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Zerophilia: New Light

I finally finished Book 1 of Zerophilia! Yay me. I still hope to get this published. And with that you know there'll be more edits and additional things to make each chapter a true book chapter. Now I can peacefully finish my other writing projects and get them to at least enough ahead to start on Book 2

  “You really don't have a problem with me?” Stella asked.

“Why would I have a problem?” Jax asked.

“Well, my appearance?” Stella stated.

“No I told you. I'm the guy, that can be a girl at a whim. If anything, I'm the bigger freak. You just seem androgynous. It's like, it would be wrong for me to play you off as a girl. That's like some in-the-closet type shit. I thought you were a beautiful girl, then I found out you were a guy. It's really enticing. There's no words for how I feel. To have a boyfriend so dedicated.” Jax explained.

“Boyfriend? I thought we were just friends or something?” Stella asked.

“I want you to be my boyfriend. I was attracted to you as a girl, but I fell for you when I found out you wasn't.” Jax explained.

“You sure, you want to do that? “ Stella asked confusedly.

“Yeah, Stella. Even if I hafta prove to you that it's you and not your appearance. I swear to god, how you carry on your mama's memory is awesome, how you dress like her and carry your self. Of all the people that I've met in my life, you are the purest. Even I'm no great person.” Jax said.

“You helped me. You can't be that bad. You accept me for me. How bad are you?” Stella questioned.

“I will tell you after I come out of the store. More like when we get somewhere to sit.” Said Jax as he approached the store on the corner of fourth and Lugnut.

A moment later he walks out with a small black bag. Stella meets him half way as he walks back to his moped. He wraps his arms around Jax and kisses him. A long slow kiss.

“Stella...” Jax started.

“I had to think of what could happen with us. You are adamant on how you want to live your life. I am not going to stop how I live. I don't mind hanging out with Kiva, you don't have to stay one way or another. If you are positive on how you want to live, I can't help but grow to love you. The choices we make are hard. We aren't normal.” Stella explained.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend?” Jax asked.

“I do. I want to be friends first. See where we go.” Stella agreed.

Where should we go from here, asked Jax.

“I just thought I told you.” Stella answered.

“I don't mean emotionally through our relationship. I mean in a traverse-the-city-to-a-destination, where should we go.” Jax stated.

How about your house? I mean, you've seen mine, suggested Stella.

“I guess. Just don't say anything about me and my lil disorder. She doesn't have the slightest clue I don't take my meds. She doesn't know I'm bi either.” Jax explained.

“I thought you weren't in the closet?” Stella asked.

“I'm not. She's just the only person I figure doesn't need to know, especially after as a kid I hated the queer lifestyle.” Jax responded.

“You know, at some point, you'll hafta tell her.” Stella said.

“My home life is somewhat easy-going. She can find out when I'm on my own,” said Jax, starting the moped. “Off we go!”

“Pretty much told you about me, what about you?” Stella asked.

“Well the basic boy stuff. Cars, collecting things, I guess. I like porn and after my rebirth, my personality went askew. Extra hormones bombarded my body, new feelings and other bullshit. So I really like going to the mall and shopping. I like those girly manga, like Fruits Baskets. Now that I say it out loud, it sounds stereotypically corny and whatever. I spent a good amount of time in the drivers seat of the opposite sex, I started doing things, going against instincts.” Jax said.

“I know how that is. I was never like a rough, tough guy. My dad tried and sometimes still does to make me a real man. He always made me work on his cars with him and do yard work. It got worse when my mom died. After a while, I started to live her life through mine. Or something. Everybody thinks I'm crazy. Okay, it is crazy. It helped me get over it, I just like being a woman. I can rebuild a carb or somewhat tune an EFI system and I could care less.” Stella spoke.

“So what's with the guitar? How do you pull those riffs like an electric?” Jax asked.

“My mom taught me, I hope to start a band one day.” Stella said.

