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Swallow The Moon	By : GhostHelwig Category: +1 through F > Ed, Edd, and Eddy Views: 9539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ed Edd and Eddy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer – I don’t own or profit from Ed, Edd N Eddy or “The Boys Of Summer.” The Eds belong to the Cartoon Network, the song to The Ataris (and, I guess, to Don Henley, who did the original). Rated R for sexual situations and a whole bunch of stuff in the other chapters (for full warnings, see those chapters). Say it with me now – this is a slash story. If you don’t know that by this time, you have more mental difficulties than Ed does, and reading this won’t help you.
Thanks once more to darthelwig for the inspiration, and for pointing out to me that this song fit Edd and Eddy so very well. I hope you like what I did with it, dart.
For the curious, the memory Double D references took place in “Hot Buttered Ed,” the one where the Eds scheme to get better spots by the creek when Kevin steals theirs.
Anyway, enjoy. Peace, all.
Never Look Back
Two weeks, four days gone. Double D was taking the long way around the cul-de-sac, just enjoying his walk. It was good to be able to walk and breathe at the same time again, and no one else was around – most likely they were all still sleeping off the after-effects of Nazz’s blow-out yesterday.
“Nobody on the road...”
He stopped underneath the shade of the small hill that overlooked the cul-de-sac’s ‘beach,’ breathing in the morning air. In his mind, three boys plotted their way into this very spot; he could hear their laughter, their bickering, the love behind their irritation.
“Nobody on the beach.”
He breathed in again, slowly, and the boys were gone.
“I feel it in the air.”
He knelt down, running his hands over the gritty sand. He could almost feel their innocence still in this place.
Almost.
“The summer’s out of reach.”
So much had changed, for all of them. Not just Ed, Eddy, and himself, but the other kids as well. Though they’d turned on him, turned him out, he found he bore them no ill will. He’d loved them all for far too long.
“Empty lake...”
They didn’t love him. He knew that now. But that... was inconsequential.
“Empty streets...”
He rose and began the walk back to his house, still gingerly holding his stomach. Four days since the beating, and though he could walk and breathe again, it still hurt something incredibly fierce. He’d done what he could with his medical supplies, but that really hadn’t been enough. He just had to live with the pain-
But it wasn’t as if that was new to him.
“The sun goes down alone.”
Instead of going to his house Double D found his feet carrying him to Eddy’s. He’d made that trek so many times – it felt natural to do it now.
It was all he could do to exert enough control that he stayed across the street.
“I’m drivin’ by your house...”
Just by looking at the house he knew Eddy wasn’t there. Some part of him knew that Eddy hadn’t spent last night within the confines of the cul-de-sac, had instead been in the home and arms of a new one-night-stand, but Double D very politely told that annoyingly logical voice to shut up and leave him alone.
“...though I know you’re not home.”
He could see Eddy leaving that house, just last summer. He could see him so clearly...
“But I can see you...”
He closed his eyes to bring the picture of Eddy into sharper focus. This, at last, brought him a semblance of peace.
“Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun.”
Eddy, not yet ruffled by life or Ed, wearing his best summer duds and his favorite sunglasses while looking cool, calm, and collected – and sexy. To Double D, Eddy’s insufferable arrogance had become, over the years, incredibly sexy.
“You got your hair combed back...”
Double D’s mouth was a desert, barren and dry. But his lips were surprisingly wet...
God, he wanted Eddy so bad...
“...and your sunglasses on, baby.”
Eddy’s car drove up; Double D recognized the roar of the engine and stepped into the shadows by Rolf’s house before he could be seen. Even before Eddy got out Double D’s eyes lasered in on him. How he missed being in that car with that boy, driving anywhere, driving nowhere, or even just steaming up the backseat while parked on a deserted stretch of road...
“And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong...”
Someone else – quite a few someones – shared those hot, intimate moments now. But it didn’t matter. Double D knew without a doubt that nothing Eddy experienced now could compare with what they’d once shared.
