Disclaimer: I don't own any recognizable characters mentioned in this non-profit Non-copyright infringement..-ing fic. If I did...Hunter and Dustin would be in my closet....and we'll squeeze Blake in while we're at it.
Author's Note: Again, this fic is based off a Youtube video by CPT21, and yeah. So, I have this story all written out, begining to end and I'm totally stoke because it really is totally different than CPT21's fic...that's just me? But I relly think when you read they two you'll be like O.o or something like that! XDD anyway, I think you might like this chap...or may want Hunter to flip a


"It's quittin' time boys!" Blake announced as he flipped the open sign and rubbed his hands together with a grin before pocketing them. "Hey, you-uh gotta ride Dustin?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna get a ride with Hunter" he answered as he brought a damp white cloth across the front counter.

"Alright, catch ya later then, see ya bro!" He called to the back where Hunter was tuning up a bike then a honk drew him outside.

Dustin flipped the towel over in his hand as he moved to the second counter and started wiping it down. It had been almost a week and a half since he seriously thought about his and Hunter's relationship on a splitting level, he knew from the crimson ninja's point of view, their relationship was fine...a little strained, but fine. Dustin on the other hand saw that their relationship was wearing thin...more like he was wearing thin.

"You ready?" Hunter asked from his low spot next to the bike.

"Almost" He sighed and quickly wiped up the counter.

***

"Can I tell you something dude?" The earth ninja looked out the window and bit his thumb nail, he didn't want to say this but if they kept going like they had been for the past almost month now....

"Sure" He cut the engine and looked straight out the windshield at the earth ninja's garage.

The wind ninja looked over to him, "I think...we should stop seeing each other..." His voice was low but Hunter picked up each word, even how Dustin ever so slightly hesitated when he said 'stop'. He knew Dustin didn't want to...neither did he.

"Why?"

"I just think it's better" He lamely explained.

"Is this about what I haven't been saying to you?" The thunder ninja gripped the steering wheel with his left hand, this was ridiculous, sure he knew their relationship was crumbling a bit be he knew if they tried, if they worked together, they could work it out. To have Dustin call it quits and throw in the towel just because he did say those three little words was...well let's just call it like it is, it was total bullshit. He would expect a move like this from a chick but not Dustin.

"Thanks for the ride man" The yellow ninja opened the truck door but Hunter's voice stopped him.

"Dustin-"

"Don't even say it now dude...just..." He shook his head as looked at his dangling feet outside of the truck before he jumped out, Hunter hated when he slid off the seats, he shut the door behind him and walked up to his home, not sparing a glance back. The thunder ninja's steel blue eyes were following his back till his yellow form was hidden by tall green bushes then he started up the engine and left.

He saw it coming; he knew something like this was going to happen sooner than later, even still he was frustrated. Why couldn't Dustin see that he felt the same...scratch that, he knew Dustin knows how he feels, he just wanted to hear it, that was bullshit. He ran a red light, nearly taking out a white Geo, bullshit car. He was forced to a stop when a Pepsi truck broke in front of him at the next red light, bullshit drink, and he couldn't go around because of surrounding traffic, fuck.

Hunter pushed a button on the steering wheel and the cab of his truck filled with a male radio personality saying, "-by Cartel" The opening of drums and guitar reached his ears and his hands moved over the steering wheel like he was revving his bike, bull shit song, he was never a big fan of alternative rock or whatever this was, Dustin had this station on. Channels one and two were Blake's music, three to four were programmed for the earth ninja while the five was his and six was a station that played music they all liked.

A line of the song asked about being open and honest with yourself, he immediately clenched his jaw and shook his head as he moved his foot from the break pedal to the gas. He felt like he was living out a badly timed movie because the song reminded him of the relationship that basically ended about two minutes and forty seconds ago.

Well, he knew the song was right about one thing, things would never be the same.