They pull up in the backyard. As Jax locks the gate, Stella states, “You don't live far from downtown.”

“My mama's still at work so we can just head straight to my lair,” said Jax.

Jax unlocks the padlock to the basement, Stella stands in the darkness as he walks over and turns on the light. Looking around at the set up. Jax smiles as he watches him look around.

“Dude, this is awesome. This is like the Bat-cave or something.” Stella exclaims.

“Me and my uncle did a lot of work. There's sound proofing everywhere and I have closets for Kiva's clothes and a finished bathroom. So, Stella, no one can hear you scream.” Jax said.

“Ha ha,” laughed Stella sarcastically.

“Can I have a kiss, Stella?” Jax asked.

“What makes you a bad boy?” Stella asked.

“So far, only two things have been remotely good, so through my strife, I hope you stay here.” Jax started.

“Just, get it out, Jax.” Stella said.

“Okay, when I needed more money, I pretty much whored myself. I've been nearly beat up twice and managed to knock them out and rob them. I talked to a friend of mine and she said I should stop. I've applied for a job, I have enough money saved to I guess break even with the crappy hours and paycheck.” Jax explained.

“That doesn't make you a bad person-it makes you a slut. Well, sluts are bad people too... anyway I'm not going to associate myself with people who do that.” Stella said.

“That's been my ongoing luck. I've pretty much lost my sister who was helping me when this all started. My first girlfriend, whom I had to be a girl to get, left me after whatever twisted period slash puberty ended, that I had. The one good person in my life, my friends is doing weird things to me. I'm tired. I'm going to leave this town and start over,” Jax said tearing up. “I meet you and through my past actions, shooed you away.”

“Jax, Jax, no. Baby, no. Keep what you are doing. You're not shooing me away. I think you try and do good. I think that you are going at this alone and found more needs. I struggle. You think my dad likes this? He always tries to throw my clothes away. Throw away my make up. The school board won't let me be me. Just do like you promised.” Stella said before he leaned in and kissed him on the lips.

“Please, don't play with me. I'm at fucking wits end, with this shit.” Jax stated.

“I'm not going to leave you. I need to ask about your friend, what did they do?” Stella wondered.

“She felt and played in my crotch while we were ridding my bike. Wanted to feel me change down there. I didn't know what to do. She claims to not have a crush on me, that we are friends. I asked if she wanted to see it and she was like hell naw. She said something about how she doesn't care for sex but wants to have sex and something about caressing my body. I just found an excuse to drop her off. She kissed me goodbye. I don't know.” Jax said.

“Talk to her. Ask her why is she a nutcase. Maybe there is something there you don't see.” Stella offered.

“She said we were just friends. And so far it was awesome, she kinda helped me after the fight that broke out in the club and I was knocked out. If there was something, I don't want to go making that choice between you and her. I'll stay alone before I hafta pick.” Jax said.

“Maybe she just wants to try something and wants to see what happens. Who knows.” Stella replied.

“I think I'll ask her friends about it first.” Jax stated.

“Well, I know what I want to do...” started Stella.

“A lil girl on girl action?” Jax said changing to Kiva.

Stella burst out laughing.

“Now I know, you are not laughing at me,” said Kiva snapping her fingers. “I am sexy!”

“Yeah, you are. Sorry, it was funny. Ooo, why don't I give you a make over! I mean instead of dressing in black all the time, why don't we go buy you some other clothes and some make up and...” Stella started.

“I don't always dress goth. I have other clothes. I don't wear make up, I never thought of myself as that girly. I mean I am still a guy.” Kiva said.

“I guess you can still look girly and still be one of the guys. But to find out we gotta go to the mall.” Stella instructed.

“Shit, let's go. After I change clothes.” Kiva said.

