Hello readers. waves

It occurred to me recently that this fandom is seriously lacking in slash. I've never quite understood that since we do have one confirmed homosexual male actually in show, plus quite a few males who are quite possibly bisexual.

And thus, this fic, was born. Grins

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Well… I might partially own Tino… but not his name… It's confusing really. But whatever… non-profit… blah blah blah… don't sue…

P.S. Jordan's smarter than we give him credit for.

Reviewer Shout-outs! (Whoo! We hit six reviews! )

alimvru: You make me blush, and I love being able to choose Tino's personality.

Bryn: We'll see what we can do. wink Got to love the cute little boys.

yas: Aye Aye! Cuteness on the way. Here's some more Ricky and Jordan interaction.

Chapter Three

Ricky looks pale and shaken and he's staring at me with huge, worried eyes. I can't blame him really since I did pass out in his arms a little while ago.

We're both in the nurse's office right now and we're alone. She's gone for a smoke break I think. It doesn't matter anyway. We don't need her here.

"What happened?" He asks weakly, wringing his hands anxiously.

I sigh and stare at the ceiling, not sure what to tell him.

"Did you overdose or something?"

"I don't do drugs."

He looks surprised.

"I just haven't eaten enough." I try to make it sound as thought it's not a big deal, but it obviously is.

He nods thoughtfully.

"My aunt was like that… are you anorexic?"

I shake my head because it was never about weight loss. Though I don't mind it since it makes me more appealing to bigger guys. They get off on how frail I am or something.

"Do you do it on purpose or is it like… like a family issues sort of thing?" He asks awkwardly, still wringing his hands absently.

It's distracting and I close my hand around his, tangling our fingers together. He's a little bit sweaty but his hands are warm and I'm frozen.

"Progression from one to the other I guess…"

I close my eyes for a moment and Ricky seems to have been shocked into silence.

"So… so like why did you like keep doing it then?"

I sigh and prop myself up on the pillows so I can see him better. He looks genuinely curious.

"Jordan?"

"It feels good."

He nods thoughtfully again and doesn't question me about it, just squeezes my hand. I can almost see him trying to puzzle out how starvation can possibly feel good.

My eyes slip shut again of their own volition and I can feel myself starting to fall asleep. A slight pressure on my stomach brings me back to consciousness and seconds later Ricky's lips are on mine. He's kissing me very tenderly and I'm melting. He's a little bit clumsy when he asks for entrance and the pressure on my stomach is steadily becoming painful but it feels so nice and I'm disappointed when he pulls away.

"Wow… that was just… woah…"

He looks sort of dazed and a little bit confused, but happy.

I smile, "That was nice."

"Yeah."

Yes, yes it was an extremely short chapter, but that was the best place to cut it off. Trust me on that, besides the next chapter is about four times the length.

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