A/N: Finally! I got this chapter up. It took much longer than it should have.

Disclaimer: Yeah, you oughta know what I do and don't own by now.

Chapter 9

Still Sunday

Iggy's POV

I hope Roy believed me. I paced back and forth in my room. He's gonna be pissed though. I sat on my bed and glanced at the clock. He's late. Where is he? I couldn't sit still, but I didn't want to stand up. What the hell is taking him so long? He's already ten minutes late! I groaned.

"Jeez , Iggy."

I jumped in shock and hit my head on the top bunk. "Ow!"

"Why are you so jittery?" Lemmy asked.

I stood up and glared at Lemmy, who waved. "When did you get in here? Why are you in here?"

Lemmy looked hurt. "I was in here before you came in to talk to you, but you seemed to be upset, so I didn't say anything."

I sighed. I hated when he gave me that look. "I'm sorry. I'm waiting for someone, and that person is late!"

"Who are you waiting for?" he asked.

"I can't tell you."

"Why not?" Lemmy ran his hand through his mohawk. "You tell me everything."

I immediately felt guilty when he said that, remembering when I kissed Vec. "Because this person has a secret they can't tell anybody."

"Oh." He hopped from the top bunk and walked to the door. "I'll talk to you later then." He left.

I sighed again. I guess I'll make it up to him later. I looked at the clock again. Fifteen minutes.

Suddenly Roy burst through the door angrily. Sweat was pouring down his face.

"Roy! You're here!" I exclaimed with relief.

"Yeah, I'm fuckin' here." He slammed the door. "Why the hell did you tell me that I needed to be 'ere in thirty minutes? Pa thinks something's fuckin' wrong with me!"

I backed away from him nervously. "Because the paparazzi was going to pass by Vec's house! I didn't want you to be exposed..."

His look softened. "Oh...thanks. How did you know they were going by there?"

"My friend is a part of that organization, so she knows where they're going and when," I explained. The paparazzi could be vicious at times. Especially if they're from other kingdoms. "I knew Vec's mom was there so I didn't say that it was paparazzi."

"Oh." He wiped the sweat off his brow. "Wait...how did you know Vec's mom was there?"

"Uh..." I certainly didn't want to tell him that I hid a tiny wireless microphone in the blue shell he wore. "You told me when we were on the phone."

"I did? he asked. "I don't remember. Oh well. So who's the girl in the paparazzi organization?"

"Just a friend," I answered.

Roy smirked. "Then who's your girlfriend?"

"Nobody! I mean, you don't know h-her." I would die if anyone knew who my significant other was.

"Jeez, you're turning red. Is she hot?"

I covered my face. "Yes!Imean,no!Imean,Idon'tknow!Imean..yes."

"Can I see a picture?"

"NO!YOUCAN'T!" I covered my mouth. I didn't mean to yell.

He blinked. "Only got nude pics of her?"

I nodded. It was partly true.

He raised an eyebrow. "What does she look like?"

"H-hot," I stammered. My hands began to sweat. "Ra-red! Red hair. Uh, gr-gold, I mean, gold eyes..."

"Right." Roy rolled his eyes. "Since I don't have to beat the shit outta you, let me finish my workout." He went to the door, gave me another look, shook his head, then walked out.

"Phew!" That was too close. I almost got exposed. I laid on my bed to catch my breath and relax.

Then I got a text. From Lemmy.

LEMMY: Can i come tlk 2 u now? Is tht person gone?"

ME: Yeah come on.

Larry's POV

Monday

I still couldn't believe Roy was gay. Even if the evidence was in the pictures, it was just...hard to believe. Roy was the...not gayest person I knew. It didn't seem possible.

Maybe it isn't.

He could be playing a trick on me. This could be a plan to make me look stupid.

My phone rang, and I immediately snatched it to see who it was. "Oh, just a random fangirl, I mumbled. I was really hoping Jill would call me back.

The second to last thing Jill ever said to me was "Oh my Stars! You're a fuckin' pervert! I'm done with you!" when she found a couple of my porn magazines. I definitely learned a valuable lesson.

KEEP YOUR PORN IN A SAFE PLACE!

The last thing Jill ever said to me was in a text:

JILL: Yeah that was the best day ever.

ME: What? Does tht mean ur taking me back?

JILL: No! That wasn't for you. And lose my number please.

Maybe that's why Roy dated guys. They understood the need for porn.

He'd probably have a better reason to turn gay.

What is it though?

