Llama: Muhahaha this is our first oneshot together! Lovee started this and I finished it :P Betcha can't tell where one begins and one ends. anyway.. Follow, Favorite, Share, review! and Thanks to my wonderful partner in crime, HMLovee

The sun was all ready to set behind the small town of Bluebell and the darkness of night was beginning to fill its place. Two best friends sat behind a counter covered in flowers. The red-capped boy on the right and the purple-capped one on the left. Not too many costumers had stopped by on this particular evening. Ash had finished his work for the day and came to visit Cam, who was now getting ready to close up shop. Cam swept the left over petals off the table and grabbed his supplies. Ash waited downstairs for the other boy who went to his room to put away his tools. The farmer smiled when he saw the door opening and knew his favorite part of their daily routine was about to begin.

Everyday after work Cam and Ash would go over to Ash's house and hang out until Cam had to go home to rest for the night. The boys had been doing this since they were 13. It had been 5 years and they never got tired of it.

They loved listening to music together and all different kinds of it. Ash would blab on and on about his animals. He cared about them more than anything. Cam would drop in a couple comments here and there about his life at the café and, of course, his precious flowers, but the introvert in him would much rather listen.

Cam gave a small hello and smile, as they walked inside, to Ash's mother, Jessica, and his sister, Cheryl before heading into Ash's room. Shutting the door behind him, Ash gave Cam a huge grin. Cam, the meeker of the pair, laughed softly before turning his attention to Ash's extensive music collection.

"Have you got anything new?" Cam asked, rummaging through a few records that were sprawled across a shelf.

"Nah, I haven't gone into the city."

"What should I play?"

"Put on whatever you want." Ash said, kicking off his shoes and throwing himself on his bed.

Cam picked his favorite vinyl and turned it up on the record player.

"Mmm, good choice." Ash smiled.

Cam climbed on the edge of Ash's bed and propped himself up against the wall. Ash laid on the top side in the same position. They created an 'L' shape on the mattress with their feet meeting at a corner. Ash's bed was much softer than Cam's bed at the café and Cam felt so comfortable.

Something suddenly reminded Cam of a particular conversation they had had earlier that day.

They had been walking through the forest when Cam noticed a particularly gorgeous purple flower. He examined it, but couldn't figure out the type. Ash crouched down next to him to see what he was looking at.

"I-I don't know what type this is.." Cam crinkled his eyebrows.

"Cam, that's just a petunia," Ash giggled. "You knew that.." Ash trailed off, gently slapping Cam on the back before stranding up.

"Wait," Cam jumped up. "H-How did you know that?"

"Cam, when you talk, I listen." Ash beamed. Cam noticed how Ash's eyes lit up and his golden brown hair shimmered in the sun. He was definitely impressed with his buddy at this moment. It was more than just pride, he was almost attracted to the other boy..

Cam snapped out of his trance when he heard a light knock on the door.

"Hey, boys, would you mind turning down the music a bit?" Jessica said through the door. "Cheryl is going to get to sleep."

"Course, mom." Ash stood up and made his way over to the record player and turned the knob so the volume decreased. Cam turned his head to where Ash was standing. His gaze seemed to linger around Ash's butt. He shook his head realizing how inappropriate his stare was. Luckily, Ash hasn't noticed.

Ash climbed back onto the bed in the same position. Cam observed Ash bopping his to the beat of the song. Cam stared at the boy to the left of him. He let a half smile form on his lips. Ash always wore the same red-orange hat over his dirty blonde hair. His hands were covered by red fingerless gloves and suspenders climbed up from the top of his pants and draped over his shoulders.

Ash wasn't the only one who had a particular style. Cam's wardrobe was more purple based. He preferred the messy collared shirt and loose tie look. He wore a vest over and everything was untucked from his pants. A hat sat on his head too, but his had a visor, unlike Ash's. Semi-intricate patterns lined both their caps.

Ash caught Cam's eyes peering at him, so Cam quickly turned away and blushed. Cam thought he heard a small chuckle escape Ash's mouth before he spoke.

