HAPPY CHANUKAH!!
I wanted to learn italian for the longest time. (I knew some words and some expression, but not enough to be able to hold a conversation) so I bought the berlitz- self tutorial cd’s and study book, and it’s crap.
The problem isn’t with the level or qualities of said items. But the way they decided to teach the language.
Just for example:
E questa e’ una Toyota. Una macchina giapponesse.
E’ una fiat. Una macchina italiana.
E la Chevrolet e’ una macchina Americana.
Not very inspiring.
I mean, the Italian is one of the most artistically, aesthetically , culturally, rich nations, and all that they could come up with are cars?!?
So I thought I could do a much better job.
So as my holiday present, I give you the first ever:
“livejournal SN Hebrew Self tutorial lesson.”
Title: All’s well that ends well
Author: einsoff
Website: -
Website: -
Fandom: Sports Night
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Rating: nc-13
Summary: Dan’s the king of all that he sees, Casey get’s a tattoo.
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Rating: nc-13
Summary: Dan’s the king of all that he sees, Casey get’s a tattoo.
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All’s well in the kingdom of Dan.
The land’s in bloom. (“Not another New York renaissance, Dan. “).
The maidens are fair. (“No, I do not want to hear about your torrid one night encounter with the leggy brunette from legal.”)
His presence radiates an undeniable regal aura that neutralizes Casiness. (“Majestic is not the word I’d use to describe you”)
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how did I menage to kill flowers i only had for one day?
Title: dating and other stupid plans 11/11
Author:einsoff
Author's website:-
Pairing: dan/Casey
Rating: pg
Category: slash
Summary: Dating is stupid- the end!
Sunday is the day of rest.
As long as your best friend doesn’t tell you he loves you.
And as long you don’t have sex with said friend.
Then turn him down.
But mostly it’s a day of rest as long as you haven’t got your producer knocking on your door.
“Dan, I promised myself I wouldn’t get involved.” Dana pushed in.
“And yet here you are…” Dan moaned.
“I’m a producer, getting involved is part of my job description.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s not true.”
“I’m doing you a favor. Against my better judgment, I might add, so just shut up and listen!”
Dan set down.
In silence.
“I’m sorry.” She almost whispered.
“What for?” Dan was confused.
“For mistreating you”
“Mistreating me? Dana, I’m sorry for what happened with me and you and Casey. I’m sorry for the rundown yesterday. Casey was being an asshole.”
“Don’t apologize for him.” Dana was upset.
“I tried making him apologize himself, but you know him.”
“That’s not what I meant, and you don’t give Casey enough credit. You two have nothing to apologize for. If anything, I’m the one who needs apologizing.”
“Dana…”
“No. just listen! OK?” Dana set down. “The dating plan... it’s...Suddenly the possibility of Casey and me together, got all too real, and I freaked. I thought the plan would buy me some time. Maybe during that time, I would…”
“Fall in love with him…”
“Yes”
“So why were you so upset about us dating?”
Dana was silent for a while and then softly said, “Six years ago, he was approached by the guys at NBC, about doing the Late Night show.”
“But he turned them down, I know. Because of Lisa...”
“Yes, he turned them down, but it had nothing to do with Lisa.”
“It was. She made him think he wasn’t funny, that he couldn’t do it.”
“He didn’t think he could do it. But it wasn’t because of Lisa. It was because of you.”
“What are you talking about?”
“They asked him to write some jokes for an audition. He came to me the night before, to try them out. He would read one, and I would laugh, and he’s say, ‘but do you think Dan will think it’s funny?’”
“He never told me that.” Dan seemed even more puzzled.
“Don’t you see? You’re his touchstone. He wants to improve himself for you. He wants to deserve you. He’s willing to change for you, like he never did for any of us. I’ve betrayed you Danny. I thought if he spent more time with you, he’d realize what he feels for you, what he always have.”
“What made you think I’d feel the same?”
“The fact, that I’m not blind.”
Dan didn’t say a word. Dana got up to leave, and as she reached the doorway she turned and said.
“He loves you Dan. Like he never loved Lisa, like he’ll never love me. “
And there was really nothing more to say.
“Hey” Casey opened the door.
“Hi...”Dan said shyly. “I thought, maybe, if you weren’t too busy, you’d like to go to dinner with me.
“Are you asking me out on a date?”
“Yes I guess I am… what do you say?”
“No.”
“No?” Dan was shocked “Oh… wow…I didn’t expect a no. Not that I don’t deserve a no, but still… “
“Dan”
“No, you’re right, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have assumed you’d still be interested.”
“Dan, shut up!”
“Shut up?”
“Yes. I’m saying no to a date, because I don’t want to date you.”
“You don’t?”
“No. I want to be in whatever comes right after dating.”
“Just love?” Dan grinned.
“Yeah that” Casey said and pulled him in for a kiss.
“Does that mean you forgive me?” Dan backed away enough to ask.
“Yes. Do you know why?”
“Why?”
“Because, to error is human” Casey pointed at Dan. “But to forgive-divine” he pointed at himself.
“You’re divine?” Dan said incredulously.
“As I recall ‘oh god, Casey, right there, oh god oh god’”
And Dan shut him up with a kiss.
Dinner was postponed
“You were wrong you know.” Casey said much later, as he was nakedly pressed against Dan’s back.
“What about?” Dan asked hazily.
“Just love. It doesn’t have to come as a second stage to anything. Sometimes, it catches you unprepared, sometimes it stealthily creeps in, slowly, gradually, sinking in, until you’re soaked in it.”
“That’s very poetic.”
“I had the right muse.”
“Where did you learn so much about love?”
“I had a very good teacher.”
“Yes you did.” Dan agreed.
And the kiss they shared was a promise that they’ll never have to date again.
disclaimer: last time I checked still wasn't mine.
rating:g
pairing: brian/ curt (somewhat).
slightly inspired by leonard cohen's halleluja.
Title: dating and other stupid plans 10/11
Disclaimer: Christmas time’s aknocking and I know what I want (*hints Sorkin*)
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Rating: G
Summary: just read it. It’s very short.
Title: dating and other stupid plans part 9/?
Author : einsoff
Disclaimer: someone else owns them. And the fun he must be having…
Rating: R(yey!)
Pairing: Dan/Casey.
*heart my sister*
- cuckoos nest:home
- diagnosis:
amused - voices in my head:peace piece- bill evans
title: Dating and other stupid plans 8/?
author:einsoff
disclaimer: someone else owns the characters.
warning; g
category:slash
summary: Casey tries again.
author:einsoff
disclaimer: someone else owns the characters.
warning; g
category:slash
summary: Casey tries again.
Casey did return accompanied by Dana just in time for the rundown. They entered the meeting room smiling. Dan wasn’t sure why, but his heart was threatening to tear off his chest.
He was so distracted all through the meeting that after Dana finally asked if anyone has anything else he wants to add, he barely noticed what Kim said.
But he was sure his name was in there somewhere.
“I said- I think it’s about time Dan told us who sent him those flowers.” Kim repeated.
“I did” he heard Casey’s voice beside him.
“So it’s true. You and Dan are truly dating…” Natalie said.
“No” –“yes”
He and Casey answered simultaneously.
“We had two dates, but Dan won’t date me anymore. Apparently I’m an egotistical, self absorbed, can’t- be- alone- for-more- than- two- seconds jerk.”
“That’s not what I said, and those were not dates.”
“Is it because you don’t find me attractive? A lot of people do, you know. Kim, aren’t I attractive?”
“You’re very handsome Casey.”
“Don’t encourage him.” Dan furrowed his brow.
“He did send you flowers. I think you should date him.”
“I agree” Natalie agreed.
“See everyone else thinks you should date me.”
“Good, now that we’re all in agreement, let us end this meeting.” Isaac said and got up. Everyone else followed.
“I can’t believe you just did that” Dan said once they reached their office.
“I decided I’m going to prove you wrong.”
“Prove me wrong by showing up all smiley faced with Dana”
“I can’t believe it- you’re jealous”
“I am not jealous.”
“You are too.”
“I’m not.”
“You don’t have to. I broke it off with Dana.”
“Huh”
“’Huh’- you’ll date me?”
“No, just a non-specific, generic ‘huh’.”
“So you won’t date me?”
“Casey, you’re not gay.”
“Well I want to sleep with you. That’s a little gay.”
“I’m going to go out for awhile. While I’m gone, I want you to try to remember you were once a sane individual.”
“You’re saying sleeping with you is insanity?”
“No… oh god… Casey… just…” and realizing he couldn’t even complete a whole sentence, Dan fled out.
I know i'm totally flirting with the guy and I can't help myself...
It's just that he's such a great person.
And he really boosts up my shattered confidence.
I loath myself. I do. really do.
- cuckoos nest:home
- diagnosis:
stressed - voices in my head:portishead- nobody loves me
title: Dating and other stupid plans p.7/?
disclaimer: all Aaron sorkin's
author: einsoff
warning: g
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Denial, Denial, Denial…
disclaimer: all Aaron sorkin's
author: einsoff
warning: g
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Denial, Denial, Denial…
Those are the basic guidelines to when your best friend kisses you, he thought.
He pushed Casey away, and mockingly said (in a way that, he hoped, disguised the smile that was plastered on his face) “you really got to stop doing that”. Then he fled inside, before Casey could say anything else.
Nothing blocked his view of the pyramids until his office desk was almost burdened down by a gigantic forest of flowers someone had the audacity to call a bouquet.
That caused quite a riot at the office, as everyone held their breath while he was reading the attached card.
“Come on! Don’t keep us in suspense: Who sent it?”
“A gentleman never tells.” Dan remained silent.
They tried to pry it out of him with various methods and devices, flattery and threats. Finally Isaac loudly cleared his throat to signal everybody it was time to go back to work. Dan and Casey were left alone in their office.
“Casey, why are you sending me flowers?”
“It’s part of the courtship.”
“This game is getting out of hand.”
“What game?”
“Come on Casey, if I didn’t know better… if it wasn’t you and me… I would think…’
“Think what?”
“Forget it.”
