Lovers Are Lunatics

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This fanfic is completely slash-oriented, meaning it's yaoi, boy's love, boy/boy pairing—whatever term you use for it. Please do not read if you find it offensive.

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Chapter One: Collapse

Aqualad

Burning embers crashed around us two of my teammates ran through the flaming building. I pulled a small girl off the stairwell just as the ceiling crashed in around us, making my dizziness increase.

"Aqualad!" Bumblebee yelled from behind me, grabbing the brunette girl tightly. She raised her voice even more to cover the ambulance's sirens outside. "I want you to get out of here! You don't look so good!"

"This house is coming down!" Speedy shouted, leaping down from an upper level, carrying a woman and dragging a teenage boy with him. "We need to get out!"

"Is everyone out?" Bumblebee wondered loudly, holding onto my shoulder as I swayed, the colors, sounds, and heat of the flames dancing across my senses and complicating my vision.

"Yeah!" Speedy yelled. "Family of four! One's outside already and these are the other three. Dog and two cats outside and leashed, gerbil in cage being transported to an Aunt's house!"

"Great! Out, everyone!" she barked, pulling me out of the nearest doorway. I felt hot ashes fall onto my arms, a shower of pain and too much warmth raining down upon me until fresh air came at last. I inhaled sharply, my lungs unable to take in sufficient amounts of oxygen.

"Whoa!" I heard Speedy yelp from my right. I tried to look over at him, but couldn't manage to coordinate my movements. "Dude, are you okay? Can your 'lantis lungs handle that smoke? Bee, put the girl down; we're out of the flames! She's safe! Get over here! He's not-"

"No," I mumbled, tripping as my vision spun. I saw the flames again and turned the other way, only to meet with them again. "Why are we back inside?"

"We aren't," I heard Bumblebee mutter. A hand was on my shoulder, heating my skin to the extent of pain. "Aqualad, you-"

I interrupted her by pulling away from the hand. "It stings," I gasped, rubbing the sore, aching area. Without intention, my knees seemed to melt into the ground and I fell, the uncompromising asphalt stinging me.

"Hey!" Speedy yelled somewhere above me; I was falling forward and the last thing I knew before blackness overwhelmed me was the bitter taste of blood in my mouth.

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I realize that this chapter is quite short—they will get longer, I promise.

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