I didn't want to reply to you guys because MEWHAHAHAH I updated like woah, and Now I won;t update until fir or sat...cause this cliffy will have drooling and gasping and crying and well...yeah...hehe, without further aduie...cause I can't spell, here it is...I present to you...the hottest chapter yet...besides chapter 13, which is HOTTER if possible. CHAPTER 12
Chapter 12 : Michael pt 2
Michael you're the boy with all leather hips
Sticky hair Sticky hips
Stubble on my sticky lips
Michael you're the only one I ever want
Only one I ever want Beautiful boys on a beautiful dance floor
Michael your dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now…
And nothing matters now.
Alex laid down inside the bed, idly flipping through a magazine as Jake emerged from the closet wearing a tuxedo. He smiled when he turned around ," You look nice"
"God, I hate these things" Jake moaned out, looking at himself inside the mirror," It needs room to breathe"
"Well then" Alex said, smiling," Why don't we make some modifications to it"
" What do you mean?" Jake asked," Are you getting another one of your world class ideas?"
"As always, you're right. Let's make this a dance that everyone will remember, and if we happen to not show up with tuxedos then too bad, we own this school anyway" Alex looked the tux over," Get me some scissors"
It was around 9 pm when Michael proceeded to get dressed to go out. He picked his outfit carefully, sneaking in and out of Marco's closet and using the products that he borrowed for Andy carefully. He sat down in front of the mirror and questioned his look, how should his hair be? What about his eyes? He wanted this to be beyond perfect…
He paused.
Looked around, making sure the door was locked, before he flicked on the light above the mirror and glanced into it. His cheeks were pale, his eyes, which are always green, seemed to be lit, just a little bit, but other wise than that, he seemed dead. He picked up the light cream that sat next to it and rubbed it gently on his face, his fingers massaging the cream all over until it was evened out perfectly and then he walked over to the shower and turned it own.
He tossed off his shirt and jeans and hopped in, taking the shampoo and soap with him and smiled a little, thinking of how he used to get angry with his dad who would come and sneak in and flush the toilet as soon as he turned on the water. As he drew the soap across his body he realized how much he missed his dad, but he didn't want to dwell on the past. He lathered up the shampoo into his hands and scrubbed his hair furiously, black running through it along with blue steaks until it was all out and pooling around his feet.
He didn't really need to, didn't have to, but decided to do it anyway, and re-dyed his hair again, the same dark black and blue color before stepping out and wrapping a towel around his waist and going back into the other side of the bathroom and sitting down in front of the mirror again,. And blinked a little bit.
Because he knew that this was officially over, he blinked.
Because he knew that there were no more chances, he blinked.
And well, he was okay with that, which made him blink just a little bit harder than necessary
He toweled his hair dry, then shook his head vigorously for an after effect and then reached over and grabbed the make up, Andy's supposed "Circa 2005 dance whore special" consisting of only the most wild, flamboyant pinks, blues, blacks and purples, mixed hues of eyeliner, lip gloss, lip stick and nail polish. Rings, belt loops, chains, cuffs, bracelets, necklaces, and other assorted things. He sighed thankfully, he was glad he knew Andy.
He glanced around, so much to choose from, so much to choose from….he needed the perfect amount of sex appeal to make this work, all card on the table, all hands down. Everything at steak, nothing to loose, everything to gain. He felt his heart race, always a good thing in his opinion as he un screwed the cap of lip gloss and set off to work
Marco frowned as Ryan smiled," Cut it out will you?"
"No, not until you tell me what's wrong" Ryan poked him again.
Marco decided to go over to Brian's house after school along with Ryan for a boys night out. He decided to leave Michael be and just enjoy himself.
" Yeah, pretty boy, what's the matter?" Brian cooed out.
"The new kid at school is the asshole than almost out road raged me" Marco sighed.
" Almost? Please, he completely blew you out of the…" Ryan began.
Marco shot him a dirty look.
"…water." Ryan finished. " Heh…yeah…"
Andy laughed a little," You guys, Marco don't worry, is he cute though?"
