Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies, but I do own Harlem (the person), Spark and any other characters not featured or talked about by Disney or in this movie.

Warning: This chapter contains mature content.

Chapter 5

Did We Win?

Our run through the streets soon became a party at Harlem's lodging house. People ran home and brought back beer, wine, anything they had stashed away including ale and whiskey.

Some of the boys went home, but most of them stayed, crammed into Harlem's lodging house.

I stayed mostly sober for a couple of hours then I just let go when I was dancing with Mush. Raider had given up on trying to get me to dance with him after a couple hours and was now drowning in alcohol.

I was drawn from my thoughts when Mush started kissing my neck. "Mush," I whispered, "Stop it." I saw Spot and Race looking over at Mush and I. They were coming to my rescue.

"Mush," Spot pulled Mush off me quickly. Thank god Spot, Race and I could handle drinking well though Spot seemed to get a little horny. Mush got really horny. Mush took another swig of whisky the same time I did so I took his and drank the rest.

"You'se should stop." I told Mush.

"No," Mush yelled.

That was when I grabbed his arm and took him up to my room. I closed the door behind Mush then turned around and slapped him. Mush fell over onto my floor, hitting his head.

"Stop it, Mush!" I screamed, "Stop acting like him! Stop acting like Spark!"

Mush sat up as I knelt down in front of him, "Harlem," he said lovingly.

I slapped his cheek. I knew it was the alcohol that made me emotional. I started crying, folding myself up so that my knees were against my chest. "I'se promised meself I'se wouldn't fall in love while I'se was a boy. Then I'se fell in love with Spark and nearly fell in love with Raider. I'se look at you'se an' Spot an' I'se see his face."

Mush put his arms around me. We were both drunk and now Mush was crying too. "Don't cry, Harley. You'se don't have ta be a boy. You'se can be a beautiful goil." Mush whispered.

"But I'se lied to so many people. They won't accept me."

"We'se did," Mush said, "Spark loved ya, Raider does, an' I'se do too."

I wasn't sure he had meant to tell me, but it helped me to know that he cared. I leaned in and kissed Mush, "Thanks, Mush." I whispered.

Mush captured my lips again, pushing my lips apart with his tongue. I opened my mouth and let his tongue run along my teeth.

Mush ran his hands from my shoulders and down to my breasts then down to my hips. Mush broke the kiss and attacked my neck with kisses and bites.

"Don't leave anything I'se can't cover." I breathed then gasped when he started sucking on my neck. "Mush, lock the door."

Mush did as I asked then he pulled down his suspenders and took off his shirt. Mush knelt down next to me and slid my suspenders off my shoulders. I could only pray that Raider was too drunk to realize I wasn't downstairs. Mush pushed me against the end of the bed and kissed me. I ran my hands over his well muscled chest and arms.

Mush began undoing the buttons on my shirt as he kissed me. I helped him remove the shirt and then his hands went to the only corset I owned and began untying it. He pulled it off me and threw it across the room. Mush's lips went to my chest, making me gasp when he bit down on one of my nipples.

I moved my hand down to his groin, feeling him grow through the fabric. I unbuttoned his pants and undid the zipper. I moved the fabric away so I could pull out his penis. I moved my hand along his shaft a few times then mush let go of my breasts and picked me up, dropping me on the edge of my bed.

Mush took off his pants then undid mine and slid them off. He walked over to the wall and turned off the light.

I watched him walk back to the bed, illuminated by moonlight, muscles gleaming. Mush climbed onto the bed and onto me. He kissed me and cupped one of my breasts. I opened my mouth to gasp and his tongue darted in. Mush moved his mouth to my neck then down to my breast. He bit it gently then sucked on it.

I was feeling things I had never felt before and they were driving me mad. A huge knot was building up in my stomach and Mush showed no sign of stopping his administrations.

Mush finally moved away from my chest and went back to sucking my neck.

"Mush," I groaned, "please."

"Please what?" Mush asked, his mouth moving back to my breasts.

I couldn't take his teasing anymore so I took control. I pushed him off me and against the headboard. I straddled him and he smirked at me. He had let me believe that I was in control. Mush lifted me forward and thrust upward, sheathing himself inside me.

Mush pushed us back down onto the bed so he was once again on top. He was clearly done with foreplay and began thrusting into me hard and fast. Mush rubbed my sensitive spot with his thumb making the knot in my stomach explode. My muscles clenched as I came, tightening around him, but he wasn't stopping. He kept going faster, his breathing coming out in short gasps, grunts and moans.

Mush kept rubbing that sensitive spot, making me moan. I came again and this time he came with me, his hot seed filling me.

In the back of my mind I felt that we had forgotten something, but what could it have been?

Mush pulled out and laid down next to me. I kissed him gently, moving his hair out of his sweaty face.

A loud knock sounded, waking me. "HARLEM!" Spot screamed.

Mush woke up and went to the door, seeming to have forgotten he was naked. He opened the door as I sat up and covered myself with the sheet.

Mush was pushed away from the door by Spot while Racetrack closed the door and turned on the light.

I grabbed a large shirt that was laying on the floor and pulled it on quickly. I got out of bed and walked over to the boys, noticing for the first time that I had a headache.

"It's nearly dawn an' da Bronx is comin'." Race told us, "Runner saw 'em comin'."

"Is anyone sober?" I asked.

"Not many, but no one went home las' night. We're sober enough to have common sense." Spot said.

"Wake everyone up and get 'em ready to fight." I ordered then asked, "What time is it?"

"About five in the mornin'." Race answered.

I nodded and Race and Spot went to go wake the boys. I went to my dresser and opened a drawer, looking for a shirt and found a box of condoms. All at once reality came crashing down on me. We hadn't used anything.

I must have had a weird look on my face because Mush came over to me. He looked down at what I was holding and his eyes widened. He stood there like a statue then said, "We'se don't have time ta talk 'bout this now, but we'se will." Mush whispered before kissing my cheek and going to find his shirt. I dropped the box back in the drawer and finished getting dressed. I tried not to think about what I had just discovered.

I grabbed a knife and my handgun and walked downstairs with Mush. We walked into complete chaos. Everyone was yelling at each other and Raider and Spot were about to go at it.

I let out a whistle and yelled," What da fuck are you'se doin'. Save ya strength for da Bronx!" Everyone dispersed quickly.

I walked over to Runner and asked, "How much time we'se got?"

"Not long and we'se aren't in a good place ta fight. We'se could get caught and thrown in the refuge." Runner said.

I nodded, "We'se has no other choice." I said and walked out into the street. I just stood there, waiting for my enemies and allies to come.

I felt a hand on my shoulder," I'se jus' want ya ta know that Brooklyn's with ya ta da end." Spot whispered to me.

"Thank ya, Spot, but you'se don't have ta do that. We'se can't all die here." I said.

"Runnin' away ain't gunna save us anymore. You'se taught me that."

I heard a gun go off and I stood. Raider came to my side and when no one was looking he kissed me on the cheek. I looked at him and he mouthed, "Good luck." I nodded my thanks.

We stood there waiting. Harlem, Brooklyn, Manhattan and Queens stood armed and ready, no papers to be sold, and no turning back. Today would change the Newsie world, I could feel it. But what kind of change would it be?

Out of the early morning mist came the Bronx, Battery and Midtown, looking dangerous as ever.

I'm sorry that I am taking so long to update these. For the few that read this story online and those who read it out of my notebook, I thank you.

-Wals NH