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Crossroads	By : AnNiE4 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Crossroads�
Chapter 6

Gohan looked down at just above his wrist. It wasn't healing as fast as he would have liked. He was wearing ripped jeans a long t-shit this time red with an orange logo on the front. With a fresh bandage on his arm, he raced down stairs to start the day. His hair was still damp after the shower in a miserable attempt to wake himself up. He climbed into the Chevy, brought the old girl to life and quickly backed out of their narrow driveway. It was Friday and he wanted to get the day over with so he could get the weekend rolling. There was a lot that needed doing.

He pulled into school with Sharpener at his side as usual. Gohan spotted Chaz talking with Stephanie before she noticed his big Chevy entering the car park. With its rusty charm among the endless line of new cars in the student's carpark it wasn't hard to miss. He secretly watched as a smile burst onto her face on seeing him. It gave him some satisfaction to know she was interested in him instead of bozo.

She rushed to meet him as he pulled up. Both Sharpener and Gohan glanced at each other with the same serious expression. They had both seen the fiery look Chaz had shot their way before his jock buddies patted him on the back persuading him to follow, but Chaz was not having any of that and shrugged them off.

Gohan silenced the engine and was pulling the keys out of the ignition as Stephanie came to his door. "You took long enough." She gushed gleefully. She moved aside as Gohan climbed out and pulled his baseball cap over his eyes to hide his annoyance. "I thought I'd wait for you. Angie will be a little late Sharp." She told the taller blond as he grabbed his bag from the tray of the Chevy.

A disappointed Sharpener nodded. He would have liked his girl to meet him as well. "Did she say when?"

"No. Just that her dad was going to drop her off on his way to work." Stephanie explained still focussed on Gohan like a puppy with a new treat to be had. Gohan shifted his bag onto his shoulder ready to leave. He had no qualms of leaving her standing there alone.

She was a little taken back, "Gohan!" she called watching him slip past her. Unfazed Gohan continued, but his eyes were focused on Chaz off to the side watching cautiously from under his cap. Both boys' eyes were locked as Stephanie slipped her arm around Gohan's.

"What's wrong?" She purred not noticing the friction between Chaz and Gohan until then. "Oh." concluding that there was some jealous rivalry between them. "Don't worry about him." She reassured him stepping in front of Gohan, stopping him in his tracks. "I'm here ...with you!" She cooed as if that would make it all worthwhile.

Quickly becoming irritated, "What do you want?" He demanded, sounding a little too testy for her liking.

Frowning, "Well, someone WOKE up all grumpy!" She griped rubbing her arms looking just as agitated as him.

Gohan rolled his eyes, but lowered his tone. "Stephanie please can we just�" that�s as far as he got when his mouth was captured in a searing kiss.

�Ohh yeah. ON FIRE!� Someone yelled. Laughter and cheers filled the car park around them. Stephanie wasn't a girl that could go unnoticed, especially when she attached her mouth to someone as hot and mysterious as loner boy.

Gohan just stood there not knowing what had happened. One minute they were on the verge of fighting then the next. He definitely wasn't expecting it, but from his peripheral he could just see Chaz's murderous glare. Inwardly he couldn�t help but smirk. Something inside of him snapped and went with the kiss despite it all. Even adding to the flame.

Stephanie was taken off guard as the tables turned dramatically. Taking control Gohan angled his head in such way bringing her against him. His firm body pressed hard up against her softness. Heatedly he slipped his wet hot tongue into her willing moist mouth. This time it was Stephanie who went weak at the knees as she melted into the burning flame that would surely consume her whole. A needy moan burst to the surface born and delivered from the fever that rose between them.

Only a lack of air on her behalf had them separating. Dazed but smiling dreamily from ear to ear Stephanie couldn't take her eyes off Gohan who was standing there even more confused than ever. His dark probing orbs studied her rich glazed green pools staring back at him in wonder.

Gohan snapped out of the moment remembering Chaz and shifted his sights. The jock was no-where to be seen. Stephanie, on the other hand, slipped her arm around his waist and led him like a confused puppy into the building and towards class. Sharpener was on the other side giving him the thumbs up and patting he�s back amused as they left the ecstatic crowd gossiping amongst themselves. They knew what the talk of the school would be that day and Stephanie was sure to rejoice in its glory. Gohan was hers and now all those jealous bitches out there knew.

