A new story that i am SO excited to share!! SO many ideas I have for this book! The view points will alternate between Nikki and Paul...hope you guys enjoy!
1983, what a year.... a year of more changes than I care to count. Oh, sorry where are my manners? My name is Paul Stanley, yes THAT Paul Stanley aka Starchild. For the past decade I've worn a mask, a makeup based one...an iconic mask. However, because Kiss started to be frank sink faster than you could blink, we decided to take the make-up off, revealing the faces behind the make-up. My 'mask' though is still firmly in place, let me explain. All my life I've worn one, hiding behind the persona of a virtual Casanova, a lover extraordinaire. That's NOT me....my childhood sucked, emotionally abusive and neglectful parents, bullying and the like.... performing, learning the guitar...was the only way to remotely escape. But still it wasn't enough, the bullying.... haunted me, still haunts me even now, because I was born with out a right-ear, basically and so forever would be 'one-eared Stanley', so the one that has it all does in fact NOT. Groupies freak by the way, when they catch sight of my ear...somehow, they find out...or they did at first, which is why I always hide my shame so to speak. But to be honest I am fucking clueless in love and have to watch my bandmates find their happiness. I am drowning, wearing any kind of mask is killing me...No one will ever understand me...no one.
Back to 1983, where was I? oh yes, we took off the make-up and fired our guitarist, Vinnie Vincent literally the same day. Vinnie was and is a fucking dick, my mistake was him taking advantage of me to get to Eric Carr aka the Fox, not to mention the fact Vinnie was abusive and used me....in fact, all my partners have been like that, guess no one loves a freak. I have to settle seeing my friends/bandmates like Gene Simmons who is married to Peter Criss, yes that Peter Criss...we will get more into them later, let's just say Peter left the band and got clean and became surprisingly our record producer. And our new guitarist and fast friend, Bruce Kulick is single. At first, I thought he and Eric Carr would get together, they are just friends. Bruce treats Eric like a brother...but anyway, yeah. Turns out Bruce is seeing of all people, a guy he met by chance in a British Rock outfit, think the band's name is White snake and the guy's name is David Coverdale.... I've heard he's nice so, that's cool.
Currently we are getting ready in a dressing room together, Gene is making out/talking with Peter and their child, their daughter Eva is playing in the floor. Eric is tapping out a rhythm with his drumsticks, talking 500 mph with Bruce about.... well, we are going on a tour, for 'Lick it Up' and we are meeting with our opening act: Motley Crϋe one of the loudest, Crudest, and rudest bands to have emerged from the 80s, well so far. I love their music and the story goes according to their bassist, Nikki Sixx.... that Kiss is their biggest inspiration.
I sigh, heavily...broken out of my thoughts by Eric.
"Paul? You, ok?"
"MMM, yeah. Just thinking." I frown even more; I can feel it.
"Um yeah...you're not FINE." Eric counters, sounding concerned and exasperated both and I know why, it's because I always over think....my self-confidence and worth is shit and yeah, we've had this conversation before.
"That little bitch really fucked you over!" Peter snaps, quietly to where Eva can't hear. Eva's babysitter will soon come.
"Peter it's been a lifelong thing.... i just can't, do better.... i don't know what it will take." I shake my head, "I can't get out of my head...but we need...I need to focus on our meeting. What do we know about Motley?" I turn to Gene, otherwise known as gossip central, but surprisingly Bruce answers....
"Their loud, so they'd really be a perfect opening act. They will.... their known to for partying. Some wild tales I've heard, but too I think they'd be good to hang out with." Bruce shrugs, slight grin tugging at his lips.
We chat for a little bit more until Eva's babysitter comes, and we head to the conference room for the meeting, where to surprise I find a lone figure with spiky-raven hair that defies gravity and his eyes widen upon seeing us and oh my god...his eyes, are green. They look like jade, emeralds...just gems. The face has features that are sharp, kind of angular....and.... No, Paul...No...he wouldn't like you...you're the 'freak' after all. Better put it out of mind....
