A/N: All Nathan for this chapter! Don't worry, Lucas will be back in the next one. You don't wanna miss it, trust me! ;)

The next week was absolute hell for Nathan.

The day after their one on one match, Lucas joined the Ravens, which means that he's been at every single damn practice and game they've had since then. It wouldn't bother Nathan so much if he didn't find himself wanting to fuck his brains out every single time he looks at him.

Now that he thinks about it, he's been like this for a long time.

He remembers Lucas quitting the junior little leagues and how sad he was. Back then he didn't understand why, but later he finally figured it out.

He really, really, liked this guy. His baby blue eyes, his pouty lips, his slender swimmer's body, how his face lights up when he laughs.. Nathan wants every single bit of him.

But, he can't have him. Finding out they were actually related was probably one of the absolute worst things that could've happened. And even worse than that?

He still can't stop looking at him, and it scares him so bad. What if he can't control himself and makes a move and then Lucas never speaks to him again? Not like he'd blame him anyway; Nathan has been a royal prick to Lucas, but it's not out of hate; quite the opposite, in fact. He's just trying to keep Lucas away from him before he does something he'll regret.

Something he'll never be able to take back.

Nathan is sitting in the locker room and thinking about all of this when Tim and his teammates walk up to him.

"So what are we gonna do about this guy?" Tim asks, referring to Lucas. "Two games and suddenly he's Mr. Bigshot. He even stole your position from you."

Nathan chuckles. Yeah, that one didn't go over so well with Dan.

"So I hear Whitey gave your spot to Lucas," Dan says, sitting as Nathan walks by the living room. "Do you even care that it's all slipping away? All the plans we've made and the work we've done?"

"You mean all the plans you made and all the work I've done," Nathan replies.

"Fine then, quit the team then. Hell, go ahead and quit school for that matter! I might give you a job at the dealership where you can spend your life haggling over free floor mats with losers with bad credit, and that's if I give you the job! Is that the kind of life you want?!" Dan yells, getting up and standing right in front of Nathan.

"You have to let me know if you still want this," Dan says.

"I do," Nathan says.

"Alright then. So about this new kid, if he's taken your position, then he's no longer your teammate, is he? He's your opponent. Identify his weaknesses and attack them."

And Nathan intends to do just that. Not for his dad, but for himself.

To keep himself safe.

"We're gonna make him wish he never joined the team," Nathan replies, which gets him a smile from each of his teammates. "Haze the shit out of him until he folds."

And haze Lucas they did.

It started out with small things, like soaking his uniform ( which smelled so good) before practice, and putting itching powder in his shorts. From there it escalated. They trashed the Rivercourt to try and break his spirit, but it didn't. They even kidnapped him; took him to a secluded field outside of town and threw him into a huge puddle of muddy water (his wet clothes were really sparking Nathan's imagination), where the hazing normally ends, but it didn't. Lucas still wasn't folding.

"We need to come up with something else," Nathan says, walking with Tim to his truck after practice. Suddenly he remembers the fact that Lucas has been waiting to shower until everyone else left practice. Probably afraid they'd do something to him. "He should be in the shower by now, let's steal his clothes!"

"You have fun man, I'm tired of this shit," Tim says. "I hate to say it, but we lost. Unfortunately, he's here to stay."

"Whatever," Nathan says. "You do what you want, but I'm not stopping until he's off the team." Nathan turns to walk back towards the locker room.

"Good luck!" Tim says, laughing.

Leaving Tim, Nathan walks into the empty locker room and hears water running in the shower room.

Perfect.

He walks over to the showers and sees - Oh.

Oh.

He didn't think this through very well. There's Lucas standing with his back to him, completely naked. It's taking all of Nathan's will power not to jump his bones right here.

Damn, what a body.

Crap, he has to stop staring before he's caught. Spotting Lucas's clothes, he grabs them and runs into the school hallway. Once he get's there he stops in his tracks, realizing..

None of this is helping him at all.

He slumps against a locker and falls to the ground, tears streaming down his face. He puts his hands behind his head, sobbing uncontrollably. His feelings aren't going anywhere, no matter how hard he tries, and Lucas is never going to leave the team.

What is he going to do?

"Nathan?"

Nathan looks up and sees that the voice belongs to Lucas's best friend he's always hanging around. The tutor girl.

"Are those Lucas's clothes?!" Tutor girl asks, pointing to the clothes lying on the floor next to him.

Wiping his eyes, he stands up and walks over to her.

"Here, make sure he gets these, will you?" Nathan asks, handing her Lucas's clothes. "And don't tell Lucas about this. Please?"

She nods apprehensively.

Giving her a slight smile, Nathan walks away, wanting nothing more than to be away from this spot.

As he got in his truck, an idea hit him like a ton of bricks.

Tutor girl.

Tutor girl can get Lucas to quit.

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Nathan has probably been standing outside of the tutoring office for five minutes now, working up the nerve to go in. This has to go perfectly. If he doesn't earn tutor girl's trust, he can never ask her to make Lucas quit.

Well, here goes nothing.

"Hey," he says, pushing the door open. Tutor girl gives him a look of disgust.

"Can I help you?" She asks.

"I hope so. You're my tutor," Nathan responds.

"Right. I don't think so," She says, turning back to her paperwork.

"You're Haley James, right?" Nathan asks her, handing her a blue piece of paper.

After looking it over, she thrusts it back to him. "I'm sorry, but I can't. I'm best friends with Lucas, and he's told me about all of the terrible things you've done."

"I really need your help," Nathan says. This is not going well at all.

"Forget it, okay? I'll find you somebody else," Haley says.

"There is nobody else. I'd be fine with it if there was," Nathan says.

"If there were," Haley corrects.

"See? You're helping me already."

"Look, I can't help you, and on top of that, I won't help you. Okay?" Haley says, shoving him aside and walking out of the room.

Well, he royally fucked that up, but he has to keep trying.

Later that night, he calls up to Karen's Cafe after finding out that's where she works.

"Karen's Cafe," Haley answers.

"I'm calling for Haley James," He says.

"This is her," She responds.

"Hey, it's Nathan Scott," He says. "I really need your help."

"Sorry, wrong number," Haley says, abruptly hanging up the phone before Nathan can stop her.

This girl is persistent.

The next day in class, Nathan gets his English exam back.

He failed it. Shocker.

Before leaving school, he's going to try one last time to get Haley to tutor him. If not, he's basically fucked.

He knocks on the door to the tutoring office before stepping inside. Luckily Haley was in there already.

"I just wanted to stop by to let you know I'm gonna be fine," Nathan tells her.

"Good for you," Haley says.

"F is for fine, right?" Nathan asks, holding up his failed English exam so she can see. As he turns to leave, Haley stops him

"Wait, wait!" She says, sighing and running her hands through her hair. "I'll help you."

"Awesome!" Nathan says, turning towards her and smiling.

"But I have two conditions. One, Lucas cannot know about this. And two, you leave him the hell alone. Deal?"

"Deal."

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