"Oh, look at this the scar I got on my arm," Ash leaned forward and put out his arm. He rolled up his sleeve revealing a thin, pink scratch spreading horizontally across his forearm.

"Hmm, what happened?" Cam asked.

"Ugh, I scrapped myself against the fence while I was hopping over," Ash winced, remembering the pain. "Hurt like a.. you-know-what."

Cam inched closer to inspect the cut. "You'll be fine." Cam gently brushed his fingers over the pale boy's arm. Tingles shot up Ash's arm and he let a small laugh escape his mouth. He thought it was odd that such an innocent touch could generate such an intense feeling.

Ash folded his legs into a criss-cross apple sauce fashion, causing the bed to bounce a bit. Cam let his head rest back onto the wall and closed his eyes. He let the music fill his ears and got lost in the melody.

"Cam?"

Cam opened his eyes and turned his focus immediately to Ash.

"Did you just.. fall asleep?" Ash chuckled.

Cam shook his head and began picking off a piece of lint that stuck to his clothes.

"Well, you've been dazing off a lot lately. What's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Okay, anyway, how's Laney doing over there?"

Cam looked up. "Fine. She's cooking with Howard and everything, you know."

"Cheryl has been really on my case about Georgia lately. She says she 'isn't right for me.' I guess I can see that."

"Cheryl's sweet." Cam smiled. "What? You don't like Georgia, though?"

"It's not that I don't like her it's just that, I don't know, none of the girls here really interest me, you know?" Ash said, almost like he was trying to drop a hint.

"I know exactly what you mean."

Ash sat up and looked to his friend with a somewhat confused look. "Y'do?"

"Yeah, girls just don't make me feel anything.. special."

Ash cocked his head as if to get a better look at the boy he had seen a million times before. He was confused by Cam's statement. Ash could feel his cheeks beginning to blush and his palms sweat.

"W-wait. Girls here, as in Bluebell girls," Ash looked at his lap. "O-or girls in g-general?" Ash stared, shyly at his bed friend. He'd wanted to confess to Cam before, but he never knew how. He never knew if Cam would understand. He didn't know if Cam felt any of the same mixed emotions he felt.

"Uhm," Cam started.

Ash watched him expectantly, eyeing him carefully as Cam swallowed, feeling under pressure. "Uh, well, I-I don't really know. I only really know the few girls from Bluebell, then a couple in the city I was friends with."

Ash nodded, "of course.." He couldn't help the disappointment seep into his voice. He, on the other hand, didn't really buy into the whole idea of girls. Cam took notice of his disappointment.

"What's wrong?" Cam tilted his head a bit to look into Ash's eyes, as his gaze had dropped.

"I-I-I," Ash tripped over his words, feeling Cam's intense gaze to be troubling him. He gulped, "I just ..."

"You don't like girls, do you?" Cam assumed, stoic as ever.

Ash didn't want Cam's disapproval, so he quickly tried to fix things. "No! I m-mean yes! I love girls! Y'know, their-their pretty... Hair! Yeah! Pretty hair! And-and..." he paused, trying to think of something desperately. "And their cooking, and their gossiping and how angry they get... And how bossy they are..." Through his list, his energy started to die down and he finally let out a breath he'd been holding in. "No, Cam, I don't really like girls," he admitted meekly.

Cam was staring at him, looking confused throughout his list, but he now wore an expression of understanding. But Ash didn't see his expression as he stared at the floor. "It's alright," Cam told him quietly.

"I-It is? You don't... You don't not want to be my friend anymore..?" Ash blushed profoundly, looking a little shocked.

Cam rolled his eyes at the unusually shy boy. "Ash, it's fine. I mean, who knows? I'm a little bi-curious, to be honest. I've never been with another guy..." Cam trailed off, his words dying off as he met Ash's gaze.

"I haven't either," Ash smiled at Cam, feeling like a school girl who shared secrets with her best friend. He almost had the urge to giggle. Cam nodded slowly, a blush creeping onto his face. Ash couldn't help it, Cam was adorable, even more than Cheryl. And Cheryl was pretty dang cute.

