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A/N: Okay, I'm sorry in advance for giving you yet ANOTHER cliff hanger (hold on tight [ profile] cunningdeb! lol), but it just had to be said. Sadly, you'll probably have to wait until next weekend to find out what happens next! As said, this chapter is shorter than the one before (I but it is pretty eventful. It might get a little sad at the end, but trust me, once the whole Hailey/Crystal shooting showdown happens and the baby is born, this will get much happier. A baby always brings happiness! :) Plus, you'll get to see a little payback to Crystal ;) Karma will come back and bite her in the butt, basically. So, anyway, enough with the previews, read on and enjoy!

Oh, and GO STEELERS!!!!!!!!! XD

I am such a big cliff hanger user lately :P )
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"Adam, Kris, this is David...." )
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A/N: Well, after last chapter, I have a LOT of stuff to make up for. I'm giving you this in hopes you may forgive me =) Oh, and I suggest you listen to the songs while reading! =) Let the show go on!

A few hours had passed, and time had healed some wounds. Kris had dealt with kissing Adam now, and according to his new therapist the cops had told him to go to, he wasn't too far to getting back to normal. Kris was allowed to go home once the doctors did a quick check up on him, and the whole time, Adam stayed by his side. It was as if God somehow was giving him an apology for what happened by giving him Adam to work through this with.

When he was allowed to leave, Kris went to Adam's house, scared that his house still was un-safe, and chose to sleep on the couch in the living room. Not that he didn't trust Adam deep down inside, but he still didn't really feel safe with anyone. When Adam did sleep, he slept in his room quietly, occasionally peeking out his door to see if Kris was okay or not. Mostly, he just wanted to see Kris. Very much so, in fact, and it was killing him deep inside about it. Finally, the want and desire to at least talk to him grew too much. Adam gently woke Kris up, seeing those big brown eyes look confused at him.

"Hey," Adam said hesitantly.

"Uh, hey," Kris replied, yawning a bit.

"I just wanted to see if you were sleeping okay. No nightmares?"

Kris smiled and shook his head. "No nightmares."

"Any pain?"

" long as I don't lay on my back I'm fine."

Adam sighed and cautiously ran his hand through Kris's hair, making him moan a tiny bit at the touch.

"I miss you in my bed next to me. You know, knowing how much Ben cares, I think he probably put Crystal and her loon into one of those rubber rooms in a straight jacket with a freakin teddy bear or something to keep them company."

Kris giggled. "Wouldn't that be awesome? I hope they can't talk either! For like, 20 years! Yeah, they can't talk for twenty years and can't even move! Ha!"

Adam smirked. Yeah, he noticed how Kris perfectly dogged his comment about missing him, but that was expected. Besides, he couldn't care less at the moment after seeing Kris all giddy like that. He just needs to relax and let his guard down. That'll be when my Kris is okay. Baby steps, right? That's what the doctor told you.

"Hehe, that'd be perfect, Kris. Hey, wanna' watch TV? I'm sure there's some weirdo cartoon we could watch and laugh about on somewhere."

"I'd love that! Let's see what's on."

Snatching the remote from the side table, Kris began to flip through channels, trying as best as he could to ignore Adam's accidental sexy looks he was given as each channel flipped by. The channel then ended up on a movie one that was just finishing up credits for a science fiction movie from the 60's. Down at the bottom of the screen, Kris noticed that the next movie was Titanic. He nudged Adam's arm gently to get his attention.

"Kris, what?"

"Do you mind watching the Titanic with me?"

Adam sighed. "I hate that movie."

"Why? It's a classic!"

"And it makes me cry like heck whenever I watch it. Seriously Kris, I don't want to have my heart strings tugged any more than they have in the past 24 hours."

Kris yawned and leaned on Adam's shoulder contently, sprawling out his legs along the edge of the couch with a sigh. The movie then began, causing Adam to advert his eyes as quick as he could.

"Awww," Kris said in a bit of sadness, "it's okay. are being there for me, so I'll be there for you while we watch. Okay?"

Oh, I just want to eat him up! WAIT, no thoughts like that until Kris is better. C'mon Lambert, let him be close to you while you watch. Worst you can do is cry.

"Fine," Adam replied with an unchanged face, "I'll watch it. But I need you to be there beside me or else I'm fleeing." Laying down a bit more towards Adam, Kris yawned and cuddled up close to him. The movie went on then, and the two eventually fell asleep in each other's arms.

Maybe, things will be better soon.


"Oh hell no."

"Oh hell yes Crystal," Warren, Ben's father said as he dragged her and her loon along behind him up to a bright yellow wall with one lone door. Crystal and Philip-the loon-both had heavy and thick hand cuffs wrapped tightly around their wrists and bright orange jail outfits that made them both look horrible.

Clearly, a bright yellow room seemed to be the LEAST of their worries.

Much to her dislike, Warren led the two into the bright yellow wall's door and then sat them down in two chairs. The room was cold and the look on Warren's face was NOT promising. Suddenly, two people quickly came up behind them and tied both of their hands together in separate strips of a tight and stick fabric. Then, a few more people came up from behind and wrapped the two in that same fabric, only around their body and arms. Finally, they wrapped their legs, leaving Crystal and Philip completely immobilized for once. Crystal shrieked angrily at Warren as he smirked at her from a distance.

"Oh Crystal, you'll never learn, will you? Every time you hurt Kris or Adam, it just gives us more of a reason to detain you. You've crossed the line this time. It's about time you paid your price, escape free, for once. So, you'll be living in a little 'room' for a while. It's padded, it's yellow, and it's so guarded that you will have NO way of escaping. I hope you enjoy."

Crystal looked to him in fear. "Oh PLEASE no, sir, I DON'T want to go in there! Neither does Philip. Right Philip?"

"Yeah I-"

"Shut up, Philip," Crystal snapped back, eyes narrow and deadly. Warren smirked again and watched happily as the two were literally carried off through another door into the bright and padded room against their will.

Justice now was served.



The morning came with many promises. Kris would be another day healed, Brad and the gang would all be waiting for them, and they could both get a chance to vent their feelings in song during music. The day would be good as long as nothing crazy would happen.

Leila woke up bright and early at 6 am and went straight to the kitchen for coffee. Suddenly, taking her attention away from the coffee, she heard noises coming from the living room. Curiously, she walked out to the living room, seeing some old western movie on the television screen blaring on and on. Her gaze then traveled up to the couch, seeing Adam laying down in almost a sitting position with Kris lovingly clutched to his side. Leila smiled warmly and proud at the two.

Adam had been doing so good with Kris in his attempt to make him feel better. It just warmed her heart to know that her son was really showing maturity and love towards such an issue as this. He really was impressive.

Once again, Leila didn't want to wake them up.

"Sweetie," she mumbled quietly to Adam as she gently shook him up, "it's morning time. Time for you and Kristopher here to get a move on!"

Adam stirred a bit and then opened his big blue eyes in her direction, a small smile appearing as his mind woke. He then looked down at Kris's sleeping silhouette beside him and gave a really big smile. Carefully, he bent down and placed a kiss on his forehead. Kris stirred and, just like Adam, opened his big brown eyes.

"Hey Kris," Adam said with that same toothy smile, "you ready to go to school?"

"That's like asking if I'm ready to die, Adam," Kris murmured sleepily into Adam's leg, "of course not."

Adam giggled and ruffled Kris's hair up, getting up slowly and heading towards his room. Kris frowned and followed him, only to be pulled back by Leila.

"Can we talk, sweetheart?"

"Of course, Leila," Kris replied in his polite southern drawl, "you can ask me anything!"

Leila nodded. "Well.......I just want you and Adam not know....rush..."

Kris snorted. "Adam's too sweet to do that. He still hesitates a bit when we kiss. He's being a gentleman. Also.....I wouldn't let him if he tried anything."

"I hope not," Leila replied in a caring tone, "because if he does, which you WILL tell me if he does, I will kill him. I swear Kris, I will."

"Leila, I will tell you, even though I doubt it will happen. He didn't want to watch Titanic last night because he didn't want to make me feel any more sad after what happened. I'm pretty sure that he wouldn't try to hurt me. But, I will take your words dearly, Leila. Oh, and um,  thanks for letting me sleep over."

"No problem," Leila said with a smile. "Now go get ready."

"Will do!" Kris said happily, running away to Adam's room as fast as he could, leaving Leila in the dust behind him. He flung open the door and found Adam putting some eyeliner on in a cute outfit. Kris smiled and sat up on the counter.             

"I like your outfit today, Adam."

Adam winked at Kris and then kept on with his make-up. His black skinny jeans were hugging his long legs perfectly today and his shirt and blazer were very nice. He had a dark black under shirt that was long sleeved and a dark gray blazer over it that complemented his outfit nicely.

"Do you have a song for today?"

"Of course," Adam replied, "do you?"

"Yeah, but I'm just really curious about your song."

Adam smirked and walked out of the bathroom. "It'll be a good one, don't worry! Now go get dressed and ready. The bus comes in like, ten minutes."

Kris nodded and walked obediently to find something to wear.

I can't wait to find out what that song is..........


The day went as any other, really, and Kris was almost treated like royalty by Brad and Ben, who got him his lunch, carried his books, and helped him with his work in study hall. Ben was the most helping of the two because of all the tormenting stares and taunting bullies he took care of throughout the day. He almost seemed like the perfect body guard.

By the time Music did come, Kris was almost ready to explode from all the waiting he'd done to hear what song Adam had planned. It had been eating him from the inside out since that morning, and now, he was oh-so-ready to hear it. He wanted to know Adam's feelings at the moment. He wanted to know how he felt about all that had happened.

He wanted to see Adam's guard down.

They walked in together in front of the class and went into two seats up front, knowing they'd be the only ones singing after missing the original date. Yeah, Ben missed a day also, but he had decided to wait a while to perform that one in attempt to not make Kris uncomfortable around him or something, so it was inevitably Adam and Kris who went that day.

The teacher settled the class and introduced Kris first, allowing him to go and sing before Adam. Kris sighed and got up grudgingly to the front and grabbed an electric guitar. Still sore, he sat down carefully.

"Um....well, after what happened two days ago.....I really have some unfinished business to take care of. I have a person who I REALLY think deserves the worst right now, and so I'd like to sing a little song about her called 'Better Than Revenge'. It at times goes into a few different points of view, but I think you'll get the picture. Oh...and the chorus includes some advice this one guy told me a while back." Kris winked at Adam and went on. "So, I hope you all enjoy."

Plugging in a CD and grabbing the guitar, Kris began, his emotions running wild.

"Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did."                             

Kris played the rock intro and then sang.

"The story starts when it was hot and it was summer and I had it all, I had him right the way I wanted him. She came along, got him alone and let's hear the applause, she took him faster than you can say sabottage. I never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it. I underestimated just who I was dealing with! She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum, she underestimated just who she was stealing from!"

Kris noticed Adam's surprised face and got really fired up. He jumped into the chorus with a fierce furry to him.

