Gerard's POV. Two weeks had just gone right by

Two weeks had just gone right by. Mom had shown up for a couple of days once Mikey had been discharged from the hospital. She'd seen his picture on the front of the newspaper and read the article about him inside and insisted that she was needed. So that meant a whole 3 days of cleaning.

Since that night, so much shit had happened. Mikey was famous. People knew where he lived and would wait outside for him to come out. Frank and I decided to leave the apartment invisibly ever since people had begun making the discovery about Mikey's residence. It prevented anyone from asking who we were. We didn't want to draw attention to the fact that Frank and I could possibly have been The Dark Ninja and The Skeleton. I mean, we were a gay couple who Mikey knew. Anyone could figure it out that we were superheroes.

The case of Bob's death had closed and Frank and I were not charged with anything as we were simply getting rid of a guy who would've received the death penalty anyway, had he been captured.

But anyway, back to Mikey. People were coming up to him on the street to take pictures with him, offering him modeling contracts and giving him presents, some for him, some to give to The Skeleton and myself. He declined all modeling contract offers, but graciously took pictures and thanked people for the presents. He had made it clear to any press that followed him around that he would no longer be a superhero and when asked about whether he had a new girlfriend, he denied everything. Him and Mimi hadn't gotten together. I'd talked to her at work and she said that she hadn't brought up the kisses Mikey had given her on the night of Bob's death. When I asked why, she said that she didn't know whether Mikey was ready to pursue a relationship yet and didn't want to seem like she was a fan girl. She didn't want it to seem like she was using him or anything, because she really genuinely liked him and wanted to wait until he was ready. I'd also spoken to Mikey who said that he really liked her but wasn't sure whether she liked him because both times when he'd kissed her, she hadn't kissed him back. To that, I told Mikey to go for it, that obviously she liked him if she spent the whole time with him while he was in hospital. He rolled his eyes at me and said, 'whatever'.

So that was where everything was at. The people at work would often ask how my brother was and were so pleased that they knew they were right once Mikey's identity was revealed to the world. In fact, I was currently at work with those guys, waiting for the end of the day to arrive. Mimi had only had a short shift today, so she'd left at lunch time. However, I was stuck going over last week's figures, making sure everything added up correctly and that we'd made a profit and not a loss. Oh the joys of being a manager. I honestly don't know how Frank did this for as long as he did. It was no wonder he used to go off at me for every little thing before we'd gotten together. This job was actually quite stressful at times.

Speaking of the time before we'd gotten together. It still feels like yesterday when I would go to work only to hate-flirt with Frank. That's what I'd decided that we used to do. I'd given it a name. We hated each other, except we were sort of flirting at the same time, almost like we liked each other all along. We were made for each other. And now we were getting married. I never thought I'd ever get married. And now I couldn't wait to go to City Hall get joined to Frank.

"Hey sexy," I heard a voice say behind me. I knew exactly who it was as I turned in my chair, seeing the most beautiful man leaning up against the door frame, his arms folded across his chest. It was one of his days off today.

"Hey," I said smiling at him as he made his way into what was once his office and was now mine.

"You know," he spoke, moving and straddling me in my chair, pecking my lips. "Everyone else is out there getting to leave this dump, yet you're still in here working," he spoke, wrapping his arms around the back of my neck.

"I have a tonne of shit to do. The owner wants me to go over these numbers from last week to check that they add up," I explained. Frank let out a small giggle.

"What?" I asked him. He smirked at me.

"I used to only pretend I checked that shit. The owner goes over it again anyways. And if he found mistakes that I hadn't picked up, I just used to be all 'Whoops, I guess I'm not too good at math'," he spoke, making me chuckle.

"So," he spoke, leaning in, his lips almost touching mine. I could feel his warm breath radiate onto my lips. "How about we blow this joint and go home for a little something that I like to call 'sexy time'?" he asked, making me smirk as I closed the gap between us. Our lips moved against one another's, our tongues exploring each other's mouths as we frequently emitted moans.

"Whoa!" one of the employees said at the door, making Frank and I pull away from one another. We looked over to see who it was.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, but I thought you'd like to know that everyone's leaving," the guy said.

"That's cool. I'm about to leave too," I spoke as Frank moved off of me and stood beside me as I shut the folder containing the figures. "All done," I said, smirking at Frank who was smirking at me.

Frank took my hand as I closed the tattoo parlor. The owner wasn't coming in this afternoon. He decided to come in the morning instead. Once the parlor was locked and the security alarm was set, Frank and I walked hand in hand back to the apartment.

"Oh wow, we got some mail," Frank said, looking through our apartment's mail slot. "Whatever this is, it's huge!" he said, pulling out a massive envelope addressed to me. I opened the envelope to see what was inside. It was a bunch of papers. I looked at the first sheet of paper and read what was on it.

