Hey! I'm back again, my friends! Thanks for the reviews, and therefore, I shall do review replies! Now, let it be known that I'm writing this on Thursday so if you review after today, you will be mentioned in the next chappie!

Also, starting Monday the 19th, I doing my final project in Psychology, meaning I may not update as often. I'm sorry. It's an inconvenience to my readers and to me since I'll have double the workload. And I'm the youngest in my group. Bleh.

ninjaninja can't find the ninja- Danke! And I'm sorry, I just don't like Johnny/Pony that much…I sowwy for being evil and toying with your emotions and having a heartbreaking chapter…but Dally/Pony is the OTP…

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Charlie: What the hell's wrong with you? *walks off muttering about stupid teen girls*

Well. That's all the reviews for last chapter. Now, this chapter is Curly/Pony and the song is Cowboy Casanova by Carrie Underwood. I don't own the song, nor do I own the Outsiders.

Warnings: Curly/Pony love, badass-ness on Curly's part, language, naïveté on Pony's part, heartbreak, total AU, OOC Darry, the usual :P

You better take it from me
That boy is like a disease
You run and you try and you're tryin' to hide
And you're wondering why you can't get free

"Johnny," Pony breathed in awe, "who's that?" Johnny looked where his best friend was pointing. There was a young man leaning up against a jukebox at Buck's place. Pony was new to town, so Johnny took it upon himself to show his new friend all the spots. He knew the younger boy was gay, so it didn't shock him when Pony pointed at a guy and looked like he was gonna start drooling at any second.

The young man Pony was pointing at was none other than one of the biggest juvenile delinquents in all of Tulsa, Curly Shepherd. Johnny couldn't blame his friend for thinking the bad boy was hot, but he was dangerous. He had jet black hair that grew long enough to cover his brow and curl in the back, midnight blue eyes and a muscular frame that made girls and gays drool. And drool they did, but Curly was only in to one-night-stands.

"Pone, I don't want you to get hurt, so I'm gonna tell you: he's a badass. He dates girls and the occasional guy, then dumps them after he gets 'em in the sack. Okay?

But Pony was already walking over to the jukebox

Curly Shepherd was scanning the crowd around Buck's for some new prey. All he saw were those dumbass sluts that had way too much makeup on that, most of which, he'd already slept with. Then he saw him. The angel had pretty auburn hair, gray-green eyes, flawless skin and mile-high legs. He could already imagine what that tight ass felt like.

He almost moaned out loud. The pretty thing was heading toward him. Score.

He's like a curse, he's like a drug
You'll get addicted to his love
You wanna get out but he's holdin' you down
'Cause you can't live without one more touch

Pony looked up at the muscular hottie in front of him. The man chuckled lightly.

"Hey cutie. Lookin' for your man?" he asked in a voice of pure sex. Pony shivered and the man chuckled again. Pony cleared his thoughts and shook his head no.

"Why? Decided to ditch the sorry bastard for the night?" Again, Pony shook his head.

"Don't have one." He finally spoke up. The supposed badass looked him up and down.

"Don't have one, eh? Want one?" the man asked. Pony almost squealed in happiness.

'You don't even know his name!' the rational part of his mind screamed.

'Then I'll ask!' the other part yelled back.

"So, where might I find one?" Pony asked teasingly. Something flashed in the stranger's eyes.

"Why, can't ya see, he's right in front of ya. The name's Curly Shepherd." The man held a hand out in a mock handshake. Pony smirked and took it.

"Ponyboy Curtis."

He's a, a good time cowboy Casanova
Leanin' up against the record machine
He looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery

Curly wrapped an arm around Pony's waist as they went to get a drink. Pony looked way too young to be drinking, but Buck really didn't care. Curly grabbed a beer and handed it to Pony, who took a long chug and choked. Curly laughed and replaced the beer with a Pepsi.

"Okay, no alcohol for you." He laughed while Pony glared over the top of his Pepsi bottle. He pulled Pony to a corner and started asking the boy questions.

"Where're you from? I ain't seen you around town before." Curly asked.

"A hicktown in Ohio you've probably never heard of." Pony said with a smile. Curly smirked. That meant his babe had never heard his reputation with the ladies and gentlemen alike.

They separated at about midnight. Pony had to get home, but gave Curly his number and told him to call and ask for him. The younger boy hunted his best friend down and walked out the door. Once out of earshot, Johnny asked Pony what the hell he was thinking.

"Whaddaya mean, 'what were you thinking?' I thought it was pretty obvious. There was a really sexy guy so I went over and flirted a bit, and I ended up giving him my number." Pony replied carelessly. Johnny's eyes bugged out.

"You WHAT?" he exploded. Pony looked taken aback.

