Loving You For A Long Time
Warnings: slight AU, Pre-Series till Silent Partner, NC-17, m/m,
Summary: Danny and Martin know each other before they meet in MPU, they just show the team something different.
In the beginning, Danny is still Alvarez and not yet an alcoholic but already drunk now and then. Martin is around 16 yrs old and Danny's close to 17.
Characters: Danny, Martin, Jack, Victor & Petra Fitzgerald, Jack Malone, Father Orlando, later on Family Toland (Martin's aunt and cousins), Sam and Viv.
Word count: 24.356
Song: Dallas Green – Hello I'm In Delaware (I was listening to it while writing)
Chapter 1: Summer holiday
Martin was bored to no-end. His father was always off somewhere to kiss more ass and he was quickly being promoted to Deputy Director, and his mother was busy with her own job. They always took holidays when Martin was out of school so they had the whole day before Martin got home to them, sometimes in the evening.
So Martin was alone for the whole day and he went out every day to play basketball with his friends, which were due to pick him up in ten minutes.
They already had their drivers license, Martin, too, but he lived closest to the basketball yard and so they picked him up on their way.
The doorbell rang and pulled Martin out of his thoughts back to his packed bag he always took with him to the yard. Closing the door to the vast empty house, he made his way towards the car where his friends were waiting.
"Hey Martin!" one of the guys, Matt, greeted him and the others nodded their greetings. The music in the car was loud as always and they were chatting about the news and another pop star who was found taking drugs.
"I'll never take drugs…Its just lame the way they're addicted and the way they can't seem to get away from them," one other guy told them all and they nodded their agreements.
"You're right, Tom. It's just plain stupid," Steven told them.
"What about alcoholics? It's something in their genes. When they have a family record of drunks, they're more likely to get addicted as well. So I don't see how they could prevent it. I mean they're as addicted as a junky. Oh, and don't forget the nicotine," Martin added. They all looked at him.
"Well, smoking isn't really an addiction. Drinking is," Tom shook his head.
"Is it? I mean getting away from alcohol is supposed to be easier than getting away from nicotine," Matt told them as he found a parking spot.
"Oh god, I'm stuck with such hippies!" the fifth in the car, Scott, groaned.
"Well, we're not high and do we look like we're wearing hemp-cloths or something?" Steven asked Scott and got a laugh out of the other guys.
"C'mon guys, time to play," Martin called them together. His friends from high school were really crazy sometimes but Martin liked their company nonetheless.
"Aye, Captain," Scott called Martin and stood in front of Martin. Martin was their team leader on their high school team and when they met just for fun, they accepted him most of the time. They just wanted to practice more for school and to get a new team captain was just a stupid thing to do.
"We're two hours later than yesterday, so we can only play five hours before the heat comes crashing down," Martin told them shortly. Then they looked up and greeted their other seven team mates.
After everyone had greeted each other Martin placed each player on the field and they were running through their strategies without any trouble.
After two hours a couple of other teens appeared on the field and were taking the ball away.
"Your time's up! It's our turn, geeks," one of them, a Latino, called them and with him his nine friends appeared on the field.
"Well, we were first so this is our court for the next two hours at least," Martin replied in return as he walked towards the leader of the other gang.
"I don't think so, dumbass. This is ours," one of the other guys, an Afro-American snarled.
"Oh yeah, bring it on!" Scott called out. He wanted to step forward but Martin held him back.
"I'm Danny and I'm the team leader. Why don't we play over it?" the Latino asked. Martin could see the challenge in his eyes.
"Martin. I'm the leader, too. Okay, whoever wins gets it for today. If the same happens tomorrow, we play again", and Martin reached for Danny's outstretched hand.
"Deal," both said in sync and ignored the bitching of their team-mates in the background.
They then turned around and discussed their positions.
"Okay, Matt, I want you to stay in the background. Scott, I need you in the left corner. Steven, you in the right." Martin looked to everyone. Then he looked up to their friend Max who was a big, tall guy: "I need you to get me through it. Everyone else, you know your positions."
They all nodded and went to action.
"Ready, silver-spoons?" one other Afro-American asked and Danny shushed him with a "Quiet, Dom."
"Yeah, we're ready, dumbo," Scott fired back and nearly killed with his glare.
"Okay, lets play." Danny threw the ball in the air.
