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Skinned Knees and Broken Hearts	By : KioraDragon Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 2531 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Avenged Sevenfold. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Two: Thrown for a Loop.

It’s kind of amazing what having a four year old child on a bus can do to four 20 something year old men. Going to bed at an early, or perhaps normal, hour instead of 4 or 6 in the morning, is one of them.

After Johnny’s announcement Brian noticed that Zack held on to him tighter and was looking out the window. “You afraid of storms, Z?” He asked, his voice filled with concern. Zacky startled and looked up at him. He shook his head rapidly for a second or two.

“No, I love ‘em!” Zacky grinned and stood up in Brian’s lap so he could get a better view out of the window at the sky. The other four looked at each other, none of them sure that they had heard Zack right. 26 year old Zacky did not do storms. It wasn’t that he was afraid of them; it was just that Zacky V. did not DO thunder storms. Obviously 4 year old Zacky did.

Matt turned to face Brian and Zack. “Man, we are gonna have to start canceling dates for the Australian tour.” Brian chuckled mirthlessly, then nodded.

A few hours later, Brian was tucking Zacky into the spare bottom bunk, the one that used to be Johnny’s; the one he no longer uses because he sleeps in the top bunk with the Rev.

Zacky had protested going to bed, whining and flashing his big green eyes at Brian, saying he wanted to stay up and watch the storm.

Brian had been lying with Zacky for an hour, reading to him and making up stories. Zack watched him with wide eyes, enraptured by the sound of the older mans voice. Brian sighed and gave up on stories and was now singing lullabies and nursery rhymes that he could remember to the four year old. Zacky remained wide awake. Brian sighed and hung his head; he was running out of options on how to get Zacky to go to sleep… “How about a song I wrote just for you.” Brian asked, half telling the truth, he and Matt both had written the song.

Zacky’s eyes lit up and he clapped his small hands together. Brian smiled at the little boy lying next to him. Zacky looked far too adorable: The teddy bear he had carried around ever since Jimmy had taken it out of the bag was being held under the arms and tight against Zacky’s left side. The bear was newly named simply because of Jimmy’s big mouth. Although he had to hand it to the drummer, ‘Little Vengeance’ was a fairly cute nick name for the four year old; even if it had confused Zacky and left Brian to explain their stage names. This lead to Zack creating his own stage name for his teddy and Synyster Vengeance was born.

“Seize the day, or die regretting the time you lost, it’s empty and cold without you here…” Brian sang softly. He watched Zacky’s eyes intently and by the time the first verse was over, Zacky’s eye lids were drooping. By the time the song was over he was out cold.

Brian slowly and ever so cautiously slipped out of Zack’s bed and shut the curtain. He walked back in to the common room and collapsed on the couch next to Jimmy. “What the hell took you so long man?” Matt asked handing the tired guitarist a beer.

“Seriously, you were back there for a really long fucking time.” Jimmy added taking a swig of his own drink.

Brian slumped back into the couch and ran a hand over his face. “I know…” he half sobbed “he wouldn’t go to sleep!” he put his head on the taller mans shoulder. “It took Seize the Day to finally knock him out.” He said exasperatedly and held the cool glass bottle up to his forehead. The other three laughed at him and Jimmy swung an arm around his shoulders and rubbed his upper arm.

“You’ll live Syn.” Jimmy said still laughing and then removed his arm. The four stayed up for a few more hours. They had pulled into a truck stop when Brian was tucking Zacky into bed and it had started to rain. Now the lightning and thunder were starting up and the rain was hitting the windows pretty hard.

“I’m going to bed.” Brian yawned and stood up to stretch. He got three pairs of questioning eyes. “Zacky is gonna be up earlier than the fucking sun.” He muttered and walked to the bunk area throwing a good night over his shoulder as he closed the section door.