I opened the door and peeked into the hallway. I didn't see anyone, so I stepped outside and closed the door. I passed a few servants as I walked down the hall. As I got closer to Wendy's room, her voice become louder and more clear. She was on the phone talking to someone about this "really hot guy I saw with Roy once." By the way she was describing him as, he sounded like the guy in the pictures I'd found. I listened more to see if she knew what I did, but she didn't. I walked on.

I went by Iggy's room and heard a high-pitched moan that freaked me out to no end, but I put my ear against the door. anyway to be nosy. All I heard was more loud moaning from Iggy and the mystery girl. I didn't want to know that badly, so I passed by slightly scarred.

I'd seen and heard much worse.

I reached Roy's room, and the door was open. I looked inside the room, but he wasn't in there. "Hello?" I slowly walked inside.

I saw his cell phone sitting on his bed. I peeked around the room again to make sure no one was watching, and I picked it up and unlocked it. I checked his recent messages. There were a few messages from some guy named 'Jes.' I didn't care much about them. There were some messages from 'Slut,' whoever that was. Roy pretty much told her that she was a whore and to go fuck her current boyfriend.

I wonder if Jill has some kind of whack name for me. "Jill!" I gasped. I glanced around the room again, specifically at the door. Nobody was there. I mentally slapped myself.

I scanned through the messages under 'Vec.' This had to be the guy from the pictures or his his boyfriend. What was weird was that Roy talked to him...normally...almost like he would any other guy.

There was picture attatched to a message. It was the same guy from the other pictures, except in this one his hair was pulled back in a pony tail. He looked like someone you shouldn't mess with, unlike those other pictures when he was drunk and/or naked.

Maybe I should try to get Jill drunk. It probably wouldn't work.

The texts were...normal though.

ROY: Y the hell r u wearin ur hair up?

VEC: Cuz I CAN. Gotta problem?

ROY: Its just weird.

VEC: FUCK you.

ROY: Lets go. Your house or mine?

I laughed at that. I scsanned through more of the messages. Some of them were more X-rated than others, and I wished I hadn't read those.

Then I heard someone clear their throat.

I gulped and slowly turned towards the door. I let out a sigh of relief when I didn't see Roy standing there.

It was Iggy. I swear he was just...

"What are you doing?" he asked. "Roy gonna murder you when he comes back."

I shrugged. "I'm just looking through some of his messages. No biggie."

"Let me see the phone," he ordered.

I hid it behind my back. "No." I wasn't gonna get my ass beat because Roy's secret got out.

"There's something in there you can't see," he told me, struggling to get the phone.

"Wait!" I froze. "You know?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Know what?"

Shit! "Uh...what do you know?"

"What do you know?"

I groaned.

"Did you read messages from Vec?" Iggy asked.

"Yeah."

"Oh, then you know."

"Know what?" I asked.

Iggy face-palmed himself. "You must not be very observant."

"Oh, that Roy is gay?"

He shook his head. "Give the phone."

I gave it to him. "How do know about Roy?"

"How do you know about Roy?"

"By accident," I admitted. "Saw pictures lyin' around. What about you?"

"He told me...after I found out nearly seven months ago," he said.

Jeez. Where have I been? "Oh...um...you have...something white...on your, um...face."

His eyes widened for a moment. Then he took his hand, slowly wiped his face, and licked it off.

I nearly gagged, and I gave Iggy a disgusted look. "I...I'm gonna leave and pretend that didn't just happen."

"See ya," he called as I zoomed out of the room.

Vec's POV

Vec's house

I was breathing heavily, sprawled along the floor. I looked to my right. Where's Roy? I glanced over my left shoulder, and he wasn't there either.

"Roy?" I sat up and looked around my bedroom. "Roy?"

Then I felt familiar cold hands rest on my shoulders.

"I'm right here." He kissed me on the lips. "Hey, what would happen if I took you skydiving?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I'd try to fuck you mid air. That would be sweet."

Roy laughed. "Wanna go skydiving this week?"

I tapped my chin. "Hmm, I don't know..." I clicked my tongue. "I'm kinda busy this week..."

"Busy doing what?" he questioned as he crossed his arms.

"I'll be floozy-ing this week."

"What the hell does that mean?"

I smiled. "It means that I'll be-"

"Makin' money on the corner," he finished, shaking his head. "You're fickin' retarded."

I laughed. "Yeah, I'll go skydiving."

"Cool," he said. "Hey..."

"What?" I sat on my bed. He watched me, then sat beside me. He only stared at me. "What?"

