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The morning was early. A fine mist of fog had fallen over the school field, and the sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon. The time was close to six, and Timmy's eyes just gently began to open.

His vision started off blurry, before the slightly lit room began to slowly began to clarify. Timmy was a little confused as the top of the stairs came into his view.

This wasn't his room.

He sat up, and with tired confused eyes looked out at the grey carpeted room. His eyes seeing a door to the bathroom just off to his right, while a little further down the wall, an empty walk in hallway with his dresser sitting right in front of it. He squinted to see through the large wall length window that sat at the back of the room.

Outside sat a large block of some sort with a table and a barbeque off to the left side. Timmy rubbed his eyes as he got up from his bed. The memories of yesterday slowly seeping back. He was soon sitting on the side of his bed, his head down onto his paw.

He was past the point of crying. He did that all through last night and a little last night. He slowly got up from his bed, padding over slowly to the stairs, the carpet continuing down them just as he did. Taking the turn slowly as his grogginess was worse at this time of the morning.

He didn't sleep much either, which didn't help.

He walked down to the now glossy tile floor. The snow white tiles making a nice contrast to the concrete grey walls that surrounded him in the hallway. He padded further down, padding to the opening only a few meters away.

He soon padded out and let his eyes shoot towards the massive glass wall, letting the morning sun (as little of it there was) come through and spread across his apartment.

His kitchen and eating area floor shared the same tiles as the walk way. The dinner table was a like his one at his old house. Metal framework and a thick glass plate in the middle of it all. The four chairs where four wooden poles holing up a thick cushion up, that had a bigger rectangle cushion. The view was of the back mountain with sun rising up from it. The orange, purple gradiant making him feel a little warm inside.

Turned to his kitchen. Just like his kitchen at home, was a like an electronic U. The fridge just next to him, that started the bench along the right wall and the back. It stopped next to the large pantry on the back wall. The wall however was only a short, allowing a person to walk into the living where he fell asleep last night.

The room now had his couch with two arm chairs (that didn't match the room or the couch) in front of a fire place down the bottom and his large TV placed on top.

The Tiger turned to his left to turn back to make some coffee, but the Tigers attention was caught by a sliding door.

He padded over softly and when he got up to it, he let out a soft sigh of contentment. Outside was a small garden, surrounded in one meter pots all soiled and waiting seeds. The thing itself was a meter and a half out, by three meters long. And every side had these pots side to side.

But in the middle sat a small black metal table. The design swirly and curvy instead of one thick slab of material.

Timmy slid open the door, sliding it shut behind him. He padded over gently and pulled out the metal, designed same chair before very softly taking a seat.

The temperature did send bumps all through Timmy's body; it was midwinter after all. Timmy didn't seem to care right now. All he cared about was sitting in the gentle sunlight while the reality began to really sink in.

He had no parents now. He knew that. But his brother was with him still, he had a beautiful boyfriend, a lovely apartment and friends who would die for him.

It seemed like everything was in his favour. But the hurt of rejection stings hard.

It was like having a massive party, everybody you loved there, but having sad music blaring into your ears.

You are there with all this good stuff around you, but you just felt so down and sad because that one thing affecting all of you.

Timmy sighed in the numbness of the morning, the heaviness in his chest making him having to breath that little bit heavier. His fighting down the sobs making him have to sit that little bit more slouched, and the water in his eyes having to blink that little more.

"Fuck." He whimpered gently, resting down his head upon his paw. His sobs starting off silent. They merely began as his body jolting. Until the tigers sadness caught onto his voice.

His sobs were long. They echoed through the empty school, while his other paw was clawing into his leg.

Was it that wrong being who he was? Was it so wrong that he deserved being kicked out? If not then why would his dad disown him so easily? Why did all this happen if what he is, is ok?

"Oh sweetie." Ryan said from the sliding door. Ryan padded over quickly, and gently knelt down to softly take his mate into his arms. Timmy gripped onto him, his crying louder while he gripped the tiger in sadness and frustration.

Ryan held him in close, worrying over just how tightly he was being squeezed. His mate may have cried in front of him before, but never so tightly. He began rubbing his back and softly stroking his back to try and calm him down, trying to make the smaller one he hurt to feel better.

"Why!?" Timmy cried out, "Why did they leave me!?"

"I don't know honey." Ryan said gently, his voice sounding shaky. "I didn't know he would react like this. I thought he would accept you. Th-That's why I invited them to the show..."

Timmys crying stopped for a few moments. He leaned back and let go of the tiger.

"Wh-What?" he asked, his body shivering as he looking upon his guilty, saddened face. "Wh-What do you mean?" He asked.

Ryan looked up at his mate. His eyes red and tears sliding down his cheeks. He looked upon the sadness he brought into this family. To what he had brought on to the tiger he loved.

"I called them up in the morning and told them about the concert. I told them you were performing."

Timmy looked down at Ryan. His body going into an overdrive of emotions.