"She's not a saint, and she's not what you think, she's an actress, whoa! She's better known for the things that she does on the mattress, whoa! Soon she's gonna find stealing other people's toys on the playground won't make you many friends! She should keep in mind, she should keep in mind there's nothing I do Better Than Revenge!"

Everyone in the room was amazed by Kris's performance. He was totally flawless and super confident instead of being scared and shaky.

It was his turn to kick ass.

"She looks at life like it's a party and she's on the list. She looks at me like I'm a trend and she's 'so over it'. I think her ever present frown is a little 'troubling'. She thinks I'm psycho because I like to rhyme her names with things but sophistication isn't what you wear or who you know! Or pushing people down, it gets you where you want you to go! I wouldn't tell you how to impress so you know it's up to me, but no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity!"

This is the best he's ever sang......I'm so proud of him! Sing your heart out, baby! Tell it as if she's right in front of you!

"She's not a saint, and she's not what you think, she's an actress, whoa! She's better known for the things that she does on the mattress, whoa! Soon she's gonna find stealing other people's toys on the playground won't make you many friends! She should keep in mind, she should keep in mind there's nothing I do Better Than Revenge!"

The bridge came up, and Kris's eyes shinned as he sang, his heart pouring into the song with strong emotion.

"I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at honey, you might have him but haven't you heard? I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at honey, you might have him but I always get the last-"

Again, guitar filled the room, and Kris jammed out, his guard completely going down and the inner performer breaking out from him. Adam couldn't stop smiling.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaa! She's not a saint, and she's not what you think, she's an actress, whoa! She's better known for the things that she does on the mattress, whoa! Soon she's gonna find stealing other people's toys on the playground won't make you many friends! She should keep in mind, she should keep in mind there's nothing I do Better Than Revenge! Do you still feel like you know what you're doing cause' I don't think you do, oh! Do you still feel like you know what you're doing? I don't think you do, I don't think you do! Let's hear the applause. Show me how much better you are! You just need some applause 'cause you're so much better! She took him faster than you could say sabotage."

And then, with one last strum of the guitar, the song ended, and the room erupted into cheers and applause for Kris as he bowed and smiled at Adam. Adam was so proud of Kris. Not only did he break his boundaries for singing, he completely showed his true feelings and his true performing self. Kris's heart pounded in his chest fast as he went to take his seat next to Adam and went even faster as he sat and received a kiss on the cheek from his love.

"I'm so proud of you, mister."

"Go make me proud, Lambert, and then we can celebrate."

Jumping out of his seat with the help of a push from Kris, Adam got up and walked up to the stool, sitting down and grabbed an acoustic guitar.

"Hey everyone," he said with a smile, "as you just heard, my Kris totally kicked that sorry loser's butt with that song and made me so proud. He really has been a truly awesome person after all that's happened, and I kind of want to sing a song about how awesome he is. So, here's my song, 'Enchanted', for Kris. By the way, taught myself a bit of the guitar part, the rest I just kind of looked up online."

Kris giggled and then watched as Adam put in a CD and then began to strum a steady beat on the guitar.

"There I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles, same ol' tired lonely place. Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy vanished when I saw your face. And all I can say is it was enchanting to meet you."

Kris noticed a small tear forming in the corner of one of Adam's eyes and fell head-first in complete love for him, clutching his little ring tight to his hand as he continued.

"Your eyes whispered how we met, across the room your silhouette starts to make its way to me. The playful conversation starts, counter all your quick remarks like passing notes in secrecy. And it was enchanting to meet you. All I can say is I was Enchanted to meet you."

The music suddenly picked up, and the chorus came with a blaze, Adam's emotions really now showing.

"This night is sparkling, don't you let it go! I wanna' strut, blushing all the way home! I'll stand forever wondering if you knew I was Enchanted to meet you!!!!"

The fast music ended and went back to the sweet sound of Adam and the guitar.

"The lingering question kept me up, 2 am, who do you love? I wondered 'till I'm wide awake. And now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door, I would open up and you would say hey! It was enchanting to meet you. All I know is I was Enchanted to meet you!"

The chorus came again, and everyone was captivated once again.

"This night is sparkling, don't you let it go! I wanna' strut, blushing all the way home! I'll stand forever wondering if you knew! This night is flawless, don't you let it go. I wanna' strut, prancing out all alone! I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was Enchanted to meet you!"

The music in the background went to a guitar solo, and Adam played on his acoustic guitar along with it, emotion just dripping from his face as he sang. Kris was entranced by his beauty.

"This is me praying that this was the very first page, not where the story might end. My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again! These are the words I held back as I was leaving to see I was Enchanted to meet you. Please don't be in love with some one else. Please don't have somebody waiting on you. Please don't be in love with some one else. Please don't have somebody waiting on you."

And then the chorus came in all it's glory and left everyone in awe of Adam, including Kris, as his guard came down and all his emotion came to the crowd.

""This night is sparkling, don't you let it go! I wanna' strut, blushing all the way home! I'll stand forever wondering if you knew! This night is flawless, don't you let it go. I wanna' strut, prancing out all alone! I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was Enchanted to meet you! Please don't be in love with some one else. Please don't have somebody waiting on you..."

And the the song ended, leaving the crowd once again to cheer and applaud the beautiful singer as he bowed and got hugged by Kris, who ran straight from his seat all the way to Adam.

"I love you," he said through tears, "I'll never leave you ever. I promise Adam. I love you SO much!"

Adam smiled through tears of his own and hugged tighter, placing his head on Kris's shoulder and leaving a small kiss on his neck.

"I love you too, baby. Forever and always." Letting out a small sob, Adam went on, his heart believing his words.

"We'll get through this. I promise."

To be continued......

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ETA: There is one scene were...I mention rape. JUST to warn you!

{Flash Forward: August 18th that year}

One day.

They only had one day before school started back up. But after a long summer together, why should they be sad about it? They had a crap load of sex (seriously, that's just expected), they spent all the time they could around each other, they constantly had days at the beach-Adam even got some sort of tan after a while-, and there was no homework to delay their time together. Yet one thing was kind of nagging them.

Bullies were coming. Screw what the teacher said about scared little freshmen. They weren't to be fooled.

If there were no bullies coming, then how come last year they were bullied? Huh?

Even with the promises of Ben, Allison, and Brad to protect them, the bullies didn't seem any less scary.

Who's to say that they wouldn't be worse this year?

Who's to say that they would even have some nice people?

Who's to say this year was going to be better?


"Oh, you, Mr. Lambert, are sooooooooooo sexy to me right now. Screw waking up early, make love to me."

Adam laughed from under Kris's grasp. "One, thank you. Two, even if we screw waking up early, you still have to be home by midnight. Your parent's orders."

"Do you want me or do you want to be a goodie-goodie? You're choice."

"What happened to you this past summer?"

Kris smirked and nuzzled close to Adam's chest in that cute way he always did.

"I learned from my master?"

"You are truly something. Just look at you, being all fiesty and on top of me. Summer's gotten the best of you."

"I want you to stop talking and let me kiss those new freckles," Kris grumbled, kissing a few lazily that were on his chest. Adam then groaned, pushing Kris off and shaking his head no, but that was not to stop Kris's attempts. Kris got back on top of Adam and got close to Adam's ear, a dangerous look to his face.

"I'm three seconds away from just doing this myself, Lambert."


Kris giggled as he was rolled on his back, his lover smiling at his ever clever self.

"Love you, sweetie."

"Love you too, annoying SOB."


Adam smirked and silenced Kris with his lips. "Shush and enjoy our last summer night."


One year.

It'd been one year since Kris had moved from good-ol' Conway to LA. It'd been one year since Kris had stumbled upon sitting next to Adam on the bus.

It'd been one year since true love was found.

Kris got on the bus that day like any other, his brother still waiting for the new Senior's bus to come to their house, and gazed around at the kids. He spotted Casey drawing a few pictures on her new notebook absentmindedly and Ben gazing out the window with a bored look. Then, finally, he saw him. Yes, Kris had seen Adam only a few hours before, but that didn't stop this moment from being as big as it was. He was sitting down in their usual seat listening to his iPod, totally unaware of Kris's presence. Kris walked right up to him, tapped him on the shoulder, and then smiled. Adam smiled back, his blue eyes glimmering brightly in the morning sun.

"Is this seat taken?" Kris said playfully.

Adam shook his head and shoved his backpack on the floor, patting the empty spot next to him.

"Not at all, cutie."

"Good morning, Adam."

"'Morning, Kris."

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Ready for school?"

"Hell no."

"Want to make out before we get to school?"

"Hell yes."


By the end of the bus ride, Jamie, Gabby, Allison, and Brad all had made it on the bus, all smiling and excited. The moment everyone got up to get off, the group of friends all seemed to meet up outside, regardless of how much they knew each other. Even Ben was welcomed into the group even though Brad still wasn't too trustful of him.Then Adam and Kris walked off the bus hand-in-hand, hugging everyone hello the minute they stepped on to the concrete. It looked like they'd not seen each other in years, but the group didn't care.

For once, they weren't the lowest of the low.

The group walked in and saw many unfamiliar faces in the halls. There were tons of freshmen this year apparently. Tons of very short, young freshmen that seemed totally unlike them when they were freshmen. Heck, they all looked like they could be in 5th grade, but nevertheless, the group moved on, picking up their new schedules and dispersing to their respective mini-groups. That is, everyone except for Ben, who had no little group in this friend clump. He was new to them. An outcast of some sort.

"Hey Ben," Adam said cheerfully, "you can hang with us until you get a few friends. I'm sure you'll find a few of them you'll become friends with, but you're welcome to stay with us until then."

Ben smiled and nodded, sitting on the bench Adam and Kris were sitting on and turning his attention to the schedule in front of him.

"Homeroom first period," Adam mumbled to Kris.

"Math...advanced next period," Kris replied, giving a slight nudge with his elbow to Adam, acknowledging his change from normal to advanced math this year. Thank goodness, we're in the same classes now. No more weirdo football players who think chicken feet are a good variable to use in an equation.

"Science next," Ben added, earning a few nods from the two boys.

"Social Studies fourth period."

"Lunch next," Ben said with a funny grin on his face. He isn't that bad when he's not trying to plot to kill you, Kris thought to himself as he looked at the next period.

"We have English after that."

Adam looked at the next one. "I have Spanish next. Kris?"

"Spanish," he confidently said.

"Latin," Ben said a bit disappointed. Adam and Kris looked at him, feeling almost worried about him.

"That is hard you know," Kris said to Ben, "the teacher is a wack-job."

Ben smirked. "I know Latin by heart. My grandmother speaks it only. I've picked it up. This should be a piece of cake for me, regardless of the teacher."

Poor soul. "Okay," Adam replied, smiling at the next subject. "Last period is Music. Praise the Lord, it's the last class this year!"

"Oh YES!" Kris shouted in glee. "Thank God."

Ben raised his eyebrow at the two. "Why are you guys so happy it's the last class?"

"Because it's the best class and always is fun," Adam replied. "Plus, we won't get any crap for what we sing afterwords! Yes!"

Setting down his schedule, Ben laughed and rolled his eyes at the two.

"Ya'll are crazy."


