Tryan action heats up, and the door finally opens…

Lockdown by Tertiary Genesis

Chapter 7: Just Try

--XxXxX--

"TROY?!"

Ryan was about to call out to the person at the door, but Troy stopped him. Troy had placed a finger on the boy's lips and let out a gentle "shh…" before continuing to place that kiss on the neck which had been interrupted by the person at the door. Ryan was feeling a strange tingling all over. What was Troy doing to him? Whatever it was, it felt so good. He had never felt anything like this before, and Troy was causing this feeling. A guy was causing this feeling. He must be gay. There was a scary thought.

Troy tried to ignore the person at the door. He had recognized the voice. It was one of his teammates, a fellow Wildcat. It was Jason Cross. What was Jason doing there? Did Jason know they were in there? Troy's silent question was answered when Jason asked his own through the door.

"Troy? Are you in there?"

So Jason did not know they were in there. Still, how dare he intrude on their nexus? Troy wanted some more alone time with Ryan. He had just realized he had feelings for the blond and Jason was not going to ruin the moment for him. He loved the feeling of Ryan's skin on his hands, and on his lips. He could feel the heat Ryan was radiating. It was like the boy was on fire, and Troy wanted to bask in the glow. Troy worked his way higher, placing another gentle kiss just under Ryan's jaw line. He was determined to ignore the intruder at the door, but Ryan apparently could not.

Ryan gently batted away Troy's finger, which was still on his lips. "Troy, shouldn't we tell him we are in here, so he can get us out?" he whispered.

"Let's just wait a bit longer." Troy had taken Ryan's decision to whisper as an indication that Ryan might want this to continue as well. "He will be back. We have been in here for a while now; we can be in here a little longer." He was kissing Ryan's cheek now. He placed a soft kiss just to the side of Ryan's lips and felt Ryan let out a heavy breath. It seemed that Jason had abandoned the door. Good, they were alone again.

Troy took the opportunity to press his lips against Ryan's. It was their second kiss and Troy intended for it to last much longer than the first. He wasn't pulling away this time and he hoped Ryan wouldn't either. The two teens lingered for a moment, lips touching. Troy thought he felt Ryan lean in a bit. Ryan was not pulling away. Troy took this as a sign and deepened the kiss. He pressed his lips harder onto Ryan's opening his mouth slightly, his tongue darting out, teasing its way into Ryan's mouth. Ryan pulled away.

"Stop…"

--XxXxX--

Jason got back to the cafeteria without Troy. He couldn't find him anywhere in the Arts Block. When his teammates saw him without Troy, they were puzzled.

"Where's Troy?" asked one of the cheerleaders.

"I couldn't find him," came Jason's simple response.

"Are you serious?" asked one of the Wildcats, thinking that Troy had come back with Jason but had just ducked off to the toilet or something.

"Maybe he is just hiding or something?" one of the Wildcats suggested.

"Yeah, he's probably planning some prank," Chad piped in.

"Did you at least find Ryan?" Sharpay asked, in a somewhat exasperated and demanding tone.

"Nah, the drama rooms were all empty… except for one maybe."

Sharpay was confused by this comment. "Well… was Ryan in that one room or not?!" She demanded.

"I don't know. The room was locked," Jason shrugged.

"That's where Ryan is, I know it! Can you unlock it?" Sharpay believed that her brother knew that she had discovered her Crème burglar. He was probably hiding from her wrath which she would make sure would get to him.

"You need the pass codes if you want to unlock the door."

"Then get them!" Sharpay demanded, growing tired of this conversation. Couldn't people just do what she wanted without her having to waste her breath telling them, she thought.

"Coach has them." Jason said, trying to dodge the gaze of the "Ice Princess" and shift her fury towards someone else.

"Argh!" Sharpay marched up to Coach Bolton and demanded the pass codes. She glared at him with such a scathing look that he relinquished his clipboard which contained all the pass codes. Not even Coach Bolton could withstand the stare of the "Mountain Lion".

"Show me the way, Jason."

Jason pulled a face, showing how much he did not want to be doing this, but made sure Sharpay did not see it. His teammates, however, did and laughed as he walked away with the "Mountain Lion" snapping at his heels.

--XxXxX--

"Stop…"

"What's wrong?" Troy immediately backed off when Ryan pulled away, not wanting to upset the guy. He thought things were going well, but obviously, something was wrong.

"Troy, we need to stop." Ryan was speaking quite calmly as if just stating a fact.

