Frank's POV. The end of the day was near and that meant Mikey was coming

The end of the day was near and that meant Mikey was coming. I was so sure he was The Dark Ninja now. His eye-liner clad eyes were exactly like the ones I'd fallen in love with. Although this time, when I met him, I was going to charm him. I was gonna make him think that Gerard was some dumbass for hating me.

When I saw Mikey enter the shop, Gerard was busy tattooing a star on the arm of a girl. It was the girl's 18th birthday today, and one of the first things she'd done was go out and get a tattoo. I knew that the first tattoo was always the tattoo that everyone regretted getting, so I figured there'd be no harm in setting Gerard loose on that poor girl's arm. He was doing a great job of inking her though.

"Wow, that's so awesome!" the girl exclaimed as Gerard finished her up. "You must've tattooed heaps of people before to be that good."

"Oh, uh, yeah. I've tattooed some people," he replied, chuckling. At least he didn't let on that she was his first one. That probably would've freaked her out.

"Well when I get another one, I'll be sure to ask for you Gerard," the girl said, walking back out to the front counter to pay for it. Gerard took her money and gave her the change before saying goodbye to her. I was busy cleaning up everything. I'd made Gerard clean it every other time today, plus Mikey was here, and I wanted to give him a good impression.

"Oh, you're cleaning up?" he asked me, coming back over to me.

"Yeah. Why don't you bring Mikey over?" I suggested. A couple of minutes later, Mikey came back over with Gerard who then began to help me clean up. I turned to Mikey and smiled at him.

"Hey," I said. He nodded a hello but didn't say anything. "Look, uh, I wanna apologize for last week. I didn't mean to catch you off guard and make you uncomfortable. I thought you were someone I know who I make out with quite frequently, but usually I never really get a good glimpse of the guy, you know? So I thought you were him. I'm sorry for being such a jackass," I apologized.

"It's ok. But just for the record, never do that again. Oh and by the way, why was Gerard tattooing that girl's arm? He shouldn't be allowed near other people," Mikey joked. I giggled.

"Fuck you Mikey," Gerard yelled across the room.

"I'm training him to be a tattoo artist. He has the steady hand for it. He just needs to keep his cigarette lighter in his pocket," I explained. Mikey looked at me strangely before looking as though he understood.

"Oh, his so-called fire fetish. Yeah, you should lay off him for that. It's a disability he has," he explained to me. I remembered back to when The Dark Ninja had told me how the artist of the painting of the picture in their house had a disability.

"Gerard's disabled? What? Like Forrest Gump?" I asked.

"No. Nothing like that. It's like when someone is nervous or angry, they bite their nails. But because Gerard is different, he plays with fire," Mikey explained. "But I don't see the problem with it. I like fire," he told me. I smiled. He so had to be The Dark Ninja. Only The Dark Ninja would say that they liked fire.

My god, his eyes were beautiful. I couldn't help but stare at him. I tried to take everything about him in. His short brown hair with the faux hawk, his "The Smiths" band t-shirt. The way his shirt had ridden up when he stretched and yawned. The way I could see a trail of hair go down from his belly and disappear into his pants. Naughty Frankie!

"So you like The Smiths," I said, motioning to his shirt.

"Yup," he abruptly replied.

"I like them too. Them and the Misfits," I said.

"Oh, I love The Misfits. You like Black Flag?" he asked me.

"Hell yes," I replied, both of us grinning at one another.

"You know Gerard likes that music too. You both have a lot in common. I don't get why you're such an ass to him," Mikey replied, shocking me.

"Uh..." I trailed off. I didn't know what to say to that.

"Come on Mikey, I'm finished here. We're going home," Gerard decided.

"Oh wait, can I have your cellphone number?" I asked Mikey. I was planning on seeing if Mikey gave me the same number that The Dark Ninja had given me.

"Uh, I don't think that it's a good idea if we're friends. I mean, Gerard hates your guts. I don't wanna make him uncomfortable or anything," Mikey said. I nodded. Maybe I'd have to get Gerard to like me before I had a shot with his brother.

"Ok, sure thing. Well, it was nice talking to you Mikey," I replied.

"See ya Frank," Mikey said.

And The Dark Ninja had left the store. Tomorrow was my last day before we revealed ourselves. Tomorrow, I was gonna be nice to Gerard.