*Gerard's Point of View*
"Dude, my brother has such a crush on Frankie, he doesn't like you." I jabbed Ray in the side, as he drove. He furrowed his brow and tugged my hair, "Ouch!" I squeaked, grabbing his arm, "I'm going to maul you!" I told him. He pulled into the driveway and I attacked him.
Mikey tapped on the window of the car, "Hey guys, can Frank and I have the ground floor while you two go fuck in the basement?" He said, "Whoops, I mean go fuck around..." He chuckled, and Frank waved awkwardly from behind him.
Something connected in my mind, I couldn't let Frank tell my brother about what had happened. I got off of Ray, and smiled at Mikey, "How about you take Ray up to your room and show him your comic book collection, Ray loves that kind of gay shit." I told him, "I can show Frank my records..."
Frank paled, and I could see that Mikey was about to protest, but Ray jumped on the idea, "Come on Mikes, it'll be fun!" He said, getting out of the car, and clapping Mikey on the back. Mikey nodded slowly, and glanced at Frank before leading Ray inside.
"So, Frank..." I said awkwardly. "Wanna come see my record collection?" I asked.
"Are you going to fuck me, or fuck me up." Frank replied crossly.
"I uh... I told Ray something earlier, before I punched you in the nose..." I muttered.
"Oh yeah? And what was that?" He growled, opening the car door.
"I told him about a crush that I may have had for a little bit..." I muttered.
"That girl, Lyn-z you hang out with all the time?" He asked.
I grabbed the front of his shirt, "You cannot tell anyone, I can not express that enough." I growled in his face. He nodded, looking scared out of his mind. "Stop being such a wimp." I added before pushing him against the dashboard and kissing him deeply. He squeaked in alarm, and braced his hands on my chest.
I pulled away gently, and looked at my feet, "Do you want to come see my record collection or not?" I asked.
"S-sure..." He looked a bit flustered.
"Your nose is bleeding." I pointed out.
"YOU PROBABLY BROKE IT AT LUNCH!" He shrieked.
I laughed a little, and wiped the blood away with my sleeve, "It doesn't look broken." I told him, getting out of Ray's car.
"Fine..." He muttered shoving his hands in his pockets. He followed me out of the car and into the house. "You haven't answered my question." He pointed out as he kicked off his shoes. He was chewing on his lip a little.
"Stop eating yourself, you aren't a zombie." I said, pushing my fingers against his mouth. "It's time for my payback..." He looked alarmed when I grabbed him and tugged him downstairs to my basement room, and practically threw him on the bed. "I'm going to make you scream, child." I smirked as he looked up with me with fear and wonder in his eyes.
"Shouldn't we be quiet?" He whispered.
"Ray and Mikey can deal."

*Ray's Point of View*
"So, Gerard is totally crushing on your friend." I blurted out, feeling extremely awkward. I immediately regretted telling Mikey. "He said that he was over the other night and that..." I trailed off.
"OH MY GOD, THAT WAS FRANK?" Mikey shouted. He seemed a little angry. "That little..." He shook his head, and tackled me, "Why does my brother tell you these things?" He was straddling me, so the question didn't process right away.
"I... huh?" I murmured, staring up at him.
"Ray? Did you hear me?" Mikey put his hands on my chest, staring down at me, "Why does my brother tell you these things over me? His trustworthy little brother over his big haired, big mouthed friend!" He hit his fist against my chest.
"Mikey, do you realize what you're doing right now?" I asked awkwardly, regaining my senses after a moment.
"Yes. I can feel what I'm doing through your jeans." He replied.
I shoved him off, "You little demon."
Mikey looked at me with puppy dog eyes, "I thought you liked me..?" He said, pressing his hands on my chest.
"Yes, Mikey. I do. But I don't want to be a way for you to get back at your brother fucking your best friend." I said rather bitterly.
He wrapped his leg between mine, and rubbed his knee against my crotch a little. "M-Mikey. Stop it!"
"But Ray..." He frowned at me. "But Ray, I'm being sincere when I say this; You are an attractive man, and I like Frank, sure, but he is obviously smitten with my brother, so I figured why not move on..." He grabbed my shoulder and looked me in the eye, "I'm not trying to get back at anyone." He tried to assure me.
"Mikey. Promise."
"Ray, I promise..."
"Fine." I caved and I kissed him roughly.
He kissed me back with equal force, grabbing my hair, and there was a lot to grab, because I have my wicked fro.
I pulled away when I heard shouting.
"You're a dick!!"
"Frank, wait!"
"Just shut up! You can't act like you don't know me, you can't treat me like shit, you can't pretend like nothing happened between us, you can't punch me in the nose, and then expect me to crawl back in bed with you! You can't FUCKING DO THAT!"
"It's not like that!"
I sighed, "We should go check on them.... maybe you could talk to Frank..?" I questioned. Mikey sighed and stood up, nodding.
We ran down stairs, and I grabbed Gerard who had burst into tears. Mikey ran after Frank, who had stormed out.
"Gerard, what happened?" I asked, holding Gerard close to me.
"He hates me Ray! He hates me and I don't blame him! I was so awful to him!" He bawled, "He'll never forgive me!"
"It's going to be fine, Gerard..." I tried to assure him.

