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A/N: Only two more to go and this one is in the can! I am so excited! I will miss writing about Gee and Frankie in this context, but I am also excited becasue it means I move onto the next fluffy fic! Ladies and gentlemen, readers of all ages, for my next fic I will be taking on...Fruits Basket!

Yes, you read right. This was at the request of my lovely fic pet *RedRomRomance* becasue she swears that Mikey makes the perfect Tohru. Who am I to argue right? Plus we get cross dressing Mikey again so bonus! ^0^

As much as it bothers some people, I will be following the anime. I know I know, but the manga does not give me the Frerard angle I am looking for. Besides the anime concentrates on the three main characters mostly and that is the goal here. So for the teaser our cast is: Mikey-Tohru, Gerard-Yuki, Frank-Kyo, and Shigrue-Brandon. Obviously turning this into a yaoi, the opposite sex has nothing to do with it so I took a tip from a fic i read. I will have to find it to credit the writer, about Frank as a werewolf that turned when it got too cold. I thought extreme temp changes would be a perfect excuse. So enjoy the teaser below the chapter. Speaking of chapter, let's get to that next.

So Gerard is in a creative slump and Frank figures out a way to get him out of it. Enter poor unsuspecting Brian who thinks he is just coming over for dinner. Well the title says it all after that. Enjoy my lovelies. ^-^

*Frank*

There was only a week left till the deadline of the manga and Frank could tell that Gerard was panicking. He really only needed one story, but he was completely out of ideas. His last one, written with the help of Mikey and Ray, was the best he had done so far. Where do you go when you feel you have reached the top? It was a glass ceiling and Gerard could not break through. Frank heard him sigh for the fifth time over his dinner. He hardly touched it and Frank was concerned about this. He had not been eating much lately because of all the stress. Frank did everything a good wife could do to try and motivate him, but nothing, not even amazing sex, seemed to be working. He thought about calling Mikey, but he and Ray were just getting to know each other in their relationship and he did not want to interfere in this precious honeymoon phase.

”Gee, are you gonna eat anything?”

Gerard looked up from his plate at Frank. He looked down at his plate again.

”I’m sorry Frankie, I just have no appetite.”

”You are gonna make yourself sick if you don’t eat sweetheart.”

”I just…I’m so worried and I can’t come up with anything and it’s just…”

Frank got up from his chair and went over to Gerard. He motioned for Gerard to scoot back from the table. Frank sat in Gerard’s lap and reached over to the table. He took the fork and picked up a few of the vegetables. He brought it over to Gerard and held it in front of his mouth. Gerard sighed again and tried to open his lips to take the food in, but he was hesitant. Frank smiled at him and leaned over to his ear and whispered.

”If you could have anything that you wanted right now, what would it be?”

Gerard shivered at his breath ghosting over his skin. Frank smirked and continued to whisper.

”I mean it, anything you want Gee…or anyone.”

Gerard went ridged under Frank and Frank realized that there was someone that Gerard had thought of. He just had to coax the answer out of him.

”Would you like Mikey here? Hmmm? All spread out for you on the table where you can feast upon him?”

Gerard groaned at this, but his body posture did not change so Frank knew that wasn’t him.

”What about Pete and Patrick? Would you like to watch them get it on while you jerked off to it? Your own private show?”

Not as much of a reaction this time, but just a little twitch which meant he had thought of it. Frank pressed on.

”Maybe you have been curious about your friends Ray and Bob? Want to make them more than friends?”

A chuckle on this one, so Frank knew he was nowhere near the mark, besides he had a chance with Ray last week and nothing happened. Honestly Frank was running out of ideas. It was by chance that he looked up at the calendar behind them on the wall and saw that there was a meeting with Brian coming up soon. He remembered Gerard making a comment about Brian back in the beginning and he wondered.

”What about your editor Brian?”

Bingo! Frank felt all of Gerard’s nerves snap to attention.

”You did mention that you may need him for some inspiration later. Is that what you need now baby?”

At the mention of baby, Gerard let out another groan. Frank went in for the kill.

”I will work something out for you if you promise to eat for me.”

