Broken SBTB Z/S 1/1 Teen
Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2005 5:11 pm
Title: Broken
Author: StormyBear30
Author Website: http://p206.ezboard.com/bslashygoodness17029 Feedback Email: StormyBear29@cox.net
Pairing: Zack and Slater from Saved by the Bell…the College Years
Rating: Teen
Genre: A challenge presented at Slashy Goodness
Summary: Yup- a Saved by the Bell fic. I'd like to see someone write Zack/Slater. I don't care when, where, or how it happens, although I'd rather have it be more sap than smut. Thanks in advance to whoever does this.
Notes: This is my first SBTB fic…so be gentle. It’s been years since I’ve seen an episode. This is not beta'd so be warned!!!
Special Thanks: Sent out to Cobek who issued the challenge. Spoilers: Disclaimer: I don’t own Saved by the Bell or any related parties.
“Boy…I’m exhausted” I whined as I fell back onto the couch of dorm area we shared. It was hard to believe that in a few short days that college life as we knew it was going to come to an end. So many things were changing for us…people moving off in different directions and yet all I could think about above all that was that Zack was getting married. He had finally gotten up the courage to ask his long time love to marry him and she had accepted after many years of trials and tribulations. I never doubted for once that Zack loved Kelly. However…What I did doubt was that he was truly in love with her like a man should love the women he was about to dedicate his life to. There were many sides of Zack…many he had shared with his friends and the world…but there was one side of Zack that only I was privy. It was a side that shocked and frightened me when he first reveled it to me…but soon it became the only side of him that mattered to me.
“Yeah…I know what you mean” I heard him pull me from my thoughts as he sat down beside me. Who know bachelor parties could be so downright fun…but exhausting” He laughed leaning backwards as he spread his legs out before him. Immediately my body was filled with such lust for that man…but I controlled it as I turned to face him before speaking.
“Zack…” I began…but he cut me off as he reached out to me and cupped my cheek tenderly.
“I know what you about to say Slater…but I have to do this” He spoke softly…staring into my eyes as he fingers traced the length of my chin. “I have to marry Kelly”
“Marry Kelly…” I spit out angrily…jerking away from his touch as I jumped off of the couch and began to pace the length of the small room. “Jesus Zack…you don’t even love her. You love me” I knew that I sounded childish…but the fact of the matter was that Zack marrying Kelly was pressing upon my chest so severely that I felt as if my heart would explode painfully at any minute.
“I do love you Berte” He whispered softly against my ear as he pulled me into his arms.
“Don’t call me that” was my pain filled reply as I attempted to push him away…but with no real strength behind it. I couldn’t figure out what hurt more the fact that I knew that he loved me and was marrying another or the use of the nickname he had pegged me with the few years prior when we first started our strange relationship.
“You’ll always be my Berte” he ignored my words as he pulled me even tighter against his body. “Please Berte…this is our last night together…lets not ruin it by fighting” I wanted to fight him alright…wanted to put in into a wrestlers pose and beat the living shit out of him. I wanted to scream in his face until I forced him to see what he was doing the next morning was wrong on so many levels that it wasn’t even funny…but I didn’t speak a word. The truth of the matter was that when it came to Zack and the love that I held for him I would have done just about anything that he had asked of me. Instead I allowed him to lead me into the room…undressing the two of us in experienced ease before we ended up tangled arms and legs upon the bed. I saved every single moment of that night into my memory as Zack continued to make love to my body for I knew that our time together was drawing to a close. I can remember the way that his lips felts wet and heated against my own before he explored every square inch of my body. I remember the feel of his skin as he pressed…slide and glided against my own. I remember the glorious feeling of fullness as he filled my to capacity…bringing the two of us to such heights of orgasm that we had never felt before. However what I will always remember most was the way that he screamed my name as he came deep within me and the warm and wet drops of pain that landed upon my face…mingling with my own tears as he did.
Afterwards we just held each other as we talked about the old and not so old times that we had shared together. We laughed as we reminisced about the first time that we had met and all the mean and spiteful things we did to each other. It was amazing to me the amount of love I truly felt for that man as together we cried tears of loss and love as we recalled the first time that we had shared a kiss and the first time we had made love. It had been rough on us at the beginning…not that it was a walk in the park towards the end…but we had gotten through it and weathered it together. We laughed about the many fights and arguments that had sparked up between us over the years…especially when Zack and I had vowed to come out to our friends and family together and I ended up being the only one to do it. I vowed his immediate death when that happened…but in true Morris code he somehow managed to calm me down enough to get me into bed…but not before fully forgiving him.
