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Portman growled as someone pounded on the door. He glanced at
the clock; it read 6:00. He groggily shook his head and glanced
at Fulton, who was still asleep, and stumbled to the door, not
caring he was only in his boxers.
"Yeah?" he grunted as he swung the door open. He was
surprised to see Charlie, Banks,Connie, and Julie. "What do you want?"
"Portman, we need to talk to Fulton; it's important,"Charlie said.
Portman glared at them, and looked back to where his friend was sprawled on his
back across his bed, asleep. "He's sleeping, you do realize it's six in the morning?!"
"Listen Portman,"Connie started just to be cut off as Banks thrust a flier in
his face.
It took Portman a moment to concentrate on the flier, after all it was early and
he was surprised at not only the title but the picture. It read:
'FULTON REED A FLAMER IN DISGUISE,'
and under that was a picture of Fulton with his arm around a kid with bright
orange hair, and he was wearing a shirt that read 'Always Forward, never straight.'
Portman's mouth dropped open, sure he had had his suspicions, but if the flier was
true... He was slightly hurt his friend hadn't told him. He looked back at Fulton and then at
the others in the doorway before motioning them in and walking over to Fulton and poking him
to wake him up.
Fulton slowly opened his eyes,"Wha? Dean? What in the hell are you waking me up for? My
alarm hasn't even gone off." He growled and rolled over.
Connie wasn't able to keep in the giggle that threatened to break loose at that....
Fulton sounded as if he were scolding a child. She hadn't really hung out with the two boys and
was surprised that they seemed so at ease with each other.
"Come on Fulton, you need to wake up, we have a situation,"Portman said, smirking
slightly at the giggling Connie and Julie, who seemed to be shaking with silent laughter.
"I didn't do it," Fulton yawned as he sat up. "I didn't know that they would be all
whiney about the damn ants," he whispered. Still halfway in his dream, he leaned on Portman
and finally noticed the now four laughing people in their room.
"Hey Dean, why're they here?"
Everyone sobered up as Portman handed Fulton a flyer. The others in the room watched
as he was suddenly instantly awake.
"Oh shit,"he whispered,"this is bad."
"Is it true?"Banks whispered.
"Who's the boy?"Julie asked at the same time.
"It's my cousin and this was taken at his 'Coming out' party two years ago,"Fulton
said with a sigh, running his hands through his hair nervously.
"Hey man," Portman put his hand on his friend's shoulder,"are you gay?You can tell me,
you know."
"Yeah, we'll stand behind you no matter what,"Connie said, and the others nodded.
"I'm gay,"Fulton said softly to them, looking up with worried eyes. He was glad however,
when all he saw was understanding.
"We're going to go tell the others, because they aren't sure if it's a rumor or if it's
true, ok?"Charlie said.
Connie smiled and hugged Fulton. She couldn't help it; she knew he was going to go
through a lot in times to come and she wanted him to know that he had friends. Sure she was
surprised, but who was she to tell him how to live and who to love. As she let go she noticed
that Portman looked a little jealous and grinned inwardly....maybe she and Julie could do
some matchmaking. She joined the others in the hallway and closed the door to the boy's room.
Julie grinned,"I never realized how much we didn't know about those two, they are so
gentle to each other, it's sweet you know."
"I think they are judged way too fast by people,"Adam said with a smile of his own and
a wink at Charlie. They headed off to talk to the others.
~Back in the room~
"Fulton, why didn't you tell me?" Portman asked gently, sencing his friend was rather
distraught over everything. He kept his hand on Fulton's shoulder, to show that he supported him
and was there for him.
"You know how I said my cousin had a 'coming out' party? He said to tell my parents,"
Fulton said looking at Portman. Portman nodded as he continued, "I told them and it wasn't
good. My parents argued constantly and finally my father decided that he couldn't take it
and left; haven't seen him since.My mother only says one word at a time to me and acts
like I have the plague, and my brother hasn't spoken to me since. I was afraid to loose
you as my friend," He whispered softly.
"Fulton, listen to me, you will always be my friend no matter what happens, alright?"
Portman said. He was in turmoil inside, though; his friend had already gone through so
much and now he would have to deal with more. As he looked at his friend he couldn't help
but notice how adorable he looked all sleep-ruffled, his hair everywhere and now a small
smile on his face. He glanced at the clock,"You up to classes?"
Fulton sighed and glanced at the flyer and then to his bed,"Not at the moment, you go
ahead I think I'll just sleep some more. I'll join you at lunch."
Portman smiled and ruffled his friend's hair. "You'll be ok?"
Fulton smiled. "Dean, I'm a big boy I can deal with it, go ahead I'll see you later."