She walked over to one of the closets and picked out a pair of capri's. Stella walked over and grabbed a mini-skirt with a flower print and an orange spaghetti strap. He looked at her shoes and grabbed a pair of black converse chucks. He walked over to her dresser and tossed her the bracelet. Stella sat as she changed clothes. She dropped her boxers and grabbed a pair of boy-shorts, Stella has seen a glance at Kiva's vagina as she changed clothes as if he wasn't there. Stella got up and pulled Kiva's hair up in a pony-tail.

“That is the first time, I've ever seen a vagina!” Stella said like a anxious school girl.

“And you want to dive right in it. Sorry, we're friends.” Kiva said.

“Uhh...ewww!” Stella replied.

“Oh so that wasn't funny...okay, now that you're done dressing me up like a doll, are you ready to go? Kiva asked.

“Actually it was fun dressing you up. Kiva can be my dress up doll.” Stella joked.

“Now that's creepy.” Kiva stated.

“Hey, I gotta find a use for you.” Stella laughed.

“Don't make me hurt you. Let's go.” Kiva said.

As they walk in the mall, Kiva ask; “Why are we here again?”

“So we can make a woman out of you.” Stella said.

“You have money?” Kiva asked.

“Yeah, my mom left me money. Whatever she did as a guy, got her a lot of money. I don't like to use it, but when someone is throwing away most of your clothes...” Stella said.

“I thought we were just gonna hang?” Kiva asked.

“I told you, I was going to get you some makeup and I need some panties. He threw all mine away. Do you know what these jeans can do to your privates without that barrier?” Stella said.

“Sorry, I don't. Where are we going?” Kiva asked.

“To Lazarus, to get you some makeup,” Stella said pulling her in the store.

“But, I don't want to mommy!” Kiva yelled.

“What is wrong with you?” Stella asked.

“I don't know. In a good mood I guess.” Kiva replied.

“Okay, I'm going to match up with what you are wearing. Sit there and look pretty,” Stella instructs as he collects a few products.

Stella walks back over with foundation, lipstick, eyeliner pencils, et cetera. He applies a light foundation, and picks two eyeliner pencils.

“Why are you doing this for me?” Kiva asked.

“It's fun. It's something we can do.” Stella said.

“We've got a lot to learn about each other.” Kiva said.

“Be still,” said Stella as he started the eyeliner. Starting with black eyeliner, carrying the lines to a point almost like cat-eye's or anime eye's. Following that with a small amount of tangerine eye shadow. Just enough to see it there. Then he applied some burnt orange lipstick.

“What do you think?” Stella asked.

“Wow. Stella...I...thank you.” Kiva mustered.

“I tried. I'm happy you like it.” Stella said.

“So, like now what?” Kiva asked.

“We shop!” Stella said.

“Don't forget, we did come here on a bare bones moped.” Kiva said.

So, after they consolidated everything they bought in to three backpacks they bought at Journey. They went to eat and not to far away was Julie and her friends.

“Hey, Stella. There's my friend Julie over there.” Kiva said.

“The nutcase?” Stella asked.

“Stop it.” Kiva said.

Kiva waved at her. Frankie pointed and said something, allowing Julie to lower her head and stare real hard before walking over.

“Do I know you?” Julie asked with concern.

“You don't recognize me at all, Julie?” Kiva asked.

“No. Who are you girls?” Julies asked.

“Kiva!” Kiva yelled.

Julies face lit up, “Kiva?! Girl I didn't even know that was you! You look good.”

“Thanks. Stella did it to me. Oh, this is my friend Stella.” Kiva said.

“Stella, nice to meet you. I'm Julie and that's Frankie and Samantha over there. It was only a few hours ago, you were all goth. Now you're like, ah dunno a prissy hipster or something.” Julie said.

“I'm still goth, you loon.” Kiva laughed.

“So, is this what you went home for?” Julie asked.

“Not really. We kinda fell in to each other. I was on my way home and went through Stillwall. Ended up fighting these guys for Stella.” Kiva said.