Offloading his things into the locker Gohan was dumfounded. What had HE done? Cursing. �IDIOT!� Was the first and main thing that recurred watching Stephanie further down the corridor busy chatting ten to the dozen with her in friends. They hadn't even got far without someone stopping them and wanting to know all the details. Gohan felt sick, and rightly so.

Sharpener wandered up to his side with the usual goofy grin on his face. It was one that Gohan really wanted to knock off. "Man, I wasn't sure you were going to come up for air. Kami, that was WILD!" Gohan shot him a glare but Sharpener only laughed. "No. It really was man. You've got every girl in this school wanting to do away with Stephanie Hamilton."

"Don't you have a place to be?" Gohan growled.

"Yeah, right next to MY man." Sharpener cheered proudly. Gohan shot him the death glare and slammed his locker door closed. "Come off it man that was WICKED! You can't stand there and tell me that you felt nothing?"

"Way to go dude!" cheered some guy patting him on his back as he passed by. Gohan had no idea who the hell he was only that he was in the year ahead of him. He was sure he�d never hear the end of this.

Sighing he went to leave but Sharpener wasn't finished. There was an outstretched hand on his chest preventing Gohan from going any further. "Wait. You haven't answered my question." Gohan rolled eyes, fed up. "I knew it! That's a YES!" Sharpener's cheered. Pleased with his detective work his grin widened with the knowledge.

Gohan couldn't deny some of it was good, but he couldn't compare it to anything really. It was not like he had had many kisses to judge it by so how would he know. All it did was make him wonder what it would be like to kiss James Harris his teacher in the same way. This was something that wasn't going to happen any time soon or, for that matter, ever.

...

The rest of the day was torture as far as Gohan was concerned. Stephanie never left his side enjoying their new found fame. They were the talk of the school. The hottest couple from what Angie had reported. It seemed the only one who was miserable about it was Gohan. He preferred not to comment and was still kicking himself for being such an idiot for playing on Stephanie's feelings to get at Chaz. He was still wallowing in self-pity as he headed to his science class. It was the only class that Angie and Stephanie weren't in which was a blessing.

Harris was looking especially good this day with his tight shirt showing off his solid biceps. Hmm... Gohan found himself licking his suddenly dry lips. His heart rate seemed to increase on its own and he felt like someone had put the heater on full blast. It was extremely hot in the room, suffocatingly so.

After class Harris asked him to stay back. Brow raised Sharpener shot Gohan a puzzled look who in turn pretended not to notice. He was sweating like pig and panicking that he had been caught checking Harris out during class. Warily he approached the teacher's deck. He really had tried hard not to look, but it's near impossible when your wet dream was standing over you explaining Quantum physics.

Harris smiled which caused Gohan to go weak at the knees. "You did a great job today Gohan."

That did it. He was the greatest man that ever lived. "Thank you sir." Gohan said coolly desperately trying not to blush.

Harris� smile only grew seeing the light blush across the boy's cheeks. He knew all too well about Gohan's crush on him which was something he found adoring. It was something he had commented on to his lover over the phone. Surprisingly it was not very well known in a small town like Heyfield that he had a boyfriend waiting for him back in Satan City. It wasn�t something that would be welcome.

Just another reason James� heart went out to this boy being stuck in such a backward town as Heyfield. Life wasn't going to be easy for the boy living here and if he could get Gohan out then all the better. He had his feelers out in search for an acceptable scholarship that Gohan could apply for.

"Do you think you can help me carry one of these to my office?" Harris asked motioning to the boxes full of the equipment they had used in class. Without saying a word Gohan shifted his backpack further across his shoulder and reached over to lift one of the boxes.

"That's it.� Quick glancing around the room, �I think I have everything." Harris said. Gohan waited patiently at the door for him. "Is it too heavy for you?" Harris asked, concerned at seeing the teen appear to struggle with the box he was holding.

Gohan shook his head indifferent, "No, it's fine." He quickly shifted the weight of the box from off his injured arm not wanting to attract attention to it.