"Attention class," their music teacher announced, "we are going to get rid of what they call 'sexual tension' this first week because we are all doing very sexy songs. That means that I'm expecting a very sexy song from every single one of you guys, and it must be good. Anyway, I suggest you people get started today! Oh, and may I say to you all, you can write one. I'm fine with that. Now go!"

Adam smirked and pulled Kris's chair close to his-enough that their arms were touching-and gave him a very deep kiss, tongue and all, before beginning. Kris looked at him, bewildered.

"Now what exactly was that for?" he said innocently.


Kris laughed. "You need no inspiration. Now are you singing Whole Lotta Love or what?"

Adam shook his head. "A song I head on the radio not too long ago. Let me just warn you," he said with an evil smile, "I'm gonna' play a little Love Game."

His eyes wide, Kris instantly realized what song his lover was going to do and nearly died at the spot. "No freakin way, Adam. Really?"

That devil smile gazed back at him in a taunting fashion that oddly ever appeared. "You think I can't win? Or do you think you can't win against me?"

"I'm thinking I won't make it through that performance that's what I'm thinking. You do know the lyrics to that song, right?"

"Yes," Adam said knowingly, "and they are perfect for this. Now shush up and worry about what you are doing for this, Kristopher."

Ben cleared his throat. "Um....can I sing Whole Lotta Love?"

Kris turned to look at Adam and then back at Ben. "You can sing that? Like, high notes and all?"

Ben blushed and shook his head. "I do my own version. It's acoustic. Eh, you'll see."

I'll still be sexier, Adam thought to himself as he quietly hummed along to the melody of Love Game. He then spotted Brad strutting down the halls with a sexy swagger going on and ran straight to him, snagging him just barely.

"Bradley, I need your help. I'm doing Love Game. You need to sing with me."Brad laughed. Heck, he freakin scoffed at Adam. "No mister, YOU need to create a song. I know the sex god inside of you is wanting to break out at help you create a song that will make Kris explode before you even start singing. Think deeply, Adam. Go ahead and let Gaga inspire you, but also add that Lambert touch I know you can do! And, if I must, I'll help with your little presentation. Oh, and don't tell Krissifer you switched. That's all going to be part of your little Love Game with him, sweetie," Brad said with a wink as he continued on his way down the hall. Kris wasn't gonna' know what hit him. Sexy song plus surprise equals minds blown.

 This was going to be perfect.


That night, after the whole day had flown by faster than they could imagine, Kris and Adam retired to Kris's home and bedroom, both laying on Kris's comfy bed and resting while the TV played in the background.

"Hey sweetie," Kris said smoothly, "are you using Brad in Love Game?"

"Nah," Adam replied coyly, trying to keep an unsuspecting tone to his voice as he let his lie slip, "he chickened out. But I bet some of the girls join me. Heck, maybe Brad will turn around. Who knows."

"Why won't you use me if it's a sexy song?"

"Well, what fun would it be if I can't sing to someone? I have to direct my eyes to look at someone if I'm singing about sexy things like a disco stick. S'not like I can grab yours on stage in front of the whole class."

Kris's face flushed, clearly defeated by Adam's words, and then turned away from his lover's own face shyly to hide in the crook of Adam's neck. Adam giggled.

"Aww I'm sorry I made you all hot and embarrassed by that. C'mere and give me a kiss."

Kris came out of his 'hiding spot' and placed a small kiss on Adam's lips before scurrying back into his crook. It was enough to make Adam smile, and that's all that really mattered to Kris. The tender pull between shyness and playfulness. That was his shtick, and he pulled it off ever so well against Adam. It's what makes Adam Yin and Kris Yang.

Fact of the matter is that they work together through their balance of those two.

"I'm mad I can't spend all night with you like we could during summer," Kris said faintly, his mind drifting other places as he spoke. "I'd love to feel that smooth black hair in my hands as we make love in the dim morning light, only to wake up worn out in each other's arms during the bustle of mid-day activities with those blissful looks on our faces that we always have. That's what I want."

Adam smiled and kissed the side of Kris's buried head. "You sound so tired and out of it. But I love when you're like that. You're the cutest then."

"Whatever you say. All I know is that we have no troubles now. I like Sophomore school better than freshmen school. Don't you, Addie?"

Again, Adam was forced to smile. He slowly got up, letting Kris gently fall into his pillows, and placed a loving kiss to his forehead as he tucked the covers under his tiny body.

"G'night Kristopher. Go to bed."

"'Kay," Kris replied, closing his eyes until they were shut tightly over his chocolaty brown eyes. Adam then walked to the door, leaving silently as his loving boyfriend drifted into unconsciousness safely in the sheets of his own bed. He crept out of the Allen household and stumbled to his new car he'd gotten over the summer, putting it in gear and hurrying out of the driveway. Cool rain began to pour, and it hit Adam's windshield lightly in a tiny yet calm beat. Adam sped down the road to his house, pulling into the driveway with a tired and worn-out expression on his face, and walking into his house with the same exasperated look. He didn't even bother to go to his bed. Adam stumbled to the couch he had, plopping down on the comfy cushions with ease, letting the darkness overwhelm him and welcome him into a deep sleep.

Little did he know, a certain someone wasn't going to have the same kind of calm night. In fact, it wasn't going to be even a bit as nice as his.

All thanks to the psycho Crystal and her longing for revenge.


Now, Adam normally was one to wake on his own, but on this day, he was awoken to the vibration of his cell phone rubbing against his kitchen counter. Lazily wiping his hand over his face, Adam turned to the clock to check the time.

4:30am. Great.

Stumbling over reluctantly, Adam snatched his cell from the granite counter top and unlocked the screen. There popped up 3 new messages from Kris. The first one seemed.....worried? Scared?

"Adam....there's something not right here...."

Adam then flipped to the next one, which, even though it was in the same size print as all the other texts, just didn't seem like Kris's writing. Adam read it intently.

"Adam, you better save me from this. Crystal wants revenge. I'm hurting from the pain of this."

What the hell does that mean?

The next text left Adam breathless.

"You could've stopped this. But you stayed asleep. Well, I hope you're happy with what you did."

Kris was in trouble.

He could just sense it.

Now, you would think that Adam would've just ran as fast as he could over to the Allen household to see if his lover was okay, but no, he didn't. Instead, Adam quickly dialed Ben's number, his heart pounding deep in his chest. Ben answered on the fourth ring.

"Adam, it's 4:30 in the morning! Why the hell would you-"

"Kris is in trouble. I just got a text that says I could've prevented something from happening. Ben, I think Crystal did something to him."

There was a slight pause on the other line, followed by the sound of other voices in the background.

"Adam," Ben replied calmly, "I'm glad you called me because my Dad's a police officer. That's kinda' why I'm so protective. Anyway, we're going over there to check it out. I suggest you come over, too, but you need to wait for us if you get there earlier. That person may be armed. Tell you're parents you're just heading out to his house and get over there."

Adam shivered at the thought of his poor baby being held at gunpoint and toughly responded by saying "See you there." and hanging up.

When it came to stuff like this, no one was going to knock Adam freakin Lambert down.


Ben arrived at the same time Adam did, both getting out cautiously to examine what was going on. Suddenly, a few more police officers other than Ben's father pulled up, all holding their guns tightly to their side in case that person was still there. Ben gulped at looked up at his father.

"Dad, make sure Kris is okay. Just get him the hell out of that place."

Ben's Dad nodded and motioned for a group of officers to head on in to the house. At first look you could see how the guy got in. He simply picked the lock and opened the door, apparently not caring to close it. The squad waked on in.

And then there was noise. Noise of men yelling for someone to get down on the ground and leave something alone.

"That something they're talking about is Kris," Adam said to Ben. Ben just nodded and kept his eyes glued to the front door, his eyes fiercely scanning the rest of the house.

Suddenly people were walking outside. Kris's parents and Dan were being sneaked through the back door to safety by another group of officers, not one of them looking un-harmed by this incident. Adam ran up to Kim and hugged her, feeling her warm arms wrap around his neck and hot tears trickle on to his shoulder from her worried eyes. He looked at Kris's father Neil then and saw sheer concern behind his tough appearance. He was worried for Kris. Hell, he seemed a few seconds away to running into that house and saving Kris himself. Just then, Adam felt his phone vibrate. He released Kim from his hug and took his cell out to check it. An unknown number was calling. Adam answered it, seeing Ben's father and a few cops trying to hear it too and find a location of who was calling.

This 'unknown caller' just had to be trouble.

"H-hello? Who is this?"

The person on the other line snorted as if this was funny.

"Who could it not be? It's Crystal, you big buffoon! And I'm not that happy with what you just did."

Adam heard Ben's father gasp and saw him motion for a few guards to go around to the back of the house. He then read the words "she's back there" off of his lips and froze.

"Hey jerk, answer me!"

"What the hell is your problem, Crystal?"

"Problem?" Crystal mumbled quietly to herself. "I have no problem with myself. I have one with you and how you have Kris."

"So you hurt Kris? And when the heck will you just get over it?"

He heard Crystal groan. "Never Adam. And I hurt him so that he can be mine."

"Like that would work."

"Oh it will. You'll see someday."

The sound of the officers then filled the other line, and Adam heard the other cell phone drop and the sound of a loud shriek come from where they were. It sounded like they had tazered her and that they had gotten her, and that was music to all their ears. They brought her out a few minutes later, struggling to stop her from fighting now that she had gained her senses back, and slammed her to the ground to handcuff her. Adam walked over to her against his better judgement and stared her square in the eye.

"Leave. Us. Alone."

"Screw you," Crystal replied. "Besides, I already had sex with him! So did my friend in there! Hell, I'll have his baby!"

I'll take that baby from you, too. "And do what with it? Use it as currency so you can get new clothes in jail?"

"Ha. I ain't going to jail!"


Ben's Dad rolled his eyes. "You're partially correct. You're not going to normal jail. You're going to jail a jail for psychos like you. Oh, and you'll be in a straight jacket, so good luck trying to get out!"

Crystal shrieked and kicked an officer in the leg. "NO! LET ME GO!"

Adam waved at her as she was thrown into a dark van that had pulled up moments before and got taken away. Then, the guy from inside was brought out, blood on his ripped shirt and his nose broken. Good job fighting, babe. An officer then ran up to Ben's father and spoke.

"Sir, the boy in their needs to be taken to a hospital. Come with me, please."

Ben's father, Adam, and Ben himself all followed-Kris's family being too fragile at the moment-and came through the door. They made their way to Kris's bedroom to find Kris laying on his bed, a towel covering his lower half of his body and new bandages covering his forehead and neck. Adam rushed over to Kris and just looked him over in horror.

"Kris...are you okay? What did they do to you?"

Kris slowly focused his gaze on Adam, a lone tear falling down his cheek.


"Bad things. And no..I......" Kris broke into sobs at that moment, barely saying "oww" as the tears fell. The sound of an ambulance filled their hearing, and soon EMT's were rushing in, pushing everyone aside to help Kris. Adam the whole time kept by his side, though, murmuring quiet words of re-assurement to him as the paramedics worked to help Kris on to their stretcher safely. Kris just kept crying, not even caring that he was hurt or that he was being talked to by a bunch of worried EMTs, He was too freaked out by what had just happened.

