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[ORIGINAL] Each console has its price

Title: Each console has its price
Fandom: Original
Characters: Billy and Franz (Francis William)
Rating: PG13 (language)
Word Count: 2753 ( fiumidiparole)
Summary: Billy did not want to go to training, not that night and maybe never.
Notes: Written for the WWF Fest of fiumidiparole with the theme hurt / comfort . This story is part of a long series of dolls that I share with koorime_yu but can be read as an independent story. From the chronological point of view is somewhat 'Ask Before How many roads must a man walk down (before you can Call Him A Man?) and after pain clings cruelly to us of koorime_yu . Happy reading


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Billy did not want to go to training, not that night and maybe never.
would have preferred to withdraw into a room with enough ice cream and candy to explode in a conflagration of sugars and dyes such as to shake the whole universe, because something terrible had happened and the world had stopped, in fact, continued to turn indifferent and without a scratch.
Billy sitting on the back of the bench contemplating the total lack of public concern about the black hole of rage and pain that he had planted in the stomach and that he thought it was obvious to anyone passing by. Could not understand what had happened while the wild emotions and thoughts swirled in my head confusing than the threshold of management. That's why we had clung to the only commitment that brought him back a little 'closer to rationality and who always wanted to exercise control over himself and what he's turned around, thinking that skipping the workout room and shut himself in to die of grief in peace was the only possible solution.
finally took back a rational decision that had to regain mastery over himself, he found the strength to rise from the bench on which was alone and had started to return home.
Unfortunately, once there , his brother Leo had not given time to say a word but he had pushed him in the room and growled to make a move to prepare the bag because he had no time to lost behind a mocciosetto able to arrive late even to his funeral. Overwhelmed by the tonnage of his brother, and completely empty of any emotion he had simply made an easy task given only to avoid having to strain and rebel. So he found the door of the gym where he trained the football team without knowing how it had arrived, but a vague memory of her brother, who discharged him to the front after having accompanied, by running away to one of his countless engagements with the course of physical therapy, or some mysterious girl with whom he had a romantic date. The thought of his brother with a girl gave him her heart in a painful sob of longing and sorrow that he drowned in blood quickly, biting her lips and entering the charging step in the gym with every intention of massacres of hard to forget whatever happened that afternoon. ***

