Legally Nave
Chapter Six
Written by Chocolatechiplague
The next week was a blur, a seemly fast paced movie where the main characters moved in slow motions in opposite directions of each other. Where they refused to look at each other, each of them wanting nothing more then to scream at the other and fight. Yet it was not in Rave's personality for violence even though it had crossed his mind to hit Nat more then the slap he had given, and Nat . . Nat couldn't get himself into the violence he needed for it to hit the male. Instead, he took his frustrations out on the tree in his back yard. It was with a startling realization after two days did Rave notice the fact that two of the knuckles were broken and taped together to keep straight as they healed. He itched to scream at him for doing this to himself, Rave wanted to yell at him for Nat harming himself in such a way, but how could he? When he was the cause of the teal haired teens anger and reason for the broken knuckles? Simple. Rave couldn't.
It was grating on not only the two teens minds about what was going on, but it was affecting the school, the theater and their friends. Kevin was close to knocking the mahogany haired boy out for the words screamed at Nat, and Edd was tempted to consider shouting at Nat for his words at Rave. It was harming the musical as they refused to work together, they worked with everyone else. Yet what musical could go on without the main characters interacting? Professor Amus wasn't blind, nor stupid, and the lack of comments from Nat or calling him 'Professor Anus' were a clear sign of the tension. So he moved to put action in.
"Alright kids! We shall work on one of the main songs. We shall need Elle and Forrest please!" The two froze at opposite sides of the stage before awkwardly shuffling to the center, looking anywhere but each other. "Good, now, let's work on 'Legally Blonde' the song."
The silence continued, both of the teens considering if this was worth it before Rave took a breath and started to sing, his voice raising a few octaves to reach a more feminine pitch.
"Take back the books and pack up the clothes
Clear out the room and drop off the key
Leave with what's left of my dignity
Get in the car and just go
"Chalk it all up to experience
They said I'd fail but I disagreed
Who could say then where my path would lead?
Well, now I know.
"Back to the sun
Back to the shore
Back to what I was before.
"Back where I'm known
Back in my own
Very small pond.
Laugh with my friends
When I arrive
We'll drop the top and just drive
That's fine with me
Just let me be
Legally Blonde."
The further into the singing Rave got, the further he lost himself, allowing every bit of his emotions to show through his singing. When it came time, Rave turned to Nat who had been listening closely. This was the first time Rave would be hearing Nat actually sing at all, seriously sing even just a few lines. And with everything that happened, Rave was terrified of that fact. But he couldn't give up now, not when so close to the musical due date, not when maybe a stupid, rather chick flick styled musical could make it so they could talk, even if for a moment afterwards. Emotion slipped to the words, ones far more true then a musical usually would, even in such a scene. Chestnut eyes met gold.
"Thanks for your help and for all you've done
Thank you for treating me decently."
"What's wrong?" Nat questioned, focused on his lines, yet stepping towards Rave. A step closer then needed.
"Maybe someday you can visit me
Give me a call, say hello."
"Wait, where are you going?" The small bit of singing at the end caused Rave to pause, surprised at the sound before quickly recovering himself and singing further.
"Sorry I'm letting down everyone"
"What brought on this?"
"You did your best with a hopeless case."
"That's ludicrous." The others of the cast stopped what they were doing to watch and listen, surprised and in awe of the nearly perfect harmony of the two voices as they sang, the timing, as if they had practiced a thousand times already together and it was second nature to them.
"You are the best thing about this place."
"Elle, you should know… "
"Callahan hit on me." Rave interrupted, stepping closer to Nat, a distressed expression on his face as he looked at the other male. Nat furrowed his eyebrows, pushing confusion onto his face, though part of it was real at how true the distress on the others face was and how close he was moving towards him. "He what?"
"He kissed me." Rave paused, looking at the shorter male for a moment before continuing on. "He fired me. There's no reason for me to stay."
Nat frowned, Rave unsure if it was in character or actually Nat frowning before he heard the singing. With the large example, he could hear every perfect note from Nat's lips, every pitch. It was a relief that he could sing and well, it was also frustrating because that amazing voice belonged to Nat, someone he was both pissed at and felt guilty over for his own words said to him.
"What about love?
I never mentioned love
The timing's bad, I know
But perhaps if I made it more clear
That you belong right here
You wouldn't have to go
Cause you know that I'm so much in love… "
Rave nearly missed his cue to start singing, thoughts wrapped in the others voice and the situation. Snapping from it, voice pushing to the higher pitch, he belted it out.
"Back to the sun
Back to the shore
Back to what I was before."
"Please will you open the door."
"Lie on the beach
Dream within reach
Don't stray beyond."
"We both know you're worth so much more."
"Some girls fight hard
Some face the trial
Some girls were just meant to smile."
"If you can hear, can I just say
How much I want you to stay."
"It's not up to me
Just let me be
Legally Blonde."
Neither of them realized it until they were basically chest to chest, Nat pushing himself to stand taller so that he could be at eye level with Rave as the last section was sang. Even Nat didn't know what the hell was going on with them, just that . . . he was worried that when the song ended, what ever kind of relaxed comfort he felt with Rave at the moment would end as well.
"I need you to stay…"
"It's not up to me
Just let me be
Legally Blonde."
Applause broke out loudly, snapping both of them from the light trance, looking at the group they worked with. Professor Amus smiled brightly, knowing for certain that the two would be beautiful on the stage together, singing. It was hard to find such voices that worked so perfectly, yet their small high school had found a pair. Turning his gaze back to Nat, Rave almost jumped out to grip his wrist when he noticed how the teal haired teen had turned to start walking from center stage. "Goldberg, wai-"
"Just . . . fuck off, James."