"Uh, pretty sure you heard me…"

"You gave your number to one of the biggest man-whores in Tulsa?" Johnny yelled. Pony smirked.

"I hope he's big." Johnny deadpanned.

"I'm beginning to doubt your sanity…and mine…" he muttered as they continued home.

He's the devil in disguise, a snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings you don't wanna fight
You better run for your life

As promised, Curly called the next day at about 4. Pony'd just gotten home from track practice when he heard Darry yell that he had a call.

"Who is it?"

"Some guy named Curly. Let me know if he's a creep." Darry grinned. Pony grinned back and took the phone.

"Oh hey! Uh, tonight at seven…let me ask," Darry cocked an eyebrow.

"Can I go out tonight?" Pony gave him the puppy eyes.

"Awh, does ickle Ponyboy have a boooyfriend?" Darry teased. Pony blushed and nodded. Darry grinned again and nodded his assent. Pony got back on the phone.

"Yeah! See ya then!" Pony put the phone down with a smile.

"Awh, ickle Pony's all grown up and in love!" Darry put his arm around his little brother's shoulders and ruffled his hair. Pony squawked about his hair being messed up before running to the bathroom to fix it. Darry chuckled and started dinner.

I see that look on your face
You ain't hearin' what I say
So I'll say it again 'cause I been where you been
And I know how it ends, you can't get away

"Pony, I'm warning you, he'll just break your heart!" Johnny yelled his final warning as Pony walked out the door. He yelled a disagreement back, but it was lost to the wind as Pony jumped in the passenger's side of Curly's car.

Don't even look in his eyes
He'll tell you nothin' but lies
And you wanna believe but you won't be deceived
If you listen to me and take my advice

After about two months of dating, Pony finally decided to give Curly the thing he wanted most: his virginity. It had hurt like a bitch to Pony, but it was worth it. Or so he thought.

Pony walked in the door sobbing one day after school. Johnny jumped up from the couch and asked what was wrong.

"I shoulda *sniffle* listened to ya Johnny. H-He just wanted my v-v-virginity!" he cried against Johnny's comforting shoulder. The tan boy just held the one he'd had a crush on all this time and cried internally for him. He rubbed his back gently before pulling the boy down on the couch. Tears still streaked down Pony's cheeks, but the flow had lessened. He sniffled as Johnny pulled him to sit down next to him and held him again. Pony ended up lying with his head on Johnny's lap while the older teen ran his fingers through his hair. He fell into a restless sleep like that, still sniffling and hiccupping. When Darry and Soda came home, they saw Pony in Johnny's lap with tearstains on his face while the other boy continued to comfort his best friend by running his fingers through his hair. That had always helped Pony. When he was little and Soda's friend Steve had pushed him in a mud puddle and tackled him, dislocating his shoulder, all it took to calm him was Soda holding him in his lap and running his fingers through his thick red hair to soothe him until their parents got there. Darry glared stonily at Johnny and went to pull Pony away from him, but Soda stopped him.

"Let him tell us what happened before you try to kill him." Soda whispered so he didn't wake Pony. Darry nodded, but still glared as Johnny began.

He's a, a good time cowboy Casanova
Leanin' up against the record machine
He looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery

"So that's what happened. I warned Pony that he was a man-whore, and he didn't listen and got his heart broken." Johnny finished softly. Darry cracked his knuckles and Soda's eyes flashed in anger. Darry turned to the door.

"So where do I find this rat bastard?" he asked calmly. Johnny told him the address and the eldest Curtis stormed out the door, slamming it in the process.

"Take care of Pone while we're…out. Don't tell him where we are either." Soda commanded. Johnny nodded and he too left. The screech of tires woke the youngest Curtis, who stretched like a cat.

"Comfy there?" an amused Johnny asked. Pony's eyes shot open as he remembered falling asleep on Johnny. A blush dusted his pale features. Johnny grinned and patted his friend's shoulder.

"Now get up so I can cook dinner. I'm afraid to eat your cooking, so I'm making some mac." Pony smacked Johnny lightly at the insult, but laughed and stood.

He's the devil in disguise, a snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings you don't wanna fight
You better run for your life

When Darry and Soda came home about 2 hours later, Pony was leaning on Johnny, laughing. He stopped when he heard the screen door close.

"Hey guys! There's mac in the icebox, Johnny made…what's on your knuckles?" Pony asked slowly.

"Huh? Oh, that's just rust. Some idiot let his engine rust out and I had to deal with it. I haven't washed my hands yet. He kept me there until I got it fixed, which is why I'm so late. What about you, Dar?" Soda lied easily.

"Hmm? Ah, well, some of the roofing scraped mine up nice. Don't give me that look Pone, their just a bit cut up and bruised. Don't even hurt that bad anymore." Pony was giving him a worried look. His frown turned to an annoyed smile when Darry told him that.

