Cyber Tears Ch. 6
Disclaimer: I do not own 'What a good boy' By Barenaked Ladies. If I did I'd be performing it and making lots of money, but I don't so meh!
I also disclaim responsibility for D.C.'s idea to create a living disclaimer named disclaimer.
A/N: Case in point, when a person is struggling with their sexuality, they tend to get depressed, hostile, and not very agreeable. Second case in point, a person who is homophobic is probably homosexual himself or herself. In other words, Michael is in deep shit.
~the story~
Tala spread out the map of the Biovolt dome for the assembled adults. "Okay, the bomb couplings are placed at the compass points." Enrique leaned over to get a better look.
A flying piece of candy hit him in the head. "Faggot!" Michael proclaimed proudly as he ducked under the table.
"MICHAEL THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR!! GET OUT NOW!" Judy pointed to the door.
"I'm no faggot, no no! I'm no faggot no no!" Michael chanted as he marched out of the room.
"PROVE IT FUZZBRAIN!" Enrique shouted out the door. Michael hadn't realized what Enrique had, that there was no visible behavior or standard by which to identify a person's sexual orientation.
"GIMME A GIRL AND I'LL GLADLY PROVE IT!" Michael retorted.
"Please excuse him ma'am." Eddy told his coach. "I think he's struggling. You hit him hard today Enrique."
"I wasn't trying to!" Enrique protested.
"Can we get back on topic?" Tyson's grandpa asked with a chuckle. He remembered a similar struggle many, many years before, and a less than accepting family.
"Okay, ALL of the couplings have to be disengaged. If not all of them are disconnected, the explosion will be smaller, but the bomb will still go off. They're located in the basement of the dome. You'll see a series of windows along the bottom. You have to be very careful, because the basement isn't connected to the dome itself, it leads to the abbey basement. So you won't see Boris or somebody coming above ground, until they're right on top of you."
Tala shivered. "Remember also that you can't let anybody see what you're doing. If anybody catches you, anybody at all, a single button is all it'll take to blow up the dome, and you as well."
"I can handle it." Tyson's grandpa said cheerfully. The plan was for Tyson's grandfather and Judy to sneak into the dome and disengage the bomb. Emily was still recovering from the shock previously suffered. Michael would be useless until the issue of his sexuality was solved, Tala could tell right then and there. The All Starz captain had been off kilter all day.
"Let me go too!" Spencer said worriedly.
"You're too big." Tala frowned. "You wouldn't be able to get through the window."
"One of us should still go." Bryan pointed out. "In case you need security codes."
"I'll go." Ian offered. "I'm the smallest, and I'm good with computers."
"Okay, so coach, Ian, and Grandpa go?" Tyson arched an eyebrow.
"Sure you can handle it old man?" Kai asked, echoing Tyson's skepticism.
"That's that then." Tala said with a sigh. "It all comes down to this." The captain of the demolition boys seemed to wilt.
"It's okay Tala, I'll take care of it." Ian reassured him. "Since when has Voltaire created a computer that I couldn't crack huh? You and Robert um... enjoy yourselves."
Some book that Tala had read once came back to him. 'It's hard staying behind when the people you love are going into danger, isn't it?' What was the book called? Animorphosis? Animorphs? That was it. Tala couldn't have agreed with any statement more at the moment as he mounted the steps to his room.
~Meanwhile~
Michael, half-naked and absolutely miserable, was flopped face down on his bed. His face was mashed into the pillow. His hair was disheveled and he was missing a shirt. "What the hell is wrong with me?" He demanded.
A gentle knock startled him. "Who's there?"
"It's Eddy, I brought you some coffee. I figured you'd need it."
"I don't want coffee, I want a girlfriend." Michael mumbled. Eddy took that as a signal to enter. He set the tray down on the table in the room they shared.
"Struggling huh?"
"I'm STRAIGHT!! GODAMMNIT!!!" Michael threw a pillow at him. Eddy caught it.
"Can you prove it?"
"What does that mean?" Michael demanded, frazzled.
"There's no way to tell just by looking that somebody is a gay man or lesbian. The only way to tell is if you have or had a girlfriend. Did you ever have a girlfriend?"
"No." Michael said, feeling rather stupid.
"Then how do you know?" Eddy pointed out.
"Go away!" Michael mumbled into the pillow.
"Hey, I sleep in this room too!" Eddy pointed out.
"Then leave me alone!"