“Think I was serious?”
“Yeah… maybe…”
“I am”
“You’re what?”
“I am serious. I want you, and I’m going to do whatever I can to get you.”
“Get me to do what?”
“Get you” Casey said intently.
“Cut it out.”
“Cut what out?”
”It was funny for a while… but it’s not anymore.”
“I’m not trying to be funny.”
“You want me? What does that even mean??”
“Exactly what you think it means.”
“Do you really want to know what I think it means? I think it means you’re lonely. You figured you don’t want Dana so you’re searching for the next best thing- and I happen to be it.”
“Is that really what you think of me?”
“I know you Casey. You can’t be alone for more than two seconds.”
“Wow…”
“Tell me I’m wrong.”
“You’re wrong Danny…I didn’t realize you had such a poor opinion of me.”
“Casey…”
“Wow…”
“Casey.”
“I’m going to go out for a while.”
“Casey, wait!”
But Casey was already out the door.
The lost limericks of Edward lear
There was once a sportscaster of sports night
Who liked holding his co-anchor real tight
He would grab him and squeeze him
And kiss him and tease him
That naughty sportscaster of sports night.
There once was a desk in a station
That held secrets that would cause defamation
Nude men hid behind it
And it sure didn’t mind it.
That perverted ol’ desk at the station
There was once a producer called Dana.
Who thought she was going insana
She was feeling a rancor
When found two naked anchors
That angry producer called Dana.
why is it that burrowed clothes always look better on me than the clothes i buy for myself.
i'm a grown woman i should be able to know how shop for fashion.
one day people will start demanding their clothes back... and
i will be left with my ugly stuff...
title: Dating and other stupid plans part 6/?
author:einsoff
disclaimer: not mine
rating:g
pairing: dan/casey
There’s a very fine distinction between a rat-hole and ‘a last remnant of authentic underground culture’. A distinction, Casey thought, only Dan could make.
author:einsoff
disclaimer: not mine
rating:g
pairing: dan/casey
There’s a very fine distinction between a rat-hole and ‘a last remnant of authentic underground culture’. A distinction, Casey thought, only Dan could make.
“What are we listening to?”
Casey stared at the four musicians on the rickety stage
”Experimental jazz. A fusion of south- American, oriental and African music.”
“Right…
“You should thank me. I’m broadening your horizons.”
“I didn’t know I needed my horizons broadened”.
“Hey, I saw that.”
“Saw what?”
“The way you were tapping your feet on the floor. You’re enjoying this.”
“Yeah, they’re good. So… What now?”
“What do you mean?”
“Date-wise is there something I’m supposed to be doing”
“Compliment me. “
“What?”
“You should give me compliments”
“What? For real?”
“Yeah for real, Casey. It’s easy, here I’ll show you. This shirt looks very good on you.”
“It does?”
“Yeah it really shows off your figure.”
“Thanks. “
“Now me.”
“OK.” Casey thought for awhile.
“C’mon Casey it can’t be that hard.” Danny was offended.
“Ok I have one. When you get excited about something, or when you’re really happy, your eyes brighten up and they twinkle”
“Twinkle?”
“Yeah, that’s a good look on you. Yeah exactly, like that, right there” Casey pointed at Dan’s eyes.
“Casey”
“Yeah?”
“You need to apologize to Dana”
“Why?”
“People in love are not very good friends…” Dan reminded him.
“And I wasn’t a good friend to her?”
“You weren’t”
“I don’t think she’s a very good friend to me either.”
“That might be true, but, Casey, you’ve known each other for years.”
“So I should be the bigger man.”
“You are the bigger man.”
*
“You think people in love shouldn’t date?” Casey asked as they reached Danny’s building.
“No, I just think it’s harder.”
“Is it worth it?”
“Of course, there’s a much better chance of getting to the second stage”
“Just love?”
“Yes”
“Wait… A chance??”
“Yes some couples never reach that stage, sometimes they stay in the first stage for years, sometimes they go past the second stage and fall right out of love”
“Like me and Lisa…”
“Yeah…”
“Do you really think Dana’s in love with me?”
“I really wouldn’t know.”
“I don’t think I’m in love with Dana.”
“You don’t?”
“No. and I should know, shouldn’t I?”
“If anyone should, it should be you. Do you think you’ve reached the second stage?”
“No I don’t. I mean it should be easier, shouldn’t it?”
“What?
”Just love.”
“I guess”
“Like this, like now”
“What?”
“Like this date. Just love should be like this date”
“I guess…”
“Danny…” Casey grabbed his arm.
“Casey, it’s late.”
“Danny.”
“And we’re both pretty drunk.”
“Danny!.” Casey insisted.
“Good night.” Dan was about to kiss Casey on the cheek, when Casey caught his lips with his own.
title: dating and other stupid plans 5/?
author:einsoff
disclaimer: not mine
rating:g
Pairing: dan/casey
Dana was floored.
author:einsoff
disclaimer: not mine
rating:g
Pairing: dan/casey
Dana was floored.
Casey was smug
Danny’s expression conveyed betrayal.
“Well that was a surprising turn of events” Natalie peeped in. “How long has this been going on, and why wasn’t I invited?”
“Nothing is going on. Casey’s being an ass” Dana clarified, and pushed past Natalie to get out.
“You’re playing with fire, Casey…” Natalie looked at Dan with concern, and turned to leave.
“So what are we doing tonight?” Casey asked innocently.
“Casey, remember when I told you, you needed to pay more attention to the things you say and do?”
“Danny it’s just a kiss… You still haven’t answered my question: what are we doing tonight?”
“I don’t think I want to play this game anymore”
“Why not, it’s messing with Dana’s mind. I know you love messing with Dana’s mind”
“What I don’t like, is messing with her feelings”
“It was her idea in the first place. Why is OK for her to mess with my feelings?” Casey was hurt.
“So this is revenge?”
“It’s a taste of her own medicine.”
“Revenge”
“Call it whatever you like”
“I don’t do revenge”
“Then do your best friend a favor”
“What is it exactly that we’re doing? Because I thought I had a pretty good idea until you decided to kiss me”
“You’re my love guru, remember?”
“I think we need to revise my job description”
“Does that mean you’ll continue dating me?”
“It means I’ll think about it”
“I can handle that.”
*
“I know what you’re doing.” Dan said annoyed as air-time approached.
“What is it that I’m supposed to be doing?”
“Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you’ve been acting.”
“I haven’t tried to be clandestine.”
“You’re sucking up”
“I’m wooing you.”
“You’re what?”
“I’m courting you”
“Courting??”
“Yes. That’s what you’re supposed to do when you want to date someone who doesn’t want to date you”
“Oh man…”
“So, is it working?”
“If I say yes will you stop?”
“Upon my honor”
“You’re a pain in the ass.”
“Charming pain in the ass, who you’re dating tonight.”
Life is hard, and men are stupid.
On your way up you discovered exactly what to do and what to wear to get your way.
You gotta take advantage of everything God gave you, and if it means you need to sleep your way to the top, well that’s just what you got to do.
So what if most women don’t like you? you don’t care for most women.
You’re tough and independent and you almost always get what you want.
But now, in his bed, you’re dying for a kind word, wishing you weren’t just a substitute.
title: things forgotten
“And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day”
The crowd cheers as he gets off the podium/bar.
That speech, this hotel, his dark trousers and light blue blouse, the bottle of jagermeister, that look on his face, will forever be imprinted in your mind. No- your heart.
“we did it” he smiles at you and rests his hands on your shoulder.
“yes we did” you smile back.
He pulls you in for a hug.
“let’s celebrate this day every year” he whispers in your ear.
You melt into his warm embrace.
Title: dating and other stupid plans 4/?
Author:einsoff
Disclaimer: not mine. Will never be mine.
Pairing: Dan/Casey
Rating:g
Summery: the day after.
“You bought me coffee?” Danny looked up as Casey entered their office and offered him a cup.
“Cappuccino: no sugar, no foam.”
“Nice…why?”
“Just felt like it”
“So…” Casey waited a little. “how do I rate?”
“As a coffee buyer? Great”
“No, as a first date?”
“You brought me coffee to get on my good side didn’t you?”
“No. do I need to get on your good side?”
“You were a very good first date” Dan assured him.
That’s when Dana walked in.
“You can’t date Dan because I say so…”
“What?”
“I veto it”
“You don’t have veto rights” Casey caught on.
“Sure I do it’s my plan and I say you can’t date Dan”
“It’s Dan or I’m vetoing the whole plan”
“Fine” Dana gave up “So how did it go last night?”
“You mean our date?”
“It wasn’t a date, it was you and Dan”
“So?”
“Unless you tell me you’ve been dating Dan for the last ten years, you and Dan dining together does not constitute a date!”
“So what would constitute me dating Dan?
“Um… well…” Dana was stuck “Oh” she had an idea “kissing”
“It’s not a date unless I kiss the person I’m dating?”
“Yeah…” Dana hesitated.
“Fine”
Casey got up, and fortunately for Dan he had the sense to put down his cup before Casey leaned in to kiss him.
Title: dating and other stupid plans 3/?
Author: not mine. all theirs. boo..
Author's website:none
Pairing: casey/dan
Rating: g
Summary:and the date goes on
“Dana knows me” Casey blurted out of nowhere, as he was walking Dan home.
“Yes, she does” Danny understood.
“Then she would know to read between my self absorbed lines”
“Dana knows you, but she’s also in love with you”
“And that’s a problem?”
“People in love are not very good friends to one another”
“That doesn’t sound right”
“But it’s true. In order to be a good friend you need to be able to distance yourself emotionally from the other person. To not be affected by everything the other person says or does.”
“And people in love can’t do that?”
“No, not really”
“So you can either have a relationship or a friendship?’
“No. Fortunately, that stage, that intense in love stage, passes.”
“I thought that was the best stage?”
“It’s not. The best stage is next to come.”
“What’s that?”
“Just love”
“And just love allows you to be friends?”
“Definitely”
“I think I prefer just love”
“Me too” Dan nodded and smiled.
“Well here we are” Casey looked up at Dan’s apartment building.
