aloha everyone :)
okay, i've totally gotten over my writer's block now, I'm so happy. i wrote two nice long chapters for you guys, although, im only including one in this update.
i'm really pleased with this chapter. we're kicking gabriella and sharpay out of the spotlight, Tryan wants it back :D LOTS of tryan fluff abound, this might even be my fluffiest chapter yet (although, i could be mistaken, you can be the judge of that).
well, i'll let you get on with reading then, enjoy :)
Oh Troy…
The days leading to opening night grew ever shorter, and as they did, rehearsals grew even longer and more rigorous. It was a bit of a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it kept everyone out of trouble. Troy and Ryan almost lost the will, and definitely the energy, to have sex anymore. Gabriella could not even think of a decent revenge scheme with so many dances to perfect. Sharpay didn't have time to worry about who her brother was going out with, as she had enough lines to memorize.
On the other hand… it kept everyone out of trouble. Ryan would have loved nothing more than to screw his boyfriend silly, but it didn't seem that appealing when Troy was fast asleep. Gabriella was almost driven to madness that she had not separated the two boys yet, and almost decapitated Martha during one of the livelier dance routines. And Sharpay's depression was really bringing her performance down, as her character was supposed to be bright and happy… and without a brother dating the love of her life…
During one of their rehearsals, Ryan and Troy snuck backstage to steal a few minutes for themselves. Ryan had Troy wrapped in his arms, and he embraced him gently as Troy spoke.
"I'm sorry, Ryan."
Ryan smiled. "What is it now?"
"I'm sorry that we can't have sex anymore." Troy said quietly. Ryan let out a loud laugh.
"Troy, really, don't sweat it." Ryan said, holding Troy tighter. "Opening night is in a week. After that, we can have sex as much as you want."
Troy chuckled and nuzzled his cheek against Ryan's chest. "Okay, sounds good."
It was rare for Ryan to be the one holding Troy. Being the smaller of the two, Ryan was usually in Troy's arms, as he stroked his hair and whispered to him. But Troy just couldn't do that right now. On top of these demanding rehearsals, he also had basketball, which put the weight of the championships on his shoulders. Troy had turned to living off of Red Bulls, but Ryan immediately stopped him. He knew those things only did more damage to an already tired body. And so, when Troy was not onstage or on the court, he was with Ryan. It was the only thing that kept Troy going now. He was literally living off of Ryan.
Ryan sighed, breathing in Troy's scent. He could remember that day, a day that seemed so far in the past, when he first caught a whiff of that smell. It was a different time, when Troy and Ryan were almost strangers. It was that first awkward rehearsal with Gabriella, and Ryan found himself helping Troy with his Twist. That day, Ryan saw Troy in a different light. He would never forget that day.
Ryan lowered his head and kissed Troy softly on the head. "Troy, I love you." He whispered.
Troy didn't respond. Instead, a soft snore escaped his mouth, and he hugged Ryan tighter.
Ryan sighed and rolled his eyes. "Oh Troy… Ms. Darbus is going to have a cow." He looped one arm under Troy's legs and another around his back. It took a bit of work, but Ryan was able to heave Troy up and carry him as he walked away. He lumbered over to the right wing and pushed through the curtains onto the stage. Ms. Darbus was onstage, giving Sharpay some directions on the scene they were working on. They both turned around when they heard Ryan. Sharpay held a hand to her mouth and let out a huge 'Awww!' when she saw Troy curled up in Ryan's arms.
Ms. Darbus gave Ryan a strange look. "Ryan, what's happened to Troy?"
"He's not feeling well." Ryan said. "I'm going to take him home so he can rest."
Ryan knew that Ms. Darbus would rather have Troy stay, but she was aware that Troy also had basketball to contend with. Grudgingly, she let Troy leave.
"But I expect you to be back here as soon as possible, are we clear Mr. Evans?"
"Yes ma'am." Ryan replied. He walked up to Sharpay, and she stuffed the key to her car in his pocket. Still carrying Troy, he then climbed off the stage. He walked down the aisle, past the rows of seats where the rest of the cast sat. Ryan could hear some people sharing Sharpay's reaction as he made his way to the exit. This was probably the first time people had seen Troy in such a vulnerable state. Usually, he was this hotshot basketball star that everyone worshipped, and here was, asleep and being carried away by Drama boy. Ryan smiled smugly as he pushed through the auditorium doors and into the parking lot.
By now, the sun had almost set. Still, Sharpay's bright pink car wasn't hard to miss. She left it with the top down, not worried in the slightest of it getting stolen. She could easily get a new one anyways. Ryan lifted Troy over the passenger side door and set him gently on the seat. He took the seatbelt and tried to buckle it in place. Once Troy was securely in his seat, Ryan made his way around the front of the car to his side. He pulled Sharpay's key out of his pocket, hopped in and started the car up. The drove home was quiet. Troy was fast asleep the whole time, and there was barely any traffic. Ryan decided he'd bring Troy to the mansion, and he could have him pampered there while Ryan went back to rehearse. Ryan pulled out his cell phone to call Troy's parents.
