Boku No Pico

A/N: Hey Everyone!
So the first part of Friend's to Lovers draws to a close. Hope you enjoyed this and will look for the next part of the series, which will have a different ship all together. ^-^
Oh and Baka is idiot in Japanese. It is used both to insult and look upon someone fondly. You tell me which one it is here. ^0^
Enjoy guys!

***Time Stamp: Two Weeks Later***

Ray looked over at the boy sleeping on his chest. His soft chestnut hair falling around his shoulders lightly. He kissed the top of his head and continued to smoke his cigarette. Mikey awoke with a stretch and a yawn, a small squeak escaping his lips.

"Hi. How long did I sleep?"

"Not long baby. I called Gee and told him that you got tired from playing and decided to take a nap."

Ray inhaled the cigarette and turned his head, blowing the smoke away from the boy.

Mikey shifted so he was facing Ray.

"Ray, can I ask you something?"

"Sure baby, what's up?"

Mikey looked down, a little scared of the answer he'd receive.

"Ray…w-what are we?"

Ray looked at the boy. What were they? What were they? Ray didn't know how to answer that. He knew that he was leaving soon and they would have to deal with that. Still, what were they?

"Mikey..."

"I mean.."

Mikey cut in.

"If we could be anything, friends, boyfriends, lovers… soul mates..."

He looked up.

"…what would you choose and what are we now?"

"You know for a child, you certainly ask a lot of questions."

Ray meant it as a joke and went to ruffle the boy's hair, but he moved away quickly with a frown and Ray realized he made a terrible mistake.

"I trust you to take care of my brother the same as I would."

"I'm not a child!"

Mikey pouted, crossing his arms over his chest and stomping his foot lightly.

"I don't need taking care of Gee!"

"Mikey...I didn't mean..."

"No no!"

Mikey huffed, getting out of the bed and grabbing his clothes.

"I understand completely. You want to sleep with me, but you don't want me, right?"

“Mikey!”

The boy was fast. By the time Ray got out of the bed, he was gone. Ray pulled on his clothing and ran out the door. He ran onto the streets looking left and right.

“Mikey!”

He ran up and down his street calling for the boy.



“Fuck this!”

Ray jumped in his car and started to drive. He went through the town searching, looking in alleys and in store windows. Nothing. He drove to the Tavern.



“Gerard have you seen…”



*crack*

Ray’s face met with Gerard’s fist.

“What did you do to him?!”

Gerard grabbed Ray’s shirt and pulled his fist back again.

“I-I-I didn’t do a-a-anything! I called him a child m-making a joke and he ran o-off!”

It Mikey hadn’t told his brother about their affair, he was not going to.

Gerard looked at Ray and then let go of him.

“He has never been this upset before. I thought you hurt him.”

Gerard went to the bar and grabbed some ice wrapping it in a towel.



“Here.”

Ray took the towel and pressed it to his nose. He sat down and Gerard gave him a beer. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

“Look, I know he doesn’t act like it sometimes, but in some ways Mikey is quite grown up. It is hard to believe when he leaves this summer he will be turning 16. He is growing up so fast.”



Ray sips the beer and just listens.



“He is still my baby brother and I worry about him. I worry that someone will see him as that child and take advantage of him.”

Ray thought about everything that he and Mikey had done and how Mikey agreed to it all.

“I would never do that Gee, you know that.”



“I do and I am sorry I over reacted. Look when he wakes up, I will talk with him okay?”

“Sure Gee.”

Ray took that as his signal that the convo was over. He gave back the towel and left.

***Time Stamp: One Month Later***

He had not seen Mikey and he stopped seeing Gerard. Mostly Ray saw the bottom of the glasses at the bars he frequented since he was avoiding Gerard’s tavern. He still had the phone call on voice mail.



”So I talked to Mikey and man, I’m sorry, but he just doesn’t want to see you, but we can still hang out. I mean he won’t be here much longer so…yeah. Later.”

Since then Ray just avoided them both.

It was a beautiful sunset, but now it was over...much like his wallow in misery. Ray decided to be smart and walk home from the bar. He passed by the park near the ocean and remembered the first time he saw...

"Mikey..."

The boy...and he looked very much like one now, was sitting on the wall staring at the ocean.

Mikey looked up, his eyes wide.

"Ray?"

"Mikey, your hair..."

Mikey ran his fingers through his short cropped hair.

"I wanted a change. I didn't want to look like a girl anymore."

"Mikey, you never looked like a girl, you looked like you."

"But you liked me looking like a girl…didn't you."

"No Mikey, I liked you for you

"But, but the dressthe panties?"

Mikey turned scarlet at the memory.

"I said you looked pretty in them. You Mikey, made the clothing look pretty. You were always pretty."

"But I'm a boy! Boys aren't supposed to be pretty, are they?"

"Why not?"

Ray wanted to go to the boy and assure him with physical contact, but he did not know if he had permission.

Mikey bushed even deeper.

"R-Really?"

"Yes baby, really."

Mikey rolled his eyes and smiled softly.

"Baka."

Ray knew at that point he was forgiven. Mikey kicked his legs out and jumped down from the wall, before walking over to Ray and hesitantly taking his hand.

"So, you wanna go walk on the sand?"

He smiled up at Ray.

"I think there's ice cream down the beach."

He grinned, a light blush coloring his cheeks.

Ray laughed.

"Of course baby, let's go."

Ray finished his ice cream cone as he watched the moon's reflection off of the water. The beach was long deserted now, but Mikey wanted to stay.

"I like it here Ray. It's so pretty."

"Yeah, it really is."

Mikey looked sideways at Ray, and bit his lip.

"Not as pretty as me though, right?"

"Nothing is as pretty as you baby."

Mikey smiled shyly.

"Ray?"

"Yeah baby?"

"I.."

He blushed darkly, looking down.

"I was wondering i-if you s-still had that…that dress?"

Ray was surprised. Of course he still had it. It was covered in plastic to preserve Mikey's scent.

"Y-Y-Yeah, I do."

Mikey smiled.

"Cos I kinda liked it."

Ray turned to the boy. The one he got to know over the last few weeks. The one he shared his heart and bed with.

"I love you Mikey."

Mikey's face split into a massive grin and his eyes lit up.

"You, you do?"

"Yeah I do."

Ray got down on his knee in the sand in front of the boy.

"Look, I am not going to pretend that we are soulmates, but we are friends and right now you are my lover and I love you for it. I know you will go back to school and find someone that you want to spend your life with and when that day comes I will be happy for you. All we ever have is the here and now, so let’s make the most of it...okay?"

Mikey pondered this for a moment. Ray was likely right. He probably would meet someone his own age someday, but there was nothing wrong with making the most of the time he had with Ray now, right?

"Okay…"

Mikey smiled after a minute.

"…I can live with that. So why don't we go back to yours, and make sure that dress still fits me, huh?!"

Ray stood up and took the boy into his arms. He lifted Mikey's face carefully.

"I think that can be arranged."

Mikey grinned and kissed Ray's lips.

"Good! Then what are we still doing stood here, let's go!"

Ray laughed and scooped out the boy. He carried him to the car and they drove off.

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