“Here we are” Dan echoed.
“So… What now?”
“Are we still on date- mode?”
“Yes”
“Then we say goodbye, and you may kiss me on the cheek”
“I’m supposed to kiss Dana on the cheek? You forget we already kissed. Besides don’t you usually end up in their bed on the first date?”
“Yes, but I very seldom want to have a relationship with them. If you want a relationship, don’t get physically intimate with a person before there’s an emotional intimacy.”
“Dana was wrong, you are a woman.”
“But I’m also right. I’m your love guru.”
That’s when Casey leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.
“Good night.” Casey smiled and turned to leave.
“Good night” Dan whispered.
einsoff disclaimer:disclaimer: not mine
pairing:dan/casey
“I don’t think, it should be this easy”
“What?” Danny contemplated whether or not to ask the waitress to change his greasy dish, and risk ruining his advances at her, or to just suck it up. He ate his over fried chicken in silence.
“You’re making this date too easy. How am I supposed to learn anything?” Casey demanded.
“So this is a learning session?”
“Well I’m sure as hell not here for this fine cuisine and your failing attempts at picking up our waitress”
“Her name is Shelly and she has completely fallen for my manly charms”
“You’re delusional”
“I’m delusional?? You my friend, have subjected yourself to the cockamamie plan of a neurotic woman, and found yourself dating your best male friend. I should direct you to Abbey. She’s going to have a field day with you.”
“I will not argue that point, because, yes, Dana is insane. But that’s not my problem.”
“Would it be your sense of fashion, or rather lack thereof?”
“No”
“Your awful taste in music?”
“No”
“Your inability to hold your liquor?”
“No, Dan, it seems I’m not such a great first dater as I chose to believe I am”
“You’re not?”
“Reviewing my past, I would risk saying I’m one of the worst first dater in history.”
“Not the worst…”
“With Leesa I left the table to watch you doing our show. My date with Pixley didn’t even end. From then on it’s been a series of miserable first dates that never led to a second. “
“Then yes you’re right, you are a bad first-dater. Am I here to mend your ways?”
“Yes, you’re supposed to make me better for my date with Dana. But you’re doing a very bad job at that”
“How is that?”
“First dates are usually like hitting my head against the wall over and over again. With you it’s almost effortless.”
“That’s because I have the benefit of already knowing you”
“What do you mean?”
“Forget it I don’t want to offend you”
“Since when?”
“Fine. I’m sure it’s completely unintentional but sometime you say and do things, and I’m sure you don’t mean to, but sometimes you come off a little...”
“What? Just say it?”
“Self absorbed”
“You think I’m self absorbed?”
“No, I don’t, because I know you.”
“And that’s why our date is better, because you know me?’
“Because I can read between your self absorbed lines...”
“God…its worse then I thought. Now, not only am I a bad first dater, I’m also a bad person.”
“You’re not a bad person. I wouldn’t have you as my best friend if I thought you were a bad person. “
”but everybody I date seem to think so. I’m hopeless”
“You’re not hopeless Casey. You just have to pay more attention to the things you say and do.”
“Have I done or said anything self absorbed tonight?”
“No you haven’t. Are you going to obsess over it for the rest of the night?”
“Yes I am”
“That’s a little self absorbed...”
“See? hopeless.”
“No Casey, because wherever there is Dan there is hope.”
“I can’t believe I took you as my guide”
“I can’t believe you haven’t thought about it earlier”
“I can’t believe you’re still eating that chicken”
disclaimer: I use 'em and abuse 'em but at the end of the day they go back to Aaron Sorkin
Pairing: dan/Casey
*
“I’m going to date Dan”
Was Casey’s reply, when Dana asked him about his progression with her dating plan.
“Come on, get serious” she said.
“I am” Casey responded. Deadpan expression on his face.
“You are?” Danny was as surprised as Dana.
“Casey, you can’t date Danny” Dana sounded half amused half outraged.
“Why not?” Casey asked.
“Yeah why not?” Danny joined in on the game.
“You know why not”
“I honestly don’t”
Dana made a displeased sigh.
“Because Dan, as opposed to common misconception, is not a woman.”
“She’s got a point” Danny waited for Casey’s comeback.
Dana wasn’t pleased for long.
“So you’re saying that your brilliant dating plan excludes men? That’s sexism.”
“He’s got you there” Danny took the comfortable role of commentator.
“And, you have no romantic interest in Danny” She tried again.
“I thought you didn’t want me to get romantically interested in the people I date”
Casey landed a knock out, leaving Dana speechless.
“Dana this is perfect” Casey continued “I date Danny for as long as your plan requires, at the end of which, I date you, and no one has to get hurt”
“But it totally misses the point of my plan” Dana tried with a last effort. “The whole point was for you to get out there, see what it’s like. So you don’t have to when we’re together.”
“Danny has been out there enough for the both of us, I’m sure he can show me what it’s all about”
Dana felt helpless. Casey had obviously thought it through.
“I’ll come back when I have a better retort. I’m not done with you yet mister” and she stormed off their office.
Casey beamed with smugness.
“What makes you think I’ll date you anyway?” Dan decided to wipe off that smugness.
“Why wouldn’t you? I’m handsome, I’m a good conversationalist, and I’m a perfect gentleman- no funny stuff before the third date, I promise.”
“Will you also pay?”
“Naturally”
“Count me in”.
sn100 challenge 131- opposites
title:" new year's resolutions"
disclaimer: Copyright is such a dirty word
warning: nc-17
Mark's an assman, Tim likes tits. Proud graduates of the twist-and-pull school of sex.
("They don't screw off").
I wriggle around to show my discomfort.
maybe an encouragement will make them change positions.
("oh yeah")
("ouch") nope.
Mark is probing my eardrum with his tongue. Tim decides there's a scratch and sniff sign on my clitoris. I should have let them stick with the previous technique. At least it wasn't gross.
Finally penetration! I can fake my orgasm and kick them out.
Tim comes.
("Kim not Lyn")
Then again, his name might be Jim.
This is my last threesome...
I was walking down the street and these two gorgeous French men were walking in front of me. they were bumping shoulders, laughing and talking intimately in french!
oh god, and suddenly i had this image of them making out, undressing each other.
What's wrong with me?
disclaimer:Someone must have posted this kind of message before, I haven't read it.
Casey of the Canon:
I have a few problems with canon Casey. The first one, is that I don't feel like I know enough about him. A problem I don't have with Dan, for example. I know where Dan comes from, I know where he went to school, I know about his family, his religion, his political views, I have a pretty good idea what sort of person he is.
I do know is that Casey is 33, I know about his marriage (somewhat..), I know he has a son, I know he was offered to be a late night show host, and that he has some obscure history with Dana. I know he did some gymnastics in his past, and that he speaks four languages, but I don't feel like I know him.
Most of what I do know I don't like:
He slept with Sally for three months, without even liking her. Even after he knew she's slept with Gordon. He acted like an asshole on his date with pixley, and if that wasn't bad enough, he picked her up again, while he was on a date with another woman. That was awful.
But the worst part was how he treated Danny. Danny has been the most amazing friend to Casey, during his divorce, then through the whole Dana thing, and Casey never returned the favor.Not when Rebeca left, and not when Danny was begging for forgiveness.
also, I don't see self deprecation, as being one of Casey's qualities. I think there's more to the whole Late Night business. As much as I think there's more to Casey's divorce than Lisa's being a bitch.
The bottom line is, I think canon Casey is incredibly self centered.
Somehow though the fandom has created a whole new Casey
Fandom Casey
Fandom Casey is an uptight anal freak. But a lovable one. He's a supportive and a reliable friend. He sometimes suffers from a low self esteem. He's an amazing father. He's a geek and very uncertain around women. On the other hand he doesn't stress over his appearance his age or his uncoolness.
You gotta love Fandom Casey.
Now that I wrote it down, I realize I have no point. sorry. Just something to think about.
The world series
Title "What a difference a day makes" 10/10
Disclaimer: Aaron Sorkin is the luckiest man in the world
Warning: PG
Pairing: Casey/Dan
You had to learn the hard way, that the process of falling in love with your best friend, is a bit like grieving your friendship.
Denial
"We kissed" you can hear a voice beside you say.
You try your hardest to fall asleep, but instead you find yourself nodding.
"It was awkward"
You nod again.
"But you still liked it"
"I almost got a nose bleed" you turn to face his imaginary complexion.
"But you liked it."
You turn back your head and shut your eyes. Maybe if you'll ignore him he'll go away.
"You really liked it"
You nod again.
"But you left"
"I had to"
"While you were still straight?"
"While I still could"
Anger
You want to call him. You want to pick up the phone and call him.
"Call me"
NO. You scold yourself.
"Call me" The voice insists.
NO. You know things will look totally different in the morning.
Tomorrow you'll regret having made that call.
Tomorrow you'll remember he's your best friend. You'll remember just what that means.
Right now, though, you can't look past the gut- tearing need, to hear him, to shout at him.
"What did you do to me?"
Bargaining
You make an agreement with yourself, that if you end up talking to him today, you'll tell him.
He calls. It doesn't seem like he regrets kissing you last night.
"If he calls me again", you tell yourself after hanging up, "I will tell him."
Charlie is a good distraction.
He does call again, and you say to yourself,
"If I see him today I'll tell him".
Then you are with him on that roof,
and you tell yourself,
"If only Charlie wasn't around."
And suddenly he isn't, and your hand is pressed roughly against his heart.
And you know that if you push any less, your hand will be shaking.
If only he'll tell you what those words mean...
But then you are home again, watching him doing your show.
"You love me" the voice says as you lay down to sleep.
You look at him and nod.
You will tell him tomorrow.
Depression
You want to stop him. But you don't know what to say.
You have no shirt on, and she has no pants.
And he fled out so fast, he didn't even let you explain.
You pace around the office like a lunatic.
driving everybody crazy.
"where is Danny?"
why isn't he back yet?
And Isaac understands.
So does Jeremy.
What if he doesn't?
He comes back, two hours too late, from his interview,
wearing the face of sadness.
