Inviting The Fire, Chapter One
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Title: Inviting The Fire: Chapter One
Author:
wouldbedorothy (AHS)Pairing: Gale/Randy, OFC/G/R
Rating: PG13 chapter; fic will be very NC-17
Series/Sequel: my guess is prologue, eleven chapters, epilogue... but subject to change
Summary: You can't invite the fire and then blame the burn... AU where G/R meet in 2000 but in a different place, different way... Setting probably seems arbitrary but will have purpose later... There is no QAF... Features a (non-Simon) third party... and should be fairly kinky, at least for me, lol. Chapter one is 1915 words. Rehearsal begins, G/R see each other again, and the three get properly introduced.
Author's Notes: You will see at the end of the chapter what I was being so sketchy about, lol. I hope you people really do like and trust me ;)
Dangerous Angels is a real play by Scott C. Sickles. Oh, and I owe that T-shirt to a guy at the airport.
Disclaimer: I don't know G or R, and obviously this didn't happen, because there definitely *was* a QAF. Dylan's my character so I don't have to apologize for her, lol.
Make sure you've read the prologue first!!!!! (Ch. 1 is listed before the prologue on the memories page for some reason.)
Inviting The Fire
by AHS
Chapter One
“What the fuck am I even doing here, Travis?” Gale held up the script with a tired laugh. “I’ve read the breakdown for this. You don’t need a carpenter to build you sets for a bare stage play.”
“True,” the director admitted. “There’s not really much for you to do this time around.”
Gale couldn’t help feeling disappointment. He loved putting together sets for a show, and moreover just spending time at the Serendipity. He stood up, stretching his legs, which were too long to be bunched up in those theatre seats, anyway. Time to go outside for a smoke, he figured. “Well, nice knowing you.”
“As far as carpentry goes, I meant. Gale, c’mon, there’s still lots you can do. Dangerous Angels is a play where every scene change is made primarily through lighting. And, you may have noticed, our chief lighting designer and tech is something like eight months pregnant. The work she can do now is limited, and when she’s giving birth, we’ll just be getting close to opening. Think you could pitch in?”
“You’re lucky my talents are so wide-ranging,” Gale grinned, feeling he had a purpose again. “Yeah, I can do that.”
“Good,” said Travis, standing and clapping Gale on the back. “I know you must like the chance to stay close to Dylan.”
“Yeah…” From their view at the back of the floor, Gale watched the stage. It was the first day of rehearsal. The play’s small cast - only five actors - had gathered and been at it for a couple of hours. Dylan was laughing and talking with two men and a woman, all of whom he knew, all older, and all of whom she’d worked with before. The fifth actor was a newbie, young… and though Gale didn’t exactly know him, they had met. He was looking a bit left out, off to the side, and overly studious with his script. Gale was just considering whether he should go up there, as a somewhat familiar face, and say hi, when Dylan beat him to it. He wished he could hear what they were saying, then realized that was a weird thought, and slipped backstage to see if his very pregnant lighting Yoda was anywhere around.
*****
“Hey, Randy,” said Dylan, like they were old friends. He looked at her curiously. “We met briefly at the audition. I thought you were great, by the way.”
“Thanks.” His smile was genuine. “You, too… Dylan.”
“Dylan Walker. I should have introduced myself properly before rehearsal, but there wasn’t any time, was there? Travis is a very enthusiastic director, and he likes to just jump right in!” It was June, and very warm, even inside the theatre. She scooped her dark hair up into a would-be ponytail and fanned the back of her neck with it. “I know it’s only the first day, but I think it’s going well.”
Randy nodded in agreement. “I’ve never done this play before. It’s really interesting.”
“I know. Everybody’s either gay or in love with their sibling,” she giggled. “I love it. It’s real, from the heart, fucked up family drama.”
“And you have a double role.”
Dylan tossed her hair. “Why yes, I was too much of a diva for just one.”
*****
Holly wasn’t there. He’d have to get initiated into the lighting crew later.
Gale found himself hidden in the wings, watching his girlfriend chat with his blond acquaintance. He was relieved to see that the young man looked more comfortable than before.
That was the thing about Dylan. She could put people at ease, or just as easily completely put them off. Luckily, she seemed to be using her powers for good at the moment.
Gale’s gaze kept drifting to the boy, whose name he still didn’t know. And he still couldn’t quite make out what they were saying, but he knew they were discussing the play, their characters, that kind of shit. Just knew somehow that was what made the boy’s eyes light up like that.
It was nice.
*****
“Really, we should be friendly.” Dylan gave Randy’s arm a little squeeze. “We are playing an engaged couple. Even if the circumstances are unique, with both of them being gay and all… Shit, I love modern plays.”
Randy laughed. “I know. If I didn’t love it, I wouldn’t be doing this part. I usually like to stretch myself a bit more. And his name just had to be Randy, too!”
Dylan noted the implication that the name was not the only similarity between Randy and his character, and that he was also gay. Not that she hadn’t already guessed that, but it was still good to know for sure. Honestly, she just enjoyed knowing too much about people’s business.
