Title: Ice Prince
Title: Ice Prince
Author: Mrpointyhorns aka Blemery
Author's Email: M
Status: WIP
Part: 12/?
Pairings: Eventually Troy/Ryan, starts with Troy/Gabby and Ryan/OC
Warnings: Slash, Tryan, abusive relationship
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Sharpay and Ryan try out for the figure skating show. Ryan catches the eye of the ice hockey's captain, but is he as really charming as he seems. Troy starts to ask questions when he realizes that he might be jealous.
Beta: Phoenixdreams
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Disney. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
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Chapter 12
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The fans roared with cheers. The game was in its fourth quarter the teams were tied at 82 and the players were on fire.
Chad reached out to easily grab the rebound from his opponent. He successfully stole the ball from the other team and kept them from scoring. The players fanned out from below the away team's hoop. They spread out as Chad dribbled past the center line and they pulled back in as they approached the Wildcats' basket.
Chad made it to the left side of the basket but he was in no position to shoot the ball. He pivoted on his left foot seeing that Troy was his only option for a pass. He was a little further from the basket but he had an opening between players for a good shot. He heaved the ball to Troy.
The brunette had to lunge, but he caught the ball. Then he was dribbling between the others and towards the basket. He stopped to the right of the free throw line and bent his knees. He aimed and shot.
Number 14 on the other team grabbed his bicep just as the ball slipped from his fingers. It drove ball in a different direction. The ball hit the rim three times, but it finally ended up going in.
The referee blew the whistle for the foul as the crowd cheered for the slight lead. They quickly quieted when Troy took his place for the foul shots. Troy dribbled the ball twice, as he usually did, before taking his first shot. It went in. Another cheer echoed around the room.
Troy jumped up and down, the game was so close and the fans were so great. He was getting into all of the excitement. He shook his hair from his eyes and forced himself to calmly wait for the next shot.
He looked over towards his school's stands. There were so many students, parents, and fans that Troy could not pick out one person. Looking down on the court, his eye found his father's - a glint of competition in them. Troy turned his gaze to the group of cheerleaders. They were spending more time watching the game then getting the crowd into it.
Troy felt a twinge of surprise as he caught the hazel colored eyes of one of the girls on the squad. He saw her pump her fist in cheer and he saw her lips move in a yell of: "Troy!" He returned the gesture with a huge smile.
The few seconds between foul shots was over. Troy was passed the ball but he did not make the last shot. It was okay though, as they were still up by three and they were on fire.
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Troy's hand trembled with leftover adrenaline as he pulled on a fresh shirt after the game. It was quiet in the locker room for once. The rest of the team were still in the showers.
"Great game, Son." Coach Bolton clapped his son on the shoulders. "Keep playing like that and we'll make play-offs for sure."
"Thanks, Dad. Can I-uh have the keys to the van?" Troy had his own truck but it would be a tight fit for all of his friends.
"Troy, it's still a school night." Coach Bolton reminded, but he handed Troy his keys.
"Don't worry." Troy grabbed the keys. "It's only a little party."
"Just keep an eye on Jason. Oh and that Zeke. They can't hold their drinks," Coach Bolton advised. Troy began to smile, but was cut off by a herd of naked-towel-clad basketball players.
"Troy!" Chad shook his friend by the shoulders. "We won!" A whoop went out from the other players. Everyone was so sick with excitement that once aroused they could not calm down.
Troy rolled his eyes. He smacked Chad with his towel, causing him to jump away. "Just hurry up." Chad laughed turning to his locker and doing as he was told.
Coach Bolton cleared his throat and quieted the boys briefly. "Before I go, let me say, have fun tonight. And there will be no practice tomorrow."
"Yeah!" The guys agreed with their reward for winning the game. Coach Bolton then left the locker room. He would not leave the school, until he was able to lock up.
Troy waited for his friends to get dressed before leading them to the van. Taylor joined them on their way.
"Just you, Pretty Woman?" Chad put an arm around her waist.
"Gabs went home. Everyone else will meet as there." Taylor kissed Chad's mouth briefly. "Nice job, Handsome Man."
"Hey, I was on the court, too." Troy leaned in cheek first between the pair. Chad kissed him square on the cheek. "Ugh, Chad!"
