A/N: Wooooo, Ryan's back. I've kind of fallen in love with Ryan's roommate, and I was in Ryan's situation (not exactly) a couple years ago. Fun stuff let me tell you. Again, O wn nothing... cept for Jack, and the AU verse.

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R-16 E-18

Ryan grabbed the thick envelope from his mailbox and ran up the stairs of his dormitory, headed back to the room that he now shared with Josh. Josh was still amazed at times that Ryan gave up having friends to be friends with him. Now that both were seen hanging out with each other, they were outcasts among the other students.

"This is the letter I've been waiting for," Ryan announced as he walked into the room. Josh glanced up from his bed, not closing the book that sat in his lap. "It's from Eric."

"Your Miami Eric, right?" Josh smirked slightly at how excited Ryan got every time he got a letter from his friend. The school had started blocking their internet access and the two had been forced to start writing letters again.

Ryan grabbed the letter opener on his exceptionally organized desk and opened the letter. He pulled out the letter and two other smaller things fell out onto his desk. Josh slid off of his bed and picked up the two papers while Ryan read the written letter.

One was an invitation for Eric's Graduation Party in the summer. It seemed that the invitation was printed professionally but he could see that the man had put his own Latin flair in the decoration.

Josh turned over the other object in his hand and raised an eyebrow at the senior picture in his hand. If this was the man that Ryan was friends with in Miami, he could see why the boy thought he was gay. Eric was gorgeous. His closely cropped black hair, and the tan skin, and his caramel eyes that Josh thought he would melt into. He was in a relaxed position, sitting on the sill of what appeared to be a large stone window in a church.

"Damn," Josh muttered and started to dramatically fan himself with the invitation. Ryan glanced over and snatched the invitation and picture from his roommate. "I wanna do this man, now."

"Hey, back off. He's a total ladies man anyway," Ryan plopped down in his chair, looking over the invitation.

"Doesn't mean that he's not into guys, too." Ryan looked at Josh and raised an eyebrow. "Bi?" Ryan raised his other eyebrow this time. "Oh, my poor innocent, naive little boy. You've been taught nothing of the world."

"I lived in Miami for eight years!" Ryan exclaimed. "You were either gay or straight."

"There's oh so much more to sexuality." Josh pulled his chair over in front of Ryan and sat down. "He could be bisexual, and likes both guys and girls. There's obviously more to it than that, but it'll take a while to explain. You are my new life project my friend."

Ryan rolled his eyes and glanced at the picture of Eric. "I wouldn't know then, we don't really talk about stuff like that."

"Well, when you lived with him didn't you get any sense of who he was interested in? Or how he reacted to other gays?" Josh often thought that his roommate was too innocent for the world.

"No? Not really,..." Ryan trailed off.

"Don't worry about it, we'll figure things out. It'll give you the drive to get back to Miami, so you can kiss those soft gorgeous lips." Josh leaned over to look at the picture one more time. "He's almost to hot to function. How has he not been mauled by everyone on the earth?"

Ryan snorted and pushed Josh's shoulders, smirking. "You're so horny."

Josh grinned. "I know."