**Summary: Will a horrible accident pull the ducks apart or bring them
closer together?**
Warnings: One of our beloved ducks is in an accident, and there's slash. Lots of slash. Not to mention that there's a lot of angst. PLEASE REVIEW!
Enjoy, and please review.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Mighty Ducks, but I really wish I did . . .especially Portman, Kenny, and Guy . . .and all of them, actually ^.^! And who in their right mind wouldn't?
1 The Accident
Prologue.
**Portman's POV**
They called me first. Of course, they called me first. He wouldn't have it any other way. And usually, I wouldn't have him have it any other way. But not in that case. To have someone call you in the middle of the night and tell you that your boyfriend's in the hospital . . .
Yeah. I said boyfriend. But that doesn't matter . . .
The only person I woke of the Ducks was Fulton, but that's only because he's my roommate. Okay, so the only reason he was my roommate at the time because my boyfriend was gone. Again, that really doesn't matter.
After that I headed straight for the hospital. I didn't even realize that Fulton took my keys from me, not until I got to my car. Fulton just gently pushed me towards the passenger seat instead of my usual spot behind the wheel. Like I said, or maybe haven't said, Fulton was . . .is . . .my best friend; has been ever since we became the Bash Brothers, probably before. He knew I was way too incoherent to drive. I would've killed myself, and probably someone else while I was at it—if I had driven.
Fulton didn't even ask me what exactly happened. He knew that something bad happened, and he knew whom it happened to, and that was enough for him.
Thank God for Fulton.
**Fulton's POV**
As much as I wanted to know what happened, Portman wasn't in any condition to answer. He wouldn't until he saw his boyfriend. I know that Portman isn't straight. I've known, probably since I've met him. I don't care though; he's still just Portman.
I drove Portman to the E.R., mainly because he was a ball of nerves at the edge of a nervous breakdown. Not exactly the condition one should be in to drive. Before I even fully parked the car, nonetheless, Portman was gone.
**Omniscient 2nd**
A young redheaded nurse, who went by the name Jacen O'Neal, looked up in alarm when Dean Portman burst in the room as if his tail was on fire. "Where. Is. He?" He asked through gasping breaths, tired from running. But not too tired to ask again. "Where is he?"
"Who?" The nurse blinked back with a surprised air. Another teen, Fulton Reed, came up from behind Portman. "Do you know who he's talking about, sir?"
"Yeah." Fulton answered, a bit winded himself. "Kenneth Wu."
(a/n: ha HA! Way too short, I know. Well, suffer and review and I'll write some more. So please, review. The sooner I get some reviews, the sooner I'll write more. Bub-bye)
Warnings: One of our beloved ducks is in an accident, and there's slash. Lots of slash. Not to mention that there's a lot of angst. PLEASE REVIEW!
Enjoy, and please review.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Mighty Ducks, but I really wish I did . . .especially Portman, Kenny, and Guy . . .and all of them, actually ^.^! And who in their right mind wouldn't?
1 The Accident
Prologue.
**Portman's POV**
They called me first. Of course, they called me first. He wouldn't have it any other way. And usually, I wouldn't have him have it any other way. But not in that case. To have someone call you in the middle of the night and tell you that your boyfriend's in the hospital . . .
Yeah. I said boyfriend. But that doesn't matter . . .
The only person I woke of the Ducks was Fulton, but that's only because he's my roommate. Okay, so the only reason he was my roommate at the time because my boyfriend was gone. Again, that really doesn't matter.
After that I headed straight for the hospital. I didn't even realize that Fulton took my keys from me, not until I got to my car. Fulton just gently pushed me towards the passenger seat instead of my usual spot behind the wheel. Like I said, or maybe haven't said, Fulton was . . .is . . .my best friend; has been ever since we became the Bash Brothers, probably before. He knew I was way too incoherent to drive. I would've killed myself, and probably someone else while I was at it—if I had driven.
Fulton didn't even ask me what exactly happened. He knew that something bad happened, and he knew whom it happened to, and that was enough for him.
Thank God for Fulton.
**Fulton's POV**
As much as I wanted to know what happened, Portman wasn't in any condition to answer. He wouldn't until he saw his boyfriend. I know that Portman isn't straight. I've known, probably since I've met him. I don't care though; he's still just Portman.
I drove Portman to the E.R., mainly because he was a ball of nerves at the edge of a nervous breakdown. Not exactly the condition one should be in to drive. Before I even fully parked the car, nonetheless, Portman was gone.
**Omniscient 2nd**
A young redheaded nurse, who went by the name Jacen O'Neal, looked up in alarm when Dean Portman burst in the room as if his tail was on fire. "Where. Is. He?" He asked through gasping breaths, tired from running. But not too tired to ask again. "Where is he?"
"Who?" The nurse blinked back with a surprised air. Another teen, Fulton Reed, came up from behind Portman. "Do you know who he's talking about, sir?"
"Yeah." Fulton answered, a bit winded himself. "Kenneth Wu."
(a/n: ha HA! Way too short, I know. Well, suffer and review and I'll write some more. So please, review. The sooner I get some reviews, the sooner I'll write more. Bub-bye)