Acceptance
"Danny" he's sitting in editing watching his interview with Bobby Valentine,
pausing on a close- up of Valentine's face.
Bobby Valentine's dead expression is echoed in Danny's face.
You call out his name again. He doesn't acknowledge you.
You close the door and sit down.
"Danny" you reach out and touch him. He doesn't back away.
It's worse, he disregards your touch.
"There's no hope Casey." he lowers his gaze.
"Yes there is" you tell him.
"They're going to lose. I could see it in his eyes"
"what?" you're confuzed.
"Bobby Valentine's eyes, he knows."
"Danny, look..." You try to move closer still.
He shifts his face to look at you.
"You know sleeping with Sally Sasser, the very masculine Sally Sasser, is the worst thing you could do, if you're trying to prove you're not gay."
"I didn't" You tell him "I didn't sleep with Sally".
He looks back down, shaking his head.
"You don't have to lie to me, you don't have to answer to me." .
You strengthen your grip on his wrist. "Sally showed up about ten minutes before you got there, in nothing but my shirt under her coat, she left ten minutes after you did, I didn't sleep with her."
"But you wanted to" he almost whispers.
"Yes I did" he pulls his wrist away from your hold.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I wanted to sleep with Sally, and I couldn't"
"You know, your impotence is really none of my business."
"I couldn't sleep with her because of you." You try to explain.
You try to make him look at you.
"I didn't mean to get in your way." He says flatly.
"That's not what I meant"
suddenly he swivels in his chair towards you.
"What are you so afraid of? Is it being called gay? Do you think you're less of a man if you sleep with other men?" He stares at you accusingly.
At least now you can see his eyes.
"No, Danny..." You want to make him understand. He always got you, why can't he now?
"As long as I'm straight I have every excuse to go on seeing the Sallys and the Pixlys and the Lisas of the world. but If I'm gay, I don't have any excuse to see anyone else but you."
"So you're not gay because you don't want to sleep with me?" he's baffled
Why is it so hard? Why aren't the words coming out right?
"Yes.No. Wait Danny listen!"
You inhale deeply. And start again.
" I miss you... all the time. Jeremy didn't get it wrong, I imagine talking to you when you're not there, doing things..."
Are you really blushing?
"with you.It never happened to me before. You're my best friend. You mean too much. This means too much. I want you too much. "
And Danny doesn't say a word, but there's comprehension in his eyes.
He knows you. He knows what you're trying to say.
" Danny I need you to tell me, what you said yesterday on the roof"
He smiles, Grabbing your collar leaning forward. He takes a deep breath, and there's a long silent intermission before he opens his mouth again to speak.
" Ani O'hev otcha- I love you." another long breath "tamid ahavti- I always have. Ani tamid o'hav...."
"you always will." you complete
You stop him mid-nod with your lips. In between kisses you menage to say,
"I love you too Danny" . You really want to say 'My Danny', but then you remember you're still men.
Go on- Read the HAPPYLOGUE
Go on- Read the HAPPYLOGUE
Epilogue to The world series
Title:Happylogue
Disclaimer: In my mind they're mine and they're naked
Warning: R
Pairing: Casey/Danny
Unfortunately they had to stop kissing.
For two reasons: One, because they were doing it in the middle in a workday, and editing didn't exactly accomomodate the desired level of privacy. And two, because they had a feeling this would not stop at kissing, and for that purpose editing most definitely didn't accommodate the desired level of privacy.
Casey got up to leave, giving Danny a little smile, that told him he wasn't quite done with him yet.
Then he disappeared.
No one had seen him till the postponed eight o'clock rundown, where he showed up short -winded and disheveled.
He gave Danny a little apologetic smile, and acted as if nothing happened.
When Danny finally cornered him in their office, he mumbled something about a surprise and 'you'll love it, I promise'.
He promised it will all be revealed after the show, and said that Danny should remain patient.
Asking yielded no results.
Questioning was pointless.
Begging was futile.
Casey would divulge nothing.
And time stood still.
Time redefined Slow.
It was like time took a timeout from moving.
Someone was holding time hostage and no one was paying ransom.
It's like the world was captured inside a TV recorder, and someone kept pushing the pause button.
By the time he ran through every possible metaphor and simile, Danny realized only two minutes had gone by.
Total frustration.
The worst part was, that casey seemed totally unmoved, by the unmovement of time. Every once in a while Danny tried throwing him off-balance. He would lick his lips, in a mindless fashion, or run his fingers slowly down his chest, rubbing his belly . He'd notice Casey was looking, checking him out under his brow, shooting quick glances while typing at his computer,and somehow Casey still remained unnerved.
Could it possibly be that Casey was better at keeping it together?
Was Casey cooler than him???
He had to cast away that thought from his mind.
Somehow, it was ten minutes before air.
And Casey was still completely together, Danny's mind went bonkers.
Their kiss must have done some permanent damage to his brain.
Not such a detrimental damage he couldn't do the show, but enough, that he couldn't help grinning like an idiot every time he turned to Casey on-camera.
The show was done, and Casey's calmness and patience were gone with the wind, he grabbed Danny by his hand and hurriedly led him to the elevators.
"Where are going?" Danny asked when Casey pushed the button to the 21st floor,.
Casey didn't answer. He just tapped his foot nervously as they were making their way up.
They got out of the elevator and darkness set in. But only for Danny, because Casey's hand was covering his eyes. Casey was pushing him forward in what he assumed was a corridor.
Then they stopped.
An office- Casey took his hand away to reveal an office!
A dark office.
He wanted to tell him he had seen offices before, but then Casey pushed the light switch on, and Danny couldn't help grinning at the sight: something that look like a tent covered with masking tape.
"You built me a Sukkah?"
"Built would be an overstatement, it's a travel booth" Casey looked smug.
"So what's with the tape?"
"The instructions were bit more complicated than I thought..." Casey lowered his gaze, blushingly.
-- "So what do you think?" He finally asked.
Danny went over to have a better inspection of the amalgam of nylon and steal. The structure seemed fairly stable, but the big surprise was inside. Two sleeping bags were spread out, topped by the two pillows. On one of the pillows very innocently rested a pack of condoms a lube and a small towel.
"I see you thought of everything." Danny smiled teasingly at Casey
"Down to the toothbrush and the change of clothes". Casey was unfazed
"Never thought you being anal would ever be this useful"
"You didn't tell me what you thought?" Casey persisted.
"Well I don't think it's kosher, but it will do"
Danny found a very comfortable resting place for his arms, around Casey's neck, and went in for a kiss.
"So what is this place?" He asked as their lips parted.
"Ah huh,now that's very interesting...I did a little research today."
Danny's eyes were quizzical.
Casey went on to explain "You know how I was told my office was on the 21st floor?"
"so this is your office.." Danny tried
"I did say interesting didn't I?"
"I'm sorry go on.."
"Well it appears I've been lied to, or was at least gravely misinformed. The truth is that even if I wanted to use my own office I couldn't"
"Because you can't bare the thought of me being out of reach?" Danny smiled.
"No. because Dana is using it. It seems my office is Dana's office, or more accurately Dana's office is my office."
"So where is Dana's office?"
"The conference room."
"And the conference room?"
"Isaac's office."
"And Isaac's office" Danny wished Casey would get to his point already.
"You're standing in it, my friend."
"Wow."
"I know. the number of people having sex in Isaac's office, is multiplied weekly"
"A real epidemic..." Danny suddenly realized something. "So what makes you think I'm willing to sleep with you?"
"I did build you a booth" Casey tried to look offended.
"I think you're making a mockery out of my jewish heritage"
"I did build you a booth" he repeated.
"I think you're belittling my religious conviction"
"You don't have a religious conviction... "
"One day I might just move to Israel, then we'll see who's got the last laugh"
"That would still be me"
" How do you figure?"
"Israel's national sport is soccer"
"Than I guess I'm not moving to Israel"
"That's just as well, I kind of like the thought of keeping you around." Casey looked intently at Danny.
"Casey as I recall there was some talk about sex"
"Huh yes." Casey did recall, and resumed their sexual activity.
They were kissing. If that could actually be called that. There was biting, and licking, and shoving tongues, and groping, and loosening ties, and taking off of jackets, and in between their lips might have accidentally met.
Danny shoved Casey against the sofa that was still covered with nylon. Their breath was erratic, their touching desperate, and just as Casey was about to lean forward and start stripping Dan's shirt off, Danny backed away.
*********
He stops. He just stops.
You search bewilderingly in his eyes for a reason. He smiles, and shows you by example how to calm your breathing down.
And you get it. He wants to savor it. Every touch, every feeling, every sound and smell.
He wants your bodies to pronounce the words your mouth cannot utter.
He wants your first time to be controlled and intentional.
He kneels down on the floor by your feet, leaning back on his ankles. He carefully places your shoe- clad feet on his thighs. He slowly unlaces your shoes, and while removing them he slides his palm against your heel, then along your sole up to your toes. The duplication of the experience doesn't decrease the thrill. in fact it increases the speed of the small shots of shiver, that are running up your spine ,down through your chest, finally settling in your groin.
Danny snakes soft fingers up your calves, stroking softly until he clutches the edge of your socks, softly trailing his fingers down your feet, as he takes them off.
He lifts your legs, one at a time, and places small kisses on each of your toes, then draws them into his mouth. Licking each toe, down to the web, as he gets the big one, he starts sucking it. The sucking noises accompanied by tiny almost voiceless moans that come out of his mouth, are like an interlude to what is yet to come.
He drops your legs, and moves his fingers up your thighs. kissing and stroking his way up to your crotch. He pulls the tie over your head, and starts unbuttoning your blouse. He then removes it along with your undershirt , so slowly, you're about to scream. He obviously doesn't feel rushed by your enthusiasm. He goes back to the starting position. nuzzling his way from your groin to your collar bone, his nails scratching at your skin, his tongue brushing your chest hair.
And when he reaches your nipples. You realize imaginary Danny has nothing on him.