"How many times do I have to tell you to be careful?" he asked his oldest brother, grabbing his hands and inspecting them for himself.

"That's it, bathroom now and get some rubbing alcohol on those. Soda, wash your hands and I'll heat you both up some macaroni. Now, scoot!" Pony commanded. Darry and Soda shook their heads when he finished his orders.

"When did you get so bossy?" Darry asked. Pony shot him a glare.

Run, run away, don't let him mess with your mind
He'll tell you anything you wanna hear
He'll break your heart, it's just a matter of time
But just remember

"Pony!" a voice called from behind him that made his blood run cold. Curly. He turned slowly and gave the other boy a glare that could freeze a Marine in his tracks. Curly's eyes widened when he saw the look on Pony's face.

"What's with the look, babe?" he questioned, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Pony shrugged his arm off. On closer inspection, he saw that the other boy had multiple gashes on his face, a black eye and a split lip.

"I'm not your 'babe' anymore." Curly looked annoyed.

"Yes, you are, just cuz your brothers beat the hell outta me don't mean you ain't mine no more." Curly told him, his voice cold as ice. Pony held in the shudder that wanted to escape.

Wait, brothers? Beat him up?

Pony turned on heel and ran home.

When he arrived, out of breath and cold, he sought out Darry and Soda. He found them both in the kitchen, discussing the news. They saw him and were upon him immediately.

"What's wrong? Did someone try to jump you?" Darry questioned? He shook his head.

"Did you guys beat up Curly?" The silence encompassed the room. He took that as a yes.

"Guys…I get that you wanna protect me and stuff but-"

"Stop right there Pony," Soda commanded, "did he hurt you in any way, shape or form?" Pony nodded.

"Then he deserved to get the shit kicked out of him." Darry added. Pony laughed.

"I love you guys so much."

"Pony…look, I'm gonna ask you something, but don't sic your brothers on me, ok?" Johnny asked nervously. Pony tilted his head and nodded.

"Ok…you wanna go out sometime?" Johnny asked. Pony smiled.

"I've been waiting for you to ask me for months now! It's about damn time now!" Soda exclaimed from the kitchen doorway.

"Soda, you totally just ruined the moment…" Pony sighed at his brother.

"But yes, I will go out with you, Johnny." Said young man let out a relieved sigh. Pony did his best to cock a brow at him.

"Well, I figured if you said no, you'd get Darry and Soda to beat my sorry ass." Pony doubled over laughing while Soda smirked.

"Not funny…" Johnny muttered before shooing Soda away. He winked at his little brother's boyfriend and left. Johnny pulled Pony up from his doubled-over position. The older boy stared at his new boyfriend and kissed him. Pony gasped and allowed Johnny to slip his tongue inside his mouth. Pony moaned softly and whimpered when Johnny pulled back. Said male smiled and gave Pony a soft, chaste kiss before pulling him to the kitchen for lunch.

He's a, a good time cowboy Casanova
Leanin' up against the record machine
He looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery

He's the devil in disguise, a snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings you don't wanna fight
You better run for your life

"Pony." That cold voice that had been haunting his nightmares sounded from behind him. Curly was there, looking pretty damn sexy in a black leather jacket and black jeans. It had been a year since Darry and Soda had beaten him up and he and Johnny were still going strong. It felt so right to be with the tan boy. His throat seized in terror when he realized that they were all alone.

"Ponyboy, I told you that you were still mine, but you didn't listen, did you? No, you went off with that bastard you were with the night we met." Curly came closer and Pony backed away, only to hit a brick wall. Curly laughed at his fear.

"Afraid, babe? You have good reason to be. I told you, but you didn't listen. Now you're gonna face the consequences." With that, he crushed his lips to Pony's. Pony pulled back and punched him square in the jaw and tried to run. Curly spat out a tooth.

"Oh, you're gonna pay for that, bitch. I was gonna be nice, but fuck it." Curly growled and pushed Pony back into the wall. His head bounced off it and he cried out in pain. Punches rained down on him and he lost consciousness.

When he came to, he was in a hospital room with Johnny by his side, holding his hand. He squeezed his boyfriend's hand gently and asked him what happened. Johnny asked what he remembered. He told him.

"Afterwards, I came looking for you and found him beatin' the hell outta ya. I've never been that pissed in my life. I put him in the hospital too. But he's out now and in jail. You ain't gotta worry no more honey." Johnny kissed him sweetly. Pony relaxed back against the pillows when they broke the kiss and smiled at his boyfriend.

Oh, you better run for your life
Oh, you better run for your life

That was more Johnny/Pony than anything, but eh…