A/N: First story! A one-shot. Hope you enjoy!
Rico sat in HQ. He had alot on his mind. It wasn't just bombs and dynamite, it was something else. Something he couldn't understand , couldn't comprehend. It was a weird feeling. Something that gave him butterflies. It tickled his insides- and not in a good way. This thought had been floating around in his head for a while now and he finally decided to confront it. He knew it had to do with love. It almost disgusted him to think about that but it was true. But it wasn't about being IN love. No, it was of the TYPE of people he loved. Not like in species... In gender.
It confused him quite a bit. He was MALE (as far as he knew anyway) and he wasn't attracted to FEMALES. Yes, Marlene was good looking and that he has Ms. Perky but he never really liked them. He liked other MALES. The people called this "Homosexual". He knew it couldn't be right. He knew that but it didn't stop his feelings.
He'd secretly watch with fasination as Julien danced, his hips moving quickly to the beat. He daydreamed of Skipper's voice, so suave and commanding. It made him shudder. He never quite understood it. Was that wrong? Should I tell anybody? Will they accept me? Rico's thoughts jumbled up, leaving him confused. Skipper would never understand. He wouldn't. He'd probably freak out. Private wouldn't understand either. He was just too young. Kowalski would definetely not understand. He doesn't understand feelings. Rico shook his head, trying to clear it. One thought stayed in his head. He had found an answer. He convinced himself with this answer. He was in the closet and was sure as hell not coming out. No one needed to think him more crazy than they thought him now. He'd just have to wait for while to tell the others.
A/N: I hope you liked it. Please tell me what you think about it!