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*** Juniper Maigh: Female, 18 years old. Abilities: Teleporter (Can disappear from one place and reappear in another place).

Bert McCracken: Male, 24 years old. Abilities: None.

Juniper Maigh

"You confuse me my dear little sister."

"Oh thanks Bert. But uh, have you met you?"

"Why yes. Yes I have. Come on! I'm serious! Why the hell are you going out with him!? I mean... his brother's are awesome... But Darryn? No way..."

"No pun intended?"

"Stop avoiding it."

My brother always did this. He wasn't even my actual brother - I was... Let's say... Found. He found out I had been kicked out of home and brought me back here asking if he could keep me. No I'm not joking. He really said that. He even took me with him when he moved out. But he was so protective over me. Even to the point where he would hunt down and stalk till he found dirt on the guy I was going out with. Just because he didn't like him. He's done it before, and he'll do it again.

Don't get me wrong though... I get on with Bert great. He is the brother I never had. He's just... Mildly paranoid.

"Hello? He's nothing like the guys you usually go for."

"Shouldn't that make you happy?"

"Possibly... But since he's a complete jock and an ass with nothing going for him, no." By that, Bert meant that he was completely human.

"Not completely..." Even as I said the words I knew Bert was right. Darryn was an ass. I didn't know why I was going out with him. And he sure wasn't anything like what I look for in a boyfriend.

"Don't lie to yourself June. You know--"

"Yeah yeah I do." I sighed, before adding "Why are you always right?"

He smiled. "That's what big brothers are for."

I poked my tongue out at him and turned back to the mirror. That's how this conversation started: I'm getting ready to go out with Darryn now. He didn't say what we were doing but I'm hoping it will involve me finally getting to meet his family. We haven't been going out that long but I know basically nothing about his family - and I get the feeling that they are being hidden for a reason since Bert won't tell me anything even though I know he knows them. He probably figures Darryn should tell me though. I know Darryn has two older siblings and that the three of them still live together with their ma and pa. I don't even know if they have any abilities or not.

"So do you have a reason?" Bert asked again. It was getting painful, especially the avoiding part.

"I don't have one ok! He said he wanted a change in his life and I was hoping he would include his being and asshole-ness in that."

He just raised his eyebrows at me.

"Yeah I'm a dipshit. I know."

He just kept looking at me. As if what I had just said was the biggest understatement of all time.

"Fuck up." I added bluntly.

"Just don't cross the line. Don't change yourself for him." Bert said, patting the lump of bone on the back of my left shoulder and walking out of the room before I could ask him what the fuck he was on about. I would never change myself for anyone. Nope. Not if they were my soul mate. Ok well... Maybe if they were my soulmate. But then I wouldn't need to change for them... I'm confusing myself. Anyway, there is no way in hell that Darryn is my soul mate. Ew. Even the thought of that makes me want to spork my eyes out. Yes... Spork. Got a problem? *Leans forward, waving a spork around.* No? Good. Didn't think you would.

Yeah. So I'm not exactly what you expect. No, I'm not entirely human - the lumps on the back of my shoulder blades are the marks of my wings. I have the ability to disappear from one place, then reappear in a completely different place. Hey, it gets weirder, one of my friends is a kinda like a vampire, another is a shapeshifter, and another can move things with her mind. It's awesome. Anyhow... Yes, I go out with my highschool's prom king. No, we have nothing in common. But yes, I like having a boyfriend cause I feel loved. I don't get much of that, other than from Bert, and that is a completely different type of love. Moving on. Music is my whole world. I would die without it. My brother helped me out with that heaps. He convinced our parents to pitch in for a guitar for me as a Christmas present. I now own a beautiful blue and black Ibanez Gio. It's my baby.

Ok, trying to explain myself is really difficult, and that is why I'm telling you this story. So you can get to know me. Know the me that I know. What I think is 'The Real Me'. And if you don't like it, fuck up and deal with it. Cause you know what... I'm awesome.

And modest too.

Magdeline Rivers: Female, 18 years old. Abilities: Shape-shifter (Can change from one normal form to any other form).

Lecta Aurelia: Female, 19 years old. Abilities: Object transportation (Can move things with mind).

Alaria Midden: Female, 19 years old. Abilities: Vampirical (Absorbs blood through fangs).

"Hi," Darryn's voice asked down the phone line. Not that I would ever tell him I knew his voice. "Is Juniper there please?" It was just too damn funny to hear him ask that EVERY TIME!

"Speaking." I said in my most polite voice. EVERY SINGLE TIME!

"Oh hey, it's Darryn. I can't believe you still don't recognise my voice. You should really learn to know it since we're going out and all."

Did he just say that? Asshole! Not like he remembers my voice! But once again... Not that I'd ever say that. I just don't like pissing people off. Especially when they're as much of a loose unit when upset as my current boyfriend is.

And no, I'm not saying he'd knock me around if I pissed him off... I'm saying I don't know what he'd do, but I wouldn't put it past him. I wouldn't say I'm scared of Darryn, cause I'm not, he just makes me nervous every now and then. I hate how Bert knows that too.

Anyhow... Back to the phone conversation:

"Oh I'm sorry... I'm not really on to it right now. Just getting ready and all."

"Still getting ready? Come on, hurry up. I rang to say I'm outside waiting."

My jaw just hit the floor... No not really! *Insert cartoon of June with her jaw on the floor.*

"Oh sorry!" I said in my most high preppy voice. "I'll be down in a sec!" I waited for him to hang up, knowing he wouldn't say bye before he did. He always had to hang up first, in case he thought I was being rude and hanging up on him. Pathetic loser.

And why can't the loser just come to the door!? Bert's not gonna beat him to a pulp... Much.

I ran out of the apartment to see Darryn standing at the end of the path. That's the other thing... Darryn thinks I'm human too. Hey, not my fault he never asked.

"Hey." I called out and gave him a hug.

"You're not wearing your bracelet." EVERYTHING IS SO DAMN HARSH WITH THIS BOY! WHY!?

I looked down at my wrist as if to wonder why it wasn't there. The bracelet he gave me for our two month. It looked silver (I'm such a silver girl), but when I looked more closely in disbelief, there was a scratch on it. A scratch that revealed the white plastic beneath the paint coating. Jackass. I tell him I wear it all the time, even though I only wear it when I see him. Which isn't that often. I just don't really enjoy spending time with him too much. We have nothing in common and barely talk. Oh and he just wants to get into my pants. Truth.

"Oh I must have left it off after my shower."

"Go get it."

"Excuse me?"

"I said go get it. Now go."

"It doesn't matter. Come on. Let's go."

"It doesn't matter!?" Oh shit, I pissed him off. "Don't I mean anything to you!?"

Oh the irresistible urge to bluntly say no.

But instead: "Of course you do. I'll go get it now." And I turned to walk away.

"Damn right you will. God woman! Can't you get anything right!?" Ouch. That hurt.

I near ran back into the apartment, calling out to Bert as I opened the door. I hadn't worn the bracelet in a while and I had no idea where it was.

"Yeah?" He replied, his voice drifting from the direction of our rooms. "Back so soon?" He sounded pretty hopeful. I have to say - however much I love him - Bert is a complete hypocrite. He's full human himself, yet he hates it when I have anything to do with any other full humans.

I moved into my room to see my brother bent over my jewellery draw. "What the-- You listened!?"

"I worry about yo--"

"No Bert. You just don't like him and you're fucking nosy!"

"You don't like him either." He pointed out.

"Completely beside the point..."

"Anyway... you wouldn't have found it for a while. It was at the bottom." He pulled out the bracelet I was just looking for. At least now Darryn would think it was just on my table or something.

I sighed. "Thank you. I owe you one."

"You can make it up to me now ya know."

"What?"

"Break up with him."

I gave him that look that said he knew why I couldn't. Bert knows how I get when I'm alone. I can't even be home alone for more than a day. Mild insanity. That's why I go everywhere Bert goes pretty much.

