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Date Posted: 18:26:21 07/31/02 Wed
Author: cornorama
Subject: Crazy for you dbf


Crazy For You lyrics by Madonna



Swaying room as the music starts
Strangers making the most of the dark
Two by two their bodies become one

The pounding beat of the music screaming from the jukebox was already giving Blair a headache. At first coming down to Rodi's and getting absolutely plastered to forget about her disastrous love life had seemed like a good idea, but watching doting couples bump and grind on the dance floor was not boasting her bruised ego

She put her beer mug down on the bar. Joey the Thursday night bartender at Rodi's smiled at her. Blair suspected that he might have a little crush on her.

"Another beer Blair?"

Should she? It was really getting to be time for her to go home and come up with a new plan of action to make some quick cash to keep Melador afloat. What could one more hurt though, Blair shrugged "Sure, one for the road."

Joey placed the refilled mug in front of her. "Come on Blair, tell Uncle Joey, what the problem?"

"What makes you think I have a problem?" asked Blair coyly.

"Cause there's a frown on that beautiful face of yours. Why don't you let me turn it upside down."

"Man problems," replied Blair finally.

"Honey, you don't have a problem, I'm yours when ever you want me."

"Don't tempt me."

"Oh let me tempt you," responded Joey lowering his voice. He winked at her lecherously. "You know what Blair, beer is for the rest of the jerks in this place, I'm going to make you something special."

"That's okay Joe, I'll stick with the beer, thanks any way."

Joe frowned, but laughed tightly "Your lose."

Blair nodded, but said nothing. Maybe she should just call a cab, or curl up in the front seat of her car for a few hours. She was starting to feel the alcohol running through her veins.


I see you through the smoky air
Can't you feel the weight of my stare
You're so close but still a world away
What I'm dying to say, is that
I'm crazy for you

Todd Manning watched from a booth as that sleazy bartender Joey hit on a slightly tipsy looking blonde. He couldn't see her face but he knew when a woman was two or three beers from falling down and in his professional opinion the blonde was even less than that.

The jukebox change songs and went from a song by Pearl Jam to Natalie Cole's "Unforgettable."

The blonde turned to give the jukebox the evil eye. Todd had already stood up to head over to the jukebox, if you hit it just right the song would skip.

"Who put this junk on," declared the blonde loudly.

"I don't care who put it on," responded Todd, 'I'm turning it off.

After kicking it Todd turned to look at his fellow critic. What he saw took his breath away.

The blonde had an incredible body. Todd had noted that from his booth. But her face...he face was that of an angel, Or a Playboy centerfold.

"Hey," she slurred lightly. He wasn't sure if it was the booze or the accent that gave her the faint musical quality he heard in her voice. "Are you famous?",she asked

"I used to play college football," replied Todd, reluctant to tell her the details of his past.

"I never went to college," replied the blonde giggling.

"You're not from around here, are you?" asked Todd.

"Nope," replied the blonde.

"You gonna tell me where your from?," asked Todd, feeling drawn to this woman. Not just because she was so beautiful. Maybe because she was slightly out of control and a little drunk. He knew better than almost anyone what circumstances like those could lead to.

"Here and there. Do you know it? It's right next to everywhere," she said laughing slightly.

Her laugh raised goose bumps on his arms. Why couldn't he have met her a few years ago before he became the town boogeyman? When he was on the road to being a real somebody. Now he was an ex con who lived over a bar and owned a car that leaked oil as fast as he poured it in.

"Manning," said Joey putting a protective arm around Blair, "Why don't you find a rock and crawl under it."

"HEY," said Blair offended, 'Why are you being mean to my friend here, we were just going to dance."

"But..." began Joey, glaring at Todd.

"Didn't you hear the lady, we were going to dance," said Todd smirking slightly taking Blair's hand and leading her to the dance floor

Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you

Blair laced her hands behind Todd's neck as they moved to the beat of a slow song.

"Bartender Joe doesn't seem to like you much," commented Blair.

"I get that a lot," said Todd ruefully.

Blair laughed again and Todd felt a chill go down his spine. "Me too," she replied as she laid her head against his shoulder.

