Summary: The cell phone. A wonderful invention or a horrible distraction? A collection of various parings answering the phone while occupied.

A/n: I think I wrote this because I have to go back to school today (Yes, on Easter), and I really don't want to. However, it is just because I hate college not because of someone. Enjoy!

Pairing: Chyan

Timeline: After they graduate. Springtime.

Word count: Almost 800

Genre: Drama

Setting: Both are going to college, Ryan in NYC and Chad closer to home. Ryan was home for spring break, but now he has to go back.

"Don't Go"

They both stood in Chad's driveway by Ryan's car.

"I don't want you to go," Chad said bluntly.

"I don't want to," Ryan said back.

"Then don't," he said knowing that couldn't happen.

"You know I can't," he said putting a hand on his cheek, "I have to go," he said then kissed the other boy gently.

"I don't think getting an education is going to make up for how much I'm going to miss you," Chad commented.

"I know, but it will be worth it in the long run," he said trying to keep both of their hope high.

"When will I see you next?" He asked. He couldn't get the money for a plain ticket and neither parent would supply it. Neither pair being supportive of their relationship. Therefore, they had to wait for whenever Ryan could get the money and time to come home or there was a vacation.

"I'm not sure," he said, "I might have a weekend in April, but if I don't, I won't be back until the end of May."

"That's a long time. Promise you won't cheat on me," Chad said knowing of Ryan's past promiscuity.

"I would never think of that in a million years."

Not right now, but that's a long time, almost forever."

"I know, but any bit of pleasure I would be getting from someone else could never make up for the amount of pain I would be causing you," he said receiving a long kiss from Chad, "Anyways, once I'm back, I'll be home the whole summer."

Chad sighed, "I'm doing a basketball camp thing practically all summer," he informed.

"You don't have to."

"I'm going to be a counselor and it looks really good on paper," he said, "And if I do a well enough job, it'll help me in transferring to a real college."

"Community College is real college."

"Not to me, but that doesn't matter now," he said pulling Ryan towards him, "Please, don't leave," he said wrapping his arms around the blond boy's hips.

"I wish I didn't have to," he said putting his arms about the taller boy's neck and pulling him into a long hug.

Both wishing it would never end.

Quietly, from Ryan's pocket, his cell phone started to vibrate.

They broke their hug and Ryan slowly reached into his pants. Retrieving the phone, he looked at the front then answered it.

"Hello," he said sadly.

"Ducky, where are you?" his mother asked concerned.

He winced at the use of the nickname that used to bring him happiness, "I'm with Chad," he said not beating around the bush.

"Oh," she said sounding disappointed, "You need to come home. You have an early flight tomorrow and we need to know what you want pack."

"Okay, Mother, I'll be home within the hour," he said then hung up not waiting for an answer. He wasn't as close to his mother, and his father for that matter, as he used to be. Mainly because they didn't like Chad. They thought he was a nice boy, but not for their son.

"I'm sorry," Ryan said placing the phone back in his pocket.

"Don't be. It's my fault."

"No, it's no one's fault, but my parents. If they can't see past your status and color then they are the ones to blame."

"I can't let you hate your parents because of me."

"It was bound to happen eventually."

"You shouldn't say things like that," he said pulling the blond boy towards him once more and placing an innocent kiss on his lips.

Ryan enjoyed the kiss for a moment then pulled back, "I should go. I'll call you in the morning." then turn to get into his car.

"Call me everyday," he ordered.

He turned around and grabbed one of the dark hands, "As long as you call me everyday too."

Chad rubbed the top of his hand with his thumb and nodded his head, "I promise."

Ryan let go and got into his car. He placed the key into the ignition and turned it. Placing the car into drive, he took one last look at the boy he was leaving in the driving, hoping that it would last until the next time they could be together.

Chad watched the car disappear into the dark. He turned back and went into the house. He let a single tear fall down his cheek not caring that his mother was watching him.

He went to his room ignoring any words that came from his parent. He grabbed his cell phone and opened it revealing a picture of him and Ryan smiling brightly into the camera.

He went to him contacts and found Ryan and texted him three simple words that no matter what happened, he knew they would be able to keep them together.

I love you.

Fin.

A/n: There is my first "published" attempted at Chyan. I've been trying to get one done since about October and it's March now. This story is sad (besides the obvious reasons) because they don't actually say, "I love you" to each other but they text it and that's pretty much the same thing as break-up texting. This is completely different that the other Chyan I had in mind. I like this better and I hope you do too. I'm still taking requests. I will literally do anything and I don't judge. Thanks for reading!