Naive

Disclaimer: Don\'t own Beyblade...

Author\'s Note/s
I just editted a few mistakes that were getting on my nerves, they story\'s the same though...

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I sighed as I rolled over, facing the open window. I couldn\'t sleep. Just like last night and the night before and the night before that night.

Kai had invited us over, all four of us, setting us up in a room of our own. Of course I\'d moved in with Spencer, we weren\'t used to having a room entirely to ourselves: we were paired up with another blader at the abbey.

I\'d originally planned to share a room with Spencer, but both Spencer and Bryan had argued against that valiantly. Tala and I had just shared a confused glance and hesitantly agreed. So... Here I am. Sleeping a metre away from my team captain.

I shifted, sliding my arm under the pillow, my other hand playing with the corner. I hate it when I can\'t sleep, my mind becomes... alert. It makes me pick up noises and see things I usually wouldn\'t. Like the pattern on the flower on the roof: on the corner nearest to me the flower has one less petal than the other three.

I heard a moan. Or... I think it\'s a moan.

There it is again! I sat up as I heard a longer version of it.

Hesitantly climbing out of bed I shuffled across the room, dodging the many articles of clothing Tala had refused to put away. I peered into the hallway. I didn\'t call out though, no, that would alert everybody who heard it. I smirked as I heading towards my teammates\' room, just one door away from us.

I put my ear to the door, hearing quiet panting, moans threading through them.

\"Bryan keep it down, we can\'t alert the others. They\'re next door.\"

\"I\'ve been louder than this and they haven\'t woken up.\" They were whispering, or trying to. I could hear Spencer\'s words were breathless, Bryan\'s were the same.

I could feel a blush spreading itself across my cheeks as I heard another moan. I heard a mattress\' springs creaking and twoinging with every movement one of them made.

I could feel myself jumping to conclusions, shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other. They weren\'t doing what I think they were doing are they? They wouldn\'t do that.

Come on Ian! None of the Demolition Boys are gay! Bryan and Spencer expecially, hell, sure Bryan couldn\'t stand girls and their voices and Spencer had a habit of looking at Bryan maybe a little too keenly, but no they weren\'t gay.

\"Mmmm... Spencer...\" This tuned me back to the happenings on the otherside of the wooden door. More panting, moaning, groaning, the bed was squeaking still. I heard Bryan murmur something: something about \'love\'? I blushed brighter, edging from the door as I heard a loud, sharp gasp.

I ran as quietly back to my bed, jumping in and hiding under the blankets.

I won\'t be able to look at them without blushing again.

o0o0o

He walked back to the bed, he could have sworn he\'d heard ... he shook his head slowly, looking towards the bed.

\"Come on Spencer, no-one\'s there. I may be loud, but I\'m not that loud.\" Bryan\'s smirking face tinged blue from the moon\'s glow, just like the rest of him.

\"Just making sure.\" He smiled, letting himself crawl back over Bryan, bringing their lips into contact again. Bryan\'s hands reached up to knead and rub Spencer\'s cooled skin, soon his hands found his hair, tangling themselves in it. Their legs tied themselves around eachother, bodies squashed together, their near painful erections sliding against eachother.

Spencer\'s tongue pushed into Bryan\'s mouth, coaxing Bryan\'s into play.

The grey-haired teen soon broke away, sliding himself to the edge of the bed, quickly searching under it. Spencer amused himself with examining Bryan\'s body, his eyes running up and down his lean frame.

He\'d changed since they\'d left the abbey. He wasn\'t as grumpy as he\'d been, he no longer got up at the crack of dawn and had even learnt how to smile at strangers. Though he\'d noticed that Bryan was still very hesitant when it came to talking to strangers, often stumbling over words, not wanting to insult them, but wanting to state his opinion.

