Warren shut the door and collapsed against it. How had Lash captured him? What had he been doing last night? Why? All he knew was that he had to call Serenity. It was about midnight. She would be up waiting by her phone for his call. He picked his cell phone off his nightstand and hit her speed dial number. Warren heard a few beeps and then a ringing. Half-way through the first ring, it was picked up with a worried, "Hello? War? That you?" Serenity had answered.

"Yeah, 's me…Listen Ser-"

"Oh, thank God. I was waiting at the restaurant and you didn't show up and I-"

"Ser-"

"I called you like twenty times and you never answered and-"

"Ser wait-"

"I didn't know what to do, and I was going to call the police-"

"Ser, let me talk-"

"Mostly because I heard that Lash escaped from jail and I thought of how Speed was let out, and how they both had it in for you and Will after the homecoming war and, well, yeah. So, what happened? Why didn't you show up?"

"Ser, I don't remember what happened. Lash must'a caught up with me and-"

"Ohmygosh! Are you alright!"

"Yeah, fine. Well, in pain but Lash let me get back home."

"What did he do to you? Did he hurt you? You know he's probably doing it to get me; he has a crush on me you know. He probably doesn't know that I'm with you though."

"No, you're not."

"What are you talking about; of course I'm with you!"

"No, I-I'm breaking up with you, Ser. I love you, but it would never work between us. I'm sorry. I'm just…in love with someone else."

"You-you were cheating on me?"

"No! No, I loved you. I would NEVER cheat on you! I'm sorry. I'm really sor-"

The dial tone answered him. She had hung up.

Monday

Warren sighed and checked himself in his mirror. He would leave for the bus stop in two minutes. He was ready early. It would be Warren and Lash's first time out together.

"Ready, War?" his mother called from downstairs.

"Yeah, hold on!" Warren yelled back, grabbing his jacket and backpack. He was the only one at this stop, the first stop for his bus. As the yellow school bus neared, he slouched his shoulders.

"Hello, Peace." The driver said, not-so-enthusiastically.

"Hey, Frank." Warren said in the same tired tone. He headed for the back seat, pulling out a ratty paperback book as he went. He tossed his bag in the seat by the window and sat down next to it. Warren cracked open his book, impatiently waiting for the third stop, Lash's stop. He hated to admit it, but he couldn't wait to see his boyfriend again. He LOVED Lash. He FUCKIN' LOVED LASH! He wanted to spend his days and nights in the stretchable's arms for fuck's sake.

The ride to the second stop and the picking up of the children went entirely too long. The ride to the third was almost unbearable. Warren stared at the words in his book. He had read the same sentence twenty times and it still hadn't sunk in. 'But something in me said, Show him your power; and I rose up fast, going right for him with both arms out.' (1)

As soon as the bus stopped at the third stop, Warren's head snapped up. First on the bus was Serenity, his ex; next was Speed, Lash's best friend; and then, yes! There was Lash! Lash's head began to turn and look for Warren, so Warren ducked his head back down behind his book.

Serenity saw him and huffed. How could Warren, Warren Peace, son of Barron Battle, and outcast of Sky High dump her? Well, she got him back. She was going out with Speed, Warren's arch-enemy as of late. Who was his new girl, then? She saw Warren duck his head. He must have seen her (Serenity). She looked around the bus, but not one girl stood out as a girlfriend of Warren. She sighed and sat down with Speed, happily giving him a peck on the cheek.

Lash started to the back of the bus, to Warren's seat. Warren was deep in his book, and must not have seen Lash get on. "Hey." Lash said to the other boy. Warren continued to ignore him. Lash craned his neck to read Warren's book. "What'cha readin'?" Still no answer. Warren leaned back, pulling his book closer to his face. Lash stared at his exposed legs. (As in, not covered by his arms, as he's wearing jeans).

Lash shrugged and sat down on Warren's lap. Warren's eyes widened as he felt the pressure. "I said, 'hi.'" Lash said, wrapping an arm around Warren's neck. There was a gasp from a seat further ahead of them on the bus.

"Warren Barron Peace! You dumped me for him!" Serenity was on her feet, her face red.

"Serenity, sit down!" Speed hissed at her. Frank was not-so-patiently waiting for her to sit and Lash to get his own seat. He was glaring into his mirror at the two troublemakers.

"Miss Jones, Mr. Topinski (ask Jamie-Skellington…) SIT DOWN!" Frank yelled in a voice to rival Boomer's.

Lash's face flushed as he slid into the seat next to Warren. He, not surprisingly, landed on Warren's backpack. "Loser, get off my backpack!" Warren whispered.

Lash grabbed the backpack and handed it over to Warren. Warren smirked at him and turned back to his book. He still couldn't concentrate, what with Lash breathing down his neck. "Yes, can I help you?" Warren asked, now agitated with smoke curling up from his fingers.

"Sure you can, by putting the book away and making out with me." Lash replied, a smile now present on his face.

Warren glanced at him, raised and eyebrow, and made a noise like 'Mmmmmhmmmm.' His eyes darted back to the book in his hands.

Lash's smile faded, and he began to form a plot in his head. He snatched Warren's book and, as Warren turned to yell at him, kissed him full on the lips. It would only have lasted a few seconds, as Lash had a hand tangled in Warren's perfect long hair and another on his left hand, until Warren responded. His right arm went around Lash's back, pulling him closer. They were so caught up; they didn't feel the bus stop at the second to last stop. There were gasps and giggling all around them.

Warren pulled away, his cheeks flushing. "Sorry." Lash said shortly. Word of them as a couple would be through the whole school before first period, he just knew it. And now he had embarrassed Warren on top of it all.

AT SCHOOL

"Warren, man, is it true?" Will asked, watching Warren get books out of his locker.

"Is what true?" Warren replied, now denying what had happened on the bus.

"Y'know. About you...and Lash. Is it true?"

"Maybe, maybe not. It's my business, Stronghold, not yours." At that moment, Lash walked up behind Warren and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's middle.

"Hey, lover." Lash smiled.

Will's eyes got bigger. "It is true. You never told me you were gay. And to think, I call you my best friend."

"Will, I told you I had a crush on Lash. You remember, after Save the Citizen in January?"

"Oh, you said Lash. I thought you said Lis." He was, of course, talking about Alisa Peters, the new student body president. She had long blond hair and chocolate eyes...and she was going out with Ethan. He helped her get good grades, and she thought him funny. So yeah, in short she was a weirdo.

"Umm...awkward." Lash said, still wrapping his striped arms around his Warren.

"Heh, yeah. That, I'll agree with." Warren confided, putting his hands behind his and Lash's heads, being sure to pull the stretchable closer. He could now feel Lash's body fitting in with his own. The bell rang and Warren, regretfully, pulled his arms back and picked up his books for Mad Science.

"We still have five minutes." Lash smirked as Warren turned to face him.

Warren snorted. "Hell no. No way am I being late. You don't know my mom." He said hastily as Lash opened his mouth to question the decision.

"Hmmkay, I'll see you at lunch?"

"Sure." Warren leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips. Will had disappeared sometime while Lash and Warren had a little, shall we say, 'moment.'

Anyone want to give me ideas for the next chappie? Otherwise this is the end of the story…