Juv: So here's chapter 2! Go me I got it out so soon! XD

Juvy: And it was all because of the reviewers. Thank you so much.

Juv: Really guys when we read your reviews about how much you liked this story we just had to get the next chapter out as soon as possible.

Juvy: Now every chapter won't be this quick but if reviews are as wonderful as the last batch we'll make the best of effort.

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Ryan took a deep breath. This was it; if Troy could confess to his best friend then he could confess to sister. Or so he thought. 'No I can do this.' Gabriella had told him he wasn't a poodle and Troy had repeated said that he was amazing when he put he mind to it. Or was it his mouth? 'Agh! Stupid Troy!'

Ryan shook his head clearing his thoughts, it's not as if she's the devil incarnate…'I'm so not being sarcastic either. Really I'm not.' And with this repeated thought he entered the domain, er-room, of his sister.

Ryan could feel his heart thumping through his bright red t-shirt-well it was Troy but he made it look good-sweat drip slowly down his brow, and his knees lock. What was he, in some cheesy horror film? One where the girl-next-door always leaps out of her shell and kicks ass at the climax when everyone dead? Yeah thanks supergirl you couldn't do that when we were getting killed off one by one? It was mindless movies of that nature that turned Ryan to musicals. And the fabulous clothes. Did he just think fabulous? And the world still didn't know he was gay? How blind was America? Was that bias?

"Ryan?" He turned, seeing his sister standing behind him. Well this wasn't good. How could he not have noticed that she wasn't in her room? He saw her stance leaking with irritation and wanted nothing more than to run. Troy could forgive him. He'd make it worth his while if he could only leave Shars' room right now.

This was so awkward. Here he was standing in the middle of her big pink room-why was her room this pink? What was she Barbie? -Not saying anything. He felt like an idiot.

This was is his big moment. This was bigger than winning the lead in his first school production or the time when he got a B on the stupid Math test with the teacher who had it out for him (they did really). This was even bigger than winning the Star Dazzle Award last summer. Almost bigger than when he and Troy started going out or when they did it for the first time…Wait nothing could be bigger then either of those things. They were life changing and he still had dreams about both of them, mostly the of second. Ah the wonderful dreams he had of the second…

"Ryan!"

Huh? Troy? Hot? Sweaty? Oh wait no, his sister, her room, pink, damn. Ryan cleared his throat causing Sharpay to raise a perfectly plucked eyebrow at him. "You see Shar, I had something to tell you," he began slowly.

"Is it important?" Sharpay snapped impatiently. Wasn't it bad enough he had dared to invade her precious room now he was spilling his lifetime movie crap on her? No way. She had a Brazilian wax soon and whatever he had to say could so wait.

"W-well, yeah sis, yeah it's really important." Well when he was looking at her with such kick-puppy eyes she supposed she could bless him with a few moments of her time. He had helped her get through that Brittany thing, how far the mighty had fallen. Her hair was once so amazing. That VMA hairstyle she was wearing on her head was disastrous…and her performance was horrible too but Shar never thought much of her talent. Not when she was so much better.

"Sit." Sharpay said simply strutting into her room. Ryan rolled his eyes at his twins' antics. He made way to sit down on her bed when she slapped him away glaring. He shot her a look that said 'where do you want me, on the floor?'

He watched as she grabbed a remote of her beau and pressed a button. Ryan turned around quickly startled by the sudden noise behind him. He was struck dumb as he saw a fluffy pink lounge chair rise beneath the floor. 'I knew she was eccentric but this?'

"Um sis," he spared her a glance, "don't her think this is a bit…much?" Ryan was almost afraid to hear her answer.

Scoffing she snappishly said no and told him to get on with whatever he needed to tell her. Oh right. Tell her. Tell her he was gay. That was easier said than done. Clearing his throat he began.

"Well sis you see…there's someone I like." This was a good start maybe he could tell her without telling her, as Troy did with Gabriella.

"Why am I supposed to care?" Of course Shar wasn't Gabriella so she wasn't going to make it easy.

Ryan coughed, "just listen," he said a bit more sternly. Shar looked momentarily surprised as she had over the summer and he took the intuitive. "Like I said I like someone. Someone who's not…not what you could…say…well…they…they'll really a-a…boy."

Silence.

Ryan opened his eyes not realizing he closed them and waited for Shar to yell or scream him about how he was sick or abnormal. But instead he found her filing her perfectly polished nails. He felt himself getting angry instead of grateful that she wasn't throwing something at him. "

"Shar, this is a practicably crucial moment in my life and I would greatly appreciate it if you would show some kind of emotion. You such a dramatic, but I didn't know it was all fake."

"I'm not fake!" Sharpay snapped.

"Oh that you react to but not the fact that I just spilled my guts about being gay!" He snapped back.

"What do you want me to do? Go to a Pride Parade with you?"

"What? No! Just-do something other than file your nails." Ryan let out irritated.

"Look Ryan here's the deal I love you. If you're gay, you're gay. It hardly changes anything about you. So you like boys, you know that actually works better for me… Hey Ryan, Jake Gyllenhaal or Viggo Mortensen?"

"Jake Gyllenhaal." Ryan replied automatically. He spotted Sharpay's smirk and shook his head. "Wait why?"

