OK..so here is the little something I promised to the reviewers of my story 'Between bullets and needles' Hope you all enjoy ^^

This story is dedicated to Teagan who inspired me to write something about getting a tattoo. Thank you for ur support on my fanfics and everything else you do for me!

Californian Summer

hot days...

Mike was standing at the kitchen counter facing his notebook when Chester entered the house. It was shortly after noon and they were at home, enjoying their short tour break of six days. Chester had had used this opportunity to get his new tattoo done this morning.

The older one entered the kitchen looking anything but happy. He sat down on a stool opposite of Mike, who was still going through his mails.

“Anything wrong?” he asked after a quick look into Chester face.

“Have you been outside today? It’s fucking hot!” Chester said. Mike laughed.

“So what?” he asked. “That’s what Californian summers are like, thought you knew that by now.” Mike answered turning his attention back to the mail. Chester remained silent for a while.

The hot weather didn’t go well with his new Tattoo. In fact the skin was burning and itching, the sweat that covered his body was giving him a hot and wet feeling around and under the foil that still covered the new skin picture. He could neither enjoy the sun within the next days nor the cooling water of Mike’s swimming pool because of the healing process.

He had wanted to get that tattoo done during their break because it should be healed when their first concerts started again. The break had only started the day before, so they had a lot of time left. But he still had to take care of that tattoo and he wasn’t allowed to remove the foil within the next hours. He had to wait- heat or not.

Mike finally closed his notebook and looked up at his friend.

“You coming outside?” he asked. “Swimming?” Chester shook his head.

“Nope...you know...the sun and chlorine water...” he explained and Mike simply nodded in understanding. He went for the door and stepped outside into his garden where heat greeted him. He walked over to his pool, letting his shirt fall down on the ground on his way. He jumped into the water.

Chester watched him from the doorframe. Chester was disappointed. He somehow had hoped Mike would stay with him. With a sigh he sat down in the chair under the solar panel and watched his friend relaxing in the water. He jealously watched Mike and thought about what to do with his time. He sat there for a while, until he got bored.

“Mikey?” Chester started in a childish voice. “I'm bored... can't we do something?”, he asked but didn't get any answer.

“Mikeyyyyyy....” he almost whined.

Mike, who had been floating on the water with closed eyes got to his feet and walked over to the edge of the pool, put his arms on the cemented floor outside and rested his chin on them.

“WHAT?” he asked already annoyed by Chester’s childish behaviour.

“I am bored! Watching you swimming is not exactly interesting.”, he complained.

“And what Am I supposed to do about that?”, he asked and raised an eyebrow.

“Don't know..don't we have something to do? Some lyrics or..”

Mike interrupted him.

“Chester! It's our first day of tour break. We only have six days. There is no way I am going to work today.”

“But...”

“NO CHESTER! You know the procedure for a new tattoo and Californian summers are always that hot so quit whining and look for something to do!”

Mike pushed himself away from the edge and back into the water to enjoy the sun and at the same time the cooling liquid around him. Chester wanted this tattoo- so now he had to deal with it! He just wanted some peace that day. They had been on tour for four months. He deserved some time to relax.

Chester was watching Mike jealously. He wanted to swim too, but no.

He rose from the chair and went inside to watch some TV. It was much to hot outside and with the heat came the burning on his skin. Like usually when he was lying on Mikes sofa he fell asleep half way through a cartoon and woke two hours later. Mike was still outside now lying on the grass with his iPod.

Chester got a snack from the kitchen and went into Mike’s little home studio to look over some demo songs and maybe try some mixes or slight changes on the material. It was still annoying him that Mike was practical ignoring him all day long. He spent the rest of the day in the studio and finally went into the bedroom, lying on the bed with a magazine. He had taken his shirt off and removed the foil so his skin around the tattoo was getting some fresh air.

It was early evening when he heard Mike enter the room and go to the bathroom. Chester put the magazine down and looked after him. He got up, feeling his skin being dry and a bit sore around the tattoo he decided to get some lotion on it. He opened the bathroom door and went for the cupboard to get the lotion he was always using on his new tattoos. Mike was under the shower, paying his friend no attention.

Chester turned to the mirror, looking at his tattoo. It was right above his hipbone, halfway to his stomach next to his belly button. The skin was still a bit red but all in all it looked good. Gentle he applied some lotion to the skin and rubbed it in with slight pressure. Satisfied with the result he put the lotion down. He was ready for leaving when Mike stepped out of the shower, only a towel wrapped around his waist.

He stopped in front of the mirror and let out a curse, causing Chester to turn around and look at him.

“Shit.” he murmured, stepping closer to his friend. The skin of his whole upper body was colored in an angry red. Chester placed his hand on Mike’s shoulder, causing him to flinch away.

“Arg...don't touch it!” he said.

“Your skin is burning hot.” Chester said, now slightly worried because he could imagine how painful Mike’s skin felt.

“Tell me about it, genius.” Mike said and rolled his eyes.

Now Chester was the one to be annoyed.

“Hey...don't give me that crap okay?”, he stated and then smirked. “I mean...you know what Californian summers are like.. you should have thought about getting a sun burn!” he said.

Mike let out a sigh. He wanted to say something but he had to admit Chester was right.

The older man grabbed the lotion again. “Come on...get on the bed. I'll take care of that!” he said and went out of the bathroom.

Mike looked after him and smiled. Maybe he could consider being nicer to Chester the next time. Well... in fact he had the evening left. His smile grew wider. He could already think about something to make it up to Chester.

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My beta said I am evil if I leave it like that here.. ok..so if you give me..uhm.. ten ...reviews I give u a second chapter with Mike's apologize in it! =) its all up to you now!