The Dangers of Summer
Chapter 1: Why Metal Masks Can Be Dangerous
Ultimate Muscle
CidOtaku
A/N: This is going to be my first attempt at writing a multi-chapter fanfiction, beside my other one, "You Know You're Obsessed When". I said I wasn't going to write anymore yaoi, but this story was requested, so I decided I should, and it would be a good time to see how a multi-chapter story would work out. The pairing is also very interesting to me. The pairing requested was Kevin/Terry. I hope 'Kevin Mask's No. 1 Fan' likes it…^_^; If you don't like yaoi, don't read. And I know that I shouldn't use this space for advertising, but you can check out my other fanfics if you like Ultimate Muscle, and see my 'favorite stories' for other excellent stories! ^_^ Please read and review!
QUICK THNGY: I have no idea when this would take place in the story…maybe after the Ikkiman Chojin Crown Tournament?
It was a hot summer day, and most people were inside, sitting up against the refrigerator, or standing near the air conditioner vent, seeking any form of coolness they could get. Any people outside were out for the false hope of a cool breeze, or swimming. At a small local swimming pool, three men were changing into their swim trunks.
"Can ya tell me again, why we're here, Kid? 'Cause I'm pretty sure that I said I didn't want to go." Terry Kenyon grumbled, glaring at Kid Muscle.
"Yeah, I think he said it about…" Dik Dik counted quickly on his fingers. "Five times before we left, three times during the ride here, and…" Another count of fingers. "Four or five times the 10 minutes we've been here. I might have missed a few when I went to the vending machine--" He was quickly cut off by a smack to the head.
"Jeez, ya don't hafta count." Terry mumbled.
"Well, Terry, I have several good reasons why we're here." Kid grinned happily. "One, it's over 100 degrees outside, and swimming is one of the only things I want to do right now. Unless, you'd rather train out there with Meat, back at my place…" Kid grimaced as he continued. "Two, there's food. Three, there's TONS of cute babes out there, wearing nearly NOTHING," Kid Muscle was practically drooling at this point. "And, this is one of the least known, smallest swimming places around. Anywhere else, and there's be tons of people flocking us, blocking our way to the water, and we'd never get to swim. So," Kid concluded, "that's why we're here."
"Hmm…I thought you liked the fans, Kid? Or are you just going to get jealous, because me, Terry, Checkmate, and Wally have more fans then you?" Dik Dik grinned.
"Hey!" Kid whined. "I just don't feel like messing with them right now, that's all! I mean, do you want to mess with fangirls asking if they can bear your children at scorching temperatures? Things might get pretty scary…remember that one fangirl that was stalking Jeager?" All three men shuddered. "Exactly." Kid finished. "So come on! This changing room is hot, and it smells funny."
"Ya sure that just ain't you?" Terry snickered.
"Hey!" Kid whined.
At the pool, the three men spotted Checkmate and Wally. Wally had practically jumped in as soon as they had reached the pool. He wasn't used to temperatures so hot back at home, and his fur wasn't helping matters. Checkmate had declined swimming at first; but once stepping outside, had thought better of it, and was floating on his back peacefully, diving every now and then to stop his chest from burning.
Terry sighed, and deciding that he might as well enjoy the water, dived in.
On the other side of the pool, two men were sitting under an umbrella in beach chairs with an ice cube on each of their stomachs, trying to see whose would melt the fastest.
"Care to tell me again why we're here, Flash, and why you won't let me wear my helmet?" A man with shoulder-length hair asked, carefully turning his head towards his companion, as not to jar the ice cube. "I feel…naked. Not counting the fact that I'm only wearing trunks." The young British man grumbled.
"Well, comrade--er, Kevin, I have several reasons that I think you'll find logical." The other man said, without turning his head, staring intently at his ice cube. "One, it's over 100 degrees. Staying inside would only make both of us irritable, and I felt like relaxing. Two, there's food; and as you and I both know, neither of us can cook, save instant noodles, and eggs. Three, this is one of the smallest, least known swimming places near here. If we were to go to one of the bigger ones, there is sure to be media and fans all around, and I know you hate that. And lastly, we're both not wearing our helmets, because wearing a heavy metal helmet outside in these temperatures is suicidal, and this way, there's less of a chance to be spotted and recognized." Flash finished, still staring at his ice cube, which was dripping over the side of his stomach.
Kevin grumbled, knowing Flash was right. Flash was usually right. He had been Kevin's coach for sometime, and the two had formed a friendship. Flash was experienced, and had helped Kevin fight and train better than anybody else he knew. "If it's too hot to wear a helmet during the summer, then why do you often make me take off the helmet in the winter?" Kevin asked.
"Don't you remember when you froze your tongue onto the metal while talking?" Flash questioned, as Kevin looked around quickly, making sure nobody else heard. "Oh, and I win." Flash stated, pointing to the puddle that was left of his ice cube. Kevin sulked, and sunk lower into his chair.
A/N: Hello folks! Sorry, but you'll have to wait 'til next chapter to start the Terry/Kevin part! ^_^; Don't hurt me! I hope the characters aren't too OOC…