Date: Sun, 14 Mar 2004 00:41:09 -0800 (PST) From: Running_Through_Blind Subject: Running through blind chapter 5 Ok Last times tribute was to Storm Front. This times will be Educating Alex. Yes that's this weeks. I liked that story too. I should go on a rant about how I love it... but you've all heard that rant already, at least 3 times. So just props to Educating Alex, and the author of it. And lets just go straight in. ~ steal my story I'll gut you like a fish. Copy it without my permission and I will find you. Don't believe me? Silly child. I FIND EVERYONE!!! There is some controversialness to this story. Don't like it get the hell out. The people in the story may seem to be similar to people who may read this, or exist, but if it is, well then that was totally unintentional. I swear! So without further ado, last week on clone high: Running Through Blind Chapter 5 The snow fell lightly outside. Kyle stared out of his window. Frost glazed the sidings of the glass. Kyle was transfixed at the view of the storm. He continued to be taken aback by the sheer force of nature. Wrapped up in his thick comforter he sat. starring... He did not hear Rhys creeping up behind him. "Hey Ky. How's it going?" "O Rhys? How did you get in?" "Your mom. She was leaving as I was coming up the front path." "You look kinda cold. Sit here, its warmer." Rhys climbed over to where Kyle sat. Kyle opened the blanket and moved to give Rhys some room to sit. With the blanket wrapped around the two of them, they lightly leant against each other and continued to stair out into the vast whiteness before them. Silence "Warm is always good." "Mmm" "Kyle..." "Yeah Rhys..." He said blankly "Why did you say hullo?" "Rhys, everyone says hullo when someone comes in." "Yeah... No not what I meant. I meant that day, why did you say hullo. You know in the hall..." "I dunno... We hadn't really introduced, I'm in a bunch of your classes, we see each other every morning.... I dunno. Fate?" "Huh... interesting answer." "Not good enough for you?" Kyle asked quizzically "Nothing is ever good enough for me." Rhys replied with a smirk "Not even me??? I'm hurt!" Kyle said with a pout "Pouting will get you no where Kyle." "Not even in your pants?" "Raunchy!!! No, pouting will not get you into my pants, and Kyle you really aren't my type. I'm looking for someone, well lets say, less spoilt." "Harsh man. That stings me here. And I'm not spoilt! What makes you think I'm spoilt???" "Oooo Poor me, I live in a gorgeous house. O I only have 4 plasma t.v.'s. My car is so old. My parents wouldn't buy me the new model!!! Woe is me." "Hey!!! That's not fair. Get out of my blanket!" Ripping the blanket from Rhys shoulders, he quickly wrapped himself tightly. "Hey. Its freezing. Lemme back in!" "No! I'm spoilt. This is my blanket, go get your own." "Where. Please Kyle. Let me back in." "No way. Freeze, I don't care. Hurmph" Kyle turned his back to Rhys. "Cold shoulder huh? Only one solution for that." With his back still to Rhys, Kyle did not see him dash over and tackle him. The boys rolled for a little bit, wrestling for dominance. Finally Kyle, gained the upper hand (body literally) and mercilessly tickled Rhys into submission. "Stop!!! Stop!!" Rhys shouted between fits of laughter, chortles and snorts. "This is not fair. Get off me!!!" Holding Rhys, down Kyle starred mischievously at him. "Give up now?" "And get you off me?" "That would most likely follow your surrender, yes." "Well then no. I don't surrender. In fact..." Catching Kyle off guard, he flipped him over and pinned him. "I think I prefer being on top. Enjoying domination Kyle?" "That was cheap!!! You play dirty" "Don't you know it. Surrender? No? Fine!" And Rhys began to pummel Kyle with tickles. "Alright I give up!!! Surrendering, White flag. All out surrender." "Woohoo I win! Does this make you my bitch now?" "Keep dreaming." Both boys sat there gasping for air after their brief workout. "I'm kinda hot now..." "Me too..." "Why is the heat on???" "It isn't... remember your whole whining thing about it being really cold, like 5 seconds ago..." "O yeah." Rhys pulled a Cheshire cat like grin. "Heh heh..." "Oowwww back spasm." Kyle flinched slightly. "O silly Kyle. Don't you know you should stretch before straining yourself so early in the morning?" "Dude its 11. And I didn't know I was going to be tackled by someone today." "Roll over and lemme massage it." "Too saucy." "Shut up and turn over." "Bossy much." Kyle lay flat on his stomach. His head supported by his folded arms. He felt Rhys fingers apply a light amount of pressure on hi back. Looking for the knotted muscled. "Kyle take off your shirt, I can't find the muscle." "You just wanna get me in a vulnerable position? Please don't take advantage of me!!! Please!!!" "Shut up. Shirt