It's not just a game... Maybe that's news. (A Ride the Cyclone Fanfiction)

A year later

The now dubbed "Cyclone Kids" although having different ideas career wise all ended up going to the same college or colleges near each other. Who knew surviving what could have been a deathly experience together really bonds people.

    If it wasn't already obvious Mischa and Noel shared a room. Ricky had to get a dorm closer to the arts department just because it would have been a trip just to get to it on time every day and the three girls all shared a dorm together.

    This chapter however.
   
Is about the most romantic boy in town.

And his struggles with romance.

   
    Noel was currently laying on the couch, his head was resting on the Ukrainian boy's thighs. Noel let out a groan, muffling it with his book. Mischa laughed, looking down at the brunette. "What's wrong? Любов" Noel rolled his eyes, "You know I don't know what you're saying." He sighed "Anyways, this book is shit. Why does everyone else have this Great love life but I haven't even gotten laid!" The last part made Mischa chuckle "You are a romancer Noel Gruber, I'm sure you'll find someone." He knew it would be best to take the book from Noel, so he did, keeping his finger on the page he was on as he closed the book and put it on the table.

    "Take break, You want to watch the movie about blue angel?" Mischa's understanding about his favorite films always made Noel laugh. "Alright," he smiled at him and sat up, resting his head on Mischa's shoulder. They sat in silence for that hour and thirty-four minutes, the only sound coming from the laptop in front of them.

        By the time it was over it was still dark outside, which wasn't much of a problem for the two of them because they didn't have class until after lunch. Noel smiled "That movie gets better every time." He sat up and looked over at Mischa who was now fast asleep. The brunette grabbed a blanket from Mischa's room and draped it over the sleeping teenager. Noel carefully took off Mischa's hat and put it on the table, it couldn't have been comfortable sleeping like that. "Night Mischa," Noel said to himself, not really expecting a response. He smiled too himself and went to his room, going to sleep himself.

    The next morning Mischa was the first to wake up, it wasn't anything unusual. He got up, practiced writing a few songs for class and headed to the first floor of the dorm building where the gym was to work out for a good thirty minutes. After that it would be around seven thirty and if Noel didn't have an early literature class he'd sleep in while Mischa made breakfast.

    This morning, he did his usual schedule and headed back up to their apartment sized kitchen to make some breakfast. The Ukrainian grabbed a few potatoes out of the bag they had in the pantry and got to work shredding them, tossing them in a bowl lined with cheesecloth to catch all of the moisture. After shredding the potatoes he wrapped them up in the cheesecloth and squeezed them over the sink. When that was done he put them back in the bowl adding seasoning, flour and eggs to make a cohesive mixture.

Noel was woken up by the smell of cooking oil, Mischa must have woken up and started cooking. He smiled and got up out of bed, stretching. He slowly opened his bedroom door and leaned on his doorframe, watching Mischa cook. He was always so in the zone when he cooked, it was kind of cute. He shook his head at that thought and headed into their kitchen area, sitting down at the table. "Morning Misch," Mischa turned around and smiled at Noel. "Good morning Noel Gruber," Mischa put a plate of "Draniki, eat." He turned back around to grab the sour cream out of the fridge and started to clean up the kitchen a bit before sitting down next to Noel.

    The two of them ate in a comfortable silence, well until Mischa decides to speak up. "Have you ever tried one of those dating sites?" This caused Noel to practically choke on his food. "I do not think I'd fare well on one of those, besides..."

He paused for a moment.

"Who needs other men when I have you as a friend."