Troy thought that Ryan had just meant the kissing which he stopped the first time Ryan said to. "We have stopped."

"No Troy, I meant with this whole thing."

Troy understood what Ryan was talking about now; the blond did not want a relationship with him. This made Troy disappointed and apparently it showed because Ryan then started to try and explain, to comfort him.

"Look, I don't even know if I'm gay."

"Well, you didn't seem to mind when I was kissing you." Troy wasn't angry; he was trying to be cheeky. He was trying to lessen the seriousness of their conversation and smirked a little after his comment.

"But I didn't kiss you back either." Ryan maintained his seriousness despite Troy's obvious attempts at avoiding it.

Troy did not want to have this conversation. He was enjoying their kiss and wanted it to last. He wanted to be able to kiss the other boy more, but he could see that he had to overcome this discussion first. He resigned to it with a sigh.

"Okay… Ryan, I already told you, I like you… a lot. I just… I wanted… I was hoping you liked me back." Troy was trying to gauge Ryan's feelings for him, if any.

Ryan sighed. Did he like Troy back? It seemed that he did, but he wasn't sure. He still didn't want to be gay, but he did want to be with Troy. He was so confused.

"Yes, Troy, I do like you… I guess… just not… I dunno… it's just the whole guy thing. You're a guy."

"I know." Troy said as if missing the issue completely.

"Yeah, I know you do… but things would be so much easier if you were a girl."

"But I'm not."

"Yes I know that too."

They seemed to be moving around in circles, just agreeing with each other about Troy's gender. Troy paused before responding. He thought Ryan was trying to make up excuses or something. It had to be more than just the fact that he wasn't a girl, because he thought Ryan was enjoying the kisses he was placing on the blond's neck.

"Look Ry, if you don't want this, I get it…" Troy started, but Ryan cut him off.

"No, it's just…" Ryan's voice trailed off into a mumble as Troy tried to catch what it just was.

"Just what?"

"I don't know. I do want this, but… I don't." Ryan covered his face with his hands, letting out a deep breath. He considered what he had just said and realized that he didn't understand it himself. It sounded right as he was saying it but thinking back, he didn't really know what he meant by it. "I'm not making sense, am I?"

Troy let out a small laugh. "No, not really, but you look so cute when your confused."

Ryan smiled and jokingly punched Troy's arm.

"I'm serious. It's the way you quirk your eyebrows."

"You mean like this?" Ryan tried his best to imitate his own confused look but exaggerated it, making his face look contorted, causing Troy to let out a laugh.

"Seriously though, I really like you. Plus I think you are totally hot!"

Ryan let out a small laugh before lunging at Troy for the second time that day. Like the first, they started to roughhouse, and like the first, one ended on top of the other.

--XxXxX--

Jason and Sharpay were still walking back towards the Arts Block from the cafeteria. They were going at a much slower pace than when Jason went to find Troy because Sharpay had chosen to wear heels. Her mission was to intimidate her brother and height always helped with intimidation. Jason kept glancing at Sharpay whenever he thought she wasn't looking but she caught the glances and just glared at him as they continued through East High.

Jason kept looking back at Sharpay, even when he found a death glare looking right back at him. He couldn't help but let out a small laugh. The pissed-off face just added to the humor of the appearance. Sharpay heard the laugh and decided to heatedly confront her Wildcat escort.

"WHAT?! Why do you keep looking at me as if there is something funny on my face?"

"Huh? I wasn't looking at you." Jason replied as innocently as he could, while increasing his walking speed, eager to get to the locked door and get away from Sharpay.

"Don't play dumb. I saw you. What is it?!"

"It's the hat. What's with that? It doesn't exactly seem to match your clothes."

Sharpay stopped walking and just looked at him disbelievingly. "You are giving me fashion advice?! This from the guy who wears aubergine with ecru."

Jason had to stop too, and just gave her a look that either said "What is that?" or "So?" or both.

Sharpay couldn't be bothered wasting her breath, continuing to criticize his fashion sense so she decided to just indulge him. "It's Ryan's favorite hat. I'm just wearing it to piss him off… okay?" She removed the fedora and attached it to her handbag.

"Okay," Jason replied, but knew there was a lot more to the story.

They continued to walk in silence for a bit until they made it to the Arts Block. They still needed to go through Music and Visual Arts before making it to the Drama Rooms. Jason looked at the clipboard again, looking up the pass code for the locked room, Room D17. Jason tried but he could no longer contain his curiosity, "What did Ryan do to make you so pissed?"