"Ok fine," He caved. "Go have fun... Don't cross the line."

I rolled my eyes and ran out of the room, back outside to Darryn.

His arm was firmly planted around my waist as we walked into the party. I instantly looked around us. I knew quite a few of the people, mostly friends of Darryn's, they all came up and said hi to him - completely ignoring me, which Darryn didn't stop.

Oh how I hate this bullshit.

"I'm going to get a drink." I told him as he basically groped one of his girl mates right in front of me. Only alcohol and flying can fix shit like this. And since me slipping into Oblivion right now would cause many questions, alcohol it is!

"No. Come on, there's more people to say hi to first."

"You go. I want a drink."

That's when he turned on me.

"What did you just say? You want to leave me... For booze!? Oh no... You'll probably go off and find the only other freak here and shag him for all the times you've turned me down! You little slut!"

Tears welled up in my eyes as anger surged in my blood. How dare he?

"I just want a fucking drink!" I screamed. Everyone was now watching. Just what I needed...

"Are you calling me a liar!? I've done everything for you! I gave up a huge amount of my reputation just to go out with you!"

"Then why did you!? Maybe we would both have been better off if you'd just left me be!"

His face was flushed with anger as he took a step towards me, raising his arm. "That fucking crosses the line! You ungrateful bitch!" He yelled, swinging at my head.

I ducked and shut my eyes tight, wincing in expected pain.

"Woah!" A clapping sound interrupted the blow, but I stayed 'hidden', just in case. "Darryn!? What the fuck do you think you are you doing!?"

"What the hell are you doing here!?" Darryn's voice replied - possibly in more anger than before.

"Not the point." The mystery voice replied. "Go home Darryn. We'll talk later."

Darryn made some weird, fighting-yet-defeated noise and I opened my eyes just enough to see his feet walk back towards the front door of the house. I breathed a silent sigh of relief just as a hand touched my arm. I flinched away and heard a mutter of apology from the same voice that had scolded Darryn.

I stood up slowly, nervous.

"You ok?" That voice again.

"Ah yeah. And thank you--" I cut my sentence when I saw the guy looking at me, concern riddled through his face. How to put this... I think I'll go with hot.sex.bush.now.

He was beautiful.

I think the actual wings on his back just enhanced his beauty.

He smiled. "I'm so sorry about that. Darryn has a pretty short temper... But there's no excuses for shit like that--"

"Don't apologise for him. It was just him being an ass. It had nothing to do with you..." I trailed off, not knowing his name.

"Michael... Mikey." He held out his hand.

"Juniper, or June."

"Beautiful name." He said and I blushed. "Oh and it does have to do with me. I'm Darryn's brother. And when our other brother finds out what happened... God help Darr."

Darryn's family...

"No don't--"

"Don't what? Don't make him know that you never - no matter what happens - ever raise your hand to a girl? No, I have to make sure he knows and will never do it again."

I nearly fell over then. A guy that actually believed that!? And said it like there were others who believed it!?

"Well... I..."

"When I put it like that?"

"Yeah. That's the one."

He nodded with a small smile on his face. He looked nothing like his little brother. Darryn's face was rounder, his hair a darker brown, his eyes slightly greener. And Michael's - Mikey's - thin face held black rimmed glasses. And of course... The wings. Layers upon layers of mostly white, with some black, feathers, the bottom tips hanging nearly to the knees of his small frame. I think I mentioned hot.sex.bush.now. I've always had a soft spot for boys with wings.

"So you wanted a drink?" He asked, pulling me from my daze.

"Huh? Oh I'm not so bothered now actually..."

He nodded. "Come meet some people?"

I was suspicious, but Mikey seemed nothing like his little brother, so I nodded and followed.

Tom DeLonge / Matt Skiba: Male, 22 years old. Abilities: Split personality-form (Tom in light hours, Matt in dark hours).

Sonny Moore: Male, 20 years old. Abilities: Empathet (Senses emotions).

Frank Iero: Male, 21 years old. Abilities: None.

Brian Molko: Male, 23 years old. Abilities: Mind-reader (Can read people's stronger thoughts).

As we were walking, Mikey's hand moved towards me, linking our arms.

I looked up and smiled. What is this!? Who does this!? He smiled back and, looking back ahead of him, pushed his glasses up onto his nose a bit further.

We walked over to a group of people. There were three girls other than me, and I knew them all. The four guys I didn't know.

"Ok the guys are: Matt... Or Tom... -he's a long story-, Frank, Sonny, and Brian. And the girls are--"

"Alaria, Magdaline and Lecta." I cut him off.

Lecta flicked her head up. "June!? When did you get here!?"

I smiled. "Ah, just a little while ago actually..."

"Oh and don't worry about Darryn." One of the guys... Short dark hair... Hahaha mullet... Brian, spoke up. "He's an ass."

My jaw dropped. "But... You... I... Never... How...?"

"Mind-reader."

"Ah..." That explains it.

Brian smiled. "Don't worry, I don't do it often. Sonny just said you were upset about something and I wanted to know if I could help."

"I can sense emotion from a mile away," The short guy with a dark mop of hair said. Sonny. "And 'upset' was the understatement of the world." Ass... Damn people who can read you like that.

Mikey gave my hand a squeeze. I'm not sure when his hand took mine but I liked the feel of his slim fingers curling around the back of my hand.

Whoa! Fuck! No! I pried my hand out of his grasp, muttered something about leaving and ran into the main crowd of people, taking to longer way to the front door in hopes that if anyone came after me they would loose me.

I heard my name being called behind me and felt a hand on my shoulder. I bit my bottom lip and willed myself to leave the room.

If I pick a destination then I just go straight there. If I don't, then it's just like... Oblivion. Ok so it's hard to explain since it's an alterior world. It's not black. Or white. Or any colour. More like every colour in existence and none, all at one time. I can be there for eternity and no time at all at once. There is nothing there from the normal world. There is nothing. At least, nothing solid. The whole place is ravaged by emotion and thoughts - all the ones you can try to escape in the real world... The ones that always come back to haunt you.

But there was something different this time. Once again, it's too hard to explain, but once I tried to figure it out I heard my name being called.

I spun around a few times, trying to find the source of the voice, before getting slightly dizzy. What the hell? I've never seen another person in Oblivion before and never heard of anyone else seeing another person here.

Yet I kept hearing my name.

I let myself drop, not caring where I landed.

"Whoa... I was sure Darryn said you were human..."

"Who--!?" I spun around to face the beautiful face of Mikey. "Where am I?"

"Well, you were inside. Now you're outside. But I have no idea where you were between that. I was hoping you would tell me though."

I took a moment to get my bearings before replying. "I... Ah..."

"You never told Darryn about your ability?"

"Ah, no... Well technically, he never asked."

Mikey smiled, his wings bouncing up and down slightly. "Fair enough. But some form of flying I take it?"

"Teleport. Disappear, reappear somewhere else kinda thing."

"So you went somewhere... Then came back here?" He asked, confused.

"Not entirely..." I was about to tell a short explanation when I remembered why I was running in the first place. "Look I have to get out of here. I'm sorry."

"Wait!" His hand caught my arm, making me flinch slightly from memory of Darryn before. "Sorry," He muttered. "I just don't want you to go. I mean... Ok yeah, I don't want you to go."

I forced a smile. "I'm still technically going out with your brother. He's not here so I shouldn't be. This is crossing a line."

"But it's a free country! You can do whatever you want!" He cried, confused and slightly hurt.

"Not when you're the girlfriend of Darryn Way."

Darryn Way: Male, 18 years old. Abilities: None.

Mikey Way: Male, 21 years old. Abilities: Angelic (Has wings and can fly).

Gerard Way: Male, 24 years old. Abilities: Angelic (Has wings and can fly).

