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Pretending	By : LittleMissDisaster Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1478 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Pretending
- 2-two
- 3-ch 3
- 4-ch 4
- 5-ch 5
- 6-ch 6
- 7-ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-ch 9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
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Ville sighed and looked at the ruined sheets in his hands. He’d liked those sheets. But he grinned when he thought about just how they had been ruined.
Davey tossed a package of sheets on the bed. They were deep blue, cotton, not silk, but he didn’t really like silk sheets. They made him slide everywhere. Ville had bitched a little, since he did like having silk sheets, but in the end, he’d given in, letting Davey have his way. He’d much rather share cotton sheets than sleep alone on silk ones.
“I feel so domestic, buying sheets.” Davey said grinning.
Ville smiled as well, balling up his old sheets and tossing them in the corner, “It’s been a long time since I’ve played house with anyone.”
Davey walked to him and hugged him, “Me too. Maybe not by your standards, but it’s been a while.”
“Hey Ville! Davey! Stop having butt sex for a little and come hang out with us!” Frank yelled from the other side of the door.
Ville shook his head. He and Davey had spent most of the day in bed, but still, “Shut the fuck up.” he said opening the door.
Frank grinned and punched Ville lightly, “Come on.”
Ville and Davey joined Frank, Roxy and Jade down on the back patio. Roxy was sitting in Jade’s lap on one of the big wicker chairs, petting his hair. Frank flopped down in another, leaving Davey and Ville the loveseat. They sat, Ville putting his arm around Davey as the shorter man curled into him.
“Hi kids.” Roxy grinned at them, “I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“You can just wipe that smirk off your face.” Ville said primly.
She laughed, “Sorry honey. I couldn’t resist.”
Ville stuck his tongue out at her.
Jade snorted a laugh, “So Dave, what’s up?”
“Oh nothing. What’s up with you?” he blinked innocently, “And by the way, I had no idea you had such a lovely falsetto.”
Jade blushed and flipped him off, “Perv.”
Frank held up his hands, “Okay, so everyone’s been getting laid but me! Can we talk about something else?”
Davey grinned at him, “Sure thing.” He sighed, “What did you tell Smith?” he asked suddenly, looking at Jade.
Jade shrugged, “That I was fine, better than ever and he should stop worrying. We went to see him earlier.”
“Yeah, and how did he take it?”
“Well, he didn’t. So I had to tell him the truth. He doesn’t know about you guys, just me, and Roxy. But he took it pretty well.”
“He was just happy you weren’t dying anymore.” Roxy said kissing his cheek, “I think that was all he was thinking about.”
Davey shook his head. It was just like Smith. He didn’t really care how things happened, as long as it did, “So did he go back to Ukiah?”
“No, he’s leaving tomorrow. He’s coming over for dinner tonight.”
“Oh. That’s cool. It’ll be nice to see him when we’re not worrying that you’re going to die.”
Ville couldn’t help himself. He laughed, “I’m sorry. It’s just funny how well you’ve adjusted.” He said when everyone looked at him like he was crazy.
“Well not everyone gets all emo when their lives change a bit.” Frank sneered.
Ville glared at him, then decided not to take the bait, “No, I suppose not.”
Everyone stared at him like he’d just sung a few bars of “I’m A Little Teapot” instead.
“What?” his eyebrows shot up.
“Nothing.” Roxy said, settling back into Jade’s lap, “Nothing at all.”
“When’s Smith supposed to get here?” Davey asked, breaking the silence.
“Around seven.”
“Any word from our arch nemesis?” Frank asked, lighting a cigarette.
Ville looked at him with a raised eyebrow, “’Arch nemesis? You’re Batman now?”
Frank grinned, clearly liking the idea, “Sure why not? The Justice League and shit. Wonder Woman, Superman, Green Lantern,” he pointed to Roxy, Jade and Davey respectively, then gestured at Ville, “Aquaman.”
Roxy burst out laughing.
Ville looked offended. He could overlook the emo comment, and a few of the other digs, but now he’d gone too far, “Aquaman!? Why the hell do I have to be Aquaman? You’re the most useless! That makes you Aquaman!”
Frank tossed his cigarette on the ground, “Fuck you!”
“I don’t want to be the Green Lantern.” Davey pouted.
“Yeah, you’re Aquaman.” Ville ignored him and narrowed his eyes at Frank and leaning forward.
