Title: "High Price to Pay"

Authoress: Invader Nence, formally: Give the World for Mr. Black

Fandom: Degrassi

Chapter Info: 1/?? (A lot! haha!)

Rating: PG-13.

Warning: Slash. M/M. And character-bashing. ;_; Oh, and the chapters are short and many!

Pairing(s): *Dylan/Marco*, *Marco/Jimmy*, *Ashley/Craig*, *Sean/Jason*, *Paige/Spinner*, *JT/Toby*, Manny/Craig, Craig/Sean, Terri/Spinner, Emma/Sean, and Ashley/Sean.

Year: Marco&Co. are in 10th grade.

Spoiler(s): All the way up to "gansta gangsta".

Dedication: This is all for Shang Hai. My beta and best friend. ^__^ You're the one who made me wanna write the slashy stuff. This is also for the author of "Sunglasses at Night", because her fic made me realize that Ellie really IS the best! Love you guys!

Disclaimer: ^.^ I suck at owning things! I don't have enough practice. Anywho. This fic is mine. The plot is mine. And characters 'n whatnot are NOT! haha. That about covers it, ne?

Summary: Will you save your friendship at any and all costs?

A/N: haha. The REAL summary I had for this was EXTREMELY long, (a page and a half) and I tried to sum it all up. It won't make sense until awhile down the road because it explains the title. ^___^ But the long one is available through e-mail! I just didn't want to make anyone go, "Ugh! The summary is so long! I don't wanna read this!" and close out. ^____^ So, here goes! If you want the whole thing, e-mail me and I'll send it a-sap! Love y'all. -Ms. Snuffles- (aka: marcokoi)

Chapter One---An Odd Sort of Attraction

"Marco!" Dylan's voice could be heard down the hall. "Marco!" As the taller boy's hand reached Marco's shoulder, he jumped and spun around, forcing Dylan to remove his gentle touch. 'Ouch,' he thought. 'Those guys really did a number on him DIDN'T they?! Oh, well, I can fix that!' He smiled and was actually hurt when the only response he got from Marco was a cold glare and a pout.

"I told you, leave me alone!" The raven-haired boy turned away, content on ignoring the boy he had fallen for not too long ago. 'God, I hate him. Yet… love him. I hate myself. I wish I wasn't gay. It hurts. He hurts. I hurt.'

"You can't pretend that I don't exist…" This time, his hand was on Marco's back, sending waves of emotion through the shorter boy's body. His existence. His soul. His mind. Him. 'Why are you torturing me, Dylan! You know I can't like you back… I'm not like you. I'm not okay with me. With my sexuality. It hurts. I can't be laughed at.'

"Why not?" The young Del Rossi countered, controlling all the urges inside him telling him to respond to the blonde's feelings.

"You know why," his voice was sensual and sweet. Dylan slid his hand up Marco's spine, exposing a bit of skin above his waistline. The younger boy shuddered, pulling away and beginning to walk home. 'I can't do this! Why must he treat me this way?! He KNOWS I can't control myself!' He heard Dylan behind him and he could almost imagine the look of hurt fixed on his face. "Wait!"

'No, no,' he told himself. 'That Michalchuk won't stop. He'll keep making you feel this way!' Marco continued, trying his best to disengage his mind from the gorgeous hockey player's soothing voice. He heard his name again, this time in a deeper tone. Jimmy. He stopped immediately, heart pounding, head spinning. "Marco." He turned and faced his friend, marveling at the perfection of his chocolate-brown face. He shook his head, trying to rid his mind of such enticing thoughts.

"Hey, Jim…" he choked out. 'God, he's beautiful. He's also my friend! I can't have feelings for him like this!'

"Hey, Marco! Have you talked to Dylan? He seems kinda down today!" Marco shook his head a bit too quickly. "Oh, okay… there's a basketball practice now, but you wanna hang with me after?"

"Hang? With you?" Gulp. 'This can ONLY end badly. No. No. No. No alone time with Jimmy. I can't control myself. Not with Dylan and sure as hell not with Jim!'

"Yeah, y'know! What friends do… you'll have to wait about an hour, unless you have a date or something!" The taller tenth grader winked at his friend. 'His eyes………so… beautiful…' Marco shook his head.

"No… I can chill… Just lemme call home, first…" Jimmy nodded as his friend turned his back and pulled out his new cell, dialing his number. "Mom? It's Marco. I'm gonna chill with Jim… I'll be home for dinner, okay? …………Thanks! Caoi!" He flipped his phone shut, moving back over to his basketball-playing friend. "All set… can… can I watch you play?"

Jimmy smiled. "Yeah, if you don't think you'd be bored to death! Go in the main entrance! See you later?" Marco smiled. 'Bored? By watching Jim wear less clothes than normal? Jumping around? Yeah, right! Ugh, but with a bunch of other guys… well, I can always imagine them naked!' Marco hit his head against the wall he was standing by.

"Later," he agreed. The young Brooks looked at his friend, confused.

"See you then!" He hopped off toward the team entrance, leaving Marco alone with a pounding head and a few excited hormones.

A/N: Hahahahahahaha! How cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute!!! Don't worry! More cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute-ness will come later! Promise! Review! PLEASE! It'll make me write faster! ^_________^

Sorry, they're so short! Most will be longer, but I didn't want TOO much to start you off... (LIE!) Actually, I had NO more ideas and this is mostly filler for later. Plus, their thoughts will help you understand further plot-stuff! Hope you enjoyed! ^____^

Always,

-marcokoi.