"He stole my Crème de la Mer."

"What's that?"

"It's really expensive moisturizing cream."

"Oh." This just confirmed Jason's thoughts about Sharpay's vanity. First she buys really expensive moisturizing cream. What's wrong with the regular stuff? Not that he uses it… Then she gets extremely pissed because it gets taken. It's just moisturizing cream! Sharpay really needed to get a life.

--XxXxX--

Ryan ended up on top of Troy, but he wasn't pinning him to the ground. Troy relaxed in the position and had no intention of moving out from under Ryan. This seemed like less tense circumstances than when they last found themselves in this situation, but Troy noticed that Ryan was not lowering himself down like he had done. Ryan was biting his lip, looking down at the boy below him. They were both wearing their shirts this time, but now the heat seemed much more intense.

"Maybe we could just give it a go?" Troy suggested.

"I dunno Troy. I'm not sure I am ready for this."

"How would you know if you're ready, unless you give it a go?"

Ryan let out a sigh. He had very much lived by the "don't judge a book by its cover" creed and was always encouraging people to do things they haven't tried. He did not want to seem hypocritical.

"Why don't we just give it a chance? I believe this deserves a chance, don't you?" Troy asked.

"I just don't think I am ready for a gay relationship."

"How about a kiss then. Just one kiss. That's all I want."

"We've already had one kiss. I think we've already had two." Ryan reminded Troy.

"Well I stopped the first one and you stopped the second one so they don't count."

"Yes they do." Ryan countered.

"Fine. How about one more then?"

"Just one more?" Ryan teased.

"Well… If you want more than one, I won't complain." Troy said with a smirk.

Ryan let out a laugh. He loved this playful banter they were having. He was really having fun.

Troy saw how happy Ryan was, and decided to place his request again. "Just one kiss. That's all I ask. One long, passionate kiss. Look, you're the one on top. You're in control. It's up to you."

Ryan considered this for moment. One more kiss couldn't hurt, right? He decided he would go for it, lowering himself, bringing his face closer to Troy's. He kept his eyes open, watching Troy's face as inched closer and closer to the other boy. He saw Troy close his eyes tight and pucker his lips; it looked hilarious. He hadn't even reached the brunet before Troy's face put Ryan in hysterics. He was laughing so hard, but did not get off the guy.

"What?" Troy asked innocently, totally oblivious as to why he hadn't received the kiss he was expecting.

"You puckered." Ryan informed him, still laughing.

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did."

"No."

"Troy, you did. Don't worry. It looked cute… and funny."

"Ha-ha-ha," Troy gave a sarcastic laugh. "I'm glad you could find this all highly amusing." He was slightly annoyed that all the blond was doing was laughing at his expense, especially when they were so close to making-out.

"Aww… C'mon, lighten up."

"I will if you stop laughing and perform that kiss you were about to give me."

"Who said I was going to kiss you."

Troy just looked at him with a fake look of shock on his face, making Ryan let out a small laugh.

"Okay." Ryan leant down again, his forehead landing on Troy's. Their noses were barely touching, and all Ryan could see were Troy's blue eyes.

Troy lifted his head, like Ryan had done the first time, closing the gap between them. As their lips touched, they were interrupted again by a loud voice from the other side of the door.

"RYAN!?"

--XxXxX--

Sharpay was calling out to her brother who she suspected was inside the locked Drama room. "Ryan, are you in there?!" Sharpay was yelling to the door. "If you are in there, you are so dead! I found my Crème. Did you think you could hide it from me forever?!" Sharpay huffed in frustration then turned to a startled looking Jason who was standing behind her, as far out of reach of her "claws" as possible. "Get this door open. NOW!"

Jason rushed over to the door and entered in the pass code. The door did not open. He tried the pass code again. The door remained locked.

"What's happening? Why isn't the door open?"

"The code isn't working."

"Are you sure you have the right code?"

"I…. uhh… I think so…"

"Well check again!" Sharpay demanded before stalking down the corridor to look in the other Drama rooms. She ducked her head into each one, examining them thoroughly for any signs of her brother.

Jason looked back at the list and found D17 again. The sheet told him the code should be 2148. That was what he was entering. He even tried the factory standard 0000 but neither was working. He tried several times as Sharpay made her way back to him but to no avail. "The code just isn't working Sharpay."

"Then try a different code."

"There are ten thousand possibilities." Jason whined.

"Then you better get started. I want that door open. NOW!"

