Title: Breaking the Habit

Rating: Will be R for sexual content – this ain't no Cartoon Network story

Chapter: 1 The Nightmare Begins

Pairings: Kevin+Double D eventual EddyXDouble D w/ hints of possible EdXOC

Warnings: Ummmm….. slash. Yeah… and … some swear words… and probably sex. I'm a big pervert everyone.

Thanks: Ghosthelwig for being a great friend!

Disclaimer: If I owned them, you'd be watching this and I'd probably be rated MA. ;;;

The young man at the table took another drink from the bottle before him. With a sigh, he pushed back the few strands of blond hair that refused to stay put, scowling. The frown on his face was probably what kept anyone from approaching him. He was handsome in his own way. While he wasn't tall dark and mysterious, he did have a body that he could be proud of. Ever since high school, he'd worked out and kept in shape, turning his once slightly pudgy body into solid muscle. He truly had been a cliché jock as well, cheerleader girlfriend and captain of the football team. Memories of his teenage years brought a crooked smile to his face. His girlfriend then, Naz, had been someone he'd always wanted. She was gorgeous and had always held their attention. The boys on the old cul-de-sac he used to live on would stop whatever they were doing when she walked by. He remembered being quite cocky over getting her as his girlfriend in high school, especially since she had turned down his "rival" Kevin previously.

The blue eyed man took another swing of his beer, letting his thoughts drift to the life he knew before. It was amazing how all of them had grown up and changed really. Kevin, having always been able to constantly show him up in adolescence had only seemed to fail at everything during high school where he succeeded. Not in grades mind you, intelligence had never truly been his strongest point. He had managed to pass at least. As for the others… Ralph had moved while still in junior high to his "old country" and who knew where THAT was. Johnny had stayed and gone into woodshop and architecture, big surprise there. Sometimes he wondered what Plank had really been to the boy… but that ended up providing only disturbing images. Jimmy… wow, it seemed to only make sense now. Jimmy had turned out… well… gay. Flaming to boot. He could clearly see how cliché he was when he was younger as well. During high school it was if that small twisted part of him had blossomed – he'd become gothic? Punk? He'd never really paid attention to him that much to tell the truth. He just remembered being a bit shocked, and yet feeling as if it had made sense all along. He'd remembered how upset Sarah had been though, or he remembered Ed telling him about. Ed had always, for some strange reason, been really protective of her, and had been distraught that his baby sister had been hurt. He couldn't really remember what had happened after that… he'd pulled away from them; his friends, Ed and Double D.

His hold on the neck of the bottle tightened when he thought of them. They weren't his friends anymore. He wasn't mad at them, it was just that they had drifted. Or, at least he had. He'd finally had what he craved social acceptance and popularity. He'd been home coming king damn it. He'd been the best. He'd been better than his brother for Christ's sake! They… they were just… he couldn't … Ed was Ed. He was in those special education classes and he couldn't risk hanging out with the big lug. And, as for Double D? Come on, it was a given that the boy would be a certifiable nerd. There wasn't a chance in hell he could be seen talking to them. They had tried to remain friends with him, and he'd turned from them every time they approached him in public. He just walked away and ignored them. It… it had been easier to do so towards Ed in the beginning because the idiot didn't understand. It didn't take sock head long enough to figure it out though and he'd stopped approaching him in class or in the halls. Whenever he did see him and make eye contact Double D would just hold it, forcing Eddy to look away, feeling ashamed. And he was. No one else except perhaps Edd knew it too. Hell, he made fun of them! The two boys that had stood by him no matter what, and had remained there when they were younger and everyone thought him a loser. He sure as hell felt like one now that everything was over and said and done with. He'd been such a heel, especially when he'd heard that Double D could have skipped two years of high school and gone to any college of his choice full scholarship, but had stayed. He'd stayed because of Ed. Ed had been failing despite the simplified classes until Double D started tutoring him. Ed had graduated high school with them because Double D had stayed to help him. He stayed to help his friend.

Groaning in self-pity and misery he tilted the bottle back and downed the rest of its contents. Oh, how the mighty had fallen… He'd never resorted to drinking any of his problems away before, but here he was, polishing off his fourth bottle. It didn't make matters any better that he hadn't had anything to drink in years, minus a glass of champagne during the occasional date. It was his twenty-sixth birthday and he found himself alone, depressed, and drunk. It's probably what brought on the memories of his childhood. Sometimes he desperately wished he could go back and perhaps right his wrongs and repair the damage but he knew he couldn't go back across bridges he himself had burned. He massaged the bridge of his nose feeling a headache coming on. The loud music didn't exactly help him either.

And so with his mind made up, he stood up to leave the establishment and promptly got knocked back down into his seat. He scowled up at the person he'd run into ready to inflict pain if he had to. " What the hell man…? Assho-" he paused though mid-insult and blinked.

Standing there in front of him was a young man with a slim body covered in nearly pale skin. He wore a snug red T-shirt and formfitting faded blue jeans, and… a beanie. The object forced him to study the face more in depth and saw the incredibly dark brown eyes wide and blinking owlishly. The young man began to stutter an apology when Eddy held his hand up. " It… it's fine…Sorry for snapping… umm…" he trailed off frowning. God… it looked just like him…! What did he say? "Hi? Remember me? I was your best friend until I became a world class dick and treated you like shit in high school?" Somehow he didn't think that'd go over well… Blushing he looked down for a moment before staring at him again. " Edd…?"

Edd completely froze looking like a dear caught in the headlights of a quickly approaching vehicle. "Ho- … E-Eddy…?" he whispered in awe. He could only gape as the other man nodded. He didn't know quite what to feel at the moment. Shock was about the only emotion or thought his brain could process at the moment, well, that and how handsome Eddy had become. Edd blushed at his train of thought and attempted that nifty little trick called speech but he still felt at a loss and was currently imitating a fish as his mouth repeatedly opened and closed.

The already awkward situation suddenly paled in comparison to the new one as another man walked up, sliding a possessive arm around Double D's waist with a questioning look on his face. "What's going on here Edd?" he asked, fighting off the urge to frown at the blond before him, a few pale orange strands of hair falling in front of his eyes.

Double D finally managed to snap out of whatever trance he had been in and blushed as he looked up at his boyfriend before replying, " Ah… Kevin, it's Eddy…"

AN: Bum bum bum. Short and all but it's just a test run. I've been doing fanarts for so long that I figured I'd get back to work on fics, and I'm now certifiably addicted to EddyXEdd fics. ;;; Blame Ghosthelwig. o.O And if you read this Ghost and figure out who I am, major points to you and you'll get a fun prize – o.o you can view .avi files? Like for Real One Player, right?