"You know Sam Endicott right?" Marco asked.
"The fabulous dark brooding cutie that is at war with Brandon Flowers currently?" Andy asked.
"Yep" Marco smiled," That's him"
"So what's his name?" Pete asked, sitting up.
"Davis…Davis RuSou" Marco shrugged," New kid"
Andy's face paled," No…"
"Why, you know him?"
"Holy shit…no…you can….your lying" Andy stuttered out, actually looking afraid for once.
"Hey, Andy…what's the matter?" Brian asked, serious for once.
"He's….god….him…" Andy stopped," I need to go lay down…" He got up and began to walk up the stairs when Brian got up to follow him. Even though Brian joked around a lot, everyone knew that Brian really did Care for Andy as Andy did for him, it had always been that way. Ryan with Pete, Andy with Brian, that's the way they met, never dating really, just being close friends.
"Don't follow me" Andy snapped.
Brian blinked.
He tried again," I just need to be alone…okay?" Lightly whispered before continuing up the steps.
"Whose he?" Ryan asked.
"Remember his best friend that he was close with before he came out to him…?" Brian asked.
"That's him?" Marco asked, thoroughly shocked.
"Yeah" Pete nodded sadly.
"But he's gay!" Marco snapped.
"What?" Everyone looked at him.
Michael shook his hands inside his hair, making the perfect tussled spike look , cutting and trimming where necessary and licking his lips nervously, threw the scissors down before any past thoughts came into mind then reached up and pulled on his out fit. First he pulled on the skin tight leather pants, boot cut of course and then the dark blue midnight colored shirt, tinted with leather cuttings around the side, almost for the whole frayed jeans cut out type look and then decided on two black bangles for each arm.
Before he did that he zipped up his boots, something Marco had had stashed in the corner, knee length and then sighed again. He turned around in the mirror, adding the final touches of purple eyeliner, mixed in with smudged blue and black eyeliner, another coat of lip gloss, this time black picked up his bottle of nail polish, trying to decide between blue or black. He decided for a compromise and made blue and black stripes, vertically on each nail, for the whole effect. He felt silly dressing up, but like he said before, he needed closure, and closure is what he was going to get.
He pulled a scarf around his neck, silver of course, and then pulled on a long trench coat on top of that and a hat, since it was really that cold out side and then went down stairs.
"Your going to the debate?" Robert asked, popping up from the kitchen table, he was helping Mrs. Del Rossi make brownies.
"Yeah" Michael nodded, still walking.
Mrs. Del Rossi shot him a knowing look," Don't stay out too late"
Michael glanced at her nervously," I-- I won't"
"Good luck Mikey. I know you'll be great" Robert said, hugging him gently, friendly, but oh, how they both wished it meant more…
Wait, did they just secretly admit something?
Michael broke away quickly," Thanks"
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Jake smirked," Alex, your magical"
They both looked down at their altered tuxedos. The sleeves were cut out, the cuffs stayed of course, the bow tie separated so that it was tied around the neck and watched as Alex rummaged through the closet and pulled out two pairs of boots.
"Boots?" Jake asked," Are you trying to get us suspended?"
"Ahh Jake, have some fun" Alex pouted.
"Hell, I'm all for it" Jake said, snatching the boots. As he pulled them on he noticed the sad look on Alex's face," What's the matter?" He asked, concern leaking out accidentally, since he didn't want Alex to know that he was the only real person that he could trust in his life, that Michael was now just something of the past, a broken record playing over in his head, scratching and skipping constantly to the point of insanity. He wanted to point out that if Alex wasn't happy he couldn't sleep at night, because then he felt like he wasn't being a good enough friend, and that he was just ruining another person's life.
He was afraid to tell Alex all of this because he was afraid that Alex would expect more from him, need more from him, like Michael did. And when Jake would freak out, becoming up set and pushing him away too fast he didn't want to see Alex crumble away slowly, depression and hurt finally getting to him until he couldn't breathe correctly just at the sight of him, that his very presence would make him faint, make him cry, make him want to kill himself right then and there because of what happened. To know that in some twisted way, he was the cause of your own death, was just enough to make a single tear slip through Jake's eyes and hit the floor.