While they were playing Martin noticed Danny more and more. He knew the moment he met him, that there was something special about him, and he found Danny sympatric more and more. He knew while playing he'd get to know Danny a bit but he figured Danny would be a great friend as well. Somehow Martin felt himself being attracted to the other boy.
"Stop hogging the ball!" Danny yelled at him. Martin grinned at him and chucked the ball right into the basket.
But that didn't help them to win. Martin and his team lost the game. Martin packed his things to leave. But he didn't notice how his team stepped close to him and started blaming him for loosing the game. It got so bad that Martin told them to back off..
But they didn't they were still closing in on Martin and Scott threw a punch at him. Before Martin could do anything besides think that this was really bad, Danny and his friends were covering him and Danny's eyes were showing how angry he was.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!? You lost as a team and it's not his fault that you lost. Back off right now and leave this place and nothing will happen to you." Danny stepped closer to Scott who led the riot against Martin.
"He's such a pleb! Such a coward and a fool! Fuck you Martin!" Scott snarled. They all backed up as Danny's friends stepped closer.
"You okay?" Danny asked Martin with a smile.. Danny couldn't believe that a team could turn against someone this quickly and with no reason at all. He just hoped that wouldn't happen to him one day.
"Yeah, thanks," Martin nodded. He grabbed his bag to leave the yard. He had enough trouble for one day and he didn't want to get in to more by staying on their field longer than necessary.
"Hey, Marty?" Danny called Martin and waited for Martin to turn around. "We're one player short. You would be perfect."
Martin couldn't believe it but he agreed anyway. Why shouldn't he play when he could have fun with these guys? "That would be great, thanks."
"Okay, so, this is Dom, Randy, Alex, Nico, Mike, and Vince." Danny pointed out the first three Afro-American, the other Latino, the English boy and the Russian.
"Hey," Martin nodded in greeting. He wasn't sure how they would accept him 'cause they looked like normal street kids and he felt totally out of place.
They played until the afternoon heat came along and it was too hot to play. Washington D.C. wasn't a good place to play in the late afternoon.
"Thanks for letting me play with you. It was really fun. I can play with you better than with the others," Martin smiled slightly. And it was true, even though they changed teams during the game, he was better with them than he was with his old buddies.
"Well, it really was fun for us, too," Mike grinned, shaking hands with Martin. Martin liked the British accent and the real politeness he had. Not like his father had.
"You're really good for growing up high in the sky," Dom nodded and offered a hand to Martin as well. Even though Dom appeared violent Martin could handle being around him.
"Would be nice to see you again," Alex and Nico both smiled, making their way towards the exit. Martin thought they were twins, even though one was a Latino and the other Afro-American.
Then Vince stepped forward and said to Martin, "You've got a good technique but I saw your mistake in the stepping. We can work on that the next time." Martin found it easy to understand that heavy Russian accent. He liked Vince because he was a lot like himself.
"Yeah, we can." Martin shook his hand too and watched them as they said their good byes to Danny before leaving.
"They like you. So would you like to meet us here again tomorrow? Same time?" Danny asked and smiled at Martin while he was invading Martin's personal space. (It wasn't as perfect as Danny-Agent-Taylor but Danny was still working on it.)
"That would be great." Martin nodded. Flasing a smile at Danny. Somehow this guy was getting under his skin. He was always smiling and friendly. At least today. And Martin wanted to get to know him better.
They said their goodbye and left. Martin was walking home hoping he wasn't too late to take a shower and unpack a few books to look as if he was studying the whole day.
Loving the feel of the cool water against his skin Martin stood there longer that he intended to, but he still managed to emerge from the shower and start studying before he heard the key in the door.
Martin rolled his eyes. He so hated being home early and to spend the whole evening with his parents or alone in his room. He even thought about going out tonight with his friends but they were not his friends anymore after leaving him the way they did earlier.
Before Martin could think of something else his mother ordered him to set the table and tp help her cooking dinner. Oh yeah, Martin loved that, and how he had to tell his mum how his day was, locked in the house.
"It was really okay. I did chapter 3 in Maths." Martin had done it weeks ago.
"That's good." She went on to tell him about her day, though he wasn't even listening. His thoughts were with Danny and how his eyes twinkled and the way he handled the ball…What the fuck was he thinking?!