“I love you Zack Morris” I whispered after we were to tired…mentally and physically to speak much more.
“I love you Albert Clifford Slater” was his reverent reply as he kissed me sweetly one final time before slumber finally consumed me. Hours later I woke up and found the bed void of his absence…just as I had suspected. Pulling the covers up to my chin…I nestled deeper into the pillow as I inhaled the scent that was only him. Tears fully consumed me as I allowed the heartache and the pain of losing the greatest love of my life washed over me head on before slumber once again engulfed me. I woke once again hours later as I dragged my emotionally exhausted form from out of my shroud of pain and regret and began to pack for my upcoming departure. The pain hidden deep within my heart became almost to much to bear as I looked at my watch and realized that in less then an hour the only man that I had ever loved would be marrying someone other then me. Thankful that I had packed most of my stuff days before I called a cab…directing the driver to the place that I needed to go.
“You getting out?” I heard him question gruffly as he glared through the rear view mirror at me.
“I just want to sit here for a few minutes” I responded half heartedly as I took in the grandeur and beauty of church before me. I watched as a stretch limo drove up…one that was decorated in beautiful white streamers and flowers. Watched as the mother and father of the bride exited the car…followed by many brothers and sisters before the glowing bride made her grand appearance. Pain once again invaded my heart as I directed the driver to leave the scene before the hurt became to crushing and killed me. “Thanks…” I said to the cabbie as I handed him his fare before grabbing my bags and entering the crowded airport terminal. I couldn’t get Zack off of my mind as I sat in the waiting area to board the plane that would take me away from not only California…but from the man that I had wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I tried not to dwell on the fact that I wanted it to be me and not Kelly who would grow old with Zack and just how unfair it was that it wasn’t me. I tried to take my mind off of him and everything associated with him as two teenaged girls tried to flirt unsuccessfully with me. They finally gave up as I shared with me a forced smile as the announcement was made to board the plane. Tears misted my eyes…but I held them back as I stepped into line…presenting my boarding pass to the airline attendant as a huge ruckus ensued behind me. In a second I knew who it was because where ever he went he was constantly causing a ruckus.
“Slater wait” I heard him call out to me as he rushed through the crowds of people waiting to enter…several men and one highly pissed off women in tow. “OMG…Slater” he cried out as he spotted me…rushing over to me as he pulled me so severely into his arms that I was fearful that he was going to break a rib or two. “I was afraid I was going to miss you” He panted…increasing his hold upon me even more.
“Wh…what are you doing here?” I stammered like a complete idiot as two beefy looking men grabbed onto my lover and began to drag him away.
“Right now I am getting arrested” He laughed…while struggling to break free from them. “But I couldn’t do it Berte…I just couldn’t. I couldn’t marry Kelly…not when I its you that I love” He words got louder as they continued to drag him away from me.
“Wait…stop please” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I darted and jumped over and around suitcases and people in order to get over to Zack. “Just give us a minute…please” I huffed towards the airport police…tears once again pooling in my eyes as I stood nervously before him. “What does that mean Zack?” I questioned a bit fearfully as the women standing behind them indicated for them to take a step back and allow us to speak.
“It means Slater…that I love you. It means that I am head over heels in love with you and that it wasn’t fair to Kelly or to us to get married. It means that I want everyone to know that I’m gay and that I’ve found the man that I want to spend the rest of my life with. It means…”
I didn’t give him a chance to speak another word as I lunged forward and kissed the shit out of him. I didn’t know where his newfound independence had come from…but what I did know was that I wasn’t going to let it get away…ever. Zack gave into the kiss fully and the crowds around us began to clap and cheer. “I love you Preppie” I rushed out…once we had broken our kiss of re-acquaintance to bring necessary air into our lungs. Arm in arm we walked to retrieve my abandoned bag as the two men and the women took their leave. We walked out of that airport together…each with smiles so huge upon our face that it made some of the people waling around us suspicious…but we didn’t care. We had each other…we were back together where be belonged and despite the fact that I had no idea what was going to happen between us next…I held no fear. I knew that as long as the two of us were together that nothing that life could throw in our way could detour us from being happy.
The end...
