A/N: I lied again. I promised myself this wouldn't become a full blown fic, and sure enough, it has. Not that I don't like this story, because it's my baby, but because the plot was scarce and the climax – or lack thereof – was and is hard to find.

But I think I've got one. Huzzah.

Thank you to my lovely reviewers, it means a lot!

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Johnny the Homicidal Maniac.

Onwards!

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It was cold in this house. That was the first thing Todd thought upon waking up in the foreign bed. Johnny's house was cold. He felt eyes on him and rolled over to see Johnny watching him.

"Nny?" he murmured, sleep still evident in his voice. It was dark outside. "Why are you awake?"

Johnny frowned. "I don't sleep." He pulled Todd closer to him and idly played with a string coming out of the blanket. He wondered why exactly he had taken this boy to bed with him, and why he felt the way he did.

It was certainly something different, something that he would have to get used to.

It was something new.

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"Johnny."

The elder jumped out of the bed he was sharing with Squee. The teen had gone back to sleep because it wasn't day yet.

"What?" he hissed, when he got to the living room. The doughboys were sitting on the television stand. "I'm not going to let you screw this up. It's good.

"We know it's good, Nny." D-boy said, his painted eyes gleaming with a malicious glint. "It's wonderful."

"What are you getting at?"

Eff's smile seemed to widen. "We think you should… immortalize the moment, so to speak."

Johnny's eyes widened. "No. Nonono." He glared at the doughboys. "Just like you told me to do with Devi, right?"

"Devi… was an exception. She was no good for you. This boy is though!" D-boy persuaded. "Immortalize the moment!"

Johnny snarled at the doughboys, "Filthy, foul, lying- "

"Nny…?"

Johnny's head snapped around, ignoring the styrofoam figures' muttering.

"Squee… I thought you were asleep."

"I just woke up. You weren't there." Todd looked a little lost. "Who were you talking to?"

Johnny winced. How much had he heard? "No one. I was just thinking.

"Oh."

"Let's go get a Brainfreezy." Johnny looked Todd up and down. "After you're dressed, of course."

Todd blushed; he was only wearing boxers. "Okay."

Johnny watched him go, even better images of him spread across Johnny's bed…

After a few minutes, Todd came back dress in what he had been wearing the previous night. He looked at Johnny and murmured that they were probably going to have to stop by his room and get his stuff if Johnny wanted him to stay here.

Johnny agreed.

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They had decided to walk to the 24/7, and Johnny had one earphone in his ear, idly humming 'Ode to Joy.'

Todd had his hands locked behind his head and was walking in long strides.

Their contented silence was broken, however, as they walked by an alley way.

"Hey! Any of you's gotta smoke?"

Johnny stopped. "No."

Todd stopped as well. He muttered under his breath, "Smoking's stupid."

The man whipped around. "What was that, fag?"

Todd wrapped his arms around himself. "Smoking's bad." He shot a glare at the bum.

The harrier made to grab his arm, but was quickly intercepted.

Johnny looked at the knife sticking out of the man's head. "Now, how'd that get there?"

He motioned for Todd to wait and dragged the bleeding man into the alleyway.

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Johnny pushed the man against the wall in the alley and lodged the hilt of the dagger against his neck.

"Don't you ever fucking touch what's mine, asshole." He used two other daggers to pin him down, one in the man's shoulder and the other right underneath his bellybutton, narrowly missing his groin.

"Oh well, no matter. This will all be over too soon." The first knife entered his stomach and gutted him like a fish.

"Please mister! I'll never do it to anybody else! I – I promise! Please, p-please!" The man choked on the blood spewing from his mouth.

Johnny stared down at him, eyeliner slightly running. "Too late. Too fucking late."

He smashed his steel toed boot into the man's groin and watched the man howl before he slammed a knife into his throat, effectively cutting off the noise.

He wiped his knives off on his pants and walked out of the alley.

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Todd heard the man scream, but it was soon cut off and a blood spattered Johnny walked out a few minutes later.

"Johnny…?"

The elder's head snapped up. It was the first time Todd had called him anything but 'Nny' since they had been together.

Todd was at a loss for words. "Let's… Let's just go…" Johnny looked…hurt and Todd looked panicked.

They continued on, tension thick between the two.

They were almost to the 24/7 when Todd stopped and fell to his knees, hands clutched around his head. Johnny turned and crouched down beside the teen. "Squee…"

Todd shook his head. "I'm sorry…I just…I…"

Johnny bowed his head and grabbed Todd's hand. He pulled him to his feet and led him to the Brainfreezy machine. He poured Todd a Cherry Doom Brainfreezy and then one for himself.

He even ignored it when the cashier short-changed him.

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They had walked down the block when Johnny decided to break the silence.

"Squee…" Johnny sighed. "I know I that I shouldn't… that I shouldn't kill in front of you."

Todd shook his head. "I said I wouldn't try to change you, and… and I'm not going to try to."

Johnny smiled down at Todd. "It's okay, Squeegee," Todd brightened a little at the nickname. "I apologize too. It was… inappropriate for me to do that."

He sighed and thought to himself, 'I've never apologized before… why am I starting now…?'

It felt good.

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End Notes: Sorry it took so long for me to get this up. Finals are next week and school just got out. Blergh.

I hope you like this one! This chapter is a little longer than the others, but not by much.