Story: Chancing Chanson

Chapter Ten: Sundown

Pairing: Tryan (Troy-x-Ryan)

Disclaimer: 'High School Musical', its characters, locations and related items are the property of Disney and its associates.

Disclaimer 2: 'Sundown' is a song by S Club Juniors (later S Club 8). I hereby state no claim to them, nor any rights to the song.

Disclaimer the Third ("Return of the Killer Disclaimer"): Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

Warnings: Slash, Sexual Content

Key: Story, Song/Emphasis, Emphasis

The city's in a heat wave,

Praying for a sunshade.

Hoping that the evening will chill down the street.

Eating at the Evans' household was not a wholly pleasant event for Troy, as the family spent the majority of the meal in silence. Every few seconds, Sharpay would look up from her salad and glance at Ryan, almost as if waiting for him to throw a vase at her again.

Mr and Mrs Evans said not a word to each other, but they fixed their gaze on the pair of teenage boys who could not bring themselves to look at one another while eating, for fear that they might forget the other diners and begin to tear their clothes off.

In perfect unison, both Ryan and Troy dropped their spoons into their now-empty soup bowls. The Wildcat politely thanked his boyfriend's mother, and complimented her culinary skills with enthusiasm.

Ryan nodded his head slightly, a silent request to be excused, to which his father waved a hand dismissively. The young actor grinned at his brunet beau, before the pair quickly left the dining table.

"He seems nice..." remarked Mrs. Evans to no-one in particular, "...and it's nice to see him with someone other than his sister."

Sharpay pushed her cold salad away from her, before silently sweeping out of the room. Her parents looked at one another, shrugged, and continued eating their meal in silence.

Troy smiled as he entered Ryan's bedroom. The walls were adorned with theatrical paraphernalia, the majority of which related to the many school productions in which Ryan had participated. Troy attempted to bite back a grin that threatened to split his face as he noticed that there was a large poster of Twinkle Towne.

Ryan, following his gaze, rolled his eyes. He casually walked back to the door and fastened the lock. By the time he turned around again, Troy was lying on his bed with his eyes boring into the blonde's soul.

And I'm a little hot too,

'Cause I can only think of you.

Hoping that tonight you'll find out what I like.

"It's kinda warm, Ry… do you mind if I take off my shirt?" The athlete's eyes twinkled mischievously as he pulled the flimsy material over his head, inadvertently tousling his hair in doing so.

Crossing the room, Ryan did his best to appear impassive. "Sure, why not?" He turned his attention to the wide-screen TV embedded into the wall opposite his bed. "On."

Instantly, the television flickered into life. "Anything you wanna wan--" Ryan started, spinning back to face Troy as he did so. His breath was taken from him as he came to terms with the fact that his very naked boyfriend was laying on his bed.

"Oh my... Mr. Bolton, are you trying to seduce me?" Ryan's joke sounded forced, his mind unable to create witty gags while trying not to jump the bones of the guy before him.

"I love you, Ry, you know that, right?" Troy's voice was unusually timid, and Ryan couldn't help but wonder whether his earlier burst of anger had scared the Wildcat. In response, Ryan removed his hat and tossed to gently to the teenager gracing his bed.

"I know you do, but sometimes it doesn't hurt to remind me once in a while..." After removing the remainder of his clothes, except his leopard-print boxer shorts, he cuddled up next to the brunet. "I love you too, Troy, even if I don't always show it."

Troy rolled his eyes at the clichéd way that Ryan ended his sentence, but the words still brought a smile to his face. "You are such a Drama student!" He playfully hit his soon-to-be lover with one of the large fluffy pillows.

With a smirk on his face, the blond straddled his beau, grinding his clothed groin against the firm and taut abdominal muscles he was resting on. Troy's eyes flickered closed momentarily and a sigh escaped from his slightly parted lips.

Lowering his body teasingly, Ryan proceeded to gently nip at the skin of his lover's collarbone, drawing mild groans from the boy below him. Troy brought his arms up and around his partner, feeling completely relaxed with the unfolding situation and caring only for the sensation of completeness he felt when intimate with Ryan.

Sundown,

Friday, twilight, in the big town.

Party people, getting ready now.

Somewhere, baby,

I know you're waiting…

The city's vibrating.

Sundown,

Air gets cooler, but my heart pounds.

Loud and Fast, I'm getting ready now.

Somewhere, baby,

I know you're waiting…

The city's vibrating.

The lilac-coloured room suddenly radiated crimson light as the glorious sunset outside shone its scarlet rays through the open window. Bathed in the redness, Ryan shivered slightly, wondering how Troy seemed unaffected by the low temperature despite wearing less.

