Life imitating art.

With that, another day at Canterlot High had passed, but for Peter Page-Turner, things where just getting started. He watched the class tough girl get on a yellow Yamaha motorcycle; rev the engine as if she was Shōtarō Kaneda from Akira. She dissapeared down the road into town.

"She's something isn't she?" A famillar voice said behind Peter making him jump.

"Oh! Rainbow Dash! you trying to gimme a heart attack?" He asked her as he clutched his chest to ease the fluttering it was doing.

"Heheh, Aww co'mon Pete, lighten up." She said giving his head a soft ruffle. Rainbow had changed (and showered thankfully) into her as she called it, lucky jean jacket and tee with the lightning bolt rainbow in the front. Some would say that'd be a bad idea to do in the modern day and age (unless you really wanted to openly say what that symbol had been made to say in most circumstances) but her shirt used only three colors, and her hair used the naturally occurring colors of the spectrum. Rainbow dash often said herself that her choice in symbol was more akin to Bifröst, the bridge that links the world of the Norse Gods Asgard to earth, or the album dark side of the moon, which only goes to show how much of one cool girl she is.

"So...Did you see the little spar we had?" He asked her as the two made their way to the parking lot.

"Mmmhmm, it was bucking A awesome! you're quite good with a sword." She said doing a few mock swipes with her hands as if she had a blade of her own in her hands. Peter only chuckled at hearing her say.

"Bucking? Dash what do you think we are? Seven?" He said taking a small key from his pocket.

"Eh, It's more a personally choice, not swearing and being colorful in language. I originally adapted it so I wouldn't trash talk anyone on the field, eventually it just became my mantra to live by. Hey where's your car?" She asked as she got the keys to her own light blue Dodge Viper. (used)

"You're looking at it," Peter said unlocking the chain to a big silver racing bike. The frame looked far too big for someone like him; The thing had a few rust spots here and there on the frame, but the chain was well oiled and the tires pumped to perfection. It was a little rough around the edges, but it was Peter's trusty bike. I know the saying "Your're not King", but ask him and he'll tell you from writing experience, that a young man's best friend is his bike. "Rainbow Dash, meet my bike Miyazaki." He said patting the seat and smiling.

"You named you're bike after the anime director Hayao Miyazaki?" She said covering her mouth as she chuckled.

"Hey my dad...my real one." He said suddenly looking very sad, "bought me this bike for my eleventh birthday along with a copy of Miyazaki's first film The Castle of Cagliostro. So I named it after him, plus..." He said smirking as he mounted the bike, "watch this." He grabbed the handle bars, and reared the bike onto its back wheel while pedaling to do a wheelie. All the while letting a cry of "High Ho...Miyazaki! AWAY!" Channeling The Lone Ranger and his signature cry with his own spin on it. Peter never got tired of it; the rush of balancing ever so precariously on one wheel, the speed the bike picked up and carried him off on...you could say he was...Spirited Away.

"So you don't have a car?" Rainbow asked holding back the urge to laugh, not because she found laughable in a "You should be embarrassed by this" way, but rather in a "You're a funny guy Peter," way.

"Nope, Miyazaki's all I need Dashie." Peter said giving the bike's bell a ring. As he did, Rainbow Dash Locked up her car door's, and made sure the alarms where rigged just in case.

"Can I...Go for a ride with you on Miyazaki?" She asked twirling a lock or her hair and blushing hard. She hadn't been on a bike in a while, and to feel the wind in her hair, the thrill of speeding down hills, but there was something else too. She could almost see herself sitting on those handle bars; hands locked with Peter's, guiding him leaning back with his head on her shoulder to see, and to get close to her.

"I...Don't have pegs on the back wheels for you to stand on Rainbow." He said prompting Rainbow Dash to face palm with a grunt.

"Haven't you ever let a girl ride on the bike with you before Peter? just let her sit on the handle bars."

"Isn't that dangerous?" He asked gulping a bit.

"You worry too much." Was all she could reply with as she hopped onto the bike's handle bars. Rainbow Dash did get a little nervous when it started to wobble a bit, but Peter's quick peddling and her adjusting to even the weight made the ride smooth out. They pedaled out the school lot; down the driveway, and finally out into the streets. Peter, having never done anything like this before, was very nervous about it.