Portman smirked and left the room heading to get some breakfast.
***
Fulton walked quickly down the hall but stopped as he heard raised voices coming from
the next hallway, going over there he was surprised to see Tyler harassing the girls from the
day before, Issa and Meme. He knew that tyler was the one responsible for the flyers and his
anger mounted even more then before. He threw himself at Tyler and shoved him up against the
wall.
"Hart, what the hell are you playing at? They are girls and smaller than you; leave
them alone," Fulton hissed. Tyler threw a punch and then the fight really began.
No one noticed Averman and Goldberg run towards the cafeteria.
~Around the exact same time in the cafeteria~
Portman sat down at the end of the table, slightly away from Connie, Julie, Charlie,
Adam, Luis, and Kenny. They were talking and he had heard his name so he began to listen.
"So tell me Charlie," Luis said, "why do you think Fulton likes Portman?"
"Well, many reasons," Charlie said is a sly voice,"do you remember the first day of
school, when we made our...erm, grand entrance? Well that morning I had gone by to get Fulton
and found him hitting hockey pucks into a suit case; he looked upset. He told me that Portman
wasn't coming here and then he kept going on and on about how there couldn't be just one Bash
Brother, and what would we call him? 'Mr. Bash?' He was really upset about it. Then when the
varsity jerks said that Portman was scared, he jumped all over him standing up for Portman,"
Charlie finished.
"So," Kenny said,"that doesn't mean he likes him."
"Men," Julie muttered, "did any of you notice his face when Portman came into the
locker room and announced he was going to school here? He looked like he had been given a million dollars,
and his face just lit up. Don't even get me started on when Portman stipped in the penalty box
Fulton was practically drooling."She giggled.
"Still," Luis was cut off as Averman and Goldberg ran up to the table.
"Fulton...fighting tyler, in the hallway," they gasped out.
Portman was on his feet and out of the door before anyone. A crowd had already gathered
around the fight, but Portman pushed his way through the crowd just in time to see Tyler punch
Fulton in the face, without another thought he threw himself at Tyler and had the guy in a
headlock. He was seriously pissed as he watched Fulton wipe blood from his nose.
He yanked Tyler upright, slung him against the wall, and hissed,
"If you ever come near Fulton again I swear you will not live long enough to even
touch him."
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!"A voice rang out. The crowd parted and the boys sprung
apart just in time as Mrs. Hartly came through the crowd,"Well?" She demanded.
"Nothing," Tyler said darkly,"just a misunderstanding."
Mrs. Hartly huffed, looking between the boys,"well everyone get to class and let it not
happen again." She said before stalking off.
Portman sent one last glare at Tyler before going to Fulton and leading him from the
hallway towards their rooms so they could talk privately.
When they got to their room, he sat Fulton down on his bed and went to get a wet
washcloth. Then he gently cleaned the blood off of Fulton's face and smiled gently.
"Looks like he was worse off then you, you only got a little bloodied up, and he'll
be bruised for weeks. But are you ok?"
Fulton smiled softly, "Yeah Dean, thanks for stepping in, but I could've taken him."
"I know, but he pissed me off when he hit you. Tell me, why did you jump him, was it
just because of the flyers? Or did he do something else?" He asked.
"No, the fliers made me pissed, but what drew the line was that he was picking on Issa
and Meme, the girls we met yesterday. So I shoved him against the wall and it all went to hell."
Fulton said with a wry grin, and took the cloth from his nose, seeing it had stopped bleeding.
"Ahhhh, I would have done the same, you do realize he's just going to treat you worse
now? Also, the rumor has been around and most of the school isn't happy about you being gay.
I want you to know, though, the team and especially me are backing you the whole way,"
Portman said and hugged his friend. He was once again aware of how pretty his friend looked...
he didn't want to think those thoughts, though, just because his friend was gay didn't mean he
could suddenly have a crush on him. He decided just to act normal and hide his feelings and
see what happened, and if he did tell Fulton, it wouldn't be for a long while, until everything
else blew over.
A knock at the door pulled them from their thoughts, it was Issa and Meme.
"Thank you so much for defending us Fulton," Meme said with a grin.
"Are you ok, though?"Issa asked.
Fulton laughed and nodded,"No problem, he is a jerk."
"Ok, well we need to get to class, see you around,"Meme said quickly and both girls
ran off down the hall.
Portman laughed and teased Fulton, "Looks like you have a fan club."
"Dean, are you sure you don't mind me being in the same room with you?" Fulton asked.
"Listen Fulton, I don't mind. So stop asking," Portman said with a laugh. "Now, you and
I are going to go play some one on one hockey to get your mind off of what's going on, so get
your junk and let's go."
