{Mikey Way} Bright Lights and Stinging Laughter [0]

November 21st, 1997

"I'm gonna head inside, guys." Gerard yawned. We'd been doing the whole lets-go-outside-and-have-a-fire-and-catch-up-on-what-we've-missed thing since 11 and it was now 2 am.

"I'm coming too. It's fucking cold out here!" Exclaimed Frank standing up. Ashlie was by his side and the three of them went indoors to sleep and whatnot. Amy, Ray and I were still enjoying our marshmallows, though he went in shortly after.

So now it was just me and her. Alone. With a fire. Amy was fiddling with the zipper of her hoodie and looking down, grinning, staring at the fire.

"Have you seen any good horror's recently?" Amy asked.

"Well I watched The Omen the other day... other than that... nope." I said.

We were silent for a moment or two, her looking down at her hands, me watching the fire.

"So..." I said.

"Yeah." She said. I laughed and looked at her, she looked at me. Her eyes were a brilliant green in the firelight and her hair a deep brown. I was still trying to push out of my mind that this may be the last time I see her for a while, but I couldn't seem to be able too. I hated hurting her, and since she could hear my thoughts, listening to my sadness made her sad which made me sad and so on. A tear fell down her face and she turned to me, grinning a little. I automatically kissed the tear away, putting my forehead against hers. She turned my head and put her mouth to mine, kissing me lovingly. More tears fell from her eyes and her kiss was urgent, pleading and sad. I kissed back feeling her pain as well as mine, letting a couple tears loose myself.

Soon, we broke away for air for just a little moment, but went back to kissing, tears now dry. A new edge was in her kiss, but not enough for me to figure out what it was- at the time. One of the hands that had been wrapped around my neck slid down my arm to my ribcage, staying there for a minute before taking my hand and pulling it down to hers. I brought my other arm down and held her waist tightly, not wanting to let go, ever.

The warmth of her skin against the chill of my hands was excellent. She shuddered and giggled and I slowly made my way up her shirt. She shuddered again, and pressed herself closer to me, which was difficult as we were both sitting on separate chairs. Her hair had a sweet heady scent that made me want to keep my face and hers attached forever and ever. I think I'd call her hair the smell of a... roseberry. It was amazing... she laughed at my thoughts and I felt the grin as she continued kissing me.

***AMY'S POV***

It was very warm there, in his arms, kissing by the fire. But there was another kind of heat, a kind of yearning that I felt for him. I didn't want to let go of him and go to bed, although I was very sleepy, and he seemed to know that going by his trousers. I laughed just a little bit and shifted so that I was sitting on his lap, legs around his torso. His answering grin was all I needed.........

***Fast Forward to the morning***
***MIKEY'S POV***
I yawned and stretched in my bed, eyelids heavy, and butt naked. I was pulling my blue comforter up closer to my body when I realized that there was another person in my bed. Startled at first, my eyes flung open, but softened as I saw that it was Amy, sleeping and heavenly.

I blushed a bit when I remembered the events of the other night. Not the fact that we had in fact 'done it', more in that she could most likely hear every thought I was thinking while we were doing so. I chuckled a little turned to the clock to check the time. It was still pretty early, only being 7:04 and such, but I felt like I should get up and make breakfast or something. I had no idea how these things worked... what did you do after you've had sex with your girlfriend for the first time? Did you act like it never happened Hell no... I thought. I did want to keep in kind of private, however. Like, I wouldn't want the guys to be hounding on me about it or anything, but it would be nice to talk about it with Amy.

All of these thoughts took place in my staring at the clock; it now read 7:07. I carefully removed the blanket from myself and tried to get over Amy to the floor so I could dress myself. I failed, obviously... she was spread out in the whole bed. Arms and legs... every where. So it was inevitable that she would wake up and see me, standing over her legs, trying to get off the bed butt ass naked.

She smirked and stretched, immediately regretting doing so, as she cringed and recoiled into the blankets. She did take one of her hands out of the covers to twinkle her fingers at me.

"Good morning." She said sleepily.

"Hi there." I grinned.

"Getting dressed?" She asked, quickly eying me.

I blushed, nodded and hopped off the bed. She closed her eyes and smiled, rolling over so she could see me.

"What's on the agenda today?" She asks.

"Um, well I'm not really sure. What do you want to do?" I asked, pulling on a clean pair of boxers.

"Hmm, I don't know. Nothing rigorous... obviously." She said, motioning with her free hand to her curled up body.

"Yeah... I'm sorry if I hurt you. You know I didn't mean to at all." I said, still blushing more.

She just smiled and rolled her eyes. "Doesn't it always hurt the girl the first time? I was a virgin you know."

I cracked a grin and sauntered to my bed, plopping down next to her.

"I know. Me too. I love you." I said putting a hand in her hair and crushing my lips against hers softly.

She kissed back enthusiastically, wrapping her arm around my neck, bringing me down next to her. She made an "mmm"ing sound and smiled against my hot lips. The blanket wasn't really covering her naked body and I wasn't really wearing much to begin with. Everywhere our skin touched burned hot, as though someone were putting a flame onto my skin. But it didn't hurt, god no.

Her other hand soon joined the party as she slid it down my side. I shivered and put on of my hands on one of her breasts, leaving it there, enjoying to warmth of it. She moaned a little at my stiffy prodding her thigh. She wanted me. I wanted her. Looked like fun.

BANG!

"Oh my god my eyes!!!!" Gerard yelped.