Three days.
It took three days after Nat told Rave to fuck off for him to get the balls to go to Rave's apartment. It took only three minutes for him to convince Double D to give him the address as the young prodigy was tired of the silent treatment and the moping around by them both. Not to mention the building tension. Perhaps that is why Nat found himself standing in front of Rave's front door in his apartment complex. Perhaps that is why he was hesitating on knocking. The number '1203' mocking him. It had taken days for him to decide that this would be the best way to speak to the other about what happened with himself and Plank, whose nose was healing very well with the bandage he had to have on it until the musical.
The thought of Plank brought up the fact that the Russian was the one who mentioned going to Rave's apartment to begin with. After breaking his nose, the two had begun getting along, Plank giving respect to the shorter, younger teen. Nat still believed Plank was considering making him a member of his mafia gang or whatever. Anyhow.
Balling his fist, Nat took a breath and moved to knock, only for the door to open and Rave to scowl with annoyance and confusion glinting in chestnut eyes. "You've been talking to your-fucking-self for ten minutes."
"Does that mean you've been watching me talk to myself for ten minutes?" The scowl on Rave's lips grew before awkward silence came between them. Rave was questioning every reason the other would have for being at his apartment and Nat was questioning his sanity for appearing. "Look, if you are just going to fucking stand ther-"
"I'm sorry you're such a fucking prick and asshole of a girly gay kid!"
". . .Are you fucking serious? THAT is your fucking apology for ruining my DREAM?"
"You're the one who said all that fucking shit when you had no right!"
"Hey! I got fucking neighbors so keep your god damn tone down, you miserable fuck!"
"How would you know how I fuck? All you did was BLOW ME!"
Rave couldn't fully explain as to why that comment made such a reaction happen, but it snapped something inside of the taller teens mind. It was only the sight of Nat on the ground, hand over his right eye where Rave had punched him did it register fully. "Fucking bloody hel-"
"You fucking dick!" Nat sprung at Rave, tackling him to the floor inside of Rave's apartment. Rave gave a grunt as he rolled quickly from under the athletic teen, moving from the swinging fist and kicking out with his legs. Going on instant, Rave ran towards his room, picking things up and throwing them violently at Nat as he chased after, crashing anything to the ground he could in the apartment. Slamming the door to his bedroom, rave leaned against, laughing bitterly and with anger towards the teal haired male on the otherwise. At least he was before feeling the buckling pressure of Nat slamming into the door, the splintering of the wood.
"Don't fucking dare, Goldberg!" Too late.
Rave moved quickly from the door or what was once his door as it cracked from the hinges at the football tackles giving by the fullback. Gripping roughly onto Rave's waist and throwing him to the ground, Nat did his best to avoid the swinging fist and surprisingly sharp nails of Raves, gripping tightly, wrestling him to the ground.
"You fucking!" Nat slammed Rave against the ground, Rave grunting at the dull pain of his shoulder. "Asshole!" Knee to Nat's side, violent pull of mahogany hair in response. "Who the fuck are you!" Nat's fist barely grazed Rave's cheek, enough to feel but not do much damage. "To say that SHIT about me?! MY MOM?! Who the FUCK do you think you are?!"
"I'm fucking sorry, damnit!"
Nat froze, his fists gripping Rave's sweater tightly. Golden eyes looked, searched chestnut for any sign of lying before quickly leaning in, violently pressing their lips together in a rough kiss. Rave grunted in surprise but didn't dare push the shorter teen away, instead, long fingers tangled into messy from fighting teal hair and tugged closer. The kiss was far from neat, sweet, and simple. It was sloppy, messy, a clash of teeth and tongue, a way to vent what was left of the anger at each other without physically harming.
Teeth bit, nails scraped along skin and it was nearly another fight, this time in the kiss. Slowly though, it was losing it's intensity, losing the biting force behind it and being a bit more soft between them. Small kisses placed to swollen, red lips, fingers soothing one another's scalp after pulling harshly and pressing them closer. The hard wood flooring of the apartment was far from comfortable against Rave's back as they laid against it, Nat hovering over him, only making the kisses long enough to take a small breath or start another. In all honestly, Rave was getting dizzy, feeling a mix of drunk and high. The fuck kind of drug was this?
The question slipped his mind though when finally the kisses slowly came to an end, eyes opening to look at the flushed face of the other. As well as Rave looking at the darkening black eye he had given Nat. Rave wanted to comment on it, wanted to say something, instead only one word came from his kiss swollen lips. "Idiot." He hadn't expected the small laugh from Nat, nor the cheeky grin. "Fuck you, princess, fuck you."
Grinning for the moment, Rave chuckled, his focus completely returning and looking once more at the swelling of Nat's eye, the growing bruise. "Shit, fuck. You need damn ice on that now."
"While you get me ice, can you get some something to eat? I'm starving after that wrestling match."
'Put a donut around his penis and slowly nibble it off' Nat frowned and looked up at the other male cleaning after their wrestling match and the broken and pushed down things in the apartment. Every so often, Rave would grumble over something and comment how Nat would have to pay for it which Nat waved off as he held the ice pack to his black eye and read on further in the Cosmo he found under Rave's couch. "Would you let me put a donut around your dick and eat it off?"
"Shut up Goldberg, you aren't going near my dick now."
"Ohhhh, so you would considering letting me before?"
Rave ignored him, instead throwing a rag at his head. "Shut the fuck up and actually help me or get out of my apartment."