Want

Gerard Way.

I stared at those boys dancing, drunk, to the heavy bass beat in the club. Even though I wanted nothing more than to being the dancing friction in their skinny jeans, I wasn't on the hunt quite yet. Especially not with them together.

Gerard never wanted Mikey or Frank until they hooked up. He was the predator and the was picky about his prey. He would never go after the lonely and desperate people of the world, even if he did feel attracted to them. He wanted a chase and capture mission. But he wasn't your average boy. He only cared about one thing and one thing only, himself. He wanted pleasure and, even if it was an amazing chase and successful capture, he would give them up quicker than you could utter wow if it wasn't up to his standards.

And this time Gerard Way had his eyes set on his own brother and his brother's boyfriend.

Who said family could stop a hunt?

PS~ I don't own Gerard, Mikey, or Frank.
PSS~ http://stories.mibba.com/read/252595/Hunt/ --the sequel.