Disclaimer - STILL don't own 'em... damn...

A/N - Here be the second chapter. It's quite a lot shorter than I planned, as I was originally gonna have 1 great long chapter, but instead I've split it into two to make it easier to read. Um... so yeah, enjoy


Closeted Secrets

Kevin wrapped his arms around himself as the bitter morning air swirled around him making him shiver. He smiled and mentally congratulated himself on yet another job well done. He loved power. Of course, he was Captain of the football team at school, which gave him a great opportunity to test out this power, and the same opportunity was granted from the fact that since he had been young he had been the most popular guy on the block, and in each of these roles he felt strong and to him, that strength was the best feeling in the world. However, none of this could ever amount to the power that he had over Eddy, and none certainly felt this good. Some might have labelled him a megalomaniac, but to Kevin, all he could see was that Eddy was only giving him what was owed. Yes, Eddy owed him endlessly for not having told his little secret to the world.

He knew of course that Eddy would never dare refuse to comply. His easily bruised, yet massively inflated ego prevented that. Kevin knew from past experience that to Eddy, reputation was everything, and in Eddy's mind, if the truth came out then he would be lucky if he came out with any reputation left at all after the damage it would suffer. He couldn't even tell his best friends. This is what Kevin used to his advantage.

Anyone would have thought that he had exactly what he wanted from Eddy. But, recently Eddy had seemed to grow accustomed to his visits and had become tiresome of his games. He no longer held that look of fear and desperation that Kevin so loved to see forced upon his face, and although Kevin had tried almost everything he could think of, there was just no way to install the same look of terror into the boy. He was simply bored. He needed excitement. He needed to see the panicked expression of horror as he closed in on his victims. He needed to bring someone else into the equation. And Kevin knew exactly who he wanted that to be.

Kevin gazed at the house across the street before he turned to unlock the door to his own home and stepped through it, closing it behind him quietly so as not to disturb any remaining family members in the house. He ran up to his room and thrust open the curtains so that he could once again fix his eyes on the small house on the opposite side of the road. There was no car in the driveway – figures, Double D's parents were hardly ever at home. Kevin could barely even remember what they even looked like. He wondered briefly whether they ever did come home, but the sticky notes scattered around the lower floor of Double D's house were enough proof of their existence. A light was shining from a downstairs window. Kevin smirked. Trust Double D to be the only one up this early, probably carrying out chores for 'mommy and daddy'. How could Double D be so wiling to please people he hardly even knew? However – the absence of Double D's parents would certainly prove to be a useful advantage to him.

Kevin had often felt resentment, even jealousy toward Double D, though he would never admit it. He seemed to have the perfect life. The mind of a genius, the attention of more than just a few girls at school and, what Kevin hated most of all, two best friends who always stood by him. Something that Kevin never had. Sure, Rolf had always been a good friend and Nazz was always more than willing to spend time with him, but Rolf was always too busy, and he had all the other boys in the cul-de-sac to compete with for the affections of Nazz. Never had Kevin felt the security of a best friend relationship that was purely based on love.

And once Kevin had put his plan into action, the Eds would find out just how that emptiness feels.

He moved back from the window and lay on the linen sheets that surrounded his bed. Chestnut eyes gazed at the ceiling as parts of his plan began to surface and come together. His red hair had grown out and he had long since abandoned his favourite red cap leaving him with a crown of small auburn spikes. He had grown taller and become much more muscular since he was twelve – the effects of being an avid football player, the evidence of which was shown on his yellow football shirt which he wore continuously. As the final details of his idea were pieced together he smiled broadly.

Eddy would surely never see this coming...


And there you have it, Chapter two, hope you enjoyed it, and for anyone thinking that I've gone and fallen into the neverending pit of predictability with using Double D, don't worry, I'll make it original - just you wait & see... But for now, REVIEW! I need to know how well you guys like this coz I might not carry on if it's not that well recieved (I'm such the quitter)