FASH: Happy End of School/Beginning of Summer Vacation Day! Now that all exams, projects and other stuff like that is over (for me anyways), this fic will probably end really, really soon, because I'm pretty sure that I'm making this the second last chapter, and then I have to write the huge 10 to12 page last chapter that will probably take mefour hours straightto write. (I type slow... And I'm easily distrac- Oh look! Something shiney!) I can't believe I'm almost done. Hoorah!
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Tyson smiled nervously, when he had come out of his room he didn't expect to see Hiro standing there, and being the imposing figure that he is, well, Tyson got a little nervous, but Tyson calmed down a bit when he saw Garland and Brooklyn behind Hiro, sitting calmly on the couch. "So… Where did Kai go?" Hiro frowned, eyes glaring at nothing imparticular and Tyson could only guess hat Hiro had decided to personally escort Kai home, something that only Hiro could do, because Hiro was scary at times, and Hiro was Tyson's bother, hurting Hiro was like hurting Tyson, and Kai didn't want to hurt Tyson.
"Alright then, I'll just make a couple of very accurate assumptions." Tyson said as he made his was past Hiro and sat next to Brooklyn on the couch, nervously toying with the hem of his shirt. 'I don't want to say anything with Hiro and Garland here, how do I get them to go away?'
The problem seemed to solve itself. Garlands' cell phone started to ring and he answered hurriedly, speaking to someone who Tyson guessed was one of his brothers or sisters.
"Sorry, I have to go, my sister's playing in a tournament in two hours and I need to leave now to get there in time." Garland said, getting off the couch as he explained his situation and running through the door with a muffled. "Bye Tyson!"
A couple minutes after some very uncomfortable silence Hiro finally realized that Tyson was gesturing at him and then to the door, then it took another couple of minutes for him to understand.
Poor Brooklyn was so confused about what was going on, he could see Tyson out of the corner of his eye and Hiro was mouthing things to the boy beside him. 'What is going on?'
"I just remembered that I had to go get some… Groceries, yeah, groceries." Hiro muttered as he raced out of the room, forgetting his wallet, then running back in, smiling a very fake looking smile. "Need this to buy the… Uhh- Groceries! Yeah…." And he was gone in a flash.
And now there was just silence, a very uncomfortable silence, and very, very uncomfortable silence, in fact, Tyson was sure that if either one of them didn't start talking soon, that the silence would just kill him, slowly strangling his until he couldn't even scream for help. But he was not going to start talking, he didn't like starting conversations, the middle and the end were good for him, but starting them. No. Especially when his potential boyfriend was sitting right next to him. 'Oh God. What if I say something really stupid!' Tyson was inwardly crying, being very pessimistic and thinking of all the things that could go wrong, and he was to busy with his inner turmoil that he didn't notice Brooklyn's arm sneak around him until the red head started talking.
"Tyson?" Tyson slowly looked up into Brooklyn's blue eyes, they were such a pretty shade of blue, and he wondered why he had never really noticed it before. In fact, everything about Brooklyn was pretty, his hair was shiny and looked really soft, and he looked like an angel with his fair complexion, wearing his odd little uniform-type-thing. 'It looks as though he's joined the Navy.' Tyson blinked slowly and blushed when he realized that he had once again been too deep into his thoughts to notice Brooklyn was trying to talk to him.
"Tyson, are you okay? You're really flushed." Brooklyn asked curiously, resting one hand on the side of Tyson's face, slowly making its way up to his forehead. "And you feel a bit feverish." 'Wow, his hands are really cold. He's like a vampire!' "Tyson? Are you listening?" "Maaayybbeee." Their faces were so close and Tyson could feel the hot blush spreading over his cheeks, up to the tips of his ears and down his neck. 'Inches away, only a few mere inches, dammit.' Tyson wasn't sure what to do, he had only kissed once before, and that was just the kiss with Raul, and he didn't want to make the first move if Brooklyn didn't feel exactly the same. 'What if I'm a bad kisser, what if he doesn't like me, what if he-'
All thoughts instantly dissolved as Tyson felt Brooklyn's lips on his, it was only a second of contact before Brooklyn pulled away, starting to mumble something, but Tyson quickly silenced him with his own lips. Soon enough moths were parting to make way for tongues as they battled for dominance on the couch, arms wrapping around each other, Brooklyn had thrown Tyson's hat and ponytail to the ground and they both ran their hands through each others hair reveling in the contact. They only stopped when they both felt that their lungs were about to burst.
Blue eyes met brown as the two blushed hotly, gasping for breath. 'Wow.' 'Wow.' Brooklyn smiled, leaning in and kissing Tyson's cheek before whispering. "I suppose now all we have to worry about is how your brother is going to react about us. I think we should do him a favor by not being like this on the couch when he gets back." "Right." 'To the bedroom!'
And in a bar somewhere, Hiro downed another bottle. 'I just hope they don't stain the sheets. That'll be a bitch to clean. And to explain to grandpa.'
FASH: Oh yeah, this fic is finally winding down, so next chapter is the last, but I'll probably finish it in a few days now that school's over, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and will enjoy the last chapter, speaking of which, I should probably start writing it, it's going to take a while.
