Author: Lethal-chan of course!

Rating: PG-13 for later chapters and just to be on the safe side

Warnings: Slash

Author notes: Ah-heh. yes, I know about the age difference, that's why this is placed a few years after the game '-.- Anyways, I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!!

Mac was curled up into a little ball on his bed, his head sandwiched between his arms. He heaved a deep sigh and opened his eyes when he heard someone open his room door.
"Ah there you are Mac-What's the matter Mackenzie?" Brodi asked, blinking at the lump of fabric on the bed. Mac stiffened and sat up quickly.
"Nuthin' Brodi. just tired, that's all. I haven't been sleeping really well lately." Mac said quickly. Brodi watched him in silence for a long moment then nodded.
"You should probably just stay here then; I'll let you know what Rhazel says at the meeting, ok?" Mac nodded weakly.
"Yeah, thanks Brodi."
"No problem L'il Grasshopper, just get some sleep," Brodi said, flashing a grin and mussing with the fuzz on Mac's head. Mac, flushed faintly and stared at his feet. Brodi watched him for a moment in silence and seemed to want to say something, but instead he just sighed and left, leaving Mac to his own thoughts.
Mac waited for a moment in silence to make sure Brodi was really gone before flopping onto his back and exhaling in a huff. Jeez. he hated sharing a trailer with Brodi, and Rhazel seemed to be getting some sort of kick out of putting them together as much as possible. It wasn't like Mac didn't like Brodi or anything. It was just the opposite in fact, Mac liked Brodi. Like, like-liked Brodi. To be totally honest, Mac liked Brodi more then he has ever liked Kaori, and she had been his longest, most intense crush ever. 'Had' of course, was the operating term in that sentence. Mac had liked Brodi for going on two years now, and it the emotions the older boarder stirred up in Mac were enough to make Mac suspicious that they were more then a crush.
'Oh, like it matters anyways, Brodi's too old for you and you know it.' Mac reprimanded himself. He was quite ok with the fact that he liked a guy; he had known he was bi since he was 15. But Brodi? For God sakes, the man was 31 now (Mac's 17, soon to be 18 for those of you wondering)!
'Two years.' Mac thought solemnly. In two years Mac had grown to 5 feet 8 inches, gained 5 pounds, and had to shave everyday to keep that idiotic mustache of his at bay. Brodi on the other hand, had hardly changed at all. The surfer had gained one pound, gotten a job offer as a marine biologist for when he was done boarding. Other then that.
"My life officially sucks." Mac said out loud, closing his eyes and trying to go to sleep.

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"Ford, where's Fraser?" asked Rhazel from the head of the table.
"Mackenzie wasn't feeling well, says he hasn't been sleeping really well. so I told him to stay in the trailer and get some sleep." Brodi explained, leaning back in his chair and folding his hands behind his head. Rhazel frowned darkly but nodded.
"I thought l'il bit was actin' a might strange lately. Personally thought he'd had a bit o' a thing goin' for someone, but 'ey, sleep deprivation 'splains it too." Moby commented lightly. JP made a rude coughing sound and looked at the ceiling.
"Got somethin' to say there Frenchie?" Moby growled. The Frenchman glared at him.
"Non, but do not call me 'Frenchie', Jones. I have a proper name." JP snapped coldly in French. Moby flashed a grin at him and opened his mouth to reply but Rhazel cut in.
"You two can have your little flirt fest later. As for Fraser, he's excused. Now let's get on with this meeting."