A single tear, hitting the ground. Making a soft patter sound.
And Alex heard it, from all the way across the room.
Because when you've been hidden in a closet for three days, crying, because the person that locked you in there is threatening to kill you if you don't stop crying and you learn how to silence your tears until they only made that dull patter sound. So he looked up and took Jake's hand reassuringly," I've told you before" His voice had a chuckle in it, an uneasy one, as if he might break out into tears at any given moment as well," I am…not…like Michael."
Jake sighed," Let's just get this over with, Mr. DJ"
Alex didn't let go of him, but inside pulled him into a hug," What the hell are you wearing?" He whispered in, taking in the scent.
"Axe" Jake whispered back, laughing and hugging him," Is it bad?"
"No" Alex let go of him," It's perfect."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jake laughed, getting up.
"You'll probably woo someone off their feet tonight" Alex said, and he couldn't help the smile that broke through.
Andy sat inside his room quietly, crying when he felt someone sit down next to him and pet his hair," I thought I told you not to follow me" He sniffed out, rolling around to look that them.
"You know I was never one to listen to you" Brian laughed. " Are you okay?"
"Do I look it?" Andy snorted," I mean, I knew that Sammy said that they were back in town and all…" He trailed off.
" Come back downstairs, we need to go out and get drunk or something"
Andy's eyes lit up," Oh….can we play a game?"
"Sure…." Brian trailed off," You seem so happy, what? Scrabble? Tag? Hide and Seek?"
"No, silly….got any handcuffs?" Andy asked.
" Hello…everyone boys and girls, and I'd like to courgally welcome you all to the Winter Ball and I am sure you will all have a good time" Alex said from the stands in the top of their large ballroom, yeah, the school had a ballroom. Alex was in the rafters practically, and had a perfect over view of the whole place, so he could watch from a safe view. He had a turn table, although he didn't understand why since all he would be able to play classical music, well, that and one other thing, the mixed CD carefully hidden under the turn tables. He switched on some droning classical music and watched as Jake took a girl white gloved hand and proceeded to twirl her around in the fashion that was Leonardo Slpilce School For The Gifted And Talented. For all boys there were well mannored elegant young lads.
Of course 75 percent of the boys were gay.
20 were questioning and the rest were straight but didn't really care of the sudden advances and hit ons.
Jake rolled his eyes as so did most of the other boys as they twirled around together, doing the fox trot and all this other shit when what he really needed to do was rip off his shirt and bring on the glitter and fill this whole fucking place with techno music. He did get stares through, from his not so formal attire, but what the fuck ever, he owned that school and they all knew it. They respected Jake, they all loved him.
And that's all that mattered.
The dance went on for about an hour before things suddenly got a little interesting.
Around 10:30 the dean got sick from food poising and around 11:00 the lights began to flicker different colors, due to the faulty fixtures they had to shut those lights off and put on the back up stage lights, not the green , red, blue, purple and pink ones, just white ones.
At 11:15 the cd skipped twice, and Alex fumbled around, trying to fix it. At 11: 30 the microphone went wonky and you could hear someone say "Oh…" into it, as if out of breath, but Alex was the only one with the microphone, so he couldn't have done it. At 12:00 all the girls were tired, but the dance didn't end into 2 so they still had a few hours left. A few minutes after 12:01 an announcement came on," Sorry you guys after the technical difficulties, someone is coming to fix it" And then Alex went back to rummaging around in the cd casses. At 12: 05 the door opened, but no one knew what or who it was because the lights were out. Alex suddenly sprung up and grabbed the mike," Ladies…and gentlemen, um….I think that we should rotate partners now, and mix things up a bit…" He stopped," And let's put on a new song, shall we?"
He flipped the switch as people crossed the room.
The beat made them stop dead in their tracks.
The boys smirked, the girls gasped and Jake looked up into the stands at Alex, "What the fuck" Clearly written all over.