Author: StormyBear30
Author Website: http://p206.ezboard.com/bslashygoodness17029 Feedback Email: StormyBear29@cox.net
Pairing: Zack and Slater from Saved by the Bell…the College Years
Rating: Teen
Genre: A challenge presented at Slashy Goodness
Summary: Yup- a Saved by the Bell fic. I'd like to see someone write Zack/Slater. I don't care when, where, or how it happens, although I'd rather have it be more sap than smut. Thanks in advance to whoever does this.
Notes: This is my first SBTB fic…so be gentle. It’s been years since I’ve seen an episode. This is not beta'd so be warned!!!
Special Thanks: Sent out to Cobek who issued the challenge. Spoilers: Disclaimer: I don’t own Saved by the Bell or any related parties.
“Boy…I’m exhausted” I whined as I fell back onto the couch of dorm area we shared. It was hard to believe that in a few short days that college life as we knew it was going to come to an end. So many things were changing for us…people moving off in different directions and yet all I could think about above all that was that Zack was getting married. He had finally gotten up the courage to ask his long time love to marry him and she had accepted after many years of trials and tribulations. I never doubted for once that Zack loved Kelly. However…What I did doubt was that he was truly in love with her like a man should love the women he was about to dedicate his life to. There were many sides of Zack…many he had shared with his friends and the world…but there was one side of Zack that only I was privy. It was a side that shocked and frightened me when he first reveled it to me…but soon it became the only side of him that mattered to me.
“Yeah…I know what you mean” I heard him pull me from my thoughts as he sat down beside me. Who know bachelor parties could be so downright fun…but exhausting” He laughed leaning backwards as he spread his legs out before him. Immediately my body was filled with such lust for that man…but I controlled it as I turned to face him before speaking.
“Zack…” I began…but he cut me off as he reached out to me and cupped my cheek tenderly.
“I know what you about to say Slater…but I have to do this” He spoke softly…staring into my eyes as he fingers traced the length of my chin. “I have to marry Kelly”
“Marry Kelly…” I spit out angrily…jerking away from his touch as I jumped off of the couch and began to pace the length of the small room. “Jesus Zack…you don’t even love her. You love me” I knew that I sounded childish…but the fact of the matter was that Zack marrying Kelly was pressing upon my chest so severely that I felt as if my heart would explode painfully at any minute.
“I do love you Berte” He whispered softly against my ear as he pulled me into his arms.
“Don’t call me that” was my pain filled reply as I attempted to push him away…but with no real strength behind it. I couldn’t figure out what hurt more the fact that I knew that he loved me and was marrying another or the use of the nickname he had pegged me with the few years prior when we first started our strange relationship.
“You’ll always be my Berte” he ignored my words as he pulled me even tighter against his body. “Please Berte…this is our last night together…lets not ruin it by fighting” I wanted to fight him alright…wanted to put in into a wrestlers pose and beat the living shit out of him. I wanted to scream in his face until I forced him to see what he was doing the next morning was wrong on so many levels that it wasn’t even funny…but I didn’t speak a word. The truth of the matter was that when it came to Zack and the love that I held for him I would have done just about anything that he had asked of me. Instead I allowed him to lead me into the room…undressing the two of us in experienced ease before we ended up tangled arms and legs upon the bed. I saved every single moment of that night into my memory as Zack continued to make love to my body for I knew that our time together was drawing to a close. I can remember the way that his lips felts wet and heated against my own before he explored every square inch of my body. I remember the feel of his skin as he pressed…slide and glided against my own. I remember the glorious feeling of fullness as he filled my to capacity…bringing the two of us to such heights of orgasm that we had never felt before. However what I will always remember most was the way that he screamed my name as he came deep within me and the warm and wet drops of pain that landed upon my face…mingling with my own tears as he did.
Afterwards we just held each other as we talked about the old and not so old times that we had shared together. We laughed as we reminisced about the first time that we had met and all the mean and spiteful things we did to each other. It was amazing to me the amount of love I truly felt for that man as together we cried tears of loss and love as we recalled the first time that we had shared a kiss and the first time we had made love. It had been rough on us at the beginning…not that it was a walk in the park towards the end…but we had gotten through it and weathered it together. We laughed about the many fights and arguments that had sparked up between us over the years…especially when Zack and I had vowed to come out to our friends and family together and I ended up being the only one to do it. I vowed his immediate death when that happened…but in true Morris code he somehow managed to calm me down enough to get me into bed…but not before fully forgiving him.
