Ship: Dave and Karkat

Words: 2,100

Warnings: None.

Notes: Wow I don't ship this red but this was so fun to write. I think I'm finally getting good at Dave :D Also Humanstuck and they're in 10th grade.

My original plan was to dress up slightly nicer then my usual jeans and hoodie, but no way was that going to happen. I had wasted time on Tumblr before noticing that I had five minutes to get to a house ten minutes away. It didn't matter at the time that I didn't get a chance to change. Odds were Strider was wearing his turntable t shirt and jeans like always. I had only had enough time to throw my black sweat shirt with red crab drawing and the word 'Crabby' on it that Dave had gotten 'ironically' for my birthday last year, grab my back pack and run out the door.

"Karkat, where are you going?" Of course Kankri had to ask right when I was leaving.

"Nowhere," I replied before ducking out the door. I had learned one word sentences were the best way to respond to Kankri. Also "nowhere" and "nothing" were also good replies, if you could get away fast enough. "Nowhere" was better mostly because I literally named a place in the middle of Light Park Nowhere which I had found one day when I was much younger when I ran away from home. I passed Light Park while running to Dave's house. I reached his apartment building in record time. Great. Barely enough time to run into the lobby and put in my contact lenses. I had them in my backpack. I went into the empty bathroom as fast as possible, thanking God it was empty. I could see fine without my contacts, sure, but no one needed to know I was a red eyed freak, not even my boyfriend. I put my contacts in as fast as I could then went up four flights of stairs and knocked on the Strider's apartment door.

"Sup Karkat," my boyfriend said. "You're 4 minutes and 13 seconds late."

"I'm not!" I said, pushing past him to get in. I pulled out my phone and cursed. It was 4:34.

"Come on Karkat it's not that bad. Someone will have to help me through all this emotional trauma I'm going through because you're four minutes late." He always did this when I was late. I sighed and walked over and kissed him on the lips as angrily as I could, which I had a feeling wasn't that angrily.

"Happy Strider?" I asked. "Now come on, we have work to do."

"Ugh, I hate biology. And French," he complained. "Come on let's go to my room." I followed him into his room which was like always, a total mess. He had a bunch of crappy mix tapes stacked up on his desk, old homework assignments next to his backpack on the floor and a bunch of jars filled with dead things which always seemed to be watching me. Also Lil Cal was on his bed and that thing creeped me out.

"I keep forgetting you have a freaking messenger bag Karkat," Dave said, walking over and sitting on his bed. "So gay."

"Dave," I said trying to be calm "Dave I am literally at my BOYFRIEND'S house. On top of that, you are literally my boyfriend!"

"Ah, but you see, you're talking to Dave Strider here. No one would blame you for falling for someone like me. Maybe if we broke up no one would even call you gay. No one can resist the Strider charm."

"I've dated Sollux before."

"True, but that was just a mistake on your part." He walked over to me, "no offense."

I shrugged. "Whatever. Let's get to wo-" Then I was swept into a hug, Dave leaning down to my level a bit. Stupid Dave and his stupid tallness. "Dave get off m-" Then he leaned down and kissed me on the lips. Ugh, sometimes I hated Dave. I still kissed him back though, wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulled away for a second and whispered, "yes homo" as quietly as possible and I shoved him off of me.

"Get off Strider," I said, rolling my eyes, "we have work to do." Dave looked disappointed. "Ok so French or biology first?" Dave let out a long groan. "Biology it is."

"Fine. But I'm gonna get a shot of AJ first."

"Did you just say you were getting a shot of Apple juice?" You'd think I'd be used to Dave and his weirdness by now.

"Yep. Sounds more rebellious like this."

"Dave everyone knows you can easily get as drunk as you want, same with Lalonde. No need to sound rebellious with your apple juice." As soon as I said it a felt slightly guilty. He didn't exactly like the fact his half sister was an alcoholic or how there was tons of his brother's beer and vodka in their fridge. We'd tried some once. It tasted horrible for the most part. Either Dave didn't care or didn't let it show.

"I don't know what things are like in France, but here underage drinking is frowned upon. At least most of the time. Well maybe just half the time."

"For the last time I am NOT French," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Then explain why you're so good in French class?" Dave said, fake accusingly.

"Because I do this thing you've never heard of called studying," I said as sarcastically as possible.

Dave shrugged. "never heard of it. Now I'll be right back. AJ waits for no one. You want a glass?" I shook my head. "Okay I'll be right back." I waited, ignoring Cal to the best of my ability until Dave came back.

"Okay, let's do this," he said, sitting on the floor. "How again are we gonna do this again?"

I got the text book out of my backpack and turned back to him. "Come and sit on the bed with me."

"Ok," he got up and sat next to me. "Now what?"

"Now," I said, taking his apple juice bottle away, "I ask you a question from the practice test and if you get it right you get a sip of apple juice. We don't stop till you're out of apple juice."

"Wow man. That's just cold," he said. "Too cold to handle. I'm freezing here from your lack of sympathy for my personal need for apple juice. Any colder it'll be below zero. I'm getting frostbite."

"I get it Strider. Now are we going to start or not?" He groaned.