"Nice job, Handsome Man." Chad winked jokingly. "You should see what she calls me, in bed."
"No I should not." Troy held open the passenger door for Taylor. "Pretty Woman?"
Taylor jumped into the offered seat happily. Troy shut the door and turned to go around to the driver's side of the vehicle. He heard Chad yell after him, "You're lucky I like you, Bolton!" He laughed at his friend. They both knew that Troy was not a threat to Taylor. It was all just fun.
Both boys got into the van. Troy drove them, Jason, and Zeke to the party. They had to park across the street because so many students were hanging out on the lawn and driveway. It was noisy, but obviously fun.
The basketball jocks and Taylor eventually found a way inside. Everyone stopped in the kitchen to get a drink, except for Troy. Then they congregated in the living room. After a few minutes Chad and Taylor got swept in the crowd of dancers.
Troy hung back with Jason and Zeke, as both got very drunk. Zeke kept wandering off to talk to different people, but he always returned. Jason only left to get more drinks. The more they drank the less Troy found them interesting. His eyes and mind began to wander when Jason started losing to himself at beer pong.
The mass of people hanging out or dancing blurred together. Troy could hardly pick out one person from another person. He thought he caught sight of the ends of Chad's hair, toward his left, but that was about it.
Then his eyes finally focused on a young girl. She was giggling with her own friends. He stared for several minutes without realizing who she was. When she looked over at him, he realized who he she was. She was the cheerleader from earlier that night. Her friends were probably cheerleaders as well.
"Troy…Troy!" Jason snapped his fingers in front of Troy's face, finally getting his attention. "What's up?"
"Who is that?" Troy nodded towards the girl.
"Her? A cheerleader. I think?" Jason shrugged.
"I know that much."
"Hey let's ask an expert," Zeke chimed in. He had suddenly appeared from the crowd. He turned and scanned the crowd briefly. Finally he spotted who he was looking for. "Sharpay!" He hurried over to grab the girl away from her dance partner. He steered her back over to Troy and Jason.
Troy flushed from embarrassment. "Sorry Shar…"
"Don't worry about it," Sharpay smiled. She looked between Troy and Zeke before asking, "What's up?"
"Do you know anything about her?" Jason pointed to the girl in question.
"Missy? Yeah, she is a Junior and she borders on skanky. She's had over thirty boyfriends." Sharpay looked over at Troy. She smiled knowingly. "She's single now."
Troy blushed even more. He was embarrassed about seeming interested in the girl. He decided that it was best to just change the subject. "Where's Ryan?"
"Ugh, he's with Jack. He wanted to come to the game but Jack doesn't do basketball." Sharpay rolled her eyes, dramatically.
Troy frowned. He felt disappointed to hear that Ryan had not been at the game. He pushed the disappointment away with a sigh. He would not dwell on it.
"Hey Troy. Do you want to dance?" Troy startled. Standing in front of the group was Missy and her friends.
"Oh um…"
"Go on, Troy," Sharpay encouraged. "She is cute." Troy heard Zeke and Jason agree with Sharpay.
Troy finally nodded. "All right." He led Missy into the crowd of dancers. He could not hear the words of the music, but he could hear the beat so it was good enough.
Troy danced apart from Missy for a while. They smiled and had fun just dancing with the crowd. Then Troy got caught in her hazel-eyed gaze and she stepped closer. She put her hands on his shoulders moving her hips against his. Troy place his hands on her back one a little higher then the other. She was so little compared to him. It made him feel strong and brave just to be near her. He felt like she really needed him. It was so empowering.
Then she kissed the corner of his mouth. She was not so innocent, but he still wanted to feel like he was in charge. He kissed her back, dominating her easily. So he continued to feel tough. It drove him crazy.
He could not stop kissing her. It was not long before he felt like he really needed her. She felt it too. He led her to an empty bedroom. They were still kissing hard and passionately. She dug her nails into his shoulder blades. He had one hand in her hair, keeping her lips on his mouth. His other hand guided her onto the double bed under the window. The moonlight spread over her body before he crawled onto the bed with her.
He began to kiss her throat as he worked the buttons on her blouse. They stopped at her the bottom of her ribs. He pulled back the material and revealed her breasts. He pressed his hand against the lace of her left one. She threw her head back and let out a groan.
