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Lyrics in Bold are called "Outside" By the Band Staind.
"All the times that I felt insecure for you, But I'm on the Outside and I'm looking in. I can see through you, see your True Colours"
Rory had imagined this moment for Weeks, well Months. But each time it was different. At First in his Dreams, he'd meet Nate in a casual Setting. Then as the Months went on the DayDreams and thoughts about meeting Nate and talking to him became more...tactile. Needless to say Rory MacDonald's sheets were getting Sweatier by the day.
Now he was sweating Heavily but for a Different reason. He knew he shouldn't be physically Intimidated by Nate. Nate was three Inches shorter. Rory was more Muscular than him right now, plus at UFC 129, Rory had fought and Beaten Diaz in his Home-Town. So he knew that if push came to shove that he could take the Diaz Brother on.
However tonight, every-time Nate looked at him, Rory's Insides turned into Jelly. Nate had this weird ability to appear scary, by Invading your space. He'd look you Straight in the Eyes, and give Rory a look that would make him feel an Inch tall. Rory didn't understand why Nate was trying to make him feel Guilty.
"I...I haven't done anything wrong" Rory said.
"Why did you sneak off to my Gym... Your Dumb-ass thought I would never find out right?" Nate said.
"It's a Free country I can go wherever I want" Roy said.
He moved towards the door and opened it. Instead of inwards towards Nate he left and started Sprinting.
"I'll leave you in Peace" Rory Shouted, feeling his legs tensing up as the wind Tickled his ears.
Unfortunately for Rory, Running was Nate's Strong point, and one of his most Obssesive Hobbies. Within what felt like Seconds, Rory could feel Nate by his side.
"Hey Woah" Nate said tapping Rory on the arm. When Rory didn't stop, he grabbed him. Rory stopped with a Jolt, dazed by his Touch.
"Rory you've been training all day. You can't run too" Nate said.
"Can't I? I'm good" Rory said he turned to Run, but Awakwardly Twisted his Ankle. He cringed with Embarrasment as his legs Crossed and he began to fall. Only for Nate to grab him by the waist. When Both fighters had fought at UFC 129 Rory had been the Bigger Fighter. Now they were around the same Weight. But Rory was still Surprised at how Strong Nate was.
"Don't try to be my Brother" Nate said. "I'm taking you back in, before you Anderson Silva your legs"
So that's how Rory found himself on His Couch with a Jug of Strawberry Squash on the table.
He Talked to Nate about Duffy, Firas and Georges. He told Nate about how he'd hit Duffy. But not Why. He told Nate that he'd got Frustated. Now Duffy was in Hospital and his Fight was Postponed.
"As Fighters, we all do that shit. When Duffy get's well take him out for a Beer" Nate said twisting open a Diet Coke Bottle.
"That's why Firas didn't invite me to GSP's Black Belt thing. He doesn't like me anymore. He doesn't Trust me. None of them do. GSP is nice but...Because of Me Duffy doesn't get to fight in his Home-Town. You must have fought in California. I've fought in Canada. Fighters love fighting in their home-Town. I took that away from him. And Firas won't give me Duffy's number so I can't even Text the Guy" Rory said Down-Trodden.
"I ain't never fought in Stockton. Maybe I need to call Dana to set up that Shit" Nate said. "Wait a Sec"
Rory poured out another cup of Squash as he watched Nate get on his phone. Moment's later Nate got up and chucked his Smart-phone into Rory's lap. Rory looked at the Screen and saw a Mobile number on it.
"Yeah?" Rory asked.
"It's Duffy's Number. You wanna sort this shit? Call him" Nate said with a Shrug.
It was a nice thing to do. And Rory had wanted this number ever since he'd screwed up. But he briefly looked at the Number, then he chucked it back to Nate, but it fell on the floor instead.
"Fuck!" Nate yelled running towards his phone.
"Sorry. Thanks for that. But...I'll talk to Duffy, when I'm not a total Paranoid mess. I've ruined his Irish Comeback. He probably won't wanna hear anything I've got to say. Besides nothing I say is going to make him better" Rory said.
He began to lift his legs up, when Nate briskly walked over to the sofa and patted his legs down. Rory shuffled across to make room for him. Rory wished he hadn't taken that Early run. His Sweat smelled so bad, he literally wanted to go the Bathroom and peel his own skin off.
Self conscious, he got up.
"Where you going?" Nate asked leaning up.
Rory Ignored him. He went to his room, and got a Flannel. The shower Button was outside on the Bathroom. He pressed it and went inside. He took his T-shirt off and Squirted Shower Gel on the flannel. He Quickly soaped himself down. He reached for the Shower, head so that he could spray the soap off.