“Yeah, they were gonna break my guitar and beat me up. Then he came and it was awesome.” Stella said.

“I know right, I saw him fight three guys right here in the food court. He kicked ass!” Julie said.

“Need more soda, hold on.” Kiva said walking off.

“Julie, I gotta ask you something.” Stella said.

“Yeah, anything.” Julie said.

“You kinda weirded him out. Why did you mess with him earlier?” Stella asked.

“He told you that?” Julie asked. “I don't know why. I couldn't help myself. What else did he say?”

“Not much. He was looking for advice, I guess.” Stella said.

“I've had that on my mind all day.” Julie said.

“He wants to get to know me better, so I can be his boyfriend. If you like him or something, please tell him. I don't want anymore pain in his life. I wouldn't mind having friends either.” Stella explained.

“You're not a girl?” Julie asked.

“No. I guess you could say I'm the poster child for a mama's boy. When she died, I started to live my life like her and it helped me some what get over her death. My dad hates it.” Stella explained.

“That's sweet. It's like the best tribute I've ever heard of. There's something about you, I don't know what it is though.” Julie said.

“Yeah, he said the same thing.” Stella said.

At the other table, Kiva is chatting up with Sam and Frankie.

“So, earlier today I went over Julies house and we went for a ride on my moped and was like feelin me up. Any insight on that?” Kiva asked.

“Wow. Dude. She claims not to like you so...” Sam started.

“I know. It's not like she's never seen a zerophiliac before or know how we work.” Kiva said.

“She sometimes has a weird way of expressing herself, dude.” Frankie said.

“Yeah but it was like she wanted to feel on me and out of utter confusion I asked if she wanted to see and she blew it off. She kissed me and told me how she wanted my body” Kiva said.

“She did me like that and I told her if we're just friends, then don't.” Sam replied.

“She might like you, talk to her.” Frankie said.

“My life has turned around. All this; friends, womanhood, love life, is new.” Kiva stated.

“Kiva, you look good. I've yet to see you in anything but black.” Frankie said.

“Sexy. Damn sexy.” Sam said.

“Yeah, Stella gave me a make over.” Kiva replied.

“You look beautiful. Really.” Sam said.

“That's got to be the most positive thing I've heard you say.” Kiva laughed.

“So, are you two gonna be an item or what?” Julie asked as her and Stella walked up.

“I don't know. We just met.” Stella said.

“Hey, if you two don't want her, I do.” Sam said.

“Stop being a slutty goth!” Julie laughed.

“I think we can work, I hope.” Kiva said.

“As long as he doesn't take you away from the dark side,” laughed Julie, giving Kiva a hug.

“You think we can work?” Kiva asked.

“All we can do is try.” Stella said.

Zerophilia: Looking Up

 “So, let's go for a ride.” Julie said.

“Just don't expect it to be like your bike.” Kiva said.

“It'll still be fun. Let's just go!” Julie exclaimed.

After getting it started back up, Julie hopped on the back and they were off down the driveway to the street. After they were clear from the house, Julie let go of the luggage bars and held her self close to Kiva via her waist. Kiva shifts to second speeding to around fifty, she could feel Julies chin on her shoulder.

“I feel safe on this death trap!” Julie laughed.

“Oh, ha ha, Julie.” Kiva said.

She comes to a stop at a traffic light and Julie scoots closer and slides her hands down the front of her pants. Kiva looks down in confusion as she feels Julies fingers lift her boxers elastic band away.

“Hey, sweetie; green light.” Julie whispered.

“Oh, sorry,” mustered Kiva.

“Can you show me?” Julie asked.

“Show you what?” Kiva asked.

“You said the medication left you with a side effect,” said Julie as she found her clit. “Prove it.”

“Can you...do it?” Kiva asked.

“Not without turning all the way, show me.” Julie answered.

