Date: Wed, 29 Feb 2012 17:21:28 +0000
From: ryanstories@yahoo.com
Subject: Blast in Bermuda 3

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Blast in Bermuda 3

*LAST TIME* Nathan and Ritchie had another argument while going through the
iternary, with Nathan unable to come to the conclusion how he had woken up
in their bedroom after falling asleep in the livingroon. Ritchie had taken
his first tour group out, while Cindy, his girlfriend, promised Nathan sex
in exchange for making peace with Ritchie, which Nathan declined, not
because he didn't want to make peace with Ritchie, but because he thought
it wrong to have sex with another dude's girlfriend. While swimming, he
came across a diver, whom he thought he was a tourist who needed help. The
diver tried to drown him though, and he was forced to devulge what happened
to Ritchie. Ritchie told him what he saw that morning, the man who spoke
Spanish on the radio microphone and the same diver to came out of the
ocean. Together they came up with a plan to keep Nathan away from being
seen, incase they would come back for him, by claiming he was sick from a
tropical illness. Nathan asked Ritchie if he carried him to bed the
previous night, and Ritchie admitted it. In a surprising gesture, Nathan
reached out and placed his hand on Ritchie's shoulder in thanks. Meanwhile,
Cristo and the diver found what they were looking for, an uncut diamond
near the two rock statues situated in the ocean. Now on for chapter 3*

***

"Es hermoso! Mui bonita!!" Cristo said as he turned the uncut diamond over
in the palm of his hand. This was what he was waiting for almost his entire
life. The diver came out of the water, dripping from head to toe, walking
up to Cristo.

"There are every chance that that one is not the only diamond that is
hidden here," he said.

"It was a entire truck load full of jewelery that they had stolen,
Amigo. We had to live in fucking poverty whilst here our treasure was
waiting!"

"What exactly happened, Cristo? That day that you're always talking about?"

Cristo looked out into the ocean, glistering due to the moonlight on the
crystal clear waters. He closed his eyes and relieved that day...that day
where his grandfather told him of his ancestors, and how his
great-grandfather had come home and told them that the robbery of the
Spanish Kingdom in 1936 had gone according to plan. But four hours later,
they had gotten word that the precious cargo had been robbed by pirates on
the open seas, whilst transporting the goods to their base in Antigua. The
cargo was never found but Cristo's father, had before he died, gotten word
that a UNCUT diamond was found underwater by a pair of underwater
specialists researching the location for a documentary. Cristo's father and
his gang of soldiers then established that the rest of the diamonds had to
be in that region. After their search of Antigua proved negative, Bermuda
was next on their list. Cristo's father unfortunately died before the
operation could be begin, and therefore Cristo came to Bermuda to
explore. It was the two giant rock statues that immediately drew his
attention. If there was going to be exploring done, he was going to start
there. And yes, they had found out that one of the rock statues was indeed
hollow, and that the pirates may have hidden the treasure in there years
and years ago.

Before Cristo could answer the diver, he heard a gun shot go off, and that
brought him back to the present. He pushed the diver into the water where
they could not be seen.

"Usted esta loco??" he hissed to the diver, before pulling him behind the
statue. "Why did you do that?"

"There was two men watching us, Cristo! I had to shoot! Do you want this to
be fucked up?"

"Im tired of this. Im going to have to take action. Whoever was watching
us, will PAY...TONIGHT!"

***

"We almost got killed dude! What the hell were you thinking? If I hadn't
come looking for you, you would have been killed! That was a gun shot,
Nathan! We agreed that you would stay here!" Ritchie screamed at his
roommate.

"None of your fucking business, fuckface!" Nathan screamed back, walked
into the bathroom and slammed door behind him. Ritchie sighed. How could he
have thought Nathan would ever change towards him? He walked into the
bedroom, without even taking his clothes off, and almost immediately fell
asleep. It was a very, very long day...

Ritchie opened his eyes to see Nathan laying on his side looking straight
at him. The latter's eyes casted right over his body and suddenly leaned
down to kiss the surprised and astonished Ritchie, but the feelings that he
felt from finally being kissed by the boy he loved was overwhelming. He
finally got over his initial shock and passionately kissed Nathan back,
reaching up and grasping the side of Nathan's face, caressing his cheek,
running his hands through Nathan's sexy black hair, pulling his boy closer
to him. Nathan was kissing him so lovingly, as he pulled away from
Ritchie's mouth, he moved down to his neck while Ritchie groaned out in
sheer emotional exstacy. Nathan's soft, yet callused lips travelled all the
way from his cheek to his collarbone, gently placing kisses everywhere he
possibly could. Ritchie pulled Nathan's head closer to his chest, where
Nathan rested his head for a little while before looking up into Ritchie's
face, dragging his body upwards until he slowly laid his bigger frame on
that of the latter, gently nuzzling Ritchie's cheek and neck, enhaling the
sweet, sweaty smell of him. Ritchie smiled upwards to the boy he loved, yet
hated, but right now, his heart was dancing in his rib cage, dancing for
joy for he was finally with Nathan. Nathan took Ritchie's face into his big
hands and quietly, romantically, kissed him, so much so that Ritchie had no
choice but to sigh happily, his whole body surrenduring his passion to
Nathan.

