When the Road Gets Dark

A/N: This might be a part of a series, depending on how you guys react to the characters. This story is yaoi/slash, or male/male so if that’s not your cup of tea, RUN AWAY NOW! This is my first original fiction story that I’m posting, and so naturally I’m a little nervous.

Chapter 1: Tea For Your Thoughts?

Breaking loose from the world of subconscious, Shawn shook himself awake just as his alarm clock was buzzing recklessly on his bedside table. Glaring at it he smacked the thing to make it shut up before it awoke his whole household.

Peeking out the window he saw the side door to his house closing, and soon after heard the sounds of his friend Nyki letting herself in to the kitchen. Digging through the closet, he began to get more and more anxious. It was the first forensics tournament of the season, which meant he’d get to spend a whole Saturday with Eamon. –sigh-

His hand hovered over the black blazer that was starting to be way too small; he could probably get away with wearing it if he didn’t do any of the buttons. But was suffering an entire day in that jacket worth matching Eamon? Shawn wiggled his fingers as he tried to decide, finally wimping out and going with the worn gray blazer that was too big for his small frame. Running the brush through his slightly scrappy brown hair he raced down the stairs and into the dimly lit kitchen.

Nyki was sitting at the small crooked table that was nestled between the refrigerator and a window looking out at the backyard. Eerie Queerie was clutched in one of her tan hands, the other swirling a bent spoon in a cup of tea she’d helped herself to making while waiting for her friend. Shawn smiled at her, taking in quickly the outfit that clearly went against the forensic team dress code, again. Black and purple striped stockings covered her legs, rips running up and down them, a black skirt with D rings on it over the stockings and a t-shirt that stated “Natives Do It Better.”

“Glad you made yourself at home.” Shawn quietly joked, rushing to pour himself a thermos of tea.

“Yeah, well you certainly take long enough to get ready. What would you do if Eamon didn’t go today?” Nyki said as she turned back to her manga, smirking when Shawn stopped dead in his tracks.

“He didn’t say he wasn’t going, did he?” Shawn turned around, already round eyes growing wide with worry. Nyki burst out laughing as she looked at him.

“God Shawn, you’re his best friend, not me. Keep tighter tabs on your boyfriend if you’re going to get all psycho about this.” Pushing up from the folding chair Nyki grabbed Shawn by the arm and dragged both of them towards the side door.

Once out the door, both teens clutched their teas close to them as the bitter winter air hit them full blast. The sun had only just begun its journey up into the sky, creating an eerie glow on the streets as the night tried to linger. Wrapping a big fuzzy scarf around both of their faces, they struggled through the icy streets toward the school where their bus was waiting.

“We need to make friends with someone who has a car.” Nyki said as they finally reached the bus, both unable to feel their fingers or noses anymore.

“Or move far, far away from Wisconsin.” Shawn said with a laugh as they climbed up into the still fairly empty bus.

Shawn, Nyki and their friends had claim to the back of the bus, and towards Nyki’s twin sister Tiz and her friend Violet. Shawn sat down next to the window, getting comfortable until Nyki climbed over him and wedged herself between him and the wall until she slid him away just enough to fit beside him. Giving a triumphant cheer, she set her stuff down and smiled over at the pouting brunette, who had turned his back to her.

The pouting stopped as soon as a tall boy stepped onto the bus, his curly blond hair slightly wet. Nyki waved to Eamon, who smiled as he headed back to the group, Shawn sitting up a little and beaming at Eamon. Noticing this, Nyki leaned against the window, stretching her legs across Shawn’s lap and putting her headphones on, winking at Shawn as she did so.

Eamon sat down in the seat across from Shawn, leaning across the aisle so they were next to each other. The bus filled up quickly around them, but all Shawn saw was Eamon. As they rode to the tournament, Shawn wasn’t even listening to Eamon’s rambling, all he could see was the other boy’s lips and how they seemed to naturally shine without chap stick. Catching himself at what was going on; Shawn blushed but pretended he’d been listening the whole time.

“Yeah, so I told my mom about my speech and she practically kicked me out of the house. I can’t believe I came out of such a close-minded person.” Eamon shook his head sadly, glancing at the school whose parking lot the bus had just pulled into.

“Wait, your gay marriage speech?” Shawn said suddenly as the bus jerked to a stop, realizing what his friend had been talking about. Eamon just nodded, having got himself in a sullen mood. Well, he was just going to have to cheer him up, now wasn’t he?

A/N: Ok, reactions? Suck, stop writing all together? Did you like anything about it? I promise it does get better with time! Nyki and the other girls will only be small parts, for any hardcore yaoi fans who cringe at the fact that girls even exist in male/male fics. However, ifyou like them, they'll be having their own fic up soon! Well, what ever your reaction, review. But no flames please.