The Story of Us: Sherlock x John

When we first met

Freak. Creep. Weirdo. The heartless and cruel words spins inside the young and intelligent mind of Sherlock as he gets ridiculed and bullied once again. By Anderson, Donovan, and their little band of followers going along with their every move like lost puppies.

"You freak! What are you doing in our playground?! We told you that this is our property! I thought I told you to stay out!"

Without looking at Donovan, the brunette opened his mouth.

"This is a public playground owned by the school, get your facts right. And did you know about your father's addiction to marijuana and vodka and your mother's affair with the chef in the tiny caf-"

A hard punch met his face as Donovan pushed him into the muddy dirt from the previous shower of rain

"Don't you talk about my family like that you son of a b-"

"STOP IT RIGHT NOW DONOVAN!!"

Everyone except Sherlock turned toward the forest trail to see a short blonde boy. Anderson shoved Donovan out of his way, toward the boy, crossing his arms.

"Well well well. Look who decided to come back to us everyone! It's John!"

The boy named John smirked.

"The one and only. But I am not here for a friendly conversation with you chaps. I came to put a stop to whatever you are doing to that poor boy."

Everyone looked at Sherlock who wasn't entirely sure on what to do, while they laughed. John got annoyed.

"You mean the freak? He enjo-"

John puts Anderson in a powerful headlock in an instant.

"If he really enjoys it, then why isn't he smilin' then hm? Now, I am going to count to five and all you lot will go back home."

Donovan sighs.

"What are you going to do if we don't?"

John grinned like a crazy madman with a blazing fire in his eyes.

"This."

John placed a finger in Anderson's neck as he fell to the ground, unconscious. His eyebrows lifted. Everyone ran toward the park exit and Donovan grabbed Anderson and followed the others. John walked to Sherlock, sitting next to him on a bench.

"Hey, are you ok?"

"I am fine thank you, umm. Don't mind me on asking but who is this boy named Harry?"

"Harry? Oh that is my sister. How did you know that?"

"It is fairly obvious. The tag in your jacket says ' Harry R. Watson '."

Sherlock looked down waiting for the usual words.

"That was......AMAZING!"

The brunette looked up with confusion as the blond flashed a smile.

"Excuse me, but can you repeat what you said?"

"I said that. What you did was amazing!"

The boys smiled as John held out a hand.

"My name is John. John H. Watson."

"I'm Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes."

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Sherlock."

"Pleasure to meet you as well, John."

And this was a start of a beautiful relationship :-)

I hope that you guys enjoyed the start of a new series with our two lovers at 221 B! See ya! ^u^