Disclaimer: I do not own "Newsies" or any of the genius associated to them. Disney owns them, no infringement intended. I am not making money from this in any way, I claim no rights to the characters mentioned from the movie, but I do claim the plot and the ideas surrounding this story. Don't steal, don't sue, and I'm sure we will all be grand friends.

A/N: I just watched Newsies with my boyfriend (I know. I'm lucky to have a boyfriend who loves it as much as me.) and I totally spotted a new storyline. There are other things to do first, though. Other things that must happen. Like this story.

Warning:PG-13 (sexuality, adult situations)

iv.)
her laugh is all lemonade&lace
completely antebellum belles&debutantes
they gravitate to the familiar
&& it is drying his flow
HE SAYS:
"change facilitates growth."
he never could say a word that mattered
(unless he wrote it down first)

It's been three weeks since she's come and she still hasn't been able to sort through all of his books (even though she rarely sees him read anything that hasn't come from his own pen). He never lets her read his scribbling (although he reads her like a book) and proudly protects his journal with a watchful eye. It isn't that she would deceitfully look at his work (though she would do so openly if he'd let her) it is just that he doesn't trust her near as much as she trusts him. He's egotistical to think that everyone cares what comes from his pen but realistic enough to know that they would probably be disappointed at the nonsense they'd find.

Watching him write is a voyeuristic activity for her (she is sexually attracted to the forbidden) and she's touched herself while watching him (as engrossed in her own world as he is in his). She can't help but wonder what goes onto those pages. In the back of her mind she remembers Boy Vagabond in a coffee shop writing in these same leather bound journals, but she forgets why she saw him there.

Sometimes he reads what he writes to her. His words wrap around her like smoke (smothering and intoxicating) leaving her light headed and hazy. It is in these moments that he whispers other stories into her ears (when she is draped in a languid stupor). The warm breath from his mouth tickles the column of her neck as he reinvents her history (he's making her whatever he wants her to be and she's letting him).

There are always slow caresses (starting around her collar bones and shoulder blades) that accompany the fabric of words he weaves (and moving down as further as she leans into his touch). It isn't that he is taking advantage of her (she wants this so badly) but he never gives her a choice. Her voyeurism comes to something much more as his words continue to tumble over her with rehearsed eloquence up until he is jerking and spasming above her. Even in the hazy afterglow his babbling trickles into her ear canals and she absorbs it all (she lives for moments like these).

Then he gets up (it's so cold without him) leaves the room and cleans himself (its always a little sticky when they're done). This is becoming surprisingly routine. Normally he would go back over to his desk and paint more worlds to introduce to her when he was ready (but never before). Today he came back to the room and lay down beside her (his eyes sifted dreams through her hair like baby's breath).

"I've lost my words." He whispered soft like a breeze but a meaning of hurricane force. "We have to go find them." He's lying on his side while she stares up at the ceiling (his mouth is so close to her ear but they are no where near touching).

"Where?"

A beat. He's closer now (but still miles away).

"Where the fairies play by the mermaids lagoon." The words are foolish but erotic in the way he whispers them.

Someone once told her that mermaids and fairies aren't real, but that was Then and this is Now. So she forgets she doesn't believe and knows that this will change everything.

It seems she's forgotten (herself) a lot while she's been with him (and it's only just begun).

He doesn't need to say anything else.

A/N: Thanks to QuirkyDel for reading and reviewing! Love to hear from you and anyone else who is reading.