"There's a reason we are white and pure, and they are black and dirty. There's a reason they stain our skin. That we are shamed if others see those stains. They're bad people, Frank. They're disgusting."

Frank is a good, God-fearing Catholic boy, and then Gerard happens. Gerard is the most interesting person he's ever met, arriving in Frank's small town with late nights and illicit booze and odd, disturbing nightmares trailing in his wake, and before long, Frank finds himself questioning the things he thought he knew.

Two boys who seem to think alike. But one more open then a book and the other in his own world with his own secrets - something as secretive as his own name. But no matter how like the two are. They are still so different. From the masks worn when it's not even Halloween to the height. Frank makes it his goal to find out the boys real name because he knows for a fact that it can't be the same as some demented rockstar who has an 'I don't give a shít' attitude. Even though his attitude is the same. This guys name is not Marilyn Manson and anyone who believes it is, is stupid. Frank seems to get annoying to the apparent Marilyn as he gets closer and closer to finding out his name. But...will Frank ever find out his actual name? **Story is more interesting then the description. Trust me** **EDIT: will have made up stuff that does not happen in real life (so don't complain about it or give me shit)**

Gerard Way is curious about the abandoned house just outside of town. It has always captured his attention ever since he can remember. Every time he asks about it people say "it's haunted" or "it's empty" or "why are you even worried about a stupid, old house?" Gerard is then dared to spend a night in the abandoned house and gets more than what he thought he would. -{ cover made by: @VeryPunktual }- -*it's called fan FICTION. Therefore, anything can happen. Please don't question my work*-

If you aren't Frank, stop reading.

where a boy named frank leaves his kik info in a bathroom urinal at 7/11.

Frnk: Is This Gerard Way? What Gerard Way gets for writing his kik name on the boys bathroom wall when he's at a low point.

Frank Iero is assigned detention with his art teacher, Mr. Way, after an incident involving spilled coffee and a white David Bowie t-shirt. After the detention, Frank starts to see Mr. Way more. Frank admits that he is a terrible artist, and Mr. Way offers to give him some private lessons.

Frank Iero hates children, with their high-pitched voices and tiny little hands. But of all of the children that irritate him, Ms. Way's kindergarten class is the worst. And of course, that's where Frank is stuck volunteering for the next two months.

Some of these aren't completed and some of them have just been started but these are some of the best Frerard fanfics I've ever read (not in order)