It's Complicated ch.4

A/N Well the response that I had to posting chap three was quite big~! I'm glad that you guys liked it! And, if didn't already see, I HAVE 50 STALKERS! ( watchers) And I'm over the moon right now~! In other news, you guys are lucky, because I was originally going to work on my fandom stories right now, but I had a little inspiration from reading a fanfic of a close internet buddy of mine ( ILikeMySitar9 on ff, she's wonderful~! And I love her in an internet friend way!) and wanted to do something for this NOW before my idea fades into the black hole that my mind is.

Enough of that, enjoy your reading~! :3 Also, don't forget, reviewing makes unicorns dance in my stomach~!

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                                                                                   0-Tony-0

We kept that position for about another minute or so before it dawned on both of us what our situation just was. To anyone looking over, we looked like we were getting hot and heavy on the mats, which was anything but. Both of our faces shared a light coat of pink before a cough turned them both a deep crimson color. I swiveled my head to see the coach looking at us in a 'mind your manners you sick little fucks' kinda way, where his eyes carried a gaze that I loathed. If there's one thing that I hate that's on the top of my list, it's that infuriating, belittling, ass hat like, look! It pisses me off to no end!

" If you two could please contain yourselves until you get outta school, I'd like it very much. Now get off each other and stop trying to mess up those mats! I need those later for wrestling! And not to mention they cost more than a pretty penny." He scowled at our melding forms before turning and yelling for a kid to walk, putting us out of his mind. I, once again turned my attention to the flustered redhead, who was wiggling underneath me uncomfortably. I retracted my hands and knee, freeing him of his human restraints.

" Sorry about that." Standing next to each other, an unnerving silence stretched on, clouding the air around us in awkwardness. Josh was gripping his arm in a shy way, as if he was utterly embarrassed by this whole thing. His whole air about him drastically changed from the egotistical man-whore, to this adorable, sweet guy who blushes at the slightest touch. This mood swing sent my male sex drive into a down-spiraling pit of doing a quick look around to see if anyone was paying attention, I pecked the flushed cheek that he had turned towards me, in hopes to hide his ever growing blush.

It lasted no more than a second, but yet he still looked at me in shock and bewilderment at my simple action of was just a little kiss on the cheek, I don't see what the big deal is. But just to make him even more flustered, I leaned down to his ear, whispering hotly into it.

" Don't look so vulnerable in front of me unless you want to be ravished roughly in the nearest bathroom." I had no control of my raging hormones as I teased Josh in the most sexual of ways. His breath hitched as he stared, mouth agape, at my retreating form. Oh that lovely shock contorted expression~! It fits him so well that I can't take it.

" You-you just-..." He stuttered after me while I continued moving on, ignoring the sputtering redhead who fumed behind me. Well, this may make tutoring tonight a little strange...

School flew by, as the next thing I know, I'm looking at my brother, who was waiting impatiently at the front doors of the school. Why is he jigging around like he has to pee really badly? He really was twitching around though, bouncing so the balls of his feet barely touched the ground before shooting back up. What's his problem? I've never seen him that tense before, and it kinda worries me...

" Itchy to get home or something?" Keegan's head snapped over to me, staring with wide, scared eyes. Must've scared him by accident, poor thing.

" No."

" Then, you late for a hot date?" I joked, grabbing the back of his shirt, our usual signal to start walking. When he flushed and refused to begin walking, I felt jealousy swell up in my heart. He met a girl at school?! Why have I not heard anything about this before now?! His big black eyes met my own coal colored ones, his face a tint of pink. As he struggled for the right words, I watched as his feet twiddled around before he settled on a response.

" It's not a 'date'. It's a study group!" Pft! Study group my ass! My eyes slitted as I unclenched my death grip on his shirt, running through how long he'd be pissed at me if I simply threw him over my shoulder and carried him home. Nah, it's not worth a whole life time of hatred from my beloved little brother. Just calm down Tony, it's not like he'll leave you or anything! He's stuck with you and Emily till at least age eighteen. No need to get all hot tempered about this.