"I guess you don't want to settle the question of your sexuality then." Eddy knew exactly how to push his captain's buttons.
"How do you propose to do that?" Michael asked, looking up at Eddy with an _expression akin to a lion in too small a cage.
"I'm not exactly a girl, but if you kiss me and you don't get a physical reaction, then you'll know right?" Eddy asked, HE thought he was straight, 'This will be a test for me too.' Eddy mused to himself.
Michael blinked, he hadn't thought of that. And in his state of mind, he wouldn't have. Trembling, Michael nodded. "Okay...yeah that sounds right... I've got nothing to lose right?" Michael asked, rising from his position to stand in front of Eddy. Michael leaned in, meeting his teammate's lips. He felt what seemed like a jolt pass between them then. Pleasure shot Michael through, and he leaned into the kiss. 'Oh God, please let me be right about this one thing, just this once...' Michael thought His body felt alive!
A heated battle for dominance began. Michael lost, pulling Eddy with him back onto the bed. He wrapped his arms around his teammate's neck, sliding them down his back. Their tongues twined. Nothing had ever felt so wrong, and yet so right!
Finally, Michael had to pull back for air. He panted, suddenly aware of his raging hard on. Tears streamed from his eyes, as he felt Eddy's erection against his own.
Eddy rolled away, tears welling in his eyes as well. "I never thought. I never dreamed that I would..." Eddy mused, as if alone. "Music?" Eddy asked, turning to Michael.
"Maybe music would calm me down." Michael grunted.
Eddy picked a CD out of his collection.
"When I was born, they looked at me and said, 'what a good boy, what a smart boy what a strong boy'"
"Dance?" Michael asked, turning down the lights.
"I'd be honored." Eddy smiled, radiantly. The beat was slow, and the melody was comforting.
"And when you were born, they looked at you and said
What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl."
Michael sang softly, the music sending shivers down his bare arms. "We've got these chains,
hanging 'round our necks,
people wanna strangle us with them,
before we take our first breath, afraid to change, afraid of staying the same,
when temptation calls we just look away."
Eddy joined in tentatively, holding Michael close in his arms.
"This name is the hairshirt I wear,
this hair shirt is woven from is woven from
Your brown hair."
Their voices wove the melody in perfect harmony. "This song is the cross that I bear,
bear it with me, bear with me, be with me tonight,
I know that it isn't right, but be with me tonight."
Michael looked up at his... partner? Boyfriend? Not lover certainly, that implied experience that they didn't have.
He'd think of that later...
"I go to school, I write exams,
If I pass if I fail, if I drop out does anyone give a damn?
And if they do, they'll soon forget,
'cause it won't take much for me to say that my life ain't over yet."
The next few lines, how had the writer known what things like this felt like?
"I wake up scared, I wake up strange,
I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever gonna change.
I wake up scared I wake up strange,
and everything around me just stays the same."
Michael leaned against Eddy's chest, taking his lead. The refrain haunted both boys, but neither had to speak. The love and comfort passing between them was all they needed to know.
"I couldn't tell you that I was wrong." Michael sang, with a radiant smile up at Eddy. "Chickend out, grabbed a pen and a paper sat down and I wrote this song
"I couldn't tell you that you were right, so instead I looked in the mirror, watched TV laid awake all night"
"We've got these chains, hanging round our necks
People wanna strangle us with them, before we take our first breath
Afraid of change
Afraid of staying the same
When temptation calls, we just look away."
Tears fell again. "...This song is the cross that I bear..." Michael would find some way to apologize to the others later...
"When I was born, they looked at me and said,
What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy
And when you were born, they looked at you and said,
What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl..."
A/N:
I rest my case. (gives her koibito a kiss) Good night Fate
Many thanks to Storm Driger, the only ff.net author also on this bbs who bothered to review Tala's redemption. (sticks tongue out at others) no thanks to you. Please S.D. could you finish that fic where the Blade Breakers bought the Blade Breaker? Tyson in the water was hilarious! I gots to know if Kai and Rei ever got together and gots laid.
Robert: HOW UNCOUTH!!!
y. Bakura: It's not uncouth! Is it Ishtar?
Malik: Naaaawwww It's not uncouth in the slightest!
y. Bakura: SO LET'S FUCK!!!!!
(The yami and Rare Hunter promptly tumble into the nearest bedroom that magically appears out of nowhere and lock the door.)
Ah, lights out! (falls asleep at the computer.)