Frank leaned back again and held the fork in front of Gerard’s mouth. This time he opened up and took the food in. He chewed thoughtfully and smiled at Frank. Frank blushed as he always did when Gerard looked at him like that. Not lust, but pure love. Gerard circled Frank’s waist and pulled him in for a slow kiss. Their tongues danced together and Frank dropped the fork and wrapped his arms around Gerard’s neck. When they broke the kiss he stepped back off of Gerard’s lap and went back to his plate. Gerard pulled up to the table and began to eat. Frank smiled as he picked up his fork. He already had a plan in mind.

*Brian*

”Yes, yes, I can do that. Around seven? Fine, no problem Mr. Way. Okay okay, Frank. Bye.”

Brian hung up the phone and smiled. Gerard was so lucky to have an awesome wife like Frank. He could not believe that he was invited over for dinner tomorrow night. It was a little earlier than the scheduled meeting, but Frank assured him that Gerard had finished the chapter early and that he was anxious to show him the results. Brian mused on the artist. His writing was amazing and his illustrations were detailed more than any magazine he had read. Gerard himself was not bad to look at either. For that matter neither was his wife. It was rare for a couple to be so beautiful on the outside and on the inside at the same time. Brian had met all kinds in this business and knew it was a sad fact. He brushed it aside as he packed up and left his office for the evening. On the drive home, he contemplated what he was going to wear.

*Gerard*

”Frankie, have you seen my sketchbook”

”Which one Gee?”

”The one with the blue cover. I had this idea that I threw in it and I wan...ted to…”

Gerard rounded the corner following Frank’s voice, which was coming from the bedroom. He had a handful of papers that he was shuffling through and pencils sticking out of his shirt pocket as well as behind his ears. They all pretty much hit the floor along with his words when he saw what Frank was doing. Frank had pulled out the good silk sheets and draped the bed with them. He had placed different colored scarves on the lamps so that they created a soft hue on the walls. Candles decorated the vanity and dresser along with the tables on either side of the bed. Frank was standing in the walk-in closet looking at different shirts to match the pants he was holding. He was dressed in nothing but a towel that hung low on his hips. Each time he stood up on his tip toes to reach a new shirt the towel would dip down lower. His wet hair was creating a steady drip of water down the middle of his back that cascaded into the crevice of his ass. Gerard suddenly found himself parched. He stepped over the fallen papers and crossed quickly to the closet. He dropped to his knees behind Frank and ran his tongue up the center of his back. Frank jumped at the sudden attention, but quickly melted under Gerard’s expert tongue.

”Gee what, ah..”

”Thirsty Frankie, so thirsty.”

Gerard pulled the towel back and dipped his tongue lower to the top of Frank’s ass. Frank’s tailbone was a sensitive spot. Gerard often wondered how he was able to endure the tattoo he had there. Tramp stamp was what they called it on women, but he would never use that description with his Frankie. Gerard could tell that Frank’s knees were threatening to buckle so he reached around and held him up by the waist. He snaked his hand down and palmed him through the rough fabric. Frank bucked back desperately enjoying the friction.

”Ah Gee, no no, we have pant company coming soon.”

”Company Frankie? Someone coming for dinner?”

”Yeah and, oh God, I have to get dressed and finish it.”

”Well then I have to be quick then won’t I?”

Gerard spun Frank around quickly and pulled him into his lap. He grabbed Frank into a swift messy kiss and gripped his cock roughly with this hand. Still using the towel as friction he began jerking Frank off.

”Oh God, yes, oh Gee, feels so good, I, I, not gonna last long.”

”Good boy Frankie, don’t hold back, cum for me. Want to see your face when you do. So beautiful when you lose it. Come apart in my arms. Love you so much.”

It wasn’t exactly dirty talk, but it was the kind that Gerard knew Frank loved and it was enough to push him over the edge. Frank pushed back into the kiss after he was spent. Gerard let go of his softening cock and wrapped his arms around his wife. They kissed a little longer and then Frank started push off his lap. He helped Frank stand up and kissed the top of his head. Frank giggled and turned back to the closet, where he finally chose an outfit. Gerard picked up all his papers and pencils and started to leave the room.

”Oh Gee? Check the hutch in the dining room. I think that is where you left it.”

