Warning: Slash pairing between Richie Foley(Gear) and Virgil Hawkins(Static) from the cartoon series called Static Shock.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. The characters from the cartoon series, Static Shock and the cartoon series, Static Shock itself is owned by Milestone and DC Comics. I do not profit from writing this fanfiction story, this is just for pure entertainment for readers, and pure bored amusement for myself.
Anyways, R&R please.

CHAPTER TWO: Confessions and the Next Step

Richie layed on his back in his bed on top of his covers, his hands clutching each other over his chest as he twiddled his thumbs absentmindedly in deep thought. He was half smiling as he thought about the kiss Virgil and he had shared. He started to blush when his mind started to wander elsewhere that one day he only wishes could happen. When he started to realize his pants were becoming tight in a certain area, he sat up, mentally shaking his head. Last thing he needed right now was a hard-on when he was trying to fall asleep. He rolled over and took his pillow to put it over his head in frustration. He had school in the morning. These fantasies had to wait for another time when he had the time to think about them. For now, he just needed to sleep.

As it was that much more difficult for Richie to fall asleep, it was just that much more easier for Virgil to fall asleep. He was able to go about sneaking in his room, change out of his Static uniform, change into his pajama shirt and pants, brush his teeth and wash his face before easing his way under the bed sheets. His thoughts were simple enough. He was thinking about Richie of course! But unlike Richie, his mind was not too stuck on the thoughts to prevent him from falling asleep. It only took him fifteen minutes for his mind to shut down and allow him to slip into the oh so wonderful, peaceful and beautiful dreamland.

Six o'clock AM in the morning, just an hour before his alarm clock goes off and he was already awake. He was quite excitable this morning. Richie didn't think twice to jump out of bed, which in the process, made him trip over his own bed sheets. Luckily he landed in a pile of dirty clothes to soften the blow when he face planted the floor. "Oomph!" was all that he could spit out. He sat up on the floor in annoyance of his own clumsiness, rubbing his face to try to get rid of the pain somehow, grateful to know that it could've felt much worse had it not been for the clothes. He gave a sigh, then stood up, leaving his sheets on the floor. He hurridly got himself ready for school after he took his daily morning shower(gotta keep looking nice and clean for Virgil, especially now that he has professed his love for him).

Richie rushed downstairs and ran into the kitchen to fix himself a small and quick breakfast. Unlike most teens, he really didn't need food to focus. Hell, he didn't need to focus in class at all! He was a super genious Bang Baby afterall. Who needs school when you could have prolonged exposer to a boy that was exposed to the 'Big Bang' gas explosion themselves? He went through various cabinets and kitchen counter drawers to grab the proper tools he needed. A bowl, a spoon and a cereal box brand he was in the mood to eat this morning(Honeynut Cheerios). After he opened the door to the fridgerator, he went for the milk carton, picked it up and removed it from where it sat. Pouring the cereal and milk in the bowl, he put both the carton and cereal box back where they belonged. Richie then took the spoon and bowl and headed for the diningroom table. Although he had been told on few occasions by his mother that eating his food quickly was bad, he did it anyways. He had never run into any problems eating his food fast, so he found it silly for his mother to tell him it was. Once finished, he made a run for it to the door, his backpack for school(with his Backpack for Gear inside...among other things required for school) hung on the coat rack. Richie ignored his mother's scoldings for leaving the bowl on the table as he opened the door and rushed out the door. But before he could rush of to the Hawkin's residence, he took out his Shock Vox to call Virgil. "Virgil, you there? V!"

Virgil layed in bed, his body sprawled out all over it, his sheets barely even on the bed at this point. "V!" filtered through his drowsy mind. He reluctantly sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes to try to rub the drowsiness away. Virgil yawned, looking over to his alarm clock. Six-Thirty AM in the morning, too early. He sunk back in bed, closing his eyes to try to fall asleep again. "Virgil, wake up!" That loud yell through the Shock Vox definitely woke Virgil up. He sat up in bed again then hurried to grab hold of the Shock Vox that rested atop his night stand next to his bed. "What is it, Bang Babies on the attack?" Virgil asked with the utmost urgancy in his tone. "N-no...No Bang Babies...just wanted to say I'm heading for your house now..." Virgil groaned. "You do realize school doesn't start for another hour and a half right?" Annoyance clearly in his tone. "I do...I just...couldn't sleep. We need to have a certain kind of discussion that can't really wait either." At first Virgil had a confused look on his face, but it dawned on him by what Richie meant. "Oh." was all he could say. "Yeah, so I'm on my way right now." "Alright, well seeya soon then." Virgil said before setting his Shock Vox down on his nightstand.

