A/N: I neglect you guys, I really do. And I feel really bad because I've just been to lazy to write up on this. I think I haven't even updated in nearly three months. Feel free to add me on MSN or AIM and yell at me...I won't blame you. But remember, I do love you guys...(tear)

Disclaimer: I don't own Static Shock, because if I did then I would confirm the idea that Richie and Virgil do, in fact , have a 'thing' for each other...plus I would do some other things to the show to make it more to my liking (wink)

My Claimer: The Characters look like:

Virgil: A younger Lenny Cravitz (don't ask, that's what first popped into my head)/ or Julito McCullum

Richie: Aaron Carter (Lmfao, I'm sorry that's what first came to mind...not to mention if Richie were a real person not an animation, that would be him)

Daisy: A cross between Cassy Steel and Andrea Lewis...having mostly Andrea Lewis qualities. (the only thing of Cassy's is Daisy's small size)

Warnings: Self-Injury (SI), Slash, Abuse, all that good shit. Also Language.

and I'm not going to be cruel and answer reviews, I'm just going to give you the story. Yaaay!

Randi sat next to Richie that day in study hall, pointing out to him the things he wasn't getting.

"So 34 is the correct answer?" He asked cautiously, looking at the math on his paper. There was a semi- aggravated sigh from Randi.

"No! You got the decimal point all mixed up here." She said and launched into a long explanation of the calculus problem on the sheet of paper. Richie was confused beyond all reason, his brain not grasping the concept of anything that was attempting to being taught to him. He watched as Randi played around with some of the numbers and equations on the piece of paper, coming up with an answer of 75.4. Richie blinked, looking at the math. He must of spaced so long in his math classes that he hadn't payed attention when any of the principals were being introduced. Richie looked at it once more, then to the heavy math book.

"I think I'll just read that for a minute or two. I still don't really understand this all." Richie said, reaching for the book. Randi sighed once again, and returned to her own work. Apparently even though she was gone for a month she still knew how to do things that were foreign to him. 'Your really letting yourself slip Richie. You're a super genius for crying out loud and you can't even do a simple eleventh grade math problem!' His mind berated him as he flipped through the pages. He slowly shook his head, disappointed in himself.

"Richie-" Randi started, but stopped. She blinked, and moved her hand around trying to form her sentence. Richie looked over at his female friend.

"Yea?" He asked warily, afraid of what she was about to ask.

"I've been meaning to ask you something-" She paused again, trying to find more words. Richie gave her a look that clearly meant 'and...?'. "-Well. Never mind, I'll ask you at a more appropriate time." She said with a half-smile. Richie furrowed his brow and blinked, then returned back to his work. What had she wanted to ask him.

Randi looked back to the piece of paper in front of her. It was supposed to be filled with notes from the book she was reading. Something on the Renaissance, even though she already practically knew everything about it. It was for her World History class and was supposed to be a two page essay. She could write it in a half hour flat if she wanted to...but she was far too distracted. Out of the corner of her eye she looked to Richie's covered arm. She had seen something on his arm one week ago when she finally showed up to the high school..and she saw it two more times after that. Once after school and just now when he reached for the book. It oddly resembled something that used to litter her arms and legs as well. Randi swallowed hard and looked back to the white-lined paper. 'Concentrate Randi...Concentrate. Ask Richie another time. When there's less people.' Her mind told herself. She knew that's what she could do and taking one last glance at Richie she hoped she could find him alone sooner rather than later. She glanced at him once again, and bit on her lip before returning to her paper. 'Shit.' Was all she could think.

"Hey Richie, over here!" Virgil said, calling out to the blonde. He stopped and looked at Virgil with a raised eyebrow. Virgil motioned him over to his lunch table with his hand, and Richie glanced behind his shoulder to Randi who was sitting alone at a different table. She simply shrugged and waved it off and Richie gave a half-smile and walked over to Virgil's table with his lunch tray.

"Hey V." Richie said, sitting down gently into the plastic seat.

"Hey man, haven't seen you for a while." Virgil said, taking a bite out of his own food. Richie shrugged.

"Just been hanging out with Randi a lot I guess." He said off-handly.

"Yea, about that. Is there like..Something between you two? Always spending time with each other and neglecting everyone else?" Virgil asked with a raised eyebrow. Richie chocked on the water he was trying to swallow, a small amount being blown from his mouth.

"What?" Richie exclaimed after figuring out how to swallow and to blink. Virgil laughed.

"Just asking a question, chill. So you two arn't a thing?" Virgil asked quizzically.

"God no! She's just a friend." Richie said, wiping his mouth. Virgil smiled.

"Good, then you won't mind me setting you up on a blind date." Virgil said with a sly grin. Richie froze.

"NO! Definitely not! Hell no!" Richie shouted.

"Why not Richie?" Virgil said desperately.

"I don't want to go on a date, much less a blind one!" He responded. Virgil rolled his eyes.

"On come on man! Lighten up. Please?" He asked, giving something that was related to a puppy dog pout. Richie's left eye twitched slightly.

"No. I'm in no way, shape or form going on a blind date." Richie said with a tone that clearly stated the conversation was over. Virgil sighed, rolling his eyes yet again.

"Well then at least come to Daisy's house for your birthday. I'll have her bake a cake and everything." Virgil said, waving his plastic spork around like a royal scepter. Richie shrugged.

"I don't know..." He said un-easily.

"Oh come on! It'll just be me and Daisy. You can even bring...Randi if you want." He said, venom going into Randi's name. Richie chose to ignore it though, debating wether or not he would really waste his time on something that pathetic.

"Sure...why not." Richie said un-enthusiastically after a minute. Virgil smiled widely.

"Great."