Disclaimer: I own nothing MCR, I am not making money off of this story, and I don't think that this would ever happen in real life, okey-dokey? Email: EverNight1788@hotmail.com

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"A voice coach? Seriously? Why?"

Brian shrugged. "'Cus she's good. No, scratch that, she's amazingly good. I just thought she could come on board for a while. You haven't had a coach for a long time, and it might be a good idea. Besides, it can't hurt anything."

Gerard had to admit that this was true. It was just that Brian had sprung this on him very suddenly and he hadn't been prepared for it. "Yeah, you're right. I just didn't expect that is all. So when's she coming?"

"She'll be here this afternoon," said Brian. "Her name's Crystal Davis. Be nice." With a laugh, he left. Gerard laughed too and went back to his drawings. It seemed that only a few minutes had passed when he heard someone singing outside the parked tour bus. Glancing up at the clock, Gerard saw that three hours had gone by without him. Whoever was singing - something Italian - it was probably Crystal. Gerard got up and went towards the door, listening. From the tone and power of her voice, he imagined her to look like the stereotypical Brunhilda opera singer: heavy, boisterous, and with a weird accent.

Boy was he in for a surprise.

Stepping outside the bus, Gerard started to say hello before he saw Crystal and froze in his tracks. She was beautiful. She had to be one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Thick, soft ringlets of chocolate-brown hair tumbled around her shoulders, framing her angular face. Her sparkling sky blue eyes, set into pale skin, were dusted with grey powder and lined artfully in black. Her blue jeans and black tank top clung to her willowy figure; she obviously worked out. She was Gerard's height, and smiled at him with her full red lips.

"I finally get to meet the famous Gerard Way," she said pleasantly, extending her hand. "I'm Crystal Davis. Brian told you about me?"

"Wha oh, yeah, he did," said Gerard, stammering. "Uh, hi, nice to meet you, I'm Gerard." Crystal just smiled as he shook her hand, not knowing he was mentally kicking himself for introducing himself when she had already known his name. "So, uh, where're you from?"

"Jersey, same as you," replied Crystal.

"You don't have an accent," Gerard pointed out. Crystal laughed.

" 'Jersey' doesn't mean 'Jersey City'," she said. Before either could say anything more, the door opened behind them.

"Oh hey, you must be Crystal," Frank said, reaching out to shake hands. "Brian told us you were coming today. Nice to meet you."

'What, he's engaged so he's immune to a gorgeous woman?' Gerard thought, embarrassed that he had been so obvious in his attraction to Crystal when Frank was so calm.

"Likewise," Crystal said, both she and Frank oblivious to Gerard's discomfort. Bob and Ray soon followed, along with Mikey and Brian.

"Great to see you, Bri-Guy," Crystal laughed, hugging Brian and kissing him on the cheek once quickly. Brian returned the affectation with a smile.

"Well, I see you've met everyone," he said, turning to the band. "Crystal's going to be on board with us for a while, so you all be on your best behavior, got it?"

"When are we not?" said Mikey innocently. Crystal laughed again. She had a nice laugh, throaty and carefree. It made Gerard want to laugh too. "So how'd you get here?" Mikey asked Crystal.

"Got a ride from a friend," she answered. "He was in the neighborhood and offered me a lift. Besides, he owed me a favor. But he would've done it anyway." Picking up a black and red backpack and slinging it over her shoulder, she asked, "Mind if I drop my stuff somewhere inside before it gets left behind?"

"Oh sure, I'll show you where you can put it," Brian said, showing Crystal inside. Before the door swung closed, she turned back and looked at Gerard.

"Do you want to start working today, or just take some time to get to know each other?" she asked.

"Uh, whatever works for you," said Gerard.

Crystal smiled. "Then give me a few minutes and we'll get started." With that she disappeared inside.

"Wow," Bob said while Ray whistled.

"She's really pretty," commented Mikey coolly.

" 'Pretty'? She's gorgeous!" burst Gerard. Mikey smiled at his brother who grinned back sheepishly. "Well she is."

"Then say something to her," replied Mikey with a shrug. "Get to know the woman behind the face. You're gonna be spending all this time with her singing; see if there's anything else." Gerard nodded but didn't say anything. He had never thought himself to be superficial, but he couldn't deny the unmistakable feeling he was getting in his jeans. He just hoped that Crystal didn't think he was shallow or just interested in her because she was beautiful.

When Crystal came out of the bus Gerard was standing alone, lighting a cigarette. "They're not called 'cancer sticks' for nothing, you know," she commented.

"Yeah, I know," said Gerard. "I'm trying to quit."

"Mm-hmm," replied Crystal dubiously. "Looks to me like you need a little incentive." She looked him up and down thoughtfully then, smiling secretively, she took the cigarette from his fingers and stubbed it out. "I'll make you a deal: if you can go the entire day without a cigarette, I'll treat you to something better tonight. Think you can do it?"

Gerard looked at her smile, curious. "Yeah, I can do it."

"Great. Now, let's get started with some warm-ups." For the rest of the afternoon they worked together, even when they were called back on the bus and started driving again. Gerard's voice was unsteady, given his attraction to Crystal, but she was patient and understanding, it seemed. Several times Gerard wanted to stop for a cigarette, but every time he thought he was going to give into it Crystal smiled that sweet, seductive smile, as though she knew what he was thinking. They stopped after about two hours and Crystal made herself some green tea with honey and lemon. It was good for the voice, especially when it was hot, she explained to Gerard.

