Hey, another one. This time this is a Cry/Russ fanfiction. I have been reading many, many PewDieCry fanfics lately and I thought, I read a couple Cry/Russ, but there aren't enough, so I wrote this. I already have chapter two all done also. I'm probably going to post it tomorrow.

Disclaimer: I do not own ChaoticMonki or RussMoney86 in any way. They are themselves, and this is just something I enjoy.

Also, I'm going to be writing a PewDieCry once I finish this one, since I love those too. And also, this is all in Cry's P.O.V. Enjoy! Reviews are greatly appreciated.

Chapter One

"When is he gonna get here?" I think to myself. It's been a whole hour since Russ said he was coming over. I currently sit at my computer playing an intense game of Pokémon. We were just on Skype, and Russ said he really needed to talk to me, but he also said it needed to be face to face. Russ only lives 20 minutes away, so why has it already taken him 1 hour? I impatiently tap my foot and get angry at the current Weedle pummeling my level 14 Mankey. When the door bell rings, I shoot right out of my chair. I run my hands through my brown hair and make my way to the front door. I expect Russ to walk right in, not just wait for me to answer the door. My house was like a second home to him. I excitedly open the door and await the sound of Russ' voice.

"That'll be $20 sir. Sorry if it took me a little long. There was major traffic." I look up to find a teenage boy, awaiting my money. Really, the pizza boy beat Russ? Well, Russ is a pizza boy, but he doesn't deliver. I didn't even order Papa John's. I reach into my pocket and withdraw $25.

"Here, thanks." I took the pizza from his hands and returned to my house. The pizza was for both me and Russ. We were gonna share it, since Russ said he hasn't eaten much in the past few days. I thought this was going to be a real guy's night, so I set up some of our favorite movies and shut down my computer. I take a slice of pizza anyways, not wanting to wait any longer to feed my empty stomach, and gobble it right down. Yet again, the doorbell rings. I quickly glance at the clock and open the door; this time truly hoping I didn't have to wait any longer for Russ.

"Hey." The familiar voice of my best friend, Russ, broke through the air.

"You took an hour and a half to get here, ya slow-poke," I say, shaking my head, acting like his mother.

"Sorry, cut me some slack. I need to talk about something with you. Can I come inside?" Russ looked behind my shoulder, of course he was taller than me, and spotted the pizza. He pushed right past me and opened the pizza box, "Oh good, I'm starving."

"Looks like it." I say, rubbing my shoulder. "Hey, I have some movies set up if you want to watch some with me after you tell me what's up."

"Ok, but I come first," He insisted, grabbing a slice and sitting down at my dining table.

"Well, go ahead. I'm listening." I say, slowing I was growing even more impatient.

Russ finished eating and sat up. "Okay. Well, it's about Red." He paused, inhaling deeply. "She… decided to… break up with me." He said the last part so fast I almost didn't catch it.

"What? Red broke up with you?" Honestly, I never really liked Red. I mean, she was nice and all, but she didn't seem to understand Russ, not like me at least. We have been friends for 10 years, and Red met Russ through me. I'm not saying I'm happy that they broke up, Red made Russ really happy, it's just I don't think Red deserved someone like Russ. He is too good for her, and obviously it showed. I didn't really know what else to say though. I'm not jealous of Red, I can't be. I mean, Russ is my best friend, and I'm straight. I know it.

"Yeah, when I came home from work today she told me we needed to see other people. She didn't even tell me why. She just kind of blurted it out, almost like she didn't want to say it. More like she had to. I felt like I needed someone to talk to, and you were the first one I thought of." Russ brought me out of my thoughts. I made sure not to think about something like that.

"So what are you going to do now? You two were living together."

"I guess she has that all planned out now. She isn't budging and I'm not either. We are now 'roommates'. She doesn't want to leave the house and neither do I. She still wants to be my friend and I guess I'm fine with being friends. I just need a break, y'know?" He dropped his head into his hands and ruffled his dark hair. His glasses slid off his nose and clattered onto the table.

"Hey, well, if you want you can always stay here. I have a guest room that you can sleep in… for a break, y'know? It does get kind of lonely here sometimes, being here by myself and all, so company is always welcome!" I tried to cheer him up and I put a smile on. He seemed grateful.

"Really? Wow, Ryan, thanks. I'll be right back; I'll go pack some stuff." He said, getting up from the table. When he walked away, he ruffled my hair like when we were little. I couldn't help get shocked from his electric touch. That's never happened before. My whole head felt funny. Once he walked out of the house and I heard the familiar noise of his car door shutting, my head fell onto the table, maybe too hard.

"Ow…" I said, rubbing my forehead. What is happening with me?

So, that's that for chapter one. Chapter two is going to be coming soon, but tell me what you think so far. Romance is going to be coming soon, please don't worry. This is just mainly Cry (Ryan) figuring out how he really feels about Russ. Stay tuned!