Kiva took a deep breath and turned her vagina in to a penis. Julie grabbed it and her balls in her hand and messaged them gently. That's totally awesome, I wish I could do that, said Julie. She then started to stroke it, letting one hand free to grab her breast.

“Do...you...wanna see it?” Kiva asked nervously.

“Your junk? Eww, I don't wanna see your junk, dude.” Julie said returning her hands to Kiva's waist.

“I've gotta get some gas,” said Kiva turning in to a gas station.

She took out a small bottle of two stroke oil from her purse and added it to the gas tank before walking in the store. As she was walking back to the pump, Julie was leaning against the pump smoking a cigarette. Kiva was trying to figure out what just happened before getting to the pump. Julie noticed the pump beeping, so she started to pump gas. Kiva lit her one as well and sat on the moped.

“So, you like the new stuff my dad put on?” Julie asked.

“Yeah, it's pretty cool.” Kiva said.

“Know what else is cool,” asked Julie. “I got to meet another person like me.”

“Yeah, that is pretty fuckin dope.” Kiva said.

“Where do you wanna go?” Julie asked.

“I don't know. Do you like me?” Kiva asked, confused.

“Yeah I do. We are friends right? Why wouldn't I like you?” Julie asked hanging up the gun.

“I mean like a crush?” Kiva explained.

“Naw, chick! We're just friends!” Julie laughed.

They get on the moped and drive off. Julies hands never leave the luggage bars.

“So like are you bi or something?” Kiva asked.

“Yeah, I think all zerophiliacs are. Kinda goes with the territory.” Julie answered.

“Oh.” Kiva answered. Then it was quiet for a while.

“Hey, weird thing is; I'm a virgin, but I feel like a nympho sometimes. I have dreamed of having sex with another zerophiliac. Which is funny cause sex isn't even something I care about. I'm just happy doing me. I don't even masturbate. Isn't that weird?” Julie blurted out.

“Yeah, that is kinda weird. But, I guess it's better than what I've done.” Kiva said.

“You're not a bad person. It doesn't make you a bad person. It's just easy. With a body like yours, those abs and those hips, I wish I had those curves. Your body is sexy. I would love to caress you, James would love to kiss your body.” Julie said.

“Julie? I think I need to go home and think. Plan what I need to do.” Kiva said.

“No problem. Stay on the right path. I don't want my new friend to get hurt.” Julie said.

Kiva dropped her back off at home. Before she walked off, she looked Kiva right in the eye and whispered, bye beautiful and kissed her on the lips. Kiva was left confused. She watched her run to the house and give a small wave before closing the door. On the way home she stopped at this pizza place to pick up an application. With the moped locked up and Kiva safely in the basement, she changes back to Jax.

“Well, that was weird. I never expected anything like that from her. I just can't ignore that shit though,” he thought out loud to himself. “I mean, she sez she just wants to be friends but she's playing with my stuff, but don't wanna see it. Kisses me, tells me pretty much she wants to have sex and acts like nothing happened.”

He lights a cigarette and stares at the t.v.

“I wish I had Sam and Frankie's numbers, so I could ask them. Maybe take it to the board.” Jax said.

He gets on the computer and to the zerophilia messageboard and explains how he met another zerophiliac and how they found out how each other was. Then he told about what happened. All while hoping she wasn't a member there.

The next morning he got up early to return the application and got the job for a delivery driver. Because of child labor law's, he'll only be working a few days a week and within a certain mileage. When he got home, he ate a small lunch and decided to cruise around town. Riding all over downtown, making his way to Olde Velocity and trying to see how fast he could take the round-a-bout in St. Vincent's court, moved on towards stillwall going past all the little shops and bars and houses. All he could think is how he felt at home here. Seventy-five percent of the LGBT community lived here. He sat at the intersection of Dover and Picard and took it all in. A car pulled up beside him as he smoked a cigarette.

“Hey, nice moped, honey! Can I have a ride?!” Yelled some guy from the window.

