(A/N) Chapter two of mah horribly twisted fanfic. XD I got some pretty awesome reviews so I'll continue with the editing and writing. Don't worry AlPein, I plan on keeping your cross-dressing fun in the story. :P I just have to figure out how to do it. Lolz. Comments about what's gonna happen next is always welcome!


"Damn it, Double Dork! You were almost road kill," the gruff voice yelled in an oddly memorable tone.

Edd felt his legs shake slightly from the shock of his narrow escape from the red heads motorcycle. He managed to get his weakened legs to work enough to get the rest the way across the street as Kevin turned off his bike to properly yell at the distraught Ed boy.

"I'm….I'm sorry, Kevin," Edd stuttered, his dark side still in complete shock and refusing to speak.

The angry red head yanked off his bike helmet and glared bitterly at the raven haired boy. He felt like slaughtering the flimsy looking teen for being in his way, but an even better thought occurred to him. Why pound the dork when there were better options? Options like finally being the next in line of being football captain. A slight grin slowly replaced Kevin's scowl as he shifted his weight on his motorcycle.

"Hey Dorky," the red head began to say, thinking of his sly plan, "How 'bout a ride to school?"

Double Dee felt his body freeze in shock. Why would, Kevin of all people, ask him for a free ride to school? It was absolutely baffling. It was true that Kevin would never do something like this, but when provoked by the senior football captain, he was willing to do anything.

'Whichever one of you morons can pull the twistedest and most insane prank will take my place as captain at the end of the year,' Kevin remembered his leader say.

He thought over the little bits and pieces of his plan while trying to act a little more friendly to the skeptical Ed boy. The essence of trickery showed itself when a final plan broke through the red heads mind. He stared at the small and naturally light curves of Edd's body in thought.

"He's so slender, he might as well be a….girl….," he said to himself the very second his ploy of deceit was hatched.

It took most of his willpower not to grin like a maniac when the complexity of his plan came to light. After all, he didn't need his target to get scared and run away. Edd however stared nervously at the wolf in sheep's clothing. Both sides of him were confused by the red heads actions, but he knew that in recent events, he should have expected more freaky things to happen today.

"Uh…sure…,"Edd stuttered finally, "Th…thank you…"

He cautiously stepped toward the red head, silently glad that he didn't have to walk the rest of the way to the school grounds. Nervousness wracked the small teenager. He observed the chrome and leather portions of Kevin's motorcycle warily. He had never rode one before and knew nothing about how it worked.

"Just sit behind me and grab a hold of my waist," the seemingly kind red head stated.

Kevin knew the basics of riding a bike in his sleep. All he had to do was keep eye contact with the boy standing in front of him and slip out his cell phone from his pocket so he could send a text to his leader.

"Lean when I do," Kevin continued to say without paying attention to his own words.

He kept the appearance of being solely concentrated on bike safety as he slipped his phone from the front pocket of his jeans and slid it up the sleeve of his shirt, right under his wrist. The distracted Edd nodded in agreement to the red heads rules and did as he was told. After a moment, Kevin felt his bike move a little from the added weight of the other boy and turned on his engine. He was aware that the bike's natural feel and sound was foreign to someone who never as much got near one before.

"Another little bit of luck for me," the red head happily thought, slipping his phone out just enough to text and not be seen.

Edd twitched and gripped Kevin's waist tightly when the bike came to life. Everything was becoming frighteningly real. He had never been near something like this and was scared that if he messed any little thing up, he could easily kill both of them. The red headed jock pressed the send key of his message and nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt Double Dee's fingers pressing roughly into his love handles. The nervous fingers flexed and moved, trying to find a good place to hold onto.

"Just do what I tell you and you'll be fine," Kevin said calmly, doing his best to ignore the naturally talented fingers laced around his hips.

Edd nodded once again, his fear blocking out any kind of comment from the darker portion of his mind. Without any hesitation or warning, the taller teen put his bike into gear and yanked back into the road, dragging a frantic Edd with him.


"Slow down!," Edd yelled, barely hearing himself over the loud rumble of the engine.

Kevin sped at least ten miles over the speed limit to distract the raven haired boy as he glanced down at orders from his leader via text message. For added measure, he jerked his bike expertly around corners, acting like it was Edd's fault that the turns didn't go smoothly.

"Quiet down Dorky," he yelled back, oddly calm, "we'll be there in a few minutes!"

"We'll be in the morgue in a few minutes too if you don't slow the hell down!," Edd's dark side blurted out venomously.