It started as sadness, just feeling a little betrayed by the tiger that knew his parents didn't know about him. Then that simple fact began to swirl around and around in his head like a hurricane.

"You did what!?" Timmy yelled, standing up and pushing the larger tiger away from him. The fact of betrayal digging into his emotions, making the Tiger furious. "You fucking knew they didn't know about me and yet you fucking invite them!? What the fuck Ryan!?"

"H-Honey." Ryan said, his body in shock from the sudden raged reaction, "I-I did-didn't know!"

"Did you even fucking ask me!? Huh?" Timmy yelled out louder, his sadness and rage beginning to merge into one.

"I wanted to make everything easier on you!" Ryan yelled back, His own frustion in himself making him angry. "I wanted to make you happy!"

"Well Great fucking work Ryan!" Timmy cried out, turning to go back inside.

"Don't walk away from me!" Ryan called, walking in through the sliding door and shutting it loudly behind him.

"Why you going to fucking tell my parents, Oh wait! I don't fucking have any now!" Timmy yelled,

"It's not my fault your parents are fucking homophobes." Ryan growled out,

"Oh no it's just your fault they found out." Timmy snapped back, getting himself a glass of water. Every door he opened to try and find them getting slammed shut behind him.

"And I told you, that I'm fucking sorry about that!" Ryan yelled back,

"OH! Look at that everything's fucking fixed because you're fucking sorry!" Timmy growled, "I'll just go back to mum and dad and say 'oh hey Ryans fucking sorry'"

"Timmy I swear to fucking god." Ryan growled, "Im this fucking close."

"To what? Telling more people Im gay?" Timmy growled,

"NO That's fucking it." Ryan growled padding himself over to the elevator, "You really hate me that fucking much, fine. Good bye. Have a great fucking life! I'll be sure to stay out of the fucking way!"

"Fine!" Timmy yelled back, "Fuck my life over more!" Timmy screamed back, before a gentle ding was sent through the apartment. It was only a few moments after did everything begin to settle down.

There was silence ringing through the rooms as two very angry furs stood in shock over what was just said.

Timmy began to fall gently to the floor, sliding down until he sat on his butt looking at the counter before him.

Did he just lose the first man to ever truly love him?

Timmy's eyes began to water up once more. Why was everything changing? Why was everybody in his life leaving him?

Was he going to be alone after all this?

After a short while, he heard the elevator doors shut, but he wasn't sure if Ryan had left or not. He didn't feel like he was alone, he still felt like somebody was still with him

"D-Did we just break up?" Ryan's shaky voice came from the lounge room, making Timmy gently whimper thanking god he wasn't alone, but also angry that he was still here.

"Y-Yeah..." Timmy said back.

"Oh." Ryan said. Before a few moments later he was back in the kitchen. Sitting himself down a few steps away from Timmy. "D-Did you actually want to?" He asked, hoping that it was only the anger speaking.

"I'm mad at you Ryan..." Timmy replied, "So fucking angry at you... but I don't know..."

Ryan nodded his head and sighed softly as he rubbed his eyes,

"Well to be honest, I was going to ask you sooner or later. But hey, no time like the present. I have been curious on my sexuality lately."

"Oh fucking great." Timmy whimpered,

"Can you just fucking listen please." Ryan said agitated. "I'm not saying that because I don't find you attractive any more. I'm saying that because a few girls have been contacting me, and to be honest. I'm curious."

Timmy wasn't sure on how to respond to that. He just stared at the Tiger, trying to even comprehend on how to respond.

"Maybe this can be a good thing. For the both of us."

"How the fuck is it a good thing for me?" Timmy asked, sniffing and wiping his eye. "I'm losing the only guy who loves me."

"You'll find another guy Timmy. You're in a school full of gay guys who would chase that tail at the drop of a hat."

"I don't fucking want anybody else!" Timmy screamed out, "But if you honestly think I'm that much of a fucking slut!

"Oh Jesus Timmy no!" Ryan growled, "I'm just saying you won't be single for long. Fucking hell."

There was a long that followed. The two didn't even look at each other for that time. They both were to angered at the other to speak. Both sides knew what just happened was inevitable. Both sides knew that there was nothing that could be done. So what more was there to do?

"Look," Timmy said sighing, "I can't stop you from trying this out. It's going to hurt for a very long time. But if that's what you want to do then ok. I'm also going to be angry with you about not telling me about inviting my parents. But with all that said. I don't want to lose you as my friend."

"Me either sweetie." Ryan said back giving a small nod. "I do understand hun. I do. What I did was really wrong of me. " he sighed,

"Just go get ready for school ok? I need to rest a little more." Timmy said, pulling himself up from the floor and gently padding over to the stairs.

"Oh um. Ok Timmy." Ryan replied, "I'll um... See you soon."

Timmy paused at the stairs. He looked back down the corridor and took a final look at Ryan. Nodding his head and giving a soft sigh.

"Yeah."