But then the water stopped immediately.
"Shit" Rory moaned. This had happened before.
He pulled the curtain back to sort it out. But then he saw Nate in front of him.
"I'll be out in a Sec" Rory said, he didn't even question why Nate was there, looking at him half Naked. He just wanted Nate to see him looking and smelling Better than Rotten Fish.
"You couldn't shower after my ass had gone" Nate asked.
"Sorry..It was rude...I'm...I'm... just an Asshole these Days" Rory shrugged.
He tried to smile, but couldn't. He watched Nate Lightly thump the shower wall in Frustration.
"Rory let the Duffy thing go"
"Maybe I should give Duffy money...you know, for the Hospital stuff" Rory said.
"How? Tight ass Dana ain't paying you shit. You can barely afford to turn the light on in this dump. Nevermind pay for another fighters Bills" Nate smirked.
Rory was surprised by the Bitterness in Nate's voice. He was also offended. He never thought of his Apartment as a Dump, he wanted to see Nate's place. He figured it wasn't much different than his own.
"I just wanna put this right. I wanna make Tri-Star feel better" Rory said.
He tried to push past Nate, until Nate blocked him. Rory didn't want any confrontation, so he stepped back-wards. Nate responded by getting into his face. The Fighters were nose to nose. But Rory stared at the floor.
"Would it make you feel Better...if...I told you that... I threw that Fanta Can at you?" Nate asked.
"What?" Rory asked, totally confused.
"That night we made out. I told you that it was the Girls, that threw the can. Those Slutty ones, dressed like Hoes. I told you that they did it. They didn't...I did" Nate told him.
"Why...?" Rory asked curious as to why he was telling him this now.
"Cause I wanted to talk to you, I wanted to get your attention and I didn't know how" Nate said.
"Have you heard Adele on the Radio? Hello would have been a Start" Rory said.
He shook his head and ran his hand through his hair. He hadn't washed that yet either. He decided that to cut the Tension by being Straight forward. He looked at Nate's Trousers, to stop looking at the Tightness of Nate's Damp Blue T-shirt.
"Nate since you're being Honest...I shouldn't have Brought up that kiss. Especially after you'd just fought Dos Anjos. I was a Dumb-ass. The reason I hit Duffy so hard, was because he said your name. And when you said that you didn't want me...the Anger came back. And I took it out on Duffy.
I wanted to Blame you, but you were right. You're Nate Diaz, UFC Bad Boy. A Fighter as hot as you, isn't going to want a Weird loser like me. And I hope you and Your Girl-friend are doing well...I really mean that" Rory said with a Nod.
He put out his hand so that Nate could shake his hand.
Nate slapped Rory's hand away and put his hand down Rory's Trousers.
"What Girl-friend?" Nate asked.
Before Rory could even Process what was happening, Nate had pulled down Rory's Jogging Bottoms. His hand was dug into Rory's Boxers Shorts, stroking him firmly, with an Expert hand that raised Questions that Rory kept locked inside his head.
As Soon as Nate moved into kiss him, Rory had a Bad case of Deja vu.
"No. Nate I like you. I like this" Rory said moving Nate's hand away.
"Right, so let me..."
"No. So you can Kiss me and forget? So you can sleep with me and call me a Punk Dick Faggot the Next morning? Touch me if you want me. Get on your Knees and Blow me, if you really like me. Kiss me if you want a Long term thing. If you want a one Night Stand, go to McGregor, because I'm not the right Guy for you" Rory said.
He watched Nate pause and kicked himself. If Nate walked out, he'd have to restrain himself from running after him and Apologising. With Baited breath, he stayed numb as Nate turned his Body towards the shower wall. He flinched as Nate licked his back and rubbed his ass.
Moments later Rory could feel Nate's Dick skim along his ass. It was obvious Nate had pressed himself against him, so that he could he could literally feel his Attraction. Of Course, the "Red King" was Excited. Nate was Attracted to him after all. Diaz was so Interested that he was able to get the Younger Diaz Brother hard with his body. He wanted to turned around, but he wasn't sure what to say if he did.
Before he could think about something clever... Nate said...
"Do you feel like I'm into you now" Nate said in his Ear.
"Nathan...you really are one of the UFC's Dirtiest Fighters" Rory said turning his head to the side.
Rory pushed his palms up against the wall as Nate bit him on the shoulder. It didn't freak Rory out...he liked the pain prickling through his skin.
"I can get a whole lot Dirtier than that" Nate Teased. "If you'll let me"