Brian wasn’t entirely sure what had woken him when he blinked his eyes open to the darkness of his bunk. That was until he heard his name being called. It was soft and he wasn’t exactly positive he had heard it at all. He reached out a tattooed hand and pulled back his privacy curtain, looking into the hallway showed him who had called his name.

“Brian!” Zacky whispered excitedly.

Brian breathed out a grunt at the four year old and then yawned again. “What’s up Z?” He asked trying to find his watch. Surly it couldn’t be morning already, it felt like he just went to bed 10 minutes ago. When his fingers grazed over the watch strap he hit the little button that would light up the background. Well, that explained why it felt like he had gone to bed only 10 minutes prior to being woken… because he had.

“I wanna watch the storm with you.” Zacky answered as he pushed Syn into the bunk next to Brian and then proceeded to climb into the middle bunk himself.

Brian reached an arm out and helped the four year old into his bed. The younger version of his best friend scrambled over him dragging Syn behind and smacking Brian in the face with the plushie. He watched through barely open eyes as Zacky pulled the snap cover off the small in bunk window. He was too tired to question the motives of a four year old and opted to snuggle in to his blankets and pillow and go back to sleep.

Brian vaguely remembered Zacky crawling into his bunk when he woke up that morning. The bright sun shining in his face made sure he stayed awake. He stretched as much as possible in his bunk but stopped when something bumped into his side. Zacky, his brain supplied helpfully. He lifted up the covers and exposed the sleeping body of the four year old, all curled up away from Brian and around Syn. He had to smile at the picture the boy made.

Brian swung his legs out of bed and pulled on the pair of jeans he had stuffed at the end of his bunk last night. He walked into the kitchen to find Jimmy laying on the couch, Johnny on top of him and a blanket to cover what he assumed to be their naked bodies. Under normal circumstances he wouldn’t have blinked twice… Considering that having a four year old Zacky wasn’t quite in line with normal circumstances; Brian rudely woke them up by pulling them off the couch.

“Fucking hell!” “Goddamn it, what the fuck!” They both cursed from that floor.

Brian stood over them, arms crossed. “What if I had been Zacky?” He asked sternly, glaring down at the two men.

The swearing and cursing that had been about to leave both drummer and bassist’s mouths was instantly quieted. Both of them looked slightly guilty. “I am not explaining gay sex to a four year old; who by all tense and purposes should NOT be 4!”

He scolded, looking both of them in the eye before he turned and looked in the fridge; he grabbed a water bottle and almost choked when Jimmy spoke.

“Well at least he would get an early education out of the deal.” The drummer shrugged and grabbed for his jeans and boxers. Johnny snickered and grabbed his jeans out of Jimmy’s hands before the drummer had a chance to try and put them on.

Jimmy stared at his empty hands and blinked. He sighed and grabbed for the other pair of jeans on the floor, hoping these were actually his. He and Johnny stood, pulling up and fastening each others pants, sharing kisses and groping the other. Johnny picked up his glasses and placed them on the drummers face. Jimmy smiled and pulled his lover in for another kiss.

Brian sighed and cleared his throat. “Could you guys, oh I don’t know… Take this love-fest up to your bunk maybe.” He snarked, but couldn’t hide the smile at the look the bassist gave the taller man. They took his advice and disappeared back into their bunk. Brian groaned when he saw Jimmy’s, or maybe they were Johnny’s, pants hit the floor in the hallway with a soft thud.

The guitarist used the time he had to contemplate what would happen when the 5 of them would get home today. His musing was cut short.

“Bri!” Zacky cried in a panic. Brian was up and at his bunk in less than a second. He found Zacky clinging tightly to Syn and almost in tears.

“What? What’s wrong?” Brian asked, worry strained his voice as he scooped up the four year old in his arms and cradled him against his bare chest. He saw Matt almost tumble out of his own bunk at the sound of Zacky’s distress.

Zack sniffed a few times and wiped his small hand across his eyes wiping away the tears that had threatened to overflow onto his cheeks. “I thought you left me.” He whimpered and threw his arms around Brian’s neck, Syn falling to the floor.

