Disclaimer- I do not own anything that has to do with High School Musical, especially the characters Ryan and Troy.

Warning- This is a Slash fic, meaning sexual relations between two boys.

Summary- AU. Perfection could describe Troy Bolton's life, but is it all worth losing just for his one true desire… he thought so. Tryan.

A/N: Sorry for the long update, hope that this update can make up for it.

Frenetic Desires

Possessive

"Troy?" Ryan asked, slightly shocked that he would actually run in into the basketball god. Troy advanced towards the befuddled blond, "Hey."

"Um, hey." Ryan awkwardly responded. "Do you live around here?"

"Yeah. I actually live a couple of blocks that way." Troy said using his index finger to point to the direction.

"You live around here too?" Ryan simply nodded. "I guess it's a small world."

"Guess it is." Ryan sheepishly muttered. He felt a little flustered for some peculiar. reason.

"You heading home?" Troy asked.

"Yeah, better get home, still have some homework to finish up." Ryan replied.

"You mind if I walk you there?" Troy suddenly asked surprising the blond and himself. He had no idea why he asked, he just felt like he should.

"You want to walk me from my house? Why? I mean it's pretty much out of your way, isn't it?" Ryan asked, a breeze passing through causing Ryan to tug on his Abercrombie & Fitch sweater.

"Um, no reason. Just thought that this would be a good chance to get to know each other." Troy admitted, scratching his head.

"Oh well okay, why not." Ryan gave in.

"Cool!" Troy announced, "So lead the way." The two soon strolled along the sidewalk, stars twinkling under the vast night sky.

"So is your girlfriend always inquisitive, or am I a special exception?" Ryan asked with a smirk. Troy looked at him and grinned.

"Don't mind her, Sharpay was just being… Sharpay. She does that type of stuff all the time." Troy explained as the two of them walked side by side under the moonlight.

"Oh, she sounds like a blast, no offense."

"None taken. You just have to get used to her is all."

"Well I don't think I would be able to put up with her."

"Why not?"

"I don't know, I guess she is just not my type."

"So what is your type?"

"Why do you care?"

"Just trying to get to know you."

"Still isn't that a bit personal?" Ryan countered.

"Why are you avoiding the question?"

"I am not avoiding it."

"Oh really, then what do you call what you are doing right now?" Troy grinned as he lightly elbowed Ryan in the shoulder. Surprisingly, Troy found it easy to tease Ryan and not feel awkward about doing it.

"I call it… stalling so I don't have to answer the question." Ryan replied, biting his lip which Troy found to be cute in a normal, non homosexual way.

"Well it is not going to work cause I will continue to nag you until you give in."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, I am a very determined person." Troy chimed in, beaming. The two continued to banter and both had a determination to outwit the other one. Pretty soon they were at Ryan's house.

"So are you going to tell me?"

"You wish that I would tell you." Ryan smirked. Ryan stopped in his tracks and turned to face Troy.

"Yeah, I have been asking you for the last ten minutes."

"Why, you want to know if you have a shot?" Ryan boldly asked, leaving Troy gaped. Ryan began to settle into a fit of hysteria. "I am so sorry Troy, I had to do that, you should have seen the look on your face." Troy merely tried to laugh it off, blushing a bright shade of red.

"Yeah, very funny." Troy muttered.

"Well sorry, and thanks for walking me home. Night Troy." Ryan smirked, trying to control his laughter. As he sauntered to his front mahogany door, he stopped and turned around. "Oh and if you want to know, blue eyes are one of my weaknesses." With that he took out his set of keys and opened the door and waved good bye before shutting the door closed. Troy merely stood in the sidewalk, a bit flushed, yet wearing a grin on his tanned face. As he walked back to his house, the wind became much harsher, but Troy Bolton did not feel a thing…

"So he walked you home!" Kelsi exclaimed as Ryan placed a textbook into his locker while Gabriella and Kelsi giddily jumped up and down. Jason meanwhile leaned on one of the lockers, a disgusted look plastered on his face. This however was unnoticed by the others.

"Yeah, he did. It was just a walk guys, chill out." Ryan told them as the girls were grinning like mad.

"No big deal! Troy Bolton walked you to your home. How can you not grasp the fact that that is a huge deal!" Kelsi retorted.

"Yeah, I mean if a guy walks you home, that means that he likes you." Gabriella chimed in, looking Ryan dead in the eye, blushing slightly as she said this.

"But Ryan is a boy." Jason said.

"True, but maybe Troy is…"

"Kelsi, stop. You are overanalyzing things." Ryan cut her in, not letting Kelsi finish her statement. Ryan refused to believe that there was a remote chance that Troy Bolton was even bi, let alone gay. Besides, Ryan was not even gay or interested in guys, especially Tr…

"Hey Troy!" Kelsi exuberantly waved at the brunet teen that passed by them. Troy stopped and headed towards their direction.