"Rainbow?" He asked placing his head over her shoulder, more to be able to see better, but there was a touch of affection in placing it there.

"Yeah?" she asked with a playful and flirty flutter of her eyelashes. He couldn't help but look into the sparkling depth of reddish hue they gleamed with.

"Uhhh...where do you live?" He asked as a truck horn blared at them, snapping both of them out of the daze. Peter swerved the handle bars and made a sharp turn, as a big Mac truck narrowly flattened them both, but they where able to safely pull back into the bike lane and cut into a park where there was less chance of getting run over.

"STAY OFF THE STREETS AND GET A ROOM WILL YA!" The angry drive yelled out the window at them when he pulled over at the red light. At the front gate of the park they pulled into; Rainbow only flipped the truck off, not caring if he saw her hand or not.

"Heh, thought you were above that kinda behavior Dash." Peter said with a chuckle as they pedaled into the park, a duckling pond their left, the low hanging green of willows to their right. The sun sinking low into the horizon; the birds giving their final calls of the late afternoon, as the young couple rode along.

"That wasn't a swear Pete, big difference." She said with a giggle as the wind ruffled her hair. "Oh and to answer your question, Clouds-dale Apartments. It's just at the other end of this park actually." They rode through the park a bit longer before the Clouds-Dale Apartments came into view. The building was a condominium high rise that overlooked the park, its facade of being made of white stone with carvings along the walls with their puffy and swirling patters along them really did make the condo look like it was made of clouds.

"This is where you live Rainbow?" He asked looking up at the towering house of bubbly clouds.

"Yep, top floor penthouse too boot." She said with a hint of pride.

"Really? how in the high hell can you afford that?" He asked as he walked beside her, bike in tow to the front door.

"My parents have great connections, they let me live here mostly on my own here while they...go out seeing the world." She said sighing softly as the two of them entered the lobby and made their way to elevators.

"You...don't have that good a connection with your folks?" He asked calling the elevator.

"I just don't see them very much; but it works, I get my own crash pad, they get to travel a lot and just wait until you see my penthouse." She said smiling as they boarded the elevator and hit the big red button for the suite.

"Better than life with my folks," Peter said with a sigh.

"What do you mean?"

"Well....My dad left home when I turned twelve, I haven't seen him since, supposedly he left the country and claimed asylum in Jamaica to avoid the alimony and child support, and my Ma? she's dating some grade A fucker that doesn't even want to do anything for me." Peter felt his eyes swell up and knew he was about to cry; in front of a strong tough girl, he didn't care. "He's told me time and time again; Peter, real soon your mom and I are packing our bags and moving to Argentina, and when we do, you're on your own. We won't pay the rent on this house and you won't be your mother's or my responsibility, so you better have something planned, because I wont care if they kick you out of here when the rent stops being payed, and you end up in some shelter. you'll....not be my...problem by then."

Peter collapsed to the elevator floor and covered his hands in his face; his sobs where stifled, but not muffled. He cried and for the first time since his mom's boyfriend David told him this, he cried. The pain of feeling so alone; reject, and unwanted, his heart felt like it was bout to stop beating just from the crushing pain he felt coursing in it. He felt a hand on his shoulder, then his cheek. Rainbow tilted his head up to look at her; she got onto her knees and down to his level, before helping him back to his feet. They said nothing as she slowly wrapped her arms around him and softly placed her ear on his chest, she could hear the beats of his heart slow to a steady rythm before she pulled away just a bit to look directly at him.

"Oh Peter! I'm...so sorry he did that too you." Rainbow Dash said as she cuddled his shoulder, the elevator finally reaching its destination and opening to her suite.

"It's okay Dashie, I'll...think of something."

"Hey...If...Your folks really meant what they said...you could stay here with me...if you need to.'' She said as they stepped into the suite. Rainbow Dash had a pretty sweet place. The apartment was a studio; the major rooms mostly arranged together into one cluster but it was far from cramped. The living room alone was at least three times as big as Peter's and there would be more than enough room for Miyazaki.