"Nothing..." He put his arm around me. "It's just your eyes."

I sprung off the bed and looked in the mirror. "What's wrong with my eyes?"

I heard Roy laugh. "Nothing's wrong with your eyes." He walked up to me and looked at me through the mirror. "I like them."

I narrowed my eyes. "So what if my eyes were a different color and shape?"

"Vec, you take things too seriously," he told me.

"You didn't answer my question," I muttered.

"See?" He walked towards the door. "Anyway, I gotta go."

"Where?"

"Streetwalking."

"What is that?" I asked, losing patience.

He smiled. "Makin' money on the corner."

I couldn't help but give a chuckle. "For real, please."

"Gang meeting," he replied. "I missed the last one, but I'll text you later, 'kay?"

I nodded. I always hated that Roy was in that gang. It made me worry every time he went out with them. "Yeah."

My phone rang, but it was only a text.

"Who is it?" he asked.

I unlocked my phone and checked the message. "Very funny, Roy."

"What?"

"The message is from you."

"Let me see." He took the phone, "'Tell Roy he left his phone at home, and tell him that Larry was looking through it. -Iggy' Goddammit."

I took the phone back. "Will you be okay at home?"

"Oh yeah, he already knew," he said. "He's just nosy as hell."

"Oh...well, see ya later babe," I told him. I turned away from him. I didn't want to see him go to that gang meeting.

When I didn't hear the door shut, I checked to see if he was still standing there, and he was.

He only stood there, staring at me.

Realizing what he was waiting for, I hugged him, gripping his butt. He picked me up about a foot in the air.

"Ah, put me down," I protested. He held me up above his head. "Roy, what the hell!"

He laughed and spun me around. When he put me on the ground, he kissed me once more. "See ya, Vec."

As soon as he turned around I slapped his ass.

"Ah, dammit," he muttered. He left.

I smiled as I turned on the television.

Roy's POV

The gang meet up place was usually at an old abandoned hotel about eight miles from the castle. This time it was at Jes' house, which was weird, but I went anyway.

I reached his house, but I only saw his car parked in the driveway. I knocked on the door, and Jes answered it quickly.

"Hey, come on," he greeted.

I followed him inside. "Where's everyone else?"

"Not comin'," he replied. "I wanted to tell you somethin'."

"Is it about Bianca?" I asked with a slight grin.

He chuckled. "No...this chick came by my house askin' if her son was here. I said, 'No, what the hell are talking about?' She said some stuff."

Oh shit! "What did she say?"

"First she screwed me up, sayin'that my brother was meeting her son here 'cuz that's what he told her. She said...that you're datin' her son...Was she lyin'?"

I sighed. Mrs. Carson, I hate you. "No...I told Vec's mom that I was your brother and my name was AJ..."

"Oh...she said some other stuff, but-"

"I know," I interrupted. "She said somethin' like 'Wow, I guess you didn't know your faggot brother as much as you thought you did. '"

"That's exactly what she said," Jes told me. "Does your dad know?"

I shook my head. "And I'm tryin' to keep it that way, but that bitch tries so hard..."

"I won't tell no one," he said. He crossed his heart with his finger. "But what if the others find out?"

Shit! "I...I guess I gotta get jumped out."

"Ya sure?"

"Yeah, call the others and tell 'em to meet at the hotel."

I wish I didn't do that.

The gang probably left, and I just stayed outside the hotel. I reached in my shell to grab my cell phone and realized it wasn't there.

Dammit.

I tried to stand. I managed to get on my feet, but my right leg stung badly. I could barely move.

But it did.

I thought I saw someone in the distance. Maybe my eyesight was messed up.

The figure got closer, and I began to worry. When I looked again, the person looked familiar.

"Jes?" I called.

My eyes weren't playing tricks and Jes was actually jogging towards me.

"Why are you still here?" he asked. "They jumped you out two days ago!"

Two days ago? "What? I musta blacked out or somethin'."

"Shit." He scanned the area. "Let me get somethin' from inside and I'll take you home."

"Alright."

I watched him run into the hotel, and I passed out.

A/N: I didn't really like this chapter too much, but maybe you guys think differently. I had a hard time writing this chapter probably because I was drained by English essays. I had 5 essays, 4 sets of short answer questions, and 5 sets of fill in the blank for one story in the time I posted Peach Tea and Red Roses and now. Anyways, I'll probably have better luck next time right? Yeah. Review? Hope so.