"Dear Mr. Way,

We are proud to inform you that you have been accepted into our company. Contained are forms for you to fill out and return prior to your first day of employment. To arrange a time to commence your employment please give our secretary a call..."

"Oh my god! You got the job!" Frank exclaimed, jumping up on me and wrapping his legs around my waist as his lips collided with mine. The day after Bob's death, I'd taken a 'sick day' from work. The owner knew perfectly well why I was away from work as he'd heard the news. I had decided to spend that day making my application and portfolio for the job which I knew I probably wouldn't get. Five days later, I received a call from them asking me to come in for an interview. Frank was so excited for me and decided that we'd spend the next few nights having practice interviews. The first night was just normal job-oriented questions. The second night was also normal job oriented questions, but then it turned into questions about what I liked having done to me in bed. I didn't mind it. At least he found out a few things to try out on me in bed. Anyway, I nervously went into the interview and even though Frank had prepared me so well for it, I still wasn't sure whether I'd done very well in the interview. But I must've if I'd gotten the job. I was so ecstatic right now.

"Now you never have to work in that dump again!" Frank exclaimed.

"I will for two weeks..." I pointed out. "I have to hand in my notice and train someone else to be the manager before I can walk out of there."

"So. Two more weeks in that dump and then you're an artist, doing shit you love!" Frank exclaimed excitedly. "Come on, let's go tell Mikey!"

We quickly entered the apartment building, quickly climbing the stairs to our apartment. Frank unlocked the door and let us in, only for us to see Mikey on the couch with Mimi laying on top of him, both of them making out furiously. Whoa!

"Oh my god! It's about fucking time you both got together!" Frank exclaimed, both of them breaking away from kissing each other and looking over at my fiancé. Both of them had gone red in the face.

"So, did you both only just get together?" Frank asked, pulling me over with him to sit on the other couch.

"Yeah. We got together about five minutes ago when I took Gerard's advice and told Mimi how I felt about her. Apparently she feels exactly the same," Mikey spoke.

"No shit!" Frank exclaimed, giggling. "Well guess what?! Gerard also has some news," Frank said, putting me on the spot.

"I uh-- I got the job at that comic book company," I said. I watched Mikey's and Mimi's faces light up as they began grinning.

"That is so awesome!" Mikey exclaimed. "I'd hug you right now, except my new fantastic girlfriend is laying on top of me and I don't think you want to be hugged considering what her lower half is currently covering," he spoke, making me scrunch up my nose.

"That's nice. But just a heads up, Gerard and I are now going to go and celebrate his new job, so you can stay here or if you don't want to hear us, then you can leave. It's up to you," Frank said.

"Give us five minutes and we're gone," Mikey immediately said, making me giggle. As Mikey rushed back to his room, using Mimi to conceal his lower half, Frank moved so that he was straddling me on the couch.

"You know, now that Mikey's all happy with Mimi, it means that we can sometimes have the apartment to ourselves again. And that means that we can have sex as loud as we want!" Frank exclaimed, making me chuckle before he leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back and we kept giving one another short kisses until Mikey interrupted us.

"Please don't start until we leave. I don't want to see anything nasty!" Mikey exclaimed, grabbing his new girlfriend's hand as Frank and I laughed on the couch.

Less than a minute later, Frank and I were making out furiously, trying to walk back to our bedroom, but not without some difficulty. We kept wanting to touch one another's bodies. Name a body part, chances are our hands roamed there. Occasionally, we'd pin one another to to wall in the hallway on the way to the room, just so that we could touch one another. We'd bump into furniture, our lips staying connected, moans being emitted from one another's throats.

Finally, after a massive struggle, we made it to the bed and Frank pulled me down on top of him as we continued to make out, our lower halves now moving together as we began to grind our crotches into one another.

"Mmm. Frankie," I moaned, causing him to groan inaudibly. It actually sounded a little like a roar. It was hot.

"You know," Frank breathed out. Our grinding was getting quite heated. "I am glad Mikey is finally with Mimi," he said.

"And why's that?" I replied as I suddenly stopped grinding into him and straddled him, pulling at his shirt and letting him know that it needed to come off.

"Because. Ever since Erica died, I've seen how worried you've been over Mikey," he said as I pulled his shirt off. Immediately I moved down and began to kiss his chest, making him groan once more.

"And now that he's happy again, there's less for you to worry over and you can be more relaxed," Frank explained as I began to undo his pants.

"Well I'm already more relaxed knowing that I can be as loud as I want when I fuck your brains out," I said to him as he lifted his hips up and let me remove his jeans. He giggled.

"You know, you're a little too overdressed," Frank pointed out.

