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Look Into My Kaleidoscope of Emotions, And Feel	By : lemonykisses Category: +S through Z > Static Shock Views: 4197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Where Palm Trees Grow
By LissaChan
Rating: PG-13 for some adult content
Warning(s): M/m smut, AU, OOC
Disclaimer: I do not own "Swing life Away". Rise Against does, and I must say this song is very sweet in it’s own way… for a punk band, too. Go Punk going Acoustic- WHOO! I do own the partying, the jobs, and their wonky personalities.
A/N: Okay, this one is gushy-ooshy. And very AU, b/c this song grabs my heart and threatens to be written in songfic style. So guess what happened? I change their personalities to fit the story. Now they’re best friends forever. I hope you guys like it because I’m hanging on the side of a cliff by my bad left hand here. Just an experiment…
blah – lyrics blah – emphasis Richie’s POV
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Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
It all starts when we’re about three, barely getting the walking part down pat and we’re holding hands. He’s my best friend and he means the world to me.
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
Like all kids at the tender age of five we play doctor. We both realize that yes, we are indeed the same kind of person, but yet we enjoy holding hands still. At nine our friends think it’s gross, but what do they know? All we know is we’ll never be apart.
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
Long days are spent outside paying and exploring. Nights are spent camping out in the backyard and telling each other ghost stories. He tells the best ones and we end up staying up most of the night freaking out over the nature noises.
What’s best is we’re both poor, so we had our parents make toys out of households items. I find them fascinating while he’s all grumpy and wanting the real thing, but I quickly cheer him up and we’re playing with large bubble wands made out of coat hangers or a slip-n-slide made from long sheets of clear tarp.
I've been here so long, I think that its time to move
The winters so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
At eighteen we’re both in California, enjoying the sun, the surf, the partying. He enjoys the babes, while I enjoy just spending what time I can with him. He has a job as a mechanic; I’m an intern for a local news station. Mine’s not working out so great, but he loves tricking out old beat up cars into works of art. He has a great talent and I can’t tell him enough. He always tells me to shut up, but I see him smile crooked every time.
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times; I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
Although I like to party, I’m not much of a mingler. He always has a way with lighting up the room and I envy him sometimes. He’s always trying to get me to meet new people and I do meet a few, very few, who are just as shy as I am. But they mean nothing compared to him. He’s my best friend, and I’m his.
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
This time he’s partying because of some girl who broke his heart over another guy. I never really liked her that much anyway; she always wanted him to do drugs and sleep around with other girls while she watched. I’m there to comfort him, and he accepts my shoulder to cry on. Like old times, I’m petting his hair whenever he got a scraped knee or that one time he broke his arm and they needed to get him to the hospital by ambulance.
Swing life away
He raises his head and looks at me through red eyes. He asks me why are girls like that. I can only shrug and tell him that I wasn’t born one to answer it for him.
Swing life away
He smiles that beautiful smile while chuckling. He says I’m good to him, the best friend he’s ever had.
I beam my own, happy to cheer him up.
Swing life away-hey
Then before I know it he’s kissing me. Not like the kiss we shared when we were much younger, but… nicer. He’s very gentle with me, and his warm tongue slides into my mouth. He tastes like beer and cherries, a nice flavor. And as his hands glide over my body I’m lost in him.
Swing life away
Like I said, he’s my best friend… and I love him…
THE END
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