He had just gone through the worst experience he'd ever been through.

God knows that he hated every minute of it. He came because his body naturally reacted to it. It's not like he wanted to. Who would when a girl and a guy who you absolutely hate start forcing you to make love? Not even make love, but just have sex like that. Pure sex without love. He had tried to go against it, hoping that someone would come in and save him, but no, no one did, He was left to the dogs, you could say. The whole time he had prayed Adam would come to his rescue. He practically begged in every tear that he cried when Crystal's friend penetrated him brutally, holding that cold and hateful knife to his neck, promising it would all be over soon. By that, Kris thought he would either stop soon or that his heart itself was going to stop. Much to his bittersweet luck, he survived, only to be forced into pleasing the girl who he hated the most. He would have barely pleased her, making her just barely come, but that all changed he moment Crystal's friend brought out that knife again.

Basically, he just wished Adam had stayed with him that night.


"I'm so sorry baby," Adam said through tears, "I shouldn't have left. I should have stayed and protected you. I-""Shush," Kris said in a whisper, "it wasn't your fault. Trust me. No one could have prevented what happened. Yeah, maybe if you had stayed I wouldn't have been as hurt, but they still came, Adam, and you may have been hurt by them too. I would've hated that."

Adam sighed and looked into Kris's brown eyes sadly, seeing the pain that he was trying to hide clearly. It hurt him, and that was the thing he hated the most. Pain was not a good color on Kris.

"You want me to get you something to eat from the cafeteria?"

"Um...sure. Can I have ice cream?"

Adam smiled and got up from Kris's bedside, wiping the tears away as he left the room. Kris sighed.

I hope Adam doesn't ask me to have sex with him any time soon. All he knows is that they hurt me. He doesn't even know a thing. Gosh, why didn't they just kill me?

Moments later, Daniel walked in, his face a bit grim and sorrowful. Kris sighed.

"I'm alive Dan, you don't have to be all sad."

"You just got raped Kris. I think I have the right to feel worried for my little brother."

Kris rolled his eyes. "I ain't that little."

"Kris, I'm turning 18 this year. Next year I'll be in collage, far from where you can reach me. You're always going to be my little brother because you always rush to my side when you need help. Blame mom for having you last."

"You are so weird," Kris said quietly, "but I love you. I'm gonna miss you, Dan. Sorry I'm snapping at you about this. I guess I'm just being shaky."

Daniel smiled and patted Kris's head. "Forget it, Kris. It's fine. Anyway, um...are you gonna ever tell Adam about what happened? He really should know before you guys get into it and then you chicken out. The dude has feelings, you know."

"Adam is a big boy. He can respect if I ask him to not do something. All I have to do is tell him I'm not in the mood right then and he'll settle for a cuddle. Happens all the time. Besides, he can get out all the sexual tension when we get back to school and sing our 'sexy' songs. It's as simple as that."

Just then, Adam walked back in carrying a little bowl of ice cream in his hand, smiling at Dan as he entered through the doorway.

"Hey Dan," he said a bit more cheerfully than before "why are you here?"

"Oh, just to say hi to Kris before I head back home. Um.....see ya' Kris."

Kris nodded and managed to wave back, his face falling a bit. Adam plopped on a chair next to Kris's bed and dug a spoon into the nice chocolaty cream, holding it out for Kris to eat.

"Taste it, sweetie. It's delish."

"I bet," Kris replied, taking the small portion of the ice cream into his mouth and savoring the flavor of it's cool and smooth texture. Adam smiled.

"You like that, don't you?"

For a moment, Kris was okay and was about to answer him. Then, it all came to him and hit him like a giant wave.

"Oh Philip, you're making Kris all hot and bothered. I think you should go harder. He's not feeling it yet."

"Yes, I agree. K-kris, you're going to enjoy this."

"No, no please! Owwwww! Ah!"

"You like that, don't you? Yeah, don't ya'?"


Suddenly, everything seemed real again, and Kris noticed Adam worriedly looking into his eyes in search if what was wrong. Kris took a big deep breath and then let it out in a big sigh, preparing himsef for telling Adam about this.

"Sweetie, we need to talk."

Adam nodded and intently looked at him.

"Crystal and that loon.....they....they raped me, Adam. That's why I'm hurt."

Kris saw the fear and concern sweep through his eyes as his mind processed those words.

"Oh my gosh. Kris.....why didn't you or somebody else tell me?"

"I didn't want you to worry," he confessed, "and you seemed too stressed about what happened for me to feel safe with you learning of it. I just wanted you to not be scared out of your mind."

Adam sighed and kissed Kris's forehead gently, seeing the small flinch Kris tried to hide oh-so-much and wanting to cry.

"Never not tell me something like this, Kris. Never."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I know you were thinking with your heart on that one. Its just that your mind wasn't thinking when it should've. You know what, though?"

"What?" Kris said back weakly.

"I think it was sweet of you to do that. Even though I am mad that you didn't tell me earlier, I really am happy of how you were thinking of me the whole time. I promise, Kris, that we will work though this together until you can be 100% well again. I'll hate them for the rest of my life for doing what they just did to you, but that's not something to think about right now. Right now we need to focus on getting you well again and back at school with me and the group. Okay?"

Kris smiled and reached out his hand to feel Adam's warm and beautiful face under his shaky palm. As their skin met, Kris sighed. Adam's face seemed so much more inviting and just full of care and compassion. It could make him cry just by his touch. So soft and pretty.

 Just then, Adam slowly bent down and carefully kissed Kris on the lips, ignoring Kris's flinch this time completely. He slowly just kept the kiss going, praying that Kris would feel less scared as it went on. Suddenly, Kris pushed Adam away, immediately looking away from his face and just huddling in his bed. Adam gulped and stepped back a bit, giving him some space.

"Kristopher? Sweetheart, are you okay?"

Kris still didn't look at him, but he replied.

"We went too far too fast just then, Adam. Short kisses are all we should do for now, if any. I just.....don't feel safe...kissing you."

And as much as that hurt Adam to think about, he knew it was true. They needed time.

Luckily, that was a time he was willing to take.

Stupid Crystal and idiot loon with her. Oh well, at least they're going to be with their straight jackets and not with us for hopefully a while.

 I just hope Kris won't be like this forever.

To be continued.....


PS: Guys, I want you to know that I just really am in a corner about this situation with actually doing something other than lovey-dovey stuff. I want you to know that as a writer I do have to make conflicts and a plot, and even though I guess I may have gone a bit too far here, I do have to make a little *drama* within this story. Crystal isn't a kid on the playground who takes your swing. She's bad, and I had to do something about her. I also have to use some sort of drama or else it'd be pointless to keep writing this story. DRAMA IS PART OF THE FIC, and I really feel like I get yelled at or have readers that I ry to please turn away and not comment or go on. I feel guilty and sad when I do that. So, anyway, I'm gonna be like Adam was on the AMA's and say that although I'm not sorry I wrote it-considering the good that will soon happen because of this-, but that I am gonna be more...careful next time. I'm open to any suggestions you may have for me about what to do next time, so please tell me if you have any.

Many glittery hugs,

G-Rock <3

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"Well class," their homeroom teacher said one last time to them, "Next year, you'll all be passed off to the sophomore teachers and will be just my science group. I want to say that, although it's been a hard freshman year for some of you-" All eyes went on Adam and Kris, but they just rolled their eyes and shook their heads. "-but, I can only say that it will keep getting better and better. I can't wait to see what you all will accomplish next year. Anyway, I wish you all luck! Goodbye everyone and good luck as Sophomores!"

And then, the final bell rang, sending everyone into just hugs goodbye and kisses from lovers.

For once, Adam was part of that group.

Snatching his sweetheart tight in his arms, Adam planted a big and wet kiss on Kris's lips, joy and pure love in his big blue eyes. Kris leaned into Adam's grasp, closing his eyes in pure happiness of the moment.


It's over.


"MOM!!!!!!!!!! WE'RE SOPHOMORES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Adam came walking in with Kris at his side, giggling and totally blissed-out by the joy of summer. Leila smiled and hugged both of them joyously. Finally.

"Congrats you two!!!!!!!! And, uh....if you want can. Neil's off with some friend for the night to kick off summer."

Kris snorted. "Glad he is. I'm not being naked in this house with him near."

"Says who, mister? If I want you to be-"

"Boys," Leila said, a smirk in her voice, "let's not talk about that stuff right now. Anyway, why don't you two chill on the couch for a bit until I start dinner. Holler if you need me!"

Once Leila was gone, Adam and Kris flopped on to the couch -Adam first, of course- and began to watch TV. Suddenly, Adam got a text from Neil.

"Mom is probably gonna kill me."

Adam let out a small groan -that Kris had mistaken for pleasure much to his luck- and then texted back.

"Why would she?"

Neil replied quickly. "'Cause I did something a bit.....crazy."

"Crazy as in what?"

"Crazy as kiss my friend..."

To Adam, a kiss was nothing really, unless with Kris or his parents. It was a show of love or curiosity. Leila had told that to him a long time ago, and it still stuck with him today. So, when he read the text, Adam kind of laughed. This kid is a handful.

"Mom won't kill you for a kiss, Neil."

"Will she kill me for kissing his sister?

Adam groaned. "Neil, are you going crazy? First you say you're gay, then you go out and kiss a girl? What is with you?"

He got a reply a little while later. "I don't know what the heck I am, Adam. I liked kissing Kris, I liked kissing my friend, and I liked kissing his sister, too. All just as much. If there's some sort of name for that, then tell me, 'cause right now I feel like a freak."

"Neil, you're just getting confused. Hell, I kissed some girls when I was younger. Just don't get too ahead of yourself. I guess all I can say is experiment. You're 13. Give it some time. Now, I gtg because Kris is asleep on my leg and I should do something about that. Bye."


Adam set down his phone and looked down at the now sleeping Kris. His arms were holding Adam close like a pillow and he was sort of hugging his legs. He just looked super comfortable at the moment.

"Dang you're cute," Adam whispered, petting Kris's hair lightly with his hand. Kris shifted a bit, but stayed asleep. A smile had appeared on that little face, and that was all Adam needed to feel at peace. Summer finally was here, and now they could be at ease. No bullies, no trouble-minus Neil-to worry about, and just plain relaxation time with his love under the sun. What more could he ask for?

This summer was surely going to be one of his favorites.


{Flash Forward to June 21st of that summer}

Kris knew that day was coming. His sweet 16. All that night leading up to his birthday, Adam had hung out with him at his house, kissing him and telling him just how excited he was for tomorrow.

Well, tomorrow is now, and the moment Kris woke up, he even felt excited.

Kris did his usual morning routine-showering,  brushing his teeth, getting dressed-and then went to check his cell. He saw he had 5 texts. Smiling, he read them one by one.

"Happy Birthday Kristopher!!!!!!!! Hope Adam makes you happy today ;) xoxo Brad"

Kris laughed. That's so Brad.

