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"Yo, Double Dweeb," Edd heard echo from behind him in the school hallways. He hesitantly turned around to face the auburn haired boy with a red baseball cap that always covered his head. At Kevin's sides were Nazz and Rolf. Nazz looked as nice and ever and Rolf appeared to be as strange as he always was, his grin that rarely left his face still fixed in place.

However, Double D kept his eyes focused on the one that had called his "name" and smiled hesitantly but warmly.

"Good afternoon, Kevin, Nazz, Rolf," he greeted, looking to each of them as he acknowledged the greeting. "How may I assist you?" he continued, smiling, the gap in his teeth showing.

"Like, we kind of need some help on the homework, Dude," Nazz said before Kevin could spit out the words.

Rolf seemed to be appalled and made it very clear, after a long and drawn out story about his homeland, that he didn't need the help; it was just the blonde and the star football player.

After sighing in slight frustration, Edd smiled again and nodded. "Sounds splendid. I could always accompany you two to the library after school if that would work in your favors," he suggested. He was so frustrated that he could never seem to turn anyone down. Let alone people he knew personally and had to face on a daily basis. Then again, he really enjoyed school and teaching - the thought of people gaining from his own knowledge left him feeling warm and fuzzy inside.

Kevin grumbled and glared at Double D. "Hey, Dork, unlike you, I actually have a life after school. We'll be coming to your place tonight," he ordered, getting his face just centimeters away from Edd's face, towering over him and attempting to intimidate him. However, his little intimidation technique didn't work out as well as he had planned for it to.

With yet another sigh, he stepped back from Kevin's closeness and nodded. "Splendid. Don't fret yourselves over the time. Any time shall work." After getting a confirming nod from Kevin he turned away and strode his way to his locker. As he put in the combination very particularly and precisely, he smiled in relief at the sight that beheld him. All his pencils were in a neat order and all his books were organized by class period along with some other accessories in his locker that he always kept handy in case he ever needed them. It was always better to be safe than sorry!

After shutting his locker, Edd nearly jumped out of his shoes as he saw Kevin standing there, leaning against the locker that was next to his, staring intently at him.

"Oh, Kevin," Eddward began, his voice shaking a bit. "Is there something troubling you, perhaps?" Rather than a sure answer, he was responded to with a glare, shrug, and a shaking of his head.

"See you tonight," he muttered under his breath, a touch of frustration stinging his voice as he left a bewildered Eddward standing in front of his locker.

Rather than hanging himself up on it, he shrugged his shoulders and rested his messenger bag on his shoulder, holding the strap where it crossed over his chest. He pasted yet another smile on his face as he left to his fourth period class for the day. It was possibly his most favorite, and that was AP Chemistry. He loved the sciences, they were so splendid to learn about – they enlightened a person as to how the world around them, which they lived in and needed to survive, worked and broke it down into the words that man could understand and work with.

He made his way to the class, the teacher, Mr. Wiser, offering him a wonderfully pleasant and warm smile. In return, he offered him a smile, his lips pursed as he took his seat at the very front. He intertwined his fingers together as he placed them on his desk, awaiting the teacher to continue class. As his voice boomed through the classroom, his mind raced, Mr. Wiser going on about the newest in Stoichiometry and all the rules and equations that came with such.

For high school, he felt however, that these classes were too trivial. While he felt that way, he knew that there was almost no other child in the school whom thought the same as himself. He often was separate from everyone else. The only people he ever really fit in with was Ed and Eddy. Ah, Ed and Eddy. He really did care deeply for them; they had been through nearly everything together and never once had they ever turned their back on the other. They were really his best friends, even if they did irritate him to no end some days.

He got carried away in his thoughts about his friends as he began to reminisce about the old day in the cul-de-saq. Eddy had always seemed to have some sort of scheme to use on the rest of the neighborhood kids in order to get money for jaw breakers. When he really thought about it, it was quite the comical case. Not that Ed had changed much, however. While Eddy had seemed to outgrow his constant need to pull some mindless prank, Ed was still obsessed with his monster movies, gravy, and buttered toast. Classic Ed.

