Okay this is the final section. It isn't great, but it'll do. And I'm sorry there isn't any graphic sex or anything. But see I can't even imagine the sex scene without blushing, so there is no way I can possibly write it. Sorry.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Outsiders. Never have and sadly probably never will.

Dally woke up with a start. Oh shit. He thought. Wishing he could explain it away the fact that he was curled up with Johnny in a room at Buck's. He hadn't been that drunk the night before though, and he remembered it pretty well. Dally considered running. Not that running was really his style, but… Johnny woke up then ruining that idea. He looked nearly as worried as Dally.

"Morning," Dally said, trying to sound calm.

"Hey Dally, um…"

"Yeah… We should probably head out. Otherwise Buck is gonna come back here. If we leave now we probably can even get out of paying for the room." Dally got quickly out of bed, relieved he wasn't too hung over and grabbed his extra stuff. Johnny was making the bed.

"Don't bother." Dally walked out coolly. Praying no one would see him and Johnny walking out of the same room. He was in luck. It was early still and everyone else was apparently still passed out.

"Got any big plans?" Dally asked.

"I should be at school," Johnny said with a shy grin. "But it don't matter if I go or not."

Dally nodded. "I could use some coffee. You want any?"

"Okay."

The walked to the nearest doughnut shop. It was dark and smoky and the food didn't look all that appealing, but it was convenient. And besides there was nothing better than a cigarette over breakfast. Dally lit two in his mouth and handed one over to Johnny.

Dally went up the counter and got two coffees and one doughnut. He gave the doughnut and one of the coffees to Johnny and they sat down at a little booth.

"So what are we going to do now kid?" Dally asked. He was going to have to stop referring to Johnny as "kid" he realized. It was just creepy to call someone you were dating a kid. It kind of made him think of this corny old movie Mrs. Curtis had made him watch with her once. The guy kept saying "here's looking at you kid" to his girlfriend. Dally had found it disturbing. The girl had been a real looker though…

"Dally?" Johnny asked. "Were you listening? What are you thinking about?"

"Some stupid movie. It ain't important. Sorry. What did you say?"

"Nothing."

They sat in silence for a while. Dally sipped absently at his coffee. It wasn't any good, but he wasn't going to be picky. This was one of those morning where he needed caffeine, or beer Beer would be okay too…

Johnny poured large amounts of cream and sugar into his coffee before he attempted drinking it. His doughnut was already gone. Dally wondered, not for the first time, if Johnny's parents fed him.

Dally was still thinking about that movie, and Mrs. Curtis.

"Sometimes I confuse my mom and Ponyboy's mom," he said suddenly.

"Huh?" Johnny asked, confused.

"I mean like in my mind, I'll be thinking about my mom, and then I'll realize that it wasn't really her that did something, it was Mrs. Curtis. I miss her."

"Your mom?" Johnny asked.

"No, well I guess I miss her, but I meant Pony's mom. She was tuff."

"Yeah. Does your mom still live in New York?"

Dally laughed bitterly. "She died. Long time ago."

Johnny looked up from his coffee, surprised. "I'm sorry. You never said anything."

"S'okay. It was a long time ago. That's why I moved back here. You know. I moved there with her when my parents split up, and then when she died I moved back here."

Johnny tried to remember if he'd ever heard that before. He was sure that he hadn't though. Dally had just shown up again one day with no explanation to why he was back. Dally was just full of surprises.

"Anyway. I guess I'll have to stop by and talk to Darry. See if he'll let me crash on their couch for like the duration."

"I'd say you could stay with me, but you know…"

Dally nodded. "Yeah, I know Johnnycakes. Thanks though."

Dally looked around carefully. When he was sure no one was looking, he reached across the table and put his hand over top of Johnny's.

Johnny grinned. He'd never quite known what to do with girls. With Dally everything just worked though, it just made sense.

"Dally? Are we like, you know…together?" Johnny felt stupid asking it, but he wanted to be sure.

"Do you want to be?"

"Well I don't really kiss people that I'm not with usually…" Johnny didn't mention that he didn't usually kiss people in general.

"Okay then."

"Okay then."

That night they both slept on the Curtis's couch. It was too cold to sleep in the lot was Johnny's excuse. No one questioned it.

Dally lay on his back on the couch, with Johnny lying on top of him. Johnny was light enough that it was pretty comfortable.

Johnny pressed his lips gently against Dally's and felt Dally's tongue slide into his mouth. Johnny gasped a little involuntarily as Dally arched his hips up and slowly circled his tongue around Johnny's mouth, caressing the younger boy's tongue with it. Dally had his eyes closed and he could feel Johnny touching his cheek and his hair and all over his face.

Johnny broke off the kiss and put his head down on Dally's chest. It was going to be a good night.

THE END! (I mean it this time.)