" Oh yeah, then just who is in this 'study group', eh?" Keegan puffed up like a angered kitten, hissing out at me as I glared at him, a smug smile on my lips.

" Warren Andrews!" My blood turned to ice as my smirk fell. A g-g-guy?! Is there something that he doesn't want to tell his big brother?! But, he's been interested in girls the last I checked! Did something happen recently to my innocent Kee-chan?! It can't be! I wish it was a girl, so that way I know he'd be safer than being with a guy who's blood is beginning to flow to a certain part of him! How do I know if this guy doesn't feel something for Keegan? After all, I think Keegan is really cute and adorable, and I don't want this guy to think so as well.

" Warren? Who the hell is that?" His puffy kitten self deflated back to his coy personalty. The tinge was back as he stared at his feet again. Is this some sort of test that I'm being put through?! Since when has he have this hot and cold personality?

" Well, he's a guy in your grade..." An eleventh grader?! Oh HELL no! Not someone my age, absolutely not! That's even worse than someone his age! After my recent 'dreams' I'm not gonna trust him with a guy like that! It'd break my heart and I'd have to go on a bastard hunting rampage for taking my Keegan's innocence away!

" Oh hell no! I won't let you go!" He gawked at me like a teen who just got something taken away from them. Knowing me so well, he automatically threw on his deadly pout. The same pout that causes me to not be able to say no every time. As I struggled to keep up the stare, I felt my resolve already slipping. Come on! Do it for Keegan, don't let him break you!

" Please Tony! I promise I'll be a good boy! I already have good grades, and I'm just trying to make them stay that way! Please~! I love you my wonderful big brother~!" I had to bite my lip, sending blood rushing over my tongue, as I tried to not get swept into this. I won't let it get to me! But...he looks so cute~! And I don't want him to not like me...and this would make him happy. GAH!

" F-fine!" He went to go hug me before I pushed my hand in his face, shoving him away coldly. " Go away before I take what I said back, you little shit!" He laughed back at me before waving to me and running the opposite way from our house.

" I LOVE YOU TONY~!" The younger blackette called, as I squeezed the bridge of my nose tightly, fighting my on coming headache.

" Yeah yeah, whatever. Little manipulative fuck."As I Began my walk to my house, I heard giggles sound behind me, stopping me dead in my tracks. Whipping around, I came face to face with man-whore, who was holding a hand over his mouth to stifle his laughs. What a girly action! No self respecting guy would cover his mouth while laughing!

" Aw~! Is big brother hotty a softy to his wittle brother~! So cute~!" Giving a huff, I stomped away, upset about him picking at my brother complex. It's not my fault that I have a strong maternal instinct after us being left without parental figures! Someone in this household has to look after Keegan, or he'll turn out like his older brother. And turning out like me isn't a good thing at all.

" Why don't you shut up, bastard! So I love my brother, what gives?!" Josh came to a rest at my side, grinning more than a Cheshire cat. I felt a weight lean against me, sending waves of excitement whirl-pooling around in my body. That simple action launched my heart into orbit as I tried maintaining my composure. Calm down Tony, it's just another guy. You don't like guys, you like girls and boobs and...and...girls! What am I saying?!

" I just think it's cute how much you baby him. You must be a great older brother Tony. I wish I had one as good as you." The redhead's voice was a wispy, dream like flourish. It took everything in me not to blush madly at his compliment. This one of the first things I've heard him say to me that was truly nice. Not just some tease that sounded sexual.

As I opened the door, I was greeted by the surprised face of Emily. Her lip went between her teeth as she tried keeping from laughing like a mad woman at the sight of us being together. I bet she remembers the position she saw me and Josh in yesterday then. Just fucking super~! That's just what I wanted to have happen!

" He's just here because I'm going to tutor him. Nothing else." I hissed at her, grabbing Josh's hand before dragging him towards the stairs, but not before hearing my sister mutter under her breath,

" Tutor him in what~?" Now she's getting sick minded on me too?! Who else wants to throw in a sick comment while people are at it?! Stomping up the stairs I felt the anger start boiling up.

