Title: Don't Mess With The Best

World: AU

Rated: M (Mature)

Genre(s): Romance

Pair(s): Chris/Phil, Jeff/Adam, Mark/Hunter, Bret/Shawn, etc.

Summary: Chris Jericho is Rosewood Academy's resident bully, who constantly harasses Phil and his two best friends, Adam and Jeff. Phil and Jeff couldn't care less, but it starts to really affect Adam's self-esteem. But when Phil stands up for his friend, Chris kisses him. Is it true? Can a bully love?

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, besides my OCs.

Warning: Slash, Mpreg

Part: 12/? – Laundry Duty

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Phil and Jeff stared at each other from different sides of the laundry room, the hatred that they felt for each other in that moment obvious in their eyes. It was 4:00 in the afternoon and neither had come any closer to this 'friendship' that Vince was so adamant that they form then when this whole mess had started. The threat of expulsion was still on the table, but it was rather unimportant to the two boys. So, rather than try and talk out their issues, they traded scowls from across the room and mumbled curses to each other.

Their first detention was with Mr. Helmsley-Calaway and Mr. Calaway. Coach Hunter had to be one of the nicest men one could ever hope to have as their Phys. Ed. /Health teacher, but Coach Mark on the other hand… well, he looked like Alice Cooper had walked out of the 70s and puked on him. The two men had handed them every jersey from every team that the school had and told them to wash them until all of the stains were out. It was quite possible the boys would be there until the next school day if they didn't catch a break.

"If you would have treated Adam better," Phil said after a minute, "we wouldn't be here. Do you know how much your idiocy hurt him? He didn't even come to school today because his host family couldn't make him leave bed."

Jeff turned around and scowled at him. "Do you know what he told me? He told me that he wants to move back to Canada and take my baby from me. Yeah, I'm a little peeved about that. Get over it."

"Seriously, dude. Don't yell like that, okay? I have a monster concussion." Phil rubbed at his forehead slowly.

Jeff blinked slowly, before a sinister smirk came over his face. "Oh, I'm so sorry. What was it that you didn't want me to do? Oh, now I remember. YELL!"

Phil smacked him on the head with a box of dryer sheets. "Can it, Rainbow Warrior."

"I don't even want to know what you meant by that one." Jeff hissed out.

Phil rolled his eyes. "It's merely a term of affection for your stupid hair." He batted his eyelashes innocently. "You want to hit me? Be a man and do it! Hit me between the eyes and finish what you started!"

Jeff started to advance on him, but then he froze. "You know that we'll both be suspended."

Chris walked down the hall toward the laundry room. He had the new laundry detergent and dryer sheets in his arms. Coach Hunter had asked him to take it down to the laundry room so that Phil and Jeff would have some extra if he needed it. Ever since their encounter the night before, Chris had had a smile on his face. No-one had been stuffed into lockers, no-one had been tripped and thrown into the mud, and no-one had had their lunch thrown into the trash can. Overall, it had been a calm, carefree day.

The tawny blond found the laundry room and was about to walk inside, but then he heard that the two boys inside were in the middle of a conversation, and he stopped. He saw Phil, who still had a gauze pad over his forehead where Chris' father had bashed a beer bottle over his forehead. But then, he heard the last part of the conversation, and he froze. Phil hadn't told him about the possibility that he would be suspended. Fear made his heart beat erratically as he leaned closer to the door to hear more.

"Quite frankly, I don't care if we're both suspended. You don't care about Adam, and I have what I needed. I don't need to be here anymore. Go ahead, hit me." Phil hissed.

"What do you mean? You seemed to be rather buddy-buddy with Chris." Jeff asked. Chris' heart froze in his chest.

"Chris? He's an asshole. I felt bad for him, so I told my mom about his situation and we took him in. Unfortunately, his bastard father hit me over the head with a beer bottle. To be honest, I really can't stand the kid." Phil said.

"So… you used him?" Jeff asked.

"I didn't use him. I would never do anything so awful." Phil said. "I merely saved your boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend."

"I'd still say that that falls under the category of 'you used him'." Jeff said.

Phil shook his head as he started to load the dryer. "You don't understand. Chris bullies Adam constantly. This was the easiest way to shut him up."

Jeff raised a dark eyebrow. With this sudden turn of events, the last thing on their minds was beating the crap out of each other. "You whored yourself out."

Phil smirked. "I took one for the team."

The laundry supplies fell out of Chris' hands. The lid shot off of the bottle of detergent and detergent started to spill all over the tile floor. However, Chris couldn't care less. He honestly couldn't believe that Phil would do this to him. He thought that Phil liked him, that he actually cared about him. Chris felt hot tears started to blossom in his eyes, but he wouldn't let Phil have the satisfaction of seeing them fall. Carefully, he avoided the puddle of detergent, and then he ran out of the school as fast as he could.

"But," Phil continued. "I really think that I like him. Maybe I love him. I don't know. I just don't know anymore… I didn't mean to hurt him… I just don't know."

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