First he circles them with his tongue in a spiral motion. His fiery tongue, lights flames in your body. He places his teeth, at first just teasingly, then pulls at the sensitive skin, softly biting. The sharp pain soon turns into pleasure, as he cools the aroused area with wetness. It feels like it's going on for hours, and you wouldn't mind so much, if your cock wasn't threatening to shoot out at any moment.
You cry out his name, with a voice you're not sure is yours. Surprisingly high, and impossibly low, all at the same time.
You can feel his grin as he nibbles down your chest. He darts a clenched tongue into your naval, while unzipping your pants. He frees your trapped cock, and licks the shaft.
And suddenly he pulls away.
You don't think your body can go through that again.
"Dan.." your whimpering voice pleads. He lifts himself up, Placing his hands on your knees. "Don't stop" you menage to say, somehow.
"I want you to inside me" He whispers.
Gulp.
"I though..." you clear you throat. "I thought you didn't bottom"
"I want this to be a new experience for both of us." He says against your ear.
.
Um...O.K
It's only then you realize how abominably you failed at undressing him. You raise him up to his feet, while getting up yourself. This time when you cup his face to kiss him, you know exactly what you're doing. Letting your lips and tongue relax, you place them very softly against his. In a series of small encounters, your tongues are barely touching through the thin gap between his lips. You never shut your eyes once, nor let him shut his.
You want him to know.
You want him to go through the same excruciating frustration you did, as you take one item at a time off him.
You step out of your pants and instruct him to lie down beside you on the sleeping bag.
You try to keep your composure, as you examine the nude form you have been fantasizing about, every night over the last week. It's like cutting a tree with a herring. He just stares up at you waiting to be debauched,
You run moist lips, along his jawline, moving on to kiss his ear, sucking the loose skin. Your hand moves until it finds purchase at his hip.
You are thrown by how responsive his body is to your touch. He matches kiss for kiss, lick for lick, grip for grip and moan for moan.
You grab his shoulder, and he understands correctly, and turns over.
You really got to have a moment to take it all in : How Danny is, suddenly, this whole new person. how each of his body parts becomes more lovable just by idea of ownership. You lay claim to Danny's neck with your mouth, you conquer every vertebra with your lips, you throw a victory march over his ass with your teeth and finally, part the cheeks and flag his cleft with your tongue.
"Oh god!" Danny is panting and shaking, he's nearly humping the sleeping bag beneath him. It encourages you to keep going.
First, just licking, then pushing you tongue inside, then sucking the skin around the hole.
His body surges up as you start pushing lube -slick fingers inside him.
His words become incoherent and you take that as a good sign. But you also know this is the crunch time, if you don't act now, it will all over. At least for one of you. You push Danny up to his knees, slick yourself up, and align your cock with his ass.
It's so tight, you are caught between the urge to push in, and the fear of hurting him.
You can see his trying to relax, forcing his muscles to loosen. Somehow, you find yourself inside him.
At first you're only a few inches in. then each time as you thrust, you're a little deeper, until finally, your up to your balls inside him.
One of your hands is on his waist, the other one reaching around to grab his cock, jerking him off as you thrust inside him.
Every one of your senses is tuned in.
The smell of the sweat and sex, filling up your nostrils.
The obscene noises coming out of your mouths, echoing in your ears.
The sight of your cock disappearing in his ass...
The salty taste of sweat from his neck and spine. ..
And the feeling, oh GOD the feeling, not one thunder but a rain of orgasms, pouring down on you, in small intervals.
Danny's body vibrating beneath yours and you can tell he's about to come.
His muscles contract around your dick, and you start pumping cum in his ass.
You collapse beside him.
There's silence, and uneven breathing, and a real promise that something great is still to come.
"So I guess you're anal in more than one way" He says still panting.
You turn your face to look at him, and you both break into a laugh.
You know it wasn't the joke. It was something that was pent up inside you for too long.
It's like you were holding your breath for twelve years, without realizing it.
"Tomorrow's the big game" you say once the laugh dies down. "Are you excited?"
Danny leans forward, planting small lazy kisses on your shoulder, then on you face, finally on your lips" Very, Very excited.", he says against you mouth.
He, then, rests his head on your chest, and nods off.
You feel like you just hit a homerun.
Don't forget to read the comments
1. As I might have mentioned before,this is therapy. Not professional though, since I still haven't shared this sordid part of my life with my therapist.
2. My parents are atheists, I'm walking around with a big question mark on my head. So, if you were wandering if I'm an orthodox jew- I'm not.
3. And yet somehow the story turned out very very jewish. Don't ask me why, I don't have an answer.
4. I realize most american jews don't build a sukkah, and i really doubt Danny parents did. Let alone let him sleep in one in connecticut that time of year.
5. While we're on the subject. I've never been to New York. I don't really know how the JCC looks like. And If in fact they had a sukkah in the year 2000. (I do know they have one now)
6. I needed Danny to speak a language Casey doesn't understand. I do realize most american jews don't speak hebrew. But my sources are limited: I know English, Hebrew, Spanish and very poor Italian. Three of those languages- Casey speaks. That didn't leave me much to work with.
7. I don't know S#%^$ about baseball. what I do know is wikipedia'd. So if you catch on on any mistakes, know that that's the reason.
8. Dana started talking about the Subway series on Sunday. Although it was only on a tuesday that it was announced, there was actually going to be a Subway series. I don't really care.
9. If you encounter any discrepancies, changes of style and moods, misuse of the english language, or change of literary style. you may attribute it to my lack of experience or the fact that I'm bi-polar
10. And when I say bi-polar, I mean I live on both poles, and with all that traveling I hardly have time to refine my prose.
I hate packing.
packing means, sorting through my stuff.
which means organizing my stuff.
and I have so much stuff.
I have so much to do... and so little time. I hate it.
But I do love my new place...
meanwhile.. I wish to wish you all a
H A P P Y S U K K U T
and give a hug to
catwalksaloneDisclaimer: will never ever be mine. Boo!
PG
I- The groove
"That's all for us. I'm Casey McCall alongside Dan Rydell, and If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. That's Sports Night. We'll see you tomorrow."
-- "Music" --
-- "Go" --
-- "animation" --
"and we're out"
" Great show guys" Dana called from the control room. "Really, really great show."
"Thanks " they answered almost unanimousely.
"We've got our groove back!" Dan said excited.
"We really do!" Casey smiled.
"So are you coming to Anthony's for drinks?" Dan asked
"Yeah, sure"
******
"So..." Natalie sat down at their table. "What's going on?" She was in her interrogative mode. Dan and Casey kept their poker face on.
"Well the world series is in three days, Ryan Roberts is taking Grant Irons place at Notre Dame, but you should already know that if you actually paid attention to the show" Casey said sarcastically.
"Maybe she was too busy having sex with Jeremy in Isaac's office." Dan added too calmly.
Natalie was stunned "How did you know about that?"
"We are sworn to secrecy." Casey said.
"You know, that was one hell of a show" Natalie decided to go for a rear surprise attack.
"Thank you" Casey said suspiciously.
"I mean it, you guys got your groove back."
"That's exactly what I said" Danny turned to Casey "Isn't it exactly what I said?"
"That, it is." Casey agreed.
"The best show in months.Definitely the best show this week." Natalie continued "With Dan being grumpy, pouty and grouchy, and you," she looked at Casey. "Playing the roles of the rest of the 7 dwarfs"
"I wasn't pouty" Danny was offended.
"Is there really a dwarf called Pouty?" Casey turned to Danny
"No, there isn't." Danny confirmed.
"mmm..." Casey pondered ." So are the 7 dwarfs cool?" He finally asked, consciously ignoring Natalie.
"Nothing that came out of Disney is cool, Casey"
"What about Robin Williams?"
" He's cool, what does he have to do with Disney?"
"He did the voice of Genie in Aladdin"
"an obvious lapse of judgement on his part . Every form of entertainment, where characters break into song, is by definition uncool."
"So you include musicals there?"
"Oh, musicals are at the bottom of the uncool valley."
"You liked 'The Producers' "
"That's because it's Mel Brooks, he can do whatever he wants and still be cool. Besides, every musical that menages to include the line 'Don't be stupid, be a smarty, come and join the Nazi party!' is cool in my book"
"Hey guys!" Natalie was irritated, she somehow gotten a hold of today's paper. "Listen to this:
"A warm-hearted, playful Leo moon sets the mood for a party. In this frame of mind, you can find beauty and beatitude during Tomorrow's exquisite Venus-Neptune matchup. Sexy secrets are revealed later that night when the sun enters Scorpio -- everything becomes more intense during Scorpio, the smallest event feels like it's a matter of life or death. Dramatic, you bet, but not necessarily the be-all, the end-all or even the truth. Weird Uranus does a forward flip. Hold tight to something, someone you can count on."
"Uranus doing a forward flip...there's a joke in there somewhere..." Danny said amused. "Natalie why are you reading us your horoscope?"
"It's not mine. It's yours" She looked at Dan.
"why are you reading us *my* horoscope?" Dan asked preplexed.
"I thought maybe the stars have a better insight into your psyche"
"Dan doesn't need any scorpio to turn everything into a drama" Casey said laughingly.
And Dan didn't need any astrologer to tell him something was on. The Universe was practically shouting it in his ears.
II- Change
"I'm sorry" Casey said as they were walking out of Anthony's
"What about?" Dan asked.
"For the way I've been acting the last few days."
" You're officially forgiven." Dan smiled. "Hey you wanna go back to my place, we can watch tuesday's game, I've got the tape"
"Yeah, let's go" Casey smiled back.
******
"Hey you remember that place, we used to go to back in Dallas?" Danny asked as the game ended. The Yankees defeated Seattle's team. They were comfortably sprawled on Dan's couch each with a beer in his hand. Dan tried to remember the last time, the silence between them was this relaxed.
Casey had to think a little before he answered,"Buck's?"
"Buff's?" Danny wasn't sure.
"I think it was Buck's"
"That was some place, huh?"
"What made you think of it? "
"I used to love that place... still do" Danny reminisced.