“After the boys of summer have gone.”
Even their first night together had been incomparable. Double D remembered being nervous, a tightly wound bundle of nerves, until Eddy smiled at him.
“I never will forget those nights.”
How beautiful every touch had been then, beautiful and oddly unexpected. They’d been so unsure of themselves, of their place in the other’s arms and beds, back then, but it had just rendered every kiss and caress a little more special.
“I wonder if it was a dream.”
It was so hard to believe all of this had really happened. But when he rubbed up his arms he felt the bite mark Eddy had left on his shoulder in the heat of passion – and smiled to himself. It had all been real. Definitely real.
“Remember how you made me crazy?”
All those nights, learning and living, letting Eddy learn all the secrets of his body as he’d already learned all the secrets of his heart and soul – he nearly moaned with the memories of hot, slick, silk skin and gentle yet somehow rough and desperate hands running all over his sensitive body...
“Remember how I made you scream?”
And the body he’d been allowed to explore to his heart’s content... Not skinny like his own, but to his eyes, even more beautiful by far... There was a sweet spot just underneath Eddy’s jawline that, when tenderly licked, kissed, or sucked, drove him mad with desire, and as such it was one of Double D’s favorite spots upon which to lavish attention... He missed it. He missed everything.
“Now I don’t understand what happened to our love...”
He could not understand how he and Eddy had ended up like this – alone, apart. But as he snuck across the street to Eddy’s house, one lone fact remained certain-
He was still head-over-heels in love with his best friend.
“But babe, I’m gonna get you back.”
Something had snapped in Double D the day of the beating – and surprisingly enough, it hadn’t been a rib. No, what had broken was his resolve. He remembered all his well-thought-out reasons for leaving-
He just no longer cared.
“I’m gonna show you what I’m made of.”
But just because his mind had changed that didn’t mean he could just waltz back in to Eddy’s life. Eddy might not forgive him, might not want him-
Might not love him.
“I can see you...”
In all the time Double D had been lost in his own thoughts, Eddy had gone into his house. Some of the others were out in the street now, but Double D cowered in the shadows cast by the house itself, safe from their prying, judgmental eyes, and waited.
“Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun.”
Finally, finally, Eddy came back outside, just as Double D had known he would. Eddy never really had been one for alone time...
Unless said alone time involved a willing, naked body to be ‘alone’ with...
“I see you walkin’ real slow...”
Eddy’s jaunty strut and cocky, oddly friendly grin warmed Double D’s cold insides in all kinds of ways.
“...and you’re smilin’ at everyone.”
Double D watched intently as Eddy smiled carefully and emotionlessly at Nazz as he passed her. His meticulously controlled and modulated expression gave away nothing, but Double D wasn’t fooled – Eddy must care about her. He’d liked her – loved her? – for too long for him not to.
“I can tell you my love for you will still be strong...”
But if Double D had to compete with her for Eddy’s affection, he would try. He would undoubtedly fail – who could compete with the beautiful, irresistible Nazz and win? Certainly not him – but he would still try. Eddy was worth it.
“After the boys of summer have gone.”
But what a cruel joke this was, like some sort of sick, unwanted twist of karma. He’d resented being Eddy’s dirty little secret, and so Eddy ended up becoming Nazz’s. It was a perverse situation, to say the least.
“Out on the road today...”
He watched Eddy walking away, towards the small beach, and found himself in the odd position of being utterly furious with Nazz. How could anyone be lucky enough to share Eddy’s bed and not be proud?
“I saw a Black Flag sticker on a Cadillac.”
Nazz watched Eddy leave while Double D studied her. She looked slightly put out, but not nearly as crushed as he would’ve been if Eddy had looked at him so coldly.
For the first time ever, Double D decided that Nazz was a fool.
“A little voice inside my head said...”
As he snuck after Eddy, careful to remain unseen by anyone, he tried to ignore the whining voice of reason that was again trying to rear its ugly, unwelcome head.