"You know Egbert was much easier on me in these things."

"Do I look like Egbert to you?" I said.

"Not at all," Dave moved closer to me. "You're better." He smiled and planted a quick kiss on my cheek.

"Not gonna get you out of this," I said, unfazed.

"Fine. Ask the first question."

"Ok, so this test is going to cover all the stuff we've learned this year," another groan. "Oh come on! First question. It's true or false ok? Amino acids determine a protein's shape."

"Those are some pretty big words Vantas."

"Just answer."

"Uh…true?"

"Yes." I handed him the glass and he took one sip. "No cheating."

"I'm not." He said, handing me back the bottle. "Now tell me Karkat, is anything better then apple juice?"

"Yes. Lots of things," I said. "Oh I forgot the mention something. You get something else every time you get a question right."

"What?" I leaned in and gave him the quickest kiss on the cheek in history.

"That's all Karkat?" he said.

"They get longer every time."

"Guess I should get more right. Now come one and ask the next question."

"True or false: Homeotic genes regulate the expression of other genes. If these genes have a mutation nothing will happen to the body."

"False," he said.

"Correct." I replied. Sip, kiss, next question.

"By what measures can genomes sizes be measured?"

"You know true or false questions are a lot easier."

"I don't care."

"Fine. In the amount of awesome shades they own and how many friends they have."

"Wrong. I said measured. So the answer is as an amount of DNA and number of genes."

This went on for a while, an hour almost, with kisses that were too long, stupid debates over answers of questions, and sips that were way more than just a sip. Finally Dave triumphantly claimed he was out of apple juice.

"Good job. Now some French."

"Karkat," he complained, "I thought we were done."

"Fine, but a little later, ok?" He looked happy at that.

"Ok, so what do you want to do now?" he said, sliding off his bed.

"Je tiens à faire remarquer avec votre visage vous insupportable idiot," I said with a smile.

"You'll never tell me what you said will you?"

"Nope," I smiled again.

He walked back over and grabbed a pillow and threw it at me. "Take that you heartless demon."

"So I'm heartless?" I asked, throwing the pillow back at him, harder.

"It's on," he said, hitting me with it.

"Dave we're acting like little girls at a sleepover," I said, annoyed for no real reason.

"Sounds like you're backing down from a challenge!" He slapped me with that stupid pillow again.

"No way Strider!" I proclaimed, grabbing the other pillow off the bed.

"Let's take this to the living room," he said. "Don't want scary dead stuff all over you would you Karkat?"

"You just don't want me to break your dumb camera." I somewhat swung at him.

He backed into out his door. "No, I just know you'd be pissed if dead stuff fell on you and we can't have that now can we Karkles."

"Don't call me Karkles!" I yelled. He just laughed and I got off his bed and walked over and hit him again.

"Ow! The pain is killing me Karkat. You don't understand how hurt I am. Take me to the hospital! I might just die!" I shoved my pillow in his face.

"Shut up!" he pushed me off and hit me in the side of the head.

"Never challenge a Strider. I thought you'd know that by now!" he said with a laugh. I dropped my pillow and shoved him "Oh no is Karkat gonna hurt me? Face facts, you're 5' 3'' and I've battled bro every day of my entire life. You don't stand a chance!" he picked up the pillow I'd dropped and shoved both in my face and I kinda fell down. "Now be silenced!"

I made a weird gagging noise and he took the pillows off my face. "Yo dude, you ok?" Then I pushed him off me and got on top of him. He raised his eye brows and I hit him with one of the pillows he dropped.

"Who's won this time Strider?" I said, panting somewhat.

He just smirked. "Me." Then he kicked me off him and rolled on top of me, pinning me down. "I have." He wasn't really trying to pin me though and so, with all the strength in my body, I managed to shove him off. He laughed and let me shove him off. I got back on top of him and he suddenly stopped smiling.

"Crap!" he shoved me off easily and then I noticed. His glasses had fallen off. "Crap where are they!?"

I crawled over to him "I think they're over th-"

"Don't look at me!" he yelled and I stopped. He'd totally lost his cool. It'd happened before but not like this. "Don't. Look. At. Me!"

"Dave-"

"What?" Then he turned to me and I saw. His eyes were scarlet red.

Just like mine.

"I know, I know I'm a freak. You can stop staring at me now!" He turned away and found his shades.

"Dave…"

"What!" he yelled, then calmed down. "What is it Karkat? Just going to tell me I'm a freak again? I've heard it a thousand times before. Trust me. Texas isn't a good place for mutants."

"Dave. Dave one second!" I got up and ran into the bathroom before he could say anything. When I got back he didn't look at me, shades back on.

"Dave look."

"What is it?"

"Just look for God's sake!" he did, then he gasped.

"What?"

"See, I'm a freak too," I said quietly. "Trust me there's no way I'm judging you."

"W-why'd you hide it from me?" he asked.

"Why you hide it from me?"

"I guess I thought you'd leave."

"Well I'm not. Happy? And take off those stupid shades now." he did.

"Yes," he said, kissing me on the lips for a few seconds, "I'm very happy."

A/N: By the way the thing Karkat said in French was "I want to make out with your face you insufferable idiot."