Fire and Ice | By : DrusillaDeWynter Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 3927 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s Note and Disclaimers- I am sorry for the long delays in updates. A lot of personal health and family issues have come up lately and it has been hard to update any story of mine. Thank you to all of my faithful readers for encouraging me, waiting on me to update, for their ideas and their reviews. Your help and comments mean a lot to me. I hope this chapter comes out as well as I planned it to and I hope you like it. Please read and review; any help you can offer, any comments are appreciated. DISCLAIMER- I do not own any of the characters within this story, no money is being made and no copyright infringement is intended. I am only playing with the characters for entertainment purposes. Thank you and enjoy.
Setting Flight and Getting Into Fights
The day had come for Ponyboy to be released from the hospital; after much rest and a few bed blisters it was time to fly. He was still bruised up, though those were beginning to heal, the cuts were still an angry red though they, like the bruises, were healing up, and the swelling in his face and torso had gone down. The worst of it was his wrist and his fractured ribs, but those would take a lot more time to heal up.
The time spent in the hospital had given him some thinking time, when he was allowed that is. The last few days had been spent in Dally’s company, cuddling as much as they were able, kissing and talking. When Dally was gone briefly to clean up and Pony was left with Johnny he was allowed a reprieve, going over the last few days in his mind and discussing things with his buddy.
Although the fight with the Socs had caused him pain, and lots of it, in a way it had been worth it; he and Dally had gotten much closer, Pony had seen that his eldest brother did care for him and the gang had become friendlier than usual. His brothers thought Pony was oblivious to things not written on pages and smashed in between two covers with a spine, but that was not true. He saw more than he was given credit for and he planned to keep it that way. He’d seen the closeness of Steve and Soda, the secret glances, light flirting and small, hidden touches. The same could be said for Darry and Two Bit, those two seemed much closer than before and Pony would be surprised if something didn’t develop between them.
Things seemed to be going better for the greaser gang, though it had taken a near tragedy to get them there. Ponyboy was finally happy, he had Dally and he knew his brother Darry really did love him.
It was nearly noon when the doctor released Pony; he had long since gotten dressed and had been impatiently waiting to be free of the white, antiseptic prison. Dally and Johnny, who had tried to keep him calm, Johnny through quiet whispers and Dally through talking and nuzzling, had finally given up and watched the boy with barely concealed amusement.
When the time to leave had come, Pony was wheeled out in a wheelchair to the waiting convertible that Dally had borrowed from Buck to take him home in. It had been decided that morning that Dally and Johnny would take Pony home and stay with him throughout the day, Two Bit would come around later on and that left the other boys free to finish out the workday. It had been quite a fight to get Soda and Darry to agree, byt knowing their financial situation, they finally had.
After a ride that was surprisingly slow and rather tame for the speed loving Dallas, the boys arrived at the Curtis house. They helped the younger boy out and into the house, situating him on the couch; Dallas sat down, laying Pony’s head in his lap and Johnny sat at Pony’s feet. Pony, tired from leaving the hospital and the ride home, fell asleep in Dally’s lap, listening to the quiet talking of the two older boys. Dallas, his fingers never ceasing their soothing movements over Pony’s scalp, was talking about the rumble set for the next night, a dark thread of excitement weaving its’ way into his deep voice.
It had been decided, once Pony had been told when he could leave, that the fight would be set the night after he was allowed to leave. It was to be skin on skin, no weapons of any kind, in the lot after dark. Johnny was to stay behind to keep a watch on Ponyboy and after the rumble was over the gang would come home. It was decided no partying of any kind would take place afterwards, the suggestion having quickly been rejected by the Curtis brothers after Two Bit and Steve mentioned it.
The day passed, time flying by in a haze of talking and the slow, steady breathing og the sleeping Ponyboy. The sun slowly sank in the sky, finally filling the horizon in a bright show of color; pinks, purples, reds all filling the previously blue sky. In a blaze of glory the sun sank below the horizon, the dark blue of twilight taking its’ place. The gang had long since gotten home, quietly having filed into the house and sprawling out in any space available to them.
The boys now noticed the closeness between their toughest greaser and the youngest of the clan, noting with narrowed eyes Pony’s position in the blonde’s lap. Smirks crossed the greasers’ faces, a knowing light shining in their eyes. The cold, tough New Yorker had finally shown he had a soft spot, visible in the lean, banged up youngest boy in their group. Steve and Two Bit found it highly amusing, a match between the two opposites striking them as funny; Soda and Darry were happy knowing Pony had someone who could more than take care of him, the soft, protective light in the tow headed youth’s eyes stating more than words ever could.
After Pony had awakened dinner was made and consumed, the others having healthy appetites ate the most, Pony barely touching his. Dally, watching the boy arranging his food, bugged the boy into eating at least enough to sustain him, which the group found funny, a vision of Dally as a mother hen filling their heads.
Dinner was past, Pony was back in his position in Dally’s lap, fast asleep with a content smile on his face, and the boys were spread out; Johnny, Steve, Soda and Two Bit were playing poker and Darry sprawled out in his chair, relaxing. Noise was kept to a minimum and, after a while, Dallas had fallen asleep, hand resting in Pony’s hair and head falling back. It had been a trying week for all involved and it was catching up to Dally. After a quick conversation it was decided to leave the two boys on the couch where they were content. Johnny and Steve decided to sleep on the floor, Two Bit left to go home and Darry and Soda retired to their rooms.
Morning came shortly, bringing with it claps of thunder, bright flashes of lightning and the pounding of rain on the roof. Darry, who couldn’t work in the rain, stayed home with Ponyboy, Dally and Johnny while Steve and Soda went to work at the DX.
It rained all day, soaking the ground and forming puddles in the streets. Dally and Johnny played cards and talked, the former barely letting Pony out of his sight. Darry and Pony talked, finally ironing out their differences and getting over any residual anger. By the time the rest of the gang had gotten back to the house Darry and Pony were closer, talking as if no hard feelings had ever passed between them.
Darry and Soda went into the kitchen to fix dinner, Dally moving to sit by Pony while Steve and Two Bit horsed around, wrestling and getting psyched for the rumble. Johnny sat on Pony’s other side, him and Dally keeping a quiet commentary going to soothe the younger boy’s nerves and help him relax; Dally wrapped his arm around the boy, whispering quietly that everything would be alright and Johnny kept assuring him nothing bad would happen.
Dinner went by quickly, excitement singing through the gang’s blood, food tasting like sawdust to the group. Eating as quickly as possible they got ready to leave, pumping each other up and stroking each others’ egos. With whoops and hollers the gang filed out the door, Dally last as he had stopped to give his lover a quick kiss and whispered a promise to come back quickly and in one piece. Their screams followed them down the street, finally silencing as they passed out of earshot, leaving the two boys alone in the house to wait for them.
*OK, that’s where I end part one. Part two will be about the fight and its’ aftermath. I hope ya’ll enjoyed this chapter. Please, as I asked earlier, R&R, let me know what you think. I’m going to try to work on my stories as frequently as possible; hopefully it won’t take so long between updates. Thank you everyone and I hope you have a lovely weekend.
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