"David says people will only take pity on you for so long before they want you out of their lives, especially when your a lazy bum with no job." That wan't entirely true; Peter did have a job, but a person that reads to elderly people who have bad eyesight, and keeping them company isn't paid much, he is in a way not payed at all, it was more a volunteering thing. Aside from the couple of dollars they'd give him in saying thanks for doing so much for those who need it the most in their golden years. David didn't care much for volunteering mostly because it; by definition doesn't pay, but what could you expect from a man without a drop of sympathy left in his cold heart.

"Pete? You won't have to worry about it with me, just..promise me you'll try? can you promise me that?" She said giving him a soft nuzzle.

"Yes Rainbow I promise I'll try.'' They embraced tightly and lovingly; hands locked and bodies pressed together, her warm cheek brushing against his, his face buried into her those oh so soft and luscious rainbow colored locks of hair. Feeling daring, Peter gave her hair a few nibbles with a soft moan of bliss. "Tastes like...skittles." He said blushing and breaking the hug,but Rainbow didn't seem to mind. She gave him a final nuzzle before saying,

"Peter I like you but...is it okay if..we wait till later to take things a bit further?" She asked giving him half lidded eyes and a playful sway of her hips, before she took a seat on her couch.

"Sure Dashie, I understand." He said taking into account the apartment's surroundings for the first time. The living room had a big comfortable looking couch; Rainbow's TV was a big wall mounted flat screen, but the most impressive thing of all about her must have been how on the storage cabinet bellow the TV, Rainbow had a decent collection of video games and several consoles to play them. An early model PS3; (the kind backward compatible with the PS2) A Wii and Wii U side by side with each other, even an N64 and Sega Genesis all lined up and ready to play.

"Wow, I never took you for a gamer Dashie." He said pulling out a copy of Deadrising 2. Rainbow chuckled picking up an Xbox controller and turning it on.

"Why? cause I'm a girl?" She said giving her lips a pucker and blowing him a little play kiss.

"No! No I mean more because of you being...the active sporty type." He chuckled nervously and took a seat beside her. Rainbow started a game of Minecraft; she got the two player split screen set up and handed Peter a controller. Rainbow felt it'd be better than having the two of them playing something more competitive together like Halo or even Splatoon. Not that she didn't like competitive gaming, but rather because it was better to have someone expressing her creative side with her. The hours just seemed to fly by; as they built in the little world. She was quite impressed by Peter's ideas; the first thing he made on his end of the map was a "Great tree" as he called it. Basically taking wood tree pieces in creative mode; and using them to make a hollow tree that towered to the clouds. The inside filled everything from bedrooms to workshops.

"You're a pretty creative guy Pete." She commented on his handiwork while moving her Steve beside his and helping top off the tree's leaves. As she did she looked at him softly smiling and her attention being drawn away from the game.

"Thanks...I...I guess it comes with reading a lot." He said returning her smile.

"Peter?" She asked leaning over to him slowly, he caught on to what she was doing.

"Yes Rainbow?" He asked as the two gamers got closer and closer to each other.

"I....I just wanted to say...Thanks for the ride...and for hanging out with me." Rainbow dash said as her face was just inches from his.

"It was...my pleasure Rainbow." Was all he said as He puckered his lips together and pressed them to Rainbow's. She didn't pull away or resist his kiss; the kiss was a restrained lip to lip at first, but quickly became a more enrapturing and tender one. She slipped him the tip of her tongue as he touched it with his own. As he ran his hands along the back of her Jacket, which quickly hit the floor. "Rainbow Dash." Was all he could say in a soft break for air before they plunged their lips back together.

"Peter." She said back as his hands ran down her back to her waist, The Minecraft game long forgotten in their bliss. Tongues flailing together and passionately, Rainbow let a loud moan escape her throat and run down his, ticking his throat and making him tighten his grip on her waist. Almost as if he was afraid she'd leave if he didn't, but Rainbow was the element of loyalty in this world, and in the one where she was a flying pony that managed the weather. There was no chance of that happening at all.

"Rainbow wait, I...don't have a..." He said somewhat disappointed but she only lifted her tee over her head exposing her tight black sports bra with a seductive smirk.

"It's okay Pete, I'm wearing a barrier. plus I have some...oh never mind about that...just don't worry." She said unbuttoning her jeans and letting them slip to the floor. She sat cuddling his side nipping his ear playfully in her black sports bra and lacy and skimpy black Victoria's Secret panties.

