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Chapter 5

Let the Games Begin

When Jeremy and Tyler had gotten to Jeremy's place, there was a new calm vibe between the two of them. Which they both thought was a pretty nice feeling after what they had both been through in the last couple months. Neither Tyler nor Jeremy had ever expected to find peace within each other, but they did.

As Tyler had made his was to the couch, Jeremy was getting the game all set up. For some reason, that Tyler would never say aloud, he had noticed the way Jeremy had moved. Since all Tyler had ever hung around with were bulky football players, he had noticed the smaller shape Jeremy had. He wasn't competely scrawny, but kind of, dainty. Tyler immediately stopped thinking about the kids, "shape." I wanted to start clean, not gawk at him. But Tyler couldn't help it.

Jeremy had finally stood up and caught Tyler's fixated stare. They both let out a deep sigh and ignored it.

"You ready to get your ass kicked, Gilbert?"

"Was just about to ask you the same thing, Lockwood." Jeremy didn't really like using last names, but it was only fair.

"Yeah right, bring it on man."

Jeremy didn't really pay attention to where Tyler was sitting so he just plumped on the couch. There was an awkward tension in the room when he had sat a little too close to Tyler. He was going to back away, but Tyler didn't even seem to mind, so he just stayed. In all honesty, Jeremy had liked the warmth coming from Tyler.

Well Tyler was right about one thing, he did kick ass in Halo. He made Jeremy his bitch. And of course Tyler had gloated.

"Nah man, I let you win. I couldn't beat the guest's ass his first time here. I got manners", Jeremy laughed.

"That's not what I saw. I had you runnin', boy."

Tyler had liked the back-and-forth taunting. He never got to do that with his Father. When he and Richard Lockwood would bond, his Father would say, "Real men don't laugh. Real men just win." Blah, blah, blah.

After Jeremy had enough of getting his butt whooped, he went to the kitchen and tossed Tyler a soda can from the fridge. He didn't realize Tyler wasn't paying attention and Jeremy had slammed the can to Tyler's head.

Oh. My. God. Jeremy had knocked Tyler Lockwood out with a can of Mountain Dew.

He waited to see if Tyler was just messing around but he never moved. Jeremy rushed over to Tyler and without even thinking had scooped him off the couch and tried to get him upstairs to his room. Since Tyler was a lot heavier than him, he had a hard time.

Finally Jeremy got Tyler up the stairs. He wasn't entirely sure why he moved Tyler upstairs, but just did it anyway. As Jeremy got the older boy to his bed he gently lied Tyler down. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. He didn't know what to do so he ran down stairs to get some ice packs from the freezer.

As Jeremy made his way to his room he thought for sure Tyler had woken up by now. It didn't even occur to Jeremy that Tyler could have a concussion. So Jeremy flew back upstairs and tried to wake Tyler up. Nothing.

Jeremy was beginning to panic even more until he heard Tyler moan.

"Tyler? Tyler? C'mon man wake up. What is it? You okay, man? Tyler!"

Jeremy felt horrible. He had no idea what to do. All he did was just stare at Tyler. He tried putting the ice packs on Tyler's face to wake him, but nothing happened. He managed to lie Tyler on his bed as Jeremy sat next to him. As soon as Jeremy was about to move, he felt a weak grip on his wrist.

"Tyler! Hey, wake up! You okay? Wake up, man."

Weakly, all Tyler could get out was, "Don't go."

Jeremy had felt a little better since Tyler was finally opening his eyes, so he just laid the ice pack on Tyler's forehead and watched as the older boy try to recooperate.

Whatever Tyler said was really faint, but he managed to ask what happened.

"Tyler, man, I am SO sorry. I went to the kitchen and tossed you a can and I wasn't looking. I guess I threw it a little too hard. You passed out from the blow to your head."

Weakly Tyler said, "It's all right. We get slammed in football sometimes. Just gotta keep me awake. How hard did you throw that thing man? Couldn't stand that I was kickin' your ass. Ya had to knock me out?" Even when Tyler had a can thrown at his head, he managed to laugh with that smirk Jeremy had always noticed.

"So uh, you're gonna be fine? You want me to stand you up? Lay you back down? What?"

"Nah, just let me lay down. Keep talking to me though."

Jeremy was enthralled. He had Tyler Lockwood on his bed. Who he knocked out. With a damn soda can. It was hard to imagine that earlier that day he was pinned by that very guy, and was feeling the weirdest desires and stirring. Jeremy knew why he liked Tyler's strong grip, but he couldn't understand why everything else about Tyler excited him. And now, now when they called a truce, Tyler was nearly unconcious and in Jeremy's room.

"Uh, man I'm so sorry. I thought you'd catch it."

As Tyler laughed, he said, "It's all right, I did kick your ass in Halo. I expected a temper tantrum, not a blow to the head."

The two boys laughed together before a long pause entered the room.

Jeremy had left the bed and sat at his desk to start on his drawing pad. As he spun his chair to see how Tyler was doing, his body was slammed into the older boys'. Before Jeremy could even get out a moan, his mouth was molded by Tyler's.