Hey everyone. It's Surkura again. Actually, I'm so excited about this story that I'm not going to do the update once a week thing. As soon as I'm done editing, I'm just going to post it. I really like how it came out and I really want you guys to read it. Well, this is chapter two of Oh, the Joys of Cross-dressing. I own nothing!

Using the extra key underneath the welcome mat, Cody allowed himself in the house. The sound of running water stopped, and Cody knew that his presence was known. He looked back at the door, closing it to prevent him from running. He wasn't going to be a weakling like he did the last few days. Today, he was going to talk to him, even if he was still angry that he was hanging around Alejandro and his crew. "Noah?" He called out. Heavy footsteps from upstairs made their way towards the stairs before it stopped and sighed. "Why are you here?" A voice asked with malice.

"I want to talk to you." Cody glanced at his friends, forcing a smile. Noah was standing in front of him with only his shorts and a towel to dry his shoulder length dark hair that complimented his dark skin and even darker and powerful brown eyes. "Is that okay?"

"No." Noah turned around and walked back upstairs. But Cody knew that tone well and walked upstairs anyway. He walked in Noah's bedroom and sat on his bed, waiting. Noah returned a few minutes later, narrowing his eyes at Cody. "I though I said no."

"You really didn't want me to go."

"Like you really know me that well." Noah snapped, placing his towel around his neck. "It's for the best. But, since you won't leave, I'll start. You have no business talking to me if you're talking to those three."

"Look, Noah, it's for your own good." Cody stood up. "I wouldn't have to do this if you just kept you damn mouth close! The last time I saw you after you encountered them, you ended up at the hospital!"

"How nice of you to be concern." Noah said with a deadpanned face. "I'm so touched that I'm trying to give a shit."

"Noah-"

"Cody, you were my first and best friend when I moved here years ago! Even though I met new ones, I still had you as my number one!" Noah hissed. "Cody, I would rather be bullied and suffer than what you're doing to 'help' me. I wanted my friend to stay with me."

"I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOU IN I HOSPITAL BED AGAIN!" Cody hissed and got in Noah's face. "HOW DID YOU THINK I FELT, NOAH! TO SEE YOU THERE, ALMOST LIFELESS!" He pulled his head back, the memories reappearing with the horrible nostalgic taste that came with it. "They obviously like me. And who am I to passed this opportunity to let it go and for the next time to be too late. I lo- care! I care about you too much, Noah?" Noah huffed in irritation and folded his arms. "So… what did they tell you this time?" He spatted.

"They wanted me to try and date Nora." Cody explained. Noah started him down. "After that, I'm part of them. And you'll be safe." Silences filled the air. Noah sighed, turning his gaze away and out the window. "… Are you sure this is what you really want, Cody? Because you know, Nora rejects almost everyone. I'm still shock I'm friends with her. But if you are, I'll try and convince her to date you." Cody looked up in shock, only to freeze when he caught the pain in Noah's eyes as the Indian-Canadian continued, "Maybe it is for the best. We started keeping things from each other and don't seem as close anymore. Hell, I want to rip your head off right now." Cody flinched and looked down. He bit his cheek to prevent any sadness from showing. "Yes… I do want this, Noah. But try to understand-"

"Get out." Noah pointed to the door, and Cody knew that was his time to go. He glanced back, seeing his friend huffed while pushing back his hair behind his eyes before walking off.

When Noah first arrived to the school, Cody was his first friend. Even when he found new ones, he always involves Cody in it somehow. Noah protected him when those gay rumors started, which led the two of them into this mess today. Cody lay on his bed, staring up at his ceiling. His heart pounding as his memories were flooding with his soon-to-be former friend. The way he would only smile at him; his eyes were always close and his hair would slightly bounce. The way he pulls back his hair; his thumb, index, and middle finger was always out, and his ring and pinky fingers would hook around the strand of hair, pulling it back. The way he would bit his lips and cast his eyes to the side when he was blushing or nervous. And the way he always dreamt of looking into those dark brown eyes before they closed and connected the two of them with a kiss.

Cody's phone rung and he looked at his text message, the pounding in his heart becoming even more over bearing. There was so many things he wanted to do with Noah, so many things that he wanted to tell Noah. He wanted him to be the first one to actually know that he is bi, and actually wanted to see if Noah would still accept him as a friend if he confesses his love. He knows Noah is a straight as a line; his fascination with girls and how their bodies' work was a dead give away.

"Guess you'll never know how I feel about you, huh, Noah." Cody lightly kissed the top of his phone. "I'm sorry, but I will do whatever it takes for you to be safe." He glanced at the message again, the one that permanently ended their friendship.

From: Noah

She'll do it. Meet her 8 by the park. I guess this is goodbye then. It was nice when it lasted.