The story that could go on forever!

Checkerboard mischief?

Tord: Nothing, I'll just ride it out.

Tom: Ride What Out?

Tord: Nothing. Nothing at all! Hah...

Tom: *An alarm goes off and Tom goes pale* Uh... I gotta go... I'll be back.. *Tom turns off the alarm and hurries out the door*

Tord: *saunters into his room and puts on yaoi, riding out the pain*

*It begins to pour outside*

Tom: *Hasn't come home*

Edd: *Has fallen asleep on the couch*

Matt: *is eating a pastry, concerned for Tom*

Edd: *Breathes softly*

Tom: *Walking in the rain* ...

Tord: *eventually puts on a coat and goes looking for Tom*

Tom: *On a street curb drinking with his hood up soaked*

Tord: *silently watching*

Tom: *Silently crying through the rain*

Tord: *wanders up to him* Hey.. What's wrong?..

Tom: *Jumps and looks at Tord* What are you... your gonna catch a cold..

Tord: You're at a greater risk, Coatless. *Steps down and wraps his coat around him* So what happened?

Tom: *Hesitates And touches his arm making him wince* I... fell...

Tord: It's a sin to lie, even i know that. Be honest with me, what happened?

Tom: ...It's four big guys I thought were.... friends... at one point...

Tord: Names?..

Tom: *Hesitates* It's nothing to worry about..

Tord: *shows slight depression over it* Okay.. fine.. I'll leave you alone. *Gets up, starting to walk off*

Tom: *Gets up and puts Tord's coat back on him and walks beside him*...

Tord: *turns the blade in his pocket over in his palm*

*They arrive at the house*

Tom: *His once spiked hair is now draped over the side like a edgy teen*

Tord: *leaves his coat and now removed hoodie on the arm of the sofa and goes to his room*

Tom: *Feels disappointed in himself watching Tord go and goes to his own room*

Tord: *can be heard softly singing while slightly muffled noises ensue*

Tom: *Stands outside the door*

Tord: Nobody LIKES me.. Everybody HATES me.. guess I'll go eat WORMS.

Tord: Big fat JUICY ones.. Long thin SLIMY ones.. ITSY BITSY FUZZY WUZZY worms ..

Tom: *Gets his bass and comes back*

Tord: Down goes the FIRST one.. Down goes the SECOND one.. Oh, how they WIGGLE and SQUIRM..

Tom: *Plays to Tord's singing*

Tord: Big fat JUICY ones.. Long thin SLIMY ones.. ITSY BITSY FUZZY WUZZY worms ..

Tord: UP comes the FIRST one.. UP comes the SECOND one.. oh how they WIGGLE and SQUIRM..

Tord: Big fat JUICY ones.. Long thin SLIMY ones.. ITSY BITSY FUZZY WUZZY worms ..

Tord: Nobody LIKES me.. Everybody HATES me.. GUESS I'LL GO EAT worms..

Tord: *throws the crimson blade across the room and lays on his floor bleeding*

Tom: *Hears something happened and comes in*

Tord: TOM WTF?! Why are you in here..?

Tom: Why are you bleeding???

Tord: I fell and cut my wrist on scrap metal in my closet.

Tom: *Comes Over And takes his wrist gently and looks it over*

Tord: Be careful, it's the only real one I have left.

Tom: I'll be careful.. *He gets up and grabs bandages and comes back*

Tord: Why do you care so much about me?

Tom: U-Uh.. well I'm your friend aren't I?.. *He wraps up his wrist*

Tord: You made it a point to me that you weren't..

Tom: ... Think of it as a lie...

Tord: How can I....when you burned it into my brain..?..

Tom: ...Yeah... *Tom Stands up* ...sorry... *He knows sorry isn't good enough*

Tord: *curls up on the floor, thinking he's gonna be alone again*

Tom: Y'know... I wasn't really lying... *Tom blushes* I didn't want to be your friend... *He Bites his lip*

Tord: oh..

Tom: *He rubs the back of his neck* I don't know how to say it...

Tord: how to say what..? That you.. don't want me here... or..?..

Tom: No! That's not it at all... ugh why is it so hard to explain. *Tom's face turns red*

Tom: *Sigh* Close your eyes a second...

Tord: *closes his eye* ...

Tom: *Leans in two inches from Tords lips* I want to... tell you... that... *Tom looks at Tords face and sighs, he backs away* I don't hate you and having you here, it's better than not having you. *Tom pats his head and turns away*

Tord: *doesn't dare to open his eye or move*

Tom: Tord.. you can open your eyes..

Tord: *keeps his eyes closed while curled up, praying silently for Tom to change his mind*

Tom: *Looks at Tords face and leans down centimeters from Tords lips* I wanted to speak with action... because I can't find the words...

Tom: *He closes his eyes and his lips meet Tords*

Tord: *intertwines his good hand with Tom's, not caring about the circumstances*

Tom: *Pulls Tord in by his waist*

Matt: *makes it obvious he's taking a picture and even puts the flash on* EDDDDDDDDDDDD!!

Tom: *Breaks the kiss inches from Tords face*

Edd: *Drowsy* Huuuuh?

Tom: MATT!! *Tom keeps a hold on Tords waist*

Matt: NEVERMIND! *giggles and deletes all the photos, walking off*

Tom: Seriously.. I'm going to murder that purple bastard. *Tom looks at Tord and lets go* Sorry!

Tord: It's fiiine..

Tom: *Blushes* Uh.. I'll... Ill just go.

Tord: *balls up on the floor again, not bothering to move any further than that*

Tom: A-Are you not gonna move into bed?

Tord: no.. what's the point if I'm just gonna be cold there too?..

Tom: Hm.. guess your right.. *Tom picks Tord up*

Tord: What're you doing..?

Tom: The guest room is cold. I figured you could sleep in my room. Not like I sleep there anyway. *He blushes and puts Tord down on his bed gently* I just hope you don't mind checkerboard heh.