Hey peeps.
Got a new job and I'm working like a bugger so my mind wont give me any idea's (It's muse vacation time too) so I'm just slowly slowly working on getting stuff typed out in between work, sleep and my parent's yelling. Insert headache here meh and so we begin.
Warning's: Blah Blah Yaio, but not for a really long bit. Mostly shouin ai (And I'm pretty sure I spelt THAT wrong) dances around impatiently umm ummm... Violence but not yet. It really looks at real relationships.
Disc: All I'm using is names so TECHNICALLY I cant be sued because it has nothing to do with the true essence of GW (But don't let that scare you off)

Love you

Chapter 1

Move

"I'm home" Called Quatre, slamming shut the door on the cold winter air and embracing the warm house.
"Hello?"
"In the kitchen." Called his stepmother Claurice.
Pushing open the swinging door to the kitchen/ dinning room he was greeted with the ominous sight of his entire family around the table all staring at him.
/Oh shit what did I do../ Quatre thought nervously. "What's going on?" He finally asked looking around the table his eyes finally falling on his father who cleared his throat to speak.
Quatre's dad Simon Winner looked at his son levelly, his Grey blue eyes slightly obstructed by his longish blond bangs having little time in his busy schedule to get hair cuts between his busy work schedule it often got quite scruffy before he finally couldn't stand it and got a trim.
"Son" He said his voice slightly roughened from emotions. "The company need's me to transfer... And I'm afraid it's going to have to be soon." Quatre frowned and realized he had physically recoiled as his father continued in a manner as to keep him in the room. "It's going to be near to Grandpa and Grandma but still about a three day drive from here so.."
"What where to?"
"Wood Rose.."
"What?!" Quatre said his voice raising slightly in disgust. "Why the hell are you putting an electronics facility there?? It's WAY too small and only old people live there." Quatre protested remembering all the times they had driven through and the even worse memories of stopping.
"I know you've had some experience's with the people there." Simon said causing Quatre to remember the glare's and whispered comments from people when he was wearing one of his peach shirts and they realized he was a boy, shortly thereafter someone had actually tossed a rock at their car. "But those were only a few people and I've already accepted. We have to be there by January 1st"
At that note the whole table erupted.
"The first?? Daddy we can go during winter holiday's I'm supposed to go skiing with my girlfriends!" Protested Trine pushing her dark brown hair from her face her brown eyes glistening with unshed tears of teenage hormones and frustration.
"And this is half way through the school year I'm graduating!" Whined Dorothy his older sister, her pale eyes taking on a homicidal gleam as she continued to rant. "And I'll NEVER find another date for the dance at the other school!"
"Yea!" Agreed Rachel like Trine a daughter from Claurice's first marriage and unlike Trine who immensely disliked Dorothy, Rachel never said much other then to agree with her step sister.
"Yeaaa!" Cried both of the baby twin's Rea and Leana waving their little fists in the air not wanting to be left out of the conversation.
Quatre stayed quiet while his three older sisters and two younger one's yelled. He too had reason's to stay. Friends, a job, the Art show coming up soon, he too was planning on graduating this year having the classes and the credits to do so, what if this schools grad committee wouldn't let him participate now, who the hell was he kidding, there's no way they'd let him participate, not considering the arms he had to twist to get on the committee a year early when not technically being in the proper grade. Shit what if they had different graduation pre-requasets. However, he could see the decision his dad's eyes and simple anger now building and unlike his sisters he knew how to stay silent when the situation was futile.
"QUIET!" He said his voice carrying above the others as the slapped his hand on the table. "Your mother and I have decided. Wood Rose is where I'm transferring so Wood Rose is where we go." He said the finality leaving no room for argument.
Dorothy literally growled and stood so fast her chair nearly toppled before storming to her room with a well expected 'I hate you' screamed up the stairs before a loud crack from the door slamming.
Quatre nodded slowly having no argument and his father needing none as he quietly made his way to his own room to organize it for a move.

Triton rolled his deep green eyes at his friends as they began imitating a set of mountain goats with an 'oh so mature' shoving contest in the hall.
"You two have the brain's rivaling small grapes." Triton muttered under his breath while smiling apologetically at anyone passing by, thinking simultaneously that he was insulting grapes with his comments as they cracked heads with one another. His friends Casey Wellington and Buch Greywheres were almost twins in both size, look and especially intelligence. The pair both had blond hair only Buch's was dyed that colour, and blue eyes. With bulky frames, that gave them the well-deserved name of 'the steam rollers' in football. The only way to tell them apart was by the small scar above Casey's eyebrow that Buch had given him back in kindergarten.
Triton sighed indignantly wondering for the millionth time why he was friends with such morons as he pushed his brown hair from his eyes and smiled shyly at one of his girlfriend's friends.
'oh yea they make me look good' he remembered just as Buch slammed into him from one of Casey's shove sending him sprawling right into someone behind him.
"Oh shit!" Exclaimed Triton rolling off his unknowing cushion. "I'm so sorry those two lug heads got me." He said waving in the direction of Casey and Buch's retreating backs.
"It's ok." The other teen said softly clearly winded from the sudden impact.

