Dort wo die Nacht kein Morgen kennt....

Vam

Sun, 21 Jan 2007 17:11:43 GMT

The following is nothing but Vam videos i found on youtube..the one labeled killingloneliness92 is ME!!!!!!! lol ok..

The beggining to this is like a dream come true!!!!

this one made me laugh my ass of

I think this is the one I have on my myspace...

This is MYNE!!!!

for my first video, i think i did really well...

I know its Zoltan tha Ville is kissing, but its still hot!

everybody loves a little bit of jimmy pop

This one's more Bam, but it has HIM music and clips of various HIM videos in it

To Make up for the last video, here is the better of the Killing Loneliness duo videos.

awwwwwwww! i love this song!

LMAO

Thats about it for now...lol

Hope I Made Your Day Better!

A GAME!!!!

Sat, 20 Jan 2007 20:59:54 GMT

Ok, you miscreants (j/m! I kid!)! Since Im in a crappy mood, I'm going to start a game. Games always make me feel better. So, what I'm going to do is put up some lyrics to some songs, and you have to tell me who did the song and the title of it. Can you do that? I'll run it until next Saturday. Mkk?

1)Dort wo die Nacht kein Morgen kennt Vermiss ich dich

2) I'm a hobo, and I got nothin to lose Got a mojo, baby let's break the rules

3) Mama, take this badge away I can't use it any more It's getting dark, too dark to see (either cover of it.)

4) These are those days where I cant get no sleep, I'm so tired, I'd like to fall into sleep.

5) In memories, we're all we used to be

6) Will you do the fandango?

7) Everytime you drop a bomb you kill the god your child has born

8) Denn du bist was du isst und ihr wisst was es ist

9) I guess you don't 'cos your daddy ain't driving a Rolls Royce, n' your family ain't famous after all.

10) And I touched your face And all life was erased You smiled like an angel (Fallen from grace)

11) And I would do anything for love I'd run right into hell and back I would do anything for love I'd never lie to you and that's a fact

12) I don't wanna be another enemy, even though you make me bleed like a Kennedy

13) Now the tidal are turning Spurning the darkness The great purgations of distinguished tours Are but stills in time

14) Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease

15) Because the wind is high it blows my mind Because the wind is high......aaaaaaaahhhh

16) I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb I am a world's forgotten boy

17) No I wont surrender, at any cost, your something so sweet and tender from my heart

18) You'l close it off, board it up, remeber the time that I spilled the cup of apple juice in the hall?

19) But you can't turn back the time it always gonna wait on the line

20) Kissing summer goodbyes I wanna see your pain I don't wanna see your crying fallen out of light

Tha's it for this time. I have alot more, so if this goes good, I'll do some more.

ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Sat, 20 Jan 2007 20:15:22 GMT

i swear to GOD i hate him right now.
and by him, my f-list,
i mean SCOTT ANTHONY BIAS.
thats right.
the one who tore my heart out, stomped on it, gave it back to me in a soda bottle and moved to texas.

i swear to god i hate his guts.
liz made me email him. he wants to know why i hate him.
i told him.

Dort wo die Nacht kein Morgen kennt
Vermiss ich dich
Wo mein Herz für immer brennt
Verlierst du mich
Wenn mein Engel meinen Namen nennt
Ich halt noch immer deine Hand
Es ist vollbracht
Dein letzter Schwur ist eingebrannt
Und keine Macht
Holt dich zurück, denn wir sind verdammt
Doch unser Licht zerbricht die Dunkelheit
Weil jedes Wort von dir für ewig bleibt

I still hear your dying words
"Come with me"
And still deep inside it burns
"Follow me through the raging flames
Where we will feel no pain"
I want to die
Each time it hurts
I hear your dying words

Wo meine Seele einsam weint
Such ich dich
Hier wo die Sonne nie mehr scheint
Verfolgst du mich
Wir sind vereint im Schutz der Dunkelheit
Mit den Wolken zieh'n die Schatten auf
Wenn ich dein Herz mit meinen Tränen tauf

I still hear your dying words
"Come with me"
And still deep inside it burns
"Follow me through the raging flames
Where we will feel no pain"
I want to die
Each time it hurts
I hear your dying words

Vanilla Icing Part iiii

Sat, 20 Jan 2007 01:47:58 GMT

Title Vanilla Icing
Part Four You Are The One
Author dntcloseurheart aka ME!!
Pairing Vam and Missam (Missy/Bam)
Rating Psht...Iono...PG? PG-13?
Summary It's almost time for Bam and Missy's wedding, but is Bam rethinking his choice?
Disclaimer Don't know, Dont Own...Blah Blah Blah
A/N This was originally suppose to be a two part one shot, but since everyone wanted to know more, I decided to run with it. It's not going to be a novel, but a short story. Happy now? lol

Previous parts under the cut.

More A/N Thanks to insane_pyro_grl for the icons of POV!!!!

Part i
Part ii
Part iii

Why the hell didn't I just go back home?

Go home, I told myself. You'll feel better. Did I go? Nope.

Instead, I'm in this damned church, smoking a ciggarette in the little room that you and your friends use to get ready for the ceremony. I look across the room at your pacing form; the fustrated look on your face doens't make me feel any better about the situation.

No I won't surrender
At any cost
You're something so sweet and tender
From my heart

Extenguishing my fag, I stand up, silently excusing myself from the room. Nobody will notice if I...

"Ville! Wait up!"

Dammit.

I turn around to face Novak, dressed for a change. He removes the cigarette from his mouth, blowing a cloud of smoke from it's corner. I raise my eyebrow questionably. He can tell I really don't want to be here.

"Look, Bam just wanted me to make sure you don't leave." he says to my unasked question. I roll my eyes and turn to walk away. Instinctively, Novak grabs at my arm. I yank it out of his reach.

"Hey, I'm just doing what my friend asked of me ok? He said he has something planned that he wants you to be here for."

"What is it, an explosion?" I ask sarcastically.

Yes I've done my evil
I've done my good
Just believe me honey
I won't let go of you
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all
You are the one
And there's no regrets at all

"I dunno. He just wants you to be here for it. So don't go anywhere."

"Who said I was going anywhere?" I ask. Novak rolls his eyes.

"I know you better than you think Valo. I know how you feel about Bam. Just stay, please." he asks, almost pleading. Sighing, I nod my head and walk towards the sanctuary where a bunch of people I don't recognize are already gathered.

Oh Bam. I wish I could just run away, so I don't have to watch you wed yourself to her.

I walk past the open doors to the fairly large multi-purpose room next door. I see the wedding cake that Missy had specially made in Philly just for today. I laugh at the icing; Vanilla. Ontop, a single rose. I remember the argument you two got into to; you didn't want the same boring cake top, but she wanted something romantic. You settled on a red rose.

I didn't notice I had been crying until Ape comes up to me.

"Ville, are you okay?" she asks in genuine concern. I nod and turn away.

After today, I don't think you'll be seeing me again.

I can't do this.

I can't pretend I want to marry her. I want you, Ville.

So, I refuse to marry her.

Seeing you slip out the door, I motion to Novak, sending him to make sure you don't go anywhere. Waiting for him to get back, I pace more than I was before. As he slips back in the room with the thumbs up, I sigh a breath of relief. As long as you're here, I can do this.

We've had our share of misfortune
We've had our blues
And God is not on our side
Yes it's true

What seems like a few seconds later, but in reality was close to an hour, Ape sticks her head inside the door.

"It's time."

Those two words nearly make me sick. I started to panic until I saw you already at your place at the altar. Taking a deep breath, I walk towards you as soft music is played. I smile at you, but you only retort with a nod. I bite my bottom lip nervously. This is it.

We keep forgetting baby
The beauty of us two
There is no one who can take that away
From me and you

As the wedding march begins, the crowd turns it's head towards the back of the church. At first, nothing is seen. But then, Missy steps out, in that beasutiful peach dress I bought her. She looks gorgeous. I smile nervously as she walks towards us. Every few steps, I side-glance at you. You seem to be gazing off into the horizon.

As she takes the few last steps to me, she takes my hand, diverting my attention towards her. A pudgy little priest in black robes step infront of us. I hear you step closer towards my back.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join these two lovers in Holy matromony. Before we begin, if there is anyone who believes that these two should not be wed, speak now, or forever hold your piece."

Subcounsiouly, I step forward.

"I do."

A gasp comes from the crowd. You look at me in that shock, unprepared face that causes a shiver down my spine. Wait, don't think about that right now. You need to hear this before you make the worst descision of both of our lives.

You are the one
And there's no regrets at all

Taking a deep breath, I step between you and Missy.

"Bam, I need you to know something. Nobody knows this. I've kept it a secret, but I can't keep on pretending anymore. I love you. I've loved you since you popped your head into that first performance. I don't know why I do, but I do. I've denied it, but I won't anymore."

From behind me, I hear a sniffle from your bride. You bite your lip and look down at your shoes.

"I love you too." you mutter, almost inaudiable. My eyes grow wide. Did you just say what I think you said?

Yes, I do believe you did.

And Missy's shocked tears just confirmed it.

I pull your chin up, so your are looking in my eyes. Silently, you wipe away the unfallen tears from my eyes. Noticing Missy behind me, you step to her.

"Missy...Melissa. I'm sorry. I can't pretend to love you anymore. You don't deserve it. Nobody does. I love Ville. I always have, and I always will."

I choke back tears as Missy nods and turns away. As the train to her dress follows her and her family out the church, you wrap your arms around me, pulling me towards you.

"Thank you, Willa." you whisper in my ear. I smile.

You are the one
And there's no regrets at all

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Okay, so the ending was sorta crummy, but hey, I tried. It would have been posted earlier but my new kitten kept attacking my fingers.

VAM Videos

Thu, 18 Jan 2007 16:46:43 GMT

got bored, and was surfing youtube for some videos for myspace, and decided my myspace waspimped enough, so i decided to just post HIM videos and Skate vids here instead!

