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Warning: Um...SLASH...and...well, you'll find out! :wink wink:

"Dig-a-hole, Dig-a-hole, dig-a-hole." Ed sang as he scooped up large chunks of dirt in his fists. He had already managed to dig a trench that was three feet deep and about five feet long. Rolf was leaning against a tree near Ed sewing a net out of, what appeared to be, pieces of fish.

He had been willing to help Ed dig the hole, but considering the speediness and efficiency of Ed's digging already, decided against it. He would only get in the way.

Rolf admired his net before turning to Ed. "How are you doing, Ed-boy? Rolf is almost finished with his net made of sea cucumber membranes. Is the swine trap ready yet?"

Rolf beamed at the net. Ever since wearing his traditional sea cucumber garb, he had come to realize the elasticity and toughness of the membrane itself. He found it to be quite ingenious of him to use it as a net to capture his lost swine. As long as he knew it would not displease his ancestors, he would use the sacred sea cucumber to his advantage.

Rolf stopped his sewing. He still had not heard any response, no matter how inane it might be, from Ed, nor did he hear any sounds of digging.

"Ed-boy?"

No response.

Rolf peered into the hole and saw the oddest thing he'd ever seen in a long time.

Ed was standing on a dirt mound he had recently created, staring off into space. Normally, this wouldn't be all that peculiar, but the expression on Ed's face disturbed Rolf deeply.

Ed had a complacent, thoughtful look on his face. His eyes were heavy-lidded and seemed to be gazing at something fascinating known to him and him alone. His body seemed to be emanating an aura of deep concentration that Rolf could feel seep into his very bones.

Rolf wasn't sure whether to shake Ed out of it or simply back off. He felt as if he were intruding on something very important and special. Something he would never dream of knowing. Rolf felt a sudden rush of inexplicable sadness at not being a part of something so beautiful, he wished he knew what it was.

Just as quickly as it had come, it was gone, along with Ed's odd demeanor. Ed visibly shook himself, as if ridding the stupor he was just in, and turned to Rolf. Rolf was still uncertain of what to say and could only stare at Ed, perplexed. Then Ed smiled, the big, dopey smile Rolf was accustomed to, and he immediately relaxed.

Before Rolf could make any inquiries, Ed spoke: "Eddy and Double-D are going to be okay, Rolf! There is no need to be sad!" Having said this, Ed resumed his digging, humming contentedly to himself again.

Rolf sunk slowly to the grass not even realizing he had stood. Ed's comment only brought more confusion to Rolf's mind. He waited for Ed to say more, but saw no explanation forthcoming. Rolf wanted to know what exactly had just happened and how Ed-boy knew what the other two Ed-boys were feeling, but he chastised himself. This was stuck-in-the-rut-Ed-boy he was worrying about! He had nothing of value to say!

The thought calmed Rolf slightly, so he continued sewing, trying not to think about what had transpired and the expression on Ed's normally goofy face.

Edd and Eddy, meanwhile, were beside themselves with pleasure and lust. They had yet to come up for air from their previous kiss. They didn't really care, though. Eddy had Edd up against the wall by the time he allowed his lungs some much needed oxygen. Too breathless to speak, he settled with resting his forehead on Edd's.

Edd felt like he was on fire. A fire so fierce, it consumed him leaving trails of heat in lower regions of his body. The fire turned into an inferno when Eddy began suckling the sensitive skin on his neck.

Edd inhaled sharply between the gap in his teeth. His hips thrust up instinctively, needing friction, but was denied as Eddy deliberately avoided his thrusts. Edd bit his lip in an attempt to stifle the moans rising in his throat. The usually sharp tongue he came to recognize as Eddy's was now lapping, caressing his heated flesh. It was enough to drive him crazy.

Eddy noticed his friend's (lover's?) attempts at keeping quiet and smiled against his neck. Edd was so quiet already, he needed an opportunity to let loose, so to speak and Eddy was determined to give it to him.

Eddy already had an advantage. From knowing Double-D for so long he knew just how sensitive he really was. Eddy was determined to get a rise out of him. He chuckled, Edd wouldn't be keeping quiet for long...

As Eddy continued suckling Edd's jaw line, he smiled deviously. He delicately traced a finger tip over Edd's ribcage. Edd shuddered and bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. 'This won't do at all,' Eddy thought, smiling. 'He's still holding back.'

Edd, meanwhile, was battling a torrent of emotions with his sense of what was 'proper'. It's not that he didn't want to lose control, he was afraid to and the way Eddy made him feel was pushing him over the edge.

His whole life had been about logic and control. He used to spend his life doing everything his parents asked and never expecting anything to change. When he met Eddy, it was like he was taken on a roller coaster ride of freedom. But, besides that wonderful rush you feel, there is always the fear. It controlled him. Could he truly let go? Could he truly be worthy of someone as spontaneous and wonderful as Eddy was to him?

Eddy was beginning to travel lower on Edd's body when he felt something wet hit his cheek. He glanced up and felt his heart jump in his throat. Edd was standing in the same position he was before, crying. His eyes were closed and he was shaking, but he didn't seem to notice the tears. Eddy stood up immediately.

"What's wrong?! Are you okay? I didn't hurt you, did I? I'm sorry!" Eddy was practically panicking. He shouldn't have moved so damn fast!

Edd opened his eyes and stared at Eddy, perplexed. "What are you...?" He stopped when Eddy's form appeared blurry. He reached up to wipe his eyes, only to find them wet. When had he started crying?

Edd gazed at his hand then at Eddy's concerned face. "I-I'm sorry...I don't know what's gotten into me." He walked shakily to his bed and sat down, patting the spot next to him. When Eddy sat down, Edd looked at him with the saddest eyes he'd ever seen.

"I don't deserve you."

THE END!!!! Haha, not really.

Authors notes: Due to the graphic nature of this fic, I am unable to post the rest of what I have here. I sincerely apologize...But, If you want the full lemony version you can go to Adultfanfiction and search for 'mysticlynx' naturally! And if is being a bastard, I'll keep you informed on my Author's page on where to look for it. Thank you all for your wonderful support and please review this fic! I'm desperate to know what you think. You can also email me via my author page. SMOOCHIES!!!