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Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, You can't see me	By : freakXshowX06 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Linkin Park Views: 1217 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Linkin Park. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, You can't see me, But I can see you!
Author: freakXshowX80
Archived: LPfiction.com and 3-F: FanFictionForum
Summary: Chester is getting gifts and letters from a secret admiror, but can't figure out who! At first he thinks it's Mike because of the way Mike jokes, then he believes it's Phoenix because he had a dream about his admiror being Phoenix. And then all hell breaks loose with a phone call
Rating : NC-17; slash M/M, H/C
Pairings: Chester and Mike and implied Joe/Rob
Feedback: Any feedback at all is appreciated. Your choice!!
Characters: All the boys of Linkin Park, plus Samantha: OC John who is a the ring-leader bad guy + 2 of his "cronies"
Disclaimer: “I don’t own Linkin Park or Samantha. I wish I owned Chester, but I don't. Everything written in this story is fake, fiction, just a figment of my imagination. If it did happen, I sure as hell don't know about it!! Secondly, I make no money off this. I do this for my own enteratainment and hopefully yours.

'Roses are Red'

"Dude, you got another package!" Brad said enthusiastically.

Everyone turned to look at me and my latest "gift". At first it was kind of fun. All sorts of presents like candy and sweet cards and teddy bears. But now, it's just getting old.

"Ches, Ches! Are you alright? We're all awaiting to see what your admiror sent you this week. Open it already, sexy boy!" Mike said, teasing me the way he always does. He always seems too interested in seeing what I've received.

"Hey! Back off, will ya! I'm opening it already." I said in a rather impatient voice.

I clear my voice so everyone pays attention to what the card says. I stare at the words, rather confused. Three little words is all there is. Nothing more. Apparently I looked confused, because Mike sits down next to me with that genuinely concerned look on his beautiful face. He takes my hands in his.

"Chaz, you're shaking. What does the card say? Here, let me read it." Mikes says with a tone of finality.

He took it and read it aloud: "Roses are Red.....". "Maybe they forgot to finish it. Or your secret admiror is just stupid." And with that, everyone began laughing. I couldn't help but have an ominous feeling about this. This card was different than all the rest. Something was definitely wrong.

I woke up sometime around 1:30am in a sweat. The nightmare already fading from memory. I crept downstairs to get a glass of milk to calm myself down. Mike was up, apparently doing the same thing. He looked gorgeous in his low-riding pajama bottoms and no shirt. He had that natural tan, and flaming red hair. But the things I noticed most were his beautiful and soulful eyes and that warm and inviting smile. Which I found astonishing at 1:30 in the morning. We chatted for a while, before he went back to bed. I sat at the kitchen table, immersed in my own thoughts, when I looked up at the clock. It read 2:45! How time flies when you're thinking of the one you love.

I slowly made my way upstairs, and as I finally made it into my room, I saw a shadow outside my room, on a branch in the tree near my window. Someone was peeking in on me. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. That was it.

"I've gotten myself all worked up over that stupid card, and now I'm paranoid thinking something is going to happen." I told myself

When I opened my eyes, Mike was standing above me screaming at me that I was going to be late. As I stood up, I glanced at the clock and it read 9:58. We were supposed to be meeting with our management team at 10:30 and it was at least a half hour drive! The previous evening had already escaped my mind as I quickly dressed and ran downstairs to drive with Mike.

"Chaz, did you sleep alright? You look really beat." Mike said, with a touch of concern in his voice.

I looked over at him, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel in time with the music on the radio. How could a man look that gorgeous? Shouldn't that be illegal? I began to stare out the window, my thoughts wandering. After what seemed like an eternity, we arrived at the studio for our meeting. Everyone said their hellos and shook hands. My mind had began going over the events of last night, so I wasn't really paying attention to anything else. I finally heard Joe screaming at me to pay attention and then Mike took me by my arm and we left. He seemed a little pissed at me.

"Chester, we've been friends a long time. What the hell is wrong with you? It's not like you to be late. And it's really not like you to not pay attention in meetings. I'm you're friend Chester, please talk to me." Mike said

"Listen, I'm fine. Really. It's just I've got a lot on my mind right now." I said.

"Alright, we're going back to the house. The guys are gonna meet us there. Everyone is going out tonight, but I think I'm going to stay home. Catch a movie or something" Mike said, almost to himself

Once home, I went quickly up to my room. I picked up yesterday's letter and re-read it. What could it mean? Did I really see someone outside my bedroom window last night? I didn't realize Mike had been standing at my doorway for a while before he started making noises to get my attention. By the time I looked in his direction, he had taken off the towel he had wrapped around his waist before heading off to his shower and was standing there with a huge smile upon his face stark naked. Damn what a sight!

"And just what do you want you fuckin' pervert?" I asked with a sarcastic voice

"I have been trying to get your attention for the last 15 minutes. What's so great in outer space that you completely tuned me out?" He said, feigning hurt feelings

The downstairs slammed shut and the voices of our four other bandmates could be heard radiating throughout the house. Mike left my room and continued to the bathroom. I had only taken my shirt off when I noticed Joe standing at my doorway. He said nothing to me, but the look on his face said it all. He was very, very angry with me. He left my room and made his way to his own room. I decided to make my way downstairs and grab a bite to eat. Nobody else seemed to share Joe's feelings toward me, thank God.

"Hey, guess what Chaz! You've got another letter. Open it up! Open it up!" Brad jumped up excitedly

I picked up the letter and read the only line: "Violets are Blue"

Another mysterious letter. Just what I need right now. As if my relationship with the band wasn't strained enough. I wasn't writing good lyrics, getting along with Joe was getting harder and harder, and now these stupid letters. What next??? I needed to talk to Mike.
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