A/N:This is a "Shuffle Drabble Meme". The rules of writing such a thing are this:

1) Pick a pairing, character or fandom you like

2) Put your music player on shuffle/random.

3) Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the timeframe of the song to finish the drabble; You start when the song starts and finish when it stops. NO LINGERING!!!

4) Do ten, and then post them.

For simplicity, all of these are going to be Reid/Tyler. :D And for the reviewers...

wild wonderland: Wow... Didn't quite think it was good enough to make someone speechless, lol.

LadyV.2102:I'm glad you liked it. I personally love the Left 4 Dead games. Could just be me and my love of guns and zombies and misfits for characters, but hey, what ever plucks your duck, right? (Btw: That's just my way of saying 'whatever floats your boat'. I'm a little odd. XD)

LawleyPop024:Oh, Epsilon has completely buggered off and left me. I'm running this mission blind and it's a pain in my ass... So if this next chapter sucks, I blame it on the fact that I'm on my own. XD

Marionet:Well, Chapter 42, "Fireflies" was actually inspired by the Owl City song. I couldn't get it out of my head. Just sort of stuck with me, lol. I tried to make Anonymous clever, I really did. And Florida was kinda based on some stuff Iwent through, so it made it easier for me to make it believable, lol. And I totally wouldn't have minded you reviewing on every single chapter. People have done it in the past. I just really enjoy hearing what my readers think. :3

Dark Angel's Blue Fire: Thanks.

beginningxofxthexend: I have to say, every time you review, it makes me grin. It really does. I don't know why I was suddenly obsessed with the colors, but it started off as just me thinking about how black and white Caleb was and then I was like, "You know what? Fuck him. I like color." And it grew from there. I'm glad you enjoyed that one so much.

1) "Drunken Lullabies" by Flogging Molly. [3 minutes, 50 seconds]

"I don't care what she said. You know how I feel and you know that's never gonna change." Reid insisted.

"Shut up. You're drunk." Tyler pouted.

"So are you."

"So?"

Reid laughed without being entirely sure of what was funny.

"And now you're laughing at me. Asshole." Tyler stuck his tongue out.

"Don't stick your tongue out unless you wanna use it." Reid warned.

"Fuck you. I'll do what I want." Tyler stuck his tongue out again.

Reid wrapped his lips around Tyler's protruding tongue and the brunette jumped. Reid had never been that forward before... But then again, there had always been something about vodka that made Reid act funny... Tyler's tequila-addled brain gave up on coherent thought when his tongue was pushed from Reid's mouth and back to his own and was accompanied by Reid's tongue.

They probably should have been ashamed of making out at a party that most of Spencer's Academy was attending, but who cared? Everyone was drunk... And it wasn't really their first time doing something like that either. They had a very bad habit of finding themselves in the same mess, drunk, leaning against each other and kissing like crazy while the party raged on around them. They might regret it in the morning, sure. But that didn't matter. Not at the moment.

2) "Umbrella Beach" by Owl City [3 minutes, 50 seconds]

Tyler didn't much like the beach. He was too pale, for one thing. He always went home with a sunburn, no matter how much sunscreen he used. The reason he decided to go and at least try to have a good time was because Reid loved few things more than the sun on his face, sand between his toes and sea water on his skin.

Tyler decided that it was nice enough outside on their secluded section of the beach. It was too far from the boardwalk for the tourists, too close to a sandbar for good waves to surf, and too close to a rocky outcropping for worried parents to let their children near. They were the only people for yards in either direction.

"Come on." Reid said, grabbing Tyler's wrists and pulling him into the surf. Tyler laughed and splashed Reid with the blue-green water.

Despite the slight sunburn he earned from too much time in natural light, Tyler decided it was a good day.

3) "Zydrate Anatomy" by The Repo: The Genetic Opera Cast [3 minutes, 51 seconds]

The disappointment was evident in Tyler's face and his tone. Reid sighed and dropped to the bed with a sigh.