”Left what?”

”Your blue covered sketchbook.”

”Oh you heard me? But wait, then how did you not know I was here?”

Frank turned and looked at him with mischief in his eyes.

”Who said I didn’t know.”

Gerard looked at his wife and laughed. Frank lifted his eyebrows suggestively. He then crossed to the bed and put the clothing down and started to remove his towel.

”Excuse me Mr. Way, but I need to get dressed.”

”Oh of course Mrs. Way, pardon me.”

Frank laughed as Gerard closed the door. Gerard sighed and headed to the dining room. He found his sketchbook right where Frank said it would be. He saw that the table was set for three and the smell coming from the oven told him that Frank was in his recipe books again. He wanted to peek, but knew he would get his hands slapped. He grabbed the book and headed back to the office wondering who was coming to dinner.

*Frank*

Everything was in place for dinner. The table was set perfectly. Gerard had been in his office all afternoon trying to come up with ideas. He was still struggling, but he was doing better than yesterday. Frank crossed his fingers and said a prayer to anyone that would listen that his plan worked. Just as he did, the bell chimed. He took a deep breath smoothed out his chosen outfit and went to let their guest in.

*Brian*

Brian pulled into the driveway and sighed. He knew that his time coming here was coming to an end. There was only one more chapter after this one and then it was over. He and Ways would part. He hated the idea. He had grown fond of talking to Frank while they waited for Gerard to get the chapter together. He was a charming young man and he could see what Gerard saw in him. Brian lifted the bakery box and wine bag out of the car. He knew that Frank had probably made dessert, but still he never liked to show up somewhere empty handed. Gathering up both in his hands, he headed to the door. Brian rang the bell and waited. He still remembers what Frank looked like the first time he arrived at the home, in slippers and a frilly apron with flour on his face and hands. Brian chuckled at the memory, but nearly choked when the door opened and he saw Frank. There was no frilly apron this time. Instead Frank was wearing a tight form fitting shirt that left nothing to the imagination. It hugged his curves and made him look more delicious. Frank greeted Brian with a hug that molded his body against his. Brian could not really hug back since his hands were occupied. Frank ran his hands up and down his back, it was soothing and felt good. When he pulled away though he placed his hands on Brian hips to straighten him out. Brian barely heard Frank say he was happy to see him and thanked him for the wine and pastries. Brian just nodded and as Frank turned away and walked in, Brian closed the door behind him. As he followed Frank out of the foyer and into the living room he could not keep his gaze off his ass. He was wearing tight practically painted on jeans that complimented the shirt perfectly. Brian also noticed that he had rimmed his eyes with a smoky grey finish and had put on a little lip gloss which stuck to his cheek when Frank kissed him hello. There was music playing with an enticing rhythm to it and Brian watched as Frank swayed to it with his hips as he excused himself into the kitchen asking Brian to put the wine on the buffet. Brian went to place the wine down and looked up into the open window in the kitchen and nearly dropped the wine. Frank was in there still dancing to the music with his eyes closed but now he had picked up on the sensual beat and was rubbing and caressing his hands over his hips and thighs and dragging them into his hair. Brian swallowed hard and began to breathe heavily. Not only was he swallowing hard, but he realized that he was also growing hard. He quickly admonished himself by reminding him that this was a happily married man. Plus the husband was in the house as he was staring and drooling at his wife.

Brian heard the song end and change and a song that Brian knew came on. He watched Frank dance to this one too and he started to match the rhythm with this own hips. He knew the song was for two people and it was almost like sex standing up. He remembered dancing to it long ago with a date at a club. The date was not bad, but in the end they did not work out. He was a good dancer though. Brian moved away from the window to the center of the living room. He was caught in his own memory and just let the music carry him. After a while he was so caught up in the music that he forgot where he was or why he was there. He also did not realize he was being watched.