OMG..they have The Sacrament flagged...

THE BEST HIM VIDEO EVER!!!!! i mean come on! Ville Valo, a shirtless Linde, Mige, Zoltan, and Gas, trapped in a plexiglass box? what more can u ask for?

this video isnt the greatest, i like the other version better,...even my mum agrees.

THIS IS THE BETTER ONE

"tis the ice version..hehe

Vanilla Icing Part iii

Thu, 18 Jan 2007 13:30:04 GMT

Title Vanilla Icing
Part Three Romeo's Waiting
Author dntcloseurheart aka ME!!
Pairing Vam and Missam (Missy/Bam)
Rating Psht...Iono...PG? PG-13?
Summary It's almost time for Bam and Missy's wedding, but is Bam rethinking his choice?
Disclaimer Don't know, Dont Own...Blah Blah Blah
A/N This was originally suppose to be a two part one shot, but since everyone wanted to know more, I decided to run with it. It's not going to be a novel, but a short story. Happy now? lol

Previous parts under the cut.

More A/N Thanks to insane_pyro_grl for the icons of POV!!!!

Part i
Part ii

Okay, so here I am, the day before it. I really don't want to be here. I don't think I could handle seeing you, so handsome in the suit you bought that day, and her, in her dress of light peach and roses, at the altar. I'd burst into tears the second you put the ring on her finger. To make it worst, the fact that I'm your best man plays in.

I shouldn't be like this.

I should be so happy that you finally decided to grow up and settle down. But I'm not. I'm being the selfish Finnish bastard that Jonna always told me I was. I want you more than anything in the world, Bammie. And it hurts that I can't have you.

Sitting on the couch in the front rooom, eating from the container of my half-eaten vanilla icing from that same day, nobody has been around to bother me. I'm not complaining, but in this house, if someone isn't bugging you, they are planning something. And not anything good. I stand up, and walk downstairs, kepping a good firm hold on my icing. It's the only thing that's been keeping me from bursting into tears.

Walking downstairs, I see you sitting alone at the table. Even with your back turned, I could tell something was wrong.

"BamBam, what's wrong?" I ask as I sit next to you. You look up in surprise and give me a fake smile. You shake your head and stand up, heading outside to skate I guess.

Oh, Willa. Walking away from you just now was the worst thing I could have possibly done. Walking outside, I jumped into the Hummer and turned it on. Instead of driving off, I turned on the CD player, your voice instantly invading my head.

What a wicked game to play
To make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say
You never felt this way
What a wicked thing you do
To make me dream of you

"Arghhhhh." I groan and throw my head back on the seat. This is going to be hard. I want to do it, but then I have to deal with the tears of Missy, the looks from the guys and my parents. But in the end, I think it will all be worth it. I can't go on living this lie. I have to admit it to you, Ville. Fuck everyone else. You deserve to know.

Now I wanna fall in love
This world is only gonna break your heart
Now I wanna fall in lust
This world is only gonna break your heart
..with you

I have to do it. Even if it kills our friendship, I can't keep it inside anymore. It hurts to much. Who knows? My Romeo may be waiting.

One Shot- Vanilla Icing Part Deux

Thu, 18 Jan 2007 01:32:32 GMT

Title Vanilla Icing (one shot) Part 2
Author dntcloseurheart aka ME!!
Pairing Vam and Missam (Missy/Bam)
Rating Psht...Iono...PG? PG-13?
Summary It's Bam's turn to think about the old days
Disclaimer Don't know, Dont Own...Blah Blah Blah

Standing up here, like a manaquien, is starting to make me nauseas. I hate doing it, but what other choice do I have? Apparently, none. The one person I love doesn't share my feelings, and here I have a girl who is willing to do anything I want. What do I do?

I propose to the girl.

I mean, I don't love her, but I think if I try, I could forget about you. That maybe I could move past the fact that you will never feel the same about me as I do you. No big deal.

Standing on this stupid stool makes me feel so fake, and I hate it. Especially infront of you. I turn around, and see you licking that spoon makes me smile wide. You have no clue how adorable and child-like you seem right now. Oh, Willa. How I wish I could just tell you how I feel.

As the tailor asks me questions about the ceremony, I answer with my well rehearsed speech about how the colors are deep purple and white, and how me and Missy will be going to Cabo for the honeymoon. I smile that fake smile I've been using lately since this entire situation came to be.

I smile a real smile when I think about you and me, Ville.

The video shoot for Buried Alive By Love had to be my favorite. Just watching you perform that song made shivers go down my spine. You looked so desirable with your eyes lined thickly in eyeliner. Anybody would be lucky to have you with them.

Then, I start to think about Ruisrock. I have to hide my chuckle as the trip replayed in my mind; Vampire Heart. That was the first time I had seen that song performed, and I still love it to this day. I remember going with you, Raab, and that 'private eye' you knew to Russia, only to have to go to Estonia. The look on Raab's face was priceless.

Why did I never tell you I love you? I ask myself.

Rejection. That's the reason. I always thought that you would laugh. I'm just a friend; almost like your little ADHD brother that idolizes you. I can live with that image. I don't want to have to live with it, but I will, just becuase it's you.

In a way, I feel sorry for Missy. I mean, she deserve's someone who loves her in whole, not someone who loves his best friend. I think it would just kill her if she found out that the reason I have your poster over my bed is so I can get off to it instead of her. It's not like she's not pretty; she gorgeous. But she's not you.

Maybe I should call of the wedding...Take a chance and tell you how I fell..

I turn around in a black suit with a white shirt.

"How about this one?" I ask. You smile in response. Smile back, I turn around to look into the mirror, telling the tailor that this one will be fine. He says something in Italian, but I don't catch it. I look out the corner of my eye and see you eat more of your icing. That's when I decide.

I don't want to pretend anymore. I love you, Ville Valo, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life.

One Shot- Vanilla Icing

Wed, 17 Jan 2007 23:07:20 GMT

Title Vanilla Icing (one shot)
Author dntcloseurheart aka ME!!
Pairing Vam and Missam (Missy/Bam)
Rating Psht...Iono...PG? PG-13?
Summary Ville reminising about the good ole days
Disclaimer Don't know, Dont Own...Blah Blah Blah

Here I am, sitting in this god forskaen place, watching you try on tuxedos for the wedding. You look so handsome, and under any other sort of situations, I would probably be talking to you, telling you how good you look. Hell, I'd probably even be up there with you, trying on suits for the same occasion. I'm your best man! I should be doing it!

But I'm not.

Instead, I'm sitting on a white pleather couch behind you, only pretending to listen to you as you ramble to the tailor about how happy you are with Missy; about how the ceremony is planned; where you plan to go for the honeymoon. I'm sitting here, with a plastic container full of vanilla icing and a spoon. As you keep talking and allow the tailor to take your measurments, I spoon out some of the thick goop and place it on my tounge. I slowly remove it from my mouth, trying to get all I could from the metal spoon.

Swallowing the icing, the after taste takes affect. Fake sugar. Butter. Taking a deep breath, I dive in for more. It seems to be helping my mood. Sugar does that alot lately, along with the beer and smokes.

I really don't want to be here. I don't want to have to admit that you two are really getting married. I can't help but feel jealous; why can't I be the one up there instead of her?

Becuase you didn't tell him how you feel when you had the chance. says the voice in my mind. It's right you know. So many drunken nights. So many gigs. So many video shots, so many photo locations. I had so many chances to tell you that I love you, but never dove at them.

Smiling to myself, I think back to the "And Love Said No" shot we had done. While we were in London, as the camera was rolling, I was almost drunk enough to pull you in for a kiss. Almost. But I kept my wits about me. What if you pushed me away? What if you didn't feel the same? I don't think I could have handled that kind of rejection.

Not from you.

The time you were in Finland for Ruisrock. When you came to my house before you got on theplane back to the states. We had talked for hours about everything. Why didn't I just tell you then? We were both single, and I could have acted then. But did I?

Ofcourse not.

I dip my spoon back into the white icing, preparing myself for the taste. You turn around in a black suit with a white shirt.

"How about this one?" you ask. I smile the fake smile that I've used around you and your bride to be since you told me the wonderful news. You didn't know the diffrence.

You smile in joy and turn around and speak to the tailor. I continue my attack on my icing.

She'll hurt you, just like Jenn did. And I'll be here waiting, for you to come running to me. I'll wipe your tears away, whisper words of love. Then, maybe you'll see what I don't say.

Until then, however, I'll sit here, and enjoy my vanilla icing.

Dance With Me Chapter 13

Wed, 17 Jan 2007 22:00:59 GMT

Name- Dance With Me
Chapter Thirteen Dates Of Importance
Genre- Fanfiction, Romance,
Fanfare- VAM
Author- Rai Shelton
Rating- You decide
Disclamer- Dont know. Don't Own. But I Wouldn't Mind If Ville and Bam DO Get Together.
Warnings Drug Use..over the counter drugs, but still Drug Use

Links To Previous Chapters

Staying in Castle Bam was one thing, but living was diffrent as Ville soon found out. Every day, there was something diffrent going on. Everyday, one or more of the crew would come over for some reason or another. When Ville talked to Bam about it, he defended them and said they were just having fun.

Well, their fun was causing a great deal of stress for Ville. In the month that he had been staying at the house, Seppo had called atleast a dozen times, wanting to know how the new material was coming and if he was ready to go back into the studio soon. With the constant interuptions from Raab, Dico, and Novak, it was impossible to write anything.

God, he would be so happy when he could go back to Helsinki. Then, he would be able to lock himself in his room, with nothing but a few beers, a pack of Marlboros, and a pad of paper. He could stay in there for days, or until the beer ran out, just writing. He had done it alot; that's basically how Love Metal came to be.

