Chapter 7- So the Tour begins.... (Mick POV)

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A/N: Yes!! Getting out another chapter before work!!

At last, the tour is upon us and here we all are on the way to our first show In Bristow, Virginia. Tours can be so grueling, but this one is different in more ways than one. For one, am around someone who makes me feel like I'm in a perpetual state of free-falling, Tommy Thayer. Feeling like this scares the fuck out of me, because I am so insecure and too wrapped up in my own issues and can't communicate my true feelings, I must push them down...He deserves better than me, but god I admit I love this man...In the meantime, I've made a friend in him. He's quieter like me and he's an amazing guitarist and we've made some damn good music together. And he's a lot of fun to be around...

Speaking of which we, as in all 8 of us (Motley & Kiss) are sharing a tour bus. The kids will come later to see their parents, but for now remain with family. I can tell Gene, Vince, Nikki and Paul miss their kids. I sigh, I hope someday to have that too...And to openly, let go and express my love and true feelings, but I can't...This will kill me...

The Bus is loud, exceptionally so, but it doesn't bother me like it has in the past. And to everyone's surprise and delight I'm socializing a lot more than normal, despite the pain in my back and the flames that occasionally shoot up and down my spine. Tommy Lee and Eric Singer have disappeared to the back....and suddenly, we all heard... "Oh yeahhhh, Lee baby!! OH, ugh yes!! Right there!!" and Lee's answering cries of, "god your tight!! Oh baby! Won't...ugh be able to walk off thi—is bus!" And their cries continue, we all share a look and smirks...I sigh and rub my face and roll my eyes, I guess I should be lucky I didn't catch them in the act but god their loud. My tommy, oh mars...has his face buried in my shoulder, groaning, "Make it stop! We all knew this was coming...", speaking of which a shout, "I'm coming!!!" followed by both Singer and Lee's cries of pleasure.

"God, what horny mother-fuckers!! Rather like some others I know...", I grumble.

"HEY!", both Vince and Nikki shout at the same time. I uncross my arms and flip them off, feeling a bit playful. Tommy shifts against me, head still on my shoulder stifling laughter...and oh it does something to me. He has yet to move away from me...I don't want him to, but just friends, right? I feel more of course so very much more, and wonder how can we even be friends? I just don't get it, and as always, I feel like I'm falling, and I can't stop.

Some minutes past and once again the rather loud and bawdy symphony, once more ensues. Oh sure, we all knew the way the wind was blowing with those two...two of the world's most hyperactive drummers, similar yet opposite...Rather like me and my Tommy and it's that thought that really makes me pause. I KNOW age ain't nothing but a number, but I feel too old for him and like I wouldn't live up to whatever standards he has, if any. Sooner or later, I inevitably ruin things and so...So I can never tell the man who is currently basically cuddling me that I love him. He can do better....so much better. I feel my heart grow heavy and I sigh. Tommy pulls away from me and I find myself missing the absence of his warmth, he rolls his eyes and blushes as he listens to Singers and Lee's interlude and then he sits up and looks at me.... please don't, don't look at me that way, baby I'm poison, and yes, we're friends, but.... Tommy's face then shifts into one of concern, "Mick you ok?"

"I'm fine Tom...just fine.", I hated how pained by voice sounded. Tommy still looked concerned and an awkward silence between us ensued. Well silence between us, not what was STILL going on in the back of the bus. It wasn't fair, none of this was...I'm not being fair to Tommy...

"Mars, if you ever Wanna talk bab-uh I mean, um to me you can ok?", his angelic sounding voice chimed. I just simply nodded and then sighed, "Ok Tom, ok", I spoke.

Well, at least I know this tour won't ever be dull, both Motley and Kiss will go out there, take names & kick ass, it's what we do...Now on with the show!


A/N: Love to hear what you think of this! Hope you liked it!!

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