"Happy B-day bro! <3 Allison" Kris giggled and read the next one.

"Hey Kris! Happy B-day from Jamie, Gabby, and I! luv ya! Casey :)"

Smiling, he looked to the next, a bit surprised by the sender. "Hey Kris, it's Ben. Hope you have a good birthday, buddy! See ya!"

Then, Kris turned to the final text, the most recent one, and opened it quickly.

"I suggest that you get your butt over here in your bathing suit ASAP. You deserve a sexy and fun sweet 16. See ya' there."

As if the day couldn't get any better than to hear his boyfriend as him to come see him, Kris saw a pair of brand new dark blue swim trunks laying on his dresser with a little note from Adam saying 'Happy Birthday' to him. He took them and put them on, checking in his mirror to see how he looked, slid on his black flip-flops, slid on a white sleeveless shirt, and then walked out to the living room. Instantly, Kim was hugging him, yelling 'Happy Birthday!' loudly into his ear and kissing his face everywhere. Dan was sitting on the couch smiling, and his father was sitting in his chair staring at the TV blankly. Kris chuckled and yanked his mother off him.

"Thanks Momma. Calm down before you have a heart attack!"

Kim laughed and sat back on the couch, wrapping her arm around Daniel.

"Um....Momma, Adam texted me and wants me to come over. I'll be home before dinner so that we can celebrate then. I promise."

"But Kris," Kim said sadly, "we were gonna take ya' on a trip to the Hollywood strip to go sight-seeing and stuff!"

Damn. "Momma...Adam seems to have really planned something...It'd kill him if I bailed out, probably."

Neil glared at him angrily. "Kristopher Neil Allen, you will not blow off your family for Adam! Now go and get ready to go to Hollywood."

"Wait," Daniel said, "Kris, could you see if we could come along with you guys? I mean, knowing Adam's family, they're bound to come with you two."

"Sounds fine to me," Kim said. Neil just nodded and motioned for Kris to go call.

I hate this. "Fine, I'll go call him."

Kris walked back to his room and grabbed his phone, groaning as he reluctantly typed Adam's number. He wasn't happy about this one bit. Well, let's screw sexy! Adam answered on the second ring.

"Kris," he said a bit surprised, "why are you calling?"

"Why don't you ask that to my family?"


Kris groaned again. "My family had this sight-seeing thing in Hollywood planned today and my Dad forced me to go."

"Oh hell no. So you can't come to see me?" Adam's voice sounded so disappointed. Apparently, he really was looking forward to this.

"Not exactly. You see, Daniel came up with the idea where they come along to wherever we are going. So, as long as they come along, I can come."

"That sucks."

"I know."

With a little laugh at Kris's enthusiasm, Adam sighed and replied back to his lover.

"Okay, well at least everything won't be that messed up by this. Besides, there's plenty of things to do at the beach that they-"


All that could be heard on the other line was the guffaws from Adam as he enjoyed Kris's excitement.

"Bye sweetie."


It was 11:45am by the time Kris and his family reached the beach. The sand and water looked beautiful that day, as it should, and just invited everyone to come. Luckily, though, not many people were there. Actually, there were only a couple families strung along the sandy shore as their little children played at the water's edge and built sand castles. The place was freakin gorgeous.

Once Kris's family all was out and sun-screened up, the group marched up to the sand from the parking lot, smiling at the nice view it gave. After a minute of searching, Kris saw Adam and his family all set up a few feet up shore in the nice white sand. Leila was drinking a cutesy margarita with an umbrella in it, Eber was cooking on a little mini-grill he had brought along, Neil was fiddling around with a sandcastle he had made, and Adam was laying on a lounge chair under a large beach umbrella, head back, relaxing to the calm sound of the waves. He had on blackish swim trunks, a very see-through cover shirt, and dark sunglasses. 

Gorgeous as hell, I tell you.

Kris suddenly ran from his family's group and crept up to where Adam was laying, sneaking right behind him and taking off his shades with a smirk. Adam giggled and reached for them back, getting a simple head shake 'no' from Kris, who then got out from under the umbrella and taunted him.

He wanted this to be a chase.

Slowly getting up from his chair, Adam got up and walked calmly towards Kris, a smirk now also appearing on his freckled face. Kris winked and then sped off down the beach, an evil laugh coming from his lips as he ran. Adam sprinted after him, chasing past a few unsuspecting families and over a few old and abandoned sandcastles. Finally, about 60 feet from where their families were, Adam caught Kris, tackling him to the ground and successfully obtaining his sunglasses back. Adam giggled.

"Happy Birthday, Kristopher."

Placing a small kiss on Adam's cheek, Kris smiled.

"Thanks babe."

The two walked back hand-in-hand down the beach with big smiles plastered on their faces, ignoring the occasional looks from a few of the families they passed. Suddenly, a little girl they passed looked at them at called them over to her. When they got back to her, she smiled.

"You two want to build sandcastles with me? My mommy is too worn out to. Plus, she's got my baby brother inside her, so she's always tired. So, pleeeeeeeeeeeease can you play?"

Looking over to the little girl's mother, who was planted under her umbrella with a smile at the two's faces. She motioned for them to go on and play, so they did.

"Of course," Adam said in his sweetest voice, "we'd love to! What's your name?"

"Marcie, but my real name is Marcella. I like Marcie better. Who are you two?"

Kris warmly smiled at the little girl and knelt down to her. "Well, I'm Kris and that's Adam," he said pointing to his lover beside him. Marcie smiled and started playing around with the loose sand around her, a small frown appearing on her face.

"Guys, this sand stinks. Why won't it stay together???"

Adam laughed and sat down next to her, taking one of her toy shovels in his hand. "Because this is dry sand. Dry sand doesn't like to stay together. But wet sand does, and there's two ways we can get it. First, by digging deep into the sand to get it out." Adam took the shovel and began digging, hitting some wetter sand about a foot down. "Second, by taking some water from the ocean and mixing it with sand." Kris took her bucket and ran down to the water's edge, filling the bucket up about halfway, and then came back. He sat down and poured some of it into the dry sand. At first, the sand looked muddy, but then it turned a bit harder, and it started to become perfect for building. Marcie smiled at the two.

"You guys are smarties! So, smarties, what do we do next?"

Smiling at Kris, Adam grabbed another bucket of hers and started to fill it with sand. "Well, you just put the wet sand into a bucket and..." Adam then took the bucket packed with sand and flipped it over quickly, pressing it lightly into the sand, hoping it would work. Then, he slowly took the bucket off, and sure enough, a perfect sandcastle was standing before Marcie. She giggled and clapped her hands, simply delighted. She then took the same bucket and did exactly what Adam had done before, grinning ear to ear when another perfect sandcastle stood next to the other. Adam and Kris both clapped for her, earning a big hug for both of them from the small auburn-haired girl. With a short goodbye and mouthed 'thank you' from Marcie's mom, Adam and Kris were set free, both resuming their walk back. Soon enough, they got back, Leila and Kim smiling at them.

"You boys are too sweet," Leila said, clasping her hands together in pleasure, "playing with that little girl like that? I'm so proud of you boys."

Kim nodded and walked back over to where Leila had been drinking her margarita and sat down in her beach chair that now was next to hers. Leila followed her and sat, chatting along happily about something that the boys didn't care about. Adam and Kris then looked over to where Neil was, seeing Daniel play happily along with him at trying to capture a poor crab that was just merrily walking by in the sand. Then they looked to where Eber was, seeing him obsessing over his grill with the somehow happy Neil Allen. Suddenly, Kris was pulled to the side by Adam, getting a big bear hug from him and a small kiss. Kris laughed.

"A little happy, are we?"

A twinkle came in Adam's eye. "Far from a little, Kris. Now, I didn't get to put on any sunscreen, you help?" Adam's eyebrow shot up and a sexy look appeared on his face. Kris giggled and dragged Adam over to a spot beside Neil and Daniel's chase of the crab, laying a beach towel from his parents on the ground, motioning for Adam to get on it. Adam did and took off his cover shirt, tossing it aside to reveal part of his gorgeous body. he then laid down on the towel, shutting his eyes and sliding on his sunglasses. Kris took the bottle of sunscreen from the sand and opened it, pouring a small amount of lotion on to his hands. He then placed his hands on Adam's back, lovingly massaging the sunscreen into Adam's back, a few moans getting uttered in sheer delight.

Over where Neil and Daniel were playing around with the crab, Neil noticed his brother and Kris near them and stopped playing, a frown appearing on his face. Dan soon noticed and looked at the two, not understanding what the problem was.

"Hey buddy," he said to Neil in a bit of concern, "are you okay?"

"Why does Adam get to be so lucky?"

"Lucky? How?"

Neil crossed his arms and looked to Daniel innocently. "He gets to have someone who loves him and doesn't think he's a freak. Plus he has Kris."

Daniel looked to Neil in confusion. "'re jealous he has Kris? Why should you?"

"Because I think Kris is cute, okay? I don't think I'm full out-and-proud gay but I do think Kris is hot and heck, he started this. I like him and that's that."

"So trying to break Kris away and being jealous of Adam is gonna change things?"

"Maybe," Neil said quietly, "but I know I'll never get Kris. I just want someone like Kris for me. A lot."

Dan smiled. "You're not gay, Neil, you're just a very confused kid who just wants love. Who knows, you may find that someone like Kris that is a guy, but that someone could also be a girl. Neil.........I think you should just stop and wait until you're older to really think about stuff like this. You're young right now. Understand?"

Smiling, Neil nodded and hugged Dan, looking over to Adam and Kris enjoying themselves. "Thanks Daniel."


"Adam, stop freaking out, it's just seaweed."


Adam was on the edge of the water picking out pieces of seaweed that had gotten in his hair when they scubba-dived just minutes before. Kris was leaning on Adam's shoulder next to him with a big smile on his face as his love picked seaweed paranoidly out of his raven-black hair while the wind attacked it. The sun was only a few minutes away from setting, and their day on the beach was sadly coming to and end. Everyone was all ready to go, but were staying to see the sun hit the water. Kris nudged Adam's arm, making Adam turn to look into his eyes.

"Hey, remember in 'Pirates of The Caribbean' how they said that every time the sun sets and you see a green flash, a soul has just been released from Davy Jones' Locker?"

"Of course," Adam said calmly, the last few pieces getting out of his hair.

"Well, I wonder if we'll see it tonight."

Getting the last piece out from his hair, Adam smiled and shivered a bit as the cool water hit his toes.

"It's your birthday, after all. They've got to free a soul on an occasion like this!"

Kris laughed and began to cover part of his leg under sand. Adam just gazed into the sky as the pink and orange colors painted a beautiful picture on the clouds. The wind became rougher and the water inched closer. The tide was coming in. Yet, the boys stayed in place, letting the nice cool water cover their legs inch by inch. Suddenly, the sun began to set into the water. Adam and Kris smiled and gazed at the sun, watching it sink slowly into the water. Finally, it was ready to dip below the horizon. Kris watched extra closely, waiting for that green flash anxiously.


