AN: Here is the FINAL chapter. Almost of all of my dramatic stories include rain. I believe the weather is like a character in itself, and its emotions reflect the mood of the story.

UnravellED 3

Eddy slammed the door behind him, panting on the front stoop. Storm clouds were now rumbling, trees in the distance swaying despairingly in the wind. Kevin and Rolf? What the hell was happening?

Eddy couldn't go home. Well, technically he could, but it would be too hard to explain this anxiety to his parents. He walked aimlessly to the side of the house and plopped himself on the grass below a high window.

"I feel terribly guilty," he heard Double D's voice say.

"No worries, Ed boy," said Rolf. "It had to be done."

"I am so grateful, you guys."

"No problem, man. We can handle a little pretend-gay act for a friend…That and pissing off Eddy is always rewarding."

"I had no intention of angering him, I only wanted to make him-"

"Jealous, Ed boy. We know!" said Rolf.

Eddy was caught on those words. Make him jealous? Why would Double D want him jealous… oh! Oh…

A moment later, Eddy saw Rolf walking down the driveway. He scooted further behind a bush and continued to listen, trying to hear clearly over the beginning storm.

"I hope that works, or at least gets it into Eddy's head that I'm not…"

"Not what?"

"I'm not sure… Not a nerd who will negate his making friends, like he thinks I am."

Eddy felt a twinge of guilt at those words. The storm was now making it too difficult to hear. He thought about rising, but somehow going home still sounded less than appealing. He sat in the grass as the rain began to trickle. Soon Kevin left the house and still Eddy didn't move.

He had to fix things with Double D. Eddy sighed. He supposed Edd was decent looking enough. Kind of girlish. He shivered at the thought of imagining a boy that way, or was it just the rain making him cold? Eddy stood, walking back to the door and knocking hard. A moment later Double D answered.

"Eddy?"

Eddy stepped inside, looking around as if he had never been in the place before.

"Eddy… I'm sorry about that, upstairs."

"Forget about it," said Eddy as he stared at the couch and back at Double D.

"Let me get you a towel," said Edd as he stepped towards the kitchen. He felt a hand wrap around his wrist and looked back at Eddy.

"Forget that too," Eddy said as he led the other to the couch. "Sit down."

Double D did what he was told and waited while Eddy stared off into space. "Lean back."

"What?" Edd asked. Eddy moved closer and pushed Edd onto his back, placing his knees between Edd's. The sudden actions were almost too much for Double D and he found himself forcing his mind to relax.

Stop thinking! Just let your mind relax, he told himself. His version of relaxing was quite intellectual, science recipes and word definitions whirling through his mind.

Mega…taka…cardiovascular: used, designed, or performed to cause a temporary increase in heart rate…Mega…

Eddy was kissing him. He was rough, vigorous, perhaps too much so. Edd had to repeat the thought. Eddy was kissing him. He was moving closer, a hand fumbling around without a target. Did Eddy even want to touch him?

mega… megalo… trauma: an injury to living tissue caused by an extrinsic agent…megalo.. megalo-what?

Eddy was acting distant. "This is what you've been wanting," he said, "I know you've wanted me."

Megalomaniac. Edd finally found it. Megalomania: a delusional mental disorder that is marked by feelings of personal omnipotence and grandeur.

Double D pulled away, "Megalomaniac."

"What?"

"Your report card said you were a Megalomaniac."

"Yeah, so? I don't even know what that means."

Double D had wriggled himself from beneath Eddy, to his feet and quickly up the stairs. He grabbed the red hat off his bed and went downstairs.

"You have my apology, Eddy. I'm correct in saying you don't really like me anyway."

Eddy shrugged. Edd sighed, stepping out the door and running down the street.

Kevin hadn't even noticed his hat was missing until he had almost reached his house. He was soaked by the time he was home, his red hair completely drenched. His hair had grown out a little more than how he used to have it, layers beginning at his ear. Still he had his trademark long strands, now plastered over his face from the rain. It didn't bother him too much that he had forgotten his hat. It was just another excuse to visit the Dork. He entered his house, grabbing a towel and drying off. No one was home, probably at an evening meeting or out food shopping. He felt a bit like a zombie walking around his room trying to change his clothes while remembering the events that day. He felt his face get hot just at the memory of that position he had been in with Double D. What crazy nerves he had developed to suggest that pose, that and the spontaneous kiss he had inflicted on Edd's neck. Kevin closed his eyes, replaying the moment when he could feel the boy's pulse against his mouth. Kevin suddenly felt like a vampire more than a zombie. He had to be going crazy!

It was little things about Kevin, Edd thought as he ran through the rain that made them similar. Some people wouldn't consider Kevin as intelligent, but that was because it wasn't blatant like Edd's. He had been thoroughly impressed watching Kevin's strategies for winning football games, strategies that surpassed the ideas of Kevin's own coach. They loved 60 minutes as well as some very unusual films, and Edd noticed that watching movies with Kevin was the first time in years that there wasn't someone constantly talking through the movie. Kevin talked a deal less than Double D, taking more care to say the right thing when he did. Sure, Kevin could be mean, but his intentions were never selfish, not like Eddy who's only aim was to improve his own circumstances. Kevin really noticed his environment and the people around him while Eddy was trapped by his enormous Id. Kevin was…

'Oh shut up,' Double D said to himself. 'Kevin's just Kevin.'

Kevin jumped as he heard his doorbell ring. Probably his parents without their keys. He opened the door, and there stood Double D, soaked to the bone and holding a familiar item.

"I… I brought your hat."

Kevin gaped. "Get inside! You're drenched." Kevin rushed to the kitchen for another towel, returning just as Double D had removed his shoes. "You didn't have to run through the rain for my hat," he said as he wrapped the towel around Double D. "I could have gotten it later."

Double D shrugged. "I wanted to bring it." He smiled slightly, holding onto the towel.

"You shouldn't go home until the storm passes. Let me get you some clothes."

"Oh, Kevin that's not necessary."

Kevin insisted, and Double D found himself changing in Kevin's bathroom. Double D finally came out, dressed in clothes far too large for him. Kevin smiled.

"You look decent in my clothes."

Double D laughed. "I'm sure I do."

They made their way to the living room, Kevin sitting on the couch and Double D standing by the window. "Eddy came back to the house after you left. Our little set up certainly had an impact on him."

Kevin felt a stab of disappointment. "That's good right, that he likes you back?"

Double D shook his head. "Kevin, I can't be friends with you anymore."

Kevin stood up, walking to the window. "Eddy put you up to this? Now that you're together he's telling you what to do?"

"Kevin."

"No really! I have to be honest about this. Eddy's an asshole and you shouldn't be with him. Why are you smiling?"

"I'm not with him."

"What?"

Double D's smile faded. "What I meant to say is that I can't just be friends with you anymore. It's such a shame that we've been neighbours for all these years and never been on good terms. Now we're finally friends and I have to ruin it because I like you too much."

"Did you ever think that all this time I couldn't be friends with you for the same reason? I wouldn't be able to restrain myself."

Double D's blush was too much to resist. Kevin leaned forward and kissed him, strong arms wrapping around Edd and pulling him close. Double D sighed into the kiss, his fingers pulling at Kevin's clothes. Kevin lifted a hand to touch Edd's face, and then slipped off his hat.

"Your hair is amazing," he said as he ran his fingers through the long strands. "You shouldn't wear a hat all the time."

Double D was already studying Kevin's hair, an array of different lengths that were cut in neat, auburn layers. He smiled into Kevin's ear. "I think that makes the two of us."

And that was the day two hats were abandoned.

The End.

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