Hello again everyone! Wow...it has been a long time! Well, I'm attempting to finish this finally. I think this will be a short fic, maybe only one or two more chapters. I wish I had a story planned but...I just write what comes to me. No direction..so sad, after so long. Well, I hope it works out. Let's begin. :)

Edgar had passed out half way through the kiss, either from lack of oxygen or shock. While he was out, Johnny was retching, disgusted by his own actions. Bodily fluids were revolting, and his actions were as well. He was supposed to be obstaining from this behavior, and he willingly went and did it at his own accord. Why? Why had he kissed him?

Glancing at Edgar, he wiped his mouth and moved closer to his...friend? Edgar looked to be dreaming fretfully. Johnny almost reached out to him, but pulled his long fingers back before he touched his guest. Johnny began to pace, trying to clear his thoughts, blocking out voices and his own troubled thoughts.

While Johnny continued to pace, he did not notice that Edgar's eyes had opened. Staring at the mass murdering man in front of him, Edgar couldn't help but feel sad. Edgar had always been a peacefull person, and to see his own weakness cause the deaths of others...and the torment of the man in front of him, he felt sick with himself. He felt weak and helpless, and he didn't need to hear Scri's long tirades to acknowledge this. And the kiss...to be kissed by Nny...he didn't know how he felt about that. He was so confused, not understanding his own emotions.

Slowly, trying to wave off the pain, Edgar tried sitting up. Johnny turned immediately and stared, halting his pacing.

"You...you didn't have to do that...the killing I mean..."

Johnny continued to stare at him, attempting to formulate a response. In his silence, Edgar continued. "Please, understand. I appreciate your help and...I know they deserved to feel the pain they caused me. In fact, I wish...I wish I had the strength to do it myself." Pausing, he tried to collect himself. But when he tried to speak again, he was cut off.

"You didn't do anything but lay there while they kicked you..." Edgar felt his hands shake when he heard this. Edgar felt...betrayed. No, he didn't have the strength to handle this himself but he...he couldn't help it. Johnny continued, "If I weren't there...do you know what they would have done?!" Edgar just stared at his dubious savior, wondering what he was supposed to say. He wanted so badly to close out what Johnny was saying, what he was thinking about himself...but he couldn't. Everything Johnny..Scri...those punks that tried to kill him...all of them said...he couldn't help but feel was the truth. Weak and alone, he had no idea how to fight back, or even if he wanted to.

Johnny stopped his rant and glanced at Edgar, perturbed by his silence. Tears were fogging up his glasses and when he called out his silent plea, Johnny had to strain his ears to hear it. "Please," Edgar pleaded, "stop. I...I know all you are telling me...just...stop..." Edgar knew. He just didn't want to hear anymore.

Johnny felt that strange pull again. He was confused at the strange thoughts going through his head. One part of him was angry at Edgar for continuing his week behavior, only facilitating the bullys in their attacks on weaker people, but another part of him just wanted to help him. It was as if...

Edgar was sitting there with such a devestatingly tired and tragic demeanor, and Johnny suddenly came to a decision. Lowering him to the couch, he looked at his friend and smiled, a frightening smile, but a smile all the same. Edgar, feeling incredibly tired, just stared back. Johnny took Edgar by the hand stopping only when he was in front of his poor old pet, Nailbunny. Cringing, Edgar remained where he was, suprised when Johnny started to converse with it. Suddenly, Johnny turned back to Edgar and smiled again. "This is Nailbunny. Nailbunny, this is Edgar. He is my friend."

Sorry if this is too fluffy for some people, but I am a fluffy writer! - I am going to finish this soon, and I think both Edgar AND Johnny need and deserve a happy...if not strange ending. I will attempt to finish this soon, bye for now!