*Gerard*

Gerard heard the bell chime faintly from the office. Whoever was their guest had arrived. He had meant to be done by the time they arrived, but he had made a terrible mess in the office and he hated leaving it like this when Frank worked so hard to keep the house clean. He picked up the magazines strewn across the desk and table. Gerard had not come up with any new ideas no matter how many he looked at. He kept going back to the student idea that was rejected by Brian. He understood why, but the appeal of a student was something that had merit in the adult industry. Maybe if he made them a college student instead of high school. The age would make a difference. Something to contemplate later, right now he was late to greet their guest. He quickly straightened up his clothes, God they were rumpled. Maybe he should change, but he did not want to keep the guest waiting any longer. He would make the decision to change after he exchanged pleasantries. Gerard closed the door to both the office and the bedroom as he passed. He rounded the corner of the hall and again stopped short. (He does that a lot huh?) There stood Brian fixated on watching Frank who was putting on one hell of a show in the kitchen. Gerard should have known with the music playing that Frank would be dancing, but when Brian started to move his own hips that is when Gerard got interested. He was built differently than Frank, much taller, so his hips jutted out a little more. This did not make the movement any less sensuous. Suddenly Gerard felt very underdressed. He snuck back down the hall and into the bedroom. He yanked off the loose shorts he was wearing and his charcoal stained shirt. He looked in his drawer, but realized that he was out of underwear. He heard the washing machine going faintly. Shit, well he would just go commando, what the hell right? He poured himself into a pair of his skinny jeans and went to the closet to choose a shirt. He then remembered seeing Frank here earlier and realized that he had planned all this. He could not wait to see what Frank was wearing now. Gerard picked out one of his nicest button shirts to go over a tight fitting tee shirt. He fixed his hair and added a touch of eyeliner to brighten his tired look. He smudged it a bit and then stood back, ‘Not bad at all.’ Gerard thought as he blew a kiss at the mirror and left the room. He moved quietly back to the opening in the hallway and saw that Brian was no longer watching Frank, but doing his own dance in the middle of the living room. As he watched he realized that Brian was visualizing a partner. He saw the way he moved and swayed that the person would be standing behind him and Gerard had an idea. He moved up quietly to where Brian was and lightly placed his hands on Brian’s hips. Brian moved into them, so lost in the music that he did not realize Gerard was there. Gerard molded his body to Brian’s and they swayed together. Brian tipped his head back so that it was resting on Gerard’s shoulder and pressed back into him. Gerard took the opportunity to move one arm to completely circle Brian’s waist and tighten then together. Automatically Brian brought his hand to cover over Gerard’s arm. A sound escaped from Brian and Gerard could not help leaning in to his exposed neck and breathing in the scent he was wearing. It was different than Frank’s. Less musky and more woodsy, but still intoxicating none the less. Gerard dared to go further and plant a series of small kisses on the flesh. Brian brought his other arm up behind him and pushed it into Gerard’s hair. Now it was Gerard’s turn to make a noise and Brian pushed him further into his neck. Gerard went from light kisses to nipping at the skin now. He could feel himself getting hard behind Brian and tried to keep it away from him, but Brian kept pushing back into him. At one point the friction was so unbearable that Gerard, without thinking, latched onto Brian’s neck and started sucking on the spot. He knew this was wrong. That he only wanted to dance with the man, but he was too far along to back out now. He just hoped that Frank would come out and intervene soon before Gerard really embarrassed himself.

*Frank*

Frank had everything ready for the table now. He brought the items to the window as he watched Gerard and Brian dancing. He smiled because he knew that Brian had no idea what he was doing or that he was with Gerard. It was going to be a great shock to him and how his reaction would tell Frank whether his plan would work or not. He waited until Gerard was too far gone to stop and he gauged them by the noises that Brian was making. When he made the right one, which meant that Gerard was starting to lose control, Frank came out of the kitchen and walked over to the iPod console. He changed the music to classical and that brought both men back to reality. Brain jumped out of Gerard’s grasp and lost his footing forgetting about the coffee table. Gerard lunged for him before he hit his head on the hard wooden surface.

”Easy baby, you’re gonna get hurt if you don’t watch where you’re going.”

”T-T-Thanks.”

”No problem. By the way you are an amazing dancer, isn’t he Frankie?”

”Oh yes, I was thoroughly enjoying the show.”

