New story! I didn't want to start it now since I already have like 3 stories out already. But I HAD to write it already! It's a Rockoss story! Ross and Rocky aren't brothers in this story and R5 doesn't exist. Oh well.

To the story! Enjoy!

A 4 year old and a 5 year old boy were sat down in soft grass of the meadow next to a tree. One was carving a heart into the tree. The other was rubbing his arm, he had bruises. His dad was abusive to him. He has soft blonde hair with hazel/light brown eyes. His name was Ross. The other had Brown hair with brown eyes. His name was Rocky. Rocky was using a sharp rock carving a heart, Ross was quietly rubbing his arm.

"I hate him..." Ross mumbled. Rocky stopped carving. "But he's your dad" Ross sighed. "I know..." Rocky took out a necklace he made for Ross and gave it to him. "What's this?" Ross asked. "It's a necklace, for you" Ross smiled and put it on. He hugged Rocky. Rocky smiled and hugged him tightly. Ross' dad came and grabbed him harshly by the arm and pulled him away and took him home. Rocky sighed and frowned.

~13 years later~

Rocky put his books in his locker and frowned as he looked over to Ross. Again his boyfriend was treating him like trash. He bruises him a lot. I don't know why he's still dating him, Rocky thought. Everyone knows about them, they don't seem to care. Rocky wished he could save Ross from all the pain. He's no superhero, he's not that kinda of guy. But he would sure save him from the pain. As he closes his locker, some jock slams him against the locker. "Ow" Rocky whimpered out as he falls to the floor. He picks up his books and stands up.

"Can you just let me get my things?" Ross politely asks. His Boyfriend, Ratliff, grabs his books from his locker and throws it to the floor. "There you can pick it up from the floor" He smiled as Ross bends down to get them. He kicks him and he falls face first to the floor. He sighed and got up. "Hurry up I got things to do" Ratliff says turning around and walking. "Got it..." Ross follows him.

"Douchbag" Rocky whispered as he goes to class. Rocky always stays close to Ross, hoping he would get the guts to help him. Ross was in class, looking at his necklace. It was a small heart with the letters "R+R" on it. Ross smiled as he remembers when Rocky gave it to him. All he needed was in front of him this whole times. But with Ratliff around, it's like there's a brick wall around Ross. Ross rarely talks to Rocky anymore. Ratliff says he's a dork. Ross says he's a nice and cute. He wishes he could stand up to Ratliff but he doesn't have the guts.

His dad already treats him like trash, he doesn't need Ratliff for that. But Ratliff does it anyways. At least Ratliff drives him to school. Only nice thing Ratliff does for Ross. He day goes by quick. Ross already has bruises on his arms. Probably gonna get more when he gets home. Ross had to walk home since Ratliff went home early. He smiled when he saw Rocky walking home as well. He ran up to Rocky. "Hey!" Rocky turns around and smiles big. "Hey!"

Ross hugs him tightly and Rocky, of coarse, hugs him back. They let go and Rocky asks, "how ya been?" They start walking again. They talked and got to catch up with things. They both wished they could have these types of conversations at school. But they can't. "Rocky, Can you stay at my house today? My dads probably sleeping right now so he won't hear us come in" Rocky thought for a second, then nodded his head. "Sure" Ross smiled ear to ear. He was glad Rocky said yes. Hopefully his dad doesn't hurt him if he has Rocky over.

Ross unlocked the door and they both quietly walked in. Ross' dad was passed out on the couch with a beer bottle in his hand. Ross sighed in relief and went upstairs. Rocky followed Ross into his room. Ross closed the door as Rocky sat down. Rocky looked at Ross and noticed he still had the necklace he gave him. "Hey, you still have the necklace I gave you" Ross smiled and looked at it. "Yea, of coarse I do. It's special to me." Rocky smiled and Ross threw a game controller at Rocky. "Wanna play?" Rocky nodded and they started playing. It's nighttime already and they're just watching a movie eating chips. "This was fun" Ross said as he cuddled with Rocky. "Yeah it was. Too bad it won't happen often..." Ross frowned.

This was true. Ratliff wouldn't let Rocky hang out with Ross. Ratliff would beat the crap outta Rocky. "Yeah..." Ross heard stomps coming from downstairs heading upstairs. He quickly sat up. "Oh no! Um..Rocky hide in my closest before my dad sees you, go go!" Rocky quickly got up and hid in the closest. The door burst open. Ross gulped knowing he was gonna get a beating. "Listen Faggot your boyfriends downstairs" He then left downstairs. Ross was relieved he didn't get a beating. "Wait here" Ross told Rocky as Rocky got out and sat on Ross' bed. "H-Hey Ratliff

"Hey worthless, did you do my homework?" Shit! Ross thought. He was so busy having fun with Rocky he forgot. "Um...I...Uh..." Ratliff grabbed Ross' shirt collar. "Did you or not?!" Ross gulped and shook his head. "N-N-No..." Ratliff threw Ross to the floor. "Ow!" Ratliff spit on him. "You better have it down by tomorrow or you're gonna pay big time!" Ratliff kicked him and left, slamming the door. Ross' eyes were tearing and Ross' dad laughed and said, "know he knows how to treat faggots like you"

Ross, already crying, went to his room and threw himself on bed. He cried into his pillow. Rocky made Ross sit up. He wiped his tears. "Shh, it'll be ok" Rocky kissed his forehead and Ross cuddled into Rocky's chest and cried himself to sleep.