On the odd days, Lisa actually allowed Casey to have a boys-night-out, they would go there. A worn- down place on the side of the highway, with it's regular crowed of local misfits. Ol' time cowboys, and has been beauty queens , an occasional Elvis impersonator or a stripper who just finished her shift at the adjacent strip-club. The coffee was awful, and they only served a local beer, with a weird name and a taste of piss.
During his entire time in New York he hadn't found a place that stood in comparison with that diner.
Those odd nights were the only nights he could remember having Casey's undivided attention. They were almost completely anonymous, so when someone did approach them after recognizing them from "TEEEVEEE", they would gloat for days. But usually they basked in their incognito status.
It was still back when they were counting their blessing, in awe of the unbelievable luck that has befallen them. Doing a show they loved with people they loved, about sports. They were actually paid to talk about sports.
They loved talking about sports.
They loved talking to each other about sports.
They loved talking to each-other.
So, back at Buck's or Buff's, or whatever it's name was, they would spent the entire night enjoying a conversation that was never strained or forced.
"New York has changed us" Danny said out of the blue.
"I think we've changed. New York had nothing to do with it"
"Maybe. But then there was going national, the pressure from the network, your divorce, my mental health, fame and fortune. That changed us.."
"I wouldn't go so far as to say "fame and fortune". But you're right we have changed. That's not necessarily a bad thing, Danny"
"You're the one who said he didn't want anything to change." Danny reminded him of their earlier conversation.
"Yeah I know.. I think I'm too drunk for us to be having this talk." Casey leaned back and put his hand over his eyes. It was as if, suddenly, the alcohol set in.
"Are you o.k?" Danny asked concerned.
"Yeah... my head is spinning" He rested his cheek on the back of the couch and looked at Danny who did the same. "I love our show, Danny"
"I know, me too"
"And I love the people we work with. I mean, they can be pig headed, and nosy, and, well, annoying as hell..."
Danny laughed.
"But I love them. And you love New York" Casey pointed out, his voice was drowsy, and his eyelids were heavy, nearly shutting down.
"I do."
Casey's face fell tiredly forward, until his forehead met Danny's. He opened his eyes abruptly when he felt Danny's lips on his.
The kiss was messy, and sloppy. Their noses bumped. And they parted to rub away the pain from the bump
They both laughed. "Ouch!!" Casey said between chuckles.
"I think it's sign for me to go home." He said
"I'll call you a cab." Danny agreed.
" Good thing I have a day off tomorrow..." Casey muttered.
"I hate you" Danny, who didn't have a day off, said as he rose from the couch, to get to the phone.
"Life's a bitch" Casey teased
" Your bitch. apparently"
"Yeah life sure are good to me" Casey lazily gloated.
Danny went to sleep with a smile on his face.
III- My funny valentine
"Danny!" Dana caught him on his way to his office from the noon rundown.
"Dana.." He turned to face her.
"I wanted to tell you: great show last night!"
"Thank you"
"So I guess, whatever you and Casey been through, is over?"
""We're good!"
"I could ask, but I don't think you'll tell me. So I won't"
"That's good"
"Just tell me this. Is it about me and Calvin?" a worried expression on her face.
"I honestly don't think it is"
"Good, because you know he's the one who made it perfectly clear that we were no longer... whatever we were"
"I know"
"So, you really think he's O.K about Calvin?"
"I really do. He likes Calvin, and he likes you, and he knows you make each other happy"
" We really do" She beamed.
"Calvin is a great guy" Dan added
"He is"
Then she shook her head."That's not what I wanted to talk to you about.."
"It isn't?"
"No. I didn't want to say anything before I was sure, but I just got confirmation this morning."
"confirmation to what?"
"Well I've got good news and bad news. The bad news is that you can't have a day off tomorrow" She stopped him before he opened his mouth in protest "Wait, before you say anything. The reason you can't have a day off tomorrow is that I got you an interview with Bobby Valentine"
"You what?" Dan's jaw was hanging by a thread.
"Calvin knows a guy, who knows a guy, who paid a guy off"
"And that got me an interview with Bobby Valentine?" He said in disbelief.
"So the bad news, not so bad anymore?"
"Dana I would marry you right now." He picked her off her feet in a tight squeeze. "If you didn't already have a boyfriend, and your name wasn't Dana, because Dan and Dana... I'd have to kill myself" He said as he put her down again.
"I appreciate the offer nonetheless"
******
A fucking interview with fucking Bobby Valentine. He wanted to shout it from the roof tops. He wanted to shout it in the middle of the news room.
There was only one person with whom he really wanted to share the news.
"Yeah"
"I got an interview with Bobby Valentine tomorrow!"
"Danny?"
"Actually Calvin got me an interview with Bobby Valentine!"
"Calvin's a great guy."
"He really is"
"Wait, don't you have a day off tomorrow."
"Casey you're missing the point here. The point is..."
"You have an interview with Bobby Valentine"
"I have an interview with Bobby Valentine"
"What are you going to ask him?"
"I think I'll know once I meet him"
"You're not going to prepare any questions??"
"Me and Bobby Valentine.." Danny carried off.
"Bobby Valentine and I" Casey corrected "and if you'll say one more thing about the ethereal connection you two share, I will hang up"
"All I'm saying is, Bobby Valentine and I, don't need any prepared questions, we communicate on a much higher level."
"I'm hanging up!"
"Don't!" Danny's voice became very soft "I had a really great time last night"
"Me too" And Danny could hear Casey grin.
VI- Tabernacles
He ran into Jeremy on his way to editing.
"Hey I heard about Bobby Valentine, congratulations"
"Damn, I wanted to be the one to tell you"
"You can tell me again, I will pretend to be surprised"
"You would do that for me?"
"Sure"
"Nah, you're not that good an actor"
"I will have you know my High school portrayal of Shylock, received great reviews"
"I'm sure" Danny said mockingly.
"So I assume you and Casey had a talk?" Jeremy changed the topic.
"Yeah, thanks to you"
"Only doing my duty" Jeremy smiled
"What duty is that?"
"Hitting you over the head when you're acting like idiots"
"I wouldn't say idiots"
"I would!"
"If you insult us do we not hurt? " Dan mimicked a Shakespearean accent.
"Now that was bad acting.".
Jeremy suddenly remembered something. "Hey, happy Sukkot!"
"Is it really?" Dan was surprised.
"Started last Friday"
"How could I have missed it?"
"It's a hard holiday to keep track off after the age of 8"
"I used to love Tabernacles as a kid. Didn't you?"
"Sure did. You know they built a booth on the roof of the JCC. I thought about taking Natalie, you should come too."
"I might do that"
"Maybe you could invite Casey"
*******
"Hello?"
"Charles my man!"
"Danny!"
"Did your father tell you? I've got an interview with Bobby Valentine!"
"No. who's he?"
"What do they teach in you in school these days? Forget it. I don't want to know .Bobby Valentine is The Mets coach. The winners of the approaching World series games."
"Dad says The Mets are going to lose."
"Who do you choose to believe? your dad or your very intuitive, never- wrong uncle Dan"
"um..."
"Your dad is right behind you?"
"Yeah.."
"You don't have to answer the question. As long as we both know what the answer is."
"Hey Danny?"
"Yes?"
"How come you don't have a girlfriend."
"Who put you up to this? Is it your nanny?" Danny asked intrigued.
"Who Tanya?" ("Leave his nanny alone" He heard casey shout.) "No. Mom says you're incapable of a serious relationship, because you're a child in a grown man's body."
Danny had to hold himself from badmouthing Lisa in front of her son.
"Hey Charles have you finished your homework"
"Yeah, like hours ago. Why?"
"Have you ever been inside a Sukkah?"
"A what?"
"A booth?"
"I don't think so..."
"Well you're going to be in one today."
"Hey dad, Danny says I'm going to be inside a booth today" Charlie shouted, and Danny had to pull the phone away from his ear.
"A booth??" Casey apparently snatched the phone.
"Yeah I'll come pick you up in an hour, be ready" Danny said.
*******
"Don't we have to be members, to get in? or at least jews?" Casey asked before they reached the entrance.
"It's either that, or you pay 20 bucks" Danny replied.
"So to be a honorary jew I need to pay?" Casey said amused
"Casey you can't make jokes like that unless you're jewish."
"What if I pay 20 bucks?" Casey chuckled
"Just keep your mouth shut!"
The roof was beautiful. Covered with lights food, and families. A great big Sukkah stood in the center ornamented with strings and pictures clearly drawn by young children.
The booth's floor was practically tiled with children and toys, engaging Charlie's eyes.
"Hey dad can I go play with the other kids?" Charlie asked
"Go ahead" Casey sent him off.
"So what is Sukkut exactly?" Casey asked Dan.
"It's one of the top jewish secrets we keep from you gentiles, as a payback for not getting any presents from Santa."
"You just hope, I'm not your secret Santa this year. Cause if I am you're getting nil."
"The Feast of Booths." Dan said reluctantly. "Sukkot is the feast of booths"
"You eat Booths?"
"Yeah Casey, we refrain from eating any sort of white meat, but we have no qualms about eating wooden structures."
"Come on. Tell me!" Casey pleaded.
"I don't really know the particulars, to be honest. My family never bothered with tradition that much, but my dad did build a Sukkah each Tabernacles.We were lucky enough to have a back yard, so we had enough place to erect one." Dan sat down on a bench near them. Casey followed.
" For a week, the entire family is supposed to live in this rickety shack called a Sukkah. We had a cookout every day, but usually, my parents gave up after the first night, and retired to sleep indoors. But they let me sleep the whole seven nights out. It's like tradition gives you the thumbs up to live in a tree –house. David always said he was too old to sleep in the Booth with us, so mostly it was just Sam and I."
Danny turned to face Casey, with a great big smile plastered over his face.
"Oh, Casey it was so great." His smile turned mischievous "You know I had my first kiss inside a booth"
"Really?"
"Yeah, her name was Hannah Katz. We were twelve" Dan said nostalgically.
"Sounds like a hell of a holiday"
Casey was pensive for awhile. Then he asked "So Dana just let you to leave?"
"Yeah, she said I can go, as long as I return before eight"
"That doesn't sound like Dana"
"I might have told her I have an appointment with Abbey"
"You lied?"