I slammed the door behind us to show her that I heard her comment and was pissed about it. Must she always do that to me?! Josh, meanwhile, was in awe over the state of my room. What can I say, I keep it cleaner than the average teenage guy at my age. I guess it's just 'cause I like keeping things all nice and neat, since it makes spending time in here better.

" I love your room! It looks so cool~! And your bed is so soft and cushy~!" He threw himself on my bed, snuggling into my pillow happily, giving it a death grip. He minds me so much of a hyperactive five year old on a rampage. I wonder why that is?

" Gee thanks. I'm glad you enjoy shoving your face in my pillow, potentially cutting off your air supply." He pulled out only to give me a quick flash of his smirk before going back to suffocating himself with my pillow. Laughing, I laid out today's homework, thinking that was a good of place as any to start with this whole 'tutoring' thing. Hey, leave me alone, I'm new at this stuff! I've honestly never taught anyone something before. I've always been to myself and withdrawn from everybody, I did things on my own, and if anyone wanted to copy my paper, I let them.

" But it smells like you and I love your smell~! It's so intoxicating that I want more of it~! Everything about you is just perfect and makes me melt!" Snapping my head up in shock, I stared wide eyed at the redhead laying on my bed. This weird nagging urge pulled at my stomach, forcing my legs shuffle to said bed. It was just this feeling of needing to take advantage of Josh's position and his use of yet another nice compliment.

Finally reaching the bed, I leaned over to the unsuspecting male, moving my mouth over his exposed neck. Lacing my fingers in the silk like locks of his hair, I went in for a nice lick over the spot I planned on marking. The naughty part of me was screaming for me to mark him. It repeatedly chanted, 'Mark him! Come on! Do it and make him yours and yours only! Show the rest that Josh belongs to you; Not them! He's yours! Do it! Don't let anyone else get to him!' Though I didn't agree with said part of me, I just couldn't stop my dark desire for the man laying before me. A small 'eep' noise came from pillow as I lightly bit down on the flesh, drowning in the sweet mewls that were continuously emanating from Josh. Reaching my limit, I roughly bit down, earning a gasp before it melted to a breathy moan at my sucking. My other hand began roaming down the moaning redhead's back, not going too far.

After a few more nips and sucking, I felt satisfied with the dark violet colored spot that I made on the side of his neck. My noisy, lust craving, internal voice finally felt better, but still wasn't totally gone yet.

" I thought I told you not to be vulnerable to me, or I'd have to ravish you till you don't know which ways up. Then you go and say things like that~. If I hadn't known any better, I'd say you want something to happen to you~!" I purred huskily in his ear, feeling the shiver that ran down his spine. Encouraged by his reaction to my lewd acts, I pushed up the back of his shirt, ghosting my finger down the line of his spine. My eyes soaked in the scene of Josh arching to my feather light touches, moaning hotly into my pillow. Wow, the pillow sure is getting a lot of attention today. Josh even had to pull from my pillow as I reached the line of his pants, his breath to heavy and hitched to last in the pillow any longer.

Crawling on top of him, I turned his head so his lips met mine in a feverish kiss. Reaching down My hand went to tease his perk nipples, eliciting another breathy gasp of pleasure. Ending our kiss, I returned to his vulnerable back, licking up the line I just went down with my finger. His ass was pressed firmly against the top of my stomach as he tried not not loose it, making me let a chuckle slip out at his eagerness. After a few well placed marks, I got off the panting redhead before things went any further than I planned on. Of course, he whined at the loss and lack of release.

" Why do you do that?! You get me all frazzled, only to leave me in a cloud of unfinished lust. That's a cruel and unusual punishment!" I was already seated at my desk, my homework in hand and my spiny chair underneath me as I looked at his frustrated pout. An uncaring look over-took my features.

" Because it's fun. And I don't want to go any father with a guy, since I'm not gay." Josh's face took on a emotion that was so bewildered, I believe it didn't even have a name. Is that really all that surprising that I say I'm not gay?

