TAKES PLACE SOMETIME AFTER THE MIDDLE OF SEASON ONE.

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Lathan-Lover

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WHAT PEYTON (doesn't) KNOW

"Some thing happened that I don't know about?"

"Lots of things happen that you don't know about, Peyton. You can't know everything." Lucas retorted, picking up his bag and heading off in the direction of he boys locker room.

"No. I mean between you and Nathan." She clarified. Lucas gave her a blank look and she added, "when you were younger. Some thing happened between the two of you."

Lucas lowered his eyes to hide the emotion that would give away the truth. "Peyton, the first time Nathan ever spoke to me was on the River Court the day he challenged me." He tried to brush her off lightly but he could tell by the determined tone of her voice she wasn't letting go of this easily.

"Don't lie to me, Luke!"

He turned to face her angrily in the deserted corridor. "Hey, what's your sudden obsession with Nathan and I, anyway?" Lucas bit back before going into the locker room and storming his way towards his locker keeping his eyes averted. Tension was radiating from him.

Nathan spotted his fuming brother, came over and said, "whatever is up with you, you'd better get it out of your system before the game starts. You play like crap when you're wound up."

Ignoring his brother's 'loving' advice, Lucas muttered "Peyton knows something," before slamming his locker shut and making his way to the gym without sparing Nathan a single look.

OTHOTHOTH

After the game (Raven's won nine-up) Nathan caught up with Peyton who was lingering, probably in hopes of getting Lucas by himself for some more fun interrogation. "Hey, Peyton," Nathan greeted her friendly enough, grabbing her by her arm and stirring her away from the school and towards where her car was always parked. "So, what's up with the really weird stalker like vibes I've been getting from you all night? I mean, I know it's hard for you to accept that we are no longer dating, after all I am incredibly hot, but the looks you were giving me during the game were probably freaking Haley out, so I'd appreciate it if you'd quit it. Especially you looking at Lucas, Brooke's kind of an insecure girlfriend, she's probably thinking you are in to Luke right now." He excepted a half hearted punch on the arm for his jokes and general observations, what he got instead was one pissed off cheerleader giving him icy eyes and she crossed her arms across her chest and stared him down.

"I guess Lucas told you. Which means what I'm hiding must be really interesting, huh?"

Time to change tactic. Nathan was going on the offence. "What do you think we're 'hiding'?"

Peyton shrugged. "I dunno, Nate. Obviously it's something you really don't want other people knowing about."

"Yeah, you are right. I don't want people knowing about it. It'll only hurt them. It'll hurt me, and Luke, and my mom, Karen, you, Haley will be crushed, as will Whitey… Come on, Peyt, you know what kind of guy I was back then? Do you really want to bring up the nasty, ugly past when we've worked so hard to bury it? Think about it." Nathan said, leaving her.

A few minutes later Lucas, who was at home lying on his bed, reciened a text from Nathan.

SORTED

Was all it said but Lucas wasn't comforted, knowing that sometimes Nathan let his confidence and cockiness over-ride the voice in his head, his brain, and he didn't always realise the full extent of people's will power, their curiosity.

He fell into a fit full sleep plagued by nightmares of past memories he couldn't wash away.

Lucas was in the locker room showers, it was late after school one day. Since learning that Nathan was his brother and quitting the basketball team, he had missed playing in the school gym, and snuck back tonight thinking no one would be around. After shooting a few hoops he had made his way to the showers and stripped not realising Nathan had stayed behind and seen him.

Less than ten minutes later he was on his knees, mouth stretched grotesquely around his 'brother's' cock as Nathan pumped into him. When Nathan came he thrust his brother to the floor under the flowing water from the shower and wrapped a towel around himself. He dressed at a leisurely pace and when he had finished he saw that Lucas hadn't moved from where he was pushed him even though the shower had stopped running three items of clothing ago. Seeing tears in his 'brother's' eyes he leaned in, caressing his cheek, and whispered "now you understand this is My world, and you don't belong in it. At least not playing basket ball."

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