--XxXxX--

Troy could see the little red LED on the door blinking, indicating that someone was entering a wrong code. If they are entering codes systematically, they might just work out the right code causing the green LED to flash and the door to open. He no longer wanted that to happen, and it was because of the boy lying over him. He took his gaze away from the door and went back to look at the piercing gaze staring right back at him. "They are using different codes to try and unlock the door," he whispered.

"Will they be able to open the door?" Ryan whispered back sounding anxious, as if he did not want them to succeed.

"Don't you want them to open the door anymore?"

"Well… I guess I would prefer it if they opened the door later instead of now."

"Oh really?" Troy said playfully. "And why is that?" he asked knowing the answer.

"There's something I still wanna do…"

"Oh?" Troy said smirking.

"Yeah, I guess I should do it now in case they manage to get the door open." Ryan lowered his lips towards Troy's once again, but this time, Troy stopped them.

"Wait. So you're saying that we won't be doing this when we're out of here?"

"Troy, I don't think I am ready to come out yet. Especially since I am only now realizing I have something to come out of. I don't know if I am ready for a gay relationship."

"Not even just as friends who occasionally make-out?" Troy asked, laughing lightly, trying to lighten the mood because they had gotten serious again.

"Troy," Ryan said, exasperated. "I just… I don't think I can." He started to get up but Troy grabbed his arms and held him down.

"Can you just give it a chance? We can keep it to ourselves if you want. Just don't say no until you try."

Ryan bit his lower lip, thinking about what Troy was asking for. "I dunno…"

"Come on Ry. Please. For me?" Troy gave his best puppy dog pout which seemed to always work, though he had never tried it on Ryan before.

Ryan had to look away from the face. It was so cute. He would never be able to turn down Troy if he was looking at that face. He glanced back to see if Troy was still pouting, and he was. He let out a heavy sigh. "Fine."

Troy's cute pout turned into a huge grin. "Really? So you will be my secret boyfriend?" He may have sounded a little too hopeful, or enthusiastic, but he didn't care.

"Yes, I will be your secret boyfriend. Now kiss me before I change my mind."

Ryan dived into the kiss, pressing his lips hard onto Troy's. His tongue was sweeping across the other boy's lips, teasing its way into the other mouth. Troy lifted himself up, letting go of Ryan's arms and propping his upper body up on his elbows. He met Ryan's kiss with the same fashion, deepening the kiss and allowing Ryan's roaming tongue entrance past his lips. Troy's hands rested on Ryan's waist as Ryan's hands roamed Troy's back. Their tongues duelled in the heat of the kiss and the world around them just fell away. There was nothing else in existence in their minds, other than each other. They even failed to hear the now constant, and much louder banging on the door.

--XxXxX--

Jason was entering the codes on the list. He chose to do it this was as opposed to trying every number from 0001 to 9999 because there were fewer codes to try. Every time he entered a code and pressed enter, the little red LED would flash, indicating an incorrect code. He had already tried 20 different codes and could feel Sharpay getting extremely agitated behind him.

"Argh!"

Sharpay was trying to vent her frustration using incoherent sounds. She had, on occasion, considered bashing in her brother's fedora but decided against it, knowing that no matter how intimidating she could get, if she hurt the hat, she would be dead. She continued to watch as Jason entered another code and every time the red LED would flash, she would get more and more irritated. She was already forgetting about her Crème and was just pissed for the sake of it. "Move out of the way!" She demanded.

Sharpay pushed Jason out of the way and just started pushing buttons on the keypad on the door. This wasn't working either so she began to just pound at the key pad. She was thrashing at the door with her palms, to make sure she did not ruin the manicure she gave herself earlier that day. She had even progressed to the point where she was ramming the door with her shoulder.

Jason stepped back after being pushed aside by the crazy Sharpay. He decided to flick through the documents that were on the clipboard while keeping his distance from the monster that was bullying a Drama room door. He found a page he hadn't seen before. It mentioned a master code that would work on any door. This code was probably not supposed to be known to students so he wondered why he had it but then remembered that this was Coach Bolton's clipboard. He attempted to stop Sharpay's rampage without getting hurt himself, by tentatively stretching out his hand in front of her.

The Wildcat explained about the master code to the Drama Queen, and she allowed him to try it. He entered the master code and the green LED flashed, as sounds of the door unlocking could be heard.

Sharpay squealed in delight, and then burst into the previously locked room with Jason in toe.

Needless to say, they were surprised by what they saw.

--XxXxX--

TBC...

And the door opens…