He smirked as Bryan turned back towards him, \"What are you smirking about?\" Bryan\'s voice was soft, seductive as he rose to kiss Spencer. Flipping the lid of the bottle up (Spencer could only guess it was moisteriser), Bryan poured a bit on his palm. He rubbed it on Spencer\'s arousal, causing the elder to gasp and moan, his head falling back.

Bryan laid back as Spencer knelt between his spread legs, gently easing himself into the teen. Bryan\'s back arched, a loud groan passing his lips as Spencer began to thrust. In and out, in and out, just like many times before.

The brunette sucked lovingly on Bryan\'s ear, groaning from his own pleasure. One of his hands rested on Bryan\'s hip, the other moving up and down his lover\'s erection.

Bryan moaned, a lot louder than any of the other\'s he\'d let out that night, Spencer\'s gradual increase in speed easing him closer to his orgasm.

In between their panting, Spencer recognised the choked intake of breath, knowing it\'s meaning very well. His thrusting and stroking quickened abruptly causing Bryan to gasp again.

Pleasure.

It consumed them a few moments later.

They were cuddled together as the last afterwaves wore off, leaving them sticky and hot and tired.

Bryan shifted, laying his head on Spencer\'s coiled arm, kissing his lover\'s neck lovingly as he murmured a soft \'I love you\'.

Spencer returned it, drawing the fuzzy blankets around them both, before finally laying down and falling asleep.

o0o0o

I yawned and nearly tripped down the stairs. I had only gotten about five hours sleep last night. The same moaning from the middle of the night keeping me up to an unfortunate sleeping hour.

I murmured a good morning to Tala and Kai who were discussing something about beyblades. Figures. They were never really enjoyable to have a conversation with, not unless it was an argument.

I headed straight for the fridge tipping back my head as I brought a can of coke to my lips.

Besides the moans keeping me up, my nagging inner voice kept questions coming.

Were the two oldest members gay?

If they were, were they in a relationship?

Was it an actual relationship or was it a casual lay they had agreed upon because they had the same interests?

Why hadn\'t we been told if they were?

I sat myself down across from Tala, still sipping on the lovely drink Kai had introduced me to.

I wonder if Kai and Tala knew the answer and they didn\'t tell me thinking I\'d be immature about the entire thing. Not that I wouldn\'t tease both Spencer AND Bryan. It would be too good an oppurtunity to pass up.

Just as I thought that both persons wandered into the kitchen. I could feel my cheeks redden. SHIT! I don\'t want this!

\"We\'re going down to the shops, try and not cause any trouble.\" Tala was directing the latter part of the sentence towards me. I nodded before my eyes grew wide.

That would mean Spencer and Bryan would be here together, with me on the side line.

I said a quick goodbye to our captain and Kai, before becoming silent. Spencer and Bryan sat down side by side across the table from me.

\"What\'s up?\"

I looked up with a \'what?\' look.

\"What\'s wrong?\" Spencer repeated.

I stayed silent.

Shit.

To ask or not to ask?

Well..... The worst thing they could do is beat me up, but Spencer wouldn\'t allow that.

\"Ian...\"

\"Are you two gay?!\" I squeaked. It was a near incomprehensable question, spoken so quickly even I had to think about what I\'d just said.

I glanced up at them.

Bryan\'s mouth was open slightly. Spencer was eyeing me with an almost amused look.

\"Yes.\" This made both me and Bryan stare at our elder. He turned to Bryan, \"I told you I heard someone.\"

Two of the Demolition Boys were gay...

\"Is that a problem?\"

I stared up at Bryan, \"No, no... I just,\" I cleared my throat nervously, \"It\'s just surprising it was you two. I thought that if any of us were gay it would be Tala.\"

Spencer and Bryan sent themselves a mischeivious glance, before Bryan commented, \"Poor little naive Ian.\" Spencer chuckled.

I glared at them.

They stood to leave. Spencer called my attention as they moved to go up leave, \"Who said he isn\'t?\"

I blinked, before smiling a bit.

Shit.