Right Turn

((I\'m going to try and see if I can finish this story this weekend. I\'ve other stories that I\'ve promised to finish and so I really ought to get this silly thing out of my hair. It\'s almost done!!! Hopefully it\'ll be over too! Thank you all for taking this ride with me! I\'ve really been enjoying all of your comments and your support. You\'re all the best!

As for time passing. I realize, after having gone over it, that I\'ve done some serious time warping. I apologize for this. And I\'m far too lazy to go back and fix it. So you\'ll just have to suspend reality. Sorry, minna! *w* I\'ll try and be more wary of that in the next story.

Written to the tune of Origa... don\'t ask. But blame rests solely therein.

::Yue: You\'re always first to this. You and I are either on the same time table or you\'ve got a trip wire set to this place! *L* That\'s awesome. And I\'m glad you liked that little goofy line of his. I thought it were kawaii too!
::Ashlee: Awe! Your reviews are always so wonderful. It don\'t matter how many you give! I\'m glad though that you\'ve enjoyed his manner of cleaning up things. Yay for Benjamin!
Some Chick: Awe.. Jack, elusive, ghostly, perfect Jack. One can\'t get too close too quickly to one\'s crush, can one? The mystery of their enchanting presence would wear off! ;)
::D-Puppy: Ooo1 We\'ll just set it up so anyone who doesn\'t get Ben, gets Mickey! (Or maybe Ben gets Mickey? We\'ll slip him a mickey!!!! Hee hee hee) Okay, before I make myself laugh too much, thank you! And I can\'t tell you! But I\'ll bet it\'s driving you nuts! NOW what do you think about it being longer?
::Anon: Ooo! I\'m so glad you tried it! Yes, it is a cliché. I admit that. But some folk say there are only seven true plots in the realm of writing so maybe it\'s okay to write a cliché? *w* Either way, I\'m glad it\'s not SO cliché that it\'s driving you bonkers and that you\'re actually enjoying it! :) Yay!
::Kikvws: Oooo... yes. Back to our regularly scheduled program, ne? Heh. Someone should shackle Claire so she can\'t make a mess of things again. I think I\'ll set Jen on her and keep her down. ;)
::Haywire_Hakaze: Oh my gosh! You think I\'m a writing god! LOL!!! You\'re amazingly sweet. I WISH I cared enough to do some grammar stuff with this. Please don\'t hold me accountable for mistakes because I assure you - there are plenty! This is something I\'d call a \"four fun fic\" which means I don\'t really (at all) grammar check it. But for now and again, if I catch something glaring and have the time, I\'ll go back and fix it. So I\'m glad that it\'s not annoying, the small mistakes. And I\'m glad you\'re enjoying reading it all! Hee hee. And I posted this chapter at the same time you were posting for chapter twelve. How cute! So I\'ve already written more! (How cool is that?) I hope you continue to enjoy and I won\'t mind being worshipped for a while. *w*

Now, where was I? Oh yes...
When they say you\'re wrong, all you have to do is take that last...))

Right Turn

Ben woke slowly. The dream was still in his head and it left him feeling concerned, confused, lost, broken. Drifting images rolled through his mind\'s eye with the destructive force of a steam roller on acid, warped and hitting patches yet leaving full lines free and without a trace of the havoc everywhere else.

\"Ben, I\'m tired of running. Why don\'t you just get it over with?\"

\"Shut the fuck up! I don\'t want to do anything to you! Why can\'t you just accept that?\"

He shot from his bed, hoping to leave the last vestiges of the dream behind, tangled up in his contaminated sheets. He was never the aggressor when he had dreams like that, never the one to take. But this time...

\"I want you inside of me, Benjamin. I want to feel you... please, hon!\"

\"I told you call me Ben, damn you!\"

\"I\'m sorry. I\'m so sorry. I just want a piece, my own piece. Can\'t I have a finger? I\'ll only take a little.\"

\"You can\'t have it. It\'s mine!\"

\"Then just what\'s inside of you. Delve into me and give me what is inside. I can\'t live without that.\"

Brushing his teeth helped to clear his mouth out, a shower (and its subsequent masterbation session - badly needed) helped clean his body off. But his room as he entered it again, still smelled oddly of sex.

He wasn\'t sure what else he could do. Breakfast snuck past and he couldn\'t taste the food he\'d made. He\'d made the breakfast because his mother was deep in her research already at six thirty in the morning. Dad was at a conference in Tuscon, and his sister had spent the night at a friend\'s house.

Jack met him at the door as he was going out and he stopped, staring at the boy who should have been the source of his most recent wet dream. Only, he had to ask himself, did he want Jack that ... needy?

\"Hey.\" He felt off. The sun had risen but the haze in the air hadn\'t lifted and he couldn\'t help but feel as if his day hadn\'t quite begun yet, that he was somehow still dreaming.

