Disclaimer: Ain't mine, never will be mine.
Right, so this is the next chapter, i hope i made Lash a bit more in character but if i havn't send me a message or a review on how i can improve it, heck, send me one anyway!
Chapter two.
As Warren and Lash sat together in the Cafeteria they held hands. Warren was having some trouble controling the small bubble of panic that had appeared in his chest and Lash was doing his best to help him.
Everyone was staring at them and Will was leading his group if friends across the Cafeteria, his face almost livid as they walked across the space separating the couple and the Stronghold gang. They looked like they were in an almost arranged formation, Will at the front next to Layla and Zach with Magenta and Ethan behind the two. Will was the only one really stomping his anger, Layle looked a little unsure, Magenta looked bored, Zach looked slightly more happy then the rest of them and Ethan was looking like he was trying not to melt.
"What's going on?" Will asked, his voice angry and confused at the same time.
"Always the dumb one, right Stronghold?" Lash smirked. Warren gave the hand he was holding an extra squeeze and muttered for him to play nice.
Magenta heard this and frowned slightly, and though questions were bubbling up inside of her, she didn't comment on it. She did find it a bit weird that it was Lash and Warren as a couple, after all, they had almost always seemed to hate each other but unlike the other idiots, she'd realised two months ago that they were dating. She'd seen the lust between them, and recently the love. However, she was enormously pissed that they hadn't told her and the gang, although in some aspects she understood why.
"He asked you a question" Layla hinted at them angrily. Layla didn't enjoy being angry, she had to sometimes pretend that she liked letting all the maddness inside of her out because if she didn't the bad guys would think she was too soft when she graduated Sky High. But now Layla was angry. She thought that Lash must be bribing Warren in some way so she aimed her words mostly at Lash.
Warren took a deep breath and prepared to give the dreaded answer, he didn't like it but since it was kind of obvious... But then Lash suddenly stood up. Although like always, Warren hid his emotions well, Lash was one of the people who knew him well enough to tell that he was upset with the way the people he thought of as friends were talking to him. Sometimes, the small things that Lash noticed scared him, like some part of him thought Lash must be getting too close. Like the closer he got, the more danger Warren was in from getting hurt by him.
"You have to right to come over here and demand explanations!" Lash ground out, his voice like a growl…a low, sexy growl. Warren shuddered at the sound of his voice. He tried not to let it show but from the gleam in Magenta's eye and small smile at her lips, he knew she had seen his reaction to the agressive side of Lash.
"But out you stupid, stretchy bastard" Will shouted. Even his friends were looking at him strangely. They understood he had a right to be angry but his was the first time he'd ever swore. Warren hated Will shouting at Lash and said so himself. Zach looked at him with uncertainty, not sure entirely why Warren was suddenly protecting the bully who'd hurt them all so many times. But Warren's arms were on fire as he chewed out his friends about how they should treat people.
"Say's you!" Ethan suddenly snorted, and once again people turned to look at another of the Stronghold group, who seemed to be getting more and more daring with every conversation, with incredulity. They knew that Ethan wasn't really one to speak up in front of everyone. Warren growled and Lash put a slightly restraining hand on Warren's arm. The couple ignored the way everyone's eyes zeroed in on the place where Lash's hand was resting.
Lash knew that if Warren seriously hurt one of his friends he would regret it. No matter how much Lash hated the group of do-gooders he wouldn't let Warren accidentally hurt one of his friends in a fit of anger. And god, did he hate them.
He hated the way they were almost always happy.
He hated the way they all grouped together when there was trouble.
He hated the way they were treating Warren.
He hated how they all thought of themselves as heroes even the stupid side kicks who weren't worth shit cakes.
He just plain hated them all. Though maybe not so much the one dressed in purple. He had seen the acceptance in her eyes. But she was still a sidekick and therefore needed being hated. He knew Warren didn't see things his way but they had already agreed to disagree.
Of course, he never actually mentioned any of this to his boyfriend but he knew Warren was already aware of it. Warren had his moments of hate as well, moments where Lash either became play target practice, rough sex toy or the hugger. None of which Lash really minded. Especially the sex one.
"Dude! C'mon War! We're all friends here, well…apart from Lash" Zach glowed slightly, his always too-bright personality showing through. Warren, however, just scowled.
"Don't call me War!" he snarled meanly, throwing a small fire ball towards the ground by Zach's feet, but taking care to make sure it didn't hit him.
A small frown flicked over Zach's face, because no matter how dumb people thought he was, he knew what Warren had done to make sure it didn't hurt him.
"What? Taking shots at your friends now?" Will sneered. Zack opened his mouth to tell Will that Warren wasn't going to hurt him but Principal Powers interrupted them all, stepping in the middle of the group, throwing a curious glance at Lash's hand which was still resting on Warren's arm.
"Mr. Livingston and Mr. Peace, what is going on here?" She asked calmly, eyeing the way Warren and Lash stood away from Warren's friends.
"Nothing" Lash answered, his words harsh and tight with tension. Powers narrowed her eyes and then looked at Will and his Crew. They all shrugged after exchanging looks. Sighing, she motioned for Warren and Lash to follow her. They didn't let it show but they were thankful to be out of the tension filled room. Although Warren more so then Lash because truthfully Lash wouldn't have hesitated much if they had hurt his Warren any further. Lash shook his head in amazement, he was still shocked that Warren was his though he knew Warren wouldn't want to be called owned, like you'd own a pet. Loving a boy was different to loving a girl. He'd only ever loved one girl and that had been Missy. But he didn't have to worry about the she-bitch because she and her stupid rich family had moved over three years ago. Her power had been to control her hair, she could make it grow, shorten, change colours and even turn razor sharp and things like that. Once she'd even managed to set it on fire. Never tried it again though. Apparently it gave her too many split ends. Anyway, more to the point. That was the only girl he had ever loved. And he didn't even know why he had loved her.
So yeah, the only girl. But Speed had known. They had been in love for a little while. Well, until Lash cheated on him with Warren. Only to find that Speed had been cheating on him with so many people, girls and boys that it was been hard to count. It would have been hard to count even if he was like Harry and have ten hands. And maybe even Harry would have had some trouble.
When they arrived a the white room Principal Powers gave them a stern look and a small smile, as if she knew it wasn't really their fault but that they had wanted to get away from Will and his other friends. When she left them, Warren and Lash opted to sit on the floor in the corner instead of the hard chairs. Thay found themself in the same position as they had been in at Lash's house. Warren started a conversation off the top of his head in an attempt to calm his boyfriend down.
When he finally felt Lash relax against him with a small, subdued sigh, a sigh made up of relief and love, he let out a small, crooked smile.