As the bell dismissing him from class tolled, his head shot up to the clock in surprise. Had he really been that deep into thought that he didn't even know the bell had rung? He usually never spaced out, but it wasn't like he didn't already know the material they were going over in class. With no homework, much to the little nerd's disappointment, he sauntered out of class and to his final class of the day. His final class was Algebra II with most of the neighborhood. There was Nazz, Rolf and Kevin all grouped together in the back corner of the room. There was Ed and Eddy in the center of the room, conversing over some horror movie that Ed had watched the night before, Eddy flipping open his cell phone to check for a text message and drown out Ed. In another section of the room was the Kanker sisters, Marie Kanker staring at him intensely as he took a seat near his best friends. A shudder ran through his body as he cowered away from her stare.

"Salutations, Dear Fellows!" Double D chimed, taking a seat next to Ed and Eddy, awaiting the final bell to ring. He was greeted with a hug from Ed and a glare from Eddy. "Is something the matter, Eddy?"

"Nope," he responded, puzzling the little nerd. Rather than persisting, he heard the bell ring and focused his attention to the front of the classroom. In doing so, he took note of the substitute at the front of the classroom. Rather than the typical ancient male that hunched his way into the room, there was a beautiful, petit young blonde standing at the front. She had a very square jawline with prominent cheekbones. Her eyes were a brilliant blue, much like Double D's, and her thick, natural lashes hung over her eyes like velvet curtains. As she took a seat on her desk, crossing her legs in her pencil skirt, her large chest becoming more prominent, she spoke in a loud, yet chipper voice. "Good morning, class. Unfortunately, your teacher is currently very ill and won't be back for a couple weeks." She began to take out a sheet of paper from a notebook next to her side, grabbing a pen while she was at it, before continuing, "I'll be your substitute until his return. Now, my name is Ms. Rarie and I am going to take roll, then we'll begin the lesson plan set up for today."

As she moved down the list to call each student's name, only missing two students, she glanced up at each and every one, making each raise their hand. Almost every male in the classroom – and even some of the women – were watching her intently. She was an image of pure beauty, oozing sex appeal, but Eddward seemed to be uninterested, glancing around the room as she continued on with roll. Ed and Eddy were both staring at her, along with Rolf. Nazz on the other hand was glaring at her harshly. There was only one other person in the room who seemed as uninterested as himself. Kevin was looking down at his desk, a pen in hand as he doodled on the wooden surface, glancing up only every so often. In one instance that he glanced up, he locked eyes with Double D who looked away frantically.

It wasn't that he was particularly scared of Kevin; it was just that he had always been their bully when they were in middle school. It could be assumed that it was perhaps and innate fear that he may beat him up again, even though he highly doubted it. They were in their senior year of high school and he hadn't laid a hand on him, after all. With the comforting thought, he made himself relax partially. Just then, Ms. Rarie called him and he raised his hand, her eyes meeting his as she looked up from the paper. After two other students, she was done and asked Double D to take the attendance down to the main office.

He wasn't particularly too keen on missing class, but he wasn't the type to turn down a teacher so he reluctantly got up out of his seat and sauntered to the front. He grabbed the paper from her hands and rushed as quickly as he could to the front office and handed the attendance clerk the sheet. He rushed back once again. Most eyes were drawn to him as he took his seat again; feeling the sensation that one person in particular was staring at him. Rather than turning around to confirm it, he focused on the substitute teacher and began copying the words that appeared on the screen in front of the class. After several example problems and a homework assignment that he had finished up in class, the bell rang, dismissing the school to do as they pleased for the rest of the day.

Ed, Eddy and Double D all walked out of the school after stopping at Double D's locker so he could collect the various text books that he needed for his various homework assignments, leaving his AP Chemistry one in its place.

Eddy seemed to still have that distraught look on his face so, without lack of fear of failing yet again, Edd asked, "Are you positive there is nothing the matter, Eddy?"

After another glare, he grumbled and finally said, "Just remembering the old days. Y'know, back when we had fun. And here in just a couple months, we're going to be all moving away and…" He paused, seemingly unable to continue before Edd had coaxed it out of him. Rather harshly he bit off, "I'm going to miss you knuckleheads, alright?"

Ed made an obnoxious aw and gathered the other two into a group hug, holding the two up with ease. "It's okay, Eddy, we will miss you as well." He had a large and silly grin on his face that was nearly impossible not to cheer someone up with.