"What the fuck!?!" I exclaimed, shoving Amy further into the blankets so I could hide.

"Oh my god, I am forever BLINDED!!!" Gerard continued.

"Get out, you freak, GET OUT!!!" I yelled throwing a shoe at him.

He ran away, slamming the door behind him, shaking his head as he went. I turned back to Amy, her face was ashen.

"I am so sorry about that... kind of a mood killer, huh?" I tried to joke; I think I saw the corners of her mouth twitch.

"Yeah, I guess so..." She said.

Cue awkward silence! I thought.

"Well... we should get dressed then." She said.

"Yeah." I said, getting out of the bed.

She yawned and curled up in the blanket, sitting up slowly.

"It hurt?" I asked.

"Like a bitch. But I'll be okay." She said smiling.

"Goodie." I said.

"Could you hand my my panties?" Amy asked reaching out one hand.

I handed them to her and put on a shirt. It was a lovely shirt... it just screamed "I AM A NERD." Not literally, but you know. It was a shirt I'd gotten at a comic book convention a couple years ago.

She was standing now, putting on an Iron Maiden shirt I'd thrown on my desk. She had also put on her skirt from the other day and was precariously walking around my room to greet me.

"Breakfast?" She whispered into my ear.

"Yeah. I wonder what they're making." I though about that for a moment and discarded it thinking of what Frank usually made (or found) for breakfast.

Now in some form of clothing, Amy and I walked slowly to the dark-ish kitchen to see what Frank had done this morning.

"Cheeto's and m&m's? Again?" I said mockingly.

"Yeah well, I haven't had many great ideas so far. But hey- junk food makes the world go around!" He said grinning, fingers and mouth a vibrant orange.

Gerard snickered a little and I shot him a death glare; there would be no discussing the matter right now.

He shrugged, but continued to smile devilishly. I rolled my eyes and popped an m&m into my mouth. Ooofa... chocolaty goodness at such an early hour...

"So what happened last night after we went in?" Frank asked, obviously unknowing, going by the look of boredom on his face.

"We talked about The Omen for a bit." A very, very small bit, but he didn't need to know that.

"Aha! Neat, what about it?" He asked.

"Mostly that he saw it and the creepiness factor." Amy finished.

"Ah. Nothing else?" Frank asked.

"Not really." She said, eying Gerard carefully; he was still smirking.

Ashlie stood up and stretched a little, fixing her hair as she did so. "Well Ames, looks like we should go before mom gets to 'waking us up.'"

"Okay. Bye guys!" Amy said kissing my check.

"Bye bye." Ashlie said grinning and kissing Frank's cheek.

"What, no kisses for me???" Gerard exclaimed.

Ashlie and Amy both rolled their eyes and came over to kiss him on either cheek.

"There. I'll see you guys soon, okay? And if we leave again, I promise to sneak out some time." Ashlie said waving as she shut the door.

I went back to eating m&ms. I could feel Gerard's excited glare digging into my neck and looked up.

"What?"

"I know what you did last night." He said in a sing-song voice.

"Oh really?" I said, trying to fake him out.

"Yeah." Gerard said smugly.

"What, what? What'd he do?!" Frank asked, bouncing up and down in his chair. He turned to look at me. "What'd you do???"

"He-" Gerard started before being cut off by a handful of cheetos.

"Whadefuuk??" He exclaimed crunching angrily. Frank was giggling quietly.

He swallowed dramatically and turned to Frank. He burst out with it before I could stop him again.

"HehadsexwithAmy!!!" One word. More cheetos to the face... only this time he was munching away merrily, smugly, and messily.

Frank's mouth was agape.

"You what?!" He exclaimed

"I-I... ummmm." I stammered, face turning red.

"I would have never thought in a hundred- no, a million years that you would loose it before me." He said, obviously flabbergasted.

Now it was my turn to be surprised. "You're a virgin?"

He smiled "Yeah. Weird, huh?"

"Very." I agreed, smiling with him, face still scarlet.

"The only thing I'm really messed about was that it was Amy." Gerard started.

"What?" I asked, confused now.

"Hold on, hold on. I know that you love her. It's sickeningly obvious. But it's just weird to me! You fucked my best chick friend!" He exclaimed.

"Um. Yes, and?"

"You lost your fucking virginity to my best friend!" Gerard sniggered.

"Hey hey, there was no loosing of anything. Except clothes." I amended.

"Haha, I digg your way of thinking!" Frank said, giving me a high five.

"Well it's still really really weird." Gerard said, getting his coffee now.

"Whatever. God knows you're not a virgin." I said rolling my eyes.

He reddened though, which surprised me SO much more than when Frank said he was a virgin. He actually blushed.

"You aren't a virgin, are you?" I asked slyly.

"No! Of course not!" He said quickly... too quickly I think.

"Really? Then WHY are you BLUSHING?!" I exclaimed.

"Because! It's- it's none of your goddamned fucking buissness, now fuck off!!" He stormed into his room, coffee in his hands precariously.

"What the-?" I wanted to know.

"I don't know. Ask him about it when he cools down." Frank suggested, drinking his coffee (7 sugars) slowly while chewing an m&m.

I pondered this for a moment. Why would Gerard freak out about something like that? Was he really still a virgin? Or was he just super sensitive about who it was that he lost his virginity to? Who had Frank lost his virginity to? How was Amy handling it? Has she told Ashlie yet? At all? Was she planning to???

These questions circled my head until I couldn't take it anymore and I went to get some Advil.