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We All Wear Masks	By : VindictiveDiva Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1385 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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And now, the secret! Sorry I delayed it for so long but I wanted it to build up a little. What's Carmine's deal? What did Alicia figure out? What did Bert already know?! It's about to be revealed so READ. BTW thanks to Little_Miss Disaster for being my sounding board. You should go read her fiction. Well, after you read this, ha ha!

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It didn’t take long for Carmine to become embroiled in touring life, and the guys of My Chemical Romance were having a hard time imagining life without him. He’d brought a lot of clothes with him, for work and play, which amused everyone but Gerard. He was thrilled about it because he loved Carmine’s style. They couldn’t share them obviously (Carmine was smaller after all) but they gave Gerard ideas for his own wardrobe.

And despite his size, Carmine was very strong. He could climb scaffolding, haul bundles of cable and moved heavy amps with ease, much to everyone’s amazement. Not only that but he seemed to know just about everything when it came to electrical wiring and sound set up. So essentially, he was an electrical genius. More interestingly, he could be graceful and regal or he could be down and dirty with the other guys. He never lost his noble air though, or at least it seemed that way to Gerard.

But the longer he was on tour, the more Gerard fell for him. And as a strange side effect, Bert became more and more distant. Gerard suspected that Bert was jealous, but he saw so little of him he didn’t get a chance to ask him about it. Gerard was pretty sure that Bert was avoiding him, but he couldn’t really prove it. He figured that Bert probably needed his space, considering it was obvious that he and Carmine had issues. Carmine had only said, “I just don’t want to talk about it.”

One night though, Carmine didn’t have a choice, and Gerard found out how painful the whole thing was. It was during a three day stretch that everyone had off. The next show, not being for a couple days, gave everyone a chance to blow off some steam. Gerard, his band mates, Brian and Carmine had all gone out to a club. The music was great, the drinks went down like water and everyone was having a good time.

Carmine and Gerard were dancing together, making out and giggling like a couple of teenagers. They hadn’t slept together yet, but they’d only been together for about four months and there was no rush. Carmine had just made a pretty good joke when Gerard spotted Bert across the club. “Carmine, listen, I need to talk to Bert real quick okay?” Gerard asked, looking at him. “It’s fine, I know you miss him. Go.” Gerard smiled and kissed Carmine, his tongue delving into his mouth. For a minute he just wanted to forget it, but he pulled away and sprinted across the dance floor.

“Bert, dude where have you been?” Gerard asked, catching his arm. “Oh, y’know, avoiding your boyfriend. Figured I was being silly so here I am.” Bert said, shrugging. “Missed having my cell mate around.” Gerard said, then grinned and hugged Bert. Bert grinned back at Gerard and said, “I got you a present.” “A present?” Gerard asked. “C’mon.” Bert took his arm and dragged him into the bathroom.

Once they’d barricaded themselves inside, Bert showed him. It was a small plastic baggy with white powder. “Aw, Bert, it’s just what I wanted.” Gerard said, then laughed. “C’mon, let’s get fucked.” Bert said, then started to measure out the cocaine. It didn’t take long to cut some lines, and Bert offered Gerard first dibs. After snorting two lines, Gerard giggled and offered the coke to Bert.

They spent the next hour getting messed up, but had to move it from the bathroom of the club to the tour bus. Carmine and the others were still in the club. “So tell me Bert… The hell happened between you and Carmine?” He asked. At that point Gerard was so fucked up he didn’t know where he was. “Carmine’s… Not who he… she… er, it says it is.” “Huh? What do you mean?” “I’ll show you later when it gets back.” “It?”

But at that moment, the door opened and Carmine stepped onto the bus, calling out, “Gerard, are you here?” “Back here baby.” Gerard replied. Carmine walked to the back where he and Bert were. “Hey guys, what’s up?” Carmine asked, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. Gerard was sitting cross legged on the floor, Bert was perching on one of the bunks. “You…” Bert said, getting to his feet. “Yeah, me. What are you guys doing in here?” “I’m getting ready to show him why we broke up.” Bert said, grabbing Carmine’s wrist. Carmine’s eyes widened. “Bert don’t do this.”

Bert pulled Carmine close and said, “Do what? Tell him the truth? That you’re not what you say you are?” “It’s between me and him Bert, it has nothing to do with you!” Carmine hissed. “It has everything to do with me!” Bert yelled, grabbing Carmine by the hair. “You’re taking my best friend away from me and he doesn’t even know who you are!” “Let go of me you rat faced bastard!” Carmine screamed.

Gerard stumbled to his feet, slurring, “Hey Bert, take it easy, that’s my boy you know.” He then looked at Carmine and giggled, he’d never seen him afraid before, and in his state it made him laugh. “That’s what you think.” Bert replied, grabbing the collar of Carmine’s button down shirt. “Let me go!” Carmine cried and Gerard raised an eyebrow as he realized his voice sounded different, more high pitched. Bert was ripping Carmine’s shirt open and he was fighting tooth and nail.

But when all was said and done, Bert ripped the shirt right off him. And Gerard was surprised to see a corset underneath. “Hey, hey Carmine, why are you wearing that?” Gerard asked, then giggled and added, “It looks girlie.” “I’ll fucking show you why!” Bert yelled, slamming Carmine into the wall. “NO!” “Shut up bitch!” Bert shouted and ripped the corset off, then shoved Carmine to the ground. Gerard blinked, Carmine wasn’t a boy, but a girl. Or a woman as it were, her breasts were fully developed. “Gerard, meet Carmela Skylar, he’s really a she.” Bert said.

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So, did you see that coming? Besides you Chrissy, I already told you. Okay so tell me what you think.
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