Okay, so I know, it's sort of bleak, boring and not a lot of Freddy action at the moment, I do apologise, however, if I don't build characters and all, the plot won't come together. So, bare with him. Also, I was thinking, if it was an alerternate reality, Freddy Krueger wouldn't be a child murderer, he'd be one of the nicest people on Earth. o.o Is it just me, or is that the one of the strangest thoughts ever? Anyway. On with the fic!

The night was passing in a hazy blur of countless cans of cola, coffee and a mountain of xbox games.

Jason stood up from his cross-legged position on the floor and stretched, letting out a small groan as his muscles were pulled.

"Sean, I can't take another xbox game, it's doin' my fuckin' napper in."

Sean paused the game and turned to face Jason.

"You got any better ideas?"

Jason pulled a serious thinking face.

"How about we stay up all night talking about feelings, boys and doing each others hair? And after that we can gossip about who's hot and who's not!"

"You're kidding, right?" Sean questioned.

"No."

Seans jaw dropped as he stared as Jason in disbelief, waiting for him to say he was kidding. Jason, however seemed completely serious.

"Jaosn, what the fu-" Sean was cut off by a laugh emitting from Jason.

"Oh man, you honestly thought I was serious. Aw, I'm too funny for this world!"

Sean growled, annoyed at falling for such an obvious joke.

"Why don't you make yourself usefull, Mr.'Too funny for this world', and go get some more coke."

Jason nodded, a smirk still upon his face and exited the room, descending the stairs and looking around for the kitchen. The house was a similar lay out to his own, however it was much cleaner and didn't smell of alcohol and take aways. Jason sighed a little and entered the kitchen to find Sean's mother and brother sitting at the kitchen table.

"Hi, Jason." Mrs Disanco gave a warm smile. "You boys still awake?"

Jason gave a nod. "Yeah, Sean sent me down for coke."

Sammy scoffed. "Sean always was a lazy ba-...boy." He changed his word at the glare he recieved from his mother.

"In the fridge, dear. Help yourself."

Jason nodded again. "Thanks, if you don't mind my asking, how come you're still awake? It's pretty late."

"Can't sleep!" Sammy chimed, before his mother could answer.

Jason grabbed two cans from the refridgerator, noticing the glances Sean's mother kept giving the bruising on his face. Having now a yellow and purple hue upon his jaw, it was hard to miss.

Mrs. Disanco finally spoke up.

"That's a nasty mark, Jason."

"Yeah, it was a pretty nasty accident. I fell down the stairs." Jason lied coolly, giving his head a small shake. "Honestly, one of these days, my clumsyness will get me in big trouble. Anyway, I'd better get back upstair before Sean starts his whining. Goodnight." He bailed up stair before either of Sean's family members could reply, gritting his teeth. He pushed the door open with his elbow, turning to give Sean his coke, only to find him fast asleep, sweating and thrashing around. A small cut appeared on his lower arm.

"Ah, fuck sake, man!" Jason muttered, placing the beverages down and grabbed Sean by the shoulders, shaking him furiously. "Sean! Wake the fuck up!"

Sean's eyes popped open, wide with terror. He pushed himself forward, and pinned Jason to the floor, still convinced he was in the dream, while Jason told him furiously to wake up. Finally coming to his senses, Sean's breathing eased. Taking notice of how close Jason and himself were, Sean gazed at the boy pinned beneath him, while Jaosn stared back. His heartback began to speed up once more, he could feel the warmth of Jasons breath on his face. The tension between the two was becoming more intense, neither one of them breaking the eye contact between them. Gulping slighting, Sean leaned forward and met Jason's lips. It only last for a few seconds before he pulled away. Jason looked up at Sean for a moment, before pushing him off of him.

"What the FUCK are you playing at?" Jason jumped to his feet, glaring down at Sean, who was stuck for words.

"Eh, Jason, m-man, look, I...I don't know what come over me. I-I'm sorry. I thought it was -"

"Well, you thought fucking wrong didn't you! " Jason turned heading for the door Sean scrambled to a standing position and grabbed Jason's arm.

"Jason, wait -"

"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Me." Jason snarled, pulling his arm out of Sean's grip.

Sean, refusing to let up, grabbed Jason once more and turned him to face him, only to fall back on his ass, a sharp, throbbing pain in his jaw. Jason stood over him, hand clenched into a fist. Sean looked up at the other boy, mouth agape slightly.

"Stay the fuck away from me, Sean. I mean it." Jason threatened before turning on his heel and storming out of the house. Sean sat in a daze for a few moments, before curling up. Tears were begining to form in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking, he'd acted on impulse, and now he'd lost a friend. What hurt the most, was that he could have sworn, just for half a second, that Jason had kissed him back.

Yes it's short but like. I dunno lol. R&R :)