He worked his mouth against her throat until it left clear marks. She slid her hand between them and her fingers inside his zipper. She teased him with gentle touches. He had to pull his mouth away from her to catch his breath.
She worked on the button of his jeans pushing them back to work her hand on his erection. He came down to kiss her again groaning as his hips rubbed against hers. She wore a jean skirt and the thought of pulling down her panties and entering her came over him. It would be so easy. She was willing and he was hard.
"Troy?" Chad's voice broke through, before the door opened. Chad looked surprised at his friend's condition but he shook it off quickly. "The police were spotted at the end of the street and the guys are wasted. We have to go."
Troy's erection faded at the thought of the police. He kissed Missy on the mouth apologetically. "Need a ride?"
"No," Missy looked more disappointed then he did.
He nodded. Standing carefully so as not to expose himself too much, Troy carefully redressed. He headed towards the door to help Chad round up the guys.
"Troy?" He stopped looking back at Missy. She was still in the bed. She was still undressed. "Maybe another time?"
Troy nodded smiling charmingly. He hurried to help Chad after that.
"Can I get a ride with you?" Sharpay asked. She looked as drunk as the guys did, now.
"Of course." Troy gave her to Taylor. He was in charge of half carrying Jason to the van. Chad already had Zeke there when he arrived.
Sharpay went into the back with Zeke and Chad sat in the middle seat with Jason. Taylor and Troy were in the front. Jason's house was the closest so Troy drove their first. He probably would have brought him home first even if he was the farther away; he was threatening to get sick at every turn.
"Do you have a garbage bag?" Chad asked Troy just in case.
"Not my Dad," Troy explained.
"Oh shit this is your Dad's van. Hear that Jason. You'll be doing laps for a week…"
"Mmmgrrr," Zeke moaned from the back seat.
Troy looked in the review mirror. He could see a weird grin on Zeke's face, and there was no sign of Sharpay.
"Oh my god!" Chad gasped. He could see Sharpay.
"That's sick," Jason explained looking very green.
"Mmm Sharpay," Zeke moaned again closing his eyes blissfully.
Troy simply gripped the steering wheel. He chanted softly, "I will not drive into a tree."
Once Jason was gone, the ride was much better. Chad and Taylor left next. Then Zeke and finally Sharpay.
"Thanks Troy." Ryan stood in his boxers and hat staring at Sharpay who was passed out in Troy's arms.
"No problem." Troy kept his gaze on Ryan's eyes. "You should be thanking me for getting her away from Zeke, not for driving her home."
Ryan smiled. "I always figured that Sharpay was going to have sex whether I liked it or not. No matter who it is with. I stopped worrying about her chastity long ago."
"Ryan what are you doing?" Ryan jumped.
Troy's gaze snapped to behind Ryan's left shoulder. Jack wrapped an arm around Ryan's waist purposely pulling him closer. "Come back to bed."
"Troy just brought Shar home," Ryan explained.
"What a hero. Take her and lets go," Jack snipped.
Troy cleared his throat before Ryan could reply. "I don't want to wake her. I'll just bring her to bed."
Ryan stepped aside letting Troy in. Troy had been to the Evans' several times and he had been in Sharpay's room twice. It was across the hall from Ryan's.
"Troy's a nice guy, just relax." Ryan's voice faded as Troy went upstairs.
He could not help but be annoyed at Jack's rude comment. He was just happy that Ryan still thought better of him. He wished that Jack was not always around. Troy never saw Ryan anymore unless it was with Jack. Troy always felt so awkward around the other jock. Like at the door, as soon as Jack appeared the camaraderie that he shared with Ryan was gone. What was Jack doing at the Evans' this late at night? - It was silly, but when Troy realized what Jack was doing there, he almost dropped Sharpay.
Jack was there because he was sleeping with Ryan. Of course he was. They had been dating for months and they were both teenage boys. Troy almost just had sex with a girl he had only just met.
Troy felt so embarrassed about not realizing about Jack and Ryan. He also felt ashamed that he almost jumped into the sack with a stranger, that he had slept with a stranger in the past. There was also this very overwhelming emotion that told him to get the hell out of there. Troy barely tucked Sharpay in before he bolted away from the house. He did not have time to register that Ryan was no longer at the front door.