Mikey Way

I hate it when my brothers and I fight, but I had to cause this. We were over at... Some girl Sonny knows' house. I turn around for half a second and see, not only my little brother at a party I wouldn't think he'd be seen dead at, not only with a beautiful girl I've never met, but he had his arm in the air, about to hit her.

I was sitting on my bed, cleaning my glasses, watching my older brother, Gerard, pace the room in front of me as we waited for our little brother to emerge from the bathroom.

"You're sure?" He asked for about the twentieth time, spinning to face me.

"I'm sure. And she said she was his girlfriend. I'm so confused cause it's so not like Darryn to keep a girlfriend secret."

"Yeah, he usually shows them off to no end." He paused. "But you're sure?"

"How ever much I don't want to believe it myself, I'm sure."

"Ah shit. Ok do you want to be here or should we go downstairs?"

"You know I hate it when we fight Gee. I don't want to be a part of it. But if you go downstairs, don't wake up mom and dad."

Gee nodded just as the bathroom door opened. He stepped out of my room, saying goodnight to me, and shut the door behind him.

I didn't hear any of the conversation between my two brothers, but I still couldn't sleep. Juniper's voice raged through my thoughts all night. She was so hurt, even though he didn't lay a finger on her. I just couldn't figure out why.

Apart from the fact that she seems more like he kind of girl Gee or I would be interested in, not Darr.

Ok so maybe Gee is a bit old for her. No offence bro, but she's 18 and you're 24.

Ok and I really shouldn't be thinking like this. She's going out with my little brother.

Meaning two things:

1. Out of bounds.

2. If she'd go for Darr, she wouldn't go for me.

Juniper Maigh

I hate boys. So not the kind of meeting his family I wanted. Not only did I have to duck from an attack by Darryn, but I now have to deal with the face that he has a highly attractive - and highly out of bounds - brother.

Wait, maybe it was just the wings.

*Imagines Mikey without wings*

Nope. Not just the wings. Fuck.shit.bugger. *Bashes head against wall* Kill me. Kill me now.

I rolled out of my bed, onto the floor and pulled out my guitar.

I played a verse of the song Bert and I had written before remembering that I had to meet Magda, Ria and Lecta at Magda's place in... An hour and a half. I played the chorus and heard Bert singing from his room before putting my baby away again.

"Hey, why stop?" Bert said, appearing at my doorway.

"Going to Magda's. What about you? What's the plan for the day?"

"Oh god I don't know. Plot new ways to get you to dump Darryn..." He laughed. I still hadn't told him about last night. The phone rang and I shooed Bert out of my room and shut the door before answering.

"Hello?"

"Uh, hi is Juniper there."

"What do you want Darryn?"

He didn't say anything about me knowing his voice. "I just... Uh... Wanted to apologise about last ni--"

"Save it. I don't want to hear your bullshit."

I heard him draw in a sharp breath, but even he knew he was in no situation to be rude about my harshness.

"No really June, I--"

"Nope. Look, Darryn, You don't like me, I don't like you - especially not now - so why are we together?" He tried to cut me off but I kept talking. "Bert was right. This never could have worked. I suggest that if you want to keep your balls you should stay away from me."

Ooh that was good. I hung up.

Walking into the main room of the apartment Bert smiled hopefully.

"You win Bert."

His eyes nearly fell out of his head. "What? Are you serious!? I love you!" He pulled me into a bear hug and kissed the top of my head.

"I'll explain later." I muttered, prying myself away and grabbing some clothes to have a shower.

"So... June... Mikey eh?" Ria taunted as soon as I walked in the door of Magda's house.

"No Ria. No Lecta!" I added, seeing Lecta's eyebrows move up her forehead. I couldn't see Maggie's face but I'm sure she was laughing too. "Oh come on guys! So out of bounds it's not even funny!"

Ria made gyrating movements. Can we all remember the spork...? *Reaches for spork* But I just rolled my eyes and flopped down on the couch. "Anyhow..." I had to change the topic. "What did you lot get up to after I left?"

Magda was the first to jump in with her story. She was like that: if she had a story, it had to be told, and fast. "You met Matt right?"

We all nodded.

"He asked me out!" We all laughed and cheered for her, before giving each other a look that said "Keep an eye on him..." She was the youngest of our group and tended to attract guys who turn out creepy...

"And the best part... He's part shapeshifter too! Except his is more... Werewolf-like. He's Tom during the day, Matt at night. It's awesome!"

Magda was a shapeshifter. She could turn herself into anything, or anyone, she wanted, providing she'd had some form of physical contact with them. She was the newest to our group, having recently moved to this side of town. She knew almost everyone now. And could probably turn into every one of them if she tried... Terrifying. *Hides in corner*

Lecta was the resident pain in the ass - meaning she could move objects with her mind. That was bad when we were kids playing Piggy-In-The-Middle. It was her favourite game. Three guesses why.

Ria was, well... A vampire really. She had two fangs in her top teeth, and could absorb blood through them.

"What about you guys?"

My two other best friends looked at each other, glaring but still smiling.

"Frank." They said in unison, turning back to me.

"Ah..." Poor guy. He's gonna get fought over.

"Worst part is," Magda broke in. "I've known Frank for a while so I was talking to him, and he likes both of them. He actually tried to get me to turn into him for a second there. I had to break it to him that I would still be me, I'd just look like him."

"Ah..." I said again. "Shit."

"Yeah."

"Hmm."

"Good luck with that."

There was a pause before they all turned on me again.

"So when are you breaking up with Darryn?" Lecta jumped straight in.

"Have." That caused surprised faces all around. Yus! "Told him if he came near me I'd castrate him."

"Ooh nice!"

"I thought so."

"So you're not gonna tell him that you're going out with his brother then?"

"I'd castrate you if you had balls Ria!"

"Nah you love me."

"And she does have balls..." Magda laughed under her breath.

"Yeah... Wanna see!?"

We all nearly fell off the couch laughing. That was Ria in a nutshell.

Turned out that the whole day was meant to be spent at Magda's, trying to convince me that I was madly and hopelessly falling for Michael Way.

Great. No thanks. I was having a hard enough time trying to convince myself I wasn't, let alone my three best friends who sometimes knew me better than I knew myself.

Lecta and Ria both had to leave before me to study for an assessment of some form... Oh the brilliance of not taking English.

"See you tomorrow guys!" I called down the path after many hugs, and many more "June and Mikey" comments. When they'd disappeared from view Magda and I walked back into the living room, collapsing once again on the couch.

"So seriously, Mikey?"

I looked at her, trying to determine if she was just asking to torment me.

"I won't tell." She added.

I sighed. I knew she wouldn't. "Honestly, I don't know. And he's so out of bounds that I really don't want to think about it. And he'd probably be so freaked out if I did like him, I mean, I went out with his brother..."

"True... But I still think you should go for it."

She always made things so simple like that. Screw everything else, do what makes you happy.

"I can't." I muttered.

"Ahh... So you would? But you won't?"

I looked up at her, not a trace of expression crossing my face, before burying my head in a cushion lying next to me. "I hate boys."

I could hear the smile in her voice. "Don't we all."

Mikey Way

"So... Mikey... Who's the girl?"

I looked up at Gerard with the best confused look I could muster. "What girl?"

He rolled his eyes. "You know you get jack shit past me. Talk."

I took in a deep breath. I had to plan my words carefully. "This girl I met at the party last night." Wow... Easier than I thought.

"This girl...? And she is... who?" Fuck. Maybe not.

"Ah she's really pretty. She's got pink hair! Nose and eyebrow pierced. She--"

"Not just what she looks like Mikey. Do I know her? What's her name?"

I smiled weakly. "Nah I don't think you know her."

But my brother was not easily swayed. He's persistent, I'll give him that. "Name?"

I stayed silent.

"Come on... Spit it out."

I could feel Gee's eyes boring into my head even though I couldn't see them. No way to avoid. "Juniper."

