Jerky Jock Love

Prologue

Why Him?

Ash sat cross legged underneath a small umbrella settled above to keep the sun away. He watched as the multitude of cars passed by all seemingly in a rush to someplace or the other. Taking a small sip of his sweet caramel frappe, he checked the time. The seconds clicked by on his small black wristwatch and suddenly he felt the urge to just roll his eyes and leave.

"He's late," He spoke to no one in particular, gathering small looks from the other customers seated around him. He waved them away telling them to mind their own business. Sighing, he tapped his fingers nonchalantly on the glass table. He had grown tired of waiting. He pulled out his small hand mirror and proceeded to brush his hair back down from where it had moved with the heat of the season. Just then he heard a small thud to the front of him and looked around his mirror into the brown eyes of Shen Woo.

"Took you long enough." Shen growled slightly.

"Hey! No lip or I'll pound you," Ash rolled his eyes once again.

This was going to be pure hell. Shen Woo, the school's golden child, as Ash liked to call him. He was, at some point, the captain of each sports theme at Howard High. Needless to say, the teen was held in high regard, he excelled extremely at everything he did. He had the hottest girlfriend, won the school multiple trophies, and the guy even had a fan club for fuck's sake. He excelled at everything, except grades. Ash couldn't fathom how the boy could play anything when he was failing nearly every class in his curriculum, save P.E. Ash was shocked when the widely-known 'king' of the school asked him for tutoring.

Unlike Shen, Ash was the total opposite. He wasn't a nerd by any means, but you could call him a genius. Crimson only attended school for sheer necessity. On his own time he practiced college work. If there wasn't something that he didn't know, he would find out. Ash hates bothersome things, and he finds schoolwork one of them. He'd decided early it would be better to learn coursework early so school wouldn't be so tiresome; therefore his infamy grew because of envy of his brilliance. Ash slightly smirked at his own thoughts.

"You going to order something or can we just get this over with already." Ash jumped slightly when he was pulled from his seat by the front of his shirt.

"Look here, fag. You don't talk to me like that, ever, and you're not going to start now!" Ash was released and fell back down into his chair with a scowl. This was why he hated this. Shen was a bully and Ash was his main victim. He never could understand why, but he had a general idea that his own no nonsense, sometimes bordering condescending, attitude attested to the way he was treated, but of course it's in a victim's nature to blame themselves for someone else's behavior and Ash would never become that person. He simply fixed his collar back to its original neatness and reached for his drink. Finishing it off and tossing it in the trash can standing next to him seemed to cause Shen's body to tense up. Shen mind went to dirty places as he saw the white cream stick itself to Ash's upper lip. He felt himself grow slightly hot, causing Ash to raise an eyebrow. Shen gestured for Ash to wipe his mouth and the other blushed slightly using his slight arms to clean the stain from his face.

This is what Ash was fearing the most. Though he didn't really want to admit it to himself, he liked Shen a lot. Ever since he first saw the guy shirtless in the gym's locker room, when he was covered in sweat no less, he harbored an embarrassing affection for the jerk. He didn't like Shen, but he liked him a lot. How fucked was this situation? Now for weeks, he was to tutor the guy personally at his or the other's house on as many subjects as he could. He just hoped he wouldn't embarrass himself or even worse, let his feelings for the other show. Ash doubted the jerk would take too kindly to another guy having impure thoughts about him.

'Shen, please! Harde-,' Shen punched himself slightly in the head trying to cleanse it of those evil thoughts. This was so fucking weird. He didn't think about anybody that way, let alone a guy. He prayed to the heavens that he wasn't blushing when he reached around to scratch the back of his neck out of embarrassment.

"Come on. Let's just get this over with so I can get back to Yuri." Ash nodded, grabbed his black and green backpack, and stood.

"Yeah."

A/N: Ahhh it feels kinda good to be writing again, maybe I'll draw some next. That'd all sounds fine and dandy, but I'll be focusing on this for a while like I said, that being said if I can keep Bravely Default out of my head, ahhhh I love me some Edea~! Anyway to all my lovely readers, please review, if you're a writer you know how good it feels to get responses to your works, if you aren't, it's a wonderful fucking feeling~! You should try it some time. Enough rambling. R&R please and I'll be inspired to get you the next chapter ASAP! Oh and for new folks who don't know this is a rewrite of my original story Meeting by Chance so If you wanna know how far the other readers are read that(though it's horrid to me now). So with the warnings for later, this story will contain yaoi, lemons, and eventual mpreg. Oh and angst out the ass~! Hehehe hope that doesn't run anyone off…