Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction, there's no resemblance to actual persons, places or events. If so it is utterly not intended. I do NOT own Monster High or anything to do with it, thank you!

Fire Within

Chapter One

Jackson Jekyll was supposed to be in Mad Science – his most favourite class – he wasn't present there today. But he did go to school. Cutting class wasn't something he used to do, until he began dating the completely irresistible Deuce Gorgon.

A soft moan escaped the normie's lips as his flame kissed him passionately in the depth of the catacombs. It was the only place they could think of in a pinch. It was dark, also a little damp but that didn't bother the two of them. Jackson kissed back with the same inner heat Deuce was giving him. Soon he shoved his infatuation up against the stone catacomb wall. It was on now.

Deuce took no time obliging, taking off his shirt at a simple visual request from his delicate normie. He couldn't help but adore the way he paid special attention to his finely tuned chest and abdomen. It drove him wild when the other kissed his chest and stomach. He was extremely proud of being physically fit and athletic. His body was Jackson's temple to do whatever he pleased, whenever he pleased.

Jackson took off his glasses, tossing them aside carelessly – he didn't need them to feel the connection between he and his current lover. Running his hands down the bare chest of Deuce Gorgon was always thrilling. But it was even more so when they were at school – and this, well it wasn't the first time. "Jackson... my turn?" he caressed the soft porcelain skin of his beloved.

"Not yet, just be patient..." he purred seductively, capturing the other's lips in another heated lip-lock.

"Well, y'all just ain't got no shame do ya!"

Jackson bolted off of Deuce when he heard the voice of someone else. Especially a familiar southern-belle twang.

"Relax Jekyll, I ain't gonna say nothin'," She smirked, tapping her heel upon the cement flooring. "y'all look soo scary cute though! At least lemme serenade the both o' ya? I gotta work on my ballads anyhow."

Deuce couldn't care less, as long as it meant Jackson didn't have to leave his arms. Jackson was about to say something, when he had a sweet interruption – a simple kiss from his boyfriend, continuing the game and leading the chase.

Several moments passed, the two males just wrapped up in one another, Jackson's button up shirt perfectly unfastened and the gorgon embracing him close, touching the small of his back. Upon live, loud instruments being played a very familiar transformation was taking place right then and there. "Ahh! Noo!" Were the only words Jackson got out, before making a painfully awkward change there in his boyfriend's arms.

"WHOA! Too close for comfort man!" None other than Holt Hyde backed up quickly, almost in fear. "I don't know what'cha doin' here, but uh... this is mine." He referred to his body with simple gestures. "And what's yours, is over there." He shook it off and ran quickly out of the catacombs.

Operetta had totally forgotten Jackson's lack of being able to remain in form when music was played. She saw the whole thing unravel. Her eyes of a beautiful hue shifted over to a saddened, half-naked Deuce Gorgon. "He... he don't know, does he?"

Deuce pushed his sunglasses up further on his nose, exhaling sharply. "Jackson is my boyfriend, but Holt... not so much."

"Oh my."

"Yeah, it's... it's pretty complicated dudette." He stated, as if she hadn't thought of it already.

Operetta tossed back some hair over her shoulder. She gave her head a shake. "I'll sure say. Don't worry pumpkin, he'll come around. Ya gonna head to class?"

Deuce gave a nod, "Probably. The mom's up my butt about my grades, she doesn't want me to hit rock bottom in academics, y'know?"

"Yeah, she just cares like any momma does."

Deuce couldn't fully agree that his mother was like any other mom. Not when he knew her a lot better than that. He wouldn't dare open up to her about his relationship with Jackson. Cleo was one thing – she just didn't like her. But for her son to be dating... another boy? - she just could not find out. It'd be the end of all the un-dead – and that would be something! "I gotta go, thanks Operetta, catch ya around."

She waved him off as he put his shirt back on, leaving the catacombs and heading back to Monster High, to attend class – which he really had no intentions of doing in the first place. If only his plans hadn't changed so abruptly. He didn't want to be in class, he wanted to hear the loud moans of pleasure he'd be giving his boyfriend right now... not the lecture in Dead Languages. But whatever, good things always came to those who waited – right?