Disclaimer: I do not own 'What a good boy' By Barenaked Ladies. If I did I'd be performing it and making lots of money, but I don't so meh!
I also disclaim responsibility for D.C.'s idea to create a living disclaimer named disclaimer.
A/N: Case in point, when a person is struggling with their sexuality, they tend to get depressed, hostile, and not very agreeable. Second case in point, a person who is homophobic is probably homosexual himself or herself. In other words, Michael is in deep shit.
~the story~
Tala spread out the map of the Biovolt dome for the assembled adults. "Okay, the bomb couplings are placed at the compass points." Enrique leaned over to get a better look.
A flying piece of candy hit him in the head. "Faggot!" Michael proclaimed proudly as he ducked under the table.
"MICHAEL THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR!! GET OUT NOW!" Judy pointed to the door.
"I'm no faggot, no no! I'm no faggot no no!" Michael chanted as he marched out of the room.
"PROVE IT FUZZBRAIN!" Enrique shouted out the door. Michael hadn't realized what Enrique had, that there was no visible behavior or standard by which to identify a person's sexual orientation.
"GIMME A GIRL AND I'LL GLADLY PROVE IT!" Michael retorted.
"Please excuse him ma'am." Eddy told his coach. "I think he's struggling. You hit him hard today Enrique."
"I wasn't trying to!" Enrique protested.
"Can we get back on topic?" Tyson's grandpa asked with a chuckle. He remembered a similar struggle many, many years before, and a less than accepting family.
"Okay, ALL of the couplings have to be disengaged. If not all of them are disconnected, the explosion will be smaller, but the bomb will still go off. They're located in the basement of the dome. You'll see a series of windows along the bottom. You have to be very careful, because the basement isn't connected to the dome itself, it leads to the abbey basement. So you won't see Boris or somebody coming above ground, until they're right on top of you."
Tala shivered. "Remember also that you can't let anybody see what you're doing. If anybody catches you, anybody at all, a single button is all it'll take to blow up the dome, and you as well."
"I can handle it." Tyson's grandpa said cheerfully. The plan was for Tyson's grandfather and Judy to sneak into the dome and disengage the bomb. Emily was still recovering from the shock previously suffered. Michael would be useless until the issue of his sexuality was solved, Tala could tell right then and there. The All Starz captain had been off kilter all day.
"Let me go too!" Spencer said worriedly.
"You're too big." Tala frowned. "You wouldn't be able to get through the window."
"One of us should still go." Bryan pointed out. "In case you need security codes."
"I'll go." Ian offered. "I'm the smallest, and I'm good with computers."
"Okay, so coach, Ian, and Grandpa go?" Tyson arched an eyebrow.
"Sure you can handle it old man?" Kai asked, echoing Tyson's skepticism.
"That's that then." Tala said with a sigh. "It all comes down to this." The captain of the demolition boys seemed to wilt.
"It's okay Tala, I'll take care of it." Ian reassured him. "Since when has Voltaire created a computer that I couldn't crack huh? You and Robert um... enjoy yourselves."
Some book that Tala had read once came back to him. 'It's hard staying behind when the people you love are going into danger, isn't it?' What was the book called? Animorphosis? Animorphs? That was it. Tala couldn't have agreed with any statement more at the moment as he mounted the steps to his room.
~Meanwhile~
Michael, half-naked and absolutely miserable, was flopped face down on his bed. His face was mashed into the pillow. His hair was disheveled and he was missing a shirt. "What the hell is wrong with me?" He demanded.
A gentle knock startled him. "Who's there?"
"It's Eddy, I brought you some coffee. I figured you'd need it."
"I don't want coffee, I want a girlfriend." Michael mumbled. Eddy took that as a signal to enter. He set the tray down on the table in the room they shared.
"Struggling huh?"
"I'm STRAIGHT!! GODAMMNIT!!!" Michael threw a pillow at him. Eddy caught it.
"Can you prove it?"
"What does that mean?" Michael demanded, frazzled.
"There's no way to tell just by looking that somebody is a gay man or lesbian. The only way to tell is if you have or had a girlfriend. Did you ever have a girlfriend?"
"No." Michael said, feeling rather stupid.
"Then how do you know?" Eddy pointed out.
"Go away!" Michael mumbled into the pillow.
"Hey, I sleep in this room too!" Eddy pointed out.
"Then leave me alone!"