"See that wasn't so hard was it. Sexy name by the way. And-- Oh... Ohhh... Got it."

"Yeah."

"And ah... How did this happen?"

I sighed. "I didn't even notice till she stood up properly after I'd told Darr to go home. She's amazing Gee. And gorgeous--"

"And your little brother's girlfriend?"

"Yeah."

Gee thought for a second, his coloured wings allowing him to hover in the air slightly. "Go for it."

"What!?"

"Go for it."

"But I can't! She--"

"Yeah yeah yeah I know. But - in the nicest possible way - no girl in her right mind would stay with a guy who nearly hit her."

"There are limits Gee. And being into your brother's girlfriend - or ex-girlfriend - is just crossing the line."

"You forget Mikey..." Gee leaned over me, still hanging in mid-air. "There isn't always a line."

As he dropped to the ground and walked out of my room he turned back for a second, an evil smile playing on his lips. "Not a clear one anyway."

Ok it's official. My big brother is insane. Not like I didn't know that before, but still. Insane.

"So odd..." I muttered before rolling onto my bed face down. "I hate girls."

"Don't we all, Mikey!" Gee's voice called from down the hall. "Don't we all."

I woke up just after midday, my left wing tucked under me at a strange angle causing it to have no feeling.

I mumbled a near inaudible noise and swung my legs over the side of my bed.

I sat there a good ten minutes before I heard a knock on my door.

"Yeah?"

The door opened to reveal Darryn. "Did I wake you up?"

"Nah, I just haven't got to standing yet." I smiled, watching him walk into the room. His eyes flicked over the space past my shoulders. He'd always been pissed off that both Gee and I got wings and he didn't. When we were little he tried to rip mine off my back, a few days after that incident he made wings out of cardboard and was about to jump out of his window. Thank god Gee found him and went to get him down. "What's up little brother?"

He sighed, not something he did often. Something was wrong. "Juniper and I broke up... Well... She told me she'd chop off my balls if I ever came near her again."

I had to try so hard not to laugh at this. Darr could be an ass - and usually was - but he was still my brother so I had to at least be sympathetic. I was about to offer my condolences but he kept talking.

"Marco said she was with you after I left the other night."

I nodded. I wasn't in the habit of lying.

He nodded too. I tried so hard to pick up on some form of emotion but just couldn't do it. I didn't know if he was genuinely sad, angry at me, angry at her, or god knows what else.

Where's Sonny when you need him!?

"It was so weird..." He continued, which I didn't have a problem with. The less talking I had to do in this conversation the better. "Being with Juniper was so... Different. I don't know. I get the feeling there was something - or a hell of a lot - that I was missing about her though. Oh I don't know. Any ideas?"

Only the fact that she wasn't just human you dipshit! "Uh, not that I can think of."

"Oh well. Anyway, I'm going out so I'll see you later."

"Yip. Bye little brother."

Juniper Maigh

"So you said you'd explain..."

"Not now Bert."

"Please?"

I looked at him. He was pouting, even though he knows it doesn't work on me. I looked at my watch. Even though I'd just got home and wanted to throw my stuff at my room and get food then go to bed, I guess I could fill Bert in with the shortened version.

"He's an ass. We all knew that though. He turned into uber ass the other night. He rang to apologise, but I told him that he'd crossed the line and if he wanted to keep his balls then he should stay away from me."

Bert stood there with his mouth open for a good while before he could speak. "Did I mention lately how much I LOVE YOU!?"

"I should have listened to you before... About more things than one..." I added under my breath.

"What other things?" Bert asked, his voice excited but slightly worried. Crap. He heard.

I managed to avoid Bert for the rest of the night, but had the weirdest morning in existence after a long sleep.

The phone in my room rang just after 10am. Ria.

"Get up slackass! Magda's picking you up in twenty minutes!"

"What the fuck?" I muttered, still half asleep.

"It Thursday dipfuck!"

Ah...Thursday... Makes sense. Thursday = everyone-goes-to-Ria's-and-drinks-lots-and-goes-crazy day. Oh and we listen to Thursday all day. Five albums worth of post-hardcore goodness! How I love summer holidays!

"Alright alright. I'm up."

"Good. See you soon!"

Half an hour later I found myself in the most awkward situation ever.

It seemed that a few more people had been invited to Thursday at Ria's today. It was no longer just the four girls. There were guys there too.

As soon as Magda walked in the door, Tom sneaked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, making her squeal before turning around and kissing him. Well done there. Sickening really. Kill me. Kill me now. I looked around and saw Ria talking to Frank on the couch. Well done indeed.

I went over to where those two were sitting and inserted myself into the conversation, though not really paying much attention. Slightly preoccupied with the people moving around the small living room as Dying In New Brunswick filled the room.

I watched Sonny and Brian talking on the opposite couch. Fully convinced they are a gay couple just by the way.

And was wondering where Lecta was just as she walked out of the kitchen, her hand attached to Frank's as she lead him back into the main room.

"Wha--?" I did a double take. And oh how I needed to.

Lecta. Frank. Ria. Frank. Next to me. Over there. Did no one else notice this!?

"What's up?" The Frank next to me asked, looking confused.

"You... You... But..." Then it clicked. "You're not human?"

He laughed, understanding. "Last night, I was trying to sort out what I wanted... I like both Ria and Lecta, and they both told me they like me... To put it basically: they literally tore me in two."

I blinked.

What? What would you do? What am I supposed to say? 'Oh so you can asexually reproduce? Cool!' No.

Mikey Way

Argh what am I doing!? I'm such a stalker!

I was standing in the corner, watching her, but making sure she didn't see me. Stalkerish.

I know. But she was quite preoccupied with Frankie's new discovery so I didn't want to bother her.

I'm still just a stalker aren't I?

I need booze to do this.

"Oi! Loser!" The other Frank whispered in my ear, causing me to jump. "Go talk to her."

"I..."

"No. No excuses. Just go talk to her."

I looked over to where she was sitting. She was gone. My eyes frantically scanned the room trying to spot her form.

I found her walking into the kitchen.

"Go now." Frank said before walking away.

"I uh... Oh fuck..."

But Frankie had gone. Bastard.

Ok Mikey... Just go talk to her. You can't fuck talking up that bad... Can you? Oh god I know I can! I was already walking over to her, trying not to push past people too much - it the wings. Sometimes fantastic, other times a pain in the ass.

I got to her sooner than I thought I would. Not enough time to think it through. Fuck.

"Mikey? Hey how are you?"

Argh!

"Hey June... Ah I'm pretty good. How about yourself?"

Ok... Good so far...

"Oh not too bad. Not too bad."

We continued talking for a few minutes. It was slightly weird, but we deal.

I'd slightly tuned out of what she was saying, still listening but not intently. I was trying to sort out my own thoughts.

Fuck it.

"Hey June_" I stopped, not being able to keep myself talking.

She ignored my lack of speech, took my hand and led me into the hallway.

"Mikey, I know this is going to be weird, but I'm just gonna say it. I like you. I like you a lot. And I don't care that I went out with Darryn because I want you. I_"

Juniper Maigh

I was just finishing my small rant and telling myself "There. I did it" when I felt Mikey's arms instantly pull me closer as he pushed his lips onto mine.

And - like the intelligent person I am - I panicked and jumped.

Into Oblivion.

Fuck.

As soon as I landed there, I fell backwards and spun around on my ass. Something was different.

"Wh... Where am I?"

Oh shit. Mikey.

I spun further, getting up.

"Oh god... Mikey... Come here..." He was terrified.

He walked towards me and I took his hands.

I nearly fell over again. As soon as he touched my hands, I could not only feel the intensity of my emotions, but I could sense Mikey's as well. I had to drop his hands.

"Whatwasthat?" He asked, also pulling his hands back.

"Mikey...?" He had to be calm before I could start explaining all this to him, and at the moment he was about as un-calm as a person can get.