“Next time, I promise!” Jax yelled back.

Jax turned east on Picard and something, more-so someone caught his eye. A girl was sitting in the park playing a guitar. Her pink hair caught his eye. He pulled in to the park and stopped by the bench she was sitting at. She glanced at him and continued playing the gutar. She was playing a rift to some rock song he could barely remember. When she was done, she looked him up and down as he sat on the moped, she noticed his three strap boots with his trip pants tucked in, his pink shirt and finally, his eye's. She looked in to his eye's and was feeling enticed by the two colors.

“I like your hair.” Jax said.

“Thanks. So what are you, some kinda bad boy wanna be or something?” She asked.

“No. I'm a Goth. I have enough problems without trying to be a delinquent.” Jax laughs.

“Oh, I thought you were one of those gay bikers kids or something. They always like to pick with me.”

“Why would they want to pick with such a cute girl?” Jax asked.

“You're not from around here are you?” She asked.

“No, I'm not. I'm just cruising around. The names Jax,” he said.

“You can call me Stella. How old are you?” Stella asked.

“Fourteen.” Jax answered. He got off the bike and sat beside her.

“I just turned fifteen.” Stella said.

“So, why do you get fucked with so much, you seem nice enough. You're pretty and I won't let anyone hurt you while I'm around.” Jax said.

“I really don't know why they fuck with me.” Stella said.

Just before Jax could say another word, two more mopeds rolled up where they were sitting. Two boys, one of them grabbed Stella's guitar.

“Hey, give me back my guitar, Jason.” Stella demanded.

“The freak is hanging out with another freak?” Jason asked.

“Look at his junky moped.” Said Brenden.

“My shit ain't junky, son. Give her the guitar back.” Jax said.

“The only thing I plan on doing is smashing this thing on the ground.” Jason threatened.

Stella got up to snatch the thing out of his hand but he pushed her and she tripped over the bench and fell.

“My mom, gave me that guitar!” Stella yelled.

Jax went to help her up and he heard a moped fall over. When he turned around, it was his. After he got her stood up he turned around to pick up his bike and Brenden pushed him on to it.

“Fuckin freaks!” He laughed. “You don't know who you're messin with, kid.”

Jax looks at Stella, those eyes she found alluring where now filled with a rage. He stood up and looked Brenden square in the eyes and told him, “You don't know who you're fucking with, little boy. When I'm done, I don't want to find out you still mess with her” With that, he leans back and head-butts Brenden with enough force to send him stumbling back.

“Fuck your dead mom. Fuck you and your shit.” Jason said, prepared to smack the guitar on the arm of the bench.

As Jax was about to go and take it, Brenden grabbed him and yelled for Jason to break it on his head. Jax stomped his foot twice and kicked his shin, when he let go he spun with a right hook and dropped him on his ass. Jason swung the guitar at his head and he ducked.

“That's not gonna fuckin happen twice!” Jax yelled catchinig and snatching it away on the second swing.

Brenden got up just in time to see Jax, kick Jason in the jaw. He stumbles and comes back before Jax kicks both of them in the stomach. He hands Stella the guitar and throws a few quick mock punches, ready.

The next time I find out, yall fuck with her, I'm gonna beat the shit out of you mother fuckers. The next time anybody fucks with her I'm gonna beat the shit out of them and you. I don't give a fuck if if it's some random nobody on the other side of town, you don't even know,” Jax explained. “Now pick up my bike.

Brenden picked his bike up, they both silently drive away. Stella walks up to Jax and gives him a hug.

“Thank you. But, they probably won't stop fucking with me.” Stella said.

“Stella, you're beautiful. If I'm not at work, I'll be cruising through here, watching.” Jax said.

He held her back, as she held him. He looked in to her eye's. “Your eyes...are a brilliant shade of blue. Your face is soft and round...” he looses his thought as he leans in and kisses her. She let's his tongue enter and clinches his back as he runs a hand through her hair. They stand and kiss for what feels like hours.