“’Don’t look back.’”
You can’t go back, was its insidious whisper. You ended it, and now it’s all over.
“’You can never look back.’”
He won’t want you.
Double D tried to ignore it, to push it away.
He won’t want you.
“I thought I knew what love was...”
To think he’d once believed he was intelligent, at least intelligent enough and mature enough to handle a relationship. What did science and learning teach you about love? Considering his home life, it was only natural he’d screwed his relationship with Eddy up so badly – he’d probably known less that was right about love than anyone with even half his I.Q.
“What did I know?”
But he couldn’t let this guilt and self-flagellation, no matter how deserved, break him. His relationship with Eddy might be over, but that didn’t mean he had to let it end.
“Those days are gone forever...”
He wanted Eddy back...
“I should just let them go but...”
And it was about time he did something about that.
“I can see you...”
He watched from a short, safe distance away as Eddy settled on the ground in their once-coveted spot by the creek. How beautiful and tragic Eddy looked, backlit by the slowly fading sun, with the water glowing magically behind him. Double D had been going to approach him, had been steeling himself to do so ever since his utter failure to talk to him when they were in Nazz’s bathroom. He’d been too nervous and constrained by the party and the general atmosphere to broach the subject of their dead relationship then; he was too distracted to do it now.
“Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun.”
So he watched Eddy glow, and he didn’t say anything at all.
“You got that top pulled down...”
It was getting dark, and perhaps that contributed to him not noticing Nazz until she was practically on top of Eddy. And before he could adjust or prepare, she was lowering herself into Eddy’s lap and Eddy was taking off her tanktop, her undershirt.
“...and that radio on, baby.”
Their moans reached his ears even as far away as he was. Eddy’s voice taunted him, made him cringe inside. Nausea gripped him, and suddenly his bruises were throbbing painfully all over again.
“And I can tell you...”
He couldn’t talk to him now. He couldn’t say anything, now.
“My love for you will still be strong...”
He tried to tell himself that whatever Eddy did with Nazz didn’t matter, wouldn’t change anything, couldn’t mean more than any other one-night-stand.
But he couldn’t make himself believe it.
“After the boys of summer have gone.”
On unsteady legs he forced himself to turn away.
“I can see you...”
He could almost hear the young boy he’d once been crying at this foul corruption of his private memories.
What he would never realize was that what he’d heard had been real – he’d been listening to his own sobbing.
“Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun.”
His instincts kept him walking in the shadows, but he wasn’t noticing a thing. All he could see in his mind’s eye was Nazz’s long, slender fingers curling in Eddy’s hair, Eddy’s lips on her shoulder. Double D’s bitten shoulder pulsated pleasurably, in sympathy, reminding him of all he had lost.
“You got that hair slicked back...”
Even through his pain he hoped Eddy and Nazz thought to be careful. A pregnancy in this stage of their lives would be-
Why was he allowing himself to care? They were both adults, capable of making their own choices and their own mistakes. If Nazz ended up pregnant, it wouldn’t affect his life at all.
“...and those Wayfarers on, baby.”
But it would. Despite it all, he cared about Nazz, and she was a clerk in a sporting goods store – how could she support a child? And Eddy-
Eddy was just beginning his life. He was starting college, moving out, leaving here – a baby would end it all.
And more importantly to Double D at the moment, a baby would mean Nazz had won.
“I can tell you...”
He would lose Eddy, to a baby, no doubt about that-
He didn’t realize he’d reached his own house until he found his hand wrapping around his bedroom doorknob. With the turn of the knob he told himself, he forced himself, to drop this pointless, depressing train of thought. Whatever happened would happen, and there was nothing he could do about it.
He went into his bedroom, closed the door-
“My love for you will still be strong...”
And stopped dead in his tracks.
“After the boys of summer have gone.”
“Pardon me, but - what’re you doing here?”
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