"I love you...I love you so, so much..." Ritchie barely whispered, his
voice touched by the sheer emotion of the moment.

"Oh God, Ritchie, can you ever forgive me for being the scumbag that I was
to you? All I ever wanted was for you to love me and take notice of
me...from the moment I saw you I was head over heels. Please say you
forgive me, Ritchie, please!" Nathan begged, with tears filling his eyes.

"Ofcourse I do, dude! I fucking love you, I'll forgive you for anything! We
were so fucking stupid, man...kiss me, kiss me and never let me go..."

"Im not dude, I'll never get you out of my sight again...I love you
Ritchie..."

Ritchie's eyes flooded open as a huge explosion of sound and movement
triggered his subconscious. He flew upwards from the bed, while he saw
Nathan in the livingroom, covering his ears, while the entire room was
seemed to be shaking like mad. Suddenly the noise was gone like the way it
had began, and Ritchie ran over to Nathan immediately.

"Dude, are you okay, what's wrong? What the hell is going on out there?"

"I...I don't know! I was laying on our bed reading when all of a sudden,
this massive "bang" was coming from somewhere in the hotel. You think it
could be an earthquake or something?"

"You were...you were reading when this happened?" Ritchie asked, clearly
confused.

"No shit Ritchie Rich, lets get outside and see what the fuck happened!"
Nathan shouted as the screams and fear from the rest of the guests in the
hotel was becoming more and more apparant. He pulled the door open, only to
be greeted by a sea of flames and smoke warreling in from the left side of
the hotel. Nathan started to cough as the smoke entered his lungs, turned
around and ran towards Ritchie who was standing still, as if he was made
out of stone.

"Ritchie, are you crazy, we got to get out of here! You wanna fucking burn
to death?" he shouted to Ritchie.

Ritchie was still coming to terms that everything he thought he and Nathan
did on the bed, declaring their love to eachother etc...was nothing but a
dream? He was heartbroken inside and furious that his subconscious would
allow him to have a dream, so real and powerful like that. He came back to
his sences when he was slapped through the face, only to see a desperate
Nathan standing infront of him, his face full of fear.

"Dude, COME ON!!" he screamed, as Ritchie's legs finally got into action
and he ran after Nathan. Everywhere they looked, there was smoke and flames
surrounding them, with screams here and there, making it every difficult to
find a way out of the hotel. Suddenly they heard and felt a flush of water
spraying over them, but that made everything worse when the thick black
dust that was elicting from the burned materials started clinging to them
even more. Bit by bit the fire started to come under control, but the smoke
was very intense. Ritchie grabbed hold of Nathan's hand and the two of them
led eachother out of the still burning building.

"Ritchie, watch out!" Nathan shouted from behind him, and Ritchie, who was
walking infront, suddenly was pushed out of the way when a huge chandelier
fell from the ceiling and missed him by inches. Ritchie's chest was
starting to hurt from the fell, and he could feel a massive pain in his
ankle. He felt two strong arms pick him up, but before he could take in
anything what was happening around him in the black smokey surroundings,
the pain in his chest became unbearable and he closed his eyes in defeat.

***

"Cristo...Cristo are you here?" the diver whispered in Spanish. He was cold
and starting to feel sick, all he wanted to do was sleep, but Cristo had to
know what was going on.

"I am here, you idiot! What the hell were u thinking throwing that petrol
bomb in the hotel? Do you want to be back in jail? I wanted to take care of
it my way!"

"Cristo, please, I was thinking that if the hotel burned down, then we
would have solved the problem of that kid that was watching me...and those
who watched us earlier!"

"You fool! You absolute fool! Traditore!!" Cristo screamed into the silent
night air before reaching his hands into his trousers and pulling his gun
out of its holster, pointing it towards the diver, who was by now shivering
in his pants.

"Cristo, now please, I only did what I thought would save us...if...if that
kid would start talking it would ruin everything!"

"You don't get it, do you? This was always part of my plan. After finding
the diamonds, I have no need for you. You know too much, and I don't plan
to share what is rightfully mine...with anyone. Adios...Amigo!"

