Title: Chancing Chanson
Chapter One: I Think We're Alone Now
Rating: Adult
Pairing: Troyan/Tryan/Troy-Ryan
Word Count: 1286
Author: xxBoppingAllTheWayxx
Disclaimer: I do not own, despite several prayers, Ryan Evans, Troy Bolton, or High School Musical. I also have no claims to Tiffany. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental, and I certainly have not been spying on you. :-P
Kelsi's play 'Solo for Two' and songs 'Never Alone', 'Twisted Apart' and 'Undivided' are my own creations.
Warnings: Slash, Character Abuse, Songfic.
Note: Don't Like? Don't Read! Don't Whine!
Key: Story, "Speech", Song/Emphasis, Emphasis, "Undivided lyrics"
Children behave,
That's what they say when we're together.
And watch how you play.
They don't understand...
Ryan sat impatiently, his eyes staring at the clock. Next to him sat Sharpay, every ounce of her being intent on ignoring her brother. As the bell rang, Ryan fled the classroom, threw his books into his locker, and made his way to the auditorium. He opened the door quietly, and went to sit on the stage. As he reached the front row of the audience, a spotlight illuminated Troy standing centre stage. He had just finished a game of basketball, and was cooling off by not wearing his t-shirt. Ryan smiled at this Adonis before him.
"Wow... Troy... Wow..." Words failed the lust-fueled Ryan. "Are you.. ready to go?"
Troy nodded, and wiped the gleam of sweat of his torso with his shirt. The light of the spotlight emphasised the developing pectorals and abdomen of his lithe body. He jumped off the stage and jogged over to Ryan, grinning, loving the effect his body was having on Ryan's literacy skills.
"Mister Bolton! May I remind you that you are in a theatre?" came the droning tones of Ms. Darbus. "Now please, show some respect for this hallowed hall. Did you hear a cellphone about 2 minutes ago? Need I remind you of the sacredness of this establishment?"
Ryan smiled, "It was the school bell...", he looked at Troy and rolled his eyes. Ms. Darbus, in turn, narrowed hers, and furrowed her brow. She had noticed the chemistry between the pair during their audition, but still had little contempt for the Wildcat that had infiltrated her Drama Club.
"Don't forget, I expect you to know the first act by this Friday." Ms. Darbus changed the subject, and signalled for the pair to leave her consecrated auditorium. Troy led the twin out of the building and over to his new car.
Ryan was impressed. He had originally considered Troy to be too immature to be safe behind the wheel of a car, but after watching how he had successfully performed in the Winter Musical, Ryan had to admit that Troy's dedication and aptitude for concentration were both very strong. He raised an eyebrow at Troy's choice of interior upholstery; leopard print with dark purple accents. "Nice pattern," came the sarcastic comment, "Not at all effeminate."
"Funny..." smirked the Wildcat.
Satisfied that he had succeeded in making Troy flash that trademark grin, Ryan settled on the passenger seat, and buckled his seatbelt. Troy may have been dedicated, but that was no guarantee that he was a good driver. Certainly not if his parking standards were anything to go by. He felt a warm glow radiate through him as he smelt the essence of Troy Bolton in the fabric around him.
"Are you ready?" Troy's question brought Ryan out of his reverie.
Running just as fast as we can,
Holding onto one another's hand.
Trying to get away, into the night...
The engine purred as Troy drove. Ryan's eyes closed as he relaxed, only to open startlingly when he felt something touch his hand. He looked over to see Troy had entwined their hands. Ryan couldn't help but smiling as he felt the warm glow emitting from Troy directly, through their paired hands, flowing over him.
Troy parked the car outside his house, and reluctantly let go of Ryan's hand. "Come on, let's get inside..." He threw a gleaming grin at the Evans twin. Ryan smiled back at him, and climbed out of the car, taking his script with him. Troy still hadn't put on his shirt, and Ryan watched the sunlight glisten on the body of his... what was Troy? A friend? No they were closer than that... A boyfriend? Troy wouldn't like that... Lovers? Wow...
As he entered Troy's bedroom, the first thing that caught Ryan's attention were the many basketball trophies on the shelves. The second thing he noticed, Troy seemed to love the colour blue. Everything from the walls and carpet, to the bedspread and wardrobe were all blue. It shocked Ryan to see that Troy had cut Gabriella out of a photo that was taken on the opening night of the Winter Musical.
"Oh, wow... I love your... did I mention Wow??" Ryan began to babble, as he noticed what appeared to be a magazine barely sticking out from under Troy's mattress.
Troy smiled slightly, "You may have said it once or twice..." He knew that Ryan came from a privileged family, and Troy's room was probably the size of the Evans' broom closet. "You can sit down on the bed if you want. D'ya want me to go get some drinks? Soda or beer?"
Ryan raised his eyebrows. He had seen Troy get drunk at the after-show party, and remembered the Wildcat pretending to pole-dance with Sharpay. Somehow she had managed to convince him to strip until he was dancing in his Basketball Shorts. Ryan boned up at the recollection of that particular memory. "Umm... I'd be fine with a soda, thanks."
Troy nodded, before leaving the room. Ryan took this opportunity to pull out that magazine. He was expecting it to be a copy of Razzle or Playboy, but was surprised to find it was the East High School yearbook. The book fell open at the Drama Club page, and a large photo of Sharpay and himself stared up at him. Troy, or someone else, had drawn devil's horns and a goatee on his sister's image, but drawn little hearts around Ryan. Smiling, the teen closed the yearbook and put it back under the mattress, just before Troy came bounding back into the room, carrying two beakers of soda.
"Here you go, Ry" muttered Troy, handing a beaker to Ryan. "So, where do you want to start on the rehearsal? Should we start with the script or the song?"
Ryan sipped at his soda and thought for a moment. "Seeing as how you've practiced your solo, could I try mine? I think it's Track Four on Kelsi's CD player..." He watched as Troy opened a cupboard and pulled out a stereo. He pressed play, and the melody of 'Undivided' started.
"You
were my soul,
my spirit, my passion.
You were the world to me."
"I thought I had lost you,
hurt you, tossed you.
And yet you set me free."
Ryan looked directly in Troy's eyes, trying to convey his desires through the song. He began to sing the chorus.
"Relationships were made for two,
Not meant to be one-sided.
You're half of me, I'm half of you,
Together, Undivided."
Troy's eyes began to water. He needed to thank Kelsi with fireworks and champagne, it was the least she deserved for her matchmaking. Ryan's face was instantly filled with concern, he was horror-stricken to see the love of his life in tears. Troy smiled, easing Ryan's troubled heart, allowing the smaller teen to continue singing.
"Those years that passed,
Those months, Those days.
All the time we've wasted."
"You're life's one spice,
Too naughty, Too nice.
The sweetest ever tasted."
"Relationships were made for two,
Not meant to be one-sided.
You're half of me, I'm half of you
Together, Undivided."
Ryan's mouth met Troy's in a frenzied kiss. The Wildcat slipped his hands under the actor's red silk shirt, and played with the hardening nipples beneath. Ryan pulled away from the kiss to take off his shirt. They both lay on the bed and resumed kissing. A kiss which grew to such proportions that they both fell off the bed...
To Be Continued...
Chapter four finished in the space of one day! Go me! Thank you to everyone who read the first three chapters, and bigger thanks to all of you that reviewed! I know this chapter detours somewhat from the main story of coping with their homosexuality, but I wanted to prove to people that my characters weren't nuns and were more than able to be both naughty and nice...
Blessed Be,
Joey xx