Guitars ripped through the air, the beat stronger as Alex turned the dial. The stage lights dimmed, the white ones transitioning into purple, blue and pink as the words flooded out.
"Michael…"
People followed the lights as they rested on the door, Michael standing there, his hands on his hips in a dull manner, scanning the crowd looking for Jake.
"Oh…"
He spotted him
Jake wanted to die.
Michael automatically caught the 75 percent of the boys, the other 20 percent glanced shyly and the rest even looked, only out of question.
"Come and dance with me Michael…"
Michael locked eyes with Jake.
Everyone looked at him.
Michael threw his coat and hat down at the front of the door and made his way over to Jake, looking around, the dull look on his face fixed in place, leather sliding across his legs, eyeliner and nail polish glittering. He came nose to nose with Jake, who was in shock and slipped the scarf around Jake's waist and pulled him in close.
"Oh yeah…."
"Now everybody, grab who you really want to dance with" Alex called over the speaker.
Boys and boys automatically sectioned off, Girls grabbed the boys they wanted and some just grabbed Two girls for themselves.
"What are you doing here?" Jake asked as Michael moved slowly to the beat, waiting for the words to pick up.
He shrugged," Dance" The words slid off his lips, whispered perfectly, darkly, seductively, the lipgloss shimmering darkly in Jake's eyes. " I want you to dance…" He whispered softly, purring into his ear," like you never danced before…" The beat picked up quickly," I want you to dance with me now, Jake" He growled out.
Jake gasped, Michael grabbed him by the fly of his pants and pulled him to the middle of the dance floor.
Alex craftily shifted the pink and blue lights onto them, while the orange, red and purple lights scattered around at almost seizure inducing rates. He smirked, placed his hands behind his back and leaned back inside the chair smiling
"Where are you going, Robert?" Mrs. Del Rossi asked as Robert suffered the last brownie into his mouth,"OH…I wanna go cheer Mikey on, you know?" He slid off the chair," Thanks for the brownies!"
"Oh, no need to thank me" Mrs. Del Rossi smiled sweetly. " You helped make them."
"I'll be back soon": Robert said, heading out the door when Mrs. Del Rossi stopped him. " Robert, don't be upset…when things don't come out as you expected…."
"What do you mean?" He paused in the doorway.
"I'm just saying in general life" She shrugged.
"Oh…kay, I will, Bye!" He called out, shutting the door.
Mrs. Del Rossi sighed and placed a palm to her head," Michael…"
This is where I'll be so heavenly so come and dance with me Michael….
Jake couldn't handle the pressure that Michael was applying, the rhymathic beat surging through his body as Michael moved next to him, on him, griding himself into him, the leather touched Jake's bare arms, making him go crazy. How many nights had he dreamed of this happening before? " You can touch me" Michael whispered lowly, another smooth contact," I won't hurt you" He took his hands, slowly sliding them across his bare skin and down to his hips. " Much…"
So sexy…I'm sexy…
Michael ran his hands acorss Jake's chest and smiled as he tried to pull away, only making him pull back harder," Jake, you know, since you left things have changed, everybody seems, different I guess" He used his normal weak voice," I missed you so much" He whispered, tracing his jaw line," At first…and then I forgot everything…Novocain for the brain" He whispered. He breathed a little, he could feel Jake's body tensing, so he continued on," I was so scared…"
So come and dance with me Michael
So sexy
I'm sexy
Some come and dance with me Michael
So close now
So close now
So come and dance with me…
Michael you're the boy with all leather hips Sticky hair Sticky hips Stubble on my sticky lips
"Michael, stop it" Jake said, trying to pull away again.
Michael you're the only one I ever want
Only one I ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dance floor
Michael your dancing like a beautiful whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter nowww….oh….
"But then you know what?" Michael whispered on, " I felt so much better…." He paused, his voice switching back," You look so good tonight…" His hands travled downwards to his fly again, " Have the boys been giving you a run for your money?"
This is what I am
I am a man
So come and dance with me Michael
OH
So strong now…
It's strong now
Michael leaned in," oh god…you smell so…good, is that axe? I love a boy in axe…" He whispered against his cheek, making a wet gloss spot there.