Edd giggled. "There's no need to worry so much, Eddy. I'll still be coming back home to visit Mother and Father during the summers."

That answer seemed to slightly relax Eddy. "Yeah, same here." He glanced up at Ed who was still holding the two and struggled to get free, shouting profanities at the less than bright boy who eventually set the two back on the ground.

After some more mindless conversation about nothing in particular, Edd finally made it to his home and, after grabbing the key out of his pocket, he unlocked the door. He was greeted by only silence as he walked upstairs to his room to set his bag down, remembering his parents weren't home – as usual. As he opened the door, he couldn't help but smile in relief. His room had always been so very pristine and well-organized. Everything was labeled and put away neatly. His floor was exceptionally neat, with not even a speck of dirt to be found. He set his bag on a hook that had the label "Backpack" just above it and walked down stairs, ready to get a small snack that consisted of fruit.

After reaching downstairs, he paused, realizing there was something off about the setting. Something was amiss, and that wasn't something he would exactly stay calm about. Instead of ignoring what his senses were warning him about, he set down the orange he had picked up only moments ago and made his way to the living room. When he made his way to the office in the house, the closest room to the kitchen, and found nothing, he began to make his way to the living room area.

"I've been waiting forever," a male voice grumbled from the couch pushed against the wall.

Double D knew that voice all too well and that just set him even more on edge. He stopped in front of the coffee table that the man had his feet on, forgetting for a millisecond his fear of filthiness. Rather than asking who it was, he shoved the person's feet off the table and scolded them for their terrible manners.

The man chuckled. "You're such a freak, Double Dweeb."

The nickname confirmed his suspicion and he took a step away. "K-Kevin…" He stumbled over his name before getting the rest of his sentence out. "W-what are you doing here already? I had assumed you would be showing up with Nazz much later in the day."

Kevin had moved so that he was just in front of Double D, only a few inches from him. Edd was extremely nervous and kept his gaze focused downward as he spoke. "You said show up whenever, didn't you? So, that's what I did."

Double D fumbled with his hands for a moment. "B-be that as it may, Kevin, you said-"

"Yeah, yeah, 'I got a life unlike you.'" He left his spot in front of Double D and sauntered through the house until he made his way to the kitchen, opening up the refrigerator and browsing it for a painfully long time.

Double D had followed and when he got to the kitchen he noticed that Kevin was leaving the refrigerator door slightly ajar while he moved to a stool at the island, a soda can in his hand. "P-Please be wary of the refrigerator door, if you would. It raises the electrical bill." Double D finally looked Kevin in the eyes for a split second before looking away again and focusing his attention on any other fixture in the kitchen. "Um, since you're here… Shall we start on studying?"

Double D was so confused as to why Kevin was at his place so early it wasn't even funny. It was rare for Double D to be alone with Kevin. It hadn't really happened the entire time they were together in high school. However, rather than a reply from Kevin pertaining to his question, he was up and out of his chair, going right towards Double D again. He left only a few inches between them again, staring intently at Double D who was focusing his gaze downward again.

Kevin grabbed his chin and tilted his head upwards to look at him. Double D's heart began racing, his rational senses coming to an end. He did nothing but stare into the bright green eyes that peered into his own blue. Just as he thought he might do something more, he let go of his chin and left to retrieve his bag from the living room.

"Where should we go?" he asked, appearing from the office, his bag slung over his shoulder.

Double D closed his eyes for a moment and put his smile back on his face, ignoring Kevin's previous actions and pondering the best place to study. "Perhaps my room. I have a large desk in there we could always work on," he suggested, pointing to the stairs.

Kevin nodded and began walking up the stairs after chugging his soda in a matter of seconds, Double D following silently behind. The situation was painfully awkward for Edd. "It's the one labeled 'Eddward.'"

Kevin chuckled. "Dork," he muttered under his breath before opening the door. He was about to walk into his room when he heard a squeal come from Edd. "What?" he asked as he looked back, Edd glaring at his feet.

"I do not allow shoes in my room, let alone in in any other area of the house," he grumbled, waiting for Kevin to take off his shoes.

Kevin was about to just shrug it off and keep his shoes on, but the little nerd looked like his head was about to burst. As funny as it was, he sighed and kicked his shoes off lazily, not caring where or how they landed.

