Chapter Four: A Yaoi Comic

A good couple weeks have passed since Jay's humble appearance at Dakota Union High. Maybe not good…or humble since Richie sits in his chair at lunch, again, holding his cheeks that had just been hit. Deciding to keep to him self, he quietly eats his tuna salad. His best friend sits across from him, amused because Richie just can't seem to keep his mouth shut even though he knows he'll get hit. "I'm an idiot…" Rich mutters into his salad.

"Well I could have told you that" Jay rolls his eyes. Francis can't believe that the blue eyed boy was suppose to be the smartest in this school. Seriously.

Laughing at his best friend's expense, Virgil spins his spoon in the pudding on his tray. "You can ace any class you get but you just don't have enough common sense to keep your mouth shut."

Before Richie can defend himself, if he can with dignity, Daisy bursts into the cafeteria, happy as ever. I mean, really happy. "Hey guys! Guess what!?" Frieda is right behind her.

Virgil takes a guess. "Uh…you won the lottery?"

Daisy giggles, taking a seat next to Jay. "Even better!" Students around them ignore her. They are use to this now. "I bought a comic!" Frieda smiles, sitting next to Virgil. "It was $20 but so worth it!"

Richie chimes in. "'Nother yaoi no doubt."

"Yes." Frieda leans across the table to look at her closet gay friend. "But guess of who."

"Do we even want to know?" The mocha teen was never impressed with his two chick friend's obsession with yaoi, as they call it. He calls it gay porn. It's that simple.

What the fuck?! The older man stares at the four morons in confusion. He had that feeling that he didn't want to know. He had the right feeling.

"Static." Daisy lays the comic down and sure enough, Static is on the cover. He was topless and chained to a beat up bed. With his hands tied above his head, Static's eyes were half lidded as blood dripped from the cuts on his chest. Richie bursts out laughing at the display of his best friend. Frieda lets out one of her new fangirl girl giggles. Wearing a mortified look on his face, Virgil just knows that Richie is getting a total kick out of this. "With an old friend, HotStreak."

Hearing his name, Jay's eyes light up. Yup. He wasn't gonna like this. Not one bit.

"Uh…Static screwing HotStreak?" Richie thinks. He couldn't picture Francis being bottom for anyone.

"No no." Daisy corrects. "HotStreak fucking Static, good and hard."

WHAT!?!? AAAAHHHH! I CAN'T DO THAT TO FRANCIS!!!!

A fangirl squeal in heard from the brunet girl. "It is so awesome."

Setting the comic so her friends can see, Daisy opens to page two. "See?"

Looking over like his head told him not to, Jay glances at the page, the image of Static in an ally, wearing only his trench coat and mask, pinned to a wall as HotStreak bites at his dark neck. WHAT THE FUCK!?

"Nice." Richie chuckles. He'll read what ever these two girls will give him. Its been nothing but yaoi for a while. The boy has learned to like it. Meanwhile, Virgil is pretty much out of order. He sits there, mouth a gape, staring at the image before him.

"It was so worth the $20." Frieda speaks to Daisy, who seems to know where to get the best stuff.

Grabbing the comic book of absolute gay hell, Jay pages through it, only to see that the sex gets raunchier by the page. They get bloody, sweaty, and kinky. "YOU TWO ARE SERIOUSLY FUCKED UP!!!" The boy stares at the book blankly, feeling violated. And in the most uncomforting way.

"…maybe a little." Daisy admits.

There is a rather unmanly squeak from the dark lips of the hero. Frieda moves in to defend both her's and Daisy's yaoi fangirl honor. "It's not like we bought the one with tentacle rape…" She gets a look. Although…I just won't tell them we're getting that one next week…

The whole table goes quiet. "Tentacle rape?" Richie felt the need for an explanation.

This time it's Daisy who defends the yaoi fans. "Where Static's ass is explored in ways not even Ebon could reach with his powers." There is a happy smile on her face. Perhaps too happy.

Almost having yet another near death experience, Jay finally takes a breath. Though he is taking it better than Virgil, who had possible mortified himself into a coma. Then his eye twitches(it's okay, he's okay, he moved). "Is this a fuckin' series or som'thin'?" Jay manages to ask.

"Yes. Static gets fucked by his villains. Though he fucks a few…like Shiv. The sex between those two gets bloody." The dark haired girl smiles. "It's awesome."

At this point, neither Jay or Virgil have anything to say. "Let me see that." Richie reaches over to grab the comic. The two shocked boys could have mangled him then and there.

"We have a designated fanboy!" Frieda would have hugged the blonde except he was a few feet away. So she settled for giggling and squealing.

"Give me stuff like this than sure. I'll be that fanboy." The new fanboy pages through the graphic contents of the comic book.

The cover of the damn comic catches Jay's eyes. Something about Static seemed familiar. Too bad that all the boy could think of was how he wanted to use his powers, fight Static, and maybe try his hand at pinning him t-OH HELL NO A blush grows on the larger teens body upon the thought. The thought of that damn hero. Then the wrong person notices the color change in his face.

"You wanna read some too Jay?"

"No" Jay firmly states with anger in his voice. Anger at himself and possibly Static for being sexy.

A chuckle is heard from behind the colored book. "Hehe…He likes V." The blonde sets the comic down to speak stupidly no doubt. "He's probably thinkin' about pounding into hi-"

"SHUT UP!" Jay's fist connects with his cheek, sending him to the floor, something Richie has learned to get to know very well. Virgil doesn't even realize that his friend had been hit because the image of Jay and him in bed sinks into his mind. Him underneath Jay's large body as he leans down to-

Giggling snaps him out of his porno. Frieda leans over across the table, whispering to the other deranged girl. "Him and V would be cute together."

"I'll hurt you Frieda." Jay hisses. Upon hearing more giggle, he tugs his hat, again hiding his red ears. "Shut up." He storms out of the emptying cafeteria. He wonders what the hell he saw in Frieda years ago. She's nuts.

The young hero finds himself beating off perverted thoughts Jay and him. He blushes furiously as he tries his best to ward off gay thoughts. No such luck. "Awwwwww. V's all red." Frieda picks on her friend. Richie stays out of this one, Virgil can zap him.

"You should ask him out V."

"N-no."

"Aw. Why not? You two'd be so cute together."

"And you blush when the other is mentioned."

"We do not."

Frieda laughs at her friend's denial. "You just referred to you and him as a 'we'." There is a small chuckle from Richie. Virgil has the sudden urge to totally dismember that man. "C'mon V, go for it. Ask him out." Ignoring his chick friend, Virgil still has the impulse to kill the blonde to his left.

Daisy smiles kindly, taking back her comic before it is seen and taken away from her again. "He doesn't hit you like Richie."

"He doesn't hit me because I can shut up about certain things."

"Who knows" The one who doesn't shut up speaks. "Maybe Jay'll ask V out." Now the hero wants to disown him as a friend. Richie cowers in fear at the look he gets. "Shutting up." Rich drinks his juice.

"If he asks you out are you gonna say yes?" Unlike Richie, Frieda isn't a coward.

Daisy isn't one either. "The silence sounds like a yes."

"Sh-shut up." Virgil's face burns. "I'm…I gotta go do homework." Standing up, Virgil proceeds to run off in the most unmanly fashion.

He leaves giggling girls behind. "That is so a yes." Frieda smirks.

"So a yes."