I start walking silently only to hear footsteps after me. Okay. He was nice... No no... Eridan was nice. I had to start using his name more. But I told him not to follow me. I paused and waited for a few seconds. He ran straight into my back.

"A-Ah...! Sorry..." he stumbles backwards a bit. I roll my bi coloured eyes behind matching glasses. He looks down and I continue to walk. I hear thunder and stop in my tracks, looking at the sky, which was darkening. I shiver runs down my spine. Shit! I think. I hated... HATED storms. Any kind made me freak out. I grit my teeth and press the shuffle button on my iPod. I can feel him peering over my shoulder, looking at all the songs I had on the device. Well... I was a hacker and all. I didn't flaunt it though. I shoved it into my pocket, locking it. I look at my watch. It was already almost noon. I gulp as a raindrop hits me. My pace quickens. Maybe he would get stuck in the storm and stay out at work. He as in my step-father. I start running toward my house, Eridan meeting my fast feet.

"W-where are w-we goin?" he asks. I growl at myself. I should've told him to scram when I had the chance. No the less I look at him, the rain starting to fall more densely now.

"Uhh... My house. If... My thtep-father ithn't there. But..." He wasn't going to just leave him out in the rain if his step-dad was home. "Well.. If he ith home, jutht be quiet okay? I glance at him, seeing a swift nod. Thunder cracks and I whimper slightly.
Stupid to be afraid of storms. Not really. Behind ever fear is a story. Mine's short-ish. When I was younger, about 13, my step-father locked my out in the middle of a thunderstorm and I almost froze to death. It was only at 3:00 AM that my sister, Tarrah, got off her night shift and let me in the house. She about went off on him. About snapped his head off. He didn't ever yell at her. He never yelled at her. She could get him and his reputation ruined. As a 22 year old, she drank a tiny bit, enough to keep sober but enough to stop worrying for a night.

I burst in the back door, Tarrah there to meet me. And Eridan. She had two towels, wrapping me up in one and handing one to Eridan, looking at him.

"Eridan, Tarrah. Tarrah, Eridan." I mumble the meeting, giving her a small smile and run up to my room. I pause Eridan before we enter, slipping off my shoes and picking them up. Eridan does the same. I guess he didn't want to disrespect me or my house. I roll my eyes. I could feel garage open and swear a bit to myself. My computer was on still from forgetting to turn it off the night before, playing A Tale of Six Trillion Years and A Night. I hum along quietly. I walk over and sit on my soft bed after removing my jacket. I could hear Tarrah telling him I had a guest over and to stay out and away from my room.

I reach across my bed and grab a box of crackers. Taking a few I hold it out to Eridan, swinging it. He takes on and nibbles on it. I sigh and flop over, staring at the other boy, surveying him. Tall, shiny black hair, a weird blonde stripe in his hair, tall-ish, long fingers, knees shaking slightly, glasses falling down his nose, loose fitting clothing. I stop there. Though... Pretty purple eyes, perfect shaped nose, small fang like teeth in the front. He was underweight and looked starved, like he hasn't had anything to eat for days. He was savoring the cracker. I raise an eyebrow at him. Thunder rumbles through the sky and I whimper. He takes notice. I mean who wouldn't? I had my pillow over my head to make the sound go away. He cautiously touches my head.

His comforting head is ripped away when Tarrah rushes into my room, taking note to the wet clothing we still had on. She more of a mother to me than an older sister. I blink at her. She rips through my dresser, finding two sleep outfits for me... and Eridan. He blushes and shakes his head.

"If you remain in soaked clothing you'll get sick," she insists, shoving the clothing into his hand. I watch from under the pillow and she walks toward me. A small whimper escapes my throat and she sits down beside me. "Get up and get some clean, dry clothes on so you don't get your bed wet." she mostly whispers to me, putting a hand on my back. I nod and slowly get out of the bed. I turn away from Eridan, striping of my shirt. I was skinny, but not skin and bones. I could tell he saw my ribs as I pulled a blank black shirt on. I peel my jeans off, handing them to Tarrah and slip on the soft sweat pants. I turn to face him, the dry clothing still in his hands. With a small blush he taking off his purple shirt first. He was so skinny. Fragile, Frail... Vulnerable... he pulls on a blue-ish shirt on, it being very loose. I turn away as he takes off his drenched purple and indigo striped sweats and slides on my a pair of white, soft pants that I have no idea how I got them. He somewhat grimaces at the unmatching clothing. Tarrah takes the clothing and heads downstairs, throwing them in the dryer and starting it. I hear the fire click on the stove and smell her start making a dinner. She was the provider at the house, working and buying some of the food.