Right now, he was sitting on the top of Bam's Hummer, enjoying a beer and looking at the stars. Everything was peacful in his world. The guys were all inside, doing whatever. He really didn't care. Inhaling his cigarette, he watched as the orange glow of the tobacco receeded down the stick towards him. He had a flash of lyrics go through his mind.

Heaven's ablaze in our eyes,
We're standing still in time.
The blood on our hands is the wine
We offer as sacrafice

He smiled as he jumped off the car and walked inside. Ignoring his boyfriend and his friends, now cheering as Dico chugged a whole bottle of Ni-Quil, he went upstairs to the guest room where all his things were. He grabbed his notebook and his favorite Nightmare Before Christmas pen. He locked the door of Bam's room and sat down in the middle of the bed, a smile on his face.

Two hours, over fifty ciggarettes, and a half a case of beer later, Ville sat back, resting his head on the pillows he had pushed against the headboard. He looked at the scribbled paper in pride. He had written the second masterpiece to his new album. He ripped a piece of paper from the back of the notebook and wrote the date on it. Beside it, he wrote Rip out The Wings Of A Butterfly. Below it, he wrote Behind The Crimson Door with the date of the reporter's phone call beside it. Hurriedly, he wrote out the song he had sung to Bam that night, and closed the lined paper inside the notebook.

Twisting to pop his back, Ville glanced at the clock beside Bam's bed. The illuminated green numbers read midnight. Stretching, the singer figured he should tell Bam that they were to be leaving for Finalnd tomorrow afternoon. He grinned evily as he imagined the look of shock on his lover's face. Walking down the stairs slowly, Ville stopped at the bottom one, seeing Bam chug a bottle of green liquid. He rolled his eyes and walked up to him.

"Bam."
He tapped his shoulder. As Bam spun around to see who tapped him, he closed his eyes and fell. Ville gasped as the rest of the guys laughed at the crumpled heap that was Bam at his feet. Giving an evil look at Dunn, Novak, Raab, Dico, Franz, and Rake, he picked him up and walked him upstairs.

"YOU GUYS BETTER NOT BE FUCKING HERE WHEN I COME BACK DOWN!" he yelled from the top of the stairs. Kicking the half open door open, he walked into Bam's room, setting him down on the silk sheets. He hurried downstairs quickly. The crew was still there, acting as if nothing had happened.

"If you guys have atleast half a brain among all of you, you'd leave right now, before I unleash an extremly pissed Finn." he hissed through his clenched teeth. Sensing his mood, the guys eased out the dorrway without saying a word. Ville listened as they each called somebody to come pick them up from the house. As soon as he was sure they were gone, he walked back upstairs to go to bed.

Walking into the living room, he saw Bam bracing himself up against the leather couch.

"We're is everyone?" he asked half dazed.

"I sent them out. We have a plane to catch tomorrow."

Bam looked at him in confusion. Ville rolled his eyes.

"You forgot, didn't you?"

Bam shook his head, still obvouisly tooken aback by the plane news. Ville sighed in frustration. He was trying to keep from punching something. He hated feeling like that; it meant that something bad was going to happen.

"We're supposed to be going to Helsinki tomorrow for three weeks. So I can see my parents. You said you wanted to see them again, remember?"

Slowly, Bam shook his head. Ville stepped forward, forcing his hand underneath Bam's chin. Bam tried to pull away, but Ville kept a tight grip. He forced bam to look him in the eyes. The blueness of his eyes were almost completely covered by his dialated pupils. Ville tossed his face away in disgust.

"You're high. I knew it." he spat.

"No I am not!" Bam cried in offense. Ville snorted.

"Right. Your eyes arn't dialated. I didn't see you chug a whole bottle of Ni-Quil in one gulp, did I? No, my eyes are decieving me. You're right, Brandon. You're not high."

Ville turned away to walk towards the guest room, but Bam grabbed his arm.

"Okay, maybe I am. But you don't have to get all upset! I'm not dead am I?"

"Your not dead. You're right. But you know how I hate that shit dammit! And that shit can kill you! It might not this time, but what about the next? Or what if you decide it's not enough? What will you do next Bam?"

Bam stood in shock as tears began to form in Ville's eyes.

"What if you decide that you need something stronger, like Coke? Or heroine? You could die! And what about me? What would I do Brandon? I couldn't live without you. I'd kill myself. When you passed out just then, I didn't know if you were dead or what! I don't know what I would do if you were..."

Bam placed his hand on Ville's cheek, wiping away the tears that fallen from his eyes. Ville pushed him away, but Bam only stepped closer. Placing his palms against his chect, Ville pushed the skater away. Suddenly very sober, Bam braced himself for the push, making it impossible for Ville to move him. He wrapped his arms around him, pulling him in. Ville fought, but Bam won.

"Okay. You're right." Bam said in a low voice. Instantly, Ville stopped fighting, surrendering to the embrace.

"I-I just don't know what I'd do if you died, Bam." Ville sobbed. Bam smoothed his dark hair down.

"I won't do it again. I promise."

He sat himself and his lover down on the couch, rubbing small circles on the small of Ville's back, until they both fell asleep.

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Wed, 17 Jan 2007 17:12:29 GMT

yay!

no more exams!!!!
i dont have to go back to that stupid high school until wednsday!!!

life officially rocks.

Dance With Me Chapter 12

Tue, 16 Jan 2007 01:03:52 GMT

Name- Dance With Me
Chapter Twelve Im Lost In My Heaven
Genre- Fanfiction, Romance,
Fanfare- VAM
Author- Rai Shelton
Rating- You decide
Disclamer- Dont know. Don't Own. But I Wouldn't Mind If Ville and Bam DO Get Together.
A/N Still Not Going To Be All That Long..I Have To Go To Bed Early For Exams Tomorrow

Links To Previous Chapters

Ville woke up, head buzzing. He didn’t really remember everything that had happened the night before except being on a plane. Him and Bam had talked a bit on the flight to Philly, but that’s where he drew a blank. He sat up, instantly regretting the move. His head began to swim, his stomach starting to turn. As he felt the vomit starting to come up his throat, he fell out of the bed and ran into the bathroom. He emptied the liquid contents of his stomach into the toilet, cursing both in English and Finnish.
Standing up, he wiped his mouth on the towel he found on the wall. He glanced in the mirror and laughed. His eyeliner was run, and his hair looked frizzy and tangled. He saw a slightly discolored mark on his throat. Fingering it, he chuckled. Bam’s bite mark from a few days was still there, but it didn’t bug him.
Walking back into the bedroom, realization set in. He was in Bam’s room. At his house. All of a sudden, he felt better, like he was home. He only felt like this when he was at his parent’s house, but he was feeling it, here and now. He slid back down on the bed next to Bam. He felt the skater’s calloused hand pull him closer to his chest.
“You okay?” Bam asked sleepily.
“Yeah. How did I get in here?”
Bam chuckled.
“You fell asleep on the plane. You looked so peaceful, so I didn’t wake you. I told the attendant you just got out the hospital and were on painkillers. She helped with the bags, and I carried you. Called Raab to come get us. “
Ville smiled. He moved around so his ear was against Bam’s chest. He sighed in pleasure.
“Comfortable?”
“Mhmm.” Ville said. From where he was, he could hear his lover’s heartbeat. It was almost to perfect.
But in the Margera’s house, nothing can stay perfect.

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Bam jumped off the bottom step into the pirate bar as April stepped out of the laundry room.
“Hey honey.” She said as her son walked towards the full coffee pot. He grunted in response.
“Have a nice trip?”
He nodded as he poured the liquid into a mug and added sugar. He sat down at the table. His mother sat across from him.
“Jenn called. So did a lot of reporters. They asked about you and Ville.”
“I need to get the number changed… What did you say?”
April shrugged.
“What did you expect me to say? ‘Yes, my youngest son is bi and is dating a Scandinavian love god?’ Yeah, right Bam. I didn’t say anything.”
Bam eyed his mother tiredly. He shook his head and laid it down on the table in front of him.
“What are we going to do?”
April patted his arm sympathetically.
“I don’t know. What does Ville want to do?”
“Tell everyone. He even said he’d scream it on top of the tallest building.”
April chuckled, her blue eyes sparkling in the light.
“I expected you to be the one to do that. Well, I say you two talk it out and go from there. That’s all you can do really.”
Bam sighed.
Ville walked down the stairs, seeing the two at the table. April, spotting him first from her place at the table, smiled.
“Well hello, Ville.”
Ville beamed as she stood up and embraced him. Bam turned around in his chair and watched as his mother hugged his boyfriend and asked him in Finnish how he was.
“When did you learn Fin Ape?” he inquired. She blushed and ushered Ville towards her now vacant seat. He sat down and she turned to get him some coffee. Noticing the bummed look on Bam’s face, he reached over the table and took his hand.
“What’s wrong Kulta?” he asked in a low voice.
“Reporters.” Was the response he got.
“Ahhh.”
Bam smiled weakly before standing up. He grabbed his board and shoes.
“I’m going to go skate. I’ll be back whenever.”
And he was gone, leaving Ville alone in the kitchen with April. She sat down across from the Finn with two steaming cups of coffee and handed one to Ville. Smiling, he took a sip. The sweetness of the sugar and honey coated his tongue. Sitting the cup down, he looked at Ape.
“So, you know about us?”
She smiled and nodded in approval.
“Thank you Mrs. Margera.”
“Oh, gosh Ville. You’ve known me long enough! Call me Ape.” She blushed a shade of pink. Ville smiled.
“How long are you staying?” April asked as she sat took a sip of her coffee. Ville shrugged.
“I really don’t know. I’d like to stay the entire time I’m off tour, but I would like to see my parents sometime, and would love to take a vacation.”
Slowly, he stretched back over the edge of the chair. He heard multiple tiny pops in his back. As the pressure released in his spine, he sat back up. The door slid open, and Bam’s brown hair stuck itself inside.
“Ville, come here please.”
Ville stood up and walked out the door to his lover. As the door shut behind him, Bam pinned him up against the wall. Slowly, he kissed his neck and worked his way up to his mouth.
“Good…Morning…Beautiful.” Bam said between kisses. Ville smiled against his attacking lips. Bam’s tongue ran along his bottom lip. Parting his lips slightly to allow him access, Ville felt Bam’s tongue rush past his lips to attack his own tongue. They stood up against the side of the house for a few moments, just kissing each other until April walked out the door.
“Bam,” she said as the two men hurriedly pulled apart. “I’m off to work. Just take out the trash, and I’ll be happy. I watched your house for a month, and all I want in return is the trash taken out.”
Bam nodded and saluted in mock respect.
“Oh, and don’t make out against the house, Bam, you don’t know what is on the wall.”
She grinned at the shocked expression on the boy’s faces. Ville rushed into the house, muttering something about needing to wash his hair. Bam smiled and watched him go back inside before he turned to his mom.
“You coming back over tonight?”
Ape shrugged.
“If I do, I’m bringing Phil.”
“Bring him over then!”
April smiled and kissed Bam’s cheek.
“Don’t kill anyone, and stay out of jail until I get off work.”
Bam laughed and walked back inside.