“I love you Zack Morris” I whispered after we were to tired…mentally and physically to speak much more.
“I love you Albert Clifford Slater” was his reverent reply as he kissed me sweetly one final time before slumber finally consumed me. Hours later I woke up and found the bed void of his absence…just as I had suspected. Pulling the covers up to my chin…I nestled deeper into the pillow as I inhaled the scent that was only him. Tears fully consumed me as I allowed the heartache and the pain of losing the greatest love of my life washed over me head on before slumber once again engulfed me. I woke once again hours later as I dragged my emotionally exhausted form from out of my shroud of pain and regret and began to pack for my upcoming departure. The pain hidden deep within my heart became almost to much to bear as I looked at my watch and realized that in less then an hour the only man that I had ever loved would be marrying someone other then me. Thankful that I had packed most of my stuff days before I called a cab…directing the driver to the place that I needed to go.
“You getting out?” I heard him question gruffly as he glared through the rear view mirror at me.
“I just want to sit here for a few minutes” I responded half heartedly as I took in the grandeur and beauty of church before me. I watched as a stretch limo drove up…one that was decorated in beautiful white streamers and flowers. Watched as the mother and father of the bride exited the car…followed by many brothers and sisters before the glowing bride made her grand appearance. Pain once again invaded my heart as I directed the driver to leave the scene before the hurt became to crushing and killed me. “Thanks…” I said to the cabbie as I handed him his fare before grabbing my bags and entering the crowded airport terminal. I couldn’t get Zack off of my mind as I sat in the waiting area to board the plane that would take me away from not only California…but from the man that I had wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I tried not to dwell on the fact that I wanted it to be me and not Kelly who would grow old with Zack and just how unfair it was that it wasn’t me. I tried to take my mind off of him and everything associated with him as two teenaged girls tried to flirt unsuccessfully with me. They finally gave up as I shared with me a forced smile as the announcement was made to board the plane. Tears misted my eyes…but I held them back as I stepped into line…presenting my boarding pass to the airline attendant as a huge ruckus ensued behind me. In a second I knew who it was because where ever he went he was constantly causing a ruckus.
“Slater wait” I heard him call out to me as he rushed through the crowds of people waiting to enter…several men and one highly pissed off women in tow. “OMG…Slater” he cried out as he spotted me…rushing over to me as he pulled me so severely into his arms that I was fearful that he was going to break a rib or two. “I was afraid I was going to miss you” He panted…increasing his hold upon me even more.
“Wh…what are you doing here?” I stammered like a complete idiot as two beefy looking men grabbed onto my lover and began to drag him away.
“Right now I am getting arrested” He laughed…while struggling to break free from them. “But I couldn’t do it Berte…I just couldn’t. I couldn’t marry Kelly…not when I its you that I love” He words got louder as they continued to drag him away from me.
“Wait…stop please” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I darted and jumped over and around suitcases and people in order to get over to Zack. “Just give us a minute…please” I huffed towards the airport police…tears once again pooling in my eyes as I stood nervously before him. “What does that mean Zack?” I questioned a bit fearfully as the women standing behind them indicated for them to take a step back and allow us to speak.
“It means Slater…that I love you. It means that I am head over heels in love with you and that it wasn’t fair to Kelly or to us to get married. It means that I want everyone to know that I’m gay and that I’ve found the man that I want to spend the rest of my life with. It means…”
I didn’t give him a chance to speak another word as I lunged forward and kissed the shit out of him. I didn’t know where his newfound independence had come from…but what I did know was that I wasn’t going to let it get away…ever. Zack gave into the kiss fully and the crowds around us began to clap and cheer. “I love you Preppie” I rushed out…once we had broken our kiss of re-acquaintance to bring necessary air into our lungs. Arm in arm we walked to retrieve my abandoned bag as the two men and the women took their leave. We walked out of that airport together…each with smiles so huge upon our face that it made some of the people waling around us suspicious…but we didn’t care. We had each other…we were back together where be belonged and despite the fact that I had no idea what was going to happen between us next…I held no fear. I knew that as long as the two of us were together that nothing that life could throw in our way could detour us from being happy.
The end...
But you do have the characters' personalities down pretty well, I'd say, even if you haven't seen it for awhile.