Frank leaned forward as well, clasping his hands between his knees, “The hell you say!”
“Fuck off.”
Frank lunged at Ville, knocking him, Davey and the whole wicker couch over. Davey jumped up, and stood to the side as Ville put Frank in a headlock, grunting with pain as Frank landed a kidney shot. Frank squirmed out from under Ville’s arm and twisted so he was sitting on his chest with one of Ville’s legs in his arm, bent nearly to his chest.
Roxy, Jade and Davey watched them wrestle for a while until they fell off the porch and rolled around in the grass.
“I’m going to go start dinner.” She said, standing and going inside.
“I’ll help.” Jade said following.
Davey looked at Ville, who was pounding his fist into the small of Frank’s back, before going inside as well.
Frank rolled over and threw Ville off of him, grabbing his shoulders and banging his head into the ground.
“God damn it!” Ville yelled, wiping blood off the back of his head and kicking out at Frank, catching him in the chest.
“Fuck!” Frank grabbed his ankle and twisted it away, tossing Ville to the side, “You almost broke my sternum Dick Face!”
“Wimp.” Ville sat up and wiped at a big streak of dirt on his face.
“Asshole.”
“Bitch.”
“Shit head.”
“Git.”
“The fuck does that mean?” Frank looked offended anyway.
“It means you’re a weepy little bastard who fights like a girl.” Ville sneered.
“I heard that!” Roxy yelled out the open kitchen window.
“You don’t fight like a girl!” Ville yelled back, “She knows how to throw a punch.” He said to Frank.
Frank growled something unintelligible and went for Ville again. They wrestled until Roxy yelled at them.
“Okay kids! It’s time to wash up for dinner. Don’t make me come over there!” she stood on the porch with her fists on her hips, glad the only damage the two of them did was to each other.
Ville was sitting on Frank’s back. He dropped the boy’s head and grinned up at her, “Yes Mum.”
She rolled her eyes and went back inside.
Ville stood and helped Frank up, “Dibs on the shower!” he said and ran inside, leaving Ville with only a handful of dirt.
“That little prick.” He muttered and went inside.
Davey looked up at him, “You’re a fucking mess.”
“Aren’t we observant.” He went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, drinking it in one long swallow.
“Don’t get pissy at me just because Frankie beat you up.” Davey said, unperturbed.
“He did not beat me up!” Ville spluttered.
“Oh whatever.” He waved his hand, dismissing Ville’s outrage.
Ville stuck his tongue out at Davey before going into the small bathroom off the kitchen and flushing the toilet, smiling to himself at Frank’s howl.
“That’s not nice.” Roxy called from the living room.
Ville joined her, Jade and Davey where they were watching Invader Zim, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh no you don’t!” Roxy jumped up as Ville was about to lower himself down onto the couch, “You are not touching the furniture like that.”
Ville looked down at himself noticing he was absolutely covered in dirt. Twigs and leaves stuck to his clothes and were sticking out of his hair. He grinned sheepishly, “Hmm, perhaps I’ll just go use your shower then.”
“I think that would be for the best.” She nodded and sat back down.
Ville walked out of the room only to run back in when Davey shouted, “There! Right there! See him?”
“What the hell?”
Davey was standing next to the big screen pointing at the upper right hand corner. He looked over at Ville, “What?”
“What are you yelling about?” He looked from Davey to Roxy and Jade.
“A little jumpy there darling?” Roxy raised an eyebrow.
“I, um, finally found Nightmare Nny.” Davey said, pointing to the character lurking in the background on screen.
“Oh.” Ville blushed, “Carry on then.” He ran up the stairs and jumped in Roxy’s shower.

“So my brother’s a vampire.” Smith Puget said as if he’d said, “So my brother’s a Mormon.” Instead, “I’ll bet we could make an awesome sitcom out of this.”
Jade shook his head, “Right. I think they already made a really bad movie in the eighties about that.”
Roxy shook her head as well, “No, that was ‘My Best Friend’s a Vampire.’” She had seen that wonderfully awful movie on opening weekend.
“Right and it had that one guy who’s on ‘House’ now in it!” Davey slapped the table.
“Yeah.” Frank sighed, “I love that show. It’s got that hot doctor.”
Ville grinned at him, “Which one?” he fluttered his eyelashes, “The Aussie gorgeous.”