"It was for a good cause." Dan sounded convinced "Charlie had never been inside a Sukkah, that's a travesty Casey."
"He looks like he's having fun" Casey said. Charlie was having a very enthusiastic loud conversation with another kid about some star wars figurine.
"I raised a geek" He sighed.
"It's only appropriate. Besides you couldn't help it. It's in the genes."
Casey decided to ignore that remark.
"So what's going on over there." Casey pointed at a group of people who were sitting in a circle talking.
"A Hebrew lesson."
"Do you speak Hebrew?"
"I went to Hebrew school, when I was very little, and after the show moved here I took to a few lessons. But I know very few words."
"Say something!"
"What? here?"
"where else?"
"I'm not going to embarrass myself with my poor Hebrew in front of all these people."
"Come with me then." Case grabbed his shirt, and pulled him into a surprisingly private spot. Casey pushed him against a wall and urged him to speak. "Private enough?"
Danny trembled under the touch Casey's rough hand against his fluttering chest. He was shaking beneath Casey's hard gaze on his transfixed eyes. Danny's breath was shallow and jaded. He wasn't moving and so wasn't Casey's hand. They were standing within arms reach of each other, but it felt like Casey was inside him. As if his hand somehow found purchase in his heart. His eyes burning holes in his head.The idea of moving was impossible. The only thing he could think of was to raise his hand and put it over Casey's, stroking his fingers down along Casey's wrist then further down to his forearm. Casey still didn't move.
Somehow he found the courage to speak.
"Ani O'hev Otcha. Tamid Ahavti. Ani tamid o'hav"
Casey finally released his hold.
"What was that?" he looked confused "What did you say?"
"Nothing, just something from my Bar Mitzva" Danny tried to lighten up the mood.
"Danny" Casey said almost desperately "Tell me what it means".
'I don't remember." Danny lied
"Yes you do!" Casey was relentless.
And then like a life- line Charlie showed up.
"Dad it's already seven. Mom said we need to be home by eight."
"Yeah.." Casey answered, shaken.
"I need to go back to work" Danny finally said.
"O.K" Casey nodded reluctantly.
******
Danny was so happy during the show that even the presence of Steven Saris, couldn't bring him down.
"Good evening and a happy Sukkot, from New York City, I'm Dan Rydell alongside Steven Saris, sitting in for Casey McCall. Those stories and more. Stay tuned."
And then...
There was only one person with whom he wanted to share the breakfast, before his big interview. He used his spare key to open the door, while holding two cups of hot coffee and a bag full of bagels. He didn't expect, that he would be the one surprised.
Casey stood bare-chested, beside him a very familiar white J press shirt was hanging over a very slender, very long, very naked pair of legs, that belonged to one Sally Sasser.
Part X- What a difference a day makes
Casey rested a lazy hand on Dan's sweaty chest.
"You will never guess, what Charlie told me the other day"
"What?" Dan asked hazily.
"We were watching The Princess Bride..."
"You really gotta stop showing him those chick flicks"
"The princess bride is not a chick flick"
"And you call me a woman..."
"Anyway, he said that Buttercup was too much trouble, and that Westley should have left her and gone off being a pirate with Inigo Montoya"
"A pirate, huh?"
"That's what he said"
"He's a smart kid"
Casey’s hand went further down “C'mon, lad, shiver me timbers! .”
"You will never guess, what Charlie told me the other day"
"What?" Dan asked hazily.
"We were watching The Princess Bride..."
"You really gotta stop showing him those chick flicks"
"The princess bride is not a chick flick"
"And you call me a woman..."
"Anyway, he said that Buttercup was too much trouble, and that Westley should have left her and gone off being a pirate with Inigo Montoya"
"A pirate, huh?"
"That's what he said"
"He's a smart kid"
Casey’s hand went further down “C'mon, lad, shiver me timbers! .”
sn100 challenge- goodbye
title::"The dancing prince of Egypt"
[They should have known better than to let Casey and Dan write this year's Haggadah]
Grandpa, I decided I don't want to inherit the family business. I'm not a child anymore. I should be able to make my own choices, go my own way!
But you are the prince of Egypt. You have a responsibility.
Well, I want to dance.
No grandson of mine is going to become no goddamn Ballerina! I will disown you!
In that case, I'm taking my people and going! Goodbye!
title: "The stain stayed on the wall" sequel to "White elephants"
disclaimer: aside from the wall nothing is mine
NC-17
D/C
"You're thinking about me" A familiar voice announced.
He was lying still in his bed ,trying to control the queasiness in his stomach.
"You're thinking about me and Joey" the voice was persistent.
His body was sweaty and shaking. "God, I'm dying" he thought.
"You're wondering what we're doing right now"
"I do not" Casey tried to quiet down the voices in his head. The one voice.
"I can show you" Casey recognized Dan's raspy voice, and the squinted gaze.
His body was too willing, and his head was spinning too fast to fight, and he already imagined those beautiful lips covering his nipple.
They started by licking, then biting, finally sucking so hard it was almost painful.
He had his nipples sucked before by women, but it was never like this. The act that was once, soft and tender, was now hard and full of lust and desire.
His body was quivering under the imaginary rough touch of those impossibly skilled hands. He had to bite his lip to keep himself from shouting.
The imaginary mouth was drawing an imaginary line leading from under his arms to his waist. Casey reached down his hand to grab his already stiff cock, imagining it was someone elses hand. Imagining a hot steaming breath against his member.
"Danny" he whimpered.
He bent his knees. Imaginary Danny settled between his thighs, jerking him off.
It wasn't so hard, imagining that his spit covered fingers, were Dannys tongue, licking along his bulging vain, down to his balls, softly circling the aroused, virginal hole. It was finally entered, and his body was thrown into a whole new dimension of pleasure.
He screamed Dannys name as he came.
After his body came down from this new found peak, he remained there trembling, covered with seamen and guilt, shame, and anger, and also something else, something...
"Jealousy" Imaginary Danny informed him.
*******
It all felt like some hazy dream, when he woke up from it, he realized he had dialed Dan's number again. For the third time in a row.
The words came out of his mouth like a verbal vomit.
and when the line went dead again, there was actual vomit coming out.
*******
But he didn't want to talk about it, so it was very convenient that Danny had decided to avoid him throughout the day. At least, that's what he thought in the beginning.
Later, as the sun came down, he had a very strange notion, that maybe somehow Danny was able to read his mind, and what he found there made him uncomfortable. That maybe he realized, Casey had less then pure thoughts about him, and decided he couldn't be around him anymore.
He was pacing crazily around when Dan stormed into the office declaring they had to talk.
******
What's up with everybody and talking.
Why does everything need to be discussed.
Talk about oral fixation.
******
He made some excuse about needing to go to the bathroom, and fled out.
******
"Jeremy" He caught him on his way to Isaac's office.
"Yes, Casey"
"Can we talk for a moment?"
"Um, I have to run some things by Isaac"
"It will only take a moment, I promise."
"O.K shoot."
Casey looked around the hall to make sure it was empty and asked "Have you ever talked to someone who wasn't present?"
"Like on the phone?"
"No. I mean like when you were by yourself talking to someone, as if he was there?"
"Well, After my grandfather died, I used to have conversations with him. Ask his advice."
"and did he answer back?"
"In my heart he did"
"How about someone who's alive?"
"Well it never happened to me. But I've heard of people that out of longing to someone, they haven't seen in a very long time, found themselves talking to him."
"How about someone you see everyday?"
"You have imaginary talks with someone you see every day?"
"Did I say me? I didn't say me. This is completely hypothetical" Casey answered nervously.
"Another hypothetical question?" Jeremy asked dubiously.
"Yes."
"So I gather you still Haven't spoken to Dan?"
"Danny? what does Danny have to do with it?"
"Come with me." Jeremy said annoyed.
*******
Jeremy led him back to his office, where Danny was expecting his return.
"Now sit" He ordered Casey.
He closed the office door behind him, and turned looking accusingly at the two anchors.
"I have had enough. You're driving everybody in the office crazy. You're driving yourselves crazy, and above all you're driving me crazy. So you're not leaving the office, until we have it settled, once and for all."
He turned to look at baffled Casey.
"Casey, Danny thinks that ever since he teased you about your sexuality you've turned into a gay basher"
"That's not what i sai--" Danny tried.
But Jeremy interrupted him before he could finish
"You, listen! Ever since you teased Casey about his sexuality, he's been questioning it, and now he even imagines he's talking to you when you're not there."
"Jeremy" Casey looked horrified.
"Yeah nobody buys your hypothetical question, and your, " he looked at Danny "made-up friends. Go ahead talk"
"Jeremy" now they both looked horrified.
"Don't worry I won't tell anyone. Now talk!"
"Jeremy" Danny said pleadingly, signaling him that it was o.k.
"Alright I'll let you work it by yourselves." He got the hint. "But you got to promise me you will work on it.I will check up on you"
He started heading out, when Danny called behind him "thanks Jeremy"
Casey was too flabbergasted to even utter one syllable.
********
"So..." Danny looked at Casey.
"Danny, don't" Casey could already imagine the snowball rolling, burying them both under it.
"So, you imagine talking to me?"
"No.Jeremy jumped to the wrong conclusions."
"Am I naked during this talks."
"Danny please don't!"
"Fine. You know it's actually quite a relief to know it's not my sexuality you have a problem with. It's yours."
"I'm not gay1" Casey protested
"You know I'm really sick of hearing you say that." Danny furrowed his brows.
"Well I'm not!"
"I know you're not. o.k?" Danny seemed vanquished.
"So why would you assume that I was?"
"I didn't. I don't. It's just..." Danny stalled.
"What?"
"Wishful thinking..."
"Oh, Danny" Casey's heart was overflowing.
"Don't 'oh Danny' me, I don't need this. I don't need you in that way."
"Yeah I forgot, you had Joey!"
"What's up with you and Joey? If I didn't know better I'd think that you were..."
"What?" Casey did NOT want him to finish that sentence.
"Jealous"
"That preposterous."
