A lot of people wanted me to expand on my short story, Energy, but I never could really get the inspiration to write an entire story when Lance wasn't a main character that the story really focused around. Not only that but it's hard for me to write a story where he's gay. It's not that I have a problem with it obviously, it's just less inspiring to me. I write het fic because I know het fic.

But then this came to me. It exactly picks up from where Energy left off except for one main, major difference – Lance is straight. That's the only gap in the two stories – and no, I'm not going to go back and rewrite Energy to reflect the change, I don't see the need.

Here's your warning – this is not a “pretty” story. There seriously is no fluttery butterflies and rainbows and rays of sunshine to see here. Well okay maybe a few, because it is a romance and I have an affinity for shiny things and I like rainbows...but really. It's not pretty. It's graphic. You'll find it's actually sort of disgusting on some levels. But it's “real”, because I just don't write Mary Sues. You've been warned.