Hey ladies and gents. Welcome back to the love pod. Sorry for the wait but writers block sucks. So without further ado lets get started! Oh and Make sure to count how many times I use the word locker or any variation of it.

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The rising sun was warm against Danny's skin but it wasn't the only thing giving him warmth. Warren played quietly with the sleeping boy's hair, brushing it back one way and then the other in sheer boredom. He had awaken an hour earlier with the need to pee but felt it was too early to disturb the boy who was so comfortably sleeping with his arms around the older boy's waist making his quick exit impossible. His need to pee had faded but he refused to go back to sleep in fear of wetting the bed. The clock read 6:23 am. Still too early to wake the peaceful boy.

The clock now read 7:00 am and Warren, sure that his bladder would ultimately rapture, gently shook the raven awake. Danny rubbed hazily at his eyes as they adjusted to the light.

"Good morning, Sunshine." Danny murmured some incoherent things before settling back into his previous sleeping position. "Would you mind letting go of me darling. I know you can't get enough of me but I really have to piss."

Warren helped Danny sit up on the edge of the bed before going on a mad dash to the bathroom. After a minute or so of sitting mindlessly on the bed Danny made his way to the bathroom with an armful of clothes. He reached the door as Warren exited with a sigh of pure, blissful relief.

"You gonna take a shower?" asked Warren

"...Yeah..." Danny replied, sleep having yet to fully leave him.

"Cool. Mind if I join you? I have early classes today and I don't think I have time to head back home." Danny stared at him a second before his not completely functional brain caught up.

"...Sure, just ge," a yawn tore through him,"geh suh clothes from muh room."

"Ok hold on a sec." The white haired boy chuckled as he left in haste. The raven slid slowly down the wall into a crouch, closing his eyes in hope of a few more minutes of sleep. Unfortunately Warren was at his side with his own armful of Danny's baggier clothes and pulling him into the bathroom in record time. Both boys stripped of their clothes. There was no tension or anxiousness at all or if there was any no one could tell. Warren's boxers hit the floor first and Danny's followed lead, leaving both boys exposed and cold. They walked into the already running shower and engulfed themselves in it's warmth. No one spoke or felt discomfort. It was simply a ritual thing to shower and it made no difference to either boy that there was an extra presence. Once lathered in soap the boys took turns scrubbing each other's backs and later washing each other's hair. Danny, fully awake now, hummed the Batman theme song as Warren washed his hair making the older boy grin at his childishness. It was these kind of moments that made Danny feel happy, almost grateful, that Tucker and Sam had hooked up (after he and Sam hadn't worked out) and left him in Warren's capable hands so that none of them would have to wallow in the awkwardness of a failed relationship. Tucker and him still kept in touch via email and text but they rarely met anymore. He knew that Tucker and him could never have these kind of moments just as well as he knew Tucker never told him about his feelings for Sam because he knew Danny liked her too. Good friends were hard to come by yet somehow he had managed to finds quite a few.

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He pressed his forehead firmly on the cool counter top. His mind barely registered the scuffling of feet and the excited voices of the teens around him. It wasn't until he felt a soft tap on his shoulder that he even remembered he was in a classroom. "Danny?" He raised his head slowly and made eye contact with a pair of green eyes. "Hi." The boy grinned an uncertain smile. "Um, I'm your lab partner for the lab." Danny looked around the classroom. Everyone else had already been paired off but he didn't even hear his own name being called.

"Cool. So uh what are we supposed to be doing again?" The boy chuckled a little. His hair was a light shade of brown and he was at least 6' 2.

"We're supposed to swab each other for saliva and then look in the microscope and write down our observations."

"Nice..." The boy gave him a shy smile. He was older than Danny and yet Danny couldn't help but want to muss his hair. "Ok how about we get started, Matt."

The boy's eyes were wide with shock for a split second before quickly returning to their normal shyness as his face deepened in color. "You know my name?"

"Yeah. Shouldn't I? I mean we were lab partners once before too. The cat dissection thing."

"Yeah I know. It's just, I didn't think you would.. remember my name." His face turned a bright scarlet that matched almost perfectly with his Letterman jacket.

"Why wouldn't I? You puked on me." The light haired teen seemed to deflate a bit at the memory. It had been the beginning of the school year when Matt and Danny were first paired up together as lab partners. They were supposed to dissect the carcass of a dead cat and name all of it's organs. The sight of the animal came as no surprise to Danny because his parents often used the bodies of dead animals to experiment their weapons. They didn't kill them of course, they were donated by people and universities. Matt however had no such luck. One incision in and he lost his lunch all over Danny's favorite hoodie. Everyone who saw it laughed or gave disgusted glances but Danny didn't. He patiently rubbed Matt's back as the boy unloaded himself. He knew what it felt like to get picked on when you weren't exactly feeling up to par and he would never which it on another person, except maybe Dash. When there was nothing else to lose Danny excused both himself and Matt to the restroom and cleaned the boy off before he cleaned himself. He remembered how strange it felt to comfort a jock when he was always getting bullied by them.