" ' Not gay'?! How could you not be gay after teasing me that badly?! You even gave me hickeys!" A shoulder shrug was his answer from me. Giving up on where this conversation was going, he got out his homework and started on it.

" Just let me know if you have any questions or don't know what to do." He nodded after a second of pausing.

It wasn't even 5 minutes before Josh spoke up.

" Um, I have no idea what to do on questions one through thirty." I stared, flabbergasted at him. one through thirty?! Is he joking?!

" That's all of them!" He smiled sheepishly while scratching the back of his head, looking like the kid in elementary school who was the class clown. Geez Luise! Breathing a big, annoyed sigh of irritation, I rolled my spiny chair next to the clueless redhead. And they say blondes are the ones who don't have much upstairs! Though I hate stupid stereotypes like that. The color of your hair should have nothing to do with your intelligence level. Even if some blondes tend to prove the stereotype right. If they don't like the stereotype, don't fit the stereotype! Ass hats.

I finished my homework a long time ago, but Josh was only now just finishing up. As he's been working, I noticed a weird look on his face, like he was really wrestling with something serious . I decided not to be a little nosy Nelly, and left him alone. If he's anything like me, then I know I wouldn't want someone getting into my business. My eyes were trained on my bear feet as I waited to check over his work, only for them to raise to the sound of the pencil scratches slowing. His eyes shown with a million different swirling emotions. Josh's eyes slowly came up to meet my own, and I'll admit that I almost got sucked into those vivid orbs of his.

" Hey Tony, this may seem weird, but I feel like telling you something that's always bothered me for years. I know we don't really know each other, and that you don't particularly like me, but I feel like you can take a secret." Suddenly I was worried about what this almighty secret was. And he trusts me of all people with it?! I mean, he's right, we don't know a single thing about one another so why trust me?!

" Ah, sure, go ahead." Putting his homework aside, he took a deep, steadying breath before beginning.

                                                                      0-Josh's flash back-0

When I was about six years old, I was in the first grade of my elementary school. But I was the only one with bright red hair, I thought that I must be some sort of freak, but my mom said that it made me unique. Like any mother does to comfort her little one. All the other kids had blonde, brown, or black hair. Heck, I remember one kid who had almost platinum blond hair! I also was the only one with my striking green eyes. The other kids having any other color eyes, while staying in the normal eye color range.

Despite what my mom told me, I had my doubts about my appearance. And one day at recess, a group of boys made their opinion of me very clear.

I was running around like any other six year old would, till I almost smacked into another kid. He had wavy brown hair and dark brown eyes to match. His face scrunched up in distaste as I bowed to him, apologizing for not looking where I was going. I didn't see his out stretched arm as he harshly flicked me on the forehead. Now, I was only six, so I held back my welling tears at the pain shooting across my forehead. He chuckled viciously at my suffering.

" Look at his hair! It's so ugly! No one likes you, you gross carrot top!" My heart felt a harsh stab at his rude comments. It hurt really bad. I'm not sure why, but it did. His group of lackeys joined his laughing, as I felt tears sting at my eyes.

" It's not ugly! My mom said so!" This only made him laugh harder as they circled around me. I was like a trapped animal, wanting nothing more than to flee from the mean kids.

" Ha ha! You're such a loser and a momma's boy!" A couple of the boys echoed the wavy brunette's taunts. I pouted, trying my best to stand up for myself, but not amounting to much more then giving them more things to tease me about.

" I'm not a momma's boy..." My hair suddenly was flipped. I looked up to see them tug on my hair, all the while saying it was gross and weird. And that it was stupid, unnatural. With every comment, my heart squeezed more and more. The taunts stabbing deeper and deeper into my heart. Maybe their right, maybe I am gross and stupid. Maybe I wasn't meant to be here.

" And look how fat he is!" He poked my stomach while sticking out his tongue. Now, I was of average weight, and wasn't by any means fat. But the boys made me believe I was .

" I-I'm not fat." He sneered sickly at me, as if I was telling a flat out lie to him.