The gunshot that went off was completely unnoticed in the aftermath of the
hotel that was burning down. The diver's body fell to the ground after the
first gunshot, and after a second was fired, his body was drifting in the
tide that was pushing up, his face still in protest, and that was the way
it would remain forever. Cristo put away the gun back in its holster and
walked back to the hotel.

***

Ritchie opened his eyes, but immediately closed them again. The light was
hurting his eyes. He felt an arm on his shoulder and then a voice, the
voice he loved more than life itself.

"Ritchie? Can you hear me, dude? Are you awake?"

Ritchie willed his eyes open no matter the pain. He had to see him. And
there he was. Nathan...

"I love you..." Ritchie said before shutting his eyes again due to the
sheer exhaustion, leaving Nathan dazed and confused.

***

Nathan found Cindy beside herself when he returned to the hotel. Luckily
only the west side of the hotel was so badly damaged that the guests had to
be evacuated, but deep inside him he knew that it had to do with that guy
who wanted to drown him and who they saw at the rock statues earlier that
evening. A petrol bomb was thrown inside the hotel, and for some reason he
knew that it was to silence him...But he was forced to calm Cindy down
first.

"Cindy, will you fucking relax! Ritchie Rich is going to be fine, you
really don't need to worry about the nerd, okay? Now please I need to find
Mr Coleman and tell him how your boyfriend is doing."

"No! Nathan, don't! Please he can't handle any more bad news at the
moment!"

Nathan turned around and look at Cindy in confusion. Any MORE bad news? Did
that diver guy do something to Mr Coleman? He turned around once more and
ran to Mr Coleman's room, bursting inside, seeing their Tourism teacher
sitting on his bed with his head in his hands. Where was Donnie? Nathan
quitely walked over to Mr Coleman, placing his hand on his shoulder,
allowing the teacher to look up at him, his eyes in tears.

"Nathan...Nathan thank God you and Ritchie are safe!" Mr Coleman shouted
and embraced Nathan, who was getting more and more freaked out every
minute. He released himself from the teacher's grasp, and then took him by
the shoulders and looked him straight in his face.

"Sir, what happened? Please tell me, I can sence something is wrong!"

"Mr Coleman shook his head and wiped his tears away before sitting down
once more. His voice broke up as he spoke.

"Donnie...Donnie was in the shower when it happened. He...oh God...he
didn't get out soon enough...and the fact that he wasn't wearing
anything...I still cannot believe it! Nathan, Donnie...Donnie died! I
cannot believe it!!" Mr Coleman said before sobs overtook his body.

Nathan felt his whole body tense up at hearing that. Donnie...Donnie was
dead? And if this happened because that diver was scared that Nathan would
report that he tried to drown him, and tried to finish him off by throwing
a petrol bomb into the hotel...then Donnie's death was his fault, and his
alone. Nathan turned around and walked back to his room. Never before had
he felt so terribly alone in his life. At once his thoughts turned to
Ritchie, and what he had said to him at the hospital. For the first time in
Nathan Barton's life he needed Ritchie, wanted to be with him, because he
was the only other person that knew what Nathan was going through at this
moment. He missed Ritchie, they had always been competing ever since they
met, and now that Ritchie wasn't here, he actually missed
him. Nah...Ritchie couldn't have meant what he said...or maybe he did, but
he thought he was talking to Cindy, afterall he was heavy concussed. He
couldn't have meant he loved...him?

Nathan didn't even think twice when he saw that chandelier starting to
wobble from the ceiling, and he immediately could see that it would crush
Ritchie if he didn't push him out of the way. In that moment he realised,
that if something would have happened to Ritchie in this hotel fire...he
would actually be sad. Ritchie was his rival, his enemy...so why at this
moment...did Ritchie feel like so much more to him?

The hotel manager came to Mr Coleman personally to apologise for the
unfortunate incient in which Donnie was killed. Jessica, who always had a
crush on Donnie, hardly spoke a word to anyone, not even Cindy, since it
happened. Mr Coleman had to send an email back to South Africa, to inform
the principal of Clifton High what had happened, and he would deal with
telling Donnie's parents about his death. But Nathan wasn't there to see it
all. He had taken the mini bus with which they took the tourists out and
drove to the hospital. He HAD to talk to Ritchie...

As he entered the hospital room, Ritchie was paging through a magazine,
with surfers on the cover, and trying very hard to fully relax. Nathan
knocked softly on the door and got Ritchie's attention.

"Hey dude," Ritchie said, closing the magazine and dropping it onto the
cabinet next to him.

"Hey Ritchie Rich. How're you doing?"

"Im over the worst apparantly, the doctor said that I could go back to the
hotel tomorrow afternoon. My ankle isn't broken, just bruised. What the
fuck happened, Nathan? With the hotel, I mean?"

