A/N: Oh my God! I'm back to updating one of my fics again! (dances) I'll be back to updating later, 'tis late in the night.
Characters (C) NOT ME...so no suing:3
The morning sun was on the wrong side when Timmy finally woke up in a foreign room. Throughout his slumber, visions kept popping up in his mind, and unlike the flamboyant psychics on TV and syndication, he kept it all to himself. Retrospective insights plagued him with the memories of his rescuer. Timmy laughed weakly when he realized he was indebted to his former friend Jimmy Neutron. Great, I owe my life to the person that hates me the most. Life keeps getting better and better. He tried to move but his 'cutting' arm was sprained and sensitive. He let out a quiet yelp of pain and closed his eyes. This is bullshit. I gotta get out of here NOW, he thought, remembering Neutron's face of hate way back then and shuddering in fear. He mustered enough courage and strength to stand up.
"I don't think you should be standing," the all-too familiar voice said sternly.
Timmy growled and continued to the door, uncontrollably shaking and unsteady.
"You leave me alone. Thanks for nothing, bye," he replied just as he reached for the doorknob. And just when he touched the metal object, the little strength he had abandoned him. The poor teenager collapsed on the floor face down. The genius rushed to his side, but the boy rejected his help.
"GOD, Why can't I die!" he yelled in tears, punching the floor in desperation and anger.
"Why do you even wish for death? You have your whole life to mess up." Jimmy attempted to reason as he helped Timmy sit on the wooden floor, although against the other's wish.
In a barely audible voice, Timmy chided, "You of all people should know why."
The comment brought back the murderous guilt that the boy prodigy was hiding, a guilt that ate him alive. No time like the present, Jimmy thought reluctantly. He then held the boy's shoulders and faced him. Such a waste, he's become rather handsome over the years. Adversity does create some interesting things.
"Timmy, I need to tell you something," he mumbled, sitting besides the injured adolescent.
"Déjà vu," Timmy growled, hiding his arm and glaring at the other. Jimmy was rather annoyed but he knew where it came from.
"You have to hear me out."
"Might as well, you got me hostage in your room. It's a twisted irony." The weakened boy chided, locking his steely eyes unto the prodigy's. As much as Jimmy wanted to tell him to grow up, he knew that saying that would just make it worse. So with a deep breath, he began blurting out an apology.
"I don't know how you got here from Dimmsdale but you came on the worst moment for me." Jimmy began, already slapping himself for blaming Timmy for something he couldn't possibly control.
"Here we go. Listen, Neutron; just because your life is so damn perfect doesn't mean that for any little problem you have you blame it on me." The boy retorted, his voice riddled with so many insults and depravities that would make Vicky blush if actually spoken.
"I'm trying to say…" Jimmy tried to recover but was shot down by Timmy.
"That you're sorry? Save it. The moment you chased me out of your house I decided that I was better off without an apology." Timmy replied, shooting for the bull's eye but Jimmy was not deterred.
"Yes and I will say it anyways."
"Am I supposed to believe you had an epiphany?"
The prodigy felt as if large chunks of his own self were lost with every gilded word that escaped his former friend's mouth. What he felt for Timmy was endless guilt or could it have been something worse?
"I'm sorry I ran you out, I didn't understand how much it meant for you."
Timmy couldn't help but feel mad. Did he really expect that everything would be fixed with just a couple of words and a slap on the wrist? He couldn't help but land a right hook onto Jimmy's face.
"Do you have any idea of what you did?! All I did was tell the truth and you spat on it and chased me out like I was some sort of animal!" he screamed, long held tears flowing from his eyes while Jimmy recovered. Jimmy held back, the irony of him being the animal that should have been chased.
"You made me afraid." Timmy added, a voice made much more silent by the running tears. "You made me fear what others thought of me; all because I loved you."
The words stung into the prodigy's heart all over again but now he felt not enraged but even blameworthy. But he had to be heard no matter what.
"Do you think it's only affected you?" he managed to say, stopping Timmy from kicking his gut.
"How could that be possible? You don't have an evil babysitter, a school that thinks you're a freak and a town that despises you for being different. All you have is a nice town, friends and parents that are actually there. Your life is so fucking great," the boy added coldly.
"Please, why would you even say that? I'm hated for being 'too smart', my best friend is a fake that only hangs out with me just to get close to my mother and I caught my girlfriend cheating on me on our anniversary," Jimmy confessed. This revelation softened Timmy a little; maybe he wasn't alone.
"Turner, I'm sorry I caused you all that torment. I ruined our friendship with my arrogance and you had to pay full price. I am willing to accept any punishment," Jimmy declared with a renounced voice and got down on his knees and awaited the surefire beating with his head down. But all he got was;
"You make a damn good speech, you know that?"
Jimmy felt two hands over his shoulders and looked up to see Timmy's tear-ridden face at his level. Timmy wrapped his arms around his friend and between sobs; he forgave him. Somehow, Jimmy felt as if he were a younger him, without the misery that life had thrown at him, without Fenrir. Who was he to deserve a friend like Timmy?
"You'd better rest or you might end up in the hospital," the genius stated through his guest's embrace. Timmy nodded and separated himself from Jimmy. Jimmy sensed everything had come back and the fantasy was broken when Timmy's arms left him. As he helped him into the bed, he saw Timmy grin a little. When he laid the boy, Timmy swiftly locked lips with Jimmy. The prodigy was momentarily confused but instinct told him to deepen the kiss, forcing his tongue into Timmy's and pushing him onto the bed. When they finally parted, Jimmy couldn't hide the deep scarlet that grew on his face while Timmy smiled.
"Guess I never did stopped loving you…" he said as he drifted to sleep, leaving Jimmy bewildered and stunned.