A/N-It's been awhile since I wrote on here so I'm rusty…though my other stories weren't good in the first place~XD

Yes~ This is a slash~! Don't like, don't read~! Review plz and give me some suggestions~!

-Punky~

Two-Bit walked through Tulsa, going nowhere in particular, just walking. He then heard yelling of instructions and clapping and yells of encouragement and victory. He looked over to see his and Ponyboy's school. From where he was standing, he could see the track and see teens in shorts, tight white shirts, and running shoes. He snaked his fingers into the the small diamond shape holes in the fence when he noticed one teen in particular.

"You can do it Ponyboy!" His peers cheered as Two-Bit watched the young teen jump over hurdles like they were nothing, at the last one, Pony jumped and turned and bowed as people clapped and cheered. As Ponyboy walked towards the group, the couch pat his back and said something that Two-Bit couldn't understand.

After the couch said some things to the group of track stars, they all headed their different ways. Two-Bit kept his eyes on Ponyboy and walked over to catch up with the young greaser.

"Guess that explains why you're never home." Two-Bit smiled as he caught up with Ponyboy. Since the new track team started, Ponyboy's been more involved in his team and school that he was hardly around the gang, let alone home.

Darry surely didn't mind, he was actually happy for his little brother, track could get him into a good school and as long as he did his homework. Dally and Johnny weren't the happiest, Ponyboy completed their trio and they both knew, no one could replace Ponyboy. Steve didn't care much about it but secretly felt like it was weird not having the little "tag-along" actually…tag along…Soda kinda missed messing with his little brother and wished he'd come home sooner like he used to but Soda knew he was happy so he kept his mouth shut, no matter how much he missed just having his kid brother. Two-Bit though, was quieter. Two-Bit never really had a reason to joke around when Ponyboy wasn't around. The rest of the gang didn't get half his jokes and wouldn't rough-house with him like Ponyboy did. Nope, Two-Bit had to admit, the youngest was his best friend (even if Ponyboy didn't have a clue~)

"Sorry," Ponyboy smiled. "We're practicing for the school competitions for athletes, I might have to leave early in the morning for some extra training." Two-Bit rolled his eyes. What was he gonna do with this kid?

"Don't ya know that I'm bored without ya pouting and hollerin' uncle?" Two-Bit asked. Pony looked up and smiled.

"Didn't think I was torturing Two-Bit Mathew's by not torturing me." Pony smirked.

"Trust me kiddo," Two-Bit said taking out a cigarette. "You're causin' me great pain and dispare." He offered a cigarette to Pony, who refused.

"Well, as soon as the competitions are over, you can bother me all you want." Ponyboy said and looked up at a pouting Two-Bit.

"That's no fun!" Two-Bit complained. "That'll take forever!"

"Well, guess you'll have to find someone else to pick on." Pony smirked again and walked up the steps to his porch then turned back and smiled.

"You stayin for dinner?" Pony asked.

"Nah, ma wants me home. Sis is sick again." Two-Bit said and waved as he walked away from the Curtis house. Pony only smiled and walked in, with a slight blush.

He's so cute when he pouts…