((A/N: I realize that a lot of you have mixed opinions, but hey, I needed something different. Every story out there right now is Ray and Lily or Travis and Lily. I needed change, something unique that people would remember. I've already got a Rily, but really, Lily doesn't need to be hooked up constantly. Other things can happen, and homosexuality is one of them. It was just an idea I had, one that I thought could get me somewhere in my writing. If you have a problem with it, that's fine, but you don't need to complain about it by saying 'don't profane RFR with this.' Since when are gays considered profanity? I don't know about anyone else, but I think that's really unjust to say. I hope you like the story, and if not... well, that sucks for you, because most people should be able to see the beauty in it. Thanks for reading! grins))

So, Travis had been having a very strange day so far. They'd only ridden one ride – one measly ride, and Ray had completely freaked out on he and Ray! What happened in his mind, he had no idea. Of course, he knew by now that Ray had a little fear of heights, but nothing that extravagant, right?

Maybe not. It was Ray, after all. He was a little weird all by himself.

"I have to use the bathroom," he said a bit quietly, a secret message to Ray. Travis needed to talk to him about what the hell was wrong with him, because that boy was being more strange than... than anyone he knew. Ray, however, was off in his own little dreamland, humming to himself.

Travis had to nudge him hard in the side to get his attention. Raising his eyebrows, it was a simple signal that read quite clearly, 'meet me in the men's room.'

He walked over and hid in one of the stalls near the open door, listening to the remainder of the conversation between Ray and Lily. If Ray didn't understand now, there was no hope left for him.

"Look, I've, uh, got to go for a minute... I think I have to puke," he heard Ray say, putting a grin onto his face. Travis could just picture Ray putting on an act for that. Wait, why was he smiling about... Ugh, about Ray Brennan?!

That thought was over in seconds. Thank God.

"Okay, I'll just wait out here, I guess..." Lily said, her voice chiming like bells in the wind. Travis still loved her voice, it put butterflies in his stomach, and yet he went unnoticed. She couldn't honestly have feelings for Ray, could she? Or River?

Or... God forbid... Robbie.

Travis grinned. Like that would ever happen. Robbie was as far away from Lily as black was from white. It would never work out – besides, Robbie appeared to be seeing someone else, even if he wouldn't reveal who that was. Hmm.

"What do you want?" Ray said into his ear, causing Travis to jump. "I think I'll have a bruise on my side now, thanks a lot."

Sarcasm. Oh, when did it stop?

"What is with you today?" Travis asked, his eyebrows narrowed dangerously. "You acted like a complete freak on the Ferris wheel!"

"I... I don't like heights," Ray confessed, and Travis rolled his eyes.

"Oh come on, it was only twenty feet high!" It was true. The carnival's Ferris wheel was one of the smallest that Travis had ever seen, even in every place he'd lived.

Ray was quiet for a few minutes, and Travis sighed, quite annoyed. He watched as the boy opposite him ruffled his hair and sat down on the counter, the reflection of the back of Ray's head in the mirror. Travis had no idea what he could possibly be so secretive about, but most likely it had something to do with Lily.

"What?!" Travis demanded at last, desperate to know. He hated being held on the edge, it felt like he was out of the loop with himself. Karma.

"I – Well, you were being like..." Ray started, obviously trying to pick out the right words. "You put your hand... on my... you put your hand on my back!"

Travis laughed. He actually laughed. All of this because Ray thought he was gay?! It was ridiculous. "Is that all?" He asked, not able to believe all of this. As if he would be homosexual, of all people... "I'm allowed to do that, you know. We're friends..."

Or so he thought...

"Well, most of my normal friends don't do... ugh... stuff like that!" Ray gasped, and Travis shook his head in disbelief. What was he, an alien?!

"Oh, so now I'm not normal?" He replied in pure anger and disappointment. Lily was probably getting worried about them by now, but he didn't care. "I hate to break it to you, but you're not the average person either. Everyone's different, no matter how you look at it."

Ray rolled his eyes, and Travis didn't even want to know what he was thinking. Travis! Himself! A homosexual! Yeah right. Just... no. "We may be different, but some are a bit more different than others, if you get what I mean..."

That was it. Travis's eyes grew to a large extent, and his eyebrows were cringed darkly. Ray was really getting on his nerves now, and if he didn't stop... Well, Travis could live without him. "I'm not gay!" Travis yelled, pushing Ray against the bathroom stall, within inches from his face. "Maybe you are, but I'm straight, okay?! I think about Lily every second of every day, she's never out of my mind!"

It was like one of their friendly competitions, only... turned upside-down. "I'm not gay either!" Ray shouted, and Travis felt his breath on his face. It was cool and smelled of mint and basil. Wait – why was he even noticing that?! "I just... I just wanted to see if you were!"

Travis had had enough. He stepped back and shook his head, swallowing in disbelief. "You know what? I don't care. I don't care if you think I'm homosexual, I don't care what weird ideas you have in your head, and most of all? I don't care if you don't have feelings for Lily anymore, because I know that now I can cut you out of the picture."

He walked to the door, but looked back for a second. Travis... he didn't want to go. What was going on? "But first," he started, and it was as if he were actually watching a movie, playing a role, rather than being there and speaking for himself. What was he saying? "You tell me if this feels like a kiss you'd get from a gay guy."

What... what was he saying?! What was going on?! He felt himself walking toward an awestruck Ray, and he couldn't control his legs, they just kept walking forward. Houston, we have a problem! He had to stop this thing! Overload! Overload!

They were inches apart, and Travis felt his lips fall onto Ray's. They were a bit chapped, as one might expect his to be, unlike Travis's – soft and smooth. He wanted to pull away, but he was unable to move. His entire body had gone numb.

Wait... did this mean...? Oh God.

((This story WILL continue. I promise. I'll probably have Lily become kind of suspicious and have her find out somehow, so we'll just have to see what happens, now shall we? Thanks for reading, reviews are welcome – but no flames, please.))