Title: Seeing with the Heart
Author: Jazz
Status: Complete
Pairing: Blink/Mush
Rating: NC-17
Summary: What Mush was dreaming about when he was sleeping at the beginning of the movie. Do dreams come true?
Disclaimer: Nope, don't belong to me, they belong to Disney and themselves. I just play with them, they like it, I swear!
Warnings: Not pre-read...some serious grammar and spelling mistakes ahead...along with sentences that don't make sense.
Feedback: You best or else I'll break out da hickory stick!

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Mush looked at his surroundings, it was dark but he could just make out the forms of beds. Lots of beds. He looked around more to realize he was alone, in the dark, with beds. He heard a voice far away and called to it only to hear it speak louder. He called again and again. The voice spoke and finally he recognized it, Kloppman! Beds, Kloppman, The Newsboys Lodging House! He began to yell Kloppman's name, asking him to help him. He didn't know why he needed help it was just..eerie that he was alone. In the dark. With beds. The beds of his friends.

He yelled again. "Mr. Klopaurgggh," his voice was cut off as a hand cupped over his lips. He wanted to scream more but his mouth was covered so he tried to struggle. He moved his hands left and right only to get a sharp pain in his arms; he was tied to the bed! He began to panic now and his movements became more frantic as did his muffled screams. This time something did happen, his captor straddled his hips.

He gulped down his fear as he felt the person lay down on top of him and whisper in his ear, "I said 'Shhhh'." He knew that voice somehow, but wasn't sure. It was a male voice, young and thick as if purring. Suddenly he shivered as the boy on top of him bit his ear slightly. He was shocked at his behavior and his body grew tense, to the amusement of his captor. The boy straddling his hips sat up and Mush could just make out a masculine face covered by floppy, dirty blond hair before the boy quickly moved his head away, not wanting to be seen. Not yet. The boy sat up and then placed his hands on either side of Mush's face. Not wanting to show his face he looked down as he backed up, crawling down Mush's body backwards. Mush gasped slightly as he felt fingers at the button of his pants.

"Oh my God," Mush whispered into the dark room. He was so afraid that he hadn't even noticed that the hand over his mouth had been removed. "Shhhh," his captor said harshly but Mush could hear a smile in the voice. He knew that voice, it was so familiar but he couldn't place it, why couldn't he place it?

His captor lowered the zipper on his captive's pants and reached inside, feeling for the warmth, the hardness. He felt it, thick and hard in his hand, it pushed up against his fingers and he smiled, pulling it out into the cool air. Mush looked down and was embarrassed to see that he had gotten an erection. He sighed in misery, wondering what was wrong with him when suddenly the fingers closed around him and jerked up. He gasped, wrapping his fingers around the length of rope that had him trapped. He opened his eyes as his captor stroked him again, gently but surely and he began to shake, wanting more contact. Wanting more. More. More.

"More...," he whispered.

"Mush."

Mush opened his eyes and looked down at his captor who until now had his head lowered. Suddenly he knew why he knew the voice, the hair. It was Blink, complete with eye patch. Blink smiled up at him and wet his lips before opening them seductively and leaning down to lick a droplet of cum off of Mush's erection. Mush moaned and closed his eyes as that incredible tongue sent startling sensations through him. "Blink...Ohhh."

Blink lifted his head and moved his arms to part Mush's thighs, "Watch me, Mush. Watch me suck you."

Mush forced his eyes open just as Blink opened his lips and plunged down upon his cock, taking him all of the way in. He screamed out, lifting a leg up to give Blink better access, he was smiling in pleasure and moaning as Blink sucked and licked up and down his length. Blink could feel that Mush was getting close, he could feel a tense in the boys body and Mush began to thrust vigorously into his mouth. He lifted a finger and pushed it inside of his friend, making his come hard into his mouth, crying out. Blink let his friend's cock slip out of his mouth and raised up onto his knees to see Mush lying, hands above his head, legs spread, one bent and one straight as he just lay, smiling.

"WAKE UP!" Kloppman's voice woke Mush out of his dream and he sighed. Another day. Well, at least he had started it out well, maybe it wouldn't be too bad after all.

~*~*~*~*~ One week later

He hadn't had any more dreams but for the last week he had spent most of his time in a dream world, reiterating the events in his dream, especially the good parts. Every time he thought about it he got hard and for the last week he tried to be around Blink as much as possible, watching his mouth move, listening to him talk about nothing and everything at the same time. He memorized his whole face and realized he wanted more than a mental picture, he wanted Blink with him, there doing things with him. He didn't know if it was love, I mean, how do you tell? But he did know that every time they were apart he felt a pain in his chest.

Today, he and his selling partner, Blink, decided to take a short break. They had been walking all morning, yelling, screaming, and pacing in an effort to win their strike. They deserved a break. They walked into an alleyway with a dead end at the back and sat in one of the corners.

"Do youse tink we'll win da strike, Mush?" Blink asked, peering under his lashes and wiping a sweat soaked strand of hair away from his eye patch.

"I dun know...," Mush said quietly, watching his friend's face and then landing on the patch. He had never asked, thought his friend might be sensitive about it, but now his curiosity was killing him. He wanted to know everything about his friend. His dream-boy. So, he asked, "Blink, what happened to your eye?"

"What?" Blink suddenly looked shocked at the question but then softened as he saw the sweet curiosity on his friend's face. He gulped, never having told anyone before. He was nervous, "uhm...My fadda was drunk one night and he was beatin' me mudda so I'se yelled at him and he came afta me. With a match. He lit it in front of my face and said that if I blinked he would blind me. I blinked and he pressed it to my eye. A week later he died, they say'd his heart attacked. Mom left afta dat and I was all alone so I came here and when they asked what I wanted to be called I thought for a moment then without even knowin' what I was sayin' I said 'Blink'..."

"I'm sorry...," Mush said as he rubbed his friend's shoulder comfortingly. He paused for a long time and when he finally spoke again it was meek and soft, "Can I see?"

Blink looked at him questioningly before finally nodding and removing his eye patch. Blink's eyes were closed at first and all that Mush saw was a small pale scar over his eyelid but when Blink opened his eyes he noticed that his blind eye was a couple of shades lighter than his other eye. He smiled nervously before reaching out a hand to touch his friend's scar. Blink flinched back and Mush smiled, "Let me see it!" he said with a laugh. The tension drained from Blink's body as he heard his friend laugh and he barely felt the first feather-light touch to his eyelid.

Mush traced the scar lightly before letting his fingers travel lower to touch the pale of cheek and the slope of jaw. He moved even lower and finally his hand began to shake as he placed his fingers over Blink's lips. Blink opened his eyes as Mush tentatively rubbed his thumb over his thick lower lip. Mush looked up into his friend's eyes and Blink gasped as Mush let his fingers slide down the skin of his chin and finally to his neck. They curved to the back of his neck and slowly pulled him forward. Blink licked his lips in anticipation and suddenly Mush's lips were on his. The kiss was short and nervous and after only a second Mush pulled away. Blink opened his eyes slowly only to pull Mush back to him in another kiss, longer and even sweeter this time.

Mush pulled back slowly, he looked drunk on Blink's kisses and the older boy couldn't help but laugh. Mush looked at him questioning, almost hurt, "What?"

Suddenly Blink went serious, trailing a hand in a caress down Mush's cheek, "Nothing...I just wish I could see you with both eyes...," he said sadly.

Mush smiled slightly before leaning in for one more sweet kiss.

End