“You...maybe...I think you...should come over.” Stella said breaking the kiss.

“Just show me the way, Stella.” Jax said.

After Jax got the moped started, she sat on the back and he took off out of the park going west on Picard and down Kentucky street. She stopped him two and a half blocks down in front of a duplex. Jax got off and helped her off and she lead him to the right hand door. They went to her room where she held him. kissed. Stella dropped his pants and tugged on his boxers kissing just above his crotch, up his abs as he took his shirt off. Meeting his lips; Jax slid his hands under her shirt and gently up her sides lifting her shirt off. She kicked off her shoes and dropped her pants till she was in nothing but a sports bra and boy shorts, he took his boots off and stepped out his pants as they lay together on her bed. She was slightly curvy with C-cups. As Stella lay on him, she felt his erection.

“You wanna do this, no matter what?” Stella asked.

“Yeah...I do. I don't know why, but I open myself to you, Stella” Jax confided.

Jax then felt a slight bulge push on him. He pulled her boy shorts down, revealing a nicely sized dick. He rolled her over and kissed softly down her back, reaching around to hold it, when she sat up on her knees. Brushing away the hair; he kissed her on her neck and moved his hand to her stomach. Slowly stroking her, she moaned and reached around to stroke his. Stella laid on her back as Jax licked and kissed her dick. Then he sucked her and watched as she sat up just enough to take off her bra. Showing him her lie: Stella's a Steven. Jax stopped sucking and looking him in the eye, crawled closer and started sucking on his nipples.

“You don't care that I lied?” Asked Stella.

“Just because you didn't tell me, doesn't mean you lied.” Jax said.

“I give myself to you.” Stella said.

Stella lays him down and starts to suck and play with his dick before sitting on it, riding nice and slow. He runs his hands through his hair, Jax holds his hips. Stella leans forward to kiss him and speeds up as he starts to reach climax. Jax rolls over and lifts Stellas legs, slowly but hard pumping, giving him another orgasm. Stella goes behind and gives him a rim job before sliding it in. Before long he cums and Jax takes his turn, cumming hard. They lay, holding each other.

“So, is your real name Stella?” Jax asked.

“Yes, it is. It was my moms name and I took it.” Stella explained.

“Maybe...maybe that's why people fuck with you. If you're trying to be like her. They don't understand. Me, I think you're beautiful and it's your thing. I respect it.” Jax explained.

“Now what?” Stella asked.

“I don't know.” Jax replied.

“Maybe we could get to know each other. If we're so physically attracted to each other, we should see how compatible we are.” Stella stated.

“I like how you carry on her memory. I like that you live your life as a girl. It's special, like; I don't know.” Jax explained.

“So you don't look gay in public?” Stella asked.

“No. You could cut your hair and stop and I'd still be proud to have you on my arm. In a way you remind me of me,” Jax stated. “How did she die?”

“How? She was killed. She was kinda like a hermaphrodite and my dad didn't know. One day he found out and divorced her. He slipped up and told a friend of his who found her and with some of his buddies, made her show how she was a guy and woman. Killed her in between or whatever that means. He said she could change or something.” Stella said.

“Hermaphrodite?” Jax asked.

“Something like that, he called her.” Stella said.

Jax held his face and looked in to those indigo eye's and said; “promise me you will not repeat a word of this to no one.”

Stella nodded.

“I think you mean Zerophiliac.” Jax said with caution.

“uh-huh, how do you know what they are?” Stella asked nervously

“No one is to know they exist-we exist. The government is extremely serious with allowing the double lives and still keeping everything on the D.L.” Jax explained.

“I swear to god, I won't tell anyone. I promise. I don't wanna loose whatever this is.” Stella exclaimed.

“Good, cause this feels so right to me.” Jax stated.