Kevin's fingers twitched on the throttle. He hadn't expected something like that to come out of Edd's mouth. As far as he could remember, Double Dee would never cuss. It was like a vile, foreign language to the hat totting teen. Realizing what he had said, Double Dee cowered slightly and leaned down against Kevin's muscular shoulders. The red head pulled back on the gas as they entered the football field attached to the school topping at least forty. Edd thought that his dark side was about to get himself killed before Kevin's driving would.

"You're funny," Kevin laughed, breaking Edd out of his depressing thoughts, "I wouldn't let that happen."

A nervous blush burned the raven's cheeks. He was being laughed at because of the blasphemy his dark side spurted out? All he knew about his cynical side was that it was always right, it liked to yell 'a lot', and it loved to cuss out anything with a pulse. Kevin grinned at the comment Edd made. It was a genuine smile because he knew that with his plan in action, that would most likely be the only humorous part of the experience to come. Kevin pressed the breaks and skidded into a stop near the actual football field, knocking an off kilter Ed boy into his back.

"We're here," he stated as if he knew where he was going all along.

Double Dee shakily got up off the bike and surveyed his surroundings. His classes were on the other side of the campus so why would Kevin park way out here? Many options flooded his overactive mind before he decided to ask.

"Why did you park way out here?"

The red head leaned forward on the handle bars of his motorcycle, feeling the heat of the engine radiate into him as it died down. He looked up into Edd's hazel eyes, thinking of how close they were to being green and pondered his next excuse.

"I got football practice in ten minutes," he stated with no hint of deception in his tone, "Besides, first period is almost over."

Edd looked down at the watch on his wrist and bit his lip when he saw the time. Kevin was right. Even with the speed of the devil, he was still late. The fear of hearing his mother and father yell at him through sticky notes made his stomach churn.

"Don't sweat it," the red head continued, seeing the obvious dread in Edd's face, "You can hang here with me till the bell rings."

The anxiety on Edd's face quickly turned to curiosity. Something didn't feel right, but honestly, nothing felt right since he stopped taking his meds.

"Are you sure," he asked, "We've never been alone for very long before?"

Something inside Kevin twitched at what the raven said. He was right. Through their entire childhood, he had done nothing, but play the cool guy. He used to yell dork at Edd and his friends, obsess about his bike (which hasn't changed much), and play sports to show off his macho side. Pretty much saying to the world; 'I'm a stud! Come and get me!'

"I'm sure," he answered, his voice strong and sure.

He wasn't entirely sure why those few words came so easily for him, but he didn't argue with it.

"How 'bought we sit on the bleachers so I can get the rest of my uniform on?," he immediately said to cover up the strength in his last comment.

Edd didn't argue, nor did his dark side. It seemed that the cynical side of his personality went into a shock induced coma and went silent in the back of his mind. The raven haired teen adjusted his hat slightly, waiting for Kevin so they could walk to the bleachers together.

"He's falling for it," the red head mused to himself, "This is just getting easier and easier. What a dork!"


Kevin slung his backpack over his shoulder and followed Edd's lead up the short stairway on the side of the steel bleachers. The red head glanced up, studying the frame of the Ed boy as he walked. He saw the raven's hips swing slightly at each step, his ass moving hypnotically at each move, and the slender curves of his body move in sync with each artfully performed action. Part of Kevin's mind thought of how good of a girl he would be when he told his leader the rest of his plan. The other part of him wished the dork was a girl so their intertwined paths could have been different. The red head thought of the latter option. The what if, burned his mind until another thought crashed into it.

He was bisexual. He never admitted it because of his position in high school. He wanted to be known as the school's top football captain and overall small town hot piece of ass, not the school jock with a gay boyfriend. Ever since sports camp during Jr. High, Kevin fell into the trickery of an innocent bet. Most of the kids laughed and thought it was funny to see who could last the longest kissing their teammates. Of course being a hot shot, Kevin did it. His partner, due to some twisted kind of fate was an actual homosexual. No one knew the truth about his partner, not even him until one night that Joseph asked him to meet him at his room.

Being the only pre-teen with a single room, it gave Joseph the opportunity to speak his mind without worrying about the other kids.

'I'm gay,' Kevin remembered Joseph saying very straightforwardly, 'I want to talk to you about it if it doesn't bother you.'

Being the hard headed jock he was, Kevin stayed and listened. It was a shock hearing that his friend was like that, because of the harsh comments he heard about homosexuality and bisexuality during his lifetime. After hearing Joseph speak his mind, the shock wore off into something more understandable. He learned many things from his partner that night. Things like how simple minded people are, how they fear something odd or unusual, or that Joseph was interested in him.


(A/N) BWAHAHAHA! Cliffy power, GO! XD Kevin's mind is fun to play with. Is our favorite red headed jackass having second thoughts and why did I put that little tid bit about Kevin's past together? Some may never know, but it's great filler. :D See ya mah lovely perverts!