It was small, but Kris and Adam both saw the little green flash just as the sun disappeared into the water. So rushed by their excitement, the two kissed. Adam had his hand resting around Kris's neck and Kris had one hand in the sand to prop him up and one hand on Adam's shoulder, lovingly holding him close. You could say sounded like it was a scene from a movie, but to Adam and Kris, it was real.

Oh so awesomely real.


To be continued..............

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A/N: Here's part two like I promised!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A few other things, though, before you read:
1: My new banner should be coming any day now  =) Can't wait for it!!!!!!
2: Guys, just hope and pray for Adam to be safe during his stop in Malaysia. I'd hate for him to get arrested for being gay or for some wack-job attacking him. Also, all those protesters that are going to come......I just really feel for him right now. So, even if you aren't from the US, still pray that he does get back home safely <3 I really miss him and I think it's always scary to see something like this happen to someone overseas who doesn't quite know all their rules and such. Pray a prayer or just wish that he'll be okay and kill the concert like always =D Thx guys!

Anyway, READ ON =D


"Students," the science/homeroom teacher said to the group, "as you all know, your year of being freshmen is almost up, which means that next year comes a whole new group of kids with even more diverse personalities. Now, this year hasn't been the calmest of years on the violence level." Everybody turned to Kris and Adam in the back of the class, making them blush a bit. "Next year is going to be much, much different. I expect the utmost respect from all of you, regardless of how the new class is. If any of you cause anything to happen to them, you will be suspended or even kicked out of this very school. Do I make myself clear, class?"

Everyone tiredly nodded, each doing whatever they could to stay up.

"Now, since in a few days we are going off for summer, I'd like all of you to please get up, grab your bags, and go out to your locker and start cleaning it out. Make sure to grab every textbook and bring it to me when you are done. You will need to be finished by the end of this period. Okay, now go, but do not act wild, or else you will be in trouble! Go!"

It might as well have been the running of the bulls: LA edition.

Everyone ran as fast as they could off to their lockers, all happily chatting and smiling as if it was lunchtime or study hall. Adam and Kris walked hand-in-hand down to their lockers, smiling as they opened both of theirs. Kris really hadn't payed much attention to it, but Adam's locker was almost an exact replica of his, minus the little magnate and the picture of him and Katy that still stood it's place in his locker, only in green. Kris smiled and took out his math book, laying it down lightly on the floor.

"Remember when you decorated this?"

Adam laughed. "How could I not? That was the day I met you. Meeting you was the best moment of my life, regardless of how moody you acted."

"I was not-" Kris tried to say in protest, only to be shut up by Adam's laugh that echoed through the hall. Kris rolled his eyes and laughed along, silently remembering that day in a sense.

"Can you believe it's almost been a year since we've met?"

Kris shook his head. "Nope. Not one bit. You?"

"Nope," Adam honestly replied, taking a quick look in his mirror before shoving it into his backpack. "Can you believe all the crap we've been through since school started?"

"Not one bit," Kris said with a sigh. "We nearly died like, five times, we fell in love, you were poisoned, I...left you, we made up, we both lost our virginity..." Adam giggled a bit and then blushed, motioning for Kris to go on. "We promised ourselves to one another with our rings, we freakin went to Conway and saw Katy, got drunk by your weirdo aunt who's now pregnant, we both dated one other person for a short period of time, we dealt with my crazy father, and we met Brad, Allison, Casey, Gabby, and Jamie."

"Damn," Adam said in a bit of shock, "what a hell of a school year this has been. I'm kind of scared about next year."

"Even though it's another year closer until we no longer go here?"

Adam smirked and kissed Kris, nipping at his lip as he pulled away.

"Let's freakin celebrate."


English went pretty well, not counting Adam's little run-in with the teacher about what's an appropriate sentence and what is not. He wrote it about their little night before-something that really wasn't meant at all to be used for an English project. They got no homework and were just cleaning their books the whole period, not allowed to talk what-so-ever. Leaving it was awesome-being able to talk again was like being able to walk again for the first time to most people-and for the short moment in-between classes, Adam and Kris just kissed at their lockers. They already had their books in their back-packs, so really, it was all they could do other than talk.

Come on, if you were them, what would you rather do? Talk, or kiss?

Tough answer.

As the bell rang, the boys were separated by their math classes, and were forced to live in their little coats of silence, not even any of the girls or Brad able to talk. It was the same deal in Math that day. They had to be quiet and had to clean up their books.

It was so much fun.

Getting up from his seat at the end of the period, Adam ran out the door as fast as he could to meet Kris. He so wanted to see his cutie now, and as far as he was concerned, he was going to. Searching high and low down the halls, Adam tried to find Kris. Yet, he seemed to be no where in sight for some reason beyond Adam's knowledge.

We always meet outside the door after math. Where the heck is my Kris?

Adam quickly made a dash for the bathroom, hoping Kris wasn't getting beaten up in there, but was suddenly yanked back by his shirt and thrown into what he guessed was a storage closet. Adam groaned.

"What the hell dude, are you freakin ma-"

Suddenly, lips were on his and he was slammed against the only clear wall in the room.

"You son of a-"

"Hi Adam," Kris said proudly, "nice to see you."

"I freakin thought you were getting beat up or something!"

" look so sexy right now."

"What the hell, Kris, why did you-"

"HEY," Kris said, slamming Adam once more into the wall, earning a small moan from him. "shut up about that right now and listen. You, mister, are going to do me right here and right now while everyone's at lunch. No one shall hear us, no one shall bother us. Now, I suggest you pucker up those pretty little lips of yours, because this morning is about to get a whole lot more interesting."

Holy mother of glitter, some serious stuff's about to go down.


The rest of the day was going swimmingly so far. Social Studies was a breeze considering they just did what they'd been doing for the past 3 or so hours. Adam and Kris just kept their dirty little smirks on their faces, knowing what they had just gotten away with and what just happened. Suddenly, though, Adam's cell went off, and the caller ID said Neil. What the hell. He quietly walked up to the teacher and asked if he could answer it. The teacher, knowing how today wasn't really much of a school day, let him go to the bathroom and answer. Once in there, Adam ran in and answered in an angry tone of voice.

"Neil, what the hell man, I'm in school! Why are you calling me when you know-"

"Adam, I'm scared. Kids.....they think I'm gay and well...I'm trapped in a storage closet right now by them."

For a moment, Adam just stood frozen, his brain flashing back to when he was in middle school having to fo through the crap the other kids gave him for being gay. But.....Neil? 

"Neil, you need to get out and go straight to a teacher."

"But Adam! They'll kill me if I leave!"

Adam sighed and clenched the outer lining of the phone tightly, pushing back tears and old memories.

"Trust me, Neil. Remember when I was younger and I used to come home crying?"

"Yes," Neil replied a bit calmer.

"Mom always told me to run and go to teachers. Even if they don't approve of you being gay....they'll still stop them from hurting you. Trust me, Neil. And by the need to talk to mom and dad tonight."


"Neil," Adam said quietly, "it makes everything better. I'm telling you, it does. Now get out of there and find a teacher. Fight hard, buddy."

Although they were near inaudible, Adam could hear small sobs coming from Neil. How is this happening? 

"I've got to head back to class, Neil."

"No," he said a bit louder and more desperate, "I don't want you to go, Adam."

Sighing, Adam wiped away his tears and replied. "Trust me Neil, you need to go and face your fears head on, or else you'll just screw yourself even more. Now, go be the Neil I know you can be."

"I love you, Adam," Neil quietly said through sobs. It brought Adam to tears at the sound of his little brother crying on the other line. It was as if he was watching his life happen all over again to poor little Neil. At least, though, Neil had him to talk to. Choking back his tears, Adam took a deep breath and returned the love, giving a quite goodbye and then hanging up. All he could hope was that Neil would be okay. Right now, though, he had to get back to class.

Stupid history was calling to him.


"So is he okay?" Kris said as he walked down the halls with Adam. "Like, did you hear anything from him afterwords?"

Adam shook his head and sighed deeply. "Nope. Not even a text, but they are a bit stricter of cell phones in middle school, so he may just not be able to call or text that he's okay."

"You think he could be hurt?"

"Neil?" Adam said a bit un-confident of himself. "I think that if he stands up for himself and really...well...doesn't let the others get to him that he should be okay. I mean, you got lucky that you had me with you when you came out, Kris, because I know how to play damage control and I could be with you whenever to protect you. With Neil.......I can't go to school with him. Of course, since it's almost the end of the school year, this is gonna probably ruin his summer if we don't do something fun to cheer him up. None of his 'friends' will probably do stuff with him and he'll be practically an outcast. Especially since they won't forget about this over the summer. 8th grade is gonna suck for him."

Kris nodded and wrapped his arm around Adam's, leaning into it as they walked more.

"I feel sorry for him," he mumbled quietly. "Neil's such a good kid, minus the pain in the butt part he's always had, and I'd hate to see him just...lose it all for such a stupid reason. Damn, this sucks."

Adam nodded and once more checked his cell for messages. He had none still, and his heart sank just a little bit more.

Oh please let him be okay.


Music and Spanish were kind of like obstacles for Adam at the moment. All he wanted was to go home and comfort Neil in his arms, but no, school had to last on even longer.

All throughout music-which usually was Adam's favorite subject-he got distracted by horrible memories from middle school that would not leave him alone.  It hurt him, and his mind couldn't even begin to write any more of his song. Many people noticed his down look-even Brad and Allison, who always were in a good mood, did-and felt kind of worried about him. They knew something was up.

Spanish was even worse because they had to do class work. Adam didn't even have the attention to do it.

For all he knew, he flunked the paper.

Finally, as the last bell rang, it was time to go home. Kris decided to come home with Adam for now and then leave later to be with his family whom he had neglected to talk to for a few days. Kris cared about them but really wanted to help Neil. He was like his little brother.

They hopped on the bus immediately and got off as fast as they could when Adam's house came, sitting in the steps just waiting for Neil's bus to come. Finally, after a few minutes, the bus came, and Neil practically ran off it, a few kids laughing and pushing him out, taunting him with names and such. Adam sprang up and ran towards them as the bus went away. If there was one thing he remembered from being a middle school kid, it was that you listened to what the high school kids said. Period.

"HEY!" He yelled to the kids who were now walking down the side walk. "GET BACK HERE!"

Just like he had hoped, the boys all walked back, looking at Adam with curious faces.

"Yes?" one boy cockily said, a smirk on his face.

"I saw that. What you just were doing to my brother. Well, I'm not amused. Shut the hell up about him or else I will make sure you get what you deserve for it. Also, if he tells me you did ANYTHING that hurt him, I WILL make you guys pay for it, regardless of how 'funny' it was or how 'cool' it made you look."

The boy rolled his eyes. "I'm so scared. Gay boy over here has a brother who's wearing make-up and nail polish who's going to beat us up. Woooooooooow. I'm so worried."

Kris then got up and ran up to the kid, staring him straight in the eye.

"Oh, I can make you afraid. My brother will be a Senior next year in high school and was on the football team all the way up until this year since we just moved. He's hit 300 pound guys and would surely enjoy playing with a bunch of twerps who's combined weight is probably less than that. Especially if you make him angry. So, I suggest you guys lay off Neil if you don't want to be crippled for the rest of your life. Understand???"