“Oh no baby, I didn’t leave you.” Brian whispered as he swayed slowly from side to side in an attempt to comfort Zack. One arm supported the little boy’s weight while his other hand gently carded through the soft brown hair. He absentmindedly started to hum Seize the Day.

Matt bent over to pick up the stuffed bear and stood there feeling useless as the guitarist comforted the small boy in his arms. He slowly reached a hand up and rested it against Zacky’s small back, afraid of being rejected once again. He was highly surprised when Zacky allowed the touch and didn’t shy away from it.

When Zacky’s soft sobs became light hiccups Brian pulled him slightly away from his chest. “Feel better?” He asked still swaying. Zacky nodded and ran his forearm over his face.

Matt smiled and grabbed a t-shirt off his bunk and dried the boy’s face with it. Zacky smiled shyly back at him. Matt held Syn up to Zacky and grinned when the four year olds’ hand brushed his own.

“How about we go have some breakfast?” Matt asked and grinned when Zacky’s eyes lit up and the little boy nodded furiously. Brian chuckled and set Zacky down on the edge of his bunk.

“Dressed first and then breakfast.” Brian said and he dug through Zacky’s bag looking for clothes. He quickly stripped down the four year old and then re-dressed him in batman undies, socks, blue jeans, and an emerald green t-shirt with a black Celtic knot on the front. Meanwhile, Matt had taken his own clothes into the bus bathroom to change. “Ok, all set.” Brian concluded as he finished putting on Zacky’s sneakers. The four year old giggled as Brian took hold of his feet and tapped them together.

Brian fished out a shirt that he hoped was clean. He scrunched up his nose and heard Zacky giggle again, oh the hazards of touring. He picked Zacky up off his bunk and set him on the floor, letting the four year old grab his hand and proceed to lead him into the kitchen where Matt was waiting.

“What about Johnny and Rev?” Matt asked sparing their bunk a glance.

“They are…” Brian took a deep contemplative breath. “Other wise engaged.” He said and nodded, before smirking as he and Matt broke out into hysterics. Zacky gave them both a confused look before tugging on Brian’s hand.

The three of them climbed off the bus, Zacky’s legs being too little for the large steps, Brian once again picked him up. They walked through the truck stop parking lot and made their way to the restaurant. The waitress there gave them an odd look as she seated them. Zacky got a booster seat on the side of the booth with Brian and Matt sat across from them. The waitress asked for their drink orders, Matt and Brian got coffee and Zacky wanted apple juice. She nodded and left two menus in front of the singer and guitarist and a kids menu/ placemat/ coloring page in front of Zacky.

The woman came back with their drinks and took their order. Zacky colored while Brian and Matt talked idly about this and that, not really wanting to discus what they were going to do with Zacky out side of the bus. It wasn’t too long until their food was placed in front of them. They finished eating, Zacky had spilled some of his scrambled eggs onto the table, but other than that breakfast was fairly uneventful. That was until they paid their check. Both Brian and Matt reached for their wallets and both said ‘I got it.’ at the same time. Matt was the first one with his wallet out. “No man seriously I got it.” He said as he handed their waitress a 20 and a 10. Brian sighed and rolled his eyes, tucking his wallet back into his pocket.

Brian picked Zacky up as the four year old tugged on his hand. He settled the little boy on his left hip and watched as Matt paid. The waitress smiled at Zacky and as she was handing Matt his change she said to him. “Your son is so cute, did you two adopt him?” Brian scoffed but covered it with a cough. Matt stood shocked, he blinked at the girl.

“What?” He asked flabbergasted.

Brian took Matt’s arm and pulled him away from the counter. “He’s mine from a previous relationship.” Brian smiled at the girl. “Come on Matty.”He snickered and dragged a ‘still trying to process’ Matt out of the restaurant.

Once the three got back to the bus, needless to say, Matt was not a happy bunny.

Chapter Two End.

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