I was starting to think it was a good idea to bring him home. He would have a warm, cozy sleep. A good meal and maybe a fun time. And I had someone to be with during the storm, and maybe he would even comfort me.

"Hey," I suddenly say, startling him. "Wanna play minecraft or thomething?" I ask, a small smile on my face as he tilts his head.

"Uh... Sure..." he mumbles, walking over closer to me. I turn the console on and hand him the controller. I was smiling as soom as he tried to find out how to move. He finds that out and walks right into water. "U-uh..." he was a bit panicked when he couldn't find out how to get back to the surface. I place my hand on the top of his and press his thumb down on the A button. I can see him blush a bit more. We'd only met and I was actually getting along with this jackass from an alley way. Never thought I would hear myself think that. He gets back to land and I explain the controllers buttons up until he walks into my village. There was like ten houses, a huge hotel, and a few tiny stores. I see him stare in awe. I chuckle softly and hear Tarrah call for Dinner. Pressing the saved button, I hop up and usher him to follow, going downstairs to see my mom, step-dad and sister.

"Sollux," I hear a voice call. "Who is you're friend?" he asks.

"Uh... Dad, thith ith Eridan. Eridan thith ith my dad." I see Eridan out the corner of my eye wave slightly. "Mom thith ith Eridan, Eridan my mom. You already meet Tarrah." I mumble, pulling him along to sit beside me. Tarrah sits on the other side of me, handing everyone a plate. There was corn on the cob, steak, shrimp, and other delicious smelling foods. I stab a steak for Eridan and one for myself, then a bowlful of shrimp for the three of us to share.

"I heard you got in a fight last night. Mind telling me what it was about?" he asks, noticing the gauze wrap on my arm. I sigh softly.

"They were going to hurt me so I jutht thcared them off." I say, looking at my mom. "May we take this to my room?" I ask mainly to Tarrah, who nods. We head back upstairs, a smaller bowl of shrimp to leave her with some. I start digging in right away but Eridan just looks at the food, poking at the steak. I narrow my eyes, reaching over and cutting a small piece off. I shove it in his mouth before he can protest. His face brightens and he chews it slowly before swallowing. A small glint in his eyes showed he liked the food.

"Go ahead. It's already dead," I encourage. He sighs and picks up a shrimp, slowly nibbling on it. I watch him. He gets another, and another and another. Then starts gnawing on his steak. I smile softly. I finish before him, saving him more shrimp. "My sister must have got a raise, or something big happened." I mumble, stealing a shrimp out of his head. It was already 4:00 PM. Thunder cracks suddenly and I jump, a small shriek hidden inside my throat. He jumps at the sound and drops a shrimp on his plate. "Sorry..." I blush, embarrassed. We finish the food and I take the food back down, running into my step-father.

"What the hell do you think yer doing?" he asks, clearly drunk.

"I have a life you know." I talk back. He shoves me into the wall, twisting an arm painfully behind my back. I growl and take it. He outweighed me but at least ninety pounds, and was much more stronger. He holds a hand to throat.

"I neva said you could have anyone over ya little brat." he growls back, beginning to choke me. I kick back, hitting where no man should be and he releases me. I run up to my room, locking the door.

When I get in Eridan looks at me with a; Where have ya been? Look and I smile tightly.

"Just had a little run in," I explain. He shrugs it off. I sit down, beside him this time. I was tired. Very very tired... and sleep deprived.

I set my hand down and it skims over his, a small blush on mine and his face. I hand him the controller and hug my knees to my chest, hoping the rest of the day would be uneventful.


AU: So yeah. I'm going to upated on Sundays, Wensdays, and maybe some other days. Or if I have time at the end of my busy days. I just thought that Sollux would be afraid of thunder storms and a bit cute to have Eridan there to comfort him. I finished my book, Nevermore, without crying. It was good, and I really think some of you guys should read the Maximum Ride books. Not that I want to push you into reading them, It's just that they're really good book c:. Thanks for reading, and Review so I can see what you think. Eridan and Sollux belong to Andrew Hussie, the song(s) used have there artist's name by them and the plot belongs to me. Thanks for reading~