\"Hi,\" Jack smiled and stepped into the house without being invited. The long haired boy had on shorts and had a tie around his neck. He looked sexy and silly at the same time.

\"What\'s with the get-up?\" Ben asked and grinned. \"It\'s not even Friday yet.\"

Jack shrugged and smiled. \"Nah, just thought you could use a smile. And I seem to have found one. Where\'ve you been hiding it?\" Jack stepped closer. He smelled like vanilla. It was an almost overpowering smell. It was nothing like his usual cologne, his usual set, clean, clear, frank scent. This was far more wild, earthen. Ben reached up and traced Jack\'s neck without thinking about it. There was a thin sheen of dust there.

\"In my back pocket,\" Ben breathed, the smell getting to him. He was an olfactory learner, he figured then. If they could put mathematics into a scent form, he\'d remember it forever.

\"Mmm?\" a purr preceded the hand the slid around Ben\'s waist, causing him to gasp. He had large pockets because he was wearing his one pair of baggy pants. A pair he\'d gotten when he was in seventh grade.

A crinkle appeared on Ben\'s forehead. He could feel it. He\'d grown, hadn\'t he? But the thought was water and his head a sieve as a warm hand planted itself into his pocket and lightly squeezed. The feeling of the warmth was like an instant reminder of his dream. He arched back and his arms linked around Jack\'s neck. \"Oh... Jack..\" he breathed, embarrassed but too lost to realize how like a stupid romance novel heroine he was sounding.

\"Ben...\" the murmur, lips touching his collar bone, suckling there. \"Ben... \"

Ben\'s head fell back and he whimpered, Jack was insistent, running his fingers through Ben\'s hair, warming the side of his face, lips seeking his chest. He wanted this. This would wipe out the thoughts of the other dream, thoughts of Kyler.

\"Benjamin... \" Ben couldn\'t respond. He could only open his eyes slowly and stare into a pair of brilliantly steeled eyes, so grey that the haze on the morning sky couldn\'t compare, shining and beautiful. He could get lost in eyes like that.

The eyes frowned and a brow lifted. They were too far away. \"Benjamin? Dude.. you awake?\"

Ben sat up with a look around of horror. \"Shit!\" his face turning white and then red in turns. Behind Kyler, Claire laughed lightly. \"Oh fuck..\"

Kyler leaned back some on the chair he\'d been setting at the edge of. \"You were way out of it. I\'ve never seen anyone drool before,\" and the black haired boy laughed.

\"Because you don\'t.. umm...\" Ben struggled to find a come back and found himself empty. The only thought that could go through his mind is if he\'d said any names. Had he said any names??

\"We came to get you. Lunch time and you weren\'t out there,\" Claire went on, as if he\'d done nothing worth razzing him on. Maybe there was nothing? \"I can\'t believe your lit teacher didn\'t wake you up. Hey, you guys wanna go out and get a pizza?\"

The dream was gone by the time Ben had a piece of pepperoni before him and he had to struggle to remember anything beyond how glad he was that it hadn\'t turned into a wet dream. Could they do that? In a school? Had it ever happened to anyone? He wasn\'t sure he could ask. And was it Kyler or Jack or somebody else in his dream? He wasn\'t quite sure.

\"Hey, what\'re you guys going to do for Senior Night?\" Claire asked, tearing apart her veggie calzone.

Kyler shrugged and took another piece. Ben growled. \"Don\'t take any more. You\'ve eaten two already.\"

\"I know, I\'m not going to Benny,\" Kyler reached out and tousled Ben\'s hair, getting another growl of annoyance but nothing else. \"Sheesh. I try and be nice!\" Kyler grinned at Claire who rolled her eyes.

\"What\'re you gonna do?\" Ben asked.

\"I\'m going to ask Jen out on a date,\" Claire\'s face turned red.

Kyler and Ben stared at her in confusion. \"Aren\'t you dating now?\" Kyler asked stupidly.

\"No!\" Claire stared back at them. \"Jeeze you guys. We\'re just friends!\"

\"Coulda fooled me,\" Ben snipped.

\"Look, I\'m not asking if you\'re seeing Jack, am I?\" Claire shot back.

\"Well, that\'s kinda obvious,\" Ben snarled.

Kyler waved a hand between them with a laugh. \"Hey, you two, slow down. I haven\'t even rung the bell yet. We\'re still in round one.\"

Ben turned on the athlete but lost track of what he was going to say back as a long haired young man walked in. \"Oi! Jack!\" he stood, waving his hand frantically, then sat down with a huge smile. \"He\'s so damn dreamy.\"

Kyler rolled his eyes. \"I\'m getting sick of all the fucking estrogen everywhere.\"

A smack to his stomach quieted him though and Ben could hear Claire\'s \"cool it!\" as Jack waved and came over, his cheeks pink. But Jack looked pleased, not angry.

