Title: Hold On

Author: Death by Vista

Author's Note: Ok, everyone, this is the first fanfic I have ever posted. I hope everyone enjoys it!

Rating: Mature (language, rape, and suicide)

Summary: Will comes back from summer break completely transformed. He refuses to speak to anyone, and it is left to Warren to try and get his best friend back. Takes Place the beginning of Sophomore year. And yes, it is a male/male pairing.. Don't like it, don't read. R&R appreciated, though no flaming. Constructive criticism only! And of course, a good bit of compliment never hurt anyone…. ;D

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They are the property of Disney…

Prologue

Freshman year was a wild ride… a harsh way for Will Stronghold to begin his first year at Sky High. It was like something straight from a movie, actually. Upon arriving at Sky High, he meets the nemesis he never knew he had. He then proceeds to fall for a villain that had actually been fought once before by his Parents! In the end, he hooks up with his best friend Layla, and his nemesis Warren Peace becomes his best friend. Yup, life could be pretty chaotic sometimes.

Unfortunately, after spring break, everything had changed. The end of school was approaching, and everyone was beginning to drift apart. Ethan had found some mysterious counterpart that he spent all of his time with. Zach and Magenta had finally gotten over their differences, and begun to date. Warren Peace had, strangely, become a centralized part of Will Stronghold's life. The once arch-enemies were now best friends, and any time Will was not sleeping, or with Layla, he was with Warren.

Layla… what could be said about the quirky young lady he had hooked up with during the Homecoming dance? She was awesome… the greatest friend Will had ever had! She knew his every mood, and for the most part, how to sooth him when no one else could. Of course, that was her role in the group. They all filled a specific niche within their 'gang.' Layla was the caring, motherly type. Magenta was the voice of reason. Her deadpan, no holds barred delivery was just the thing they all needed. Zach was the adorable comic relief… even Warren, though he would never admit it, tended to smile inwardly when Zach was around. Ethan was the stereotypical wiz kid that made sure everyone got their homework done on time. And, that each assignment was at least marginally correct. Will and Warren… they were the protectors of their group. No one would ever hurt their friends as long as they were around.

But now, all of that was changing. Spring break hadn't been anything special, mind you. In fact, they had all spent it pretty much the same way they usually did… everyone met at Will's house, played games, and generally chilled. Magenta, Ethan, and Layla sat on the couch, discussing whatever new political issue Layla was caught up on, while Zach bounced around idiotically in the background. Warren and Will would kneel together before the TV, battling each other in Will's newest X-Box game, grunting, muttering, and insulting each other's ability.

But, the weekend after Spring Break, it all stopped. For no particular reason, they all just seemed unable to get their schedules together, and drifted apart. Well, all accept him and Warren. They still indulged in late night study sessions, and video game battles. In fact, it had gotten to the point that Will was seeing more of Warren than his girlfriend. It seemed, no matter what was going on, Layla had other plans.

And then, the summer came on, and Will was not too surprised when Layla sat him down one day, and declared it was time that they broke up. There had been tears from both of them, and plenty of promises that no matter what happened, they would continue to remain friends. After all, they had been friends long before they had attempted a relationship, and it would be rather idiotic for either party to discontinue the friendship at that point.

When school ended, they had all gone their separate ways. Ethan was unreachable, having been shipped off to some computer nerd's camp, though Will secretly thought whoever Ethan had taken a liking to was probably attending as well. Zach and Magenta spent most of their time going to movies, and generally being all couple like. Of course, when the group heard that Will and Layla split, it did not come as a shock when they both went away, to separate locations of course, for Summer break.

Which leaves Warren. Now, while it may be true that our poor little pyrokinetic had once been used to the lack of annoying friends, he had become rather dependant on the group that clung to him all day long. So, when he realized that everyone was practically abandoning him for the summer, the last few days of school had seen him acting cool and distant from the lot of them. So much so, he had at first declared that he would be far too busy to say good bye to Will… but, of course, that had not lasted. He found himself trudging up the Stronghold sidewalk, knocking forlornly on the door. When Will opened the door, Warren felt his stomach turn a treacherous back flip.

"Warren? I thought you said you'd be busy…" Warren shrugs his shoulders as indifferently as he can, and flashes a ghostly, beautiful lopsided grin…

"What can I say, Stronghold? I got bored, and all of the others have already split. Figured I might as well come and say bye… gives me something to do." Will rolls his eyes, and steps to the side, letting Warren brush in past him. The year younger brunette may have super strength, but he was not inclined to use it on Warren unless he was pissed… and rarely even then. Will releases a soft, inaudible sigh and shuffles into the kitchen where his best friend has already helped himself to a soda, and was seated comfortably at the table.

"So tell me, Stronghold… what the hell did you do to make the hippie break up with you? I mean, come on… she's sweet, pretty, and can actually put up with your massive immaturity. What did you do?" Now, Warren was, obviously, not know for his sweet demeanor. You did not have a Super Villain father, and a Super Hero Mum, and grow up all hugs and puppies on Christmas. No, you tended to grow up angry, and vulnerable… and very quick to use harsh words, even in affection. Will was one of the few that could actually understand the difference between angry and concerned when it came to the hothead. Will groans softly. Warren was the last person he had expected to question the break up. He lifts a hand to run fingers through the feathery mop of his light brown hair, and plops gracelessly into the kitchen chair next to Warren.

"Hey man, I did nothing wrong, ok? So don't try and throw the blame on me. We just… we weren't working out. End of story." He grunts, his voice unusually cool as he addresses his friend. Of course, Warren frowns slightly at this strange change of tone. Not that he would address it or anything. To admit he realized something was bugging Will, was to admit he knew Will enough to know the kid was bummed. So instead, he sips his soda and shrugs.

"Whatever, Stronghold. So, where are you headed for the Summer?" Will shifts in his seat. Their current position was the same position they adapted anytime they sat together. Legs splayed, and knees touching in companionable comfort. Unless they were on the couch, then normally they sat shoulder to shoulder. Anyways, Will shifts suddenly, his knee leaving Warren's without a second thought as he straightens in his chair, and allows his cheek to fall gently against the cool table top. Now, Warren would never admit, but the loss of Will's knee against his was far too tangible. Why had he pulled away?

"Dunno yet. Depends on what my Parents decide. I'm just happy they trust me enough to let me take a vacation on my own." He smiles slightly, and Warren is left wondering why something that should be such a happy declaration is so stifled and withdrawn. What the hell was wrong with this kid?

"What fun. Mommy and Daddy finally letting their poor baby boy out." When Will does nothing more than merely roll his eyes, Warren begins to scowl. That should've at least earned him a good punch to the shoulder. Had he stepped into the Twilight Zone or something? It was usually Will doing everything he could to get a rise out of the hotheaded teen. When had the role reversed?

"Can it, Peace. I'm not in the mood. Anyways… I need to go finish getting packed. I'll call you later or something." And then, without even waiting for Warren to say bye, Will stands and walks dejectedly from the room… leaving Warren rather dazed, trying to figure out what had just happened…

And thus was the beginning of the most horrible Summer of Will's life…