"June, where am I? Where are we?"

"It's ok Mikey. Give me your hand again. I'll explain in a second." I held out my hand to him, scared myself of what I would feel, but knowing I had to get him out of here.

He weakly took my hand and I grasped it tight, feeling both our emotions running circles around us, more and more as I held tighter. I shut my eyes.

I pushed Mikey back onto the couch in the living room at me and Bert's place.

He sat looking at me, silent; waiting for answers I didn't really know how to give. Instead of sitting down next to him, I went to the kitchen and made two cups of tea. I returned to the living room and handed one to Mikey, pulling over one of the chairs so that I was sitting directly in front of him.

He just kept looking at me. He hadn't said a word.

"Drink." I said softly, gesturing to his cup.

He followed my gesture with his eyes, staring at the cup for a while before taking a small sip, then retuning the cup to his lap and his gaze to me. Still not saying a word.

I took in a deep breath. "Ok... Umm... Where to start? Ok. You know when we were at the party where I met you?"

He nodded silently.

"When I was leaving and I disappeared?" Another nod. "Ok. My ability is to disappear from somewhere and reappear somewhere else. Teleporting - if you will. If I just want to leave somewhere, and don't think about where I want to end up, I go into Oblivion. That's where I went when I left the party. That's where we just were."

He nodded again, but still didn't understand.

"Ah... It's kind of... It's nowhere really. It's nothing and everything at once. I go there to think. You're very aware of your emotions there and it helps when you're trying to sort something out."

He kept looking at me. And I knew what he was asking.

"I honestly don't know how I got you there. I've tried to take people before and it's never worked. I'm sorry I can't give you answers about that."

"It's ok." He finally said, and took another sip of his tea. "I think - if you don't mind, of course - that I'd like to go back sometime. Now that I know what's going on."

It was my turn to silently nod.

"And now you know I get to take you real flying right?" He said with an evil smile.

I had to laugh. "Ok. But if you drop me, I'll haunt you."

"Fair call. Deal."

"Deal."

I smiled as Mikey put his tea down on the table next to him. He looked back up to me, and just watched.

"What?" I asked, feeling the intensity of his eyes burning on me.

He smiled. "I just wanted to test something..." He held out his hand to me. I took it, rather confused.

He lifted my hand and kissed it before holding tight and shutting his eyes.

Mikey Way

Holy hell. It worked.

And now, it was her turn to be shocked as she looked around her familiar bedroom. I looked around as well, having never been there before.

"Ah... Mikey... How did you do that?" June's voice said shakily.

I laughed slightly. Not a fucking clue... "Ah, I have no idea. I wanted to know if I could take you somewhere since you could take me... Didn't really expect it to work."

"Wow... Well... Ah... Welcome to my room, I guess." She said with a laugh. I loved her laugh. It wasn't fake, and it was always accompanied by a smile that could brighten a room.

Hmm...

I'm such a loser.

The room was filled with a silence as we stood there, smiling at each other.

Say something loser!

I held out my arms. "Come here?"

Her smile brightened and she walked into my embrace, looking up at me.

Now or never Mike...

I leaned down, tilting my head slightly and pressed my lips against hers.

After a moment, I felt her hands move up my back, her fingers push up into my hair and I tightened my grasp on her as she did the same to me.

Oh thank christ!

She eventually pulled back and I looked at her intently, trying to find emotion.

But my attempts were silenced as she started to giggle slightly.

I tilted my head to the side, laughing myself. "What? Don't laugh at me!" The giggling dulled into a beautiful smile. "I think I really like you Mikey..."

Squee!!

I couldn't keep the grin off my face. "Well that's good... Cause I really like you too." I was about to kiss her again when I heard a key in the front door and the creak of the hinges.

"Junie!? You home!?" A familiar voice shouted through the house. Bert's. What the...?

"You live with Bert?"

She was suddenly a bit panicky, her voice lowered to a quick whisper. "Yeah, ah you have to go... Um..." She grabbed my hand. "Go to your place. I don't know where it is but I can get back once I'm there."

I nodded, wanting to ask questions, but I figured I could ask later. I guess Bert was very protective over her. I shut my eyes, picturing my room, concentrating on using June's ability to get us there.

"Nice room." June's voice said and I opened my eyes.

"Fuck!" We were in Gerard's room. "My aim sucks... Try again." I shut my eyes again and could hear her laughing.

"This one?"

I opened one eye, scared I'd got it wrong again, but my familiar bedroom surrounded us.

"Yup."

"I like it. But I have to get back. Bye Mikey." She gave me a quick peck on the lips and, despite my attempts to hold her against me again, disappeared out of the room.

I collapsed back on my bed and ran the events of the day through my mind when something moved in the corner. I bolted upright and stared the figure down.

"Why are you in my room Darr?"

My little brother just glared back at me, and I swear, if looks could kill...

"What? Why are you in here?"

"Why were you kissing Juniper?"

I knew it was coming, but it was still like a slap in the face. I'd stolen my little brother's girlfriend.

No Mikey! Stand up for yourself! She'd dumped him before you went there, and she can make her own decisions and... and... aw fuck.

"June can kiss whoever she wants Darr. And I really like her."

But he continued to glare at me.

"Alright Darryn," It was time to be brutal. "She broke up with you cause you were an ass to her. I never made a move until after you'd broken up and, come to think of it, she made the first move anyway."

The boy just kept glaring at me.

"Please leave my room Darryn."

The door slammed behind him and I crashed back down on my bed again.

Oh god Mike... What have you done?

I'd always tried to be the brother who stopped fights, but now I could be the one to create a huge feud between us, not only tearing Darryn away from me, but probably Gerard too... I fucked up this one big time...

Juniper Maigh

I landed back in my room and dove for my bed, grabbing my diskman and headphones on the way. I pulled a book off my bedside table and opened it at the bookmark, throwing the headphones on and pressing play on my diskman, just as the door creaked open and Bert peered through.

"Junie?"

I pretended to be engrossed and not notice him, focussing on the words in front of me, and the loud sound of the Smashing Pumpkins in my ears. Bert walked into the room and into my line of vision. I looked up and he sat on the bed next to me.

"Hey Bert," I said finally and pulled my headphones off. "What can I do for you?"

He raised an eyebrow. "You could tell me where you've just been?"

Fuck. "Well, unless Magda's been turning into me again, I've been here. Why? Where did you see me?"

"That's not what I mean." He said with a sad smile. "You're flushed red and slightly breathless. Look, if you're still going out with Darryn, I'll deal. But I don't want you to have to sneak off to see him."

Aw shit. Now I had to tell him. *Bashes head against wall*

"No, Bert I'm not with Darryn anymore. I told you I broke up with him and I have. I'm not gonna go there again." I shuddered slightly at the thought.

Bert now looked more confused than ever.

"I'm..." Just tell him Juniper, you loser! "I was with his brother."

Ok that sounded better in my head.

"Excuse me?"

"I_"

"Which brother are we talking here? Cause I mean, I know them both and they're great guys, but Gee is a bit old for you. Don't you think?"

"I was with Mikey."

Bert breathed a sigh of relief, before tensing up again and glaring worriedly at me. "What do you mean you were with Mikey?"

"Oh christ Bert! Get over it!" I cried, getting angry, jumped off my bed and left him sitting there with his thoughts of what his sister and friend's brother were doing while he wasn't there to hold me on a leash.

The phone rang just as I passed it on my way down the hall away from Bert.

"Hello?" I asked angrily into the speaker.

"Woah, June, are you ok?" It was Mikey. And he recognised my voice on our first phone conversation.

"Sorry Mikey. Yeah I'm fine. Just angry at Bert. What's up?"

He laughed slightly. "Don't you just love brothers?"

"Hmm yeah."

"Want to meet me at the park, at the swings?"

