"I thought you were good, Francis... Why are you doing this?" Hotstreak stopped and looked at Richie. "I was just having fun."

Hotstreak could see the rage that burned within the blond boys eyes. He felt bad. Richie attempted to punch the other teen in the jaw only to have his fist caught mid-way by him. "C'mon, you know better than that." Hotstreak pulled Richie into a hug. "I'm going to be honest with you... Yes... I admit I had fun doing what I did and hey, I'll share some of it with you. Hows that sound? You love me don't you?"

"What are you thinking?! Have you lost your mind?!"

"...You love me don't you?" The red head repeated sounding a bit anxious.

The blond teen didn't reply. How was he supposed to respond to that at a time like this?

Hotstreak stood in front of Richie looking at him. He suddenly shoved Richie onto the ground. He turned around to return to the subway.

"I guess I got my answer then." He said as he turned around and walked away.

Richie got up and brushed the dirt off his clothes.

Richie returned to Virgil's house. He knocked on the door and Virgil opened. "Hey, where did Ebon take you and Francis to? I went looking for you."

"I... I don't know. I just ended up alone with Fancis."

"Speaking of him, what was that between you and him earlier today?"

"Well... You see... I don't know how to explain it..."

Virgil basically got the jist of what his friend is trying to say. "Its okay. I understand."

Richie sat in Virgil's living room and they talked the whole evening. "How did you end Francis of all people end up dating?" Virgil asked.

"Well we weren't exactly dating... More like experiment dating... But I knew I wanted to be with him, so I suppose we were dating... But It all started with..." Richie suddenly remembered the incident that brought him and Hotstreak together. Although he was happy to be friend Hotstreak... The day it happened was a day he didn't want to remember.

"With what?" Virgil asked.

"I was being mugged by these guys and... Things got out of hand... Francis was probably the only person on the street who had the guts to try and save me when he heard my screams. Since then we started talking a lot and we enjoyed eachothers company..."

Virgil didn't say anything. There was an awkward silence for a few minutes.

What do I make of this? Francis can't be good for Richie... Richie deserves better. But what if Francis really is serious about him? No, I don't think so... If he was then he wouldn't be doing all this.

"He asked me if I loved him... And I didn't say anything... And I do love him... I don't know why I didn't tell him I did..."

Virgil patted his friend on the back trying to comfort him. "You were probably just scared, and all of this drama is happening so fast it didn't sound like the appropriate time to say it." Richie layed down on the couch with Virgil sitting on the opposite end.

I really don't trust him. Virgil thought to himself.

"Virgil... I know what you might be thinking... Francis really opened up to me. I know he really isn't a bad person. He's just intoxicated with the power he's been given. He just needs a little help is all..."

Will we ever speak to eachother again...? I miss him already...

Hotstreak stood at the entrance to the abandoned subway staring into the sky.

"Hey, Hotstreak."

Hotstreak turned around and saw Shiv. "We all divided up the cash. Heres your share." The purple haired teen left the sack of money on the floor next to Hotstreak and went back into the subway.

Hotstreak looked at the sack sack and grunted.

A few weeks and a few robberies and public disturbances later, Richie hadn't been able to speak to Hotstreak again. But if he did get a chance to speak to him again, what would he say? I love you? I miss you?

Since his first robbery, Hotstreak hadn't returned home or returned to school. Richie knew where he could find him but he'd rather not end up going there to find only Ebon there and not Hotstreak.

Richie... I miss you.

Hotstreak lied awake as he tried to sleep on the uncomfortable futon that was layed out on the cold concrete ground. As much as he tried to fight it, the tears that swelled up in his eyes ran down his face. Something suddenly started to tap his lower back. Hotstreak turned around and saw it was Shiv, poking him with a random stick. "What the hell do you want?" Hotstreak whispered trying not to wake Talon or Ebon- Wherever he was.

"Somethings bothering you. Wanna talk about it?" Shiv said still poking him. Hotstreak grabbed the stick and tossed it onto the tracks. "You're fucking irritating you know that?"

"Thus why I'm not going to leave you alone till ya tell me what mister tough guy was crying about."

What value does Ebon see in this idiot?

"If it means you'll leave me the fuck alone. But you had better not say a word of this to anyone or I swear I wont hesitate to light that shit you call hair on fire."

Shiv crawled closer to Hotstreak and sat in front of the red head with his legs crossed like a little child who was about to hear a fairy tale.

"Well before I became the way I am now... I had feelings for that blond boy you guys saw before."

"Mmm, good taste, he's hot." Hotstreak glared at Shiv. "He's mine, back off." Hotstreak warned.

"But I thought you said you HAD feelings for him. Yet you say he's yours. You still love him don't you?" Shiv pointed out.

Hotstreak glared at Shiv and continued what he was saying.

"Anyways... He isn't happy with what I'm doing now... I mean, I'm only making good use of my powers right?"

Shiv nodded. "I know what you mean. My boyfriend wasn't happy about what I'm doing now either."

This psycho has a boyfriend? The guy must have the patience of a saint to be able to deal with this fool.

"He isn't exactly my boyfriend. We were just experimenting to see if we would work out. And it seemed like we were but I guess all of this made him change his mind about me and I miss him a lot..."

Shiv giggled.

"Whats so funny?" Hotstreak demanded.

"Hah, it's just so funny that a guy like you can be changed so much by one cute blond boy. Before you were a fire breathing dragon with no emotions. Now it's just like, aww puppy love." Shiv said laughing.

Hotstreak glared at Shiv. "Now you know. You wanna leave me alone now?"

Shiv rolled back and started skipping back to his corner. Freak... Hotstreak thought to himself.

Hotstreak shifted his body trying to make himself comfortable to fall asleep. Richie... These past few days have been so lonely without you...

Richie lied awake in his bed on his side, hugging his pillow. Imagining that he was holding on to Hotstreak's warm muscular body. Unknown to him, Hotstreak had been feeling the same way in the recent weeks that have gone by.