"If you're not drinking tea, drink water," she said. "Or lemonade. No soda, though, at least not for performances. The syrup coats your throat and makes your voice thick. Dairy does the same thing; it thickens the phlegm and chokes your voice. Lemon juice dissolves it, and the hot water and honey relax the throat muscles."

Gerard nodded distractedly. He didn't like tea, just coffee and soda mostly. Still, Crystal knew what she was doing. Even in two hours he had felt a lot of differences in his singing, minute or not. He filled a glass with water from the sink and Crystal smiled approvingly. She suggested a break from practicing and asked if he'd be interested in a video game. The rest of the ride to the hotel was spent with the rest of the guys playing Mortal Kombat on Crystal's Wii in the back of the bus. Crystal left for a while, whispering something to Mikey before she went. Mikey grinned and nodded, but wouldn't say what it was all about when asked.

'Damn I want a cigarette,' Gerard thought gloomily. He hated quitting cold turkey, and it was making him jittery and irritable. The rest of the band ignored this, and Crystal just watched him with a thoughtful expression. 'Is it really worth it?' he thought. 'Well, I am trying to quit. If she can help, so much the better, I guess.'

They finally bailed out at their hotel, checked into their rooms, and got comfortable. They had the night off, so they planned on enjoying it. They congregated in Gerard and Mikey's room for pizza and horror flicks, inviting Crystal to join them. She gladly accepted, bringing a few of her own movies along. They had a great time, laughing at all the wrong times during the movies and enjoying some of the best pizza they'd had in a long while. At around midnight, after watching Dawn of the Dead, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre,and The Amityville Horror, Mikey got up to refresh his Coke Zero in the kitchen. Crystal followed, and Gerard noticed them whispering for a moment. They were both smiling secretively when they leaned apart, apparently satisfied with whatever they had been discussing. Crystal turned that smile to Gerard and he looked away quickly, not wanting them to know that he had been spying. Crystal left the room through the door that joined with her adjacent room. Mikey came back to the couch and plopped himself down with his Coke.

"What was all that about?" Gerard asked.

"I was thirsty," replied Mikey with a cheeky grin. Gerard rolled his eyes.

"You know what I meant; what were you and Crystal whispering about?"

"This and that. Oh, she wants to see you in about ten minutes. She said just to knock on her door over there."

Gerard looked at the door Crystal had left through in surprise. Did this have something to do with the promise she had made him? Or did she want to yell at him because she thought he had had a cigarette? Whatever the reason, he wouldn't find out by avoiding her. So about ten minutes later he went to the door and tapped at it. The door opened inward, though the room was dark. Crystal's voice sounded, inviting him in softly. Confused and curious, Gerard did and stared open-mouthed: Crystal was wearing nothing but a very sexy silver silk negligee with black lace. Her eyes were dusted smoky grey and lined with black. She smiled seductively at Gerard, pushing the door closed.

"Mikey told me you didn't have one cigarette today," she said in a husky tone, moving towards him slowly, sensually. "I promised you something better, remember? I never go back on a promise." She ran her fingertips lightly down his cheek, the other hand playing with his thick, soft hair before pressing her full lips to his. Gerard sighed against her and put his hands on her small waist. Crystal smiled at him when they broke apart, running her hands along his shoulders before pushing him back gently until he fell backwards on the bed. She crawled over him and kissed him again.

"This is for being such a good boy," she breathed in his ear, trailing her lips along his cheek and down his neck, biting and sucking gently at the pulse spot. Gerard moaned softly as her spidery fingers undid the buttons on his shirts. He shivered when she dragged her long nails lightly down his chest, tracing teasing little circles down his abdomen while he gasped and moaned.

"Crystal " he groaned. Crystal made a purring sound as she kissed and nipped lightly around his navel, playing with the rim of his pants before slowly undoing them and sliding them down with his boxers. Gerard shivered as the cold air hit him. Crystal giggled playfully, tracing one long nail along the underside of his already-hard length. "Ooh God "

"Nope, just Crystal," she said sweetly, her breathy words tingling his most sensitive parts. Teasing him with her fingers she kissed back up his abdomen to his lips again, fluttering her long eyelashes against his skin while he groaned. Her tongue slipped out and brushed his lips, which he parted eagerly for her. She licked the inside of his mouth as he mirrored the action. Smiling at him when the broke apart, Crystal moved back down to his member while Gerard watched. His head fell back heavily and he moaned as she took him into her mouth slowly, teasing him with her tongue, her hands on his hips to keep him from deep-throating her. Gerard gripped at the sheets, his eyes wide, his mouth open as Crystal started sucking him gently, then with more and more force but not too hard. She worked her tongue with her lips, her fingers kneading his hips gently.

"Oh God, oh yes, Crystal, yes, fuck " Gerard gasped, his eyes rolling back as Crystal dragged her teeth very gently along his length. Sliding her hands up to his stomach, one held him down gently while the other traced his chest muscles, her nails making his skin tingle. She sucked harder on him, working her mouth faster and harder until Gerard came in her mouth with a strangled cry. Crystal dragged her mouth off of him slowly, smiling at him as she swallowed. Gerard watched her as he caught his breath, his heart still racing. She crawled up alongside him, kissing him sweetly on the cheek. Gerard sat up, smiling a little shyly as he pulled up his boxers and kicked off his pants.

"Thank you," he whispered. Crystal just smiled again as Gerard took her in his arms, lying down with her. She closed her eyes and fell asleep against him. Just as Gerard succumbed to sweet after-sex sleep, he thought to himself, 'I will never smoke again.'

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