"preposterous? When have you turned into queen Elizabeth ?"
"I'm not jealous of Joey. Why would I be jealous of Joey?"
"I don't know, you tell me"
"I'm not. So there's nothing to tell."
Danny shifted in his chair and looked mournfully at Casey
"Casey.. I don't want us to be like this."
"I know." Casey let his guards down. "I don't either. I guess... I felt like I was losing you in some way."
"Over Joey?"
"Yeah, no, I don't know really. It's like ever since the sale.."
"I know" Danny nodded, and mumbled under his lip." white elephants."
"What.?"
"Never mind. It's like this poem I read once. I don't remember the exact words, or who wrote it. But I do remember it's about a stain on a wall"
"A stain on a wall?"
"Yeah it's a stain no one can remove. They try to scrape it off. or paint over it, and even break the wall. But the stain won't go away."
"And you think, it's the same with us?"
"Maybe..."
Dan didn't want to tell him, what that stain really was. That, that stain was covering his heart ever since Lone-star. That it was in the background of their entire relationship . That all the problems they had, were just symptoms of that stain.
"You're my best friend, Danny." Casey said warmly.
"I know."
"I dont' ever want it to change."
"I know that too." And something in Danny's voice broke, Because he knew, that, yes, that would never change. Nothing will ever change. There will always be a stain.
"We have a show to do in 30 minutes, so we should probably go out ,and change. But maybe after the show we could go out and talk about it some more." Casey offered
"Yeah that would be nice." And Danny resigned himself to accept things as they were.
Maybe, there are some stains you could actually live with.
The stain stayed on the wall
Someone tried to scrape the stain off the wall.
But the stain was too dark (Or maybe- too light)
Either way- the stain stayed on the wall.
So I sent the painter to paint the wall green.
But the stain was too light.
And I hired the white -washer to neatly whitewash to wall .
But the stain was too dark.
Either way- the stain stayed on the wall.
so I took a kitchen knife and tried to scrub the stain off the wall.
And the knife was painfully sharp.
whetted only yesterday.
Andyet.
And I fisted an axe and pounded the wall. But I stopped in time.
I do not know why it suddenly occurred to me
that the wall mightfall, but the stain willstill remain.
Either way - the stain stayed on the wall.
And when they put me up against the wall I asked to stand near it.
And I covered it with a wide chest (who knows: maybe).
And when they splattered my back, much blood flowed, but only on the back-side.
Shoot.
And I so believed, the blood will cover the stain.
second shoot.
And I so believed, the blood will cover the stain.
Either way the stain stayed on the wall
-David Avidan (loosely translated by me.)
Part IX- Four weddings and a funeral
The world series
Title: "White elephants" sequel to "History repeating" 7?
gigolo disclaimer: "..I have got nobody. Nobody to hold me..
I'm so sad and lonely.."
PG
D/C
The unspoken, has a tendency to grow out of proportion. Expend. Materialize. Turn to flash and bones. Grow limbs.
"Our house is so full of white elephants, I can barely move around anymore" His mother once said, sobbing.
He never really understood what she meant, until now; Sitting across from Casey, mumbling to himself,repeatedly 'don't think of a white elephant!'.
*****
So they made jokes. They bantered. They teased.
Casey would mock Danny, about his feminine side, and Danny would remind Casey just how uncool he really was.
A great, big, white elephant, sat in the middle of their office, and they consciously ignored it.
*****
After Sam died, he used to make up excuses, why he couldn't go home on holidays and breaks( He needed to finish his papers/ Retake his finales/ He found a great job, near school, and they asked him to work over the summer.)
His house always felt crammed and bereft of air.
It's inhabitants would tiptoe around each other.
Letting the elephants sleep in peace.
*****
The worst part was, that he couldn't tell, what it was exactly, they were avoiding.
Giving the elephant a name, would be acknowledging that it's been sitting there, for far longer than they were ready to admit.
That maybe they were nurturing it. Allowing it to grow. Using it as barrier between them.
*****
His mother was the first to call them on it.
"Our house is so full of white elephants.."
She tried to talk about it.
About Sam. About Dan's relationship with his father.
About why it was almost impossible to walk around the house, without tripping over something. Over someone's feelings.
But by then, the elephants were too big. Too strong.
*****
Maybe it's him. Maybe he attracts elephants. Taking them with him wherever he goes.
Only that wasn't true. He didn't share an elephant with anyone else in the office, other than Casey.
He certainly didn't share one with Isaac.
*****
"I think the other shoe has dropped"
Isaac raised his head from the paper he was reading.
Dan sat down, and sighed.
"Hello Daniel, how can I help you?"
"Isaac, I never told you this, because I didn't think it was a big deal, and I didn't want you to worry..."
"Which one is it then?"
"Which one is what?"
"Danny, It can only be one of the two. It's either not a big deal, in which case I have no reason to worry, OR it is a cause for worry ,in which case it *is* a big deal."
"I'm gay"
"You're gay?"
"Well bisexual, at least. But a little more gay."
"I see" Isaac said pensively.
Danny was nervous.
"I *am* very discreet about it, though. It will have absolutely no effect on the show. Whatsoever." Danny tried to reassure him.
"And you thought i'd be concerned about it?"
"Well are you?" Danny asked anxiously.
"No." And Isaac didn't really look concerned at all.
Danny relaxed.
"See I told you it's not a big deal."
"I'm glad you confided in me" Isaac said warmly.
"Me too. " And Danny was genuinely glad.
"So who else have you told?"
"Just you. And Casey. Which is actually the reason why I'm here"
"I'm listening"
"The gay thing..." Danny looked from under his brow "I've told Casey about it two years ago."
"Yes?"
"And I think only now, the other shoe has dropped"
"What do you mean?"
"He's been acting strange."
"Yes I've noticed"
"I think it might be a case of homophobia"
Isaac waved his hands dismissively
"I don't believe it. Casey is no more homophobic than Jeremy is a racist."
"Jeremy isn't a racist" Danny said confused.
"Exactly"
"So why would you think that he is?"
"I don't."
"I think you've lost me."
"Did you try talking to him?"
"To Jeremy?"
"No! to Casey!"
"I did"
"And?"
"He doesn't want to talk about it."
"Make him!"
"But..."
"Danny, did I ever tell about that time, when I was stranded in New Orleans?"
"Is this one of those long pointless stories you tell, to indicate the the conversation is over, and we both need to get back to work?"
"You got it in one!"
"So I should talk to him?"
"Yes you should."
"Thank you Isaac"
"Any time."
*******
Casey called him again last night. For the third time in a row.
He demanded to know if Joey was with him. And claimed that whatever Danny did to him, was now making him sick.
As usual, this morning Casey didn't want to talk about it.
Danny insisted but casey just laughed it off. Dropping down on his knees, wiggling his ass.
This time Danny didn't think it was so funny.
He spent the rest of the day trying to avoid Casey. Casey and the elephant.
*******
"Danny are you O.K?" Jeremy found him staring into space in the conference room.
"Yeah"
"You sure?"
"I have this friend"
"HUh!" Jeremy exclaimed. He closed the door behind him, and sat down.
"And when you say a friend, you mean you?" Jeremy asked
"No, I mean a friend."
"Casey?"
"No. I have friends, other than casey"
"Is it me?"
"Why would i tell you about yourself?"
"Is it Will or Elliot? maybe Dave?"
"No. It's no one from work. I do have non-work friends"
"Danny I've worked here for over two years, and in that entire time I haven't even heard you mention, let alone met, anyone of these alleged out- of -work friends"
"Forget about it!" Danny was pissed.
"o.k, o.k, so you have this friend"
Danny seemed appeased.
"Yeah, and this friend has another friend."
"Your made up friend has other friends?"
"Just leave! Go away!"
"I'm sorry, strike that last remark"
"O.K. So my friend has, well, same sex tendencies"
"He's homosexual"
"Bisexual. mostly"
"Your friend is mostly bisexual"
"and his friend..."
""Friend" friend? or a regular friend?"
"No. Just a regular heterosexual friend. And.. well, my question is: can a gay person be friends with someone who has a homophobic attack?"
"Your friend has a homophobic attack?"
"My friend's friend"
"Your friend's friend has a homophobic attack?"
"Yes"
"Is your friend sure? I mean has he spoken to his friend about it?"
"My friend?... My friend teased *his* friend about his sexual orientation"
"Your friend's friend sexual orientation?"
"Yes. And ever since then, he's been acting like a crazy person. Calling my friend in the middle of the night. Accusing him with ridiculous allegations. He's been literally Insane"
"So your friend thinks his friend, has a problem with his homosexuality?"
"Yes"
"I think you should really talk to Casey about it"
"Why..Why Casey?" Danny stammered
"I don't think you give him enough credit. I think he might be able to help you with your friend's problem."
Jeremy gave him a very meaningful glance.
"O.k" Danny nodded. "I will"
*****
Danny made his way back to the office, where Casey was pacing crazily around, almost tripping over Barry, the white elephant.
Part VIII- The stain stayed on the wall
title: "What it's all about"
He knows, that her anger is just a veil, she throws over her concerns. He had lived long enough in this world, to recognize when a ragging is used to cover-up worries.
like, When she shouts at him for eating red meat, she's really saying: 'I do not want to live without you.'
When she tells him, he is an idiot for going to work so soon, she is really saying: 'Please, come home safe to me.'
And when Esther yells at him, when he forgets to take his pills. she is really saying: 'I love you, you damn fool!"
title: "Let them say your hair's too long"
disclaimer: none of this is mine.
fluff
G
C/S
Casey lets his hair grow long. Maybe out of laziness, maybe out of happiness. It covers his forehead and ears.
Unless Alyson makes him part it, it gets all ruffled up, giving Dan an excuse to run his fingers through it.
He wakes up, every day, feeling Dan's hand softly brushing hairs away from his eyes.
Usually, they spend the morning in complete silence. Basking in the morning glow.
Ocassionally, Danny might say something that will simply blow his mind away.
'Do you know how beautiful you are?'
'I have never been this happy'
' You are the perfect drug.'