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Love? Hate? I Need To Know!!!!

Cookies!

Mon, 15 Jan 2007 20:53:29 GMT

What a beautiful day. I wanted to go to the park, but couldnt. Mum went off to Maysville, and midget is at her boyfriends house.
So, I stayed home, watched Viva La Bam, and cleaned the kitchen. Im making cookies right now!
im shaping them like heartagrams, and they are coming out pretty good!
ill show everyone once i find my camera and take the pics!

Dance With Me Chapter 11

Mon, 15 Jan 2007 00:08:03 GMT

Name- Dance With Me
Chapter Ten Munich Sanctuary
Genre- Fanfiction, Romance,
Fanfare- VAM
Author- Rai Shelton
Rating- You decide
Disclamer- Dont know. Don't Own. But I Wouldn't Mind If Ville and Bam DO Get Together.
A/N Thank God For Microsfot Word!!!

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The next few stops for the tour took toll on Bam, Ville, and the rest of the band. Everywhere they went, reporters questioned them about the relationship between Ville and Bam. At one point, Bam even tried to go back to Westchester. Ville had refused to hear it. Period.
“No. You’re not going. Point blank, bottom line.” His hands had been placed firmly on Bam’s shoulders, forcing him down. He wiped the tears that were falling from his eyes away before sitting down in front of him.
“B-but, Willa, I-I ru-ruined every-thing!” he sobbed. He covered his face with his hands in shame. Quickly, Ville wrenched his hands from his eyes. He forced him to look into his green eyes.
“Listen to me, Brandon Cole.” Bam instantly got rigid at the use of his real name. “You in no way ruined a thing. It was all that whore Jenn. Did you go to the press?”
Bam shook his head.
“Did you tell her to go to the press?”
Once again, he shook his head.
“Then it is not your fault she did.”
More tears poured from Bam’s blue orbs.
“But I-I to-old her about us!” he cried. Ville sighed and wrapped his arms around his shoulders.
“Yeah, you did. But I don’t care. I still love you.”
“I didn’t want people to find out this way.”
Ville sighed.
“I don’t see why. This is almost how people found out about me.”
Bam tried to muffle a sob, but didn’t succeed. Ville took his hands and stood him up.
“If it would make you happy, I would go out on top of the tallest tower and scream ‘I Love Brandon Cole Margera’ for the entire world to hear. Fuck, I would even jump from said tower to my death to make you happy.”
Bam smiled weakly. He wrapped his arms around the taller man and laid his head on his shoulder.
“I love you Willa.”
Ville simply kissed the top of his head.

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“ARE YOU DATING HIM?!?!?!”
Ville sat in the chair in front of Seppo, listening to him scream. He had finally had enough of his band having bad publicity due to his lead man and a skater. He called Ville to his hotel room in Munich, and just started to scream.
“Why should it make a difference Seppo?” he asked calmly, taking a drag from the cigarette that hung from his fingers.
“Why?! Did you really just ask me that Valo?” Seppo cried.
“I don’t see why it matters.”
Seppo laughed sarcastically.
“It’s not good publicity Ville! It’s not helping our image!”
Ville rolled his eyes and extinguished his fag. He stood up.
“It makes no difference. But to answer your question, yes. We are dating.”
Seppo watched as he walked out the door. Outside, Ville groaned as pulled out his lighter and cigarettes. Tasting the smoke as it crept down into his lungs calmed him down. He didn’t want anyone to see how close he was to ringing the manager’s neck just now. Slowly, he exhaled the smoke.
Dialing Bam’s new cell number, his racing heart slowed down. Bam didn’t need to know what was going on. He had only told him Seppo had an idea for the next album. Nothing big.
“Hey baby.”
Ville grinned at the voice of his lover.
“Hey. Hungry yet?”
A little chuckle was received.
“Not for food, if that’s what you mean.”
Ville laughed.
“Joo, I mean food. We are supposed to be leaving in about an hour, so I was thinking we could eat before we go to the airport.”
“Okaaay.” Bam groaned in mock depression. Ville chuckled.
“ Mina Rakastan Sinua, Kulta.”
“I love you too baby.”
Ville smiled as he clicked the phone closed. He trudged to the elevators and pressed the up button. Apparently, he was going to have to force Bam to leave the room. They hadn’t left it for the two days they had been in Munich except for the show, and then Bam had stayed backstage. Ville felt bad for all this- he wanted to have fun on the first tour with his boyfriend. But that stupid bitch Jenn had to ruin everything. He extinguished the half smoked cancer stick and stepped into the elevator. Pressing the number 10, the doors closed and he felt the sensation of rushing upwards.
As a small ding! From above was heard, the doors rushed open. Not paying attention to who was there, he stepped out of the box. He glanced up into the widen eyes of a reporter.
“Mr. Valo, I was just up here to see you. I wanted to-“
“No.” Ville interjected. The reporter looked stunned. Ville went to walk around him, but the man threw his arm out to stop him.
“Wait. I need this story. Please. Just answer one question.”
“I’ll be answering the police’s questions on why I broke your arm if you don’t move it you little punk.” Ville growled. The man moved his arm and watched as Ville stalked down the hallway to his room. Throwing the door open and groaning, he walked in. Bam stuck his head out of the bathroom.
“Hey baby.” He said cheerfully. He got a grunt in reply from Ville. His face fell, and walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. Ville looked up at him and started to laugh.
“What?”
Ville only laughed at his confusion.
“This is how we got together, remember?”
Slowly, Bam realized. He started to giggle. He hit his head with his palm.
“And it’s our anniversary!”
Ville’s laughter ceased immediately. He bit his lip shyly.
“It is…I totally forgot baby.”
Bam sat down next to him on the bed.
“So did I baby. It’s okay.”
Ville sighed and sat his head on the skater’s shoulder. He wanted to do something for the occasion, but the press was everywhere, and it wasn’t safe to go outside. Then, his alarm on his phone went off.
“It’s almost time to leave for the airport.” He said apathetically. Bam sat up and got dressed hurriedly. They stuffed their things into the duffels they had and met Linde, Mige, and Gas in the lobby.

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sorry for it being so short. im working on another fic, and i want to get the next chapter done before to long.

Comments=Vammy Sex!

Dance With Me Chapter 10

Sat, 13 Jan 2007 13:28:05 GMT

Name- Dance With Me
Chapter Ten Alive, Behind The Crimson Door, As The Winter Sings Your Love Will Be The Death Of Me
Genre- Fanfiction, Romance,
Fanfare- VAM
Author- Rai Shelton
Rating- You decide
Disclamer- Dont know. Don't Own. But I Wouldn't Mind If Ville and Bam DO Get Together.
A/N Yay! The Glitter Fairy is finally posting! I've been busy with school, and I have exams next week, so I should be posting alot more in the next week due to not having to go Monday, Thursday, Friday, Monday (again!) and Tuesday, PLUS the weekends.