So come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see
You want to see
So come and dance with me
Michael
So close now…
So…close…now..
"Why are you acting like this…why are you acting so slutty?" Jake asked, horrified and extreamily turned on.
Oh…oh…oh…
He felt sick.
"How else do you think I got my money? Turned tricks?" Michael said, his voice soft." It was by…" He said, kissing Jake's earlobe, sucking on it," doing…" He moved to his lips, " This…" He kissed him, grabbed him and Alex struggled to follow them with the lights as Michael rammed Jake up against the wall.He pushed him upwards and smiled," Cause I'm a dirty boy, remember?" Michael laughed bitterly," No one wants an HIV infected boy friend, right?"
"This isn't what it's about and you know it" Jake snapped. Michael just pressed himself harder against Jake, his voice desperate and sick. His finger nails dug into his skin, sharply, making Jake's eyes tear up, as if if he was to let go Michael might die right there.
"Fuck…me" Michael breathed out.
Jake blinked at him.
The CD skipped.
Oh…oh…oh…oih…oh….
Michael…oh….Michael…ugh….oh…
Michael…oh…oh…oh…
Alex kicked it.
Michael…oh….
Micahel you're the only want
Only one I ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dance floor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Miichael waiting on a silber platter now…
And nothing matters now oh….
" I want you, right now" Michael breathed, looking him in the eyes," God…I could blow you right now" He placed his hands up against his pants and Jake flinched at the friction.
Michael…
I'm….
Jake's eyes flashed darkly, if Michael wanted to be like this, why resit it?
He gabbed him by the hair and pulled his face up nex to his.
Michael smiled wildly.
Mi- Mi- Mi-Micahel…
Oh…
Michael, oh…uh
Michael, ugh…
Michael,..ugh…
Michael grabbed Jake this time, and kissed him wildly, a dark frenzy over taking them, backs pressed against the wall, stutters and shivvers erupting, gloss being smeared in the most secretive places. He smiled, kissing him again as Jake felt his knees go week," You're so beautiful, Jake" Michael whispered gently.
Michael…Michael…Michael! Michael…
Oh yeah…
"I knew one day, that this would happen" Jake moaned out.
The pulsating music took over.
Robert stopped around the corner to get some flowers for Michael, as a celebration for the debate before he went to the school only to find the doors locked. That was rather odd, cause Michael had said that the debate was around 10 or so, so why wasn't the doors opened? Someone probably locked them, he decided, as he walked around to the enterance, but those doors were locked also, and a matter of fact, the lights were out too.
He stood there, confused, maybe he miseard Michael, but that's impossible.
Right?
Michael you're the only one I ever want
Only one I ever want
Only one I ever want
Beautyiful boys on a beauty dance floor
Michael your dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matter now
"What dorm room are you in?" Michael asked, clutching to him as if drunk out of his mind, it was 2 am and everybody was scrambling around to make sure that there was no trace of the sudden transition that happened while the dean was throwing up inside the bathroom for the past three hours.
"It's down the hall" Jake said, running a hand through his spiky hair.
" Then why are we still here?" Michael eyes, eyes glowing, they were still on the table, dancing, kissing, fondling away.
Michael…
Michael…
Michael…
Yes, I'm here…
" I don't know" Jake sighed, he got off of the table and slid to the floor, Michael behind him.
The smell of Axe drove Michael crazy.
The smell of leather drove Jake insane.
Michael…
Yeah?
Michael…
"Then let's go then" Michael smiled.
Yes, I'm here
Jake looked up at Alex who smiled, and waved at him before ducking under the turn table to fix the wiring. All night Alex had set up everything, the technical difficulties and lights, even the food poisoning, none the less, he just didn't want Jake sad.
Michael, Oh…
Michael.
So sexy…
Michael slid across the floor, holding Jake by his hips as they walked towards the dorm rooms
Oh your sexy
If you didn't like this chapter I will give you a full back money garuentee! Lol, okay, maybe not, but come one, cliff hanger like woah and hot leather action