The End. ~Frerard~

woAh fRaNkiE

the sewers don't smell the best to say the least but Frank had grown used to the stench. he made his way through the tunnels to the opening closest to the newly abandoned general store. only few have any knowledge of it and Frank plans to keep it that way. with his pocketknife in hand, as always, he makes his way up the ladder and opens the top. bright light floods his eyes.

"shit," he cursed under his breath. his eyes aren't used to the sunlight. his eyes adjust to the change in lighting as he slowly crawls out. before he's out all the way, he checks to make sure no one is coming. once he's sure the coast is clear, he wiggles the rest of the way out and pushes the lid back atop the manhole. he then stands up and quietly makes his way to the front doors. the doors have already been opened so he can easily sneak in without making noise. as he was searching the aisles, a can fell. Frank immediately opened his knife. it's instinct at this point. he slowly made his way over to where he assumed the noise came from. nothing. Frank slowly stood upright and as he did, he got tackled to the floor. his pocketknife flew out of his hand as well. he's then turned around to lay on his back. a heavy weight is placed onto his waist and his wrists were being pinned above his head. he felt something cold pressed against his head.

"Who are you? state your name, rank, group, and reasons of being here!" Frank slowly opened his eyes, his head throbbing. the figure above him faded into view. a familiar face. an old friend. a childhood friend. he just can't remember his name. "I asked you a question!" he yells. Frank smiles. he's going to get out of this. he knows it.

in one swift motion, Frank jerks his body so he is atop the attacker. Frank straddles his waist and throws his gun out of his hand. he pins his hands above his head with one hand mimicking the attackers position. with the other he traces his attackers jaw. Frank looks as this boy, not quite a man yet. he's in a army uniform. his black hair slightly hangs out from under his helmet. Frank moves his hand and wraps it around an open strand of the boys hair and tugs lightly. the boy gulps. as he looked into the boys eyes, he remembered his name.

"my name," Frank says as he moves his hand, "is Frank. but you can call me Frankie," Frank says as he taps the boys nose. he traces his finger along the boys collarbone and admires his bodily features. "i don't have a rank, i'm an unwanted soul, and i need food," he says, slowly moving his eyes up to meet the boys. "now Gerard, it's not nice to throw friends to the floor. i mean you probably don't remember me. i've changed but god look at you! beautiful!" Frank says. he lowers his head and traces his tongue along Gerard's jaw. Gerard makes a noise in the back of his throat. Frank looks up at him and smiles against his skin. he drags his tongue up Gerard's neck. Gerard couldnt help himself. he moaned.

"shit" Gerard cursed. he needs to be the dominant one. not Frank. he can't let Frank know that he's liking what he's doing. but he did. this gave Frank the upper hand. Frank giggled and observed Gerard's neck. he found a nice spot right under his ear. Frank moved his mouth to that area and licked his lips. he started to lick circles onto the area he wanted to leave his mark, then he began to suck. Gerard gasped at the new feeling. his breath got caught in his throat. Frank just kept sucking.

he nipped at the skin and a moan escaped Gerard's lips, a moan much louder than before. he couldn't even cover his mouth. his hands were bound above his head. Frank used his free hand and tilted Gerard's head to the side to give himself more room. Gerard began to squirm under Frank. when Frank decided he was satisfied with his work, he kissed the spot where there'd definitely be a mark. he then moved his head to look into Gerard's eyes.

Frank tilted Gerard's face so they were facing each other. Frank tightened his grip on Gerard's cheeks, causing Gerard's lips to pucker. Frank smirked and kissed him. Gerard was frozen in place. he didn't know what to do. military training didn't cover this. Frank pulled away and looked into Gerard's eyes.

"hm..i like you," he said. he pecked Gerard on the lips once more before climbing off and grabbing his knife. "until we meet again Gerard!" Frank called as he grabbed some cans of food and walked out. Gerard lay on the ground, completely confused as to what just happened. who is this Frank character. why has he said 'friend'? Gerard didn't know him. at least he thought he didnt.