Chapter 2-On the Way

As they boarded the bus for Scarsdale, Mark seemed even more nervous than usual. He tried to hide it but Roger could see it in his eyes. It was good that Roger was going Mark needed him and Roger knew it. He liked feeling like he was needed.

When the bus started moving Mark let out a small whimper.

"What's wrong?" Roger asked with sympathy

"I don't know how there going to react and I really do not wanna find out." Mark said with a hint of fear

Roger reached over and grabbed Mark's hand and gave him a reassuring kiss. "Every thing's going to be alright, I promise. What are you more nervous about telling them I'm your boyfriend or that I gave you AIDS?"

"Both they are probably gonna kill me for being gay, and you for giving me this disease."

Roger looked pained at that last comment, and Mark could tell.

"Look Rog I didn't mean it like that, I don't regret one single minute of being with you, no matter what happens I love you."

"I love you to Marky" Roger said as he leaned in for another kiss.

Mark could see the passion in his boyfriend's eyes, and he knew exactly what he was thinking.

"No Roger."

"What I didn't even say anything?"

"I know what your thinking, and the answer is no I'm not gonna do it with you in the bathroom of a bus!" Mark said assertively

"Fine" Roger said with a huff as he turned away from Mark.

"You're such a drama queen Rog, you get so pouty when I won't have sex with you." Mark said with a hint of sarcasm

Roger said nothing back. They sat for a while in complete silence until Mark realized something.

"Roger I just figured out why you get so pouty when I turn down sex!" Mark exclaimed

"Oh yeah and what would that be?"

"When you were back in your drug rocker sex days you were never turned down by any girl. They all were willing to give it up to you as soon as you looked at them. So now when someone says no it hurts your ego." Mark said playfully as he played with the musicians hair.

"O yeah I'm sure thats it." Roger said as he grabbed Marks hand and pulled him into his arms.

Roger knew Mark needed to be held his sarcastic comments were just the way he was choosing to hide his nerves. Mark was glade Roger knew what he needed. When Mark was in Rogers arms he felt so safe and peaceful and for a moment everything was alright. They spent almost the entire ride this way. Just sitting there in each others arms, each one comforting the other in his own way.