Eddward, on the other hand, felt the need to pick up his shoes and place them neatly by his door on a small mat. How can someone be so unsanitary? He wondered, stepping into his room and grabbing his backpack off of its hook. Kevin had already made himself comfortable in Double D's desk chair, propping one foot on the legs below it. Edd couldn't help but sigh at his uncaring attitude. After sitting down next to him in an extra chair, he asked Kevin, "what class do you need help with?"

His reply was quick and absolute as he said, "anatomy." Eddward had experience with the class his junior year, but he knew that it was an honors class, making him wonder even more why Kevin was in the class. Rather than prying, he simply nodded and grabbed some paper from his desk drawer.

"Splendid," Edd responded. "What system are you currently studying?"

"The skeletal system. I really suck at the class; memorizing isn't my strongest ability," he admitted sheepishly. It was the first time since he'd been over that he'd said a full and intelligible sentence that didn't end the conversation there.

Eddward's face lit up as he smiled and he nodded. "That's simple enough! I enjoyed memorizing the skeletal system. There's so many little tricks that can be used to remember the bones that you might like," he said excitedly. He loved this so much. He loved teaching and giving to others his plethora of knowledge.

Kevin did nothing but give him a bewildered look. He didn't understand what was so great about tutoring someone. He tilted his head back to look at the ceiling and asked, "Do you want to be a teacher?"

Eddward responded after a moment of silence, thinking. "No, not particularly. While I enjoy teaching and sharing my knowledge, that's the extent of it." His voice trailed out at the end and he looked at Kevin who was still looking at the ceiling, his only response a 'hmph'. He noticed how muscular his neck was as the muscles were stretched while he looked up. He also noticed how square his jaw was now and how much more defined his cheek bones were more prominent now. He had definitely changed from when they were all in middle school. His hair had even grown out some, though he still had some longer strands in the front of his head like always. It always annoyed Edd; it seemed so untidy and like such a nuisance.

He was snapped out of his train of thought by Kevin suddenly sitting forward, slapping his hands on the desk in front of him. "''Kay, let's hurry up." He looked to Double D, waiting for him to realize he was waiting for him to start his "lesson."

Double D took a moment to realize what Kevin was waiting for and began to fidget with his fingers again, stumbling all over his words. "W-well, okay. L-let's see," he said, staring at Kevin's body for a second. After a moment, he beckoned him to stand up and to take of his jacket and hat. Under his jacket was a green tank top that fit tightly against his torso. This would make his lesson much easier if it worked out as planned. "Please extend your arms out and spread your legs about shoulder width apart," Double D commanded, a smile permanently fixed on his face.

Kevin did as he was told. "You're demanding a lot," he pointed out.

"I am the teacher. May I ask what else a teacher is supposed to do?" He was beginning to trace his fingers along Kevin's arm.

"Ask his students politely?" He shuddered as Double D ran a finger over his torso, focusing especially on his chest and the bones lying under the skin. "And not touch their students so much?"

Double D withdrew his hands quickly at the comment, his cheeks flushing a crimson red. "Pardon me. I was just trying to make this a more efficient way for you to obtain-" he was cut off once again by Kevin who was now glaring at him.

"Look, Double Dweeb, it's chill. Take a joke," he growled. "I'm not going to kill you so stop cowering away from me like I'm some crazy monster."

Double D nodded and resumed tracing his fingers. After running through all the bones in his head once again as he passed over each one, he began to speak about the bones themselves. "Alright, now, starting from your chest and working our way out, there's the sternum. It's more commonly known as the breast bone," he traced a line over his chest, right down the center where the bone lie. He moved his fingers up his chest and to the bones at the base of his neck, both hands tracing the long bone that moved outwards towards the shoulders. "This is the clavicle – collar bone."

Kevin shuddered again under his feather-light touch and nodded stiffly. "Alright," he said, his voice husky.

Double D kept moving his fingers out and to his upper arms. "This is the humerus and further down, is the ulna and the radius." He looked up at Kevin and smiled at his confusion. "There's a trick to remembering these two." Without warning, he jumped away from Kevin and held out his arms in front of him. He then turned his arm so that his palm was facing down. "You see, when your arms are like this, the radius and the ulna cross over." He paused trying to think of how to word it. "Almost as if making an 'x' in your arm."