"Ooh hey Frankie Fine!" Holt flashed a wide grin, from one ear right to the other. He loved courting Frankie... plus any other female who would give him the time of day.

"Hi Holt, how's Jackson?" She asked him eagerly, wondering if those two ever really saw eye to eye just yet. It seemed to be a long time coming. Especially lately, he appeared to be less associated with Jackson than normal. It was a little peculiar.

"Don't know, don't quite care baby doll." He looked her in the eyes, "Why, you lookin' for him?" asking in a semi-interrogating manner.

Frankie shook her head, her black and white hair in a gore-geous side swept fishtail braid. She didn't want to be with someone who couldn't accept the other side of himself, or even come to a truce for that matter. But thing is, if Jackson's seeing someone, shouldn't Holt also be seeing the same someone? "Not really, can't I just ask about the other half of you?"

"Ahh my Frankie Fine you're killin' me ghoul. He ain't the other side that completes me – that could be you sweet thang."

Frankie sighed, holding her books closer to her chest. "Well, it probably isn't. I told you Holt, until you can accept Jackson – nothing's going to happen between us and when I say something, I stick to it, plain and simple. Now, go on and create another 'bangin' beat' or something. Whatever you do that won't get you into too much trouble." She giggled, but only semi-enthused.

Holt patted where his heart would be, "You... Frankie Fine, are a tough shell to crack, but I'll get to crackin' ya one day. And when I do, ya won't be able to resist THIS FACE, and goodnight – Frankie Fine."

She giggled and rolled her eyes, "See ya later, Holt." Parting ways from him in the hallway, just shaking her head at his on-going antics.

It wasn't until the end of school when Deuce and Jackson met up again. "Hey, I missed you so much." Deuce swept in and kissed Jackson's cheek, making the other blush and nearly drop all his books. He smiled at the gesture, the sweet gesture was almost too much to handle. He wanted to strip his boyfriend down right then and there to resume what they were doing before Holt rudely interrupted it.

"Not as much as I missed you. I wrote your name down on my test in Mad Science, not my own." Deuce laughed. "That's not even the best part," Jackson began his explanation. "Hackington told me I had it real bad." Deuce laughed harder. "I know right? Hack was telling me I have it badly." He sighed, finishing up shoving his binders in his backpack. "I already know how bad I have it for you." He grabbed Deuce's vest and pulled him closer, taking the other's sunglasses off as he snuck in a kiss, creating a whole new level of vulnerability for them both right there in the halls of Monster High.

Jackson put them right back on before Deuce could open his eyes, thus avoiding potential disaster but adoring every second. "Jackson, you're so full of surprises. You pull something new every single time we're together." Deuce grinned, "It's kinda cool dude."

Jackson rolled his eyes, "Hey, dude..." mocking his significant other brightly. "please stop that, I'm not just some dude. Or at least I hope I'm not." He paused for a second, watching Deuce intently for a negative reaction, but there wasn't one. He was listening just as intently as his boyfriend was speaking. "I'm not part of your bromance," he chuckled. "I'm your romance and there is a difference y'know?"

He then nodded, "Absolutely, bad habit."

Jackson poked Deuce's nose. "No worries, I'm just saying."

Grabbing his backpack and his boyfriend sighed. "Jacksooonn."

"What?"

Deuce narrowed his eyes at his lover's backpack. "I'm beginning to feel second best to your homework."

Jackson smiled, "You can't be serious right now."

Deuce raised a brow above his sunglasses. "What if I was?"

Jackson thought about it, "Then... I would... papershred my homework, I totally would. Just to spend time with you, you should know that." He kissed Deuce's soft lips, a soft moan escaping. "Mhm, and we are going to continue where we left off earlier. That I promise you... but right after studying."

Deuce heaved a contented sigh as he held the hand of his boyfriend, the ups and downs of dating a nerd. But a hot nerd... well that was an easy compromise.

Here it is, the wining option to my polls. I hope anyone who reads this, enjoys it just as much as I'm enjoying writing it! Don't fear for the option that didn't win, it will be posted soon too! No idea usually goes unwritten with me xD New stories are always soo much fun. Please don't forget to R & R, I'd love to know what'cha thought!

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