“Well, being engaged to me should be enough of a stretch for you,” she winked.
“True. Um, are we going to go over that scene again?”
She quirked her eyebrows. “Oh, honey, we’re done for the day.”
“What? But the director said, ‘Break.’”
“You have to understand Travis-speak. When he says, ‘Break for life,’ that means ‘Get back to yours, people!’”
“But nobody left…” Randy took a moment to glance around and realized the other three were now, in fact, gone. He felt rather stupid. “Oh… fuck. Guess I should go.”
“It’s okay if you like it here, you know. My boyfriend always has to drag me away, and he’s almost as addicted to this place as I am.”
Randy stuffed his script into his bookbag, halfway listening as he checked his watch and determined how much time he had to get to work. “He an actor, too?”
“Gale? God, no. I got myself a man who’s good with his hands.”
Her wicked tone got his full attention, and he answered with a toothy grin. “Good for you.”
“You should meet him. He’s around here somewhere… Gale, where are you?” Dylan called out, swiveling from side to side, looking.
Gale backed up out of sight and waited a few seconds, not wanting them to know he’d been spying, then walked out to them.
“There you are! Randy was beginning to think you were imaginary.”
Randy... Good name, thought Gale. “Nope, I’m real,” he said, smiling.
Randy’s mouth fell open, much like it had when he had first seen this man… Gale, he mentally sighed, his name is Gale… and found himself caught by strong arms and hazel eyes after their collision.
“Hi again,” said Gale.
“Hi.” Randy’s face curved with happiness. “You did say I’d see you.”
“You two know each other already?” Dylan asked, feeling a step behind.
“Not really.” As if to prove it, Gale stretched out his hand. “Gale Harold.”
Warm fingers and palms slid along each other and grasped firmly. “Randy Harrison.”
“Audition day,” Gale clarified to Dylan after a moment, once he‘d remembered to let go of Randy‘s hand. “He was… in a bit of a hurry as I was on my way out.”
“Yeah. Sorry again.”
“No problem. Glad you got the part.”
“Thanks.” Randy was suddenly very aware of Gale’s arm making its way around Dylan’s waist. Oh my God, he thought. I was so happy to see him, I didn’t even put it together. She said she was introducing me to her boyfriend, and this is him. He’s with her.
Randy had maybe let himself hope a little that his beautiful stranger was someone who might be interested in him. But not only was he straight, he was also involved…
“Let’s go home,” Dylan purred to Gale.
Apparently, living with Randy’s female costar. He checked his watch again to try and hide his crumbling face.
“Shit, I better go, too. Before I’m late for work.”
“Oh, where do you work?” Dylan asked, mostly to be polite, but sounding interested.
“That little used bookstore on the corner of Harris and State street.”
Gale started quietly laughing. Randy and Dylan regarded him strangely.
“So you meant it literally.”
“Me?” Randy was puzzled. “I meant what literally?”
“Will Work For Books.”
Oh, the T-shirt he’d worn… Despite knowing Gale was off-limits, Randy couldn’t help the tingly feeling he got from the man having paid him enough attention to remember something like that. “Yeah, I guess I did.”
The three of them finally left the stage and headed outside to the parking lot.
“Do you need a ride?” Gale offered, shrugging. “I mean, if you’re late.”
“No. That’s really nice, but I’ll be okay. I’m really fast on my bike.”
“Yeah? What kind of bike? I fucking love motorcycles.” He surveyed the lot, not seeing it.
“Oh, well, too bad.” Randy pointed, looking sheepish. “Because that’s my ten speed.”
Gale was holding a hand in front of his mouth to cover his amusement.
“It’s not like I’ve got streamers on the handlebars!” Randy defended himself, having fun.
“I’m sure you ride like the fucking wind.”
“I do!”
Dylan shook her head and climbed into the passenger’s side of the truck. “You boys are very entertaining, but I’m ready to go home. Randy, I’ll see you at rehearsal Friday!”
“Yeah, um…” He tried not to giggle as he got on his bike. “Thanks, Dylan! See you then!” He looked back at Gale. “You, too?”
“Probably. I’ll be the one aiming a big spotlight at you.”
“Huh… Looking forward to it. Later, Gale.” Randy smiled softly this time and had pedaled quite a distance away before Gale managed to respond.
“Later, Randy.”
“He’s very talented,” Dylan said when he joined her in the truck. “And sweet, isn’t he?”
Gale’s mind was spinning like spoke wheels, and he tried to slow it down. Backed up and pulled out. Drove. “Yeah, he is.”
*****
Gale rolled off of Dylan, thinking that he should be more out of breath. So should she.
They were in bed, after just having what both would probably term pretty good sex. They both came, both felt more satisfied than they had beforehand, but both also knew they’d been better. It just seemed like that was a while ago.
“You really think that was worth a cigarette?”
Gale’s hand stopped where it was reaching for his pack on the bedside table. “Fuck, Dylan. That’s harsh.”