"So are you," I said, my hands moving to his boxers, pulling them down. "That's better," I stated as Frank's hands moved to remove my t-shirt. Once he'd managed to pull my t-shirt over my head, he threw it aside, making it land go knows where as his hands moved straight to my torso. He ran his hands up and down my chest, his fingers touching me very lightly, causing goosebumps to appear on my skin. His hands then moved down to my jean-clad package, which he grabbed, making me exhale loudly. He began to palm me through my pants as I thrust into his hand. It felt so good. But it would feel even better when I felt him all around me.

After a short while, his hands undid my pants and I got off of him so that I could pull them down, along with my boxers. Joining him back on the bed, both of us naked, my hand went straight for his equipment. I began pumping him, his back arching a little as I gave him some pleasure. With my free hand, I went into my top drawer of my nightstand and pulled out a condom and lube, placing them on top of him. He grabbed the condom and ripped open the packet, before grabbing me by my cock and pulling me closer to him. Upon contact with his hand, I let go of his woody as I closed my eyes. He rolled the condom on me expertly as he quickly squirted some lube onto my cock and began to pump me. I then took the lube off him as I moved a little down the bed. Frank's flexibility made this next part easy as he spread his legs very wide and angled his lower half slightly upwards, granting me an easy entry. I squirted some lube inside of him and squirted some on my fingers as I moved them around inside him, lubricating him well. I was planning on going a little rougher today than usual. Frank had expressed how he sometimes liked it rough. And so rough was what he was gonna get.

I removed my fingers and replaced them with my very hard, very sore cock. I moved so that I was laying above him, my hands on either side of his head so that it kinda looked like I was doing a push up above him. I leaned down to kiss him as I began to move. The first few minutes was just me setting up the pace and hunting for his prostate, which proved easy to find, but hard to jackhammer away at. I changed my angling a little so that I hit him most of the time, which made him groan in pleasure. I sped up as I went rough just like I'd planned. Frank enjoyed every second of it. He began emitting the loudest moans I had heard from him in at least 6 months or so. It turned me on so much that I couldn't help but moan and groan myself.

Among our panting, Frank grabbed my face and slammed my lips to his. I felt myself becoming increasingly close as I grabbed his cock, catching him by surprise and causing him to gasp. I continued to thrust into him until his orgasm hit. I was right behind him, spilling into the condom. As we rode the wave of our orgasms, I looked down at his beautiful face, watching him express the pleasure he was feeling.

As I pulled out and laid beside him, I wrapped my arms around him, kissing the tip of his nose just the way he liked it. And then we laid there in silence. I got to thinking about how great everything had eventually turned out. Mikey was once more happy, Frank and I were gonna be together forever and the world was safe from any fucktard who threatened to take over and rule the place.

"What're you thinking about?" Frank asked, moving and leaning up on his elbow so that he was looking down at me, both of us getting lost in one another's eyes.

"About how perfect our lives are and how happy we are," I said.

"As long as you're here to continue to be my hero, I will always be happy," Frank told me, making me smile as he leaned down and tenderly kissed my lips before pulling away and looking down at me again.

"I can't believe my first impressions of you were something along the lines of bossy douche bag with probably a small cock and a big ego to compensate," I spoke, making him giggle.

"You don't wanna know my first impression of you," he said.

"Try me."

Frank looked at me and hesitated before speaking.

"Weird goth who was probably still a virgin," Frank said, making me chuckle as he went slightly red.

"What was your first impression of The Dark Ninja?" I asked him.

"Fucking perfection," he said without hesitation, making me grin.

"That was pretty much my first impression of The Skeleton. I am so glad I gave you a chance after we revealed our secret identities to one another. Because I fucking love you and can't picture my life with anyone else in it," I confessed, making him peck my nose, before kissing down my jaw and down to my neck.

"I love you too. I always will."

We got out of bed for a while, deciding to watch DVDs. We ended up falling asleep on the couch, exhausted after the amazing day that today had turned out to be. The following years turned out to be amazing too and Frank and I never had to deal with any more supervillains for the rest of our lives.

Frank and I went to City Hall on the first anniversary of when The Dark Ninja and The Skeleton shared their first kiss. Our family and friends came along and the ceremony lasted 5 minutes. On that day, Mikey decided to move out of the apartment and move in with Mimi.

After five years away from superheroing and since there were no signs of the media leaving him alone, Mikey decided to once again join us superheroing, this time without his mask. There was no point in him wearing it anymore considering everyone knew who he was. He also ended up marrying Mimi. But Erica was never forgotten. Every year, on the night of her death, Frank, Mikey and I would visit her grave and spend some time with her. Despite the fact that she was gone, we all still had managed to continue on with our lives and find happiness. Life was perfect.