Brian blushed from the attention. Frank realized that he was surprised that he was not angry for dancing with Gerard. This was a good sign to Frank. He looked at Gerard and smiled. Gerard smiled back and something passed between them that made Frank realize he knew what he had planned and he approved. Brian was still a little nervous, but that was to be expected. Frank went over to him and guided him to the table. Gerard started placing the food on the table and Frank poured the wine that Brian had brought. The three settled in to eat and talk.

*Brian*

”So no ideas at all?”

”No and I am running out of time now. I keep going back to the one that you rejected.”

”Gerard…”

”I know, but what if we made characters older? Put them in college instead.”

”Well that would take care of the age problem, but the rest was still…”

”Yeah I know, and that is where I am stuck.”

Brian looked at Gerard. He was really defeated and Brian felt so bad for him. He looked over at Frank who was thoughtfully chewing and giggling to himself. Brian quirked an eyebrow at him and Frank swallowed his mouthful.

”Sorry, I was just thinking about this professor that I had a crush on in school. Actually it was both Mikey and I that had a crush on him. We would joke about him being our shared boyfriend.”

”Frankie!”

”What Gee, I told you that Mikey and I were close before you.”

”I know, but the idea of you and him sharing another man just…”

”What, you are the only man we are allowed to share?”

Brian choked on the sip of water he was taking. He had not met the younger Way yet, but to hear that he was part of the couple’s relationship was a bit of a shock. Then again he remembered all the chapters that Gerard wrote. His brother was featured in some of them and he had no problem placing him in some of the more intense situations. Despite this, Brian assumes in real life he is nowhere that sadistic. This makes him think about what happened earlier between Gerard and himself, and it started to make sense why Frank was not angry. They must have a very open relationship. Brian was snapped out of his thoughts by Frank’s voice.

”Brian? What were you thinking?”

”Oh, um, the idea of two students sharing an authority figure would be acceptable.”

Gerard had gotten quiet as Frank and Brian were talking. Brian could tell he was deep in thought. Then suddenly he jumped up from table.

”Frankie, go put on your uniform again. See if you can find something that a professor would wear for Brian here!”

With that Gerard took off from the table and skidded around the corner into the hallway. Brian just blinked at his disappearance. He looked over at Frank and Frank just shrugged. He got up from the table and walked around to Brian’s chair. He leaned in putting his arms on both sides of Brian. He licked his lips and it made Brian shiver.

”Well Brian, it looks like you will get to see Hyper Erection Mode after all.”

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Fruits Basket

*Mikey*

Gerard had him pinned against the wall. He was tracing his finger down his jaw and making Mikey shiver.

”I bet you didn’t think I noticed you huh?”

Mikey blushed. That was exactly what he thought. He was just a wallflower who was picked on because he enjoyed wearing girl’s clothes. Other than that he kept his head down at school. Gerard had so many admirers that he could not have possibly noticed him. Besides, Gerard was straight right? Mikey didn’t get a chance to think about anything else as Gerard pushed closer to him and was ghosting his lips. That is until a rumble shook the room and Gerard looked at the ceiling. He frowned and quickly pulled Mikey out of the way as the ceiling collapsed and another boy jumped down from the roof. He had no shirt on and was covered in tattoos. Mikey was breathless, part from being pushed down by Gerard to protect him, because this guy just crashed through the roof like it was nothing.

”Yo.”

He stood up and cracked his neck. Mikey could not help, but shudder at the sound. The guy looked over at them, but his focus was on Gerard. He smirked.

”Way.”

”Iero.”

With no warning the boy, Iero, lunged at Gerard with his fists. Mikey was going to shout a warning to Gerard, but Gerard brought his own palm out and stopped the punch like it was nothing. The force pushed Iero back to the other side of the room.

”You bore me, you know that Iero.”

”Oh, then allow me to bore you some more!”

After that it was an all-out brawl…well that is not the word for it. Mikey thought he was trapped in a 70’s Kung Fu movie, without the bad dubbing. The moves were like lightning from each boy and neither one seem to be getting the upper hand. Iero fought hard to get through Gerard’s defenses, but Gerard seem to have to do very little to block him. This seem to frustrate Iero more. He pulled an amazing move where he kicked off the corner of the wall and rammed his foot straight into Gerard’s chest…at least that was where it should have landed. Instead Gerard moved and Iero smashed a good sized hole in the wall. This was not far from where Mikey was sprawled out on the floor watching the two go at it. Suddenly the room became unbearably warm. The temperature quickly increased and Mikey started to sweat. He looked at the floor next to him and saw a round plastic object. He picked it up and realized it was a temperature gauge.

