The Story of US

Chapter 5

A large backyard was lit up like a baseball field and packed with people. There was a small clearing near the middle and a projector was blasting the fighting area up onto the side of an extremely large house.

"Where are we?" He yelled in Ash's direction.

Ash leaned down towards him, shouting to be heard

"Oh just some trust fund baby's parents place. These cats got money to burn"

And he took off, laughing as he went.

Suddenly a voice was booming over a sound system that seemed to circle the yard

"Alright! Betting is closed! Let's get this party started! " and the entire backyard exploded with noise.

Castiel was a good foot shorter than the rest of the guys but after the build up in the car he really wanted to see Dean fight and NOT on a projector. He began pushing his way through the crowd with a lot of I'm sorry's and excuse me's. He made is way to what could only be called ringside and his jaw almost hit the floor. The work boots and faded jeans were still in place, but Dean had removed all clothing from the waist up. His skin was tan without being too dark. Each muscle on his body seemed to be etched into his skin. One look at the top of his jeans riding low and exposing the V of hip bones that should be illegal to look at. Castiel was so glued to Deans hip bones that he missed the introductions and Dean was suddenly dancing around the circle. From the look on the other guys face, he was over ready for this fight. The guy must have at least 100lbs on Dean.

After a few minutes of circling, Goliath, as Castiel had named him, had thrown a few punches, all of which Dean had blocked. The crowd was getting restless and Castiel noticed he was chewing on his nails. Shoving his hands in his pockets he flinched when Dean landed his first punch. Then his second and third. Castiel found himself cheering with the rest of the crowd. Dean was smiling and waving at the crowd when Goliath came charging and landed a few body shots and connected with Dean's face so hard his feet came flying out from under him. A collective groan, peppered with Goliath fans cheering resounded as Dean made his way back to his feet. He was bleeding now and not lightly from what Castiel could see. His eyes seemed to be swelling and his beautiful lips were busted. Fear gripped him and he had a wild minute of wanting to run out and throw himself between Dean and the giant. Fighting the urge to defend him, Castiel watched intently as Dean wiped his face on his arm and spit blood into the damp grass. Goliath was smiling towards the crowd when Dean's eyes found Castiel. He smiled a bloody smile, kissed his knuckles and winked at him. Castiel couldn't stop the smile that lit up his face or the hot red blush that stained his cheeks.

Dean laughed and in what seemed to Castiel to be lightening speed he had Goliath on the ground with a huge gash above his right eye and a very dazed look. Goliath didn't get back up.

Castiel had never been to a live sporting event but he imagined that football stadiums sounded quieter than that backyard in August. Castiel was cheering just as loud as the rest. Jumping and pumping his fist in the air. Laughing and high five-ing strangers. He hadn't felt this light in, well, in a long damn time.

Suddenly he was being pushed into the circle with Dean. Ash and Garth moved past him to lift Dean onto their shoulders and dancing him around. Sammy was laughing as the two started in on a round of " we are the champions". When the guy with the mic walked over and handed Dean a fat wad of cash. Jumping from his friends shoulders, Dean pockets the cash and walks over to a petite brunette who was holding his clothes and looking at him in a way that screamed sex. She's stunning, Castiel thought and felt his stomach drop and his smile turn to plastic as Dean leaned over and whispered something in her ear that made her eyes light up.

Tugging at Ash's sleeve, he yelled that he was heading home. Ash leaned back and spread his arms in a " but everything is here" manner and eyed Castiel curiously. Castiel mimed that he was tired and shrugged his shoulders. Laughing Ash clapped him on the back and nodded his head. Pushing his way through the crowd and into the yard parking lot, he was out of breath and shaky when he reached his car.

Stupid, stupid Castiel he thought. You know better than to fall for straight guys. The thing was though, Dean had been sending some very mixed signals.

"OR" he thought " you just imagined the whole thing and read them wrong cause you wanted him to be gay"

At that very depressing though, Castiel climbed into his car, quickly shutting the door and pulling out of his parking space. Oh he was embarrassed. Beyond embarrassed. He felt like he was trying to outrun his shame. Rolling down his window to try and help him breath he thought he heard something., but ignored it pulling into the road and hitting the gas.

Right before he topped the hill and put the driveway outta sight, he could've sworn he saw someone run out into the road in his rear view mirror.