"Hi Mrs. Bolton, it's Ryan."
"Ryan dear!" Mrs. Bolton replied. "How are you? Are you eating enough?"
"Yes, I'm eating." Ryan said. "Um, I was wondering if it was all right if Troy spent the night at my house."
"Of course dear." Mrs. Bolton replied. "Did you want me to drive over with some pajamas for Troy?"
"Oh no, that's okay." Ryan said. He won't be needing them anyways Ryan thought mischievously. "He'll just borrow some of mine."
"Okay, well you boys have fun. And don't overwork yourselves at rehearsal!"
Too late for that. "Yeah, we will. Thanks Mrs. Bolton."
"Anytime dear." Ryan closed his phone and stuffed back into his pocket. Troy's parents practically treated him like he was their second son, and he liked it. He only hoped they would still act that way when Troy came out to them. If Troy came out to them. Then Ryan got thinking. When would he and Troy come out? How would they do it? Would they tell everyone one by one? Would they make a big public announcement? People weren't going to stay fickle highschoolers forever, and eventually, they would have to know. How would his parents react? How would Mr. and Mrs. Evans react when Troy revealed he loved Ryan instead of Sharpay? Ryan could remember last summer. Troy had made a lot of promises to Sharpay, in front of their parents too. Would they resent Troy for it? Would they resent Ryan too?
Ryan shook his head. He didn't want to think about things like that right now. He and Troy would cross that bridge when they got there. Right now, all Ryan was worried about was Troy, and making sure he survived the next week. He made it to his house. Pulling into the garage, Ryan got out of the car and picked Troy up again. He made his way throughout the house, finally reaching his bedroom. As he slowly set Troy on the bed, Troy's eyes fluttered open.
"Oh Troy." Ryan sighed. "As soon as I get you here you wake up."
"Where am I?" Troy asked, blinking his eyes. "Is it time for my scene yet?"
Ryan laughed. "No, silly. You're at my house now."
"What?" Troy exclaimed. He tried to get up, but Ryan put a hand on Troy's chest and gently pushed him down again.
"You're not going anywhere Troy." Ryan said. "You need to rest."
"No." Troy frantically shook his head. "Our scene, we have to practice! Ms. Darbus—"
"Shh." Ryan said calmingly. He pushed Troy over a bit and laid next to him. "The world can wait for one night."
Troy wanted to argue, but he knew it would do him no good. Instead, he looked into Ryan's luminescent eyes and allowed himself to get comfortable.
"I love you too, Ryan."
"Hm?"
Troy smiled. "I never said it back when you said you loved me backstage."
Ryan smiled and draped an arm over Troy's shoulder. Troy did the same and pulled Ryan closer.
"No Troy." Ryan said softly. "I have to go." He tried to resist Troy, but he couldn't.
"That's not fair." Troy said. "Why do you get to go back and not me?" Ryan smiled.
"Troy, you can't always be the hero. Besides, I only have the play to worry about. You have that and championship game."
"But I want you to stay with me." Troy pleaded softly. He squeezed Ryan even tighter and kissed him on the chest, over his heart.
"Oh Troy…" Ryan sighed, for the third time that night. "Please, don't make this harder that it already is. I have to go back."
Troy didn't say anything, but his arms loosened, and Ryan was able to sit up.
"I promise you, I'll be home before you know it." Ryan said, taking Troy's hand and placing a kiss on it.
Troy nodded and sighed deeply. "Okay, Ryan…" Ryan turned away from Troy and reached for the phone on his nightstand.
"Hello Jeeves? Yes, I want you to bring up some food, some extra pillows, a bunch of Sharpay's DVDs, and Javier." He then hung up the phone and turned back to Troy, who gave him a questioning look.
"What's a Javier?" He asked perplexedly.
"Why, he's our masseuse." Ryan said with a smirk.
"Masseuse?!" Troy yelped. "Okay, it's bad enough that you're spoiling me with all this food and room service. But I don't need a masseuse!"
There was a knock on the door. "Too late." Ryan said. He pecked Troy on the cheek and stood up. "I'll be back before you know it. Try to enjoy yourself, okay?"
Troy grumbled. "Okay." Ryan waved goodbye before opening the door. A cart of food, a maid holding a pile of pillows and a stack of DVDs, and Javier all entered the room as Ryan made his exit.
Ryan walking around carrying a sleeping Troy just paints the cutest picture in my mind. isn't Ryan the sweetest?
i thought this was the perfect opportunity for more Ryan/Mrs. Bolton interaction. i just love the kind of mother i made her, even if she's nothing like that in the movies.
one part of this chapter really reminds me of my previous story, Sing With Me, where Troy and Ryan don't want to leave each other, despite having to, Although, this time i swapped the roles.
oh, and i stole the name Javier from Sharpay's ex-lifeguard at Lava Springs in HSM2. or it oculd the same guy, i dunno. whatever you want, lol.
well, i hope you all enjoyed that chapter. please please please review, because i love hearing from you guys! thanks so much for reading!
peace!
PS. i hope you're looking forward to next chapter. if you wanna know why, lets just say im starting a trend that occurs every 9 chapters.