Ello all! I've been feeling a little inspired, so I decided I would write a little fanfiction and post it here. It's called Life In Technicolor. Please let me know what you think and if you would like me to continue!

It's completely AU. Its based off of one of my favorite Bollywood movies. This isn't merely a BL/NH story; all of our favorite One Tree Hill characters will make appearances throughout.

Chapter One - The Man Who Would Be King

Oh love don't let me go

Won't you take me where the streetlights glow?

I could hear it coming

I could hear the sirens sound

Now my feet won't touch the ground

"There are only thirty seconds left on the clock folks, and the Blue Devils are still behind by five points. And it looks like Coach K is using up the final time out of the game. Hopefully our Blue Devils still have some of that blue and white magic left in them!" Marvin 'Mouth' McFadden was sitting on the edge of his seat alongside with every other person in Cameron Indoor Stadium. It was the final game before a long summer break for the Duke University students. And this game was like no other; it was the last game against the Tar Heels of the University of North Carolina, so the importance of winning was tenfold.

Mouth, as he was called by most, was the basketball commentator for Duke University. He had been doing this almost all of his life and had found a true passion in it. The light brown haired, McFadden, looked out at the crowd surrounding the shiny basketball court. This was it. This was exactly where he was supposed to be and exactly what he wanted to be doing. The energy in the stadium alone was enough to power at least ten Suns. Duke blue and white were everywhere and the attention of every Duke student was at the small huddle of Blue Devils basketball players.

Mouth looked on as Coach K held the attention of all his players, and he, like the rest of the crowd, was trying to find out what the Blue Devils had up their sleeve. Within seconds, the cluster of jerseys tightened up and a loud "BLUE DEVILS" was heard, signaling the end of the time out and the beginning of a very crucial thirty seconds for every student at Duke University.

"And that's the end of the time out. If you're a Duke student and aren't watching this game, let me tell you, you're cursed to have a horrible summer. All eyes are focused on the starting five Blue Devils; the most talented group of basketball players Duke has ever seen. Here we go! Henderson passes the ball to Singler as he dribbles it up the court and the ball goes to Jake Jagielski! Jagielski has been on a ROLL! And he goes for the three pointer, and HE MAKES IT. DUKE SCORES DUKE SCORES! Now we're only down by two points and the Tar Heels have the ball. Lawson, who has been UNC's lead scorer tonight dribbles the ball up the court, but THERE'S A STEAL! Jordan Davidson with the steal! And he quickly passes it to number three, Lucas Scott!"

Lucas Scott. Number three for the Duke University Blue Devils. Junior. As the blonde haired basketball player caught the ball in his hands, the world seemed to slow down. The cries and cheers of the inhabitants of the stadium seemed to drown themselves out. All Lucas Eugene Scott knew was that there were ten seconds left on the clock and he was standing behind the three point mark. It was up to him to make this shot and win the game. As Lucas prepared to take the shot an all too familiar voice came into his head.

"If you want to be someone in life, if you want to achieve something, if you want to win something, always listen to your heart. And you'll see, you'll be able to cross any hurdle, all your problems will vanish, victory will be yours. Only yours."

And as Lucas Scott released the basketball from his hands sending it towards the basket, the entire crowd stood up in anticipation of the results, including Mouth McFadden. All the players sitting on the sidelines stood up, and all the players on the court turned their attention to the destination of the basketball. All eyes were turned to Lucas Scott, the blonde haired blue eyed basketball player. And Lucas' eyes were on the ball that had just left his hands.

As the clock wound down five, four….

The basketball found itself getting closer and closer to the net.

Three, two…

Until the ball finally made its way inside the basketball net.

One.

One three point shot from Lucas Scott was all it took to win the game.

"DUKE WINS! DUKE WINS! LUCAS SCOTT HAS JUST WON THE GAME FOR DUKE! HE IS KING!" Mouth couldn't contain his excitement, like the rest of the crowd and joined all of Duke University in the celebration that was taking place in the middle of the basketball court.

Lucas Scott found himself surrounded by his basketball team. Everyone giving him high fives and hugs. Coach K giving him a congratulatory pat on the back. The entire stadium was pouring towards him.

"We did it!" Lucas said to his teammate and good friend Jake Jagielski.

"Nah man! That was all you! You made that shot!" Jake yelled back while giving Lucas a big hug.

"Luke! Luke! THAT WAS GREAT!" Mouth fought his way through the crowd trying to find his way closer to his oldest and dearest friend. He finally reached Lucas and gave him a warm hug as well. In that moment, not only was Mouth filled with immense pride for his school, but also a pride for his friend Lucas Scott. The right man had taken the final shot of this crucial game.

Lucas Scott stood at the center of the world in that moment. All attention on him, and he truly was king. If there was heaven on earth, this was it for Lucas. He had won the game for his team and he was surrounded by some of the most important people in his life: his teammates and his friends. Lucas knew that this was going to be one of the moments of his life that he would remember forever. One of the moments he would tell his children and his grandchildren about, and one of the moments that he believed defined him as a person. But for a moment that held so much importance for twenty year old Lucas Scott, the three most important people in his life seemed to be absent. His mother. His father. His brother.

Now my feet won't touch the ground

Now my head won't stop

You wait a lifetime to be found

Now my feet won't touch the ground.

Thank you so much for reading. Please let me know what you think, any feedback would be doubly appreciated!