Romance Fan Fiction / Other Fan Fiction ❯ Cancer ❯ All that I've got..... ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: Do I need a disclaimer for this one? Do real people need disclaimers? Well, just in case you didn't know, I don't own them (wish I did. =[) and I probably never wil. There ya go.

A/N: All right, here’s the deal: I’m back from my little hiatus, and I’ll probably be uploading a lot more fanfics. And, I’ll try to revise any of my older works, because I am sickened by them XP
Anyways, here’s a story to warm your heart, and maybe at the end, make you cry. So here it is. The first chapter of Cancer: Two men who’ve lost all doubt in a chemical romance.
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A long haired man stood outside of a tall apartment building on the cold pavement. Odd, because it always seemed to be so hot in California. This man seemed to have some lover waiting inside the house, for no man would stand outside in the hot sun, dressed in almost all black. Well, a crazy man would.

He knocked on the crimson red door that stood before him, and called out, “Gerard, You up there?”

A new man, with medium length raven colored hair, stuck his head out the window. He smiled, seeing the other man calling him. Obviously, this new man had a connection to the first man. But it seemed from the look on his face that he had deeper feelings for the man, and obviously was in love.

“Bert, I’m coming down in a minute. I still need to get my pants on.” Gerard, the new man, called back.

Bert, the first man, seemed to take amusement when Gerard had said that he ‘Still needed his pants’.

“Oh, Has someone been doing something up there? To my picture, perhaps?” Bert inquired, half joking. It was amazing how many perverted things could run through this man’s mind, even though he is 24.

Gerard just laughed and rolled his eyes. “I’ll be down in a second, Bert. And no, I’m not masturbating to your picture again.”

This time, it was Bert’s turn to laugh. He almost fell to the ground, in a fit of outrageous laughter.

Gerard smiled, and stuck himself back inside the apartment. He knew Bert would be all right on his own for a few minutes.

Bert’s voice was kind of harsh, but in a good way. His voice didn’t seem as smooth as Gerard’s, but it was still nice. He sometimes sounded like a girl, if he tried hard enough. But Gerard, his voice was sweet, like medicine on your ears. Oh, don’t get me wrong, Bert’s voice was equally as good as Gerard’s, especially singing wise, it’s just that Gerard’s was more sweeter and softer.

Finally after what seemed like ages to Bert, Gerard came down the steps of his apartment. He was dressed in his usual tight black pants, a black shirt, and a leather jacket, which appeared to have seen the light of day never before (though it looked old). Gerard smiled, and looked at the younger man. And as he had his eyes locked onto Bert’s, he tripped over a branch.

Bert just watched Gerard fall. “Don’t trip.” He said, his hands in his pockets.

Gerard just growled jokingly. “Thanks for the warning, Bert.” He said, rolling his eyes to his own sarcasm.

“No problem!” Bert said, suddenly taking on a whole new happiness. He then extended his arm to reach Gerard. “You might want to get up off the ground. It’s not sexy for a man like you.” Bert smiled, grabbing Gerard’s hand. His nails were in desperate need of a manicure, as the black nail polish that had once been new was now almost completely gone, chipped away by water, or Bert. He then steadily helped Gerard to his feet, and Gerard took a good look at Bert.

Bert was an even height to Gerard, though he was six years Gerard’s junior. He wore the same old ‘Sex, drugs, Rock ‘n roll’ Tee that he wore all the time, plus his black baggy shorts, which were surprisingly new. Bert had recently dyed his hair, adding some dark crimson color to the back, and along some of the bottom. The crimson part hung gracefully off to the side, allowing it to be engulfed by the sea of black, the color which was his natural hair. Yes, everything about Bert today was perfect. He was gorgeous. Well, to Gerard he was. Some people definitely thought different, but they never saw Bert like Gerard did. Yes to Gerard, Bert was perfect.