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Brodi poked his head into Mac's room and was glad to see that Mac was asleep. Glancing at a clock over Mac's bed, Brodi decided he should wake Mac so the teen could get something to eat, it was dark now. Just as he was about to shake him Mac began to mumble, making Brodi pause to listen.
"Stop it Brod. tickles. jerk. love you too." Brodi blinked several times and sat down on the edge of the bed, watching Mac in silence. Mac said no more though, so Brodi woke him up, ignoring the pounding in his chest.
"Hey Mac." he said quietly, shaking Mac's shoulder. Mac rolled onto his back and flung an arm over his eyes.
"Twenty minutes more." he murmured. Brodi laughed and tickled the boy's side.
"I think you've slept enough L'il Grasshopper, how about something to eat?" Mac immediately sat up and looked around wildly, his arms around himself defensively.
"WHAT IN THE HELL?!!?" he bellowed. Brodi blinked at him a few times and grinned again.
"Ah, ticklish are you? That's what you for not waking up!" Brodi said, poking Mac once more for good measure. Mac glared at him, his cheeks a faint pink.
"So, you want something to eat?" Brodi asked, arching an eyebrow. Mac looked at his lap for a moment then glanced at Brodi out of the corner of his eyes.
"Are you cooking, Sir I Can Burn Anything?" Mac asked slyly. Brodi frowned slightly then laughed.
"'Course not, I'm eating it too!" he said good-naturedly clapping Mac on the shoulder. Mac laughed along with him.
"How about pizza then?" Mac suggested. Brodi pondered this for a second before nodding.
"Sure, my treat."

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About 30 minutes later Mac and Brodi were sitting at the kitchen table enjoying their pizza.
"Hey Mac?" Brodi said suddenly, taking a bite out of his pizza slice. Mac swallowed and arched an eyebrow.
"Yeah?" he asked curiously, propping his feet on one of the other chairs. Brodi looked at the ceiling for a minute and chewed slowly before answering.
"Did you know you talk in your sleep?" Brodi asked, glancing at Mac out of the corner of his eyes. He arched an eyebrow in interest when Mac literally choked on his pizza.
"You all right Mackenzie?" Brodi asked, a concerned look on his face. Mac nodded and took a swallow of his root beer.
"Alright, I'm ok now. Um. what exactly did I say?" Mac asked, nervously fiddling with a pepperoni slice. Brodi looked at the ceiling and pondered his next move.
"Well. it was hard to understand, you were mumbling, so it was hard to tell." Mac let out a quiet sigh of relief. "I did catch a few words though, I'm not going to tell you which words, but may I ask you something?" Brodi continued. Mac paled slightly and nodded slowly.
"I-I guess so." Mac said quietly, looking away, his face an interesting contrast compared to his hair.
"What do you want for your birthday?" Brodi asked, losing his nerve. Mac blinked several times and looked Brodi dead in the eyes.
"Uhm. well. I don't know to be honest. I got everything I want stuff- wise." He said hesitantly, looking away.
"Anything non-material that you want?" Brodi asked, taking a few deep breaths and eating some more pizza. Mac knew instantly what he wanted, but he wasn't entirely sure how to say it.
"Yeah. but I don't know how to ask."
"You think about it while I clean up, alright?" Brodi said, regaining some sense of normality. Mac nodded and went out and sat on the couch, musing over how to ask for what he wanted while Brodi cleaned the kitchen up some (their guys, like they're going to be really clean).

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"So did you figure it out yet?" Brodi asked, flopping on the couch next to Mac. Mac mumbled for a long time before sighing and adjusting to face Brodi.
"Well, there's this. person I like."
"A male." Brodi said simply. Mac blinked at him in amazement, making Brodi laugh.
"Why else would you say 'person'?" Mac blinked again and nodded slowly, losing his battle against the blush that was creeping onto his cheeks. Brodi smiled again and leaned over, tweaking Mac's nose.
"Has anyone told ever told you that you blush a lot?" he asked, making Mac blush even harder. Brodi chuckled again and leaned back.
"Anyways, you were saying.?"
"Yeah. um. well, I think they. I think he likes me too, but at the same time he isn't acting that much different then he ever has. and he's uh, what's the word? Significantly older then I am." Mac struggled to get the words out without giving any major hints to who it was. Brodi was silent for a moment, his brow furrowing in thought.
"Do I know him?" he asked after a moment.
"Yeah."
"Is he on the SSX circuit?"
"Yeah." Mac was squirming in his seat because with each question Brodi would lean a little closer and it was making him really, really nervous.
"What's his alternate sport?" Brodi asked quietly, so close now that if he whispered he could be heard. Mac fidgeted more and sighed. Looking Brodi dead in the eyes, he said, very quietly,
"Surfing."

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Heheh! R&R please!

-Lethal-chan