”Um guys?”

The grunting of the two continued as he called out to them.

”Hey guys!”

Iero was in the middle of a roundhouse kick that Gerard had put his arms up to block when he caught their attention. Mikey blushed how they both were looking at him. He also noticed that they were both sweating a lot now.

”Um…this came off the wall during the fight.”

Mikey held the object for them to see. Gerard’s eyes went wide and both boys looked at each other. They both dropped their fighting stances and looked at Mikey.

”Um…Mikey, would you be so kind as to get Brandon and let him know what happened.”

”Yeah, like now!”

Mikey was startled by the way Iero had spoken to him, but he was on his way out the door quickly.

*Gerard*

”Fuck Iero, you didn’t have to talk to him like that!”

”Well I don’t have time to fucking be nice when we are about to change! You want that little shit to find out our secret!?”

”We wouldn’t have to worry about it if you had better aim! And don’t call him a little shit!"

”I did have good aim, I was aiming for you dipshit, you’re the idiot that had to move!”

”Well I wasn’t going to stand there and let you connect!”

Gerard stopped arguing with Frank when he felt the tingle in his body. The temperature had risen much too high to contain them any longer. With a puff of smoke, the two boys now were sporting ears and a tail. Frank’s narrowed his cat ears towards Gerard as his tail twitched in anger. He crossed his arms and stood there pouting like a child. Gerard felt his rounded rat ears sticking up on his head and reached back to calm his long thin tail. He looked at Frank and made a gesture with his hand. Frank rolled his eyes, but he agreed. The next sound was metal on metal as both boys opened the zippers on their pants and moved in front of each other.

*Mikey*

Mikey found Brandon quickly, but getting him to come with him was a whole other story. Brendon made so many excuses. First he wanted to finish his tea so it didn’t get cold. Then he wanted a snack so that the tea was not alone. Then he had to pee because he drank the tea too fast. All this seemed unimportant to Mikey knowing a fight was going on upstairs in his room, or rather the room that was to be his. Finally Brandon ran out of excuses and followed Mikey up the stairs. Mikey walked down the hall and listened for the sounds of fighting. He did not hear them anymore, but he did hear something else. It sounded like labored breathing and panting. He looked back at Brandon, but Brandon just shrugged his shoulders. Mikey got to the room and went to open the door when he heard a moan. Mikey stopped with his hand on the doorknob and listened.

”Fuck Way, can’t you ever come up with another technique?”

”Why? This works so why should I change it?”

”Because it gets fucking boring, that’s why!”

”I don’t hear you complaining much.”

”Fuck you!”

Mikey heard Gerard chuckle and then gasp out his own breathy sound.

”See, trying new things is better and it gets you closer faster.”

”Oh Fuck Frank, please don’t stop.”

”Ha, knew you would say that.”

”Oh fuck you…fuck me!”

Mikey was about to back off when Brandon moved up right behind him. He felt Brandon push into his back and noticed that he was hard. Mikey looked up at the man and he smiled down at him and placed a finger over his mouth. He reached around and closed his hand over his. This made him push harder into Mikey’s back and he ground down a bit. Mikey moaned and could not help pushing back and little. Before anything else could happen though Brandon had opened the door and Mikey was met with a sight. The two boys, who were fighting before, were now in the middle of jerking each other off. Their heads were thrown back in ecstasy, but the strange thing was that they were both sporting animal ears and tails! Brandon suddenly pushed Mikey in the room and he landed on his knees between the two boys. They were both panting and groaning and suddenly they came at the same time without realizing Mikey was there! Cum spurted out of both cocks onto Mikey, landing on his upturned face and in his hair. As this happened a puff of smoke appeared and the animal parts disappeared.

”Oh my God.”

Mikey barely spoke above a whisper, but his voice was heard and both boys who looked down at him.

”BRANDON!”

Mikey didn’t hear them scream at the man behind him because by then he had fainted.