Links To Previous Chapters

Settled in the backseat of a cab, Ville's head was laying on Bam's shoulder, his hand entertwined firmly with that of his young lover's/ They sat quietly as the driver sped down the road towards Ville's hotel room. Not a word was spoken.
Slowing to a stop, the sabby turned around in his seat to retrieve his pay. Ville handed him a few bills, muttering for him to keep the change. A large smiled dawned across the man's face as he counted the Euros. The tip was beyond gracious- it would be more than enough for the night's entertainment of pornography and alcohol. He pulled the car away from the curb, his ind wandering of what he would do that night.
Ville and Bam trudged up the stairs to Ville's room. He had his own this time. It wasn't the best hotel in Finland, but it would do. As Ville closed and botled the door behind them, apologies dove from Bam's mouth.
"Ville," he said. "I'm really sorry. I knew I should have just went backstage, but I wanted to see you perform. I love watching you sing. You make the entire crowd seem as if you're singing just to them..." Bam said quickly, but Ville was only half listening. His thoughts were elsewhere. Bam's rambled apology stopped when he noticed the glazed look in Ville's eyes.
"Willa?" he said caustiously, placing a hand on the singer's waist. He jumped, unaware of the situation.
"Oh...huh? Yeah, I forgive you Bammie." he said hurriedly, his cheek flushed with pink. Bam wrapped his arms around Ville's waist protectivly. He placed his head in the crook of his neck.
"What's wrong?" he questioned. Ville squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. Bam released his as he pulled away gently. Sneaking up behind him, Bam picked him up and threew him on his shoulder.
"Bam!" Ville giggled as he was steered toward the bed. Bam layed his down with a soft plop! on the sheets. Bam placed his knees on either side of Ville's hips, his hands on each side of his head. He was pinned. He leaned down and kissed Ville's cheek, a trail of kisses falling like rose petals down on Ville's neck.
"What are you doing?" he interogates in mock defense as Bam snaked his hand up his shirt.
"Thanking you for getting me out of jail." Bam said against his colar bone. A very girlish giggle came from the man below him. He sat up.
"What the hell was that?"
Ville pressed his lips together. Bam rolled his eyes playfully. He kissed the top of the older man's forhead as he ran a hand under his tanktop. As his hand ran over Ville's abs, he felt them tighten up.
"Baby, relax." Ville did as he was told, easing up his clenched stomach muscles. Slowly, Bam ran his hand up his chest and back down again. He bent down and trailed his tounge around Ville's belly button.
"Baam.." Ville moaned softly, but was only shushed. He traced the top of the shared tattoo at a tantalizing pace, casuing a groan from Ville. He smiled at the impatient response he was getting. He sat up and softly kissed Ville's pink lips. When they pulled apart, he watched as Ville pulled the tanktop off himself in one swift movement. Bam chuckled and pulled the shirt he wore off himself as well.
Then, his phone rang.
Bam chose to ignore it, choosing to move up and nibble on Ville's nipples. He didn't stop the skater, until his phone began to ring too. He wiggled to get out from beneath Bam, but he refused to allow him to move.
"Bammie, it might be important!"
With a huff of air, Bam sat up and moved to allow the frontman to reach his phone. He grabbed his own to shut the fucking ringer up.
"Yo."
"Is this Brandon Margera?"
"No. You just called his phone on accident. Of course this is Brandon Margera! Now, what do you want? In case you don't own a clock, it after two am here."
"We got a tip that you are with the lead singer of the band HIM. Is this true?"
"Depends on what you mean with 'with'."
"Dating."
Bam stood frozen. Jenn. he thought. He looked over at Ville, who stood just as rigid as the skater.
"No fucking comment."
He shut the phone in a hurry. Ville muttered something in Finnish and put the phone down on the bedside table.
"BamBam, what's wrong?" he asked soothingly as possible. He sat down on the bed as Bam began to pace around the room.
"Jenn told them about us."
"I take it you didn't want people to know about us?" Ville said, not bother to hide the reject he was feeling all of a sudden.
"Not...Not yet." Bam stuttered. Ville could see he was on the verge of tears. As Bam passed him, he pulled him down into his lap.
"It's okay, Brandon. Calm down."
The tears began to fall. They came down in a steady stream as Bam placed his head in the crook of Ville's neck.
"I'-I'm so-sorry, Willa." he sobbed into the man's shoulder. He began to cry harder as Ville began to stroke his hair.
"Shhh poika. It's ok. It will all be alright. We'll get through this." he whispered into Bam's ear. Seeing that this was not working, He pulled Bam up onto the pillows behind them, and they both layed down. Ville pulled him into his arms.
"We hide behind the crimson door, while the Summer is killed by the Fall. Alive behind the crimson door, while the Winter sings 'your love, will, be the death of me...Your love will be the death of me...'" he sang softly. Instantly, Bam's sobs got quieter. Seeing the effect his singing had, Ville kept singing, until his lover was asleep in his arms.

Im Still Alive...

Tue, 09 Jan 2007 22:36:16 GMT

just when i thought my life was looking up, it got bad.
Mel doesnt want to speak to me again, and it hurts...
i sent her the lyrics to Still Alive by Negative and told her the next time we see each other id sing it to her.
and she sent me something back saying that we prolly wont get back together, and i should stop trying.
yea, i said i wanted to try again, but "livi" has her now...
*sigh*

Still These are those days, when I can get no sleep
I'm so tired I'd like to fall into sleep
I fall in my bed
But still I'm awake

These questions in my mind are so much bigger than life
But my life is short and I have to leave them behind
I have to try to forget
That I am still in my bed

In my deepest fears I'm losing you
Even if somebody tried to stop my heart
I'm still alive I will never give up

CHORUS:
Just turn off the lights
Don't wanna see me die
I look like I'm dead
But when you look at me
I am still alive

Just open your eyes
Don't wanna see me cry
I'm right here where you want me to be
Fighting with myself

All I need to feel is your breath on my skin
This endless longing between you and me
We can't give up now
We're gonna make it somehow

In my sweetest dreams I'm with you
Even if somebody tried to stop my heart
I'm still alive I will never give up

[CHORUS]

Just open your eyes
Don't wanna see me cry
I'm right here where you want me to be
fighting with myself, with myself

[CHOURS]

Won't you open your eyes
Don't wanna see me cry
I'm right here where you want me to be
fighting with myself
I'm right here where you want me to be
fighting with myself
I'm right here where you want me to be
fighting with myself, with myself.
Ooh, I look like I'm dead
but when you look at me
I'm still alive

Every Second Im Without You Im A Mess

Sun, 07 Jan 2007 21:56:27 GMT

ok, so ive been up since 930 this morning and havent explained what happenend last night.
i went to kayla's party, and rick was there. hes been my best friend since 7th grade, and ive had a crush on him since the same time. i asked him out in 7th and 8th grade, but he didnt want to screw up our friendship. cant say i blame him.
ive figured out why i get so nervous around him lately.
i think i mite be in love with him.
now, we mess around, and since im the Glitter Fairy, hes my Glitter Whore (inside joke..hehe)and he touches my boobs and we hug ect. well last nite, i was sitting in a chair and rick just sits on my lap! he starts poking my boob (neither of us had had any liquor yet). i laugh and we just mess around. all day, i had been laying my head on his leg or his lap, or wrapping my arms around his waist. well, id get up, and he'd steal the chair and tell me to sit on his lap. i like being on bottom, so id make him get up and make him sit on m lap.
well, around this time, Amanda, my older seregent sister, comes over with Captain Morgan. so, ofcourse, me and faith have alot of it. hell, if it wasnt for us, nobody would have had any. but i digress
rick doesnt drink. some stuff was going on between me and kayla, cuz i had a buzz high (they never last long...i always have them. they last like 10 minutes to where you think im wasted, but im not. 10 minutes later, im normal again.)anyway, i had made out with kayla for like 30 seconds and she thought it meant we were together again.
and me and rick acting the way we were wasnt helping.
so rick was like "rai, you need to calm down."
this was after he helped me back up the street. we had popped a few glow sticks, and shook them everywhere. we were covered in the glow fluid, so we ran down the street screaming. i was twirling, and rick grabbed me and walked me back up the street (i was in my buzz mode) i kept giggling and trying to bite his shoulder. he was saying "your drunk your gonna fall" and i would say "no im not!" and start laughing. the entire time i was laughing my ass off. he giggled and let me go when we got to kayla's driveway and i wanted to make out with someone, so i made out with her.
later on, i told rick how i felt. i had had a bit more Captain Morgan, but i still wasnt even buzzed. It takes alot to get me buzzed. anyway, he was talking about how he didnt like me drinking and that i shouldnt do it. he was afraid i would hurt myself. i waved my wrist infront of him and criend "to late!"
he told me he still didnt feel the same way i did, so i joined Captain Morgan again.
He didnt even say bye when he left to me.
*sigh*
i left cuz kayla was being over dramatic.
see, her ex boyfriend was there, with his "night time buddy" who wanted him to takeher virginity. so ofcourse, they were making out alot. we went outside and they were making out in the backyard. Kayla freaked and was like "everyone inside NOW." i told her to calm down, that we did the same shit. she freaked. i said whatever and hung out with rick

yea..that's the reason behind my post last night.

Dance With Me Chapters 8 and 9

Sun, 07 Jan 2007 17:12:31 GMT

Name- Dance With Me
Chapter Eight Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow
Chapter Nine Don't You Want Somebody To Love?
Genre- Fanfiction, Romance,
Fanfare- VAM
Author- Rai Shelton
Rating- You decide
Disclamer- Dont know. Don't Own. But I Wouldn't Mind If Ville and Bam DO Get Together.
A/N I finally decided to post these, only cuz im bored and figured I've waited long enough. Hopefully I wont get in to much trouble for posting all these today, becuase we all just got in trouble for posting multiple chappys a day..hehe

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Chapter Eight
"I don't wanna go." Ville pouted. He stood infront of the man, hands placed defiantely on his razor thin hips. Bam sniggered.
"But Will, you have to." he said. Ville placed his lips in a pout, one that made Bam instantly want to fall to his knees and do whatever he wanted.
"Why?"
Bam smiled, fighting the urge to collapse, and wrapped his arms around his lover's waist.
"Because baby. It's your job. It's not like you're never going to see me again."
Ville heaved an over exagerated sigh.
"Three days. It might as well be forever!"
"But that's three days you can be a miserable poet and write new material."
Ville pulled away in mock offense.
"Oh, so my music isn't good anymore?"
He turned to walk away when Bam held tightly to his hips. He pulled him to his chest, and brushed his lips against the Finn's. A shocked gasp came from a by-stander, but it was ignored by the lovers.
"You promise?" Ville pulled away, looking deeply into Bam's blue eyes.
"I promise. I'll be at your next performance, or I will go skydiving naked with Steve-O." Bam said. As the thought of Bam skydiving naked entered his mind, Ville's heart began to race; he didn't want to share the image of Bam's body with anyone but himself.
"You better be there." he replied shortly.
"Flight 109 to Tampree, now boarding." said a voice on the PA system. Bam looked up towards the speaker.
"That's me, I guess." Ville said crestfallen. Bam picked up his carry on, handing it to him.
"I promise. I'll be there."
Ville wrapped his arms around Bam's neck, not wanting to release him.
"I love you, Brandon."
"I love you too Ville Valo."
Their lips met briefly before the older man pulled away. He turned and walked to the gate and flashed the attendent his ticket. He turned around and looked at Bam before getting on the plane.

