Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary: Ryan Evans had a chocolate problem. He didn't need it on his hips, and he didn't need it in his heart.
Warnings: Slash, Drabble
Word Count: 400
Date Written: 31 August, 2011
Challenge: For a SlashTheDrabble LJ comm's weekly challenge
Disclaimer: Ryan and Sharpay Evans, Chad Danforth, all other characters mentioned within, and High School Musical are & TM Disney and any other respective owners, not the author. M&Ms and Kisses are & TM their rightful owners and used without permission. Everything else is & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Ryan Evans had a chocolate problem. He didn't need it on his hips, and he didn't need it in his heart. He knew what everyone would say if they suspected the identity of the latest hunk to catch his eye. They'd tell him he shouldn't be wasting his time and attention on him and that he was as far beneath him as Ryan was beneath his sister, Sharpay.
They'd tell him he should walk away from him and that his dark skin brought as much trouble as the M&Ms he kept stashed in his locker brought calories. They'd tell him to leave him alone, and, Ryan thought, nervously fingering the collar of his polo shirt, it hadn't been that long ago that they had hung men for thinking such thoughts as he did of Chad.
Of course, those same people would have hung him nonetheless for being gay, and Chad was as hard to deny as were the kisses melting in his pants pocket. He had caught his eye again now and winked at him as he twirled a baseball in his soft, milk chocolate fingers. Ryan gulped. He should walk away, but he knew he wouldn't.
He'd never been one to conform to society, and he wasn't about to start now. All his heroes had always ignored society's rules as they'd gone after their dreams, and Sharpay had always told him that rules, not of her making of course, were meant to be broken and crushed beneath her high heels. Ryan smiled and winked back at his beloved Chad. He needed to buy some high heels, because he was about to break every rule. He walked to his waiting sweetheart, the game he offered openly, and the never-ending love waiting in their future together.
His smile was the biggest and brightest it had ever been when Chad and he walked out from beneath the bleachers some time later. The cry of, "LET'S PLAY BALL!", went up around them. Chad looked to Ryan. Ryan saw the uncertainty in his brown eyes, but with just one, brilliant smile, he melted all the fear he saw therein.
Ryan ran his fingers over the brim of Chad's baseball cap which he now wore and faced the world. He didn't have a chocolate problem. He was living a chocolate dream. He loved chocolate, and for now, at least, he didn't care who knew it!
The End