"I guess you don't want to settle the question of your sexuality then." Eddy knew exactly how to push his captain's buttons.
"How do you propose to do that?" Michael asked, looking up at Eddy with an _expression akin to a lion in too small a cage.
"I'm not exactly a girl, but if you kiss me and you don't get a physical reaction, then you'll know right?" Eddy asked, HE thought he was straight, 'This will be a test for me too.' Eddy mused to himself.
Michael blinked, he hadn't thought of that. And in his state of mind, he wouldn't have. Trembling, Michael nodded. "Okay...yeah that sounds right... I've got nothing to lose right?" Michael asked, rising from his position to stand in front of Eddy. Michael leaned in, meeting his teammate's lips. He felt what seemed like a jolt pass between them then. Pleasure shot Michael through, and he leaned into the kiss. 'Oh God, please let me be right about this one thing, just this once...' Michael thought His body felt alive!
A heated battle for dominance began. Michael lost, pulling Eddy with him back onto the bed. He wrapped his arms around his teammate's neck, sliding them down his back. Their tongues twined. Nothing had ever felt so wrong, and yet so right!
Finally, Michael had to pull back for air. He panted, suddenly aware of his raging hard on. Tears streamed from his eyes, as he felt Eddy's erection against his own.
Eddy rolled away, tears welling in his eyes as well. "I never thought. I never dreamed that I would..." Eddy mused, as if alone. "Music?" Eddy asked, turning to Michael.
"Maybe music would calm me down." Michael grunted.
Eddy picked a CD out of his collection.
"When I was born, they looked at me and said, 'what a good boy, what a smart boy what a strong boy'"
"Dance?" Michael asked, turning down the lights.
"I'd be honored." Eddy smiled, radiantly. The beat was slow, and the melody was comforting.
"And when you were born, they looked at you and said
What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl."
Michael sang softly, the music sending shivers down his bare arms. "We've got these chains,
hanging 'round our necks,
people wanna strangle us with them,
before we take our first breath, afraid to change, afraid of staying the same,
when temptation calls we just look away."
Eddy joined in tentatively, holding Michael close in his arms.
"This name is the hairshirt I wear,
this hair shirt is woven from is woven from
Your brown hair."
Their voices wove the melody in perfect harmony. "This song is the cross that I bear,
bear it with me, bear with me, be with me tonight,
I know that it isn't right, but be with me tonight."
Michael looked up at his... partner? Boyfriend? Not lover certainly, that implied experience that they didn't have.
He'd think of that later...
"I go to school, I write exams,
If I pass if I fail, if I drop out does anyone give a damn?
And if they do, they'll soon forget,
'cause it won't take much for me to say that my life ain't over yet."
The next few lines, how had the writer known what things like this felt like?
"I wake up scared, I wake up strange,
I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever gonna change.
I wake up scared I wake up strange,
and everything around me just stays the same."
Michael leaned against Eddy's chest, taking his lead. The refrain haunted both boys, but neither had to speak. The love and comfort passing between them was all they needed to know.
"I couldn't tell you that I was wrong." Michael sang, with a radiant smile up at Eddy. "Chickend out, grabbed a pen and a paper sat down and I wrote this song
"I couldn't tell you that you were right, so instead I looked in the mirror, watched TV laid awake all night"
"We've got these chains, hanging round our necks
People wanna strangle us with them, before we take our first breath
Afraid of change
Afraid of staying the same
When temptation calls, we just look away."
Tears fell again. "...This song is the cross that I bear..." Michael would find some way to apologize to the others later...
"When I was born, they looked at me and said,
What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy
And when you were born, they looked at you and said,
What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl..."
A/N:
I rest my case. (gives her koibito a kiss) Good night Fate
Many thanks to Storm Driger, the only ff.net author also on this bbs who bothered to review Tala's redemption. (sticks tongue out at others) no thanks to you. Please S.D. could you finish that fic where the Blade Breakers bought the Blade Breaker? Tyson in the water was hilarious! I gots to know if Kai and Rei ever got together and gots laid.
Robert: HOW UNCOUTH!!!
y. Bakura: It's not uncouth! Is it Ishtar?
Malik: Naaaawwww It's not uncouth in the slightest!
y. Bakura: SO LET'S FUCK!!!!!
(The yami and Rare Hunter promptly tumble into the nearest bedroom that magically appears out of nowhere and lock the door.)
Ah, lights out! (falls asleep at the computer.)
