Fatal Obsession

Disclaimer: I don't own Drake and Josh, nor do I intend to profit from this written work. It's simply me getting an idea outside the confines of my mind.

RandomNotes: I've been gone from Fanfiction a long time, the real world sank its teeth deep into my essence, and, I've been trapped. I'm rusty, I'm tinkering with a different show, and I've plenty cruel things on the mind. Cut me a little slack, okay? I'm not on my own computer, and I'm working 40 hours a week, updates may be slow, but I always finish what I start, Promise, so, enjoy, and, Hello to all of you I've missed! I am so very exhausted...

Chapter one.

He sat within the polyester walls of the grey minivan, the only illumination a pale green from the screen of his remained oblivious to everything when he was texting, everything except those sounds of the outside world. More pacifically, the sound of his voice, flowing through the air like the sweetest harmony. That chuckle, ah yes, he cold see it now, that grin! Every movement of his body from the wave of his short dark hair to the swing of his legs made Shane's flesh crawl. Was there ever a creature so beautiful as Drake Parker?

But these weren't questions he was supposed to ask. He had to keep away, couldn't let these thoughts control him. Drake was too perfect, to pursue him, to hold him would be more disastrous them loving Evan. More unpredictable then Elisa, but, loving anyone would be different then Elisa, she had loved him of her own will… "And look where that got her…" Shane thought softly as he continued to watch Drake and his brother walk into their house. He was always watching.

Outside the school, where the girls flanked his every move. In the dark cornors of the theatre where he watched them kiss. The mall, the park, the parking lot, The club where he played his music. Anywhere where there was a roadside, anywhere he wouldn't seem suspicious, he was watching.

"So, the party's at Cindy's?" Josh asked, skeptical of his brother's plans.

"Yeah," Drake grinned, then turned back to his phone to text yet another girl. "you should go Josh, there'll be a lot of girls." Drake pushed. He wasn't sure there'd be any girl's for Josh, he just wanted a safe ride home later.

"Are you going to ditch me at the door again?" Josh asked, a hint of sarcasm on his voice. The last time he'd followed Drake on the party train, Drake had left him on the welcome mat, unsure of what the do, or where to move too. Josh had fumbled about for two hours.

"Not right away," Drake joked. "I wanna meet this girl, she says she'll be there."

"The one you've been texting for the last two weeks? I thought you'd meet her already?"

Drake smiled, lips curled into a blend of excitement and mischief. "No, she says she's not back in town until this weekend."

That grin! That stunning twist of flesh! It was when he could see Drake's eyes, and those mischievous grins seemed meant for him, those were the moments when he wanted the boy. When he didn't care about risk or danger. And it was seeing that look on Drakes features, under the pale moonlight that triggered a need he no longer cared to fight.

I cant wait to meet you at the party! Sweet dreams.

The final text of the night was sent, he watched greedily as Drake Fumbled with his phone across the street, as he smiled, and as he disappeared into his house for the night.

Shane sat inside his tomb-like vehickle for several minutes before finally turning the keys. He had four days to decide, to fight this madenning need to have Drake Parker within his grasp. Although, after that look, he doubted he needed three minutes. The darker side of himself, the cruel side, was hungry.

Note: Its short, and, I do believe my cat stepped on the keyboard more then once… Critique and compliments are welcome. They're kinda like the Salt and Band-aides for my creative wounds.