Trying hard to control my heart
I walk over to where you are
Eye to eye we need no words at all
Slowly now we begin to move
Every breath I'm deeper into you

“Listen,” asked Blair,” You want to go some place quiet and maybe talk a little?”

“You don't want to go anywhere quiet with me,” answered Todd gruffly. What was he going to do tell her, by the way I lead a couple of my fraternity brothers in a gang rape and did some time for it.

“How do you know what I want,” Blair said laughing tracing the outline of his jaw.

“Trust me.”

The song came to am end and Todd reluctantly pulled away. This blonde, she was a fantasy. Reality was a car that leaked as much oil as he put into it. Reality was a crummy studio apartment over a bar and a job cleaning up puke at the hospital. Reality was that he had raped a woman because she ticked him off.

“Well see you,” Todd started to walk away when Blair wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

What was wrong with her? Max had just used and dumped her. Cord was always galloping into the sunset to save Tina. Now this perfect stranger was cutting and running? She was Blair Daimler; this guy thought he was going to just walk away when she had other ideas? Who did he think he was, God’s gift to woman..

Fantasy and reality had crossed lines for Todd. The beautiful blonde woman was kissing him and god it was good. Her lips were every bit as soft as he thought they’d be. He briefly wondered if he had any money on his credit card. Maybe he could take her somewhere nice for the night...

“GET OFF MANNING!” screamed Joe grabbing him by the collar and hauling him away from Blair.

“What are you doing,” cried Blair in confused agitation.

“I saw him mauling you, do you know who your new friend is Blair? DO you? This is Todd Manning date rapist extrodinar. Did he tell you that him and a couple of his frat buddies tied down and raped a girl at a party then blamed it on her. He just got out of jail, killed somebody too, didn’t ja Manning?”

Blair’s eyes turned toward Todd. They were confused “You... you raped someone?”

“Thanks for the dance,” replied Todd softly before turning away and heading toward the staircase to his above bar apartment.

Soon we two are standing still in time
If you read my mind, you'll see
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss

“Hang out Blair, I'm driving you home,” said Joe shoeing out the last lingering patrons.

“Okay,” replied Blair absently. That handsome stranger was a convicted rapist. She'd looked into his eyes while the dance. They were sad, not violent or cruel.

They reminded her of a lion she’d once seen at a carnival in Florida. The big cats cage was on the midway and when Blair stopped and looked into it’s eyes she saw pain and despair. Pain coupled with the humiliation of being confined in a small space, pain at being a prisoner. It’s golden tawny eyes looked so like the man’s who she had just danced with. Pain, sadness, grief, humiliation. All tempered with a kind of unbreakable strength.

Blair looked at her glinting half caret diamond ring she wore. She had gone directly from the midway to the owners office and offered him a necklace worth about 10 grand for the lion. He'd laughed at first until he saw the ruby and emerald creation Blair had designed from chips and inferior larger stones.

“Where’d you put something like old Brutus?” he’d asked still thinking he joking.

Blair had asked to use the phone and called Jeffery, the man who owned the jewelry shop she worked in. Jeffery had hired her when she was a run away seventeen year old, ducking Social Services until her eighteenth birthday. Jeffery was a believer in saving the lost causes which is why he’d given her a job and when his partner Fred died, he’d made her an apprentice.

He told her that he had a friend with a small wild animal preserve not far from South Beach. If she could stay at the carnival and wait they’d met her and pick up the lion.

So she waited and the lion was rescued. But that was an animal, could she actually rescue someone like Todd Manning who obviously thought he didn’t need to be rescued even if his eyes told a different story.

Joe came over and handed her a glass of ice water. “You look like you could use this.”

“Thanks,” Blair responded taking a huge unlady like sip.

The liquid immediately burned her throat and she sputtered “What is this?”

“I thought you needed something to calm you down a little, it’s my specialty. I call it a sunrise, sunset. Drink it at sunrise and you’ll sleep till sunset.”

Blair saw the speculative gleam in Joey’s eyes and took a step toward the door. “You know what, don’t even worry about the ride, I’m going to just call a taxi.”