Looking up Tritons breath caught as he was entwined within clearest aqua blue eyes he had ever seen. The eyes looked away and the pale skin beneath went a shade of rose as Triton realized he was staring at the girl.
"Ahh.. sorry." He said again trying to gather up her papers firmly remembering he had a girlfriend.
"No no really it's quite alright." The girl... No boy said in that wispy faintly accented voice.
Triton did a double take at the other teen quickly realizing that his she was a he.
The blond looked away again as he stood papers in hand, as Triton once again registered his stare.
"Oh.. Yea.. um.. My names Triton." He was finally able to sputter. "Are you new here?"
Although the boy looked as though he was in grade nine and thus not of the same group Triton would most likely be found in, Triton was not one to overlook any student and although quiet, in his own way he was able to make friends with at least one or two students in almost every clique in the school.
"I'm Quatre and yes today is my first day."
I'm sorry what was you name?" Triton asked swearing the Boy had just said Quatre.
"Quatre, Quatre Winner."
"Four." Triton repeated monotonously. "Your name... is four?"
He snickered uncontrollably causing the smaller blond to start walking away.
"Hey wait stop, I'm sorry." Triton said catching up and walking alongside Quatre.
"Hey don't mock me O sea king." Quatre said with a small grin on his face.
"What?" Said Triton, both not understanding and barely hearing the quite boy.
"The little mermaid" The other murmured before softly humming a little bit of "Under the sea" for Tritons annoyance.
Following Quatre to his locker he was more then pleased to see Quatres was only three away from his own.
"So.." Triton started barely catching the reply of 'buttons' from the blond. "It's gotta suck starting school halfway through the year, what classes do you have maybe I can help you find them"
Quatre dumped his books gracelessly into the bottom of his locker and fished out his timetable.
"Hey we have math together! I wouldn't have thought you were in grade 12." He added before kicking himself at Quatres glare. "I mean not that you're short but ahh.. I didn't recognize you and.. um..."
"No big, I'm actually supposed to be in grade 11, I'm just S. M. R. T smart. And it's good that we have a class together because you can show me where it is the room numbers here are so screwed up."
"Your telling me!" Triton laughed as he began leading Quatre to their class. "My first day some senior told me to take the red door labeled R120 instead of H120 for math. I was on the roof all day."
Quatre winced and chuckled at the same time following what could be his first friend in the new town.

"Hey Q" Squealed Jenelle latching onto Quatre's neck.
"Hello Jen" Quatre murmured in a slightly choked voice while trying to pry the brown haired bundle of energy off himself. "Let... go... can't... breath.." He gasped.
"Oh you!" She giggled kissing him playfully on the cheek.
"Careful Triton may find out."
"Find out what?" Triton said right in Quatre's ear causing the blond to jump with an indignant squeak.
"That I'm cheating on you with Quatre." Jenelle said calmly while capturing Tritons mouth with her's
"oh well.. I wouldn't kill you" Said Triton once he gained use of his lips again. "Maim and dismember you maybe but I like you to much to actually kill you."
"Gee thanks I feel SO much better now." Quatre muttered.
It had been four months since the blond had moved to Wood Rose and had become good friends with Triton and his sometime girlfriend Jenelle (whom he had been dating on and off since kindergarten) Being able to make friends with girls due to his uncanny ability to blend in with them had gained him popularity in the school but hate from all their boyfriends who barely tolerated the friendship due to the fact they thought he was a fag.
"awww poor Quatraaaa." Jenelle said in a babyish voice. "Wanna come to the movies with us?"
"nn.." Grunted Quatre noncommittally "What's playing?"
"I dunno, I wanna see the one about that guy who meets the girl and he's so smart but hears things." Jenelle rambled.
"Oh THAT one, really and then we can see the one with the girl who has the hair and that face?" Triton said sarcastically not having a clue which movie Jen was talking about.
"ANYWAY! I'll see you two there at 6:50 cus I have to go to class now and Quatre don't be late I'm hooking you up with a friend!" She said before leaping of Triton in the direction of class.
"She's weird.." Muttered Triton.
"She's your girlfriend.."

"Think their already inside?" Quatre asked looking around the theater lobby for what seemed the hundredth time.
Triton srugged and looked at his watch, it was 6:49 and they had been their since 6:30, not seeing Jenelle or her friend anywhere
"mebbi... Let's check." Triton finally said.
Turning into the theater area Quatre started to cluck.
"Quatre, your pockets making a chicken noise.." Said Triton confusedly.