"You promised me, Reid." Tyler warned.

"I know. It was just one time. Just to take the edge off, you know?" Reid said.

"It only takes one time to take the edge off and then we're right back to where you were six months ago. You can't afford to Use like we're kids anymore, Reid. You're already addicted and that means you're already living on borrowed time."

Reid sighed. He knew Tyler was right, but sometimes he just needed a little help with the agony, and a little help came in a little spark of Power that worked wonders for him. Tyler sat next to his boyfriend and threw an arm around his shoulders.

"You need to slow down, babe. At the rate you're going..." Tyler let the thought hang unfinished.

"It's not easy, Baby Boy. We're all living on borrowed time. Some of us are just better at holding on to it." Reid shrugged.

As much as he hated to admit it, Reid was right, but it didn't change the fact that he had a problem.

3) "Let The Monster Rise" by The Repo: The Genetic Opera Cast [2 minutes, 42 seconds]

He'd been caught, busted. His secret was out.

"So much for changing, huh?" Tyler growled. He didn't wait for an answer, he turned on his heel and stormed away from the dorm room.

"Tyler! Tyler wait!" Reid yelled. It didn't take him much to catch up to the pissed off brunette. He grabbed Tyler's arm and tried to stop him, but he was shaken off.

"You said it was a fling and you fucking lied to me. Christ, if you're in love with Caleb so much, then fucking tell me and stop stringing me along." Tyler hissed.

"It's not like that, Tyler."

"It certainly looked like that."

"It was one time."

"You said that last time."

"It was for you. You told me... You told me that you didn't want to go much farther than kissing or holding hands and you didn't want me to rush you. Fuck it all, Tyler. I can't go from being a whore to a celibate priest over night. I didn't want to hurt you by rushing you."

"You still hurt me."

4) "Pompeii" by E.S. Posthumus [3 minutes, 40 seconds]

It was like an eruption, like something uncontrollable. And despite his reputation as a control freak, Tyler rather enjoyed it. He enjoyed the spontaneity that came with dating Reid. He liked not knowing when he was going to be slammed against the wall and kissed until he couldn't think or when he was going to be allowed to pass without being harassed.

This was one of the times Reid had decided that Tyler's calculus class could wait. He threw Tyler onto the bed and attacked every inch of bared skin he could sink his teeth into. It didn't take him but two minutes to have Tyler a sweaty, needy mess. And that was with their clothes on.

Reid wasn't sure when or where these perverse moods would occur, but the did love the look Tyler got when he knew he was in for a ride. Maybe that's why he was so lax with his self-control... However perverse it seemed, Reid couldn't claim to be bothered by "sexually assaulting" Tyler when and where he chose.

5) "Menouthis" by E.S. Posthumus [3 minutes, 55 seconds]

The dance they danced was a dangerous one. They both knew what would happen if either of them slipped up. If Tyler gave in too quickly, the power would go to Reid's head. If Reid pushed too hard, then it would be all he could do to get Tyler back to anything near willing. It was complicated and rushed, but well worth the risk.

They had learned, years ago, all the steps, all the turns and dips that came with the territory. The only problem was that the music and the tempo were never the same twice. It kept them both guessing, both toeing the line they knew they shouldn't cross for fear of a neglected libido.

Tyler would pull at the short leash he was kept on, pushing the boundaries of his limited dominance and Reid would find new and creative ways to push him back. A difficult dance to perform without stepping on the toes of your partner.

6) "Hello Seattle (Remix)" by Owl City [5 minutes, 53 seconds]

The best things in life were slow, or so Tyler had heard. Love did not rush, or so he had been told. He quickly decided that was where the philosophers were wrong.

The first time he'd kissed Reid, they had been at a party. It was someones birthday and the theme was rave. There was loud techno, strong booze, and bright glowsticks. He had started the party off siting in the corner and sipping at whatever he had in that bottle he'd grabbed. The next thing he knew, he was in the center of a writhing mass of sweat-slicked bodies. He looked behind him and up at the person who'd pressed their chest against his back and Reid's eyes glowed bright in the fleeting light bouncing from the strobe in one corner of the room.