off. Move." "Alrighty, one sc, hold your horses." Kyle slowly took of his shirt. Revealing a smooth tone back. The honey coloured skin radiated heat. The curves of his body fluidic and well contoured. Lying back on his back. He felt Rhys' hands rub softly against his back. Finding the knot, Rhys began to work at it. "Its really tight Kyle." "Mmmmm feels good..." Rhys continued to massage his back slowly kneading and helping it relax. He started to move his hands and massage the rest of the back. "Your really tense. Ya know that?" "Yeah well I need to relax a little more. Your really good at this? Where did you learn to do it." "Last summer I was at this thing and they had a messaging session and we learnt to give good massages... No biggie" "Soo soo good. Its massagasmic." "O, Yay!" Kyle began to relax even more. Rhys' warm hands felt good against his skin. Soft. Warm. Perfect... They moved down his back slowly, pushing out all tension. Relaxed. Comfortable. He began to grow sleepy. His head grew heavy. Lying against a soft pillow his eyes closed. Kyle woke up. He lay in his bed. The covers tucked neatly around him. Turning over he saw that the room was empty. It was about 6. The sun was setting. Out his window, the lights of the city were emerging. Bolting up in bed, he realized that he was alone. Where was Rhys? Then he realized that he still was missing a shirt. How did he get onto the bed in the first place... Putting on a shirt and a sweatshirt over that, he left his room. The rest of the house was dark. He heard a faint rustle from the back of the house. The light was on in the kitchen. Kyle walked cautiously towards the kitchen. The air was heavy with the smell of rosemary. Kyle's stomach growled in hunger. Walking slowly he stepped into the kitchen. The cold tiles tickled at the soles of his feet. The counter was set. There were two bowls placed down filled with warm pasta. Kyle was a bit befuddled at what was before him. Who had done this. He couldn't see who was still cooking at the stove, as it was blocked by the entrance way. As he walked fully in, he saw Rhys skillfully flip what he was sauteeing. Rhys splashed some liquid down causing the fire to flash from the pan. Still holding the pan, he slid the meat he was cooking, onto a plate before him and sliced it neatly. Pouring the remaining sauce neatly on top of the meat, he lightly placed a sprig of rosemary on top. He reached for the pepper, and added a touch over the top. "Rhys? Did you make all of this?" Rhys turned around quickly, slightly startled. "O Hey Kyle. I hung around a bit, whipped something quick up, thought you might be hungry." "Where did you get all of this? Why are you cooking at my house. Don't get me wrong, I'm starved and your food looks great, but..." "Yeah kinda sketchy looking huh? Your mom phoned, she said she was going to be home late, and to order a pizza or something, and I just asked if I could use the kitchen, seeing as you were asleep. She told me to use whatever I needed in the kitchen, and voila, Dinner is served." "Ahh... odd but still makes sense I guess..." "Well I thought you'd be hungry, and a growing boy gets disgruntle when left hungry." "True enough. Where did you learn to do all this. Its fantastic!" "Mom. Books, boring summers and vacations." "Amazed. Truly amazed." "Glad to be of service. Now eat before it gets cold." "Don't have to tell me twice." The boys enjoyed their dinner and cleaned up whatever mess they had made. They went back up to Kyle's room and hung out for a bit, listening to music, talking, joking, same old stuff. The night grew late. The boys sat together staring once again out the window at the lights. One by one, various homes grew dim. The boys leant against each other as they sat against the walls, curled up in Kyle's comforter. Enjoying the moment. Rhys let his head rest against his friends shoulder. It was nice. Again the boys only felt relaxed. Completely at ease around each other. Moving slightly, they drifted off to sleep sitting their. It was late, Kyle looked up at the clock, and saw that it was nearly twelve in the morning. He lightly shook Rhys. Rhys only slightly groaned in response. Moving slightly, Kyle reached for the portable phone and dialed Rhys' home number and left a message for his parents, as to where their child was. Putting the phone back down, he lifted Rhys up, and set him on the bed. Lying in the bed himself, he covered themselves with the blanket. Rhys snuggled a little closer to his friend. He looked sweet and vulnerable and innocent asleep. kissing his friend lightly on the forehead, he whispered, "I love you Rhys" he slept happily. End chapter 5 Awwww looks like Kyle is infatuated, or is it just plutonic!!! Who knows. Not even I. Send e- mails next chapter is on its way! Til next time