"Sorry about that again. It was just...you know...so...dead." Danny smiled at that.

"Don't worry about it dude. Happens all the time." He took a q-tip from the boy's hand. "Now open up and say 'ahhh'"

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The bell signaling the end of the period rang. The brunet began got his backpack and walked out into the hallway among the throngs of teens. A voice called out to him from the crowds, he turned and saw that Matt was rushing to him. He stopped and waited as the boy caught up.

"What's up Matt?" The boy wasn't like the other jocks, he was kind, smart, dorky and funny but not in the cruel way that most jocks seem to be. Danny found his time with him refreshing and fun.

"Uh sorry to keep you but I kinda want, no, need to talk to you...in private."

"Oh, OH! Ok come with me." Danny grabbed the boy's hand, which caused a slight blush in the elder, and dragged him along the hallways and into the A.V. room. "Here. There's no class here last period or after school so we can talk without worrying about anyone interrupting." Matt nodded eagerly, frowning slightly as Danny let go of his hand.

"So what do you need to talk to me about?"

"Um. Well, I heard that you were tutoring Dash."

"Yeah. Guess it's not a secret anymore."

"Well..uh, I was kinda wondering if you could tutor me too. I'm not doing very well in English. I just don't get Hamlet."

"Uh,well I sort of have my hands full with Dash at the moment so-"

"It wouldn't be for free of course!" The brunet shook his head.

"I can't take your money man."

"No not money."

"Then what?"

"I know you like Dash." A blush spread across the brunet's face. "I can help you get him."

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Dash roughly shoved his football gear into his assigned gym locker. Today's practice hadn't been a particularly good one and he wasn't at all pleased. As he got undressed a sandy haired boy sat down next to him on the bench. "Hey Matt."

"Hey Dash. Rough practice today huh?" The teen stood up shoving his own gear into his locker. He sat down next to Dash as he pulled a sweaty T-shirt over his head.

"Yeah. Lancer can be a real ass sometimes." Matt nodded in agreement. The boys finished undressing in silence. When they had finished and were dressed both boys grabbed their backpacks and swung them over their shoulders and headed towards their respective lockers.

"You," Matt started placing his dirty shirt in the locker along with his gear. Dash turned to face him. "You're getting tutored by Fenton for English."

"...Yeah, what of it?" Dash turned back to his locker working his clothes into the tight space.

"He's a cute kid." Matt said matter-of-fact-ly. Dash's hands stopped moving and he was left staring into the metal container.

"You queer Hansen?"

"Not particularly. Just think Fenton's cute. He's a sweet guy too." Matt closed his locker and turned to face Dash who in turn turned to face him.

"You better watch what you say Hansen. Rumors spread fast. Don't wanna be labeled a fag."

" Sticks and stones, Baxter, sticks and stones."

"Just looking out for you Hansen."

"More like looking out for yourself."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means I know about you Dash. I've seen the way you look at Fenton when you think no one's looking. How you basically undress him with your eyes. You probably even get a twisted pleasure from beating the crap out of him too." Dash pulled the boy by the collar of his shirt, eyes filled with liquid hate.

"You don't know what you're talking about Hansen."

"I know exactly what I'm talking about, Baxter. You've got the hots for Danny. Well news break Dash, so do I." Dash shoved the boy against the lockers.

"You don't stand a chance."

"I stand a hell of a better chance than you do Dash. Who do you think Danny will want? The closet-case ass-wipe whose done nothing but torment him from day one or the kind and out jock who has always been watching out for him." The blond had no words that could free him of his inner turmoil. He slowly released his grip on the boy. "Admit it Dash, you have no chance with Fenton. Just let him go."

Matt started to leave the locker room leaving a frozen Dash in his path but suddenly turned back to face the distraught teen. "Oh and one more thing. You aren't the only one Fenton is tutoring now. See you tomorrow at the Fenton's buddy-ol-pal." And with that the sandy-haired teen was gone.

...

Me: "Ok so that's it for now."

Matt: "So...I'm a jerk too?"

Me: "A two faced liar, yes."

Matt: "Ah."

Me: "Well you were a nice guy originally but I wanted some more drama and a guy that would put up a fight so this is how it ended up"

Danny: "I kinda still think he's better than Dash though."

Warren: "Yeah if you're into liars."

Danny: "As opposed to jerks?"

Warren: "Better the devil you know than the one you don't."

Paulina: "And once again I'm not in this one."

Dash: "..."

Me: "You ok, Dash?"

Dash: "Yeah, I'm fine"

Me: "Just hold on buddy ok?"