Training was, of course, went a disgusting and Billy was so often on the verge of tears every time Sandro's yelling to get a move on and not do the sissy that he had to take a couple of breaks not provided in the dressing room not to burst out crying like a baby in the middle of the field.
Fortunately, the agony was over quickly, at least in the middle of the field, and Billy found himself as usual to take a shower for last time after losing intentionally to put away the balls. It would not be able to face or another heated discussion with one of the best friends of his sister who seemed to enjoy to treat him like a rag, or the look of careful control with which the other best friend Nora heavily emphasized considering how little the responsible adult. To make matters worse two older brothers, two parents and two seconds to make him feel a protective hyper puppy inadequate to face life alone.
When he entered the dressing room he found him, luckily for him, almost deserted. Luchino, from which he hoped to have a minimum of friendly support, he was gone immediately with a nod because he had to study, so Billy was content to not face anyone. He undressed quickly and without thinking too much about, putting in a shower that he hoped a little 'hot water. But, given the day, the cold surge that struck the back of his head did not surprise him that much but totally ditching every glimmer of hope to survive the burden of adversity that happened to him. The shower was quick and depressing and very soon found himself shuffling in the locker room with a towel to cover their hair and face, forcing him to rely on instinct and force of habit for not going to bump into anything. Too bad that only the intercepted arms hugging him briefly to a toned body and powerful, spring then immediately avoid a painful confrontation with the massage table. Billy did slip the cloth on the body to finish drying agganciandoselo alive to see his savior. Of course, since the bad luck came in pairs, here before him, Francis, cool friend of his sister, the one that treated him like a child. At least Jo, making him two years to weigh the difference between them with jokes and sarcastic comments on the taste for heavy children of his girlfriend - cock, Laura ... a surge of anger and regret it for a moment, confused, the gave the excuse to blow off steam and picks a fight with words and a couple of times with her fist. Francesco instead treated him with so much respect and care that made him doubt to be able to take care of himself. This enraged him twice, first because he was proud and did not want anyone thought of having to deal with him and the second because he did it with so much innocence does not really make him assume bad intentions.
How do you get angry with someone who wants to be nice to you just because you think that having two older brothers is not enough? often wondered, whenever that is, on the edge of the attack was hysterical when Franz had the beers or worried that he had a ride home.
Billy decided it was not night to be educated, so after having reserved a look and a quick nod of thanks passed him to get his bag and change quickly, hoping that his brother was waiting outside and do not grumble too much for his chronically late.
"I forgot the car keys."
If interested, Billy would have noticed that the tone was embarrassed by someone who had something he wanted to say and did not know how to begin. But the only need to Billy was to come out quickly from the dressing room to be able to fold into his room and find a way to vent a little 'lump of emotions that stirred within. The answer only with a grunt with downcast eyes as he began to dress. But the other only left him time to put on shorts and jeans and dive in the stock market in search of socks, giving him hope that he was gone, before trying to attack button again.
"heavy training, eh?" Billy
this time not even taken the trouble to respond, if not with a shrug and continue to look for his clothes.
"Sandro tonight had it with you, but you ... just seemed distracted."
commented quietly making fists to Billy to keep itself the rispostaccia that had risen rapidly to his lips. He had to repeat a few times all the formulas of solid geometry rehearse with his cousin Victoria last weekend not to respond to get their dicks once and for all and to resume the peace. It took a while 'but then the relaxation technique seemed to work and he pulled out a neutral tone to reassure him and dismiss him together.
"Yes, I played the fuck , but it was evening. Look, you need not wait for me, there's certainly outside my brother Leo, I do not need a ride. "
Assuming that Franz was still there to control it was to remain on foot in the dark and stormy night when, in every corner, there was a brute who was a threat to his under damsel in distress.
Yes, Franz definitely brings out the prickly side of me, Billy was repeated with a tired smile.
"To tell you the truth out there is none. Are you sure that you are taking? "Said Franz
cautiously concerned. Then Billy turned abruptly, and without thinking that he had not noticed what she was saying when he downloaded his brother against his will in front of the gym, if taken with the guy in front of him called him with an aggressive tone.
"How not?"
Since Franz was certainly not a sensible answer for him and was certainly not the fault of that setback, he decided to divert his hostility toward his bag, underscoring every sentence with a well-placed kick to the rigid structure of wearing shoes.
"And how the fuck wants to come home?" He gave another blow that reverberated in the locker room empty.
" Holy shit, it was not difficult to expect, but no, rest assured fucking somewhere ... "Another kick to reiterate the concept.
"And of course Dad and I will give him reason to break the fuck from here to eternity because they are not able to organize even a simple thing like a ride home."
The heat of the last two shots had thrown her bag in the middle of the locker room without Franz Behaviour of a millimeter or give signs of being somewhat upset. The reaction was exaggerated but Billy really had to vent all the anger that was boiling inside. Only when the bare foot is beginning to be realized to feel the pain completely emptied and broke the boundaries in which he had forced through the afternoon. He sat down on the bench, hiding her face in her hands, her shoulders were shaking with shock and long delayed, so far, denied every molecule of his body. But at that moment the wave swept him completely and fully realized only weep silently when a couple of tears fell down, darkening the floor of the locker room and then disappeared afterwards. Franz recorded that just sat on the bench beside keeping a dignified distance uneasy about being unable to handle an event so strange as to seem alien: Men in tears.