The boys all looked at each other in a bit of fear and then scampered off as fast as they could. Kris smiled.

"I thought so."

Once the boys left completely out of sight, Kris and Adam bent down and helped Neil up from the ground. Adam instantly hugged him tightly, feeling Neil crumble a bit in his arms. Kris then hugged him, too, getting a quiet "thank you" from Neil as he pulled away. Kris kindly returned it.

"Neil.....we should go inside and have a talk with mom and pop. It'll be good for you."

Neil gulped and hugged Adam tight. "I'm worried."

Kris patted his back. "Hey, at least your parents are cool about this kind of stuff. I got like, shunned from my family. Calm down and don't worry. Adam's not lying one bit."

"Okay...........fine. But will you guys stay with me? I don't think I can handle going up to them alone."

Adam and Kris nodded, holding Neil close as they walked inside to go talk to Leila and Eber.


"How long have you known, sweetie?" Leila asked Neil, who right now was in a whirl wind of emotions.

"I don't know," he quietly replied, "but it's only recently gotten to me. Really since Kris started staying over."

Okay, if he says he thinks Kris is hot I may have to kill this boy.

"Why is that?"

"Well......I kept hearing them and seeing them together and well......I wanted that. Also...." Neil blushed a little. "Kris is kinda cute."

Adam instantly shot a death glare at him. "Oh no, don't you dare take Kris from me."

"Adam Mitchel Lambert," Leila snapped angrily, "stop that! for pete sakes, your little 13 year old brother is not going to take Kris away from you."

"But Mom-"

"No butts. Now be quiet or else you'll be grounded! Would you like that for the beginning of summer? Being grounded?"

He shook his head and went silent, taking Kris's hand and pulling him close in a possessive way.

My Kris.

"Sweetie, you're really sure you're gay?"

"Yes Mom. I'm not all frilly like Adam but I am. I just know it."

Adam again glared, but Kris quickly squeezed his hand hard to distract him from it. Luckily for Adam, it worked before Leila could tell what was going on.

"Adam helped me though, today, because I got trapped in a storage closet and he told me what to do. Then when I got home he and Kris stopped some bullies on my bus and made them run off."

"That's very nice of them," Leila said, looking a bit more happy with Adam than before, "but I'm afraid not all bullies will stop."

Neil nodded. "I know. But at least Adam and Kris helped today."

"True," Eber said, entering the conversation a bit. He'd helped Adam a lot when he was younger, so in a way, it was Leila's turn to handle this. " hang out with Adam and Kris for a while. Let your mom and I have a minute to talk. Okay?"

Neil nodded and got up, Adam and Kris following behind. They all went into Adam's room and sat on his bed quietly. Adam got up and looked at Neil.

"You like Kris. My Kris."

"Well I...."

"My Kris, Neil."

"But his face-!"

"Is mine."

Kris bit his lip. "Adam, calm down a bit..."

"His whole body is mine. I'm the only one who can kiss those lips and make him feel feelings he didn't even know. So, back off him, Neil!"

"Why can't I kiss him?"

"BECAUSE IT'S WEIRD!" Adam yelled, his eyes fierce with jealousy. "THOSE LIPS ARE MINE, NEIL!"

"Adam," Kris calmly said as he walked up to him, "calm down. I'm not going anywhere to anyone else, remember? He's your baby brother who has a crush on me. Why would I leave you for your little brother that quick?"

Adam sighed and shook his head sadly. "I don't know. I just don't want another person wanting you like I do. I've already fought enough for you and I just don't feel able to fight for you anymore."

Kris let out a big 'awwww' and then kissed Adam's cheek. "It's okay sweetie.......I'm not going anywhere. You know that. You have no reason to be worried about Neil doing something. If he wants to kiss what? It's not like a kiss means marriage."

"It means your picture will be a giant poster in his room that kisses and get's off to-"

"AD-AM!!!!!!!!!! Not in front of Kris!"

"You little twerp still think you have a chance with him!"

"Yes, because you aren't listening to Kris. If I was with him I'd listen to anything he said for me to do. Anything."

"EWWWWW!" Adam shrieked, pulling Kris away from Neil, who was now giving his version of a sexy face to Kris. "That's GROSS Neil!!!!!!!! No thirteen year old should ever say that!"

"No fifteen year old should be sexually active, but hey, you two are freakin bunnies!"


Leila came running in to see Adam huddled by Kris and Neil standing near them with this goofy look on his face. Oh for the love of crap. "What is going on?"

"Neil is trying to make a move on Kris! He wants to kiss Kris and do some really inappropriate stuff to him and I swear I feel nauseated just saying it!"

Leila sighed. "Neil nice to your brother and respect his relationship and his wishes for you to not be all lovey-dovey with Kris. They don't need you being immature and ruining it."

"But I'm just curious!"

She groaned and leaned against the door. "Frankly Neil, I'm so tired of this little discussion that I'm very close to say just go make out with a stuffed animal or something. Just leave them alone, sweetie. Now, I'm going ti leave, and I don't want ANY more complaints from you boys today. Do I make myself clear?"



"Good," Leila said as she walked out from the room, leaving the three alone again. Kris sighed and sat back on the bed, dragging Adam to sit on it, too.

" much as I want to stay, I probably need to go back to my family. You know, have dinner and possibly convince my father to like us a bit more."

Taking Kris's hand, Adam nodded and kissed his hand gently, smiling at his loving face.

"Of course. I love you, sweet thang."

Kris giggled. "I love you too, angel. Night."

Adam kissed Kris deeply yet lovingly, not only putting on a show for Neil but giving Kris a good good-night present. Finally, he pulled away, a giggle on his lips.

"G'night Kris."

"Ugh," Neil said, getting up, "you two are too sappy for me. I'm out." He then darted out fast in front of Kris, leaving him and Adam alone. Adam smirked and gave him a tap on his butt, laughing when Kris yelped..

"Run along, mister."

"Yes sir, Mr. Lambert, sir!" Kris said with a little salute as he strutted out to leave. He then walked all the way to the front door, opening it quickly.

What happened next was beyond his wildest suspicions.

Scaring the living crap out of him, Neil jumped up out of no where and kissed Kris smack dab on his lips. It was the most awkward, gross, and wrong moment in his life, and once the shock went away, Kris immediately pulled Neil off him, the most grossed-out expression EVER on his face. Neil smirked.

"Too much for ya' Arkansas?"


Kris just stood frozen at the door, his body not able to move by how freaked out he was.


Neil then froze, scared of his brother coming and attacking him.

"Oh Kris, please don't tell Adam about this! He'll kill me!"

Kris shook his head. "You crossed the line there, Neil. Sorry."

"But I'm just curious!"

"...And going against what your mom and Adam said for you to do. I'm sorry, but I have to."

Adam then ran to Kris, seeing Neil in front of him and his disgusted expression.

"What the heck is up?"

"Your brother just kissed me. Like, I opened the door and he just went for it. He then said "Too much for ya', Arkansas?" like I was his or something.  No freakin lie."

There was a long pause before  Adam spoke again. He sounded really angry, but was trying hard to keep his anger to himself.

"Neil......just.........go to your room. I'll have mom and dad take care of you later."

"Adam," Neil pleaded, "I'm sorry! I'm just really curious and Kris is so cute and-"

"GO Neil," Adam snapped, "leave Kris and I alone. Now."

With his head down and face blank, Neil walked through the doorway and went to his room. Once he was gone for sure, Adam clenched his fists and hit the door angrily. Kris wrapped his arms around Adam quietly, not saying a word to him as he began to break down in his arms.

"Want me to stay with you tonight? Or, you can come over tonight if you'd like."

"Come over," Adam said through a sob, burying his head even more into Kris's shoulder.

Kris smiled and placed a kiss on Adam's forehead and then on his lips, trying to both regain the feel of how those freckled lips felt and to reassure his blue-eyed wonder that he was, indeed, his, no matter what.

Why must everything happen to Adam when his life finally starts to go well?


NO H8 <333 =)
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A/N: Okay, I know it's short, but that's because of the drabble I worked on all week :) Hey, it's pretty good for doing it in one day! :D Also, I have no school tomorrow, so I may just give you the second part then!!! Enjoy guys!  =)

"Okay, whoever told our English teacher to use these words for our little 'sentences' assignment is a jerk."

"Oh come on," Kris said in laughter, "it's perfectly normal to use these words in sentences, Adam. The fact that they just happen to be words that have different meanings to you doesn't mean that it's a stupid assignment."

Adam raised his eye brow and looked down at his paper.

"It's perfectly normal to have to use the words "lubricate", "ecstasy", and "indulge" all on the same topic in a few sentences? Really???"

Kris laughed. "Yes Adam, people do use those words normally. Want to hear my sentences?"

"I can't wait."

"Before Jim and his son could go out for ice cream, they had to lubricate their car so that it could go. Once it was finished, they felt an overwhelming sense of ecstasy. Finally, they got to go and indulge in some delicious chocolate ice cream cones."

Adam rolled his eyes and sighed, his paper still looking blank and impossible to write on.

"Kris," Adam moaned, laying his head on his study hall desk, "I hate this. We're going off to be sophomores in less than a week and yet we have to do a little kid assignment like this. This school sucks. Why can't we just have music class everyday with Brad, Allison, and my girls?"

With a loving smile, Kris inched over to the edge of his chair and gave Adam a peck on the cheek. "Baby, I know it sucks, but just try. I mean, you do have all A's thanks to my tutoring and your awesome singing ability, so this should come easy to you. Here, why don't you wait until tonight to do this and just begin writing your song for music. Maybe it just might come to you while you write."

"Fine. But you owe me."

"I always make up for it, you know." Kris said with a big smirk, causing Adam to give a big toothy smile. Adam picked up his pencil and just gazed at Kris writing his song down so slowly and carefully, pouring what seemed like all his heart and soul into his writing. It always scared Adam to see Kris write, because every time he saw a pained look on that beautiful face, the fear that it was because of him that it had appeared ran through his mind. Kris smiled this time, though, and not once did he stop. That pencil wrote fast and furious, and Kris really looked inspired and a tad bit cocky. Adam smiled and turned to look back at his paper, grabbing his pencil to happily write about his little cutie of a boyfriend.


"Adam, will you shut your cell phone up," Kris yelled that night just minutes after he had finally fallen asleep, "because as scary as it is, I, too, need my beauty sleep!"

"Stop being cocky and let me go get it, Kristopher," Adam replied groggily as he got his phone from his backpack. Looking at the caller ID, Adam became puzzled. Who the heck is this?


"Adam, it's me, Ben."

"BEN?" Adam nearly shrieked, causing Kris to suddenly sit upright in bed fully awake.

"Please Adam, don't hang up. I....I need to tell you something. It's important and it could save your life the way I see it."

Adam rolled his eyes. "Yeah Ben, like you'd help us. How can I trust you after what you've done?"

