Guys, I'm bored as hell, so I thought I'd update. Meh. I don't got much to say, except can you ever forgive me for making you wait this long?

Disclaimer: If I did own RENT, the original cast would be tied up in my closet and be forced to sing the whole thing whenever I want! That was really creepy, wasn't it? o.O

"Mark, you're going home with me tonight," she finally said standing.

He gaped at her. He was fucking 25 years old, and she was treating him like a 14 year old.

"No, mom, I'm not."

"Excuse me?" she asked staring obstinately at her son.

"I didn't stutter," he said evenly. He was shocked at where his new-found confidence was coming from. He had never defied his mother before. To be honest, she scared the hell out of him. "Now, I want you to leave. I will call you when I get home from this trip. Goodbye, mom." And with that he stalked out of his room. Mark nearly collapsed in the hallway but managed to make it to the bar and order a very strong drink.

It wasn't long until a man slid onto the stool next to him. He was a short, a little muscly but not too much. He looked a bit Asian, and had inky black hair. (A/N: Guys, just picture Rodney To. Kay? He is who I based him on! I wonder why! And do not question why I named him Jeff. I just did.)

"Hi, I'm Jeff," the man said sticking his hand out for Mark to shake.

"Mark," he replied with a smile and a hand shake.

(Angel/Collins)

"Mama, why are you here?" Angel asked politely. They were in an awkward silence that had been way too long. Angel and Collins were on a couch with their mothers in opposite chairs.

"You're lovely landlord Benjamin Coffin," she hadn't noticed Collins wince. Benny was a sore subject for him. "He had called us to tell us of your plans. Angelo, why didn't you tell me you and Tom were getting married?"

"Um, it was pretty sudden. He proposed not even a month ago. And Mimi was getting married and I thought," Collins nudged her which made her smile, "or Collins thought that it would be a good idea that we save a bit and have a double wedding! Plus, Vegas is kind of a honeymoon spot, so we kind of get an all in one kind of thing."

As she had finished her explanation, Collins had let his mind wander to his surprise for Angel.

"Thomas," his mother interrupted his thoughts. "Why didn't you get a hold of me after your father died?"



"Dad had told me you had died when I was younger. I just believed him," he explained lamely. "After he killed himself, I had to get out of there. I just grabbed my things and Angel and bolted. Did you know dad shot me?" He pointed to the scar on his temple.

Morgan Collins's eyes widened in shock. She knew her husband had had a bad temper, but that was beyond anything she had thought him capable of. Seeing her reaction, he continued.

"You know why? Because he found out about Angel and me. I guess he'd have rather had a dead son than a gay one." He felt Angel give his hand a gentle squeeze of encouragement. He smiled down at his lover.

(Roger/ Mimi)

Mimi had changed out of her outfit for Roger and into a better outfit. She had never met the Davis' before and she didn't want them to hate her, or think that she was a slut.

"…and then we just decided to come here and get married." She breathed a sigh of relief as she heard Roger explain to their mothers what they were doing there. She slowly walked out of the bedroom of the suite and into the bigger room. She smiled sweetly at her new in-laws and her mother, and sat by Roger on the couch. Her father had died a few years ago from a car accident.

She laid her hand on her stomach and thought, It's now or never.

"Hey, honey, did you tell them yet?" she asked innocently, her eyes getting bigger than Angel's when she was being too innocent.

"Tell them wha--" he stopped talking as he saw her glance down at her hand, still on her stomach. "Oh, my God. Really, Mimi?" he said grinning like a fool. When she nodded he sprung to his feet and pulled her into a hug that couldn't have been good for the baby. Then, forgetting that their parents were still there, he kissed her deeply. He froze when he heard a man clear his throat. He chuckled nervously as he pulled away from her.

"Um, Mimi just gave me some fantastic news. We are going to have a baby!"

"What do you mean 'we'? Do you have to get fat and go through labor? No, but I'll think of something for you to do!" she said, mischievously.

"You're having my grandchildren?" Roger's mother, Pam, asked in an almost disgusted tone. She had hid it pretty well, but Roger had picked it up.

Mimi's mother glared at the rude woman. She opened her mouth to speak her mind but Roger got there first.

"Mom, she's my wife. Of course she's having them. Who else would? April?" he asked, furious. He knew his parents had always loved April. Her death hit them almost harder than it had him. He had left them 

in the dark about his late girlfriend's disease and getting him into hard drugs. "The only thing she could give anyone was heroin and AIDS."

"You're just sad that she died," his mother said, trying to convince herself that that was true.

"I'm pretty sure it was because she gave me a death sentence, and got me hooked on drugs. Come one Mimi, we'll see if Maureen and Joann will let us stay there until their gone," he glared at his parents.

Before Roger pulled her out, Mimi spoke something in rapid Spanish and her mother nodded.

(Maureen/Joann)

They had been snuggling on the couch watching Fight Club, when there was a knock on the door. Maureen had reluctantly left Joann's arms, and went to the door.

"What's up guys?" she asked worriedly at the look on Rogers face.

"Roger fought with his parents, and was wondering if we could stay here for the night," she looked at her feet sadly, "They hated me."

"I'm sorry, sweetie. I really was waiting to tell them until we got back," he mumbled into her ear as he kissed her neck.

"Of course. Come in. We were just watching Fight Club," she said. Both were a little shocked with Maureen's out of character niceness, but it was pushing one in the morning. They walked into the room and saw Joann snoring lightly on the couch. Maureen shook her awake and led her into the bedroom. Roger flipped the TV off and lay down on the couch and Mimi snuggled into his side.

"I love you," she mumbled. He told her of his love too. They weren't awake much longer after that.

(Collin/Angel)

Angel and his Mama were speaking excitedly in Spanish, catching up. And Collins and his mother were just trying to think of what to say next.

"So, why'd you leave?" he finally broke the extremely awkward silence.

"I left because I was sick and I was sure I was going to die. Where do you think you got AIDS from?"

"So, all these years and you never sent a letter or called me? Did you even hear about dear old Dad's attempt on my life?" he asked, incredulous.

"I did hear that he had died but I hadn't heard that he had tried to kill you until you were in the City. So, what is your status with Angel?"

"We just got married today. I love her more than anything in the world," he said in complete honesty.

"You said she. You do realize Angel's a boy right?"



"She's only a boy on the outside. She prefers girl's clothes, and I couldn't care less about what she dresses in; she beautiful in and out of drag," he said, allowing his eyes to wander to Angel.

(Mark)

"Mmmmm," Mark groaned as he woke up. "Hangover," he mumbled into his pillow. He opened his eyes to see a way too bright room. He shut his eyes again.

Then an arm snaked around his waist and they snapped open again.

(gasp) Who is it? You probably already know. But please, please, please, please, PLEASE review!