Moving ahead Harris smiled.�Okay then. Let�s go.�

They headed off down the corridor in silence. Encouraged by their brief talk after class the other day Harris was hoping to use the time to get the kid to open up.

"Aren�t you hot in that?� Harris enquired noticing the boy had been wearing long sleeved shirts for a few days straight now. Nervously Gohan glanced down at his sleeve to see it had caught and was clearly showing his bandage. He glanced nervously back up at Harris who had also noticed it.

"I'm getting over a cold." Gohan lied shifting the box so he could hide the bandage.

Harris frowned. The boy's strange behaviour would suggest something else, something more serious. Not wanting to scare the boy he went on to something less threatening until he could think on how to approach this. "Have you thought any more about a scholarship?"

Relieved Gohan relaxed. "Yes, but I haven't had any time to look anything up."

"Why not Google it." He suggested but then saw the boy's expression drop.

Gohan felt awkward and little embarrassed. "We don't have a computer. Dad thinks..."

"Don't tell me a waste of money?" Harris smirked but the more he heard about Mr Collins the more he understood Gohan's behaviour and more, he was sure he didn't like this guy. Gohan nodded as they both rounded the corner.

"I can't get to the library until the weekend because I work late during the weekdays and well the school computers are always booked." Harris nodded understanding all too well.

Other teachers and himself had been trying to upgrade the computers for the students. But Heyfield High prized themselves on sport and not academic. It had a lot to do with Mr Allen Pitts funding the school's football team where his son Daniel Pitts and best friend Chaz Newhart were the key players. It was something he was fighting to change for kids like Gohan to have a chance.

They arrived at the office and opened the door. "I tellya what�" He started placing his box on the chair near the door. "Just put it down there thanks Gohan." He said pointing to the floor near the chair before going to the desk.

Gohan did as he was asked and stood to see Harris jotting something down on a notepad and peeling it off. "Here. This is my home number and my address. Ring me sometime. Sunday would be best. I'll be home for sure then. We can arrange a time for you to come over and use my computer if you like. What do you say?"

Gohan was dumfounded. What could he say? He would jump into the man's arms if he didn't think it would freak him out. But then again that wasn't his style either. He wasn�t able to contain his smile as it quickly spread across his face. He cleared his throat and could feel himself getting a little too emotional. It's not every day someone offered to help him. "Umm� you sure, sir? I mean trusting me with your address and all."

Harris laughed and patted the boy on his shoulder. "I think you and I have a lot more in common than you think." Gohan frowned slightly confused not catching the hidden meaning. Harris laughed again. "Yes Gohan... I think I can trust you."

Gohan looked down at the address scrawled on the paper. He pocketed it very carefully with Harris looking on hopeful he would use it. Not just in wanting to use it for the computer. Gohan reminded him of his lover's childhood. He wanted to help. Harris didn't want to see Gohan go through any of it if his theory correct. He had grown attached to the kid.

Harris patted him on the back and sent him on his way. He watched as Gohan left, shaking his head amused at the boy trying to cover up his excitement. 'Well, I better stock the fridge if I�m going to have company.' he thought chuckling before returning to unpacking the boxes with high hopes that Gohan would accept his invitation.

....

That afternoon Gohan was over the moon. He even managed to make an escape early before Stephanie and got out of class. He didn't have to worry about Sharpener as he was getting a lift with his mother. The only thing that was left was for him to go and pick his old man and even Mark Collins couldn't dampen his good spirits.

Gohan raced up to his room and made sure to close the door behind him. Pulling out the scrap of paper Harris had gave him. His dark eyes lingered over each letter before a smile broke onto his face. "Yeeesss!! " He made a dive onto the bed still holding the paper. This was the closest thing to a date he ever was going to get, even if it wasn't truly one.

He bit his lower lip in an attempt to stop smiling like some idiot. He was unable to believe it and wished he could ring someone, anyone, and tell of his good fortune. What he held in his hands was no small triumph. Gohan was delirious in the knowledge that he�d achieved the near impossible. Obtaining the phone number and address of the hottest male in all of Heyfield. He would be spending time alone with the very man he been fantasising about for so long now. Granted it was just to use his computer, but still this was better than anything he had ever hoped. Gohan kicked off his shoes and decided he needed a shower. He needed to think.