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Bam walked into the house and walked straight back out. He smelled her; that stupid perfume she wore. She was the only person in his life that wore Crush. He had just gotten the damned scent out of his house before he left to see Ville in New York. And now it was back, which could only mean she was there too.
He slipped back inside, ready for whatever would happen. He looked inside his room; nothing seemed moved or destroyed, but that judgment could be wrong. His bedroom was always a mess. He loked in the living room. Nothing was out of place or broken. In fact, it was cleaner than before he left. Somebody was running water in the pirate bar; he could hear it.
Slowly, he took the stairs one at a time. As he reached the bottom one, he turned to face his ex. Her back was turned hands in water that was in the sink.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
She jumped at the voice. She turned around, her nose stud glinting in the light of the kitchen. She smiled that damned smile of hers. She wiped the suds that was on her hands on the jeans she wore.
"Hey baby!" she said. She took a few steps toward his, but stopped when he stepped back.
"Why the fuck are you here Jenn?" he said, not bothering to hide the coldness in his voice. Her smile fell from her face.
"That's not the way to say hi to your girlfriend, Bam."
His eyes expanded at her last word.
"Girlfriend?" he asked? "Girlfriend?"
She nodded. He tried unsucessfully to coceal his snort.
"Um, what did you get from the words 'get the fuck out, you cum guzzling gutter whore? We're through? I never want to see your face again?'"
"That you needed time away from me, and that you just wanted to play the field for a while.
He starred at her in disbelief.
"You have got to be joking."
Jenn shooke her brown hair. A few pieces fell infront of her face, which she removed with a manicured nail.
"You've gone senile! I'm over you! I'm with Ville!"
Her eyes grew wide. What a good actress, Bam thought at the tears that threatened to fall.
"But...I love you!"
He openly laughed.
"Right. That's why you slept with half of Westchester while we were together." he said.
"Oh Bam." she said. "You know I didn't mean anything."
Bam rolled his eyes.
"Jenn, I don't know how to make it clearer. I. Don't. Love. You. I'm with Ville. Now, get the fuck out before I call the cops."
She looked at him reaproachfully, but cast her eyes down when he pointed out the door. As the door slid shut, he grabbed his cell phone.
"April, I need you to do me a favor." he said when his mom picked up.
"Why hello to you too Bam." she said sarcastically.
"Not now, Ape. This is important."
"Oh, well if it's important. What's up?"
"I need you to get the locks changed on my house. And I need the security code changed on the garage too."
"Why can't you do this yourself?" she asked.
"Becuase. I'm leaving for a month tomorrow."
"Where ya going?" Bam groaned at her ignorance.
"On tour with Ville."
"Oh." she said. "Are you finally dating him yet?"
"What?"
"Oh, I know everything Bam. I've known since I saw you making out with Chad. So, are you dating him?"
Bam chuckled.
"Yeah. Now, will you take care of it?"
"I still don't see-" she started, but her son cut her off.
"Jenn was here when I got home."
"Ahhh." April replied. "Yeah, I'll take care of it."
"Thanks, mom."
Before she could respond, he hung up. He grabeed a soda from the fridge. He sat down on the couch infront of the fireplace. He sighed and flipped over. Now, his feet hung off the back of the couch and his vision was upside down.
He thought of Ville. He wondered what he was doing. Probabaly sleeping on the plane. Or maybe listening to music.
His text message tone broke through his thoughts. Disgruntled, he slipped a hand into his pocket for his phone.
He flipped it open, seeing the number. He smiled as he read the message from Ville.
Hey kulta i miss u and cant wait 2 c u. I love u
Quickly, he texted back.
I miss u 2 sexy i luv u 2
For an hour, the two texted back and forth until Ville said he was going to sleep. Bam packed random items into his suitcase and backpack before finally passing out on his bed.

And That Is Chapter Eight.

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Chapter Nine
NOTE- This chapter is going to have alot of Finnish in it, hopefully correct translations. Im not the best, so I had to check it. If it's not right, please let me know, and I'll correct it.

Ville stood infront of the mirror, putting on various outfits, trying to find judt the right one. A soft knock came at the door before Gas walked in. He rolled his eyes as Ville sampled an Iggy Pop shirt but rejected it.
"Voi hemmetti Apulainen.[Gosh, mate.]" he said at the rockstar. "Te ajatella te toivoisin olevani astuva jotta kannatin jotta hänelle elämäntapa te aari esiintyvä. [You would think you were going to propose to him the way you're acting.]"
Ville laughed and put on a black tank top.
"Se on elämäntapa jotta aikainen jotta ajatella jokseenkin että. Kuinka ajaa I-KIRJAIN etsiä? [It's way to early to think about that. How do I look?]"
Gas smiled a toothy grin.
"Te etsiä hienosti Valo. Kas noin , asettua heittää. [You look fine Valo. Now, calm down.]"
Ville sighed. Forgetting his chore, he sat down next to the drummer.
"I-KIRJAIN olen kohtuullinen joten heikkohermoinen. Mikä tokko hän does ei esitellä? I-KIRJAIN ajaa ei ajatella I-KIRJAIN ajaa esitellä. [I'm just so nervous. What if he doesn't show? I don't think I could do the show.]"
"Has hän aina hajalla lupaus jotta te aiemmin? [Has he ever broken a promise to you before?]"
Ville chuckled, despite his worry.
"Johtua jotta ajatella -lta se , hän didn't sisu jotta minun Veres Ikä Aatto puolue nyt kuluva ohi aika. Hän- [Come to think of it, he didn't go to my New Years Eve party this past time. He-]"
Gas waved his hand in the air impatiently.
"Se puolue , Huvila! Oi Jumala. He'll olla tähän. Kas noin , hoppuilla jalkeilla. esitellä alku kotona viisi pöytäkirja. Antaa objektimuoto sisu. [It was a party, Ville! Oh god. He'll be here. Now, hurry up. The show starts in a five minutes. Let's go.]"
Gas stood up, making the couch graon as his weight was lifted. Ville sat there, watching the drummer walk out the door. He found his cell phone, dialing Bam's number.
"Arghhhh." he groaned when he got his voicemail. He tossed the phone on the seat beside him.
"Kulta, it's time." Burton's soft voice called from the other side of the door. The frontman sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. He stood up, grabbed a pack of cigarettes and walked out of the room.

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"Brandon Cole Margera, i am going to kill you." Ville mumbled to himself as he walked backstage. The show had gone great, except for an idiot who had jumped from a balcony down into the crowd. None of the crew or band seemed to know what had happened to the guy, but all thought it was pretty stupid. Now, as he walked away from the crowd and lights, he switched his thoughts to his boyfriend who had broken his promise.
He walked into his dressing room to retrive his phone before joining the rest of the band. He checked for any sort of messages, but sighed with disgust when there was none from Bam. He did, however, have a missed call from an unfamiliar number. Not bothering to call it back, he walked next door th where the rest of the guys were.
"Um, Ville?" Mige said as Ville closed the door. He raised an eyeborw in response.
"You should hear this."
He handed Vile his cellphone after pressing a button. Ville listened as the sound of his lover's voice filled his ears.
"Mige? It's Bam. I tried calling Ville's phone, but nobody answered. I'm sorta in some trouble...Um...You know the guy that jumped the balcony? Yeah...I sorta landed on this guy, and he got pissed. But anyway, I'm down with the cops...When you get this, will you guys come get me? Or someone? Please, tell Ville I was there. And that I love him. But I really need to get out of this jail before I become somebody's bitch. Thanks man."
Ville laughed, drawing an amaused look from Mige and confused looks from linde, Gas, and Burton.
"What?" Linde questioned. Ville tossed Mige his phone and picked up his jacket.
"Gotta go get Bam out of jail."
Burton and Gas snorted. Gas handed Burton a twenty dollar bill; they had a bet on if Bam would get arrested on this trip or not. Linde looked shocked.
"Why?"
"Becuase he was the guy who jumped off the balcony and got in a fight with a guy he landed on."
Lilly giggled. The situation was pretty funny. The rest of the guys grabbed their jackets as Ville stared.
"What are you doing?"
"Going with you, kulta." Mige piped up.
"Yeah. Do you think we'd pass up the oppurtunity to laugh at Jail-Bird Bam?" Burton laughed.
A giggle formed from Ville's lips.

Im Not Ready For This....

Sun, 07 Jan 2007 03:39:23 GMT

im really at the point to where i just want to say fuck it. even my best friend wont go out with me.
and it hurts. i dont wanna cry ver him, but i cant stop it.
or maybe its the captain morgan finally starting to kick in.
ive never cried when im drunk. but im crying, and over who?
Rick fucking Hernandez.
i mean, am i not pretty enough?
am i not skinny enough?
am i not funny enough?

ill explain letter when im sober

I Promise

Sat, 06 Jan 2007 01:00:53 GMT

I promise to love you until the day that i die,
as long as you promise not to hurt me again.
I promise to be faithful to you until i have no breath in me,
as long as you prove to me that you arn't like other men.
I promise to be yours, my heart to keep,
as long as you are willing to take that leap.

that was...random of me. hehe
i gotta go to school tomorrow...*tear* i have to make up class time or fail the courses. AND I AM NOT TAKING GYM AGAIN.
nope.
no way in hell.

I love you, I hate you, I cant get around you,
I breath you, I taste you, I cant live without you

i sent scott an email today. that was...acward. something told me NOT to press send, but i had so much i wanted him to know, that the urge just took control and pressed the button. im sorta anxious to what he'll reply back. I've decided to not regret loving him, even if Liz thinks she does. she doesnt know what I do. I think the only reason she wants him is cuz hes a virgin. that was one of the things that i love. He didnt push me into sex, and he didnt want to. he never inclined that he wanted to loose his virginity anytime soon. i was thankful about that.
and Liz always said she wanted to take on of his V-cards. i mean he hadnt had a blow job OR a hand job from a chick (or anyone else for that matter.)
Liz is a slut.

*sigh*
life is starting to look up again.

He Doesn't Look A Thing Like Jesus...