*Mikey's Point of View*
I ran after Frank, "Frankie, wait up!" I shouted, but he didn't stop until I tackled him into the grass in my front lawn. "Just talk to me! What the hell happened back there?" I shouted, holding him down.
"I realized that I really like your brother, and I don't want to be treated like shit!" He shouted, pounding on my chest. "I want to like someone who will love me back, like you, but no! I had to go and fall for you jackass brother!"
That hurt and made me feel good at the same time, "I've got an idea. Stand up." I said, smiling, "I'm trying my hand at dating Ray, so I'm not hitting on you or anything when I do this, but just come inside."
He nodded slowly, staring at me with pure skepticism in his gaze. He got up and followed me inside, where I pulled him into a deep kiss.
I felt my brothers jealous eyes burning into the back of my skull. Frank cautiously kissed me back, and then I felt a hand on the back of my shirt. Gerard tugged me back and onto my ass. "Gerard! Calm down!" Ray shouted, as my brother straddled me and began to lay into me. Frank grabbed the back of his shirt and jerked him off.
"Gerard, unless you have anything to say to me, then I'm leaving." He said crossly. Ray just stared at me dumbly.
"Come back upstairs." I mouthed.
He sighed, but nodded, reluctantly.
We both went back upstairs and I sat down on my bed, "I needed them to stop fighting." I told him frowning.
"Promise?"
"Promise." I nodded and then grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the bed, "Now, where were we?"
Ray laughed a little and pushed me down on the duvet, crashing his lips against mine, his hands on my waist, mine going to his frizzy hair.
"Have you ever actually kissed anyone before? I mean besides the kiss you just shared with Frank..." He asked against my lips.
"No."

*Frank's Point of View*
Mikey grabbed me a kissed me rather roughly, but he had told me not to freak out, so I cautiously kissed him back. A moment later, he was tugged away from me by Gerard, who threw him to the ground before starting to lay into him.
"Gerard! Calm down!" Ray shouted.
I grabbed the back of Gerard's shirt and pulled him to his feet. "Gerard," I began, crossing my arms, "Unless you have anything to say to me, then I'm leaving." My tone was sharper then I intended it to be.
Ray and Mikey retreated upstairs, leaving Gerard and I alone.
"Look, Frank... I'm sorry... I don't know what you want me to do." He said, tugging at his hair, "Do you want me to ask you out? Make our affair public? Because I will."
"What affair, Gerard?!" I shouted, "We're not dating unless you actually make a move to date me." I said.
He grabbed me, "Frank. Go out with me."
"No."
"What do you want? Should I get down on one knee and get you a fucking ring?" He shouted. "What will get you to say yes?"
I sighed, folding my arms, saying nothing.
I widened my eyes when he got to one knee in front of me and grabbed my hand, "Frankie, please go out with me?"
I giggled a little, but still I said, "No."
He growled, "Fine! But I'll get you. I promise!" He said, letting go of my hands. "I promise I will." He smirked at me as he stood up. "You'll see."

Notes

Who doesn't love a bit of Rikey!

I sure as hell do <3 I adore it!

But not as much as I adore Frerard.

But I thought a bit of Rikey was necessary.

I might to Brydon after a bit as well.

Or maybe a bit of Patrick and Ryan...

Or maybe Gerard will do something wrong, and I can include Frikey.

Or my personal favorite, Frank and Ryan. I don't know though.

In other news, my roommate just dumped a bottle of vodka over my arm because I accidentally cut myself, and we didn't have any disinfectant, so she dumped vodka on my arm. Yaay.