"Oh my phone!" He exclaimed before fishing it out. "Haluu?... ah... Just a sec, It's for you"
Passing the cell to Triton his perplexed look quickly turned to a mute frown, "Their not coming" He said to Quatre passing back the cell. "Jen has to watch her brother and your mystery date who I think was Sarah is grounded."
"Oh.. ok well you want to go in anyway?" Quatre asked waving the already bought tickets for Triton and himself.
"Guess so.." Triton muttered. Normally he wouldn't have had a problem going to the movies by himself or with just one friend, but Quatre made him nervous of himself. Ever since mistaking for a girl at their first meeting Tritons brain seemed to have permanently set Quatre into that female category of friends, he found himself not just flirting with Quatre but speaking to him about things he hadn't discussed with anyone, let alone those he had known all his life. Being alone with the boy made Triton question himself and he didn't like that.
"Well come on!" Quatre exclaimed grabbing the frozen Triton and dragging him into the darkened theater.

The theater was totally dark by the time the two teens entered but they did not have to worry about finding a seat considering the entire theater was empty save two girls in the very back.

Quatre was open to watching the film with Triton, back in his town people vaguely knew he was gay although it wasn't something he was exactly parading around, he felt no shame in who he was but knew others did so ran on the 'Don't ask don't tell' life policy. This was something he could deal with in college, repression is good for you, builds character and all that. However he knew how people in small backwater towns could be and if a pink shirt could get a rock thrown at him he knew he would be publicly lynched if he acted what anyone would assume to call 'Fruity'.

Quatre liked his closet, oh yes he did.
Watching the dreadfully boring film time blinked and Quatre opened his eyes to find his head on Triton's shoulder.
/Oh shit I must have drifted off/ He thought his face going red and his heart fluttering in his chest, he had developed a crush on the other teen from their first meeting, after all who wouldn't Triton was the ideal pinup, but there's no way a captain of the football team wouldn't be the first in line to pound his ass in the 'not fun way'.
Taking a deep breath to feign rolling over in his sleep he was stopped by Tritons head slumping down atop his own.
/oh my god oh my god../ Quatre's mind sputtered as his heart began pounding harder. /Did her fall asleep or maybe.. does he feel the same? Oh crap oh jesus oh toast/

Sighing as Quatre breathed in the mild scent of Tritons cologne and relaxed against the other boy, if he was going to die he might as well go down with something worthwhile for the spank bank.

Triton cracked an eye open, the sudden silence disturbing him from his sleep. Shutting the eye again about to return to sleep a giggle jolted him up and the small cry from his shoulder woke him to where he was.

The two girls from the back of the theater were sitting right in front of the two boys with huge grins on their faces. The screen behind the girls was blank and the lights already on. Triton looked at Quatre both realizing they had practically been cuddling while sleeping through the whole movie. Quatre suddenly turned deep red and started the shake a bit as he tried not to laugh at the horrified look on Tritons face. Homophobes were, if anything, expressionful.

"Don't worry." Said the first dark haired girl. "We wont tell."

With a smile that clamed they knew more then they did the two fled the room in such a manner it could only be described as scampering.

"I'm sorry.." Muttered Quatre as they got up, not quite looking one another in the eye.

"No I fell asleep on you too."

"So good movie huh?" Quatre joked as they entered the parking lot.

Triton rolled his eyes looking around the nearly deserted lot for Quatre's little white beater car.

"where's your car?"

"I lent it to my sister, she dropped me off here."

"You're too nice."

"And you just want a ride."

Triton rebuffed the comment by blowing Quatre a raspberry as they began walking.

"So where are you going?" Quatre asked as they started heading in the opposite direction of Tritons house.

"I'm walking you home."

"Oh and doth the gentleman think me to genteel to make my way home?"

"Well if you were a mugger who would you go after a member of the football team.."

"Which doesn't say much because the team sucks."

"Shut up, or some 5 ft skinny waif."

"Hey I'm 5.2 and not skinny."

"Are too."

"Am not"

"What do you call it then?"

"I'm Sinewy"

Triton snorted causing Quatre to punch him in the arm.

Reaching Quatres house he looked forlornly up at the darkened windows.

"Is anyone home?" Asked Triton

"Still hoping for a ride?" Quatre asked semi-seriously, "But no, everyone's out tonight I guess, do you want to come in?"

Triton chewed his lip for a moment in thought. Ever since the theater he had been thinking, thoughts normally reserved for Jen were suddenly being applied to Quatre and it scared him. Alone in a theater was bad enough, alone in Quatres house? Probably his room?

"No… I think I should get going, it's still a bit of a walk and I have work tomorrow." He said after a moments deliberation.

"Oh." Said Quatre softly, "Well then I guess I'll see you on Monday then huh?"

Triton nodded, wanting to run away and not wanting to leave his friend just yet. Turning to say something he got caught up in the way the lamp light played over Quatre's face. Catching Quatre's eye he found himself drawing closer and leaning toward the smaller teen. Popcorn scented breath met his lips and Quatre pulled back causing Triton to jump away as well.

/was he going to.. Kiss me?/ Though Quatre his mind suddenly askew with fear and confusion.

"Night.." Murmered Quatre suddenly racing for his door.

BTW this may not mean much till a few sentences down. But women get really hormonal when Lactating. Ask me about Man Milk