Look Into My Kaleidoscope of Emotions, And Feel

Title: Start a Fire

By LissaChan

Rating: R for language and violence

Warning(s): Foul language, violence, some appearances of blood, m/m smut, OOC

Disclaimer: I do not own "Stand up", Trapt does, love’em very much I do.

A/N: I seriously need to stop reusing some nicknames F-Stop uses, but these are different stories, right? *sigh* I tried to make up some at least in this one. Oh, and F-Stop knows about Richie being Gear.

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Richie’s POV

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Why doesn’t he let this go? Why does he have to go at this like some news reporter? What right does he have to judge me like some fucking God?

Why don't you let me be?

Leave me alone

You start a fire inside

That I can never control…

You wanna see a reaction?

It’s during lunch he decides to harass my friends and me, only he doesn’t know about the hard training me and Virgil had to endure under a certain Bat’s wing.

Come on and cut me down

You got as far as I'll go

Now you're crossing the line

And I am letting you know…

Well here’s your reaction

F-Stop’s just a thorn in my spine now.

Stand up

I have had enough

Before I know it I’m over him. His lower lip is bleeding and there’s blood smeared on my right-hand-knuckles.

Walk away

Before I finish what you started

Face to face

I will push you in your place

I back up to allow him to stand.

He checks out the damage I did to his pretty face, and he actually spits at me.

End this game

Before I finish what you started

Face to face

Everything will change

"Faggot."

"Better a faggot than a lie like you, Hypocrite."

You planted the seed

How my anger has grown

I got a feeling inside

That I can't seem to control…

You wanna see a reaction?

"You take that back, cocksucker." His eyes are blazed with fury.

I just smile bitter at him. "You offering?"

Come on and cut me down

You got as far as I'll go

Now you're crossing the line

And I am letting you know…

Well here's your reaction

He’s at me again; fists ready for my face and stomach. I take one to the chin before I grab the other and knee him right in the gut. He falls to the side, wheezing.

Stand up

I have had enough

Virgil has a hilariously shocked look on his face as I go to him and Daisy, and she nags at me about fighting back. Frieda looks impressed.

Walk away

Before I finish what you started

Face to face

I will push you in your place

Her loss, she had her chance.

End this game

Before I finish what you started

Face to face…

Everything will change

The following night we’re at it again, only this time I’m Gear and he’s Hotstreak. Fists fly, kicks are launched, blows are received and we’re evenly matched. I’m in just as much pain and covered in bruises as he is. My visor is long gone; due to he melted the plastic with a fireball, almost fusing said-plastic to my face if I didn’t take it off.

After insult

("Ball washer")

After insult

("Ass licker")

After insult

("Tranny")

After insult

("Instead of popping cherries, you’re packing fudge")

After insult

("Dirty faggot")

After insult

("What dress size are you, anyway, girly boy?")

After insult

("Pussy")

After insult,

After insult,

After insult!

He fires a ball of flame at me as a distraction. I only realize it was a distraction when he has me pinned against the wall of a random building.

Stand up

I have had enough

I quickly outmaneuver him and have him pinned to the wall now. I can look into those eyes of fury that only he can possess and smell the sweaty yet still cologne-filled aroma that is him also. Both things drive me absolutely wild, making me lose my mind in an instant.

Walk away

Before I finish what you started

Face to face

I will push you in your place

He’s squirming against me but I have myself positioned just over his body so that’s all he can do. His incessant rubbing snaps my last thread of control.

End this game

Before I finish what you started

Face to face

Everything will change

I’m kissing him, hard. He makes these cute whimpers against my lips as I roughly bite his lips and pry them apart with my tongue, thoroughly enjoying the taste of apple-flavored candy on his tongue until he bites me.

(Walk away)

Everything will change

(End this game)

A sharp intake of breath escapes me and I pull away to look into eyes full of desire. I taste a faint hint of blood. His or mine I can’t tell, because his busted lip is bleeding again. Then I become aware of his awakened member prodding against my left hip.

You wanna see a reaction?

(You wanna see a reaction?)

You wanna see a reaction?

"Hypocrite."

"Shut up and kiss me, Foley." But he does so before I can even react.

Well stand up

THE END

Yay, Richie’s the Seme!! Yay, F-Stop’s taking it!!