Surprised blue met pensive green.

The ravenette took a breath and blinked in disbelief. The redhead just shrugged.

"May I?"

The other nodded.

The redhead couldn't shake the thoughts that had been consuming his head since senior year of high school.

How did they get here?

Weren't they friends?

Kevin sighed and sat down next to the one person who should of been his everything. Well, he was his everything. Kevin just had fucked up way of showing it.

"Hey, Edd."

"Hello, Kevin."

"Long time no see."

Edd gave a small, bitter laugh.

"Indeed."

It all started some 20 years ago...

Edd rolled his hips as he gripped Kevin's. His finger tips tingled as his hands slid down from Kevin's hips to grasp the best ass in Peach Creek. Kevin was holding on tight to him as he moaned.

"Oh, Edd."

And Edd's heart broke.

"Tell me you love me," he thought as he ground his hips down to meet Kevin's heavenly thrusts.

But Kevin didn't. And Edd knew he wouldn't. Edd dug his nails into Kevin's ass for what he hoped would be the last time. And Kevin moaned louder as he thrust harder and Edd arched his back and called out to God. It was prayer from his heart that the pain of being in this torrid affair would cease. But Kevin seemed to have a few more licks to get in.

"Fuck, Edd, you feel so damned good. Jesus!"

And Edd wanted to die. Maybe if he was laying naked and dead in Kevin's bed, the redheaded jock would finally acknowledge who Edd really was to him. Not just a friend, not even just a lover. But the one person who was everything to him. His heart and soul, his greatest cheerleader and critic, his comforter and ass kicker. The Fucking One.

Sure, they were only 17, but love and timing aren't logical. Kevin loved Edd and Edd loved Kevin, but they could never be more than just friends outside of their respective bedrooms. It wasn't that Peach Creek was all that conservative, or that their family and friends would disown them, or that the idiots at school would make life difficult. Double D was given a harder time being An Ed, than he did for being gay or even a nerd. It was simply just the fact that Kevin would rather they not be known in public as anything more than friends. And Edd could never figure out why.

But at the moment, he didn't fucking care. Their senior year started in two weeks, and he was done with being Kevin's secret. He'd spent the last calendar year secretly dating and then falling in love with his former bully and neighbor and he had had it. There was so many other people he could have been spending time with who didn't mind holding his hand in public, posting pictures of them doing things together on Facebook or just acknowledging that he existed everyday.

But now, NOW, Edd was gonna give Kevin the time of his life. And then he was going to go.

"Feels good, doesn't it?," he panted.

"Oh, hell yeah," Kevin growled into the crook of his neck.

Willing his will power to hold on, he drove on.

"Well, I'm about to make you feel fucking great," he growled as he wrapped his legs around Kevin's waist and flipped them over.

Score one for the swim and track teams and Double D!

"Whoa! Whooooooa," Kevin said as the sudden change in position not only shifted their positions, but how Edd took him in deeper.

Edd could ride him like no one else. Grabbing Kevin's hands and putting them on his ass, he started jerking himself off as he rode Kevin, himself and their relationship into fucking oblivion. The ensuing orgasm was fantastic as always, but Edd wasn't crying from how the sheer ecstasy of release made him feel, he was shedding his last tears for the boy who showed him how good that release was in the first place.

And Kevin was none the wiser.

Their post sex cuddle was short lived. On Edd's part anyway. Kevin was asleep in 10 minutes. Edd's anger at their whole situation and how used he felt and how upset he was with himself over allowing it all to happen kept him awake. He snuck away as soon as Kevin started to snore. And he hated how he was going to miss that snore most of all.

It took everything in him not to leave a PostIt note on Kevin's head telling him they were done. But that would have been rude and so cliched. He was gay, not cliche! So he grabbed a piece of paper from the pile of notebook paper he told Kevin to get last year for school. How the athlete managed to have a B+ average with what looked like little to zero effort was beyond Edd as he never helped him with his homework. Didn't want people getting ideas.

Well, Edd's idea for his final goodbye had been in his head for a week. And laying it out shook him, but set him free. He was done. And so were they.

Two hours later, Kevin woke up alone and found the letter on his nightstand.

Kevin,

It's over. I cannot and I will not be your secret anymore. Yes, this was my idea as much as it was yours, but I cannot continue to live like this. I deserve better. I still expect the best out of you. We are seniors this year and our futures are on the line. I do not want to see you toss it away because of me or anyone else. Not even yourself. Especially not yourself. Take care of yourself.

Your friend,

Double D

"Happy fucking anniversary," Kevin muttered as he balled the letter up and tossed it at the trash can.

But he missed.

Naturally.

The next time they laid eyes on each other, Double D was flanked by Ed and Eddy, and The Eds were surrounded by The SisterWives Club and being led by a princess and an experience into their final year of high school.

Sad blue met hurt green.

And for Kevin and Edd, the beginning of the end was set into motion.