"Um hey guys. Ryan." Troy greeted them, while Ryan's stomach felt funny as Troy singled him out.

"Hey Troy." Gabriella and Kelsi said in unison, gawking at the basketball god. Meanwhile Troy merely nodded but his eyes were focused a certain blond. Ryan could feel Troy's eyes staring him down, making him feel flustered.

"Um hey Troy." Ryan said finally gazing upon the brunet. Jason banged a locker and announced.

"I will see you guys later." Soon Jason stormed off leaving the quartet a bit frazzled.

"What is up with Jason?" Troy inquired. Ryan merely shrugged.

"I don't know, he has been in a bad mood this whole morning." Gabriella explained.

"Well, we are going to go to the library." Kelsi announced. "We will leave you two to go and talk about basketball… and stuff."

"But I thought we were.."

"Come on Gabby, let's go!" Kelsi exclaimed as she dragged Gabriella away from the two. Troy raised his eye brows and smirked.

"And you were trying to give me crap about how Sharpay is, when look at the people you hang out with." Troy teased.

"That is not fair" Ryan said squinting his eyes. "One thing, they were just acting like fan girls not over crazed cheerleaders, and secondly, I am not dating any of them." Ryan countered, crossing his arms, securing his grip of his books.

"Okay, so you got me there." Troy chuckled, one hand on a locker, the other grasping his small stack of textbooks, making it seem like he was towering over Ryan. Ryan, however, did not mind.

Meanwhile Sharpay stomped through the halls her designer handbag flapping through the air. As she passed through frazzled freshmen, she noticed Troy talking to Ryan. As she was about to approach them, she noticed something very odd on how they were acting, more specifically, how Troy was acting. He was standing in a way that he would only stand if he was talking to her. She was about to brush it aside until she noticed a look that Troy had on that was just indescribable. A look that said everything without saying anything. 'Maybe it is just in my head.' Sharpay thought to herself as she sauntered her way over to her boyfriend.

"Hey Troy." she said putting on her seductive voice, the voice that could make Troy do anything that she desired, it was that powerful.

"Oh hey babe." Troy merely replied, giving her a light peck on the cheek. This stunned Sharpay. Usually, Troy would go and try to go PG-13 with her in front of many East High students. But today was different, and Sharpay did not like different.

"So I was thinking we could go to our special place to you know…" Sharpay suggestively said her delicate fingers going up Troy's clothed chest.

"Sharpay, not in front of Ryan." Troy muttered in a hushed tone wide eyed. He could not believe that Sharpay was acting this way in front of someone who she barely knew.

"What? You're okay with me doing this in front of Chad or Zeke." Sharpay innocently retorted.

"How about I leave you two lovebirds alone." Ryan announced, obviously feeling very uncomfortable. "I will see you guys later." Ryan soon ambled off but not before he stole a last glance at Troy and Sharpay as she lunged herself at him, causing Troy to drop his books on the schools aluminum tiled floors. He soon felt nauseous but had no idea why, and he did not like this new feeling at all, not one bit.

"Sharpay, what the hell was that!" Troy exclaimed, pushing Sharpay off him.

"What the fuck Troy!" Sharpay shouted. "First you tell me that you want me to be more adventurous and more aggressive, and now when I am trying to, you want me to stop!"

"But Sharpay, you just met the guy yesterday, I don't want him to think I am some horn dog." Troy explained. He honestly did not feel comfortable in Ryan seeing him with Sharpay, especially since he was just establishing a friendship with the blond.

"Well you know what Troy, I am not some little fucking toy that you can control and play with whenever you want!"

"Stop being so dramatic Shar!"

"Then stop being an ass!" Sharpay countered.

"You know what Shar, whatever." Troy replied, picking up his books from the floor and headed off.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing? No one walks away from Sharpay!" But Troy did not listen as he continued to head down the hallway, slowing disappearing from Sharpay's view.

"Fine Bolton, I hope you know that you just cockblocked yourself!" Sharpay huffed. She leaned on one of the crème lockers. Perhaps she was just overreacting. Obviously Troy would never dare cheat on her with anyone else, especially with a boy at that… a strikingly pretty boy that with make up and long hair could pass of as an attractive girl. But even with that, Sharpay knew that Troy would never do that, he loved her… at least she was sure that he loved her. She had nothing to worry about. 'But that look. Even he has never given me THAT look." Perhaps it was her imagination but Sharpay would not let anyone steal Troy away from her. If Sharpay was anything, she was in fact possessive, and she would never let anyone take what rightfully belongs to her. Never.

A/N: Yes this is long overdue and very short, but I promise the next one will be longer and will contain more Tryan. I will give you guys one hint. Some of it will take place in a karaoke bar. SO I will leave you with that.