"Definitely," I sighed. "When?" I was grateful to be spending time with Mikey, and to get away from Bert. He needed to cool down and get used to the fact that I'm not a little kid anymore. It's not like I did anything with Mikey anyway. And I shouldn't have to check everything with him.

"Ah, now? I've been here for the past few minutes."

I smiled. "Ok."

I hung up, not feeling the need to say goodbye as I'd be seeing him in half a second.

Mikey Way

She appeared in the swing beside me as the sun started to set, and before I had even ended the call. I smiled at her presence, not being able to make myself face her yet.

"How did you know I wasn't in that swing?"

Just look you dipfuck! I turned my eyes to see her slightly evil grin.

"I didn't."

Oh hell. Why did she do this to me!?

"So what's up?" She continued, lightly.

Oh god I didn't want to do this. "Um, June, I don't want to have to ask this... But how is this going to work? How are we going to work?" I trailed off, not being able to find the right words to explain myself.

"Mikey," She'd stopped swinging. "What's going on? What's happened?"

I sighed. "Darryn was in my room when you took me home..." I didn't need to continue.

"Aw hell." She muttered. "Look, Mikey, come here." She got up off the swing, took my hands and pulled me off mine. "Look at me."

I shut my eyes for a moment, trying to compose myself, before looking directly into her eyes.

She whispered what very much sounded like "Fuck" under her breath, so quietly, as she gazed back at me. And I knew exactly how she felt.

"Now, tell me what you're thinking right now. Whatever it is."

How much I want to shag you? No. Can't say that. Fuck.

Her eyes broke contact with mine and looked down for a second.

"As I thought." She said, sounding satisfied that she was right.

"Fuck." I muttered, turning away from her, embarrassed. Damn her and what she does to me! I tried to control my breathing - amongst other things - before turning back to her.

But I felt her palm rest against my face and turn me back around slowly.

"Don't worry." Her voice was so soft, melodic even. "Darryn will move on quickly. I don't think he ever wanted me anyway. I mean... did he ever tell you or your other brother about me?"

I shook my head.

"Didn't think so." Her hand slid around the back of my neck and pulled me closer to her.

"Don't worry." She whispered again before pressing her soft lips to mine.

Mmm... I pulled her closer before pulling back and sliding my hand around her waist.

"Do you want to stay over tonight?"

She paused, then nodded, making me smile.

I knew it was early in our relationship for this, but I didn't care. Plus, she didn't seem too happy with Bert... Which reminds me...

"Hey, why were you angry at Bert?"

"He figured out that I'd just been somewhere and - apart from the fact he thought I hadn't really broken up with Darryn first - he thought that I'd been shagging you. I mean... What's it to him if we had? I'm the only one who knows how much I like you and I'm not a little kid anymore."

I smiled at that last sentence. "Care to let me in on the secret of how much you like me?" I asked with a laugh.

She laughed too and I felt my knees weaken. "Maybe later."

Damn.

"Aw. Oh well. Come here." I took her hand and pulled her towards me, holding her tight with her back against my chest.

Before she could ask what I was doing, I opened out my wings and lifted our bodies off the ground slightly.

She squealed, not expecting my actions, or the sensation of leaving the ground so quickly and easily. Her arms were flung backwards around me, holding on tight.

"Mikey!"

"Don't worry," It was my turn to say as I gripped her tighter. "I won't let you go."

I beat my wings and took us higher into the air, heading for my house.

Juniper Maigh

Holy hell. Holy hell holy hell holy hell! I was flying. But not flying, like I think of flying... But actually flying!

I gathered my confidence and let go of Mikey's waist, letting my arms float freely beside me.

It wasn't long before I heard Mikey's voice in my ear. "We're here." And we began to descend.

He let go of my waist only when we had walked up to the front door of the old brick house and he had to find his key. But just as he pulled the key out of his pocket, the door opened in front of us. I almost gasped when I saw who it was. Almost, not quite, because it wasn't who I thought it was.

An older version of Darryn with a slightly wider jaw, darker hair, and much better dress sense (gotta love a guy in a shirt and tie!) stood in the open doorway.

"Come on! You're making Sonny nauseous!" He said with a laugh before his eyes rested on me. He smiled. "Juniper, I'm guessing?"

I could only nod, trying to work out what he was on about. Sonny... Oh shit... The guy who senses emotions... Hehehe...

The older version of Darryn held out his hand, about to speak when Mikey cut him off.

"June, this is Gerard, my big brother."

I shook Gerard's hand and felt him pull me inside slightly. It was odd; Mikey and Gerard looked almost nothing alike, but Darryn was like the link between them: He had Gerard's features with Mikey's structure. Well, he wasn't as thin as Mikey, but still.

As I walked into the lounge, a short boy with a black mop of hair covering a face I recognised, ran up to me and, taking my shoulders, shook me lightly.

"Will you please cut it out!? You're making me want to shoot myself!"

I opened my eyes wide at him, looking shocked. Though I'm sure he could still sense what I was feeling for Mikey in great doses. And, proving me right, Sonny gagged, let go of me, walked up to Mikey and smacked him around the back of the head.

"Come on Moore," Mikey said with a smirk. "Just cause you're not getting any..." He trailed off momentarily at the look he was receiving from the shorter boy. "Ooh you are!"

Sonny blushed suddenly and tried to make a run for it. But there's a problem what you try to run from two angel-boys and a girl who can teleport: you have nowhere to go. I jumped to the doorway while Mikey flew to the staircase, and Gerard grabbed the boy and lifted him into the air.

"Talk." Gerard said with a laugh as Sonny squirmed in his arms.

"Put me down Gee! Put me down!" He screamed with his eyes shut tight.

There was a door slamming next door and I could hear footsteps behind me. Haha oh shit... Our Bad...

"Sonny!" I voice I recognised called out behind me and I spun around to see Brian standing in the door way. "Gerard put him down or... Or, god help me, I will mess with your mind!"

Gee scowled with a laugh and lowered Sonny to the floor.

"I knew it..." I muttered as Brian stepped in front of me and Sonny ran into his arms.

"I know you did." Brian said as Sonny's face was buried into his shoulder.

"How did you know!?" Mikey cried out, looking shocked at the 'new' couple in front of him, obviously annoyed that no one had told him sooner.

I laughed. He looked so cute when he was surprised. "How did you not know? Are you trying to tell me you didn't see that one coming?"

"I didn't!" He cried out in defence, pushing his glasses back up on his nose. "Are you sure you didn't pick up some telepathic abilities from your parents?"

I wen't silent. I couldn't blame him. He didn't know. I hadn't told him why I lived with Bert yet.

I looked around the room briefly. Sonny looked confused; Brian looked like he was holding back from reading me; and the Way brothers just looked confused.

"I_I have t-to go..." I stuttered, giving Mikey an attempt at a smile, and closing my eyes.

I heard Mikey call out for me to wait and begin to tell the others in the room that he knew where I was going just as I left the room for the blanket of nothingness that is Oblivion.

I sat down. Not that there was anything to sit on, but still, I sat.

They didn't want you. You don't deserve them. It's your fault you're an orphan.

"NO!" I screamed, while simultaneously feeling myself being pulled down through the 'ground'.

But my memories, thoughts, and emotions were no help to me at this point, so I let whatever was pulling me take hold.

"June?"

I opened one eye, dubiously.

Mikey.

And I was in his room.

"What?"

"Oh god I'm sorry, I don't understand what happened, but I'm so sorry."

"Where the hell did you go?" I turned at the voice that was demanding answers.

Gerard.

"I'm a teleporter Mr Way, think it through."

I heard Mikey let out a small laugh and turned to see his smiling face.

"She went to everything, and nothing at the same time Gee." He said in my defence, probably confusing the shit out of his older brother in the process. "What I don't know is why, and how you heard me calling you." He added, looking at me.

I sighed, thinking through what I needed to say right now, and what could wait. "The why part can wait, and the hearing you must have been the same sort of thing as how I can take you there... Cause I really have no idea. I never hear anything but my own thoughts there. I didn't even really hear you, I just felt a pull. I don't know."