"It was a petrol bomb thrown into the hotel. Ritchie, I think it was those
two that we saw this past couple of days. Something is going on there on
that island. And Im gonna find out what it is. First someone try to kill
me, then we see two people at those rock statues with something that
glitters, then we get shot at, and the next thing, some tries to burn the
hotel down. Clearly they want to get rid of us."

"Why dont we go to the police? Tell them what we know!"

"Ritchie, where is our proof? We know that they are up to something
illegal, but how do we prove it?"

"Wait...its now twice that we have seen them at those rock statues, isn't
it? Wait until later this afternoon, okay, when Jessica will take the
tourists out to St David's Town. Then you go take a look what is going on
there. See if you can find something or see anything that might be
suspicious."

"Think you're on to something there, dude! You're right, I'll go and check
it out. I wanna get to the bottom of this and..."

"Just...promise me that you'll be careful, Nathan," Ritchie interrupted.

There was a silent, awkward moment just then, both with their own ideas and
thoughts in their minds. Ritchie wanted nothing more than to take Nathan in
his arms and just hold him close, while Nathan was wrestling with the
biggest fear he has ever faced. His eyes widened when he saw a single tear
running down Ritchie's face. Nathan didn't know what to do, and before he
could stop himself, he had reached out his hand and stopped the rolling
tear from going any futher. Ritchie looked up at Nathan with a wonder in
his blue eyes. It was then that Nathan found his voice again.

"When I was here earlier this morning, you said..."I love you." Ritchie...I
know that you were concussed and shit but...who did you mean to say that
to?"

That mere fact that Nathan didn't automatically assume it was to Cindy, but
had to ask, told Ritchie that Nathan was on to him. Suddenly he didn't care
any more. He was tired of fighting a losing battle, it was not helping him
in any way. He had tried and tried without success and he had given up the
fight. He surrended.

"Nathan...I was talking to you. Nate, I have been in love with you ever
since I first saw you. Please dont ask me how it happened, because I don't
know myself. You can hit me, fuck me up as much as you like. It won't
change the fact that I feel for you more than I will ever feel for
Cindy. Im sorry, Nate...Nathan where are you...?"

Ritchie was just in time to see how Nathan left the room. There he had
it. When they returned to South Africa, Nathan would probably have told the
entire school. But he was prepared for it. There was no way that he was
going to live a lie any longer. He had almost died without telling Nathan
he loved him. He layed back against the pillows. If everyone was going to
hate him from now on, so be it. He loved Nathan, and was not gonna deny it
any longer.

Back at the hotel, Nathan brought the mini bus to a stop so fucking fast,
the tyers was smoking and burned rubber could be smelled all around him. He
stormed into the hotel, and ran straight bang into Cindy.

"Hey, look where you're going!" she shouted angrily.

Suddenly Nathan came to a standstill and took a double take at Cindy. He
then moved towards her and planted a big kiss on her lips, as if he wanted
to prove something to himself more urgently than he wanted to admit. He
roughly grabbed her beautiful hair in one hand, and whispered in her ear:

"Your offer from yesterday...does it still stand?"

Cindy, who always wondered what Nathan would be like in bed, could only
nod.

"Im going to fuck you senceless..." Nathan whispered as he grabbed Cindy on
her arm and lead her towards his and Ritchie's bedroom. Ritchie...FUCK
THAT!!! he thought as he slammed the door behind him, with Cindy already
halfway undressed. Nathan ripped off his t-shirt, with Cindy's pussy
watering looking at his stomach muscles and ripped chest. Ritchie's words
flashed through his mind like he was possessed by him. Richie was in love
with him...But right here, right now Cindy was coming closer and closer to
him. She was there, she was real, she was now naked, with her nipples hard
and perky pointing up towards him. She gently slid her soft hands around
his hips, and grabbed the waistband of his trousers...

"Fuck off...FUCK THE HELL OFF!!" he suddenly screamed, pushing Cindy away.

"What? Excuse me?" she yelled, stumbling to keep her balance.

"PISS OFF!!"

Cindy quickly grabbed her stuff and she was out the room like a
flash. Nathan grabbed the TV remote and threw it angrily at the wall, where
it splattered into little pieces. He didn't wanna admit it...he didn't want
to!!

"Ritchie...Ritchie...Oh fuck Ritchie, I feel the same way..." he cried
before the door was swiftly and quietly opened again, and suddenly he was
taken from behind in a strong, manly grip. His nose was then covered by a
cloth containing a strong smell, and before he could even think of fighting
back, darkness overwhelmed him, with Ritchie being the last thing on his
mind.



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