"But...Those only prevent....They won't protect from...the other concern." He felt awful talking about this with her, almost as if he was admitting to having one of "those concerns" or as if he was accusing Rainbow of having one herself.

"I just had a physical and came back with a clean bill....you?" She said trying her best to keep the mood from being broken.

"Rainbow I....I've never done this before." He said blushing as hard as ever.

"Really?...A sweet and caring, sensitive and nice guy like you and you've never had a girl like me to yourself?" She asked almost in surprise and shock.

"Never, I just...I never was good with girls...I guess" Which given the three that had given him more conservative kisses over the course of the day, wasn't all that true. "Do you feel like I"m a jerk for talking about this with you?"

"Peter, the fact that you had the guts to talk about this at all, only makes me want to do this more. It..shows you care about me, and don't want me hurt. I think being safe is the sweetest thing a guy can do for his sweetheart." She said taking her bra off. His eyes lit up seeing those peaky mounds. Not constricted by the fabric, Rainbow's breasts where quite well sized and lovely.

"Oh Rainbow Dash." Peter said softly taking her breasts in the palms of his hands, She let out a pleasured moan as he rubbed and massaged her breasts, He leaned in and moved his fingers apart to expose her hard nipples. Peter kissed her left nipple one while gently pinching her right. Rainbow's moans became louder as he gave her nipple a soft suck. He looked up at her with a loving soft glint in his big sad puppy eyes. "I...I love you." He said softly breaking from his suckling.

"I love you Peter." She replied rubbing his head as she shivered feeling his hands brush the fabric of her panties. He rubbed teasingly over the fabric delicately and daintily as she shivered and trembled with pleasure. unlike him; he wasn't her first partner, but he was easily the best. He slipped a finger past the fabric; feeling a girl's vagina for the first time, it was slick with wetness of her arousal. Rainbow trembled and moaned louder then ever as he parted the petals of her flower with his fingers, his thumb rubbed the pearl of her clitoris and she melted in his touch. "Ohhh! Peter! Peter! Please don't stop!" She cried out feeling his fingers stroking her inner walls.

"I won't Dashie." He whispered as he continued fingering her pussy. He wondered why he wasn't feeling any "barrier" she claimed to be wearing, but quickly dashed the notion away figuring such a thing was too deep inside her so as not to interfere. He gave her clit a pinch as his fingers spread her open, all the while Rainbow bit down on his shoulder to muffle her cries of pleasure.

"Peter, take your pants off and fuck me." She said almost pleading so. He was a little nervous in doing so, mostly because while not too out of shape, Peter wasn't exactly a Hollister model. As if she understood that, Rainbow held his hands and began undoing the button's to his pants. Reassured Peter was as naked as her in almost no time at all. She looked at him smiling lovingly at him and spread her legs apart as she took her last bit of clothes her black panties off. "You're cute," She said to him seductively. "Now take me."

She held her arms out and wrapped them around him as their naked bodies locked together. Rainbow then bit her lip as she felt the shaft of his meat at the entrance of her pussy. "OHHH Peter!" she said locking eyes with him, as his shaft went deep into her. they never once broke contact as they locked hands and kissed again. Rainbow moaned in bliss when she felt the base of his length hit her entrance.

"Rainbow." He mouthed in her ear as his pace quickly picked up. Being a virgin; Peter was worried he'd blow his load and spoil it all then and there, but thankfully the forces that brought the young lovers together favored him, he held out as he trusted again and again in her. Rainbow felt every thrust feel like a wave crashing on the shore. The pleasure washing over her again and again. His embrace tight and warm. Easily the best, easily the best. It wasn't long before the swelling his his length and the warm pressure in her depths began to build to where there was no going back. "Rainbow...I..I'm close." He said to her as he sped up faster and faster, sweat dripping from his face onto her and her's onto the fabric couch.

"Give it to me Peter! Please!...I want to feel you fill me up." She cried biting her thumb and squealing in delight as her own bursting, fireworks show of an orgasm was fast approaching. They cried out and moaned loudly together as his shaft let the pressure out and sent stream after stream into her core. She like wise squirted and sprayed past the plug of his rod on his thighs. He collapsed on top of her and they both panted exhausted. They drifted off into a well earned, deep, and loving, sleep.