Mikey nodded and a silence filled the room.

"Well I'm confused beond belief," Gerard said, breaking the quiet. "And I don't think answers are on their way, so I'll leave you guys alone now." He smiled at me and gave Mikey a look which I didn't really get, and left the room, closing the door behind him.

A moment later, I felt an arm slide around my waist. "You alright?" Mikey asked, sitting me down on his bed.

I nodded, not really sure how to answer all the questions I knew he was about to ask. Oh, just tell him June! You trust him don't you?

I did trust him, and I still wasn't sure why.

"Ah, I guess I owe you an explanation..." I began slowly. He just smiled. I looked at the ground, not wanting to see his reactions. "Ok... It's hard for me to hear about my parents because I barely know them. When I was ten years old, while my father was working, my mother told me I should go to the park while she packed the last of our stuff and put it in the car. We were moving house. So, being the naive little kid I was - and thinking about it now, how could I have known what was to come - I went. And when I came back, little over an hour later, she'd gone. I haven't seen her or my father since. And, quite frankly, I don't want to. Bert found me a few weeks later and told me I could come back to his place and live with his family when he found out I was homeless. His parents welcomed me with open arms immediately so, since then, the McCracken's have been my family."

A silence, that for some reason terrified me, filled the room.

I had to say something. "I'm sorry for dumping that on you. I'll go home now..." I closed my eyes and was about to jump when I felt Mikey's slender hand slide into mine.

"Don't go."

I relaxed, opened my eyes and looked at the boy next to me.

"I don't know what to say right now," He said slowly. "But I don't want you to go. And hey, you said you'd stay over tonight." He added with a hopeful smile.

I smiled back and nodded. "So I did."

His smile broadened and his arms made their way around my waist. And he lay back onto his bed, taking me with him, just holding me. Like he thought I night disappear if he let go for just one second.

I decided that this had been the single most traumatic day of my life that I could properly remember, and so I let myself relax completely in Mikey's soft grasp and sleep.

My dreams became mildly disturbing as I began to wake. I realised once I'd returned fully to consciousness, that it was because I was being yelled at. It took me a moment to register who: Gerard. Where Mikey was: still next to me, holding me even more tightly. Any why: that I wasn't sure of yet.

"Gee!" Mikey yelled finally, silencing his brother. "What the hell is going on?" He continued more calmly.

Gerard sighed. "Well for one, you're in bed with a girl that your bitter younger brother used to go out with, so I hope for your sake he doesn't see this; and two, you're in bed with a girl who's older brother is one of my best friends, and I've just been talking to him and he spent all night looking for her cause she disappeared! So," He turned to me. "In the nicest possible way... Why are you here June?"

I retaliated quickly, despite my sleepy state. "I'll tell you something Gerard, Darryn never really wanted to be with me. He dated me as a statement to his ex. He never showed me off, because he didn't like me. Now I've found someone who cares about me, and who I care for a lot in return. So excuse me for having a right to spend a harmless night with someone I care for." Gerard looked quite taken aback. But I wasn't quite finished yet. "And as for Bert, he needs to learn that, though I love him, he needs to back off. I am not his pet, I'm his sister. And if he's going to keep accusing me of things I'm not doing, he can go fuck himself!"

I left the room before he could respond. Before he could even blink. But what, I think, surprised him even more, was the fact that I took Mikey with me.

"Can you warn me when you do that in the future?" Mikey asked me after a long few moments of regaining his compsure. He wasn't used to Oblivion, and I could fully understand how it would mess you up.

I smiled guiltily. "Yeah, sorry about that."

He looked at me and I physically felt intense emotion wash over me. I stumbled back, nearly falling, but Mikey grabbed my hand to pull me back to my feet. Only problem was - as I found last time I brought Mikey here - is that contact will magnify everything one is feeling about ten fold, and that ment not only for you, but for the one you were in contact with as well.

"June..."

Before I could figure out what was happening, my whole body was pressed against his, our emotions raging through each other, so intensified I could hardly breathe.

I tried to pull back, to part from him, but his arms were tightly around me and I didn't have enough energy in my body to fight his as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear.

He felt me tense up and held me closer. "Go with it."

I'd always found Oblivion to be a place where I could pull in and push away my thoughts to find what I wanted. The prospect of just letting everything wash through me was terrifying.

I forced myself to breathe more calmly and felt Mikey smile.

He pulled back ever so slightly, then his lips traced along my jawline to find my lips.

Knowing exactly what each other was feeling, it was not at all difficult for me to kiss him back hungrily.

And he kissed me like he meant it.

I nearly died on the spot.

I sighed. "Mikey..."

He sighed in return and his lips roamed down my neck. The strangest sensation passed over me as he flexed out his wings, wrapping the tips around me and pulling me even closer to his body.

I pushed my palms over his shoulders with the intention of removing his jacket, but felt the material of the jacket, the tight-fitting hoodie under it, and the t-shirt under that disingtegrate beneath my fingers.

"Handy," he whispered with a laugh. "I didn't know you could do that."

I subtley eyed up his slender upper body and smiled and he continued to kiss my neck, pushing back my own jacket, letting it break away under his touch. "Neither did I." I had no idea that Oblivion carried out your intentions for you. I was just learning all these things about a place I'd been coming to for most of my life. It was possibly a more bizzare feeling than having Mikey's thoughts and feelings open like a book in front of me to read.

"One could get used to this." He laughed against my bare skin, sending shivvers throughout my body, and I clung to him.

I felt him pulling himself reluctantly away from me. He broke all physical contact and I felt empty with only my own emotions inside me.

"Mikey?"

A slightly evil grin formed on his face and he looked me over.

"Mikey?" I asked again, wanting to feel his presence so strongly again.

His smile grew and he held out a hand, as if to touch me, but he was too far away.

Nonetheless, I still felt my shoes, top and skirt vanish from around me. He dropped his hand and I rolled my eyes at him, before leaving him standing in only his boxers.

He laughed. "Well isn't this fun?"

It was my turn to wear an evil smile. "You know what's more fun?"

The look in his eyes in that moment made me want to melt. "Oh I think I can guess..." Ok, maybe not melt, but strip off the little clothing we had left on and throw myself at him.

What?

Fuck off.

Mikey Way

It's amazing how much you know you love someone when you wake up with them naked in your arms. With her bared body against me I felt completely content. Well, that might just be the morning-after-sex talking. But it was definitely my logical mind speaking when I said I loved her.

I smiled to myself. I'd never been really truly in love before, but I knew that this was it. And I pulled June closer to me as I looked around my room, wondering what I'd done before I'd met her. I couldn't imagine life without her now.

Ok Mikey, it's getting creepy now. You'll freak her out if you start making plans now. And the last thing you want to do is scare her away.

"What you thinking about?" Her voice nearly scared the life out of me. I hadn't realised she was even waking up. Turning back to her, with her vibrant hair strewn across her face, her green eyes gazing up from me, I smiled.

"You." Well done. Not too creepy, but honest. Well done indeed!

She blushed slightly and slid a hand across my torso, making me shiver.

"What about me?"

"Oh I just... Ah..." I stopped speaking and began breathing more and more heavily as I tried to sort out my thoughts and tried even harder to ignore the things she was now doing with that hand.

"Go with it." She repeated my words from the previous night in a whisper before a cascade of kisses hit my chest and her other hand joined her first.

I let out a breathy laugh at her words and pulled her up over me so that she straddled my legs and could (hopefully) reach every part of me more easily.

"You know, Mikey," She continued after a few minutes of driving me crazy, occasionally switching her hands for her lips and tongue. And oh the things she did with that tongue. "I think I might just be in love with you."

I snapped out of my daze instantly. And however much I didn't want her to stop her slow torture - since she'd slowed her movements so much that torture is what it had become - but I had to.

