The Pocket Universe Effect - the feeling that nothing else outside your little bubble of reality can quite matter at all. One am on a Friday in June, admist quiet neighbourhoods of New Jersey, the Ieros are away on a night out and Frank and Gerard are sprawled out across Gerard's green anorak, without the capacity to care about anything other than the night sky and the way the stars reflect in each other's eyes.

A mini Frerard story I wrote!

Frank is attending college in a big city. Gerard is running a small yet successful craft shop in said city. Frank is seeking refuge from the rain and his mother's insistent voice, telling him to come and visit home for once. Gerard is just folding more paper cranes in the back room. They're his main attraction after all. They sell for high prices, but what if someone finally finds out what they're made of?

Frank is new at this school and is a social outcast when Gerard steps in and turns franks life around. Will frank ever make it through the hell they call school?

Kellin Quinn has never really truly had someone he could rely on. Frank Iero has felt the same way his whole life. When Kellin's mother starts dating Frank's father, upon meeting, Kellin and Frank almost immediately become inseparable. They rely on each other so heavily for the support they've never really gotten. And on the other side of the tracks...... There are only two things in this world that Gerard Way and Vic Fuentes have in common: One, a little brother named Mikey, and two, a membership in the same gang. Gerard doesn't really talk, and Vic understands that, sticking up for him occasionally when someone begins to pick on him. Other than that, it's just a nod of acknowledgement and nothing more........ Until both Vic and Gerard find themselves infatuated with two boys joined at the hip. In which case they make an agreement to help each other out. But doing this is putting everything as they know it on the line.......... And they're willing to risk it. *I HAVE RE-UPLOADED THIS ENTIRE FIC. IF YOU'VE READ THIS BEFORE, REREADING THIS WOULD BE A PRETTY GOOD IDEA.* *This fic is discontinued. I am so sorry. Please read my pinned announcement.*

One gun. One night. One man. One blow to the back of his head. Frank Iero's life is about to change in ways he never thought possible.

Screw the fluffy cute crap and let's get straight to the point; Pregnancy sucks. And it's only worse when you're a man. Frank finds himself at the party of the year with the guy of his dreams. After only one night, Frank finds himself falling hard for Zacky, and it seems like Zacky feels the same way, until Frank's friends jokingly convince him to take a pregnancy test... That turns out positive. Frank can't be pregnant though-- He's a boy! Suddenly, Frank's life is turned upside down, becoming the center of attention when everyone wants to know the same thing; How does a teenage boy become pregnant? Governmental testing, news vans parked on his lawn, an apathetic boyfriend, and morning sickness seem to all become overwhelming and Frank only has one person he can turn to. His best friend, Mikey. But what happens when Mikey's older brother, Gerard, comes into the picture? Can he help save Frank, in more ways than one?

Since the day Gerard saved all those kids when his school was shot up, Gerard hasn't been the same. His best friend Frank tried to help as much as he could but some wounds can't be healed. Now, ten years later, the shooting affected Gerard more than anyone thought still has the mind of the awkward thirteen year old he was then. UNDER EDITING.