Tyler decided the best thing he could do was go with it. The dance was fast-paced and driven by alcohol-fueled lust. He knew what his movements were doing to Reid, because Reid's motions were doing the same thing to him.

There was a lull in the music and he turned to face Reid, throwing his arms around his friend's neck. Reid rested his forehead on Tyler's and they swayed slightly as the music picked back up. They were back to grinding against each other in no time and it was, surprisingly, Tyler that decided he was going to initiate the kiss. He was glad beyond words when Reid kissed him back, the blonde's tongue sliding readily between his lips. This wasn't slow, it wasn't chaste, it didn't take its time. They were frenzied and lusty and glad it worked out that way.

7) "On the Wing" by Owl City [5 minutes, 1 second]

Tyler was happy right where he was. He knew, in that moment, he had reached nirvana. He had found peace on Earth and it was wrapped up in Reid's arms. It was sprawled under the oak tree where they had first shared their serious kiss in middle school watching the night sky. His head was on Reid's chest, their legs tangled together, Reid's arm wrapped around him.

"Remember when I promised you that I'd love you until the day I died?" Reid whispered.

"Yeah." Tyler looked up at Reid.

"I lied."

Tyler looked heartbroken.

"I am going to love you until the sky comes down around us and the planet collapses and the sun explodes and I will love you until infinity ends." Reid said seriously.

A slow smile spread across Tyler's face and he hugged Reid tighter.

"I don't want you to ever forget that." Reid murmured.

"I don't think you'd ever let me."

"I've never been this serious about anything before."

Tyler stretched and kissed Reid gently. This was perfection. He doubted heaven could compete, unless he got to lay under an ancient oak tree with Reid's arms around him for an eternity.

"Until the sky comes down around us and the planet collapses and the sun explodes and I will love you until infinity ends."

8) "Nineveh" by E.S. Posthumus [3 minutes, 41 seconds]

The greatest rush he'd ever experienced was sleeping with Tyler. It was like free falling with no parachute, just one endless fucking plunge. He wasn't the type to let anyone push him around, but for Baby Boy, Reid made an exception. Anyone would, given how surprisingly talented the younger teen was.

Tyler knew how to string him along, how to stretch the pleasure out, how to make him fall until he was sure gravity was a myth and that Newton was dead fucking wrong. There was no quick stop with Tyler, you just gradually faded from falling to floating to trying to recover. Reid would stare up at Tyler's face and convince himself that he was staring at the taboo Angel of Carnal Pleasures. Tyler knew where to push, where to stroke, where to bite and tease...

His favorite moments were the minutes when he would float off into ecstasy and Tyler would just smile down at him.

10) "Label" by Render [3 minutes, 24 seconds]

Reid couldn't call him anything but perfect. But his opinion was biased. He was head over heels for the kid and he wasn't ashamed to admit it.

He couldn't call Tyler a nerd or a geek or a bookworm or anything of the sort. It was just easier to call him Perfect and leave it at that. Reid would tell Tyler whatever he wanted to hear if it would make him happy, go along with anything if it would make Tyler happy. The sky, green? Only for you babe. Santa Clause, a pedophile? I'll call Chris Hanson with Dateline: NBC. Tyler was a genius, a party-goer, a nice kid, a tiger in the bedroom... Reid just hoped Tyler knew what he was to him. In a single word: Everything. The only thing that mattered.

A/N2: In the event that someone has read the Shuffle Meme I did for Assassin's Creed and recognizes the songs used here, it's just because the library on my iPod is painfully small because I lost everything when my iPod broke and computer crashed a few months ago. I also know that it's only been five days since my last update, but I'm trying to work while I still have something to work with because Epsilon (my Muse) has decided to take a vacation and Malachite (my Inspiration) is nursing a sudden infatuation with Modern Warfare 2. -_-'