ally, shelter but nothing of him showed up. I felt like I'm just embarrassing myself here and I knew I wasn't being welcomed here. As I was about to walked off, I bumped into somebody.

" Ay! I'm sorry," I turned red, " I wasn't paying attention." I looked at the person and-

there he was! He was...beautiful than I last saw him.

" What the hell chato," he said, he grabbed his hat and smack me on the head. " Looking for a fight?"

" No! No, it's-" whack! Another hit in the head with his hat.

" I don't want to here it!" He huffed, " Just because you are rich and I am not, doesn't mean you can go and bump into every-"

" But-"

" Don't interrupt me when I'm talking!" Hitting me again with his hat. " Like I'm saying you-you can't be a puto to everyone Wh-who- Oh! You and the rest disgust me!" He pushed me, " I would just-Say what are you doing here anyways?"

I was scared to answer him thinking that he would hit me again.

" Well?"

" Well-I was looking for you." I quickly protected my head with the basket.

He didn't hit me. "¿Para qué?" He asked.

" T-to give you this," I quickly handed him the basket.

He gave a surprised look when he saw the gift I was giving him. He slowly place his hands on the side of the basket.

" For me?" He asked softly.

"si," I smiled.

" But...why?" He turned red.

Damn he's adorable " Well I've seen what people had treated you...a-and I'd thought I make some food and give it to you." I let him grab the basket.

We just stood there in silent, "i-i-gracias, " he gave an awkward smiled, " sorry if I had hit you."

" That is fine," I smiled. I looked at him, his body was beautifully slim, his face...I cannot describe on how handsome he is. " Um..,I better be going now., uh?"

" Cantinflas." He blushed.

" Bueno Cantinflas, soy Pedro. Tengo que irme."

"Oh ok," he said quickly. " goodbye, Pedro." I smiled and left.

it went...well.

Wnd of pt 1