Davey smacked him lightly, “Hey!”
“You are far more gorgeous of course my love.” Ville said, leaning over to kiss his cheek.
Frank made gagging noises in harmony with Smith. Everyone was surprised when Roxy and Jade joined them.
“Honestly guys!” Jade sipped his water, “You should see them. It’s fucking disgusting how they’re always fawning over each other and making stupid kissy faces.” He explained to Smith.
“It’s not much worse than you.” Smith assured him, biting into a piece of tofu, “So if you have to, like, drink blood and stuff now, why won’t you eat meat?”
Jade shrugged. He hadn’t really thought about it.
“Because meat’s gross.” Frank chimed in, “It’s all greasy and dead.”
“It just seems a little strange.” Smith said passively, “Does this mean you’re going to quit the band?”
Jade and Davey looked at each other quickly. Neither of them had thought much about what to do with their old lives.
“No. I don’t see why I would have to. I mean since I’m going to outlive everyone, maybe I’ll just keep A.F.I. going forever.” he joked.
“Nothing is fun after a century or so of doing it.” Roxy sighed.
“Oh yeah? Tell me that in a hundred years.” He growled at her, squeezing her thigh.
“See!” Smith said disgustedly and threw his fork down.
Ville stuck his tongue out at them, “Ha! Now I insist that you cease making fun of us.”
Roxy cleared her throat, hoping the action would make her brain start working again.
“When are you coming back to the East Bay?” Smith asked Davey casually.
Davey looked at Ville quickly. Going home meant having to face his family. Of vampire hunters, “I don’t know. I’ve still got some stuff to take care of down here and then we’ll see.”
Ville squeezed his hand under the table, knowing exactly what was gong through his lover’s head.
Davey smiled at him gratefully and squeezed back.

After they had said good bye to Smith, Roxy, Frank, Jade, Davey and Ville converged in the den almost as if they’d planned it.
“We’ve got to do something about Pete fucking Wentz.” Ville growled, throwing himself down onto the couch.
Davey sat more gracefully beside him, “I know, but what? We need a plan.”
Frank folded himself on the floor where the coffee table used to be, “Plans are for wusses.”
“Right, because every time we just go after him, things end so well.” Roxy rolled her eyes at him and sat down on the arm of the couch.
Jade took the remaining spot on the couch, “We’ve got him out numbered five to one! Why don’t we just kick his fucking door in and blast the place Scarface style.”
“We tried that, and you almost got killed.” Roxy petted his hair, the memory distressing her.
“But now we’re five vampires.” He said.
“Right. He’s at least twice Ville’s age, and I hate to say it baby, but you and Davey are far too new to be of much use.”
Jade huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.
“So we need a plan.” Ville said nodding.
“I don’t want to just kill him.” Davey said, brown eyes nearly black with rage, “I want to make him suffer. I want him to die slowly and painfully and by my hand.”
“I just want him dead.” Ville said coldly, “So what’s the smartest way to do this?”
“He hasn’t been around lately.” Roxy observed.
“He was pretty badly hurt.” Ville said, “But given how fucking loony he is, I’m sure he’ll be back.”
“Alright, then what’s the plan?” Davey asked, giving Ville’s hand a quick squeeze.

Pete was to upset to make any kind of plans. He was going back for Davey, but he didn’t know how. He’d made his Davey a vampire and the ungrateful whelp still stayed with Ville. Pete snarled at the TV in his cheap motel room, tuned to some kind of Indian news program, broken by music videos of women in saris dancing around and singing in that peculiar Indian style.
Shutting it off as the latest happenings in Balliwood, Pete paced the room. What was so great about Ville anyway? Why did Davey insist on letting that inferior, Finn, take him. Ville was the one who go to show Davey all the wonderful things his new body could do. Davey was letting Ville figure out all the fun things, showing him stuff he should be showing him.
A picture from the cover of a magazine with A.F.I. on it seemed to mock Pete as he passed it on his rounds of the tiny room. He picked it up and crumpled it into a big ball.
Fine. If Davey didn’t want him, then Davey could take a flying fuck. Straight to hell. Since Pete wasn’t going to have him, he was going to make sure no one else could either.
It was going to break his heart, but Pete was going to rip Davey to pieces.

~*~i think the next chapter is going to be the last one. but who knows? it's not like i'm in control over here. thanks for reading.~*~md
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