Title: Test

Pairing: Riley x Zane

Summery: Zane and Peter hatch an idea to test how good Riley's control is. But will Riley pass the test or will Zane wander into dangerous turf with his unstable boyfriend?

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"Seriously, this'll work."

That's how it all began. Zane Park had been wandering down one of the corridors in Degrassi, minding his own business, when a hand had grabbed him from behind and dragged him into the drama room.

"HEY!" Zane yelped as he was dragged backwards. He half expected it to be some bully or even possibly Riley but it was only Peter. "Peter!" Zane gasped, straightening his shirt where Peter had grabbed him. "What do you want?"

"Hey," the blonde teenager grinned in a way Zane instantly knew he was scheming something. "Listen, you know how good Riley's been in those Anger Management classes?"

Zane nodded, smiling fondly. Sure, he had only been seeing the curly haired teenager for two months but he had already seen a huge change in his demeanor.

"And I heard over the summer you two are moving in together." Peter waggled his eyebrows. "You know, make a little love-nest."

Zane winced. Despite the fact that Peter was surprisingly comfortable with his friend's sexuality, some straight stuff just didn't process to the gay world. "Yeah. I'm still thinking about it." Zane shifted his weight.

"I just had the greatest idea to see if Riley's ready to have a live-in boyfriend…a test if you will." Peter grinned.

Zane looked up. "I'm listening."

"So, this weekend…set up shop with Riley and you know, push his buttons. Get him a little angry and see what he does."

Zake raised an eyebrow, staring at the young musician and then burst into nervous laughter. "Listen, I know you're clean and all but what the hell have you been huffing?"

Peter's face darkened for a split second. "Hey, not funny man. Anyways, so what do you say?"

Zane sighed. "Ok," he rubbed his forehead, "listen to me very carefully. I know Riley would never intentionally hurt me, but he's still not done with therapy. If I pushed him too far, he could seriously hurt me."

Peter chewed his lip. "It'll be a good exercise for him… I mean, you're gonna have to learn to live with him and his bad side, especially if you expect to last all summer."

Zane frowned, leaning back on his heels. "If I get hurt, I'm blaming you."

Peter's face broke into a huge smile. "Awesome man!" he patted the black haired teen on the shoulder. "Seriously, this'll work." He grinned. Zane tried to smile back, apprehensive…exactly how far was he going to be able to push Riley safely…. and more importantly, how the heck was he going to push Riley's buttons without ruining their relationship.

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"Hey," Riley gave Zane's back a quick squeeze as they headed for the parking lot. "Have a good day?"

"Yeah." Zane cocked his head nervously. "It was interesting." He smiled.

"Yeah?" Riley asked. "How so?"

"Had a chat with Peter…nothing important." They had stopped at Riley's car. Zane grabbed his boyfriend's hand. "Do you mind if I…stay over this weekend?"

Riley's puppy-dog like face widened with shock. "What?" his blue eyes widened. "Seriously?"

Zane smiled, feeling slightly guilty. He reached up and placed a light kiss on the jock's lips. "I'll come by after I get my stuff, good?"

Riley nodded dumbly. "Great!" he gasped in a puff of air. He bobbed forward awkwardly, about to kiss Zane but then stopped. "I'll see you later." He grinned as he slid into his car. He smiled brightly at Zane. "I…" he paused. "Bye!"

Zane waved as Riley drove away, visibly jittering in his seat with glee. As soon as Riley disappeared around the corner, Zane stopped waving and rubbed his head. What the hell was he getting into?

He turned and almost smacked into Peter.

"Hey!" he grinned. "I gotta list for you." He held up a messily written list on a piece of notebook paper.

"A list of what?" Zane took the list and tried to decipher the messy handwriting. " 'Riley's button list.'" He read. " 'Number one: leaving socks on the floor'?" he looked up at Peter skeptically. Peter just smiled. " 'Number two: Taking too long in the shower.'" Zane laughed. "Really? Drinking out of the milk jug?"

"Yeah, it's only with milk actually." Peter chuckled. "He'll chug orange juice all the time." Peter walked with Zane to the Asian's own car. "So, what's the plan for tonight?"

Zane glanced over at the musician. "That's my business." He unlocked his car. "Goodbye Peter."

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Riley paced nervously back and forth in his small apartment living room. When Zane had told him he was coming over, Riley had been ecstatic. But now, all the possibilities of what could go on were freaking him out. The prospect of sex wasn't freaking him out. It wasn't as if he was a virgin or anything, but…

Riley stopped pacing and gulped, looking at himself in the blank TV monitor. What if he lost control? What if Zane did something that sent Riley over the edge? The yoga classes and anger management were helping but he was a long way from having his emotions under control, and even though Riley knew he would never hurt Zane intentionally, he knew he could still make a mistake and loose it.

Riley froze when someone started knocking at his door. He crept forward like a wild animal and peeked through the peephole in the door.

It was Zane, staring up at the peephole and smiling. A duffle bag was swung over his shoulder.

Riley gulped, straightened his tee shirt, ran his hands through his curly hair and then opened the door, sticking a smile on his face.

"Hey." Zane said, reaching up and pecking the jock on the lips.

"H-hi!" Riley stammered back, moving out of the way and letting Zane into his tiny apartment. "Come in."

Zane ambled into the living room, smiling as he took in the furniture. A leather couch, small lazy boy and a TV monitor with two bunny eared antennas sticking out of it. A shredded poster of James Anderson was tacked to the wall next to a copy of The Mona Lisa.

"Nice place." Zane smiled, dropping his duffle bag on the couch, remembering number six on the list: Dropping stuff on the couch. He watched a muscle go in Riley's eyebrow and he looked up. But all Riley did was half hop towards the duffle and snatch it off the couch.

"I'm gonna take this to my room." He backed up towards the larger of the two doors. "Bathroom's right there." He pointed to the other door before disappearing into his room, reappearing seconds later. "You want a tour?" he asked comically. The apartment was two rooms, one bath so there wasn't much to see.

Zane smiled. "Sure."

Riley held out an arm curiously. "Right this way." He pointed towards the tiny kitchen. "Here's the kitchen, um…" he looked around. "Food's in the fridge or on that shelf, dishes are under there," he pointed to the counter. "And trashcan's under the sink." He looked around, seeing if he forgot anything. "And that's about it." He turned and walked back into the living room. "Living room, pretty self explanatory." He smiled. "Anywhere else you'd like to look at?"

Zake turned and cocked an eyebrow. "I'd like to take a tour of you." He crawled up Riley's chest with his fingertips. "Sound good?" he kissed Riley's chin.

Riley smiled and growled playfully. "Fabulous." He dipped down and kissed Zake squarely on the lips. "That way." He turned Zake around in his arms and steered him to the bedroom, his arms wrapped tightly around the Asian and kissing his neck.

"It's gonna be a good weekend huh?" he asked playfully, closing the door behind him and staring into those amazing chocolate milk eyes.

"Uhhuh." Zake muttered, kissing Riley's neck, barely a twinge of guilt crossing his mind.

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