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FanFiction - Casey & Zeke - Highspeed to love (8 / ???)

Hello everyone. I hope you can enjoy a wonderful sunny weekend like I do. Well, it was a bit stressing at work yesterday - seems like all people wants to buy flowers for their garden now - but whatever. Sunday - a day off - Tiger is sleeping beside me, enjoying the warm sun - yesterday I've gotten my new CD by Celtic Thunder and it's great. God, I so love these boys. So wonderful voices.

Aaaand: I finally managed to write a bit, though I'm still behind with reading.

Title: Highspeed to love (8/ ???)
Fandom:  Zeke; Casey; OMC (no pairings)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: of course, not mine
Author's notes: AU without Marybeth and Herrington High - Zeke is 23 years old in this story, living in Youngstown, Ohio - Casey, is 18 years old and loves ... cooking. Or what do you think ?  ;)

Previous parts: one / two / three / four / five / six / seven /

Zeke hurried into his office. He had been there two hours ago to offer Casey spaghetti for dinner - of course only tinned ones - but the boy had been still asleep. Zeke had left him alone again and wondered, when he had been able to relax that much for the last time.

Now Casey was sitting on the couch, knees pulled up, the book rested in his lap. A mug with coffee was standing beside him on the desk. Ben turned around when Zeke entered the office.

"What is he still doing here?"

Great. Throughout the day he had had no thoughts for Ben. Though he should have known how he would react. Ben never trusted others easily. And his first meeting with Casey had been anything but pleasant. Zeke decided to play cool.

"He needs a place to stay," he answered.
"I told him that he can crash here for a few days!"

Ben blinked wildly.
"Damned. How can he dare it? He is such a freeloader!"

Before Zeke could say something, Casey snarled:
"I'm not! I'm gonna work for it!"

"Working? Here?"
Ben huffed derisively.
"What do you know about cars, huh?"

"Ähm ... cars?"

Ben rolled his eyes.
"This is a garage, you know. We are repairing cars. And I bet, you don't even know where to look for the motor."

Casey kept quiet for a moment. Finally he shrugged.
"Well, it's not all about stupid cars. I bet, you don't even know the meaning of blanching. Or poaching."


Ben looked confused and Zeke chuckled slightly.
"Cooking, I guess," he explained.

"What? What the hell are you talking about? You don't know anything about cooking."

"No, I don't," Zeke agreed.
"But obviously he does!"

"Holy shit! How geeky is this?"

"Oh, shut up, you moron," Casey hissed.
"At least I know how to make an omelette. And Zeke likes it. He wants me to make breakfast for him every day!"

This made Ben speechless. Dumbfound he stared at Zeke who tried hard not to laugh out loud. This was fun - the two boys fighting like two cats in heat. But it was better to stop it now. He knew, he couldn't make them to like each other, but they had to get on with each other at least for the next few days. He turned to Ben.

"So, driving lesson," he asked.
"Got the key?"

Ben shrugged but still hesitated to follow Zeke outside.
"Wait! You don't want to leave him here alone, do you?"

Zeke sighed slightly.
"Yes Ben, I will," he said, trying hard to stay calm.
"I don't think that he needs a babysitter. Unless you would like to invite him to come with us!"

"Oh shit, no way!"
Ben snorted, grabbed the key from the desk and rushed out of the garage. Casey smirked.

"Have fun," he called.

Zeke rolled his eyes and followed Ben over to the old Audi which the two of them had restored together. Ben looked still moody. Zeke nudged him slightly.

"Hey, c'mon. Give him a chance. You know what people told me when I decided to give you a job? If I had listened to them you wouldn't be here today!"

For a moment Ben kept quiet. Finally he took a deep breath.
"Just be careful, okay," he said.
"He sneaks into your life and then ... bang!"

Zeke chuckled amused.
"Bang ... what?"

Ben shrugged.
"Just bang. I can feel it. He's not telling you everything."

"Well, he doesn't need to," Zeke said.
"It's not that I wanna marry him. He is just staying for a few days. Not later than a few weeks he's gonna leave Youngstown anyway and we will probably never see him again."

"If you say so," Ben snarled.
But however, I will keep an eye on him!"

go to part 9
Tags: casey & zeke, fan fiction
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