We take our seats and to my surprise his voice sounds out and my brain kicks in, Nikki Sixx.... Motley's bassist and songwriter...His voice is deeper than I thought it would be and he sounds nervous....
"Um, the guys are coming soon. Um I think Mick and Tommy had to drop their son James off with the babysitter, Vince.... probably going for a smoke or god knows what." Nikki mutters and shrugs.
"We can understand that." I find myself saying, rolling my eyes at Gene who smirks. And I resume staring at Nikki, I just can't stop...and he clears this throat.... damn, he's like about 10 years younger than me! And...he, can't see me...he just can't SEE.
"Small world." Nikki smirks and thankfully for me, the rest of his band arrives, and I see why they are called Motley Crϋe, but we get the meeting underway. These contrary to public opinion of me, I hate meetings.... i hate having to put a face on, like I am now.... playing a part...that is not fully me, because people expect me to be the businessman and all that jazz. Details are hashed out, and I noticed my drummer the Fox eyeing Motley's lead singer, Vince Neil. I know that look, this will be interesting for sure. And too I notice their drummer and guitarist murmuring to each other, occasionally trading kisses....an odd pair for sure, but no room to talk in any case.
The meeting ends and we all linger, well everyone except Bruce and the married couples from both bands, I find myself silent...my face I know is impassive. Eric, bless him breaks the silence by asking Vince....
"So, it's true, they call you the lead screamer?"
"Yeah man they do, I love it what can I say?" Vince is flirting with Eric I can tell, very heavily I may add, and Eric is reciprocating in kind.
"Oh, you and your band are gonna be a lot of fun I can tell! And maybe you'll get to know why they really call me the fox." Eric is very charming and smooth...i envy him for that, and I can note the blush on Vince's face.
"Careful their Fox, his face gets any redder and I am sure he will catch fire." I deadpan, my tone though is teasing.
"Whatever." Eric grumbles.... raven curls bouncing, but then adds...., "oh, god I'm so hungry! Maybe we should all catch a bite to eat?"
Nikki shrugs, "I guess...we gotta eat."
"Come on Sixx, we get a chance to hang out with Kiss!" Vince needles Nikki, elbowing him and Nikki glares at him.
"If you don't want to miss out on getting to personally know the fox.... don't elbow me again." Nikki has a poker face, but his eyes dance. He's teasing him...got a sense of humor i can tell...maybe a good one too....Damn it Paul...not again.
"How about Pizza?" I suggest, letting the question hang in the air.... feeling myself inwardly freak out....and take a steading breathe.
To my surprise Nikki answers me, "New York style? It's the best kind of pizza....so I've heard."
I find myself smiling at him, "Of course New York style, I'd know because I'm a native. And I know a place nearby we can go to."
"Well let's go..." Nikki pauses realizing Eric and Vince are walking away, "Come on! Wait for us! Vince you asshole!" Nikki takes off and I follow suit.... hell of a day, hell of a year.... but things I think will only get more interesting to say the least.... i just want and wish things would change.... that someone would see me and not think I'm a freak.... i can only hope.
A/N: There it is the first chapter, hope you guys liked this. So, est. Motley Couples, kiss couples, present and former, a surprise pairing thrown in, The Fox has his eye on Vince Neil and vice versa...and Paul and Nikki have had their first meeting!! I've been SO excited for this book! Next chapter will be from Nikki's POV and will cover Nikki's thoughts, feelings, dinner with Paul, Eric Carr, and Vince Neil and perhaps more!

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Sixx Ways to Love: A Paul Stanley/Nikki Sixx story
RomanceSummary: 1983 is a huge year for Kiss, after all it's the year they take off the make-up and for the first time the public sees the faces behind the mask or do they really? In the case of Paul Stanley, that's a huge 'no', the man that should be the...