"Th-Then m-maybe we-we should... Uhm.. Try it.. out? J-Just so we're one-hundred-percent s-sure?" Cam stated it as a question, but wanted it to come out as a sexy suggestion. He wanted to be suave and sexy to Ash, more confident too.

Ash's blush deepened at the suggestion, twirling his hand around a strand of hair that he'd captured during Cam's question. "N-Now?"

"If y-you want to..."

Feeling a short spurt of courage, he pulled Cam up from the bed suddenly, Cam tripping over his feet for a moment as he was pulled into the kitchen where Jessica was washing dishes. The mother looked at the boys quickly before turning back to her duty at hand "Need something?"

"W-We're going to go visit S-Snow, be right back!" Ash called as he towed Cam out the door, even when it was dark. Cam pulled his hand free from Ash's nervous death grip and followed the rancher to his barn, somewhat reluctant to let Ash's and his first time be in a barn of all places.

"Ash..." He tried to tell him he really didn't want to go into the barn, but silenced as they took a detour around the barn to the side of it, facing the trees. Ash plopped down in the stacks of hay that was clumped there.

"Good?" Ash looked up at the florist, looking a little more than nervous. Cam smiled and nodded, not really sure of what to do. But he leaned down, getting on his hands and knees as Ash leaned back, letting Cam straddle him. Cam made sure to hold his weight off the younger boy, distributing his weight to his knees instead. His hands pressed down into the hay, on either side of Ash's head as he stared down at Ash. "Er, Cam.."

"Yes?" He replied, smiling at how cute Ash looked when he was nervous. Ash's bottom lip was captured by his own teeth, chewing on it anxiously as he didn't break eye contact for once.

"Shouldn't you... You know..." Ash's words died away as Cam took the hint, leaning down and pressing his lips tentatively against the other boy's. it was awkward at first, Ash barely responding to the kiss as Cam tried to urge him to move his lips against his. But Ash got the hang of things, mimicking Cam's movements and enticing a small moan from the older boy.

When Cam was sure Ash was ready for the next step, he parted his lips suddenly, also forcing Ash's apart in the process, and snaked his tongue against Ash's lower lip. Ash was in shock, almost pulling back from the kiss in reaction to his tongue, but relaxed when he found no harm in Cam's tongue stroking his bottom lip.

They did, however, spring apart when the sudden sound of a door closing boomed from within the small town, Cam was against the fences and Ash was plaster up against the barn wall, both boys breathing hard and lips swollen.

"Ash, you need to come in, it's dark now!" Jessica called from the house.

"Alright, mom!" Ash called back' thankful that he didn't stutter like his heart was doing right now. Cam relaxed, slumping to the ground in a release if a long sigh. He smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "Sorry, I took it a little too far.."

Ash smiled back to him, still feeling Cam's warmth on his lips, and missing it. "I-It's okay," he told the older male, "C-Cam?"

"Yeah?"

"C-Can w-we... Y-You know... Do it again...? T-Tomorrow..?" Ash asked, his blush returning with a vengeance.

Cam felt a relief when Ash asked, because he wasn't sure how he'd ask Ash because he felt the same way. He nodded eagerly, "y-yeah! We can go to the river outside of town, o-or beside the tunnel tomorrow after your work."

Ash smiled, thanking the Goddess silently and nodded. "Sounds good! It's a date!" he finished, feeling daring as he stood and started to walk to his house.

"A-Ash wait!" Cam called, stumbling to his feet as Ash turned back, confused. "Y-You have hay on you."

"Oh," Ash chuckled a bit, about to brush it off when Cam stopped him.

"L-Let me do it!" he insisted. Ash shrugged, finding no harm in it and turned back around for him. Cam started out trying to be legit and brush the hay off his back, but his hands started lingering longer than they should have, and grabbing in places he didn't need to. Ash jumped forward when Cam's hand paused a little on his butt, making Cam laugh and lean forward, kissing his neck gently and mumbling, "Good night, Ash."

"G'night, Cam," Ash murmured, hearing Cam turn away to return to Howard's and Ash to return to his home.