FASH: Here we are, time for some confessions!
C: Have I mentioned that I dislike you?
FASH: Yep! But I love you anyways! You're too cute to hate!
T: Yea Claude, you're just so adorable.
C: (Sighs.) Just get on with the fic already, before you get any ideas.
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Claude looked around, e could hear the sounds of footsteps falling so he new Tyson was no longer running, but where could he be? 'Oh Tyson, where did you go?' Claude was in definitely going to plot to kill Hilary now, he wasn't normally homicidal, but this was a special case, he shuddered as he remembered a letter he had randomly picked from the normal tidal wave that hit him, it had been from Hilary.
Flashback
Claude opened his locker at the end of the day, but a pile of love letters even bigger than the day before blasted him, Tyson pointed and laughed at him. "You certainly seem to be popular." He commented with a few chuckles. Claude angrily swiped one letter and ripped it open, his pupils dilating with every word he read. "This one's from Hilary." He said in a very freaked out voice, Tyson stopped his chuckling. "So, what does it say?" "I'm not sure your virgin ears should hear it." Tyson scoffed. "I've gone through sex-ed, I'm in grade twelve, I can handle it." "Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you." Claude cleared his throat and began reading it out.
"Claude, I want to (Censored.) you in every (Censored.) way. So if you ever want some fun, come to me, I'll give you a good time."
Tyson looked white and about to hurl. "Hey, at least she didn't send something like this to you, imagine how I must feel." Claude said and for seeming no reason, Tyson hugged him. 'That was an unexpected surprise.' Claude thought as Tyson pulled away. "What was that for?" "I pity you." "... Gee, thanks."
End Flashback
'Tyson, can't you see that I hate Hilary? Why would I want to kiss her vile mouth? Yours is so much more tempting.' Claude shook his head, trying to expel the thoughts gnawing at him; we can't say he has the purest mind of all the people in G-Revolution.
"Tyson, I know you're somewhere, can't we talk?" From his place Tyson shuddered, he wanted to talk, but, something was holding him back. 'Why did Hilary have to ruin everything?' He thought angrily.
Flashback
It was now Thursday and Tyson still hadn't recovered from Hilary's love letter to Claude on Tuesday, it disturbed him and it made him mad. Couldn't Hilary just butt out for once, he did not want to deal with her, especially if they both had a crush on the same guy.
Tyson raised his eyebrows as Claude opened his locker and stepped to the side, Claude noticed him and grinned. "I have learned from experience that these letters will grow in numbers before they disappear." Claude laughed a bit, but Tyson didn't join in, causing Claude to look at him in worry. "Tyson, is everything okay?" Tyson nodded, but Claude was obviously not convinced as he stepped over the pile of paper. "Tyson, you know you cam tell me anything, right?" He asked, placing his hands on Tyson's shoulders, Tyson nodded. 'I wish I could tell you, but I can't, I need to sort my feelings out, but, I'll tell you soon.'
End Flashback
'Maybe if I told him before, I wouldn't have been too late.' Tyson thought sadly as tears began to pour from his ears and he stifled his sobs.
"Tyson, please come out, I didn't kiss Hilary! As stupid as it sounds, she forced herself on me! I tried to push her away! You know how disgusted I am with her, why would I ever want to even talk to her!" Claude sighed. "I would never want to kiss anyone else because, I, I love you." He waited.
Tyson drew in a breath, Claude loved him! His crush loved him! He noticed that Claude looked depressed and quickly jumped from his hiding place.
Claude had turned around and was going to leave when he heard the rustling of leaves; he turned to see a blushing Tyson come towards him. "I love you to." He said shyly and Claude smiled, walking closer to Tyson. "Really?" "Really." And slowly, very slowly, their lips met in a soft kiss. When they finally broke apart they both had a cute flush on their cheeks and they walked out of the woods, hand in hand. "And now, we get to go back to work." Tyson said with a sad sigh, Claude just smiled and put an arm around Tyson's shoulder. "I'm sure I can make the torture more bearable."
Meanwhile, Hilary, who had no clue that her plan backfired, was plotting, again. "Next Friday there's a dance, what a perfect time to get closer to Claude!" Yea, her world was now revolving around Claude, that sex beast. "Hilary, honey, time for lunch." "Coming mom!"
C: I can't believe you called me a sexy beast.
FASH: You are, meow!
C: I thought I was cute.
T: You're both!
C: And you're not helping!
FASH: Sure he is! You just don't like compliments concerning your looks, anyways, I hope you people liked this chapter, I'm sure Tyson and Claude did, why wouldn't they, they're so hot, even hotter together!
T: Of course, now review!