Joey took a few steps toward her, backing her toward the corner of the bar with the pool table. “Don’t be ridiculous, I said I’d give you a ride, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, but I don’t want to be any trouble.”

“I offered didn’t I.”

Blair nodded “Let me just get my coat.” Side stepping Joey, Blair bolted for the door to Rodi’s but Joey caught her by the back of her blouse and dragged her back.

“You know Blair if you were looking for a sure thing you didn’t have to hit on the town rapist. I’d have been happy to give you what you wanted.” He threw her on top of the pool table.

Blair screamed and clawed at Joey’s face. There was no way on earth she’d let this peanut and beer jockey rape her in a dive.

Joey backhanded her a few times to show her he meant business. “You don’t want to do that Blair, come on I thought you and I were friends.”

Blair screamed at the top of her lungs again, hoping against hope that someone was somewhere near enough to hear her.

Todd sat up in bed. The room was suffocatingly hot since the windows were painted shut and he couldn't control the heat. He was clad in a pair of his Llanview University sweatpants which were almost glued to his legs. He could have sworn that he’d heard someone yelling downstairs. Rubbing his eyes he decided it was the remnant of his on going nightmares about what they had done to Marty.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!”

Someone was screaming from downstairs. Against his better judgment Todd rolled from his bed and with out even stopping to throw on real clothes Todd threw open his door and raced down the stairs.

Blair continued to try and fight but what ever Joey had given her was putting her down for the count. No matter what though she wasn’t going down without a fight. Blair kicked out with her long legs trying to catch Joey in the balls.


Joey wrapped his hands around her throat "Calm yourself down Blair or I swear to God I'm going to..."

Blair was gagging as the hands around her throat continued to choke off her air supply. "No," she whispered faintly still fighting.

"Yes," said Joey laughing and taking one hand off her throat he ripped her thin silk shirt open.

“Get the hell off of her you son of a bitch!” said Todd deathly calm from the vestibule to his stairway.

Joe let go of Blair’s throat, keeping her still pinned to the table he turned to give Todd a wide pleased grin. “Look who’s here to join the party.”

“I said get off of her,” warned Todd advancing a step.

“Tell you what, how about you hold her then I’ll give you a turn. If she’s stupid enough to say anything to the police I’ll say she came on to us at closing and then when she sobered up she turned into a prude.”

“Sounds good to me,” said Todd softly.

Joe grinned “You’re not such an idiot after all, Manning.”

Todd walked up to them. Blair had given up struggling, now she just lay there weak tears running down her face, seeping from her closed eyes.

“Here let her go, we have to move her,” said Todd his voice still deadly calm.

“Wow, look at me, getting advice from a master of the art,” replied Joe laughing. He let go of Blair and moved back a few feet from the pool table. “Now what?”

“Now I’m going to break your skull open,” roared Todd tackling Joe.

The fight was over almost as soon as it started. Todd repeatedly rammed his fist into Joe’s face. After having the wind knocked out of him by Todd’s unexpected tackle Joe was in no real shape to fight back. His eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out.

Todd stood up rubbing his knuckles. He almost grinned at the throbbing he felt in his rapidly bruising knuckles. It had been a while since he’d been in a real good brawl. A faint hiccupping cry caught his attention His attention returned to the blonde laying on the table.

“Hey, you okay,” he asked.

Blair struggled to sit up. Her throat felt like there was an iron band wrapped around it cutting off her air supply. She nodded. “Yeah, okay, thanks to you.”

He offered her his hand to help her off the pool table. “Did he hurt you,” Todd asking trying not to look at her nearly bare breasts showing through the rip in her shirt.

“No, you saved my life... listen I don’t even know your name.”

“It’s Todd, Todd Manning.”

“Blair Daimler.”

“Come on upstairs I’ll get you a tee shirt or something.”

“Why,” she asked before looking down,” Yeah, okay. What about sleeping beauty here.” She kicked him hard in the stomach.

“I don’t think he’s going anywhere for a while.”

“Do you have a phone upstairs, I have to call the police.”

Todd turned back to face her, stopping so unexpectedly that she crashed into the back of him. “If your going to call the police keep my name out of this.”