He then held his hand out, palm facing the ceiling. "When your arm is like this, however, the bones are adjacent to one another; like railroads." He held his thumb up then. "Because of this crossing, it's facile to befuddle which is which. However, there's a simple trick to remembering. Your radius will always be where your thumb is. Just remember 'right on radius' and you should be fine."

After his little rant that earned a chuckle from Kevin, he returned to his position and began lightly touching his skin again. He got to the wrist, touching each with his own hands, though having some trouble due to how much larger Kevin was compared to himself. "Due to the fact that there's eight bones in the wrist, they are usually summed up as the carpus, while your fingers are called metacarpi."

It wasn't until he got to his back again that he realized just how muscular Kevin was. He definitely had the build of an athlete who had spent many years playing football and baseball. With his arms extended out, the latissimus dorsi was stretched magnificently under his skin, almost irresistible to touch.

"Dork?"

Edd shook his head. "My apologies, Kevin. I must have spaced out." Edd rested his finger on Kevin's back, noting the stiffening of the muscles as he did so. Is he ticklish, perhaps? he wondered. He started at the top of the spine and began to work his way down his back, sending chills though the larger teen's body. "The top seven bones of the spine are referred to as the cervical vertebra with the exception of the first two, which are called the atlas and the axis." He coasted his fingers further down his back to the center. "The next twelve are the thoracic vertebra and," he moved his hands down to the base of his back, just above the buttocks. "The following five are the lumbar vertebra and the one just below that is your coccyx. It's often referred to as your tailbone." Each movement of his earned him a tremble and he realized something was a bit off with Kevin. He returned to face him, noticing his slightly pink cheeks, he asked him, "Are you alright, Kevin?"

With a stiff nod he responded. "Yeah, fine." He wasn't looking at Double D. In fact, it seemed he was avoiding looking at him at all costs.

"We can always continue tomorrow… Besides, Nazz-" once again he was cut off by Kevin.

"I said it's cool. Keep going," he muttered, his face slightly deepening in color.

Edd nodded and placed his hands on Kevin once more. He began guiding him through what he was doing, going over the various bones in the skull such as the frontal bone, the temporal bone, and the hyoid. He even explained why the hyoid was unique with the fact that it was the only bone in the human body that did not connect to another one. He was working his way down after explaining the different types of ribs. He got to the pelvis and attempted to explain the three different bones there. "Here, there's three different major bones in the pelvis. At the top, there's the illium. Towards the rear is the ischium and-" He was forced to stop his advancement towards Kevin's thigh when he grabbed his hand.

His voice was low as he spoke. "That's dangerous." All he was answered with was a blank and confused expression. "You don't get it, do you?" The response this time was Edd shaking his head. "Let me help you then."

Edd was shocked as their lips met harshly. Their lips molded together perfectly. Kevin began nibbling at his lower lip, earning a sound of pleasure from Edd.

Edd wasn't pulling away; he couldn't bring himself to. In some strange part of his conscious, he enjoyed it, and he knew it.

Kevin ran his tongue across Edd's lip, and the smaller teen obliged, letting out a small gasp as he granted him access. His tongue invaded his mouth, running across the roof of his mouth, exploring to no end. Being the inexperienced kisser that he was, Edd tried to follow along with Kevin, finding it easier than he expected. He felt as if he was being devoured by the taller teen. There was an urgency in his kiss that stirred something in his abdomen.

He was completely engrossed in the act as they continued. Kevin's hand had slid up the boy's shirt, exploring the soft skin that lied beneath it. It was smooth, almost like a girl's. It all the more added to Kevin's pleasure as he grabbed the small boy's erect nipple and pinched it, his other hand focused on holding the boy close to him. In doing this, Edd let out a squeak through the kiss. He tried to speak, but Kevin dismissed it with the kiss.

They continued like this until Kevin began to move his hand lower. He pulled at the younger boys pants, attempting to undo the button and the zipper with his one hand. After a momentary battle, he began to slip his hands down until Edd pulled away as best he could with Kevin's hand still on his back. "W-what on earth are you doing!?" he exclaimed, attempting to push Kevin away with his scrawny arms. To no avail, he simply pushed against his chest, Kevin still managing to bring him closer with a devilish smirk on his face. "Y-you can't, p-please stop!"