Sensing the small movements from the petite person above him, Troy caught Ryan's mouth in a frenzied kiss, while using his left hand to pull the duvet over him. Now feeling more comfortable, the blond used his left hand to play with the smooth, hairless chest beneath him, while his right hand ripped off his own underwear.

The basketball star wrapped his arms around Ryan pulling the boy above him even closer, and he deepened the kiss. Playfully, the aspiring actor pulled away from Troy and grinned, the duvet still draped over him.

The pair locked eyes, and silently Ryan made his point quite clear. 'I love you, Troy Bolton, and I will always love you.' A small smile crossed the Wildcat's face as he understood the message, and replied with a silent message of his own, one that spread warmth through the blonde's being.

'I'm ready, Ry…'

Ryan raised a single (well-groomed) eyebrow incredulously, to which Troy responded with a nod and a shy smile. All animosity that had developed between them earlier that day was now long gone, and in its place was genuine affection and tenderness. And maybe just a little pinch of pure raw lust.

Just two rooms down the corridor in her own pink-themed bedroom, the Ice Queen paced back and forth, her eyes closed in thought. She opened her eyes and a smirk appeared on her painted lips as realisation hit her, and she picked her cell phone up off her vanity table.
I don't know if you've seen me,

Don't know if you are dreaming.

Hoping for someone who can show you who you are,

Ryan disentangled himself from his lover-to-be, and wrapped a sky-blue silky dressing gown around him. He blew a kiss to the brunet lying in his bed, before slipping out of the door.

As he passed his sister's bedroom, he heard a semi-maniacal giggle erupt from within it. Rolling his eyes sarcastically, he walked into the bathroom and over to the medicine cabinet. It took him a few seconds of searching in order to find what he was looking for, but he soon pocket the tube of lubrication that he felt he'd soon be requiring.

Ryan looked into the full-length mirror, checking himself out. He grabbed a hairbrush and quickly ran it through his hair. 'Ugh… this is why I wear hats…' He could've sworn he heard someone running up the staircase, but decided that it was easier to ignore it.

Silently he snuck back into his own bedroom and snuggled up to his beau. The pair locked lips instantly, their eyes focusing on each other, feeling only for the pleasure that they were bringing their respective partner.

Tonight I'm gonna find you,

Fly in on a breeze, and blind you.

Take you from this club land, and send us to the stars…

"So glad you could make it…" The Ice Queen spoke slowly and flirtatiously to the male in her bedroom. She knew that she needed to keep them here until she was absolutely sure that the 'happy' couple would be caught in the act, figuratively speaking obviously.

She pushed him backwards onto the bed. "I hope you didn't mind coming over here so late, I'd hate to annoy you…" She reiterated her flirting with a semi-subtle wink in his direction. "…but of course, I'm probably the wrong twin… I've never been fond of…" This time she straddled him, and positioned her lips close to the guy's ear. "…group activities."

Time…

Ryan pulled away from Troy's incessant kissing, and began licking a trail downwards. He stopped only slightly to run his tongue over the hardened nubs of his lover's nipples (and relishing the sound of the strong brunette groaning), before continuing his journey southwards.

…don't need to rush we can make it right.

The blonde darted his tongue quickly in and out of the Wildcat's bellybutton, causing a slight giggle to escape the tortured boy, until the actor decided that enough was enough. He knew what he wanted, and he wanted Troy.

'Cause we are meant to be you and I.

It's in the air we breathe all around, all around…

Troy raised his head and looked at Ryan, now nearly eye-level with his crotch, and gently clasped the blonde's hand. When Ryan looked up in Troy's dark eyes, he felt he was staring into the very depths of the athlete's soul, and the warmth and love that he could see there just encouraged him more.

Say you're longing too,

'Cause I will look for you at

Sundown.

Ryan tentatively and unsurely took the tip of Troy's member into his mouth and, recalling what Troy had done to him before, began to bob his head up and down. He felt contented as Troy's fingers snaked themselves in Ryan's hair, because he knew that Troy wasn't imagining the it was someone else giving him this pleasure, it was all Ryan…

At that moment the door opened, and in walked the teenager from Sharpay's room. "Hey Ryan, you up for a game of baseb—Holy Crap…" Chad's eyes widened comically and his jaw dropped. Troy and Ryan stared at the basketball player, then at the smirking blonde girl who joined their company.

"Whoops…" Sharpay's voice was deliberately drawling and cat-like, emphasising the fact that she was toying with them. "…my bad!"

Sorry about the wait, life's a bit hectic, and my email has suddenly screwed up, and I'm getting angry and sleepy and kinda dizzy…

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Joey xx