“I still don't get how you are like hermaphrodites, can you show me?” Stella asked.

“Her name is Kiva,” said Jax changing.

He changed as Stella lay on him. He could feel his body change from male to female. He sits up and looks her up and down.

“Wow. You're beautiful.” Stella said amazed.

“Thank you, I really don't hear that enough. So you're completely gay right?” Kiva asked.

“Yeah, I am. I can't believe no one has ever said that to you.” Stella said, looking her over.

“Stella, this life...this life that we live is hard. Harder than living as a crossdresser, harder than being gay. My first girlfriend couldn't handle it. I was on medication that blocked my ability, I was stuck like this for a while when I stopped and she was a lesbian. I struggle with this. I set my self free and thought it would be better. It's gotten harder. Trying to live what is really two lives. I choose to be two people. I could keep living as a guy but not after what I've been through. If I grow to love you and you grow to love me or if you just wanna be friends with bennies, you hafta love and or accept both sides of me.” Kiva said.

“I think since I never had a chance to really know about my mom, because she stayed a woman, I couldn't love both of her, I can learn. I promise I won't hurt you.” Stella said.

“Do you wanna go for a cruise?” Kiva asked.

“Yeah, we can.” Stella agreed.

“Awesome, let's go.” Kiva said changing back.

They take off down the street and go downtown. When they get to first and Dragway, Jax lights a cigarette and turns.

“You smoke?” Stella ask.

“Doesn't everybody?” Jax retorts.

“Where are we goin?” Stella asked.

“Oh, I want to go downtown to this store.“ Jax said.

At the intersection of fourth and Dragway, Nikki pulls up near Jax and Stella. Stella caught her staring at them.

“Hey, that girl is staring at us over there.” Stella said.

“She probably wishes she as as hot as you are,” said Jax turning to see who it was.

“Jax, who's the chick?” Nikki asked.

“This is Stella. We met like three hours ago.” Jax said.

“Stella, this is Nikki. She was my first. She's the one I told you abut.” Jax said.

Stella frowned and nodded.

“Hey, my mom was a zerofeelic before she died.” Stella said.

“A what?” Nikki said.

“What he is. She was one too. I think it's pretty cool.” Stella said.

“Oh, yeah; I see.” Nikki said.

“So, what's good girl?” Jax asked.

“Not much. I got a job. I'm happy, you found somebody that can keep your secret. “ Nikki said.

“Yeah, I think things are looking up for me. I got job too. I met Stella and another friend at the mall a few days back.” Jax boasted.

“Hey, lemme see your eye.” Nikki asked.

Jax lowered his glasses and showed her his gray eye.

“Dude, that's kinda awesome.” Nikki exclaimed.

“He saved me from some bullies today. You shouldn't have let her go.” Stella said.

“Yeah, I know. It scared me and I ran away. If you like him, him and her, stay. He's good people and a person you'd want in your crew.” Nikki explained.

“I owe him.” Stella said.

“And Stella, he should be happy to be with such a beautiful girl.” Nikki said.

“You never called me that. Beautiful. I never felt that way.” Jax spoke.

“I'm sure I have, Jax.” Nikki said.

“No, you didn't. You should know that that word is something entirely different than cute or pretty. My friend Julie, called me that sincerely and it gave me a feeling I can't explain. I know I'm cute, handsome and sexy, I just never felt like that.” Jax said.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I never said it. You are beautiful. I mean it. I still feel for you. Kiva, you are beautiful and never think any less.” Nikki said.

“Yeah, babe. You are. Anyone who doesn't think so are retarded.” Stella agreed.

“Stop blocking the road. Move it!” Yelled a cop behind them.

“Okay, I gotta pick up something for my scooter. See ya Jax.” Nikki said.

“Yeah, see you around.” Said Jax.

They both split ways.

“I think we could work. We'd hafta work on the smoking thing.” Stella said.

“I know, you should start smoking.” Jax suggested.