Llama: shorter OS alert! Anyway, thanks again to HMLovee for finishing this for me :3 review please!

"So, why did you leave her?" Cam asked again, generally curious as he and his best friend, Ash, sat under the big oak tree by the tunnel. It'd been ten days and he still didn't answer him the first time.

"She wasn't who I thought she was," Ash replied with the same answer as always. Cam just wanted Ash to be mad, to ramble and kick the ground, and be emotional. Cam couldn't stand this quiet Ash. Frankly, it made Cam mad to see how much he really did love Lillian.

Being both Lillian and Ash's friend, he had to be the middle-man. "She's real sad, you know."

Ash shrugged, ripping the leaves off of a branch he'd picked up. Cam let out a sigh again. "It's getting harder to wake up," Ash said, mostly to himself.

Cam perked up at conversation, "How come?"

"The shades have been pulled shut," he replied simply, as if it was the most obvious thing. Cam raised a brow, confused at what he meant. But Cam did understand, if it was dark and cloudy and raining, he didn't enjoy waking up either. So, maybe it was the same concept.

"Do want me to pull your shades in the morning?" Cam offered. But Ash shook his head, staring at the ground stoically. His hand paused at destroying the innocent branch and Cam stared at his fingers. He noticed how clean they were. "How's your work been? You've been coming to me earlier than usual." Cam had a thread on Ash's confined life before the afternoons when they hung out. Was he even working now?

Ash shrugged, "I don't know," he answered honestly.

"So, you haven't been working?"

Ash shook his head. Cam grumbled a bit. He didn't understand he and Lillian's random split, when they'd been going steady for almost two years. Ash even mentioned saving up to buy her a blue feather. The first two days, Cam had to listen to their fights, and it hurt his ears. He just wanted his friends to get along. This was the last straw. Cam wanted emotion, he wanted sadness and joy and anger, not this quiet, dismissive attitude. Cam jumped to his feet, grabbing Ash's hand a little roughly and dragging the quiet boy to his feet too.

"Wh-Where are we going?" Ash stuttered, tripping over his feet as Cam dragged him along, straight to the river.

"To take a dip," Cam replied, smiling at how warm it was for spring. It'd be perfect. Ash used to love swimming here with him as kids.

"Cam, I don't wa-" Ash tried to pull his hand free, but the older boy's vice-like grip was too tight and Ash was too tired

"Nope," Cam growled. Reaching their destination shortly, Cam released him once he was sure Ash wouldn't run off. Cam started stripping, pulling his loose tie off, his dress shirt, belt, and pants. Standing in his boxers, Cam turned his attention to Ash, who stood there silently, staring at the water. Cam grumbled once again, starting to undo Ash's suspenders first. Ash didn't protest, instead looking down at Cam with a hint of emotion.

Was that a blush? Why would he blush? "Ash.." Cam paused, his hands undoing the younger boy's belt. "What's the real reason you broke it off with Lillian..?" His final try on breaking Ash. This had to work.. It just had to or he was afraid his best friend wouldn't ever come back.

"I-I can't tell you.." Ash turned his head away, breaking eye contact. His eyes showed traces of worry. Cam let his grasp go on Ash's belt. Ash's hands flew into his pockets and his attention stayed on the ground.

"Why? I'm your best friend.." Cam frowned. A small feeling of sadness crawled up inside him. He wanted to help Ash in any way he could, but Ash didn't seem to trust him.

"You just wouldn't.. understand."

"I can try. Ash, you can tell me anything." Cam took a step closer to the shorter boy. The florist placed a hand on Ash's right shoulder and looked down into his eyes. "I know I may not always be the best conversationalist, but.."

"Okay, fine," Ash paused. "there is someone else." Ash bit his lip and looked up to read Cam's face.

Cam looked confused; his eyebrows crinkled. After two years, Ash realizes someone else is right for him? He thought for a moment before he spoke, "Oh, Georgia?"

"No.." Ash scoffed, seeming almost amused at the actually not so ridiculous thought.

"Laney, then?" Cam asked, squinting his eyes a bit. Cam would be a bit shocked if this was true, as Ash knew Cam had a minor thing for Laney. Cam never acted upon it, but it was always there. Something told him to not pursue her too much.

"Try again." Ash plopped down on the grass in front of the water. "Even though you'll never guess.." Ash murmured, barely audible. Cam followed. Still just in his boxers, the grass tickled Cam's legs and feet. Beautiful flowers grew all over these parts. The water glimmered under the sunlight.

"There aren't any more girls in Bluebell.." Cam looked up to the sky for a second. He snapped his fingers. "Oh, she is from Konohana and you are worried people will judge you if you like someone from there?"

"You aren't getting any warmer." Ash sighed.

"I honestly don't know who else.." Cam grimaced. "A-Are they older? Or married?"

"Dammit, no. Of course not, Cam." Ash rolled his eyes. He crossed his arms over his chest.

"I-I.." Cam began.

"It's, YOU, okay? It's you." Ash finally blurted out.

Cam stared at the boy next to him, dumbfounded. His eyes widened. A blush spread across his entire face. The rancher was not kidding. He glared at Cam, waiting for a reaction. The awkward seconds that passed seemed like hours. Cam ran his hands over the grass surrounding them, trying anything to hide his surprise. He stared at the ground and could not bring himself to make eye contact once again. "M-Me?" Cam stuttered.

"Yes. I told you. You don't get it." Ash groaned.

Cam finally stared back at Ash. He squinted a bit, trying to understand the important new information that was suddenly thrown at him. Ash was gay and liked him. He noticed Ash's expression turning softer. Cam gulped. His hands created a fist around a patch of weeds. He could feel sweat drip down the back of his neck. He felt self-conscious, sitting in only his underwear. The last thing Cam remembered thinking was 'Oh, what the hell.'

Cam launched himself at the boy in the red cap. His lips captured Ash's and pressed hard. Ash gasped with a tense mouth. Cam did everything he could to ease Ash into the kiss. Ash's hands stayed firmly at their sides, but Cam's took the chance to explore. They moved their way up Ash's shoulders and neck. Their lips moved in sync as both finally got used to each other's movements.

Cam pulled away for air, but not pulling back enough to be far from Ash. Their foreheads stayed connected. Ash could feel Cam's warm breath on his upper lip. Ash couldn't believe what was happening. He couldn't talk. Still sitting, the couple tried to catch their breath.

"T-This could work.." Cam sighed, satisfied and nodding to his words.

Ash simply moaned. His lips still tingled and his brain was in a jumbled mess. He breathed out, actually feeling like he could cry. He had been so frightened to confess to his best friend. Ash gently brushed a strand of hair behind Cam's ear.

"You think so?" Ash smiled. He giggled, staring at Cam's still exposed body.

"I really do." Cam barely finished before pulling Ash into a tight embrace.