That night he couldn't sleep. Not because he was upset but because of all the delicious imagining that kept popping into his head. What it was going to be like over at Harris' place. He also didn't want to come across too keen even though he might have already failed there. Gohan couldn't wait. Rolling over he forced himself to close his eyes in an attempt to get some sleep.

...

Gohan wasn't as enthusiastic as he was last night. His father had woken him up at the crack of dawn to drive him over to his friend Don's place. For whatever reason Don couldn't get to their place to pick him up. They were going to do some fishing before heading off to the pub that evening. Gohan was so tired he just pulled the jeans that he had worn the previous day over his pjs and grabbed a shirt. It made for a tight fit but he was past caring. He blindly tossed the keys on the table and collapsed onto the couch groaning. He was too tired to climb the steps. Gohan wished he was little once more and someone could carry him to bed just like his mother used to do.

He must have dozed off because the next thing he knew someone was pounding on the door. "HEY GC!! Get off your lazy ASS, and open the DOOR already! It's your friendly wake up service!" Came the unmistakable British laugh, a good friend. Rubbing his hair yawning Gohan opened the door to be greeted by two sunshine smiling faces.

"You do know WHAT time it is?" Gohan grumbled and headed back toward the kitchen letting his visitors do as they please. This was something they had habit of doing anyway.

"Yeah, but the question mate, is do you?" chuckled Robby, a tall gothic looking boy in his later teens. He waltzed through the door with his trademark coat swinging with each step. He had a very rich accent and dark wavy hair that matched his dark eyes and painted nails. In all the years Gohan had known him he had never been dressed any other way. He was a very carefree kinda guy but always a business man at heart.

"Ignore him, babe." Angel said brushing past Robby in her fishnet stockings, calf high fluffy white boots and short hot-pink nylon skirt. It was so out of place, mix/match, but she always seemed to make it work. Angel was a punk looking girl that didn't mind wearing what she knew would draw attention. She had an attitude as well as a very attractive girl under it all. She came up behind Gohan who had collapsed in a chair with his cheek pressed heavy on the table looking dead to the world. Smiling she folded her slender arms around him before bending over and kissing his head. "Did my baby have a bad night?" Angel enquired. Robby spotted an apple and picked it up, tossing it in the air before catching it and taking a big bite. He leaned over the counter his dark eyes returned to watching Gohan relaxing into one of Angel famous massages.

"No. Sweet daddy woke me up at some ungodly hour." Gohan grumbled ready to fall back to sleep under his friend's talented fingers.

"Aww� you poor boy." Robby pouted taking a seat across from them. He plonked his heavy boots onto the table before tossing a small familiar brown paper bag onto the table in line of Gohan's vision. "Maybe this will help."

Gohan's eyes widened. "You didn't?" He gasped sitting up with Angel hugging him tightly pressing her cheek to his.

"It's our early Christmas come birthday present." She explained kissing Gohan before releasing her hold on him and sliding into a chair beside him. Her smile matched his. Robby chuckled clearly enjoying the younger male's reaction.

�You did?� Gohan grinned climbing to his feet.

"I did.� Robby chuckled. �What do you think of your BIG brother now?"

Gohan rushed him and hugged him tightly before kissing him fully on the cheek. Robby eyes widened delighted. "Gees, sis I think we should do this more often." he said touching his cheek as Gohan�s attention turned to the brown bag as he pulled out a joint.

"I think I'll marry you both for this."

Robby wiggled his brow playfully. "That could be fun." laughing at Angel pulling a face. Both were in good spirits as Gohan searched hastily through the kitchen drawers for a lighter.

"Here... playboy." Angel called tossing him her lighter. Gohan caught it in mid air, impressive.

Robby stood. "Maybe we should retire outside just in case daddy dear rocks up." He suggested knowing all too well Gohan's relationship with his father.

...

All three decided to go for a walk once Gohan was dressed. They stepped out of the house and headed down the street cutting across the back of the park to hangout where no respectable person in Heyfield would be seen. The route took them under the old railway bridge where most of the street kids hung out or dealt. They found a fallen log to sit on and Gohan lit up a smoke and handed it to Angel who took a draw before handing it back.

