Frank's POV. Today went by pretty smoothly

Today went by pretty smoothly. I yelled at Gerard a couple of times, tattooed the word 'motherfucker' along some guy's arm and then fought crime with my boyfriend. It wasn't until we were sitting on top of the Empire State building that I asked him out.

"On Saturday night, I'd like to take you somewhere. Just you and me, in our costumes, watching a movie at the cinema and then coming back to my place for the night. Waddaya say?" I asked my boyfriend. He looked at me.

"You're inviting me to your place again?" he asked me. I nodded.

"Yeah, I think I'll be ready by then," I informed him. He smiled at me.

"Really?" he asked. I nodded.

"Yeah."

My happiness wasn't squashed until the next day at lunch time when I was outside having a smoke. Gerard came outside and turned away from me lighting up a cigarette. He then stood there, puffing away.

"Where do you get off?" he asked me.

"Huh?" I asked, shocked that he was picking a fight with me. Usually, it's the other way around.

"I fucking saw you walk suspiciously past my apartment block today and yesterday. Were you waiting for my brother to come outside so that you could jump him?" he asked me. I'd taken to walking outside The Dark Ninja's apartment recently because I wanted to catch a glimpse of him.

"What? No," I replied. Suddenly something clicked. If Gerard and Mikey lived in that apartment block, then Mikey had to be The Dark Ninja. He must've thought that Gerard was straight. I have no idea why Gerard hadn't told him. Maybe the family was homophobic. I wonder if he'd told Gerard that he was gay? He probably had considering the picture of The Skeleton and The Dark Ninja on the wall of their house and the fact that Gerard knew he was gay. But you know, maybe Gerard didn't want to tell his family that he was gay because if his family was anything like mine, you're expected to marry some woman and pop out a billion and a half babies. Considering Mikey was already gay, Gerard probably didn't want to be a disgrace to his family. Fucking coward.

"Maybe you should tell your family that you're gay," I interjected without thinking.

"Excuse me? Who I choose to tell about my sexuality is none of your business. You try growing up with homophobic parents. Maybe then you'll understand why I never told them. How'd you find out my family don't know, anyway? You been spying on me? Fucking stalker!" he exclaimed, stepping his cigarette out before walking back into the shop.

So Mikey was The Dark Ninja after all.

I was now a little apprehensive about Saturday. I mean, the last time I'd come face to face with Mikey Way without our superhero costumes on, he'd embarrassed me. Sure, he didn't know who I was, but he sure as hell knew what Gerard thought of me. He thought I was an asshole. What if Mikey Way rejected me because of his brother? I needed to talk to The Dark Ninja about this.

That evening after we'd fought crime, I decided to talk to him about it.

"Ninja boy," I began.

"Mm?" he replied.

"On Saturday, when we reveal who we are, what if you don't like me?" I asked him.

"Huh?" he asked.

"What if you don't like the look of me or you think I'm an arrogant prick?" I asked him.

"Well for starters, I know that you're not an arrogant prick. You're the sweetest, kindest guy that I've ever met. And you could look like Shrek under that mask and I wouldn't care," he answered, making me grin.

"Really?" I asked him.

"Really really," he replied in a bad Scottish accent, quoting Shrek and making me piss myself laughing.

"Did you ever wonder if maybe we've met before?" I asked him.

"No. Why? You think we've met?" he asked me.

"Not sure. I've gotten a lot of tattoos from Garry's Tattoo Parlor around the corner from your apartment block. You ever been in there?" I asked him. His eyes widened.

"Uh, maybe once or twice. Just to meet a friend who works there," he informed me, looking uncomfortable. Oh man, it was totally Mikey under that mask.

"Well maybe we have seen each other and we just don't know it," I said. He chuckled.

"Yeah maybe," he replied.

God, just 2 more days. The suspense and nerves were starting to get worse.