Man, then ... what a big word. A kid in tears!
Billy believed that simply would not have stopped whining and even more cautious and manly pats of encouragement from Franz was able to stop the avalanche of pain that was pouring out from his eyes. Only when the tapping stopped and were replaced by the presence of a warm and enveloping arm around its shoulders and on, come on, nothing happened , turned into a whisper and involved William, just , Billy was able to take enough breath to breathe again and hold on to the sweater to get Franz tighten a bit 'more in a warm reassuring hug. Just felt the hesitation of the other, it was lost in trying to retrieve a breath a bit 'smoother and understand why the smell of Francis seemed so familiar.
is what lingers in a room with Nora even after he's gone!
Billy was almost caught by surprise by lighting and then a nasty derailment question for a moment from all his pain.
They will go to bed together? Any thoughts
tramp disappeared when Frank tried clumsily to say a few words of consolation loosening a bit 'awkward embrace.
"Hey, nothing happened, ok? You know to be the favorite of Sandro, a workout for the fuck you do not expel me from the team ... and to get home no problem, I'll take you. "
Billy long before he sighed to regain enough control to be explained, though she could not let him believe that he did take a hysterical for so little.
"No, no ... not that." He began to justify, without looking up, too embarrassed to have started screaming like a child with one that looked almost a stranger. Franz obviously not content with that and grabbed her shoulders to move away from him that long to get his eyes.
"So what happened is serious? Nora is right? Your family? "
questioned him immediately worried. Billy bit her lips and then tried to lift her face to spy on the reactions of Francis and confessed embarrassed and demoralized.
"... I remember Laura, my girlfriend?"
Franz chuckled and confirmed malicious.
"Of course I remember ... the whole team has seen the inside when you give us no trouble making out in the parking lot."
Billy frowned eyebrows surprised and then replicate.
"exaggerated, we will have some data kiss ..." Franz
could not suppress another giggle and a light slap on the nape of the boy who still had not moved away by the embrace.
"Believe me, there were open bets on how long you would put to seeing on the hood of the car's Sandra ... that he had not appreciated at all. "
Billy snorted so melodramatic and then put his cheek on his shoulder muscular Franz and grumble.
"Well, it does not need to worry ... there will be no scenes inappropriate for me."
Francis wrapped an arm around her shoulders to hold it briefly before letting him go asking a participant.
"What happened?"
Billy took another deep breath and finally admitted with great difficulty.
"I ... I have given up this afternoon at the park. ... There is a boy she likes and it's bigger than me .... "He bit his lips so much and his eyes were huge and so sorry that Franz feared that could burst into tears again, but Billy stuck out his lower lip in a pout, and continued to complain.
"I am seventeen, I'm not big enough for her? Ok, she's nineteen, but he always said I was mature for my age. "
" Uh, you're seventeen? And I gave you it twelve! " Oddly
Billy did not want to be offended, as many times as it happened that someone gave him the boy. In fact, I find it funny give its tone to that of good-natured fun of Franz.
"But how much you asshole! You see that you're old and you fell for your eyes! "
Franz laughed and then leaned on him. For one brief moment, Billy was feeling totally insane that Franz had filed to give him a kiss on the mouth but then the other gave him a header on the front railings of the instant game and Billy forgot the past year. When the giggles
almost hysteria subsided, Franz Billy away from him, removed the hair from his eyes and stared at him intently, saying with a reassuring tone.
"Hey, I know it hurts, but sometimes it happens to be left behind."
Billy lowered his eyes only a moment, a tear still entangled in the dark lashes, and then go back to look at Francis and a single nod time.
"You'll see that soon you'll find another girl to fall in love."
This time Franz was rewarded with a tiny smile in the eyes of Billy Green.
"You ..." she hesitated Franz Billy took a moment and the embarrassment of a straight male who turns a compliment to another male. "You're cute, no? In short, the girls like you ... "
Billy moved away the hair from her eyes with a nonchalant gesture and asserted with conviction.
"You also likes girls, as I've seen making out with that girl the other day after the game," Billy just noticed the grimace of annoyance Franz, perhaps for having been caught in intimate behavior, but not emphasized continuing with its reasoning. "But we never speak of your mysterious girl."
the lip line of Franz suddenly hardened and the response was much drier than Billy had expected.
"I have no mysterious girl ... I prefer to have fun."
Billy snorted amused and then walked away a bit 'less hysterical and desperate embrace of the medium in which they were still stuck. He chewed his lips in embarrassment and then asked quickly.
"Hey, would you give me a ride home?"
Franz smiled again and then said, brightening.
"Only if you give a move, you can be such a snail sometimes. "



*** Later, in the car, Billy lowered the radio volume and cleared his throat a few times before I could say what he wanted.
"Hey, well ... thanks for the first, in the locker room." To the casual shrug of Franz took a deep breath and asked for another favor.
"Look, you could not shut up with my sister and Jo? Let's say nothing happened? "
Franz laughed and handed him a playful punch on the shoulder before answering.
"Ok, it will be our secret."



*** One of the many I have with you, love. He thought
Francis burying his regret and his despair at the bottom of a gentle smile thankful for the look of the boy she loved.