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Portman growled as someone pounded on the door. He glanced at
the clock; it read 6:00. He groggily shook his head and glanced
at Fulton, who was still asleep, and stumbled to the door, not
caring he was only in his boxers.
"Yeah?" he grunted as he swung the door open. He was
surprised to see Charlie, Banks,Connie, and Julie. "What do you want?"
"Portman, we need to talk to Fulton; it's important,"Charlie said.
Portman glared at them, and looked back to where his friend was sprawled on his
back across his bed, asleep. "He's sleeping, you do realize it's six in the morning?!"
"Listen Portman,"Connie started just to be cut off as Banks thrust a flier in
his face.
It took Portman a moment to concentrate on the flier, after all it was early and
he was surprised at not only the title but the picture. It read:
'FULTON REED A FLAMER IN DISGUISE,'
and under that was a picture of Fulton with his arm around a kid with bright
orange hair, and he was wearing a shirt that read 'Always Forward, never straight.'
Portman's mouth dropped open, sure he had had his suspicions, but if the flier was
true... He was slightly hurt his friend hadn't told him. He looked back at Fulton and then at
the others in the doorway before motioning them in and walking over to Fulton and poking him
to wake him up.
Fulton slowly opened his eyes,"Wha? Dean? What in the hell are you waking me up for? My
alarm hasn't even gone off." He growled and rolled over.
Connie wasn't able to keep in the giggle that threatened to break loose at that....
Fulton sounded as if he were scolding a child. She hadn't really hung out with the two boys and
was surprised that they seemed so at ease with each other.
"Come on Fulton, you need to wake up, we have a situation,"Portman said, smirking
slightly at the giggling Connie and Julie, who seemed to be shaking with silent laughter.
"I didn't do it," Fulton yawned as he sat up. "I didn't know that they would be all
whiney about the damn ants," he whispered. Still halfway in his dream, he leaned on Portman
and finally noticed the now four laughing people in their room.
"Hey Dean, why're they here?"
Everyone sobered up as Portman handed Fulton a flyer. The others in the room watched
as he was suddenly instantly awake.
"Oh shit,"he whispered,"this is bad."
"Is it true?"Banks whispered.
"Who's the boy?"Julie asked at the same time.
"It's my cousin and this was taken at his 'Coming out' party two years ago,"Fulton
said with a sigh, running his hands through his hair nervously.
"Hey man," Portman put his hand on his friend's shoulder,"are you gay?You can tell me,
you know."
"Yeah, we'll stand behind you no matter what,"Connie said, and the others nodded.
"I'm gay,"Fulton said softly to them, looking up with worried eyes. He was glad however,
when all he saw was understanding.
"We're going to go tell the others, because they aren't sure if it's a rumor or if it's
true, ok?"Charlie said.
Connie smiled and hugged Fulton. She couldn't help it; she knew he was going to go
through a lot in times to come and she wanted him to know that he had friends. Sure she was
surprised, but who was she to tell him how to live and who to love. As she let go she noticed
that Portman looked a little jealous and grinned inwardly....maybe she and Julie could do
some matchmaking. She joined the others in the hallway and closed the door to the boy's room.
Julie grinned,"I never realized how much we didn't know about those two, they are so
gentle to each other, it's sweet you know."
"I think they are judged way too fast by people,"Adam said with a smile of his own and
a wink at Charlie. They headed off to talk to the others.
~Back in the room~
"Fulton, why didn't you tell me?" Portman asked gently, sencing his friend was rather
distraught over everything. He kept his hand on Fulton's shoulder, to show that he supported him
and was there for him.
"You know how I said my cousin had a 'coming out' party? He said to tell my parents,"
Fulton said looking at Portman. Portman nodded as he continued, "I told them and it wasn't
good. My parents argued constantly and finally my father decided that he couldn't take it
and left; haven't seen him since.My mother only says one word at a time to me and acts
like I have the plague, and my brother hasn't spoken to me since. I was afraid to loose
you as my friend," He whispered softly.
"Fulton, listen to me, you will always be my friend no matter what happens, alright?"
Portman said. He was in turmoil inside, though; his friend had already gone through so
much and now he would have to deal with more. As he looked at his friend he couldn't help
but notice how adorable he looked all sleep-ruffled, his hair everywhere and now a small
smile on his face. He glanced at the clock,"You up to classes?"
Fulton sighed and glanced at the flyer and then to his bed,"Not at the moment, you go
ahead I think I'll just sleep some more. I'll join you at lunch."
Portman smiled and ruffled his friend's hair. "You'll be ok?"
Fulton smiled. "Dean, I'm a big boy I can deal with it, go ahead I'll see you later."