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 23:29:33 GMT

im starting to like this song...hehe.
hm lets see...what happened today?
i stayed after school for makeup time, seeing as how if i dont, i fail my classes and have to retake them. bummer. i did a test and walked to the store next door and got a soda. walked back and talked with rick who had detention. his mum picked him up, so i was on my way to the store across the street to get coffee, but mum pulled over and picked me up. went home. got kasey. i saw this really cheap but decent guitar at Kmart, and was like Mum i want it, can i have it sense i cant have my cat? oh ill think about it...and walks away. im not stupid you know!
ive just been really...emo again lately, and it scares me. i thought i had kicked this habit, but apparently i havent. im not cutting yet, but i feel close to it. and me writing my post last nite brought up all these feeling again.

and then mom completely ignoring my guitar just added to it.
becuase she needed ciggarettes.
and she is supposed to be quitting.
ARGH

And tried to forget
The light in your eyes keeps fading out
The night's falling deeper in the heart
Hiding the truth and crashing down
My baby's a dancer in the dark

that sounds like me right now..a dancer in the dark.

I Refuse To Cry

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 02:00:45 GMT

I don't want to miss you
But it's hard becuase I was in love with you
Public tears are NOT an option.
But I can't stop them when I'm all alone.

I didn't even get a phonecall
to say one last good-bye
But that's okay, I tell myself,
but I refuse to cry.

Cover up my pain
in stupid lies about you
But if you were here, I'd cry infront of you
and taer down this wall.

This fortress of my tears
all becuase of you
Something that just won't go away
no matter what I do

Nothing matters, I dont care what
you do
So even if you were to kill me now,
I still refuse to cry.

It was the first day since school started and i met Scott that i knew he wouldn't be there. It was hard. I learned alot today about my so called "friends" too. Apparently, Liz told her that she loved him. Only SHE would do that. She doesnt even know what love is. (but then we got into an argument about Bam and Missy getting married, so..yeah.) She stalked this kid forever and he turned prep just to get rid of her. She only wants Scott becuase she can't have him. Then she had to brag about how he wanted to talk to her on the computer but shes grounded from it. I really just wanted to punch her face in. THEN she shows me the art she did- Scott's initials on her ankle. I have him on my heel, but hes my ex boyfriend. Apparently he was still mad that i Broke up with him.
im tired of most of my friends. all they do is turn me emo.
and im tired of guys. they say that they like you but leave you to go back to their ex girlfriends. they say they love you right before they break the bad news to you.
they swear that they wont break your heart and that you mean the world to them, but then they go crawling back to Breanna.

i hope all of them rot in hell basically..im ready to get the fuck out of here.

Dance With Me Chapter 7

Sun, 31 Dec 2006 15:26:05 GMT

Name- Dance With Me
Chapter Seven See The Fallen Angels Pray
Genre- Fanfiction, Romance,
Fanfare- VAM
Author- Rai Shelton
Rating- You decide
Disclamer- Dont know. Don't Own. But I Wouldn't Mind If Ville and Bam DO Get Together.

Links To Previous Chapters.....http://dntcloseurheart.livejournal.com/6976.html

"Bam."
Ville kissed his lover's cheek. The man just grunted in his slumber and moved around. Ville smiled to himself. It still baffled his how this demon could seem so much like an angel while he slept. He moved a piece of hair that fallen in front of Bam'seyes before kissing his forhead.
"BamBam, we have to get out of bed eventually."
A groan came from below him, signaling that he was awake.
"Awwww do we have to?"
Ville chuckled He leaned down and breathed into the skater's ear.
"Yes, baby. Someone will get suspicious if we stay locked in her all day."
"Let them get suspicious. I sure don't give a fuck."
"What about Ryan and Brandon?"
Bam opened his eyes. He put a fake pout on his face, making him look very childish.
"But I don't wanna."
Ville giggled into his ear. He flicked his tounge over the earring he had in. He nibbled on the tender skin surrounding it. Bam sucked in air as Ville bit his earlobe hard.
"Ville..." he softly moaned. The Finn sat up.
"Will you get up now?"
Bam shook his head defiantley.
"Fine." Ville stated. "Hope you like the right."
Bam looked at him.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean," Ville smiled eviley. "is that unless you get your sexy ass out of this bed, you will best friends with that hand."
Bam stared at him, eyes wide in genuine terror.
"You wouldn't."
Ville bent down and nibbled his earlobe again. Pulling up, he grinned wickedly.
"Oh? I think I would."
He looked into Bam's terror filled eyes, challenging him. Bam groaned and threw the blanket off himself, exposing his naked body. Automatically, a moan escaped Ville's lips. Oh, how he had fantasized about waking up next to him, running his hands over his toned bosy. Tasting it. Bam's eyes met his lust filled ones. Bam smiled.
"See something you like Willa?"
Ville bit his bottom lip and nodded. Bam chuckled. Ville ran a hand over Bam's chest and down his stomach. He slipped his leg over Bam's thigh, straddling him.
"This isn't getting out of bed, babe." Bam said.
"Fuck it."

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The two exposed themselves from Bam's hotel room, the clock reading after four p.m. Bam called Dunn, questioning his and Dico's whereabouts. The two had been off with the rest of the band, playing around in Toys-R-Us. Inthe background, he heard the squeals of Linde as he played with a flipping puppy. Supressing a laugh, he told them to meet them for dinner at five at an Italian returant in Manhattan. The two lovers escaped to Ville's hotel, Bam equipped with a change of clothes.
"Ville! Let's go!" Bam pounded on the bathroom door. Villehad been shut away from his lover for over half hour. In that time, Bam had gotten dressed, checked his email and myspace on Ville's laptop, and rearranged the music on his MP3 player. Impatience consumed him.
"Willlaaa!" he whined at the door. He heard his moving on the other side of the door. He groaned when he didn't recieve a reply. He hit his head against the wood of the door until he had a dull ache forming. The door swung open. Bam's mouth gapped.
A black shirt hung off his shoulders, accompinied by a pair of tight, black leather pants. HE wore a ring of eyeliner around each eye, with just a hint of red eyeshadow on the edges. A scarf around his neck, Ville stepped out of the bathrrom.
"How do I look?" he asked, smoothing down his shirt.
"You look...wow. Amazing." Bam breathed. Ville smiled.
"Shall we?" he suggested. He walked towards the door, stopping to grab his zip-up. He looked over at Bam, who hadn't moved an inch.
"What?" he inquired.
"You just...I always wanted to be with you, and now I am and... I just can't believe it."
Ville chuckled as he closed the distance between them. He wrapped his arms around Bam's waist.
"Believe it." he said. He brushed his lips against Bam's.
"Now, let's go."

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The two walked into the restuarant, looking around for the rest of the guys. They finally found them, in a large booth in the back.
"About time!" Burton cried as they neared. Everybody scooted around so they could sit down.
"Where have you two been hiding all day?" Gas asked.
"A hotel room maybe?" Linde suggested. Bam rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, right. How'd you now?" he joked.
"We arn't stoopid, dude." Dunn staed matter-of-factly.
"Huh?" Ville said. Mige patted his thigh.
"We know kulta. You don't have to hide it."
"Hide what?" Bam asked innocently.
"Oh, don't play innocent, Margera." Linde said.
"We know there's something going on between you two. None of us heard from either of you all today until you called Random." Dico explained. Ville looked at the skater next to him, biting his own lip.
"Guess we should just tell them Bammie."
Bam nodded his approval. He wrapped an arm around Ville's waist.
"We're dating." Ville stated. A whoop cmae from the guys, followed by a round of beers.
"wait," Linde said. "We leave tomorrow night for the tour."
A frown pulled at Ville's lips as realization set in.
"I forgot..." he said slowly.
"It's okay. I can go with you." Bam said. Instantly, Ville brightened.
"Really?" he asked hopefully.
"Yeah. My next demo isn't until June, and the tour ends in May. I cango with you on tour, and have time to get ready for the demo afterwards. If the guys don't mind of course."
The band shook their heads.
"Of course not Bam! You can come." Burton spoke up. Bam smiled. He was happy the guys didn't change becuase he was dating Ville. Or maybe it was becuase Ville's hand was creeping up his thigh. He wasn't sure.

Dance With Me Chapter 6

Thu, 28 Dec 2006 23:48:36 GMT

Name- Dance With Me
Chapter Six Im Far From Lonely (teaser)
Genre- Fanfiction, Romance,
Fanfare- VAM
Author- Rai Shelton
Rating- You decide
Disclamer- Dont know. Don't Own. But I Wouldn't Mind If Ville and Bam DO Get Together.
A/N This is going to be a little short, but this is my first time writing anything full blown sexual, so bear with me mmk?