The temperature was a lot cooler this early in the morning as the grey rain clouds hung low over them. Everyone milling around was doing their best to keep warm. There were only a few stragglers there but most didn't rock up until nightfall. This was where Robby and Gohan first met; only a few blocks from where Gohan lived. You could see the woodlands from his bedroom window if you stood in the right place.

There they got talking about things that interested them. They never really went into depth about anything and were comfortable just being in each other's company.

The two older teens were checking up on their little bro as they saw him. They knew Gohan would be running out of stash and didn't want him go looking for it elsewhere. There were too many underhanded older guys out there that were looking for kids like him. He was candy to the eye and an easy target while in that state of mind. They had seen Gohan really down and knew he didn't always think clearly when trying to stop the pain. This was their unorthodox way of helping him. The only way they knew how.

After a while Robby�s dark eyes flicked to Angel were they met with the same concern. �So you�re going to tell us?�

Frowning, he had hoped they wouldn�t breech the subject. Gohan lowered his bandage wrist from brushing back a few strands of hair away from his face.

�It was accident. I wasn�t thinking clearly.�

�Let me look.� Robby raised his brow challenging.

Gohan sighed, �It�s real not that bad. It�s healing.� He insisted. He watched as Robby unravelled bandage to look for himself.

Angel watched on concerned beside Gohan tentatively she traced her slender finger over the angry scar. �It looks painful.�

�It�s a little tender, nothing more.� Gohan�s brows knitted under the unwanted attention. He pulled his arm free from Robby�s hold and analysing troubled eyes. �Really guys it�s nothing.�

�It had to be something to get you into that state.� Robby pointed to his wrist as Angel insisted on bandaging it for him.

�Dad was just being on my back more than usual and I just lost it for second.� Less than impressed Robby refrained from saying or doing anything, but it was clear to everyone he was livid.

�Here. Take this.� Robby pulled out mobile phone from his jacket pocket. �I�ve been meaning to give it to you for some time. I want you to use it. Ring me!� His meaning was clear.

�I can�t take your phone.� Gohan argued as it was shoved in his hand.

�Yes you can babe. � Angel smiled hugging him. �He can always get another one.� She winked. �His mother�s sucking up big time.� Angel explained throwing some light humour, knowing how difficult Gohan found when others showed affection.

Gohan was aware of Robby�s story about how his wealthy mother had up and left him to go back to England with one of her million boyfriend leaving him behind to be raised by his father and aunt. It was all very complicated and theatrical. A worthy story of its own accord.

�Yeah, so take it.� Robby said more sober, �I�d feel better if I knew you�ve got it.�

"Rob�" Gohan didn't quite know what to say. He was speechless, if not a little teary at their kindness. It felt good to know someone was looking out for him. Robby smirked and grabbed a hold of him pulling him into a tight hold.

"It's cool."

"Hey! Is this an exclusive boy's club or can an EXTREMELY cute girl crash it?" Angel crowed already stretching her slim arms around both of them. All three smiled as they immersed themselves in a group hug and laughing as they pulled away.

"You're never excluded." Gohan said grinning as she kissed him.

�Good to hear.� Angel laughed as they all set off back down the winding goat track.

Gohan turned to the taller boy, �So your mother�s back in town?� he asked feeling comfortable and loved among these two who knew him like no other in his dysfunctional life.

Robby waltzed on ahead with his jacket blowing behind him. Lighting up another smoke, not at all impressed. �Yeah, the world�s gone to pot!�

�You should see her latest toyboy.� Angel laughed with Robby rolling his eyes. �He�s gotta be in his early twenties.�

�Ewww...� Gohan�s face twisted with the image he was left with.

�I don�t know what he sees in her.�

�Money.� Robby offered looking down at the cherry end of his smoke having heard it all before.

�Yeah, there�s that.� Angel waved her hand as if that wasn�t half obvious. �He spent some time in Japan a few years back.�

�Japan, huh?� Gohan nodded, interested. �What�s his name?�

�Juunanagou, but he prefers Junnana. I know. Maybe you should meet up with him. He could give you a quick lesson in Japanese.� She laughed, playfully swatting him knowing full well Gohan was flunking it.

Smirking, �Yeah, maybe I should.�
TBC
A/N: A BIG thanks to my editor Vegeta-sire ;)

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