" Yes you are! And you're a midget!" This was true, I was short for most boys that age. If I wasn't already close to crying, I certainly was when the wavy haired brunette pulled roughly on my hair, causing a squeak of pain to come from my throat as the tears spilled from my eyes. "Aw~! Did I make the cry baby cry~? Ahaha! Loser! Come on guys, we don't wanna catch his disease! Later, carrot top!" Sniveling, I crawled under the slide, hiding from the kids on the playground. I'll just be laughed at if they see me cry.

I guess I always knew that I wasn't liked. After all, I was bullied everyday out on the playground, where the recess monitors don't even bother coming to stop the kids picking on me. And at the Halloween party we had, everybody was supposed to get candy, even 'weird, redheaded' me.

But when I finished handing out candy, I turned my bag upside down, expecting candy to fall out, only to have nothing fall from the bag. I was so happy to finally get some candy too. But those boys who enjoyed bullying me so much, took all my teacher didn't know who took it, so she said that I just wouldn't get any. During the whole party, I sat in the corner and played with my empty paper bag.

It was about a month or so after the little posse of my tormentors left me to cry my eyes out time they pulled a large chunk of my hair out, letting it fall to the ground. Let me tell you, getting your hair pulled out hurts! Really badly! Normally, I don't look anywhere till my class was called in, but this time, I felt the sensation of eyes being on me, and looked up.

There stood a dark haired boy. He was standing on another piece of playground equipment, just looking at me. His face was scrunched up in a thoughtful gaze. He looked like he was thinking hard about something, as his head was cocked to the side in a wondering position. Thinking he was going to come over and pick on me too, I pulled myself into a tighter ball, my small frame shaking in sorrow.

I don't deserve to be here. I'm some weird freak of nature. Something unintentional. Not needed. As I pull my red locks in front of my face, I see nothing but ugly pieces of my weirdness. They're cheery colored pieces of hair that make me different from everyone else. As I poke my belly, I see nothing but gross fat, even if it wasn't there. They tricked me into believing it was there. Why don't they ever see anything good in me? Do I not have anything to say something good about? Why does my mom lie to me then? Saying my hair is pretty, that I'm prefect? When those kids tell me I'm a monster.

The next day I went into the blue tube the has holes in the side of it to look out of, after they had finished up harassing me. My vision blurred with my hot tears, though I still made out that same black haired kid staring in thought at me. With a gasp, I quickly looked away. Why is he doing that? Why must he sit and stare at me? Does he not like me either?

When I saw him once again after a whole two weeks of catching him staring at me, he finally made his way over to my spot sitting at the edge of the playground. His height towered over my balled up form. On his way over, he had stuck his hands in his pockets, looking really cool if you ask me.

" Why are you crying?" In shock I looked up at him, tears streaming down my face. Why am I crying?! Wasn't he the one who was standing, watching the wavy hair brunette, who's name I now knew as Mat, rip my hair from my scalp earlier?

" Because they say such mean things to me. Why wouldn't I cry?" Putting my face back in my hands, I debated on whether or not I should ignore this strange black haired boy.

" That's a stupid reason to cry. Because I don't think any of those things they say about you are true. Your hair is cool and unique, your eyes are like two gems sparkling, and your body isn't something ugly. You're a interesting person and shouldn't let the bad things they throw at you get to you so much. They're just upset because they're stupid." He squatted in front of me, wiping my tears away for me, smiling brightly at me. My eyes were wide with shock. Someone...actually likes me?!

" Why...? Why do you like me when nobody else does?" Again he gave me a look that made it look like I asked a stupid question.

" I already told you. You're the coolest person I've met, and I like you for you. And if anybody should like you, it's you. Why don't you like yourself?" Looking away from his face, I bit my lip at not knowing why I don't like myself. I guess I just took Mat's words to heart from some reason. They became what I thought of myself.

