Be Happy, My Love (BoyxBoy)

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This is dedicated to rotXinXpieces because she writes amazing stories and I like her taste in music. =D

*Adam's POV*

I was sore, bruised, and bloody.  But I won.  And that was the only thing I was concerned about when I was pounding my fists into the the insistent brat and his naive little friends.  

I was known for this. Street fighting.  It  was how I lived my life.  Hell, it was how I made most, if not all, of my money.  Some low-life challenges me to a fight, I accept the fight, my buddy Ian gathers around bystanders, gambles on my win, and we split the money-half and half.

I wiped my hand across my face, smearing it with blood.

"You didn't have to go so hard on them," Ian scolds.  "They were just kids."

"The little sh*t pulled a blade," I replied curtly and he nodded in understanding.  

Being a fighter, I like to do it fair.  Meaning I I don't pull out a blade when things get tough.  I may fight for a living, but I still have morals that I like to keep.  For instance: I have never been the one to instigate a fight.  I am challenged, I do not challenge.  And from my reputation that I have from years of fighting, I get challenged a lot.

I don't do weapons.  I use only what I was born with during a fight.  And unlike Paul Rodgers, I wasn't given the privilege of being born with a 6-gun.  

If my opponent surrenders, the fight is over.  I am not going to be responsible for an avoidable injury.  These are all rules an honest fighter should know.  Yet, it seems like I was one of the only ones who fought this way anymore.  So when some snot-nosed brat realizes that he can't beat me, and he pulls out a switchblade, I don't cut him any slack.  

"You're going to be hearing from Casey soon," Ian says, pulling a wad of cash out of his pocket and handing me half. "That was his little brother."

"All I need," I say sticking the money in my pocket as I started walking down the empty alley. "Is a time and place," I finished not bothering look back.

"Later, Adam!" he called from behind me.

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Don't kill me! I know, the shortest chapter in the history of the world.  The rest wil be longer though, I promise.  I just wanted to give a small introduction to Adam before he meets Jamie.  

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