I grabbed her hands gently, but with slight force, causing her to look at me with wide eyes. "I do love you Juniper. I don't know how I know, but I do."

She looked shocked for a moment, before the most beautiful smile I had ever seen broke out onto her face.

She sat staring at me for a long moment and the breathlessness began to come back to me and I started remembering all the physical things I'd been feeling only seconds ago.

"Oh June..." I moaned, closing my eyes as tight as I could as feeling swept through my body again.

"You're amazing Mikey. How was I lucky enough to find you?" And before I could even think about replying, her mouth moved quickly around me and her tongue began to dart up and down.

I cried out to her since I wasn't expecting this sudden change in movements and then again as I felt myself release. Oh god...

"Now wasn't that fun too?" She asked with a smile, lying back down next to me again.

I couldn't speak just yet so I simply nodded. She laughed happily and held me against her.

Juniper Maigh

I pulled myself out of Mikey's bed as he slowly recovered, and pulled some clothes on, leaving something out for him to wear.

"That's not very subtle, June." His voice was deep and husky.

"What isn't?" I asked, turning to look at him, knowing perfectly well what he was talking about. Every piece of clothing visible on my body belonged to him. The clothing shed in Oblivion had obviously dropped into our own rooms, as Mikey's was here, and mine was nowhere to be seen.

Mikey cocked an eyebrow.

"So I jump back into my room, get changed, then I see Berty."

"He'll be in your room. You know that right?"

Damn.

"Go to Ria's place or something. Borrow her clothes."

My eyes brightened again and I jumped back on top of him. "Damn you're smart Mikey!"

He laughed. "Why thank you."

"Ok. Gotta go. I love you." I giggled, kissed him and jumped to Ria's house.

Standing outside Ria's house - I wasn't one to go into houses uninvited, even if it was of my closest friends - I knocked on the door.

It was a moment before the door opened, and I was just inspecting the clothes I'd picked out for myself when the door opened and a male voice spoke to me.

"Hey Juniper. What's up? Come in."

I looked up immediately. "Frank? Wait. Which Frank?"

He laughed, and cocked his head to the side, exposing his neck, and the two scars of puncture wounds lying there. I instantly put two and two together. They were teeth marks. Ria was vampirical. Ew.

"Ew. So many levels of not wanting to know what you two have been up to."

He looked sceptically at me. "Hey, you're the one standing here wearing Mikey Way's clothing."

"Shush you. That's why I'm here. Where's Ria?"

"She's in the kitchen." He said with a smile and shut the door behind me.

Ria was sitting on the kitchen bench with a bowl of cereal in her lap.

"Hey hun. How's it- I TOLD YOU SO!" She cried out when she saw what I was wearing.

I waited patiently as she pointed and gasped and tried to form words. She looked like a fish out of water.

"Finished?" I asked after a minute of the madness. She shut her mouth tight. Her eyes were wide. She nodded.

"Can I borrow some clothes to wear home?"

She nodded again, put her bowl down next to her and jumped off the bench, leading me to her room.

As soon as we got in there and she'd shut the door, she turned to me and grabbed my shoulders. "You slept with Mikey!? I thought you were still in denial about him! How did I miss this!?"

I sighed. "A lot has happened over the past couple of days."

"Ha, you're telling me!" She laughed and I smiled in return as she let me go and walked to her closet and pulled out a t-shirt and skirt for me to wear home.

Excellent... A skirt proves that the clothes don't belong to a guy. *Claps in approval*

"He's amazing Ria. I really think I'm in love with him."

She smiled broadly and threw the clothes on her bed for me before leaving the room without a word.

I jumped back into the kitchen, getting a glass out of the cupboard and filling it with water. I was about to take a sip when Bert came running into the room, yelling.

"Where the hell have you been!? Don't you understand how worried I was!?"

I sighed through his yelling. "Bert, shut up." I cut him off. "Look, I know you care about me, but you really need to back off. I should have told you where I was last night, I'm sorry, but I was angry at you for having a go about Mikey."

He dropped his head, defeated. "I'm sorry too. I just don't want anything bad happening to you."

I almost laughed. "You think Mikey's gonna hurt me? Bert, he loves me. I know he does..." I paused, not sure if I should tell Bert or not. Oh why not. "I can take him to Oblivion."

Bert's eyes went wide and he stopped trying to talk.

I nodded slowly, confirming what I'd just said, while my brother tried to find words.

He took in a deep breath, and let it out again. He nodded. "Go for it."

My eyes nearly fell out of my head. "What?"

Bert laughed slightly. "There's gotta be something between you if you can take him to that place. And I've never seen this look in your eyes before... I don't want that to go away. You're so happy." He finished lamely with a shrug.

My smile had been slowly spreading across my face as he talked, and now I had an idea. "So... Can I bring him around here then?"

He knew it was coming. I could tell by the smirk on his face.

"If you must." He said quietly, preparing himself for my reaction.

But there's no way you can hide from someone who can, in less than a blink of an eye, appear with their arms around you in a tight, death-grip like hug.

"I love you Bert!"

"Yeah yeah," He laughed. "I love you too. Now go get that boy. I want to talk to him."

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

"Hey Gerard. Is Mikey home?"

He was breathing heavily, his eyes wide. I'd scared the shit out of him. My bad...

"Sorry..." I muttered while he found his voice again.

He looked at me like I was crazy. "Please don't ever do that again... And he's in the kitchen I think." He added, sitting back down on the couch, frantically pulling his cigarettes out of his pocket.

"Thanks hun." I said with a smile and jumped into the kitchen. I vaguely heard him tell himself I was weird. That just made me laugh, causing Mikey to turn and face me, a glass of water in his hand.

He smiled back when he saw me, but looked confused at my laughter.

"Do I have something on me?" He asked, looking down at his clothes.

"Nah," I said, walking over to him and kissing his lips lightly. "Your brother just thinks I'm a lunatic." I added proudly.

He put the glass down and pulled my body to him. "He just doesn't know you well enough..." He trailed off as he attached his lips to my neck.

"Mmm... Wait, Mikey."

"Hm?" He asked, pouting slightly as he pulled back and looked into my eyes.

I sighed at that look.

"Bert wants to talk to you."

He laughed slightly, hanging his head. "Now here's the part I wanted to avoid."

I lifted his chin. "Don't worry. He'll be nice... Ish."

He laughed again.

"Come on." I said and kissed him lightly, jumping back to my own kitchen.

Mikey shook his head to clear it. "I need to get used to that still."

I laughed. "Well I'll make sure you get lots of practice." And I turned away from him, and walked straight into Bert.

I was about to speak, but Bert got in first. "Can you give us a moment June?"

I smirked and looked at the ground. "Sure. I'll be on the front steps." I gave Mikey a quick kiss and muttered a good luck to him before disappearing to outside the front door.

Barely five minutes passed when I heard the door open behind me. Not that I had time to register that though, as I felt hands slide under my arms and lift me up. And keep lifting me.

"Mikey!" I screamed at him as we soared into the air.

He laughed, and it was the happiest laugh I'd ever heard. "I'm not going to drop you."

"Better not..." I mumbled with a laugh.

He turned back around, and took us back to where I lived, heading up towards the roof. He hovered over the roof for a moment before lowering me down.

"So speaking of warning people..." I began with a smirk.

"Sorry," he said with a sheepish look on his face. "Got kinda caught up in the moment."

"So I guess Bert approved."

He looked back up to my eyes and nodded vigorously. "No more line-crossing." I grinned again and bit down on my lower lip.

I felt his hand on my face and let him pull me towards him.

"There was never a line."

I slid my arms around him as his other hand moved to the back of my neck and shut my eyes as our lips slowly collided.

And as we kissed, I felt his lips curl into a smile and his grip on me tighten. I felt him trying to tap into my abilities, and I smiled back as we appeared in Oblivion.

The End