                                                                         0-End flash back-0

" That wasn't the last time he wound up comforting me. He held me after every time they made fun of me, snuggling with me till my tears stopped flowing. One time, when I didn't get any Valentines on Valentine's day, I found a rose on my desk with chocolate taped to it and I found out later that he was the one who put it on my desk for me. I guess you can say he was special to me. Hell, he even punched Mat right in the face for me! Telling him to go pick on someone his own size. I looked up to him so much, I might've considered him my idol. I wished I could have been as cool as him, but I never was." Josh didn't look like he was done telling his story yet, but he paused to smile fondly at the hands in his lap. Dare I say, it made me a bit jealous that this guy was so special to the redhead.

" But somehow I managed to forget his face and his name while he went into middle school. He was a grade ahead of me, and I was lonely. Not to mention Mat was more ruthless than ever. But...one night before he left, we laid under the stars in the park. We both knew that we wouldn't see each other for another whole year, so we wanted to spend some time together. As I turned to look at him, he stole my first kiss from me. I couldn't have been happier then to give him my first kiss, but it was our last kiss as well. When he left, I worked hard and got pushed a grade up, but he'd already moved somewhere else. He was...gone. And he didn't even say good bye. All he left me with was that stupid kiss and my broken heart." My heart dropped as I caught the glimmer of tears falling from those acid green eyes.

" Hey, it's not good to cry over something that's in the past you know." He didn't even flinch as I pulled him into a comforting embrace. Sure inside my gut was twisting with seer jealousy, but I didn't want Josh to feel any worse than he already does. Unlike what I had hoped, he didn't return my hug, instead he laid his head on my shoulder, his tears soaking through the fabric.

" That's why I am what I am right now. After I knew he was gone, I started craving attention, love, anything! Any type of attention, negative or not, I wanted to be loved. Like you would say, I turned into a whore. I didn't care who I was with, or what gender the person was, as long as I got my fill, I was happy." Petting his hair, I pulled him all the way on to my lap, tightly wrapping my arms around his shaking body. I may not look it, but I'm pretty good with comforting people. Not with words, but for physical support.

" You don't need attention to be loved you know. If you focused on one person, you'd get more love than hopping from person to person. Somewhere in there, you're a good guy, I just know it. It's just a bit down there is all. If you love with all your heart, than that love will be returned." He back vibrated as he chuckled, pulling away to look at me. Confused, I tilted my head, unsure what was so funny here?! A guy tries to be nice for once, and look what I get!

" You sound like a fortune cookie." Giving the redhead a firm glare, I relaxed that he was looking the least bit happy. I was worried that he might have been broken there for a minute. Cracking a smile, I retorted.

" What can I say, I've had a lot of Chinese take-out in my time." Josh smiled, putting his head back in my shoulder, sighing contently. My hand slipped under his shirt, rubbing circles in the soft muscles, making Josh purr in delight. Finally, the redhead returned my embrace, wrapping his arms around my neck, still humming loudly in my ear. With a chuckle, I continued rubbing, listening to his slowly leveling breath. It began lulling me to join him, but I fought off the urge to fall asleep.

It didn't take long for Josh to totally nod off, so I decided that I'd give in and get some shut eye as well. Leaning back, I let my head thump against the wall, my eyes no longer able to stay open. While I was falling asleep, my mind buzzed with questions I couldn't bring myself to ask the sleeping redhead on top of me.

I wonder who this 'special guy' is that Josh was talking about? Who ever he is, he wouldn't want to meet me! I am the jealous type. HOLD ON FREAKING A MINUTE! I can't be the jealous type, since I don't even like Josh in that way! Plus, I'm not a gay guy! I know I'm not...but...fuck.

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A/N Was it okay? I know this is a late upload, but I just lost a dear family member ( My great grandma, who was 95.) so I've been wiped clean of creativity. But I already had this pretty much down for a few moths here ( sorry about that ...) and decided to get my mind off of this humdrum life, and edit some yaoi~! I hoped you liked it and review for me~! I say this every time but, it really means a lot to me when you guys do review. It always makes me smile~! And did I do okay-ish on Josh's sad past thing? I wanted to make it good, but...it kinda left me XD Anyways~ see you all next time~!