\"Heard you guys were here. Hi Ben. Hi Claire.. Kyler,\" he nodded to the last boy shortly and then sought out Ben with his eyes. He was pinker than before. \"How\'re you guys?\"

A series of \"can\'t complains\" and other such answers rang out from the table before Jack was invited to sit down. Ben gave up some of his half of the pizza to Jack and asked if anyone wanted a soda. Kyler said okay but insisted on giving him money and Jack was more than willing to have one given to him. It made Ben smile.

Returning with the sodas, he slid into the red booth next to Claire because Jack had taken refuge from Claire\'s pinching fingers. Apparently he\'d been trying to steal from her calzone. Ben couldn\'t help but feel a little put off, yet having them all here.

\"This is nice,\" he smiled around at them all. Beamed, actually.

Jack\'s smile back at him had a silent message and his eyes sparkled. He was so gorgeous sitting there, slightly lounged, one arm hooked on the back of the booth, his brown hair sliding along his face. \"It is, isn\'t it?\" Then he leaned forward. \"Hey, what\'re you doing for Senior Night?\"

Ben\'s body floated happily below his happy soul. \"Gonna go to the all nighter. What\'s the idea on that. Claire? You know someone on the planning committee thing, don\'t you?\" Ben could feel Jack reach out under the table and give his calf a casual bump with his foot. Jack winked and grinned.

Claire nodded. \"Yeah. It\'s gonna be something like Rodeo Night. We\'re gonna have a saloon and some gambling tables. It should be fun. I\'m going to go. If I can\'t get.. you know.\" She was shy of mentioning her plans in front of Jack.

\"How about you, Kyler?\" Jack asked with a reserved air.

Ben, sensing that Jack\'s nervousness around Kyler was partly his fault, smiled. \"Ky\'s gonna hang out with us, aren\'t you Ky?\" He grinned at the larger boy with a laugh. \"He can\'t help it. He\'s practically gay by association now.\"

Kyler, other than blushing, took the ribbing calmly. \"Watch it, Ben\'oh. Hang out with me and remember that heterosexuality is a disease. You never know who you\'ll catch it from.\"

Ben took note that as everyone laughed, Jack seemed far more at ease. Ben shot Kyler a look of relief and got an understanding smile back.

The rest of the lunch went quickly and before he knew it, Claire had dragged Kyler off, asking if Jack wouldn\'t mind getting Ben to school or not. And Ben, happy to have two of the best friends in the whole world, was bundled into Jack\'s car and breathing in the scent of expensive cologne. It was nice.

\"I didn\'t know you and Kyler Davis were friends,\" Jack stated as he got into the car.

Ben smiled. \"Well, we\'re almost friends. It was hard for a while. But now I don\'t call him Prick Wad,\" Jack laughed at that, perhaps understanding finally, \"and he doesn\'t.. well, look at me like he\'s going to tear me limb from limb if I get too close to Claire.\"

\"Too close to Claire?\" Jack asked. \"You think he\'s straight?\"

\"Straight?\" Ben was shocked. \"Jack, honey, that boy is so straight he eats two by fours for breakfast and rides in a pick up truck painted with Playboy bunnies on the mud flaps.\" But there was the idea of the other day? Still, that would be unreal.

Jack shrugged. \"I dunno. It would be too bad though,\" he grinned at Ben. \"He\'s cute.\"

Rolling his eyes, Ben gagged. \"That\'s what every girl in Libby High seems to think. They follow after him like a pack of hounds. It\'s gross. How can he do that? He should fall in a vat of acid and make himself less presentable. It would help him get from place to place. Otherwise, he\'s probably got to knock a path through their fainted bodies.\"

\"That good looking, eh?\" Jack laughed. \"Well... \" and then he paused. Without turning, his smile grew and he relaxed. \"It\'s nice to talk to someone who can understand. I mean, other than a girl. You talk to a girl and they want to hook you up with each and every cute guy you see. They don\'t realize that sometimes it\'s just nice to look.\"

Ben blushed. \"Well, okay. It\'s nice to look at Kyler. He\'s eye candy, that\'s for sure. But you can gaze at Me, any time you want.\"

Jack snickered. \"I can. Only I can\'t talk to you about how hot you, yourself are.\"

\"Oh?\" Ben asked with an arched brow. \"Who\'re you going to talk to about me then?\"

Jack burst out laughing. \"I was hoping that I could talk about you to Kyler Davis.\"

Damn but it was nice to talk like this. Ben smiled a secret smile all day. Things were looking up for Ben-ja-min. He might be able to honestly say that his senior year was the best he\'d ever had.