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Title: Killing Loneliness

Rating: R, maybe a PG-13 for now.

Author: Lila or Zorro, whichever you'd rather type.

Summary: Orlando is still semi-single a year after his breakup with Kate due to sexuality problems. While he is calling up Viggo to see if he can visit during a break in filming he sees a video countdown and is completely enchanted with both the frontman and the song. When he decides he must meet this dark angelic being at a concert for his band, H.I.M, he has no idea what he's gotten himself into. Or does he.........

Warnings: Dirty Mouths, Mpreg later on, hot sexy smut later, bashing of muffins, general wierdness, no Beta.

Disclaimer: Don't Own, Don't Know, Don't Sue. You know the drill.

A/N: Ville Valo is the frontman of the aforementioned band H.I.M. They are from Finland and play pretty damn well, if you want to look them up. Set in 2003-04  The title is a song off one of their albums, Dark Light, so not mine. Hope you enjoy. Please comment, it's what I breathe. 



This chappy mostly dialogue.

Chapter Two (with link to chapter one)- http://community.livejournal.com/vigorli/844047.html

 Chapter Three

"Orli, I dunno about this. Maybe we should go home."

"Why?"

"Have you seen how many girls are here? They're bound to recognize you! This is a bad idea, I'm going home."

"Fine. Drop me off on the corner please. The receipt for the clothes is in the bag with your old stuff, so you can return it."

"What?!"

"Oh, and I'm not coming home right after the concert either. I'm going  down to this little restaurant thing a couple blocks away. I'll call you when I'm all set to be picked up." Viggo gaped at his friend. Orlando kept his head up and refused to look him in the eye. The brunette kept his eyes trained on the entrance to the venue, arms crossed over his chest.

"Orlando babe, come on! There'll be other shows that won't be so crowded. Especially with teenage girls."

"No there won't. This one wasn't even sold out. There are always little birds here, we can't resist Ville!"

"We?"

"Never mind. Are you going to drop me off or what?

"Babe..." Orlando turned to look at him, the eyeliner he was wearing making his gaze intense instead of petulant. He was obviously not getting out of this. But he did have one last trick up his sleeve!

"We can go home and screw." he leaned in to kiss Orlando's neck, "You know how much we both like that. We can even put on a H.I.M cd if it'll make you feel better. To set the mood. It'll be lots of fun." the blonde ended his sentence in a husky whisper.

"No." Viggo nearly choked. That was the first time since the first time they'd been together that his baby had been able to refuse a toss in the sack. Granted they hadn't seen each other in a while, and he'd been with girls now, but still...

This was either one of those REALLY IMPORTANT THINGS for Orlando, or he was, well, he wasn't sure! But it must be taking a fuckload of will power.

"Alright, let's go in." The older man sat back into his seat and settled properly into the parking spot he had been considering leaving. "I will not save you if you get mobbed though. You're on your own from the minute we step out of this car."

"Yay! I love you!" Orlando threw his arms around the older man's neck as much as the small room would allow. "Come one, let's go sexy!" they climbed out of the car and Viggo tried to find some comfort in his new black skinny jeans, his converse, and tight black t-shirt with Black Sabbath written on it along with an old school picture of the band. Orlando insisted he get it, because since he was wearing the "Heartagram" or whatever already, it was the only other acceptable band associated thing he could wear. Apparently, this was "Ville Valo's favorite band of all time!"

Even if they did get their clothes ripped off by a group of excited girls with raging hormones, at least he would meet this new obbsession of Orli's. At least he would know what was so special about the guy (or wasn't) and he'd be able to judge for himself if this crush was really worth it.

Or at least the constant mentioning of his name wouldn't bother him as much if the guy was an ass. He wouldn't be any competition that way.


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"We're V.I.P. See, here's our I.D.s" he pulled up the little card that meant he was going to be realizing a dream.

"Fine, go down to that second door on the left. That's the band's dressing room. Don't be dissapointed of Valo's not here yet. He never shows up 'till after."

"Oh, ok." Orlando's stomach dropped a bit after hearing that he might not be able to get in a small conversation with the main reason he was here until after the show. Only the promise of some time after kept the smile on his face, even if it did weaken. "Thanks man. Come on Vig." he grabbed his friend's hand and began tugging him over to the door.

"He might not even be here."

"So? The rest of the band will be there."

"Oh please, I know what you're really here for."

"Ville's not the only thing about this band I love!"

"Whatever hon, just remember, don't be too upset."

"I'll be fine."

"Orlando, watch it kiddo!"

"Hu- Uff!" Orlando nearly toppled as he crashed into someone who was obviously in a hurry, "I'm sorry! I didn't see you!" he rubbed his chest a bit where he was sure he'd been elbowed. Then he looked up and nearly had a stroke when he saw who was standing there.

"Naw, sorry, I have a problem hitting the breaks when I've got somewhere to be. You ok?"

His voice was even deeper and lovelier than it had been on his CDs!

"I- er- uh"

He was LOOKING at him, dead in the eyes!

"I'm ok. Fine, fine, thanks!"

Oh fuck, he had better not get a -

"Oh good, I'd thought maybe you were going to have a heart attack." Orlando blushed and quickly put his arm back at his side.

"I'm Olrando Moob."

"Say that again  please? I didn't quite catch it." the Brit felt a little nudge at the base of his spine. He was suddenly very glad for the opportunity to cease explaining himself. He didn't think he'd be able to speak another word.

"I'm Viggo Mortensen and this charming young clutz is Orlando Bloom. He really loves you guys, and he's real effing nervous. I thought he was going to go and develope a heart murmur in the car."

"I'm not young! I'm twenty -six years old!"

"I'm Ville Valo, and I am pleased to meet you sweetheart." he grabbed Viggo's hand and shook it with a firm grip. "Thanks for coming to the show. I saw Leatherface and G.I. Jane by the way. I loved both!"

"Great bro, thanks. I just got introduced to your music, so I can't really kiss ass right now."  Ville laughed and opened the door, nodding at the two men to enter before him.

"Nice shirt." the singer pointed at Viggo's chest.

"Heh, I've only actually listened to a few songs from these guys. Orlando said I had to make a good first impression."

"Yes, well, that happens."

"WHY did you tell him that?!" Orlando groaned into his hand.

"It's not a big deal. My friends have made me do it too. We all have our loves," they stepped fully into the little room, "hei guys. This is Orlando and Viggo. Guests, so be nice." he pushed them ahead and into a couch. The young actor was just about to thank him for not embarrassing him when Ville broke into an enormous grin and ran over to hug someone who had been hiding behind the door.

"Bammie! You came!"

" 'Course I did you n'diot! This is one of our special places. I wasn't gonna let this concert just go by!" the thick American drawl was laced with a seductive undertone. The Finn was pratically strangling this "Bammie" when Orlando's heart stopped.

Ville Valo, the singer that he had planned on making his, was kissing the man fully on the lips and nuzzling into his neck.

NO!

"Oh, I've missed you Bam!"

"I missed you too Willa Walo! Are you gonna introduce me?"

"Yeah! This here is Orlando Bloom and his, uh, boyfriend?" he shot a questioning look at the blonde.

"Boyfriend, yeah."

"Ok, and his boyfriend Viggo Mortensen. You two, this is my special, Bam Margera!"

Bam came forward and the poor boy's heart turned to trodded on mush as he spotted the man's belly. Distended with what was obviously Ville's baby.


THIS COULD NOT BE HAPPENING.




I would appreciate it mucho if you guys would comment! I kind worked my ass off on this chapter. There will be Vigorli, it is a vigorli fic. Just give me some time please?