He layed back down in his bed and stayed there for another few minutes before deciding it would be for the best to get dressed now. He liked taking showers at night so he could be recharged when he really needed to be, so he had already taken his shower last night. Thanks to his electrical powrs, Virgil was able to get himself dressed within minutes after choosing his usual orange long-sleaved shirt and baggy faded blue denim jeans. He decided to skip out on breakfast as he left his room and slid down the railing of the staircase. He hopped up at the end and landed only a few inches away from the door. He went for his backpack, which had been sitting by the door. He then opened the door up and headed out, wanting to meet Richie half way and head for somewhere private to discuss this rather pressing issue.

Richie turned the corner, now on Virgil's block, and nearly walked right into him. Unfortunately Virgil wasn't quick enough to stop and ended up walking right into Richie himself. Both ended up laughing at this, then stopped when they realized that now they had to get into a serious discussion. Both were filled with emotions of uncertainty, treading new shaky waters that could make or break their relationship. For better or for worse, both teen boys knew that there was no way around it. Not after Richie's profession of his love for Virgil. Not after that savory kiss that spoke much louder than anything both boys could say or do. It was now or never, and they had no choice but to take the plunge. After a few minutes of silence, Richie finally rounded up enough courage to speak up first. "After what happened, we can no longer know each other as just 'best friends" can we?" he asked. "There's no way to turn back time and undo it, so I suppose we can't." Virgil answered as he turned and started walking towards a more private area. Richie followed. "What will our relationship become now?" he asked more pressingly. "There's no way it could become friends with benefits...my feelings for you are true, it would hurt to see you with someone else just because we're friends with benefits."

Richie looked down, looking rather torn with his emotions. He'd kept them so hidden, he didn't realize how strongly his real emotions really were until AFTER he admitted them. His head was gently tilted up after Virgil placed his index finger under his chin. Virgil's thumb gingerly rubbed against Richie's cheek with tender and soft care. His gaze was gentle, his brown eyes glistened in the sun light and were like soft pools of loving care and tenderness that Richie could literally melt and swim in. Richie was not sure if his glass lens covered blue eyes could do the same for Virgil. "I would never hurt you in such a way Rich, and you know this more than anyone." Virgil softly whispered, making Richie melt even further, if that were possible. His knees felt weak and started to wobble a little as he started to fall hard for the mocha teen that stood before him. All the while a goofy smile splayed on his face, his smooth pale white skin tinted with a hint of pink on his cheeks.

The reaction Richie gave made Virgil chuckle a bit, but he was also being dead serious about what he said. It took Richie a bit to regain his composure, but he was able to straighten himself up pretty quickly. He gave a cough to clear his throat. "Ahem..." he coughed out, pausing for a few seconds before continuing when he saw Virgil's expression become very expectant of his next words. "Well...does this mean that we're...boyfriend and...boyfriend?" Richie scruntched up his nose a bit, finding the question a bit odd, but shrugged it off. Virgil found the question just as odd, but nodded anyways. "I guess it would...but I need to say this now. We conduct ourselves as we always did before, as friends at school and as professional partners during our patrols as Static and Gear." Richie nodded in understanding. Although he would want to display his affection the proper way, he knew that homosexuality would not be perceived well for many. To avoid beatings and ridicule, they would have to hide their relationship. "What about Daisy?" he asked, curious as how they would go about their ways with the girl who obviously had a thing for Virgil. "She has a thing for you, and you know it just as much as I do."

Virgil looked away in thought. He wouldn't want to lead Daisy on, not anymore. Not since he has accepted his feelings now. It would be too cruel. "We can hide it as much as we want, but she will likely end up suspecting us all the same. She's quite quick on this. It won't be as easy as keeping the Static thing under wraps...she already thinks I'm too flaky and irresponsible...but she will notice a change in our relationship. We'll have to tell her that much at least." Virgil frowned at this, knowing how hurt Daisy would become. She'd likely feel a bit used too. He bit his lower lip, not wanting to put Daisy in such pain, but what other choice was there? It was either tell her now, or her eventually find out herself and feel even worse than she would if he told her upfront. He grimaced at the thought. "How're we gonna do that?" Richie asked, bringing Virgil back to reality. "We're going to need to tell her straight up, no pussy footing or beating around the bush." Richie frowned, but knew it had to be done. Virgil was right, Daisy would be quick on picking this sort of stuff up. Better to tell her as soon as they can to let her down gently. He hated having to do this to a good friend, but it's for the best.

"We should probably head for school now, I need to get some chow from the vending machine in my stomache, I'm starving." Virgil said as he placed his hand over his belly and patted it to emphasize his point that he's hungry. Richie laughed, then playfully jabbed his elbow in Virgil's ribs. "Wouldn't want ya passin' out, let's hurry." He joked.

I'm working on chapter three, it'll have some major drama so hang tight ya'll! After chapter three is out, I most likely won't be updating as much. Just want you all to know so you don't end up hanging around so expentantly for no reason.

And yes, I did redo this chapter a bit to make it look better.