Blair shook her head “Why? You’re a hero. That jerk was going to wrap me. I couldn’t breath and you came out of no where and saved me. Why shouldn’t I mention you?”

“Because I’m a convicted rapist, no one is going to believe that I just happened to come down and save you.”

“But that’s exactly what happened.”

“No one is going to by that. Joe’s going to say I was in on it and then I chickened out or something.”

“Well I’m going to tell the truth how you saved my life. Why are you so afriad of the police?”

“Because every time something goes wrong in this rotten little town I’m the most likely suspect.”

“Maybe it’s time somebody tried to change that,” responded Blair softly.

Todd opened the door to his apartment grateful that he had actually straightened up the other day. “Nothing is every going to change what people in this town think of me, there’s the phone. Call the police, tell them whatever you want.”

Forty five minutes later two beat cops loaded Joe into the back of a cruiser.

“You were real lucky here Ms. Daimlers,” said Officer Ramirez.

“You’re telling me? If it hadn’t been for the guy who lives over the bar coming down and pulling that psycho off he might have even killed me.”

“Do you know the name of the man who intervened,” asked Officer Buchanan.

Todd’s voice caused them to jump. “Todd manning.”

Drew Buchanan nodded ”We’ll need a statement Mr. Manning. We were just telling Ms. Daimler she was lucky you heard her.”

Todd watched the cops suspiciously. Bo Buchanan’s kid wasn’t looking at him like he was a convicted rapist. He wasn’t giving him the suspicious cop eye. Instead he was treating him with courtesy and even a little respect. Todd relaxed slightly. Maybe Blair was right, maybe there was something to be said for being a hero.

“Sure, you wanna do it now?” asked Todd.

“Actually can we ask you to come down to the station to give your official statement?” asked Drew.

Todd nodded “Let me go grab my keys.” He walked away. Away, but not far enough away to hear the exchange between Blair and the cops.

“Kind of ironic, huh,” said Officer Ramirez.

Drew shrugged. “He did the right thing, that’s what’s important.”

Blair’s rich accent washed over Todd in a wave. “Why do both sound so shocked? Because he made a mistake? Because he once raped somebody? That man saved my life, if it wasn’t for him I don’t know what would have happened to me.”
“I think what my partner meant...”trailed off Drew lamely

“What your partner meant was once a rapist always a rapist, right officer.” Blair turned her back and climbed into the back of the other police cruiser to await Drew and Todd.

Todd ran upstairs smiling faintly. What a babe.

“Hey Manning,” said Drew from Todd’s apartment doorway.

“Yeah,” said Todd. Great here comes.

“That woman, she said you saved her life and I think she’s right. Those bruise marks on her throat are heavy. If you hadn’t shown up I think maybe we’d be investigating a murder instead of just taking some statements.” Drew offered his hand to Todd.

Todd looked in wonder at the outstretched hand, was this cop for real? Shake hands with Todd Manning, right. Then he shrugged, what the hell. He took the hand in his own and pumped it up and down.

“Nice job, Manning.”

“Whatever, can we go?”

“Sure.”

The two walked downstairs. “I’ll make sure this goes into your case file with your probation officer. You saved a life tonight Manning.”

Todd said nothing, he just followed Drew to the patrol car. Seeing Blair in the back he smiled a little. He slid in beside her and as the car pulled away she took his hand and squeezed it gently.

And for Todd Manning that light squeeze was the beginning of a new life.

I'm crazy for you, crazy for you
It's all brand new, I'm crazy for you
And you know it's true
I'm crazy, crazy for you















Crazy For You
Written by John Bettis and Jon Lind
Swaying room as the music starts
Strangers making the most of the dark
Two by two their bodies become one
I see you through the smoky air
Can't you feel the weight of my stare
You're so close but still a world away
What I'm dying to say, is that
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you
Trying hard to control my heart
I walk over to where you are
Eye to eye we need no words at all
Slowly now we begin to move
Every breath I'm deeper into you
Soon we two are standing still in time
If you read my mind, you'll see
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you
It's all brand new, I'm crazy for you
And you know it's true
I'm crazy, crazy for you

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