Disclaimer: I don't own Outlaw Star either. Oh well. Here you go.

Authors Note: Well, I noticed that there aren't that many Outlaw Star fanfics out there. So....I decided to make my own contribution! It makes me mad that there are so few Gene/Fred pairings out there. And Gene and Fred would be so cute together!

Just some basic things you need to know. This is in first person point of view, but it goes back and forth between Gene telling what's going on and Fred. Anyway, Read and Review!

Warnings: Yaoi. Guy with guy. Also known as Slash. R. Yes. I rated this R for a very good reason...and it happens at the end. AU. They are in a high school setting rather than the Outlaw Star. If you don't like any of that, don't read it.

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-Fred's P.O.V.-

Gene and I were on a ship. Some other ship was shooting at us and he was protecting me. He gently caressed my face and I shivered. He leaned in. I held my breath....then my alarm clock rang. I should've known it was just a dream. I groaned and switched the cursed thing off. What I wouldn't have given to finish that dream. After all, it was the closest I'd ever get to Gene.

Gene Starwind. The hottie with the red hair and muscles. I had only had a crush on him since 7th grade. 'I almost wish we went to different high schools...but if that were the case then I wouldn't see him any where near as often as I do,' I thought. 'Oh the pain of being a gay high school junior in love!'

Sighing, I stalked off to the bathroom for a shower. A very cold shower.

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-Gene's P.O.V.-

BRING!!!

There went my fucking alarm clock. "God Damnit!" I mumbled blindly knocking it off my nightstand. I smiled in satisfaction when I heard it break upon making contact with the ground. My mother wasn't going to be happy. 'Oh well.'

Groggily I stretched and sat up cross legged on my bed. Of course there would be some big paper due today that I neglected to do.

"Fucking Hell!" I cursed again decided to skip my morning shower for lack of time. Running a comb through my hair, I searched for some clothes to wear. Finally, I settled on some jeans and a black tank top. I ran to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, ran back to my room for my bag, and was out the door.

On my way to school, I saw some poor victims face being slammed into the concrete.

"Had enough fag?"

A whimper was heard in reply.

I'm not usually the hero type but where these kids were beating on the other guy hit home a little too closely. You see, I hadn't figured out whether I like girls or guys more. Even if the guys beating on the other guy were saying things to say it, I felt like I had to do something. So...I hit them. Hard. Okay, I beat the shit out of them, but who's arguing?

Of course the principal arrived in time to see them all bloody and me helping up the boy with the bluish hair. To put it mildly, I was fucked.

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A/N: What did you think of the first chapter? I've already written the rest of this fic and it'll be 3 more chapters. Let me know what you think, okay? I know its kinda short but that's all I feel like typing up as of right now.

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