For a moment, it seemed that Kevin had listened and was going to leave him alone. That is, until he hoisted the small boy up in his arms and carried him over to the bed, setting him down a little less than gently. "I don't plan on stopping here," he stated, sliding his hands up Edd's thigh as he crawled on top of him. Edd squirmed under his touch, attempting to escape once again. After his struggling got him nowhere, he gave up, lying limp as Kevin made his way into his undone pants.

Double D shuddered under his touch as he freed him and began pumping the small boy. He started out slow, sliding his finger across the tip and rubbing along his length. Edd bit on his finger, muffling the squeaks that attempted to escape.

"Let it out, babe," Kevin muttered as he sped up his hand. Edd began to writhe under him, bucking his hips up to meet Kevin's hand. He let out a high pitched moan, surprising and exciting Kevin all the more.

"K-Kevin," he whispered through his sounds of pleasure. He was at a loss; he hadn't experienced a sensation such as this before. It was intoxicating; each and every nerve coming to life, labored breaths mingling together, the intimate contact that followed; it was all so amazing. Edd was in such pure bliss as his thoughts clouded his head.

Kevin focused intently on the boy's reactions, stealing kisses from him once in a while, taking note of his reactions. He took note of Edd's glazed eyes, his shimmering lips from the saliva and the expression on his face as he moaned.

Edd began to shudder, curling his toes as he came. He laid there as Kevin pulled away slowly, his body trembling lightly with the after effects. He stared up at the ceiling as Kevin went and cleaned his hand with a Kleenex before helping Edd.

Kevin planted another kiss on his lips, this time gentler, more sincere and somehow more passionate. He pulled away again, Edd finally sitting up and realizing the mess he had become. To an average person, it wouldn't have been something to fret too much about, but the clean freak in him demanded on changing.

Without saying anything, he beckoned Kevin to leave his room, closing the door behind him. Edd began shuffling around for a change of… everything. He wasn't sure how to process what had just happened. He knew that it was pleasurable, but something in him argued that it was Kevin of all people – his childhood bully. He ran back and forth in his head why he might have done it while he slipped on the fresh change of clean clothes. Was it simply curiosity? But he would've gone further, then, right? he questioned. That nearly dismissed that theory, though it was still a slight consideration. Maybe it's affection? The thought, much to Edd's surprise, made him giggle. Kevin was his bully after all, so that wasn't even a possibility. I should-

"You alright in there, dork?" Kevin sounded through the door, his voice loud and full. He began to turn the knob, opening the door without so much as a response.

Edd looked down to the floor as Kevin came in and nodded. "Yes, perfectly fine, Kevin."

What did this mean for the two of them? Were they still just going to play the role of the nerd and the jock? Was it ever even going to be mentioned again?

Edd heaved a sigh and walked past Kevin and down the stairs to the kitchen. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, he realized that a couple hours had passed and the odds were Nazz was to show up soon. However, Edd had already taught Kevin the material he needed to study for the most part, so what was he going to do while Edd and Nazz went over her work? Perhaps he would sit there and wait patiently for them to finish.

Quite contrary to Edd's thought, Kevin came down the stairs with his bag slung over his shoulder, his hat and jacket back in place, heading for the door.

Edd froze, unsure of what to do. Was he really just going to leave? "K-Kevin," he stuttered. "Where… are you going?"

Kevin gave him a blank stare and shrugged. "Home. Where else?" He placed his hand on the door knob, turning it to open the door. "See you later, dorko."

As he was walking out, Edd lunged at the taller teen and grabbed onto the bottom of his jacket with as strong a grip as he could muster. "Would you answer a question I have, first?" In response to Kevin's stiff nod, he asked, "what did you mean by 'I don't get it'? Was it just your hormone levels rising at an usually high rate due to our close proximity, or was it perhaps-"

Once again, Kevin had cut him off, silencing him with another gentle and short kiss. "You're the smart one, you figure it out." With that, he left, closing the door behind him.

Edd could hear the faint sound of voices outside his door, realizing that Kevin must have met Nazz on the way. He heard something about rescheduling for tomorrow and at that, Edd sank onto a bar stool at the island in the kitchen, submerging himself into thought. An idea struck him however and he froze. Does Kevin perhaps possess romantic feelings for me?