Portman smirked and left the room heading to get some breakfast.
***
Fulton walked quickly down the hall but stopped as he heard raised voices coming from
the next hallway, going over there he was surprised to see Tyler harassing the girls from the
day before, Issa and Meme. He knew that tyler was the one responsible for the flyers and his
anger mounted even more then before. He threw himself at Tyler and shoved him up against the
wall.
"Hart, what the hell are you playing at? They are girls and smaller than you; leave
them alone," Fulton hissed. Tyler threw a punch and then the fight really began.
No one noticed Averman and Goldberg run towards the cafeteria.
~Around the exact same time in the cafeteria~
Portman sat down at the end of the table, slightly away from Connie, Julie, Charlie,
Adam, Luis, and Kenny. They were talking and he had heard his name so he began to listen.
"So tell me Charlie," Luis said, "why do you think Fulton likes Portman?"
"Well, many reasons," Charlie said is a sly voice,"do you remember the first day of
school, when we made our...erm, grand entrance? Well that morning I had gone by to get Fulton
and found him hitting hockey pucks into a suit case; he looked upset. He told me that Portman
wasn't coming here and then he kept going on and on about how there couldn't be just one Bash
Brother, and what would we call him? 'Mr. Bash?' He was really upset about it. Then when the
varsity jerks said that Portman was scared, he jumped all over him standing up for Portman,"
Charlie finished.
"So," Kenny said,"that doesn't mean he likes him."
"Men," Julie muttered, "did any of you notice his face when Portman came into the
locker room and announced he was going to school here? He looked like he had been given a million dollars,
and his face just lit up. Don't even get me started on when Portman stipped in the penalty box
Fulton was practically drooling."She giggled.
"Still," Luis was cut off as Averman and Goldberg ran up to the table.
"Fulton...fighting tyler, in the hallway," they gasped out.
Portman was on his feet and out of the door before anyone. A crowd had already gathered
around the fight, but Portman pushed his way through the crowd just in time to see Tyler punch
Fulton in the face, without another thought he threw himself at Tyler and had the guy in a
headlock. He was seriously pissed as he watched Fulton wipe blood from his nose.
He yanked Tyler upright, slung him against the wall, and hissed,
"If you ever come near Fulton again I swear you will not live long enough to even
touch him."
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!"A voice rang out. The crowd parted and the boys sprung
apart just in time as Mrs. Hartly came through the crowd,"Well?" She demanded.
"Nothing," Tyler said darkly,"just a misunderstanding."
Mrs. Hartly huffed, looking between the boys,"well everyone get to class and let it not
happen again." She said before stalking off.
Portman sent one last glare at Tyler before going to Fulton and leading him from the
hallway towards their rooms so they could talk privately.
When they got to their room, he sat Fulton down on his bed and went to get a wet
washcloth. Then he gently cleaned the blood off of Fulton's face and smiled gently.
"Looks like he was worse off then you, you only got a little bloodied up, and he'll
be bruised for weeks. But are you ok?"
Fulton smiled softly, "Yeah Dean, thanks for stepping in, but I could've taken him."
"I know, but he pissed me off when he hit you. Tell me, why did you jump him, was it
just because of the flyers? Or did he do something else?" He asked.
"No, the fliers made me pissed, but what drew the line was that he was picking on Issa
and Meme, the girls we met yesterday. So I shoved him against the wall and it all went to hell."
Fulton said with a wry grin, and took the cloth from his nose, seeing it had stopped bleeding.
"Ahhhh, I would have done the same, you do realize he's just going to treat you worse
now? Also, the rumor has been around and most of the school isn't happy about you being gay.
I want you to know, though, the team and especially me are backing you the whole way,"
Portman said and hugged his friend. He was once again aware of how pretty his friend looked...
he didn't want to think those thoughts, though, just because his friend was gay didn't mean he
could suddenly have a crush on him. He decided just to act normal and hide his feelings and
see what happened, and if he did tell Fulton, it wouldn't be for a long while, until everything
else blew over.
A knock at the door pulled them from their thoughts, it was Issa and Meme.
"Thank you so much for defending us Fulton," Meme said with a grin.
"Are you ok, though?"Issa asked.
Fulton laughed and nodded,"No problem, he is a jerk."
"Ok, well we need to get to class, see you around,"Meme said quickly and both girls
ran off down the hall.
Portman laughed and teased Fulton, "Looks like you have a fan club."
"Dean, are you sure you don't mind me being in the same room with you?" Fulton asked.
"Listen Fulton, I don't mind. So stop asking," Portman said with a laugh. "Now, you and
I are going to go play some one on one hockey to get your mind off of what's going on, so get
your junk and let's go."
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