She laughed, stretching her naked body over his to grab the cigarette and lighter, lighting one for herself and sharing it with him. “I was only kidding. I’ve got no complaints. It’s just…”
“What?”
“Well… I was watching some really hot bi porn the other day…”
It wasn’t an unusual thing to hear from her, but Gale was always amazed. He’d never known a girl who liked porn as much as Dylan. Fuck, she liked it even more than he did.
“And it got me to thinking. We’ve been together for a long time now, and it’s up to us to spice things up before they get a chance to get stale.”
Stale? “Mm hmm.” He thought he knew where she was going with this.
“I want us to bring a third party into the bedroom.”
He wasn’t thrown by his girlfriend’s superfreak ways. That was what he’d expected. “Dylan, we did that before… twice. Not that it wasn’t hot. I mean, I’ll go for it if you want, but I told you I don’t need…”
She started kissing up his chest persuasively, her face brimming with a secret… about to be spilled. “Not another woman this time. I want us to be with a man.”
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Date: 2007-10-27 01:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-27 01:45 am (UTC)Thank you! :)
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Date: 2007-10-27 03:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-27 05:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-27 02:12 am (UTC)Gawd, I love that in a person.
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Date: 2007-10-27 04:56 am (UTC)I don't know that I've ever been a bad influence before... It's fun!!!
Thank you, dear.
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Date: 2007-10-27 01:47 pm (UTC)I'll be here to encourage you.
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Date: 2007-10-27 02:59 am (UTC)who could, drooling for the next part?!
LOVE this, slowly getting to know Randy and Gale, and no missing the start of some fabulous tension slowly crackling between them, which is giving me goosebumps in great anticipation!
their charachters are developing in a natural, "believable" way. and - the best part! - that means there is still much to come (ahem... there had better be a lot of THAT!! >:) ), because of the speed at which things are going - YYYEEEAAAAHHH!!! *try to do the whooping thing, but definitely not awake enough yet*
GREAT story, dolla - please put me out of my misery and at least help me start every day with some reason for being up this fucking early!!
hey, NS... isn't this part 2 already? I seem to recall having read the chapter were Randy and Gale ran into each other, meeting for the first time? if I got it all wrong... it's 4:20 am...
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Date: 2007-10-27 04:53 am (UTC)I'm so glad you like it. Yes, I promise lots of developing and lots of coming, lol.
And you're not all wrong :) The previous bit was the *Prologue*... This is the first full chapter... Yes, I've made things confusing by making chapter one be the second part, lol.
You're much fun. {{{hugs}}}
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Date: 2007-10-27 05:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-27 05:32 am (UTC)Here is a link to a picture of me and Kat from a couple years ago. Kat on the left, me on the right with the glass in my hand, lol :)
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Date: 2007-10-27 05:33 am (UTC)http://pics.livejournal.com/wouldbedorothy/pic/0000kwd2/g4
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Date: 2007-10-27 06:53 am (UTC)I like it, I love it, I adore it...please, please, please keep on soon, very soon!!! (I know this post sounds like a little bit monotone, but I'm already awake, I've seen your update and *wow have to read it!*
I could'nt resist to read it, even I'm not really awake at all lol)....sigh, I worship this story!!!!^_____^
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Date: 2007-10-27 07:13 am (UTC)Worship?? *wow* :):):) Thank you!!
Threesome? heheheeeeheheeee
Date: 2007-10-27 08:40 am (UTC)Please update soon!
Great job!
Re: Threesome? heheheeeeheheeee
Date: 2007-10-27 10:08 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2007-10-27 04:07 pm (UTC)And, by the way, THIS IS PERFECT. AND NOW, I'M GOING TO WATCH SOME PORN (which one do you recommend me? :-P).
LOVE YOU!
PS: I'm in "that" place (that's why I haven't commented you till now... I was at the airport all fucking night... horrible, horrible experience), not arrested (yet) but working on it.
PS2: Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, I DON'T KNOW WHY DYLAN IS BEGINING TO REMIND ME OF SOMEONE ELSE.... AND IT'S NOT FUNNY! :-S
LOVE YOU MORE!
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Date: 2007-10-27 09:54 pm (UTC)Well, shucks... *tears*... that's the nicest thing ever. Even if I never do anything I can make money from, lol, I will feel I've had purpose :)
Thank you, love.
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Date: 2007-10-28 12:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-28 12:34 am (UTC)Your icon! Cutest thing ever! :)
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Date: 2007-10-30 06:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-30 07:31 pm (UTC)LOL, I liked the streamers bit, too. Thanks!
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Date: 2007-11-20 11:40 am (UTC)OMG!!!!!
I can't wait to read more.
:hug:
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Date: 2007-11-20 10:12 pm (UTC){{{hugs to you}}}
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Date: 2011-10-15 03:19 am (UTC)“It’s not like I’ve got streamers on the handlebars!” Randy defended himself, having fun.
“I’m sure you ride like the fucking wind.”
LOFREAKINGL
Hopefully they'll eject Dylan from the equation soon enough. <3 you!