But one thing annoyed Gerard. It was a silver medallion, which hung off his neck. It was obviously too large for the man. Gerard sighed, and ripped the medallion from Bert’s neck.

“Give me that. You’re not gangster, so don’t even try it.” Gerard said, in an annoyed tone. Bert just pouted his lip, pretending to cry like a little kid throwing a tantrum.

“Aww, Gee! You KNOW I love to play dress-up!” Bert said, in a childish tone. He stamped his foot, again, like a child throwing a tantrum. Gerard just rolled his eyes. “Now you’re starting to sound like Mikey. Oh god, what has this world come to?”

Bert ignored the comment. He began to walk towards Gerard, trying to figure out how to snatch the necklace away from him.

But suddenly, a thought came into Bert’s mind. If Gerard wanted to take stuff off of Bert, then of course he’d be playing a game of dressing down, instead of dressing up. So of course another one of Bert’s thoughts were perverted.

“But if you wanna play dressing down, then I’m up for that too...” He smirked, and brought himself very close to Gerard, knocking into him with his hips. Gerard looked at Bert. It wasn’t that he didn’t find himself attracted to Bert, it’s just he wasn’t in the mood for it at the time. He had a concert to do later, and really wasn’t in the mood for anything sexual at the moment.

He gave an exhausted sigh, which made Bert look strangely at him. Bert suddenly took on a worried tone, like a mother would if her child was hiding something from her. “Gerard, what’s wrong? I can tell something is up.”

Gerard just sighed again. But this time he laughed nervously and said, “Well, I’m not feeling too kinky right now...” Gerard blushed, putting one hand behind his head.

Bert just laughed. Bert’s laughter didn’t make Gerard feel any better. It just made him blush furiously, angry that Bert was laughing at him. But he wasn’t laughing at Gerard. He was laughing at how Gerard was able to so plainly say that he didn’t want sex.

Once he stopped, he wiped away his tears, and said, “Oh Gerard, you are so freaking funny.” He put his arm around Gerard’s shoulders and kissed his cheek, seeing Gerard’s frustration. “But, that’s why I love you.”

Gerard just smiled, hearing the comment. He instantly felt better, knowing that Bert hadn’t been laughing at him.

“So, you ready to go or what?” Bert asked him. Gerard, now a little more amped up, nodded and said, “Let’s do it!” He jumped into the air, and pumped his fists. Again Bert laughed, and this time Gerard didn’t get embarrassed. He just punched Bert in the back of the head lightly, and smiled.

And after Bert’s laughing fit was over, he grabbed Gerard’s hand, and smiled. Gerard smiled back, and brought both their hands to his face, kissing Bert’s hand softly. But he never took his eyes off Bert. Because Bert was Gerard’s true love, and really all that Gerard had left in the world.

After all, not too many people can like you when you live in one of the most homophobic towns ever.

But this homophobic town would just have to change for Gerard and Bert, for they wanted everyone to know how they felt for each other. And so, hand in hand, they walked into the city-like part of the homophobic town.

As they walked they ignored the cruel stares of some, and the affectionate gazes of the girls swooning over them. Of course, who WOULDN’T swoon over Gerard Way, the lead singer of My Chemical Romance? No one, that’s who. But those men, they didn’t need any of those people. No, they didn’t need anyone. All’s they needed was each other, and that was it. People could hate them for being gay, but the two of them would always have each other, so they would never need anyone else.
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A/N: All right guys. Here’s a new fanfic from me! It’s kinda short, I know. (But it was long when I typed it up on word!) Hope you liked it. I enjoyed typing it, so you better enjoy reading it. Of course, this time I don’t expect many people to comment, as it’s not about Anime, and my stories usually have some anime to it. But if you do comment, Thank you so much! I really appreciate every comment made, even if I don’t respond back. Honestly, I really appreciate everything that people say, even if it isn’t nice. So, anyways, next chapter’ll be up soon. Bye! ^_^