Links To Previous Chapters.....http://dntcloseurheart.livejournal.com/6976.html

Bam smiled, and Ville leaned in, kissing Bam's lips softly. Bam returned it with an intensity that sent fire through Ville's body. Her grinded his hips against Bam's. feeling his hard on. Bam moaned against Ville's lips at the pressure Ville was applying to his grinds. Ville pulled Bam's hands above his head. holding them there. He kissed down his jawline and throat to his shirt. He found his nipple throught the rough cloth. He nibbled slightly, hearing Bam's moans of pleaseure. He slipped one hand down Bam's pants, rubbing against his boner.
A sharp intake of breath made Ville sit up. Bam'shead was back into the pillows, eyes closed. Ville pulled the Element shirt on up on Bam's chest, flicking his tounge over Bam's nipple. He flicked his fingertip over the head of Bam's cock, the same pace as his tounge over his nipple.
"Ville..." Bam moaned. He had moved his hands into Ville's curls. He twisted and pulled, urging the singer on. Slowly, Ville licked from Bam's nipple to the tatoo the two shared. He traced the upper wings, stopping to kiss the ends. With his free hand, he unbottoned Bam's jeans and them down with his boxers. Slowly, he traced the lower wings of the tattoo. Bam's moans got louder and more demanding. Ville smiled as he ran his tounge to Bam's base. He circled the base a few times before running his tounge up the length. He tasted teh salty precum.
"Ville..." Bam hissed. "I'm gonna.."
"Shh." Ville said in a husky voice. He slipped his mouth around the tip of Bam's hard-on. He hummed lightly. Bam's eyes shot open.
"oh, Ville..." he moaned. Slowly, Ville slid the whole thing in his mouth. His humming got louder, the vibrations casuing Bam to go wild. Ville tantalized him, slowly bobbing up and down on his cock, all the while humming faster and louder.
"Ville..I'm..I'm.." Bam moaned. Ville deeped him, causing him to explode. Ville gagged, but swallow he had.
He sat up, looking down at the shaking form that was Bam.
"Are you okay?" he asked in sincere concern. Bam nodded.
"That was...wow." he marveled. Ville chuckled and layed down next to him. Bam pulled him onto his chest, kissing his head.
"Will you go out with me?" Bam slipped suddenley. Ville sat up, propping his body up with his elbow.
"Are you serious?"
Bam nodded. Ville grinned.
"Of course, kulta."

That Worships The Tomb Of Our Forlorn Love

Thu, 28 Dec 2006 05:07:49 GMT

I've come to the conclusion that I'm a total screw up when it comes to relationships.
And Im not joking either.
In any other thing, I'm great at. I am a poet, a writer, a Musician. I can make anyone laugh, and I can turn the most boringest thing into an adventure.
But I just can't seem to make my own relatiosnhips worl.
*sigh*
Feel It Turning You Heart Into Stone
Feel It Piercing Your Corageous Soul
Beyond Now- Redemption
No Ones Gonna Catch You When You Fall
*sigh*
I expect to much, I think.
With Scott, I didn't want to rush things. I had literally just split with my fiance, and he was the reason. She knew I liked him a little, and I was open with her, but she didn't trust me. He liked me, so when me and Kayla broke up, me and him got together. But he decided to go back to his dad's house.
It's not like I care that he went back to his dad's house. I care that the reason he went back was becuase of Breana, his ex. He told me he was over her. Then the first chance he gets he goes running back to her and her new boyfriend.
It makes me wonder...What's wrong with me?
And then Kayla...
I wouldn't mind getting back together with her, but we hurt each other to much. I broke her heart by breaking up with her; She hurt me by not trusting me. I talked to her, and she's afraid of hurting me again too.
*sigh*
And She Bleeds For A Love,
Forver Gone
Drunk On Shadows, Lost In A Lie
Killing Ourselves A Kiss At A Time
Devils Dance While Angels Smile
Drunk On Shadows, Lost In A Lie
I know it was way to soon for me and Scott to get together when we did. I broke up with Kayla Thurday night, asked Scott out the next day at lunch. Wasn't even 24 hours.
Does that make me a bad person?
It was homecoming week. The pic, my display pic, I took it the morning I asked him out. Our first date was the game that night. I remember it perfectly. Our first kiss was at the top of the bleachers....
And I remeber Kayla coming up, getting pissed. Shes on flag team, so she had to be there. It was halftime. She came up to talk to me. But me and Scott were talking with Fritter and Apple (her cousin). Kayla said something, and I got pissed and stormed down the bleachers. Scott stayed at the top of the bleachers, and I cried.
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something more
It's some much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone
And then he left....
For his ex girlfriend.....
And I never got to say goodbye. Literally. I think the last thing I said to him was I'll talk to you Monday." and hugged him.
I was sick the last three days of school, and his plane left the morning of the the last day.
this is the last pic we took together.

*sigh*
Life sucks sometimes....
I had carved his initials in my ankle, but it faded cuz i didnt put the sharpie on it like i was suppose to.
Saving my
soul no more
And i know where i belong
Away from your gods
That heal all wounds and light this endless dark
That shine
Well..Im out. Im gonna go mess around with my guitar....or better yet, write then go to bed.

Night Night
Guten Abend

Pennsylvania

We are "cop rock" we are screech
We are z. cavaricci
We are laser removed
Tasmanian devil tattoos

We are third string we are puck
We are special people's club
We are the half shirts with
Irreverent spring break top ten lists

We are munsoned we are squat
We are flashing twelve o'clock
We are spread out butt cheeks
Pulled apart so just the air leaks

We are "ishtar" we are tab
We are no right turn on red
We are the moustaches
The beatles grew when they dropped acid

You are the heart dotting "i"
In the word "apologize"
Scribbled drunk on a postcard
Sent from somewhere volcanoes are
I am the heart with no name
Airbrushed on the license plate
Of a subaru that was
Registered in pennsylvania
We are zima we are barf
We are cinderblock yard art
We are baldwin brothers
Not the good one but the others

We are amway we are shemp
We are sir david of brent
We are the queef after
A porn star breaks the gang bang record

You are the heart dotting "i"
In the word "apologize"
Scribbled drunk on a postcard
Sent from somewhere volcanoes are
I am the heart with no name
Airbrushed on the license plate
Of a subaru that was
Registered in pennsylvania

Do you even know what a wawa is girl?
Do you even know what a wawa is?
Do you even know what a wawa is girl?
Do you even know what a wawa is?

I'm in a state of p fuckin' a

Close Yet Far

Wed, 27 Dec 2006 15:06:58 GMT

Title Close Yet Far
Pairing Vam, Ville/Jonne, Bam/Random Chick Named Ellie
Rating You Decide...I'd say G to PG-13.
Warning Not your everyday Vam fic.
A/N I got this while listening to CKY, and immediately after listening to the song, I hung out with an ex that I still have feelings for (we were together for over a year). I've put alot of thought into it, so it won't really sound like something I wrote, but trust me, I wrote it.

The two lovers walked hand in hand down the Czech street, admiring the light snow that was accumulating on the ground and shop windows. The guy with the amazing blue eyes stopped as his girlfriend halted infront of some shop. Everything caught her eye; it wsa becoming a hassle stopping at every window to look at something.
He slipped a hand into his hoodie, removing a pack of ciggarettes and a Zippo lighter. He held the lighter in his hands. It had a heartagram emblem on it, and what looked like a tangle of vines beneath it. But, he knew better. Hidden in the vines were the names Ville and Bam. He turned the lighter over in his hand a few times before flipping it open and lit the ciggarette he held between his lips. He inhaled the nicotine deeply, feeling it burn the roof of his mouth and the lining of his throat as it entered his lungs. He breathed out his nose, releasing smoke.
"Bammie," the burnette squealled. "Let's get a puppy!"
Bam shook his head.
"We already have Murph, Ell."
Her hazel eyes fell, crestfallen.
"Okay." she said. Dissapointment was evident, and he was sorry. Never did he want to hurt her, but Murph was his dog. He didn't want another dog. To much of a hassel. He dragged his ciggarette as Ellie took his hand and led him down the street, just to stop a few windows later. He looked across the street as Ellie fawned over jewelery in a display case. A figure, two of them actually, caught his attention. ONe was extremely skinny, with black, slightly curly hair poking and fighting the confines of a beanie. The other, not quite as skinny, with long blonde hair. The two held hands as they looked in the window of a shop.
The blonde turned his head in Bam's direction, eyes growing wide. He shook his companion, pointed. The taller one followed his friend's gaze, his eyes locking with Bam's.
Bam's mouth dropped, his cigarette fallen to the ground forgotten.No, said the voice in his mind. He can't be here. Not with him. But he was. The blonde pulled the other man towards Bam. A sigh escaped his lips as the two got nearer.
"Why, hello Bam. Fancy seeing you here." the blonde haired man said. Bam locked eyes with the darker eyes of his companion.
"Yeah," he said slowly. "Didn't think I'd run into you two here, Jonne."
The one called Jonne chuckled. Ellie's attention was drwan away from the ring she had been admiring. She intertwined her fingers with Bam's.
"Bammie." she said. "Who's this?"
Bam looked at her; It was obvious he had forgotten her existence. The man had a talent for making him forget things.
"Ellie, this is my ex boyfriend, Ville."
He nodded towards the dark haired man, who nodded back in response.
"And this," he said, taking Jonne's hand, "is my fiance, Jonne."
Jonne smiled at Ellie, taking her hand. She smiled as he prushed his pink lips against her hand. Her cheeks tinted pink with embarrasment.
"Fiance?" Bam inquired. Ville's green eyes met his blue ones, causing memories he thought he had forgotten to resurface. Instantly, he was in his massive bed, Ville in his arms. The scent of their love making lingered in the air. Ville was on his chest, the black blanket they chared up to his chin. Bam layed beneath the older man, stroking his hair. As Ville drifted to sleep, Bam breathed deeply.
"I love you."
Almost as instantly as it appeared, it was gone.
"Yes, fiance." Ville said, his accented voice pulling Bam back to the present. Bam cocked an eyebrow as Jonne waved a simple diamond ring under his nose. Bam grimaced. He pulled out a pack of ciggarettes and his lighter.
"I didn't know you smoked." Ville stated. Bam lit the smoke.
"I've changed alot since you left Ville."
He went to pocket the Zippo, but the questioning look from Ville stopped him. He handed it to the older man, who fingered the engraved heartagram and vines.
"Isn't this-" he started. but Bam nodded. Ville shook his head. He handed the lighter back to Bam, who slipped it into the confines of his pocket. Skin touched for an instat- Bam was laying next to Ville, who had just given his a "Christmas present" of the best sex of his life.
The group fell into silence. After a few seconds, Jonne's face lit up.
"Hey, it's sorta cold out here. Let's go into that bar and warm up!" he suggested. Ellie nodded her head in approval. Looking defeated, Bam and Ville walked with their lovers to the resturant.

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Like it? This is all I have right now. I was working on all my fics last night. I should be posting alot of it tonight.