Hello and welcome back to Free Fiction Friday! We’re back to the prequels to Turning His Life Around! There are seven parts to this one, called Jealousy, and five more short stories after this one. Yay! 🙂
Please remember that the guys are technically underage in these. Any sex is fairly tame (described, yes, but tame) until much later in the series.
If you haven’t read Turning yet, you might consider checking it out. These stories make a lot more sense if you’ve read it first. These should also be read in order:
I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for reading and feel free to let me know what you think. I always love to hear from my readers. 😀
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Saturday dawned rainy and gray. After a wet trip to the dojo, they settled in for another movie marathon. This time, it was Star Trek instead of Star Wars.
“Now, see, I don’t get the fascination with Shatner,” Ian said from the couch. He and Hayden curled up together under a big blanket.
“Me either,” Kane said around a handful of popcorn. Kenji stole a piece from his hand, earning a nip and laughter from Kane. This quickly devolved into a long kiss. They had sprawled together on the floor on a bunch of blankets. “I’m more of a Spock kind of guy. All lean and long, narrow faces. It’d be better if he had long hair,” he said when he pulled back from Kenji, and crunched on more popcorn. Kenji grinned and dropped a kiss on Kane’s head, and all three besides Kane snickered because Ian was sure Kane had no idea he’d just described his own boyfriend.
“I like ‘em tall,” Ian agreed. “But dark hair. Shaggy and, well, not short but not really long, either.” He ran his fingers through Hayden’s hair. He knew what he was saying. He grinned up at Hayden who bent and kissed him.
“Uh uh,” Hayden disagreed. “A little shorter than me. Brown hair, brown eyes. Let’s see… if McCoy wasn’t so old, he wouldn’t be too bad.”
“No one there that interests me,” Kenji said. “None of them have spiky hair.”
Kane snorted and threw a piece of popcorn at his boyfriend. “Kiss ass.”
“I’ll kiss your ass.” Kenji grinned. “Roll over.”
Koetsu snorted again, but leaned in and planted another on Kenji’s lips, which they got lost in. This sparked another long and involved kiss between Hayden and Ian. A throat clearing interrupted them. “If you lovebirds are interested, I’m planning to order pizza for dinner.”
Four boys jumped apart guiltily, though they all knew she was well aware of their kissing. “That would be…” Ian paused to clear his throat.
“Great, Mom,” Kane finished for him. They glanced at each other then back at their mom.
“Toppings?” she asked.
Next came a flurry of discussion about toppings and Ian ordered for him and Hayden and to everyone’s surprise (except Kane himself), Kane ordered for him and Kenji. Kenji grinned again at the fact that Kane had paid so much attention and there in front of their mom, kissed him again. This got another bright blush from Kane.
They’d opted to stay in that night, the rain having not let up at all. So, when eleven o’clock came around, Hayden and Kenji dragged themselves to their feet and helped clean up. The two couples exchanged final long and thorough kisses; then they bemoaned the weather, though still made plans for the next day. If the rain let up, they were going to the preserve the next day to hike to get away from people and prying eyes and just be alone.
Ian and Kane never even talked about it. When they’d changed into pajamas, they curled up together and passed out pretty quickly. And slept like the dead. Unfortunately, they would also end up sleeping late.
Someone was pounding. Ian couldn’t figure it out at first until he opened his eyes and stared at the bottom of his bunk. Oh. Someone was knocking on the door.
He rolled out of bed and glanced at the clock. Crap, they were running late. A quick glance out the window showed that the rain had, indeed, let up and they’d be going hiking. “Kane, get up,” Ian poked at his friend who groaned.
“Wha?” Kane said, rubbing his eyes.
“Get up. We’re late. Kenji and Hayden are going to be here any time. That might be them, now.” And just as he did, there was a knock on the bedroom door. Yawning, Ian stumbled across the room and opened the door.
He let out a very unmanly squeak when he saw Hayden standing in the hallway. He slapped a hand over his morning-breath mouth, but it couldn’t hide the grin. “Hey, baby!”
“Hi,” Hayden said with a warm grin and glanced into the room, then stopped, the grin fading and a look of horror coming over his face. Kenji was standing next to him, and he, too, stared into the room.
Ian looked around, puzzled, wondering if there was something out of place, but nothing, at first, registered.
“Ian?” Hayden asked and the tone of his voice set off alarms.
Ian paused and looked at the room again from Hayden’s perspective and gasped, then swallowed hard. He saw the bunk beds with the top bunk made. He saw himself and Kane in their pajamas, rumpled and obviously right out of bed and he saw the two pillows each with its own indentation on the bottom, messy bunk. “Hayden…” Ian started, “this isn’t what you think.”
“It’s never what you think,” he answered shortly and turned around.
“Hayden, wait!” Ian called, going after him. He didn’t hear the conversation between Kenji and Kane, he was too busy chasing after Hayden. He caught up at the front door. “Hayden, wait,” he said, nearly desperate now. “Please, listen to me.”
“Listen? I should have known that something was up between you two! But… God, did you have to bring me into it? I loved you, Ian! Fuck, I still do!” He turned around, but Ian tugged on his arm again.
“Hayden? You… love me?” Ian asked, dumbstruck.
“What difference does it make? You obviously love him.” He said, pointing a finger behind Ian. Ian glanced over his shoulder to see a shocked Kane standing in the hall.
“Wait, no. I mean, Hayden, wait! If you’d just listen…” Ian nearly begged. He didn’t notice the tears that had started to fall. He turned to Kenji, “Kenji, listen. This isn’t what he thinks it is.”
“Right. It’s not. You two fucked each other behind our backs,” Kenji hissed.
“NO!” Ian looked from Hayden to Kenji and back again, concentrating on his own boyfriend. “NO! We didn’t. Dammit, listen!”
But Hayden was just shaking his head. “I don’t need to hear it, Ian.” He spun on his heel and started to walk away.
“GOD DAMMIT!” Ian shouted half way between anger and pain. “Don’t do this, Hayden! Please!”
Hayden spun back around and for one brief moment, Ian thought he was going to listen, he was going to agree. He stopped in front of Ian. “No, you listen,” he said, very quietly. “You did it, not me. You slept with him! I hope you’re happy together!” He turned around and headed to his Jeep. Kenji threw one last hurt look at Kane and followed. A moment later, the jeep was gone.
Ian sat hard in the doorway, staring at the spot the jeep had been parked. Now what?
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