"I was part of one of Crystal's plans, Adam. Yes, Crystal." Adam's jaw dropped. "She...she was going to have me steal Kris away....rape him....and then turn him over to her so that she could freakin brainwash him into thinking you did it to him and that Crystal was his lover. Luckily, she couldn't get the machine, but she really wants to get Kris back. She....she asked me to pay her out of jail...10 mill.........and I refused. Even though she has no bail, I'm pretty sure they'd taken that. Anyway, she wants to get him back, and I'm worried that she may really do some damage. I mean, she almost killed you once, right?"

Gulping, Adam replied. "Y-yes. can we trust you after before, though? You did hurt Kris and....I just don't know why we should-"

"Please Adam," Ben said in a pleading tone, "I don't want you guys to get hurt. What happened was before, and I was scared back then. I'm smarter. I left Crystal. Heck, I ran away. For all I know, she may have put a hit on me or something by now. I just don't want her to do any more damage. I swear to you Adam, I'm not lying. Please listen to me."

Adam turned and looked at Kris, who was sitting on the bed quietly, appearing to have heard the news Ben had just given. He nodded as if to say 'listen' and then laid back down, pulling Adam's covers over his face. Adam swallowed hard and then spoke.

"Fine, we'll listen, but if anything happens to me or Kris because of you-"

"Nothing will," Ben interjected, "I know Crystal real well. That's why I called the police after I left and told them to put her under more surveillance and to cancel any visits for her. Also, she's no longer allowed out of her cell, so she won't be recruiting anyone to hurt you any time soon. They kindly agreed to what I asked, so I'm pretty sure she won't be leaving anytime soon. Her leaving is your only fear right now, and as long as the police keep a good eye on her, you guys should be okay."

Adam sighed into the phone. "Well, that's good to know. Are you still a 'student' at our school?"

Ben laughed on the other line. "Yeah. Actually, I was always going to be a student there, but when I got caught up with Crystal...well, things changed and I got suspended for two weeks for that fight I had with you..and got bruised up a bit from that Brad kid." Adam smirked. "I get to come back afterwords, though, and I'm gonna try to change my rep before I get branded as the bad boy who will kill you or something.'ll let you sleep now...uh..bye. Stay safe."

Awkwardly saying bye back, Adam hung up and set his phone down, crawling over to where Kris was laying and giving him a kiss on the cheek, waking him back up.


"Hey cutie. Can I talk to you for a minute? I can't get to sleep since Ben called."

"Sure," Kris mumbled as he sat up, leaning into Adam's arm tiredly when done. Adam hugged him tight.

"When we're you want kids?"

"Ummm...yeah, I guess. Why?"

"Oh," Adam said quietly, "I was just wondering. How many do you want?"

"A few. Maybe two or three."

Adam smiled. "I was thinking the same thing."

"Do you want a little girl that you can hug and dress up and talk about glitter with?" Kris asked with a cute smile. Adam giggled.

"That's like asking if you'd want a little boy who you can rough-house and watch football with. Duh!"

Kris nodded understandingly and cuddled more into Adam's arms. "Where did this come from? I mean, one second you're talking to Ben about Crystal and then you go off on children. There has to be something bothering you. Tell me, Adam."

"Well," Adam shyly said into Kris's shoulder, "I'm worried about the future, I guess. Are we going to collage?"

"I'd like to," Kris confessed. "Even though I want to be a singer I don't really want to give up majoring in something. Are you?"

Adam frowned. "I don't know. Music is so important to me and after hearing all the stories of famous people not going to collage but becoming huge successes in their young age...I just feel like I need to go for my dream and not miss it by going there and doing something I don't like." Kris looked at him with a blank look. "You do understand me, right?"

Kris sighed and then nodded. He then took Adam's hand in his own and kissed it.

"Baby....I know how you feel. It's a tough decision, isn't it?" Adam shook his head 'yes'. "Well, I think what you're saying is really brave of you. Going for your dream is some tough crap to deal with these days. I think you can do it, though."

Adam smiled, but it soon faded into a worried frown in a matter of seconds.

"But what if we do have kids and I need a job because I haven't gotten a singing career? You'll be the only income we have, and then if we try to support two or three kids....Kris, we'd be screwed for life. Not only ours, may I point out, but theirs, too. I just don't want that to happen. And what if we have kids and Crystal comes and kills one or both of us? Then what would happen to our babies? Would our parents raise them?"

"Adam," Kris whispered lovingly, "none of that will happen. If worst comes to worse we could either barrow money from our parents for a while or I could work a second job. I just may get a job that gives me tons of money, though, and you won't need to have a job. Think about it, Adam, we'll be okay as long as we don't give up. Also, we won't be killed by that maniac, but if by some chance we do, we'll just have god parents for them or let our parents take care of them. Our kids would be in the best of hands, I know it. Adam............stop worrying, baby. Aww don't cry."

Adam was sniffling lightly, but the moment Kris acknowledged it, he suddenly bursted into tears. His fears swept him away at that moment, and if Kris wasn't there now being the one who was holding him, Adam would surely be inconsolable. He was only a kid after all. The future was bound to look scary for him.

That's just how things go in the world.

"Adam, you'll be the best kick-ass rock star this world will ever know," Kris said confidently to him. "You'll also be the best parent and husband, too. This little ring you gave may just be a place-holder until that day that you and me really can fully commit ourselves to each other, but I can guarantee that that day will one day come. I can't think of leaving you again, and I promise you that I won't. I love you too much now to ever leave you and jeopardize our future together, Adam. Believe in yourself once again, Adam, because you are the best freakin person ever and need to know it. Now, since I can't get to sleep now, I want you to pin me down on this bed and make love to me the way only you can. Blow my mind, Adam. I dare you to."

As if Adam Lambert could take down a dare like that one.

One second Adam was weak in Kris's arms and the next second he had Kris pinned down on the bed, a smirk overpowering his worried look he had before. Kris smiled proudly.

"That's my boy."

Suddenly, Kris was smoldered by a demanding kiss that was followed by lots of touching and desperate moans from the both of them. Finally, Adam decided it was time to undress Kris and get things started. With one devilish smirk of warning, Adam ripped off Kris's shirt, shredding a long strip of the blank white t-shirt, and threw it across the room, not even waiting a second to kiss Kris's chest greedily. Kris gasped.

"You little twerp! How dare you-"

Adam silenced Kris immediately with a fierce kiss, doing exactly what it was meant to do: make Kris forget all about that stupid and irrelevant shirt on the ground. Once all of Kris's and his own clothes were off, Adam then went to work downstairs, really making that shirt fly from Kris's mind.

Causing a loud whimper from Kris, Adam stopped and crawled up to Kris's ear, kissing him lightly to calm him down.

"Remember those words in class? Well, next time you hear them, I want this night to be in your head instead of a car, two random people, and ice cream. Although I must say, ice cream wouldn't be too bad to think about......."

For a moment, Kris's eyes went wide, only to flutter shut when Adam's lips laid gracefully on the back of his neck, a smile creeping on his face. Then, without warning, Adam flipped Kris over and did what only he knew best at doing, and Kris let out a loud series of yelps and groans.

Yup, never going to be able to hear those words again without this night popping up.

About twenty minutes later, everything was done and calm once again, the room only filled now with soft moans from minuscule kisses and caresses.

He's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.


As long as a day yesterday was, morning came fast for Adam and Kris.

Especially since Adam's brother Neil was there to wake the couple.


Nearly jumping off their beds, Adam and Kris woke, seeing Neil's smirking face just standing at their door all triumphant. Adam groaned.

"Okay Neil, now leave."

"No," he said giggling, "I'm not going anywhere."

Kris was next to groan, this time throwing a pillow at Neil, missing him by inches.

"Neil, stop being a perv and go."

"Nope. Get up and get ready."

Adam groaned. "MOOOOOOOOM!"

"Mom left already," Neil said proudly. "It's just us this morning. Now get ready or else I'll make you miss your bus."

"I liked him better when he was a pain in the butt," Kris mumbled to Adam as he slowly got up. Adam, though, pulled him back under the covers and shot a death glare at Neil.

"Stop being a perv RIGHT NOW Neil! This isn't funny, only sick."

"Sick to you," Neil said evilly, "funny to me. Now get up."

"Are you gay Neil?"

"NO," he shouted a little too defensively, "why would you EVER think that?"

Adam smiled. "Because you'd never do something like this. Now come on, tell me. Are you?"

Neil gulped and then ran out, running straight to his room and slamming the door shut behind him. Adam turned to Kris and let out a loud sigh.

"Kristopher.....I think we have another gay boy on our hands."

"Heaven help us."

To be continued........
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A/N: Hey guys :) I really hope you like this one :) And I also hope that you forgive me for that awful cliffy I gave you last week! =) So, enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Oh Benny boy, how you please me so..." )


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A/N: Here's part 2!!!!!! :D Sorry for the big cliff hanger!!!! But I'll try to finish earlier, so have no fear :)
Thanks for all the love guys :) Really appreciate it! Enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ben was a force to be reckoned with.... )
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A/N: Srry for the long wait and short chapter, but Adam's concert sure took up time!!!!!!!! :D
Anyway, I'll try to post second part soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thx for waiting for me :) lol
"Adam, there is no way Tim Tebow would ever kiss you... )
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A/N: Okay, I have a few people I have to thank here. 1: To the amazing [info]surefiredguitar for the great prompt here that was so fun to just...write :) 2nd: To the Florida Gator Football Team for being so freakin awesome and winning their opening game :) lol I know ya'll might not watch football much, but I do and had a great time watching it yesterday, so I have to thank them for the little prompt I got here :) Anyway, idk if you'd notice this without me saying it, but there's a lot of dialogue in this chapter. Well, here's why. I just felt that for this chapter it'd be better to hear from the characters' mouths what's going on and all. Yeah, I tell what's happening, but I have a lot of dialouge. It just tells what they're thinking better, and for this chapter, it's kinda' nice and fun to write :) Hope you guys like it and have a great weekend :)

"I want you to come watch a football game with me and my family tomorrow, Adam."

"Cute butt say WHAT?"

Giggling, Kris looked up at Adam and smiled, seeing that he was in utter shock from Kris's words.

"It's just a game, Adam. And besides, you'll get to know them better, and if things go well, my Dad might let you come over to my house sometime. Wouldn't you like that?"


"Oh come on sweetie, it's just a game."

"Where people get hot, sweaty, and really buff guys are just rolling on top of each other....wait a minute.."

"Shut up, Adam."


"Now," Kris said, cheerfully ignoring Adam's remark, "since our Arkansas guys aren't playing tomorrow, we're watching another team. My uncle and aunt and their daughter are coming all the way from Florida to come see this game with us, so we're gonna' be watching their opening game against Miami, Ohio."

Adam's face light up. "Miami????"

"In Ohio. There's a city of Miami in Ohio, Adam, and their football team from the collage is coming to play Florida."

As quick as it appeared, Adam's giddy smile faded, being replaced by a disappointed frown that resulted into a frown from Kris.

"Aww Adam," he cooed, wrapping his arms around Adam from behind in the small space they had by their lockers tightly, "I promise it'll be fun! Their daughter's very cute, and she'll probably love you since you're so