"Needed to know what kind of guys you go for. And it seems you go for the same guys as me so, she clear her throat with a loud ahem. "Look," she said pointing at him, "you me mall Friday you're going help me find cute guy." Shar stated with a snap of her fingers.

Ryan was dumbstruck to say the least. "By the way what do you think of Zeke?"

"Huh? What? Ew! No way checking out Troy's friends would be nasty!"

"Hm?" There was something fishy with the way Ryan put that and they way he was sweating and looking really, really suspicious. " Ry, who're dating?"

"No one." Ryan said far to quickly. "Uh, I mean," he laughed trying to cover up his nerves, "no one you know of course.

"I know everyone."

"Yeah, of course." What if his sister changed her mind about her acceptance because she still liked Troy? That'd be bad. Really bad. Darn his life had too much drama. Well it wasn't that bad. Not like one of those overdramatic Lifetime movies where the main character can't get a break and stuff…

"Ry?" Huh? What? Oh right Shar wanted to know whom he was dating. No chance in hell was he telling her though. No way. It was a locked secret. Never to leave his lips.

"Tell me or I'll tell mom and dad to set you up with the Martha girl down the street."

"Troy Bolton." He said almost immediately.

Crap, what happened to secret never to leave his lips. It wasn't that he didn't like Martha he just didn't know her. They never even talked; if he had been straight he probably would have had a crush on Gabriella. But then again with Troy being next to her looking so…hot. Okay so he'd be gay in any universe but still!

"No way Troy Bolton the Troy Bolton! Why he'd pick you over me?" Well that wasn't insulting.

"Gee Shar I don't know maybe cause he's gay?" Ryan said dryly.

"What about that Gabriella girl?"

"…Fine he's bi but still! If you try anything Shar." He said with a threat lacing through his voice.

"I wouldn't do that!" She screamed with a hand to her chest in a dramatic fashion. "I'm bitchy not evil! Besides how would it look if I took my gay brother's boyfriend? I'd never live it down." Sharpay scoffed.

"Does everything have to be about you?" There was a desert in his voice by now. Really dealing with Sharpay was a killer. He pitied her husband. "Hey," he stated absently, "aren't you going to be late for that wax thing?" Ryan asked pointing to her pink sparkly clock.

"Ah! Ryan I'm late I swear you and your boytoy will pay."

"Hey!" He yelled blushing. "He's not my…b-boytoy." Ryan stammered.

"Bet you guys use them anyway." She said franticly running around her room grabbing her purse.

"Use what?" Ryan asked naively with a tilt of his head.

Shar stopped at the frame of her door, "toys of course," and with that she ran out the room leaving Ryan bright red amongst all the pink.

"Aww you poor baby." Troy cooed as Ryan snuggled his face into Troy's pillows. He rubbed Ryan's back gently soothing out the knots of tensions that had curled up in Ryan's back and shoulders.

"Mmm, that feels good." Ryan purred burring his face deeper into the scent of Troy while trying to lean farther into that gentle touch gliding along his back.

"It didn't sound all that bad." Troy said trying to relieve some of Ryan's mental tension as well. It really didn't sound that bad, but then again, dealing with Sharpay was never a joy.

"Ugh yes it was." Ryan moaned. He lifted up his head and snaked himself around Troy. "Comfort me," he whined pouting his lips in such a way he knew it drive Troy crazy.

Troy smiled widely. "Gladly," and with that he leaned down for a kiss sealing his mouth to Ryan's passionately. Hearing a deep moan beneath him only drove him to press the tip of his tongue to press against Ryan's lips. Opening up quickly and taking the other's tongue Ryan began to take control of the situation as he always did. Twisting the positions around he straddled Troy weaving his arms tighter around the others neck.

Maybe talking to Shar wasn't so bad. If it landed him on top of Troy as comfort then he could live with go 'guy hunting' with her Friday.

"So Sharpay do tell what you've been up to." One of her nameless lackeys asked hoping in vain to gain some form of attention. Sharpay just scoffed at the girl's attempted and decided to, for once, tell the truth.

"Well my brother just confessed to me he's gay, and he's with the guy I've been crushing on for the past two years." She smirked at the girl's shocked faces. Especially the bruttnett who stopped short of applying her cherry pink shine lip-gloss and now looked like a badly drawn fish Ry drawn in the 2nd grade.

There was a chorus of 'Oh my gods!' and 'we so feel for you Sharpay.' One girl even tried to lay a 'comforting' hand on her shoulder but she slapped her away with a 'who gave you permission to touch me?'

It was fun to see the frilly-minded girls shocked and consoling but instead of basking in the attention and sympathy like she was supposed to rather she laughed. Sharpay truly couldn't find it in her heart to be angry with her brother. It was a strange feeling but one she found she quite liked. And with this strange feeling in her stomach she began to ponder her outfit for Friday's mall trip. Maybe Troy could come too help with the guy hunt.

Juv: This chapter was fun. I pictured Ryan as a guy that gets sidetracked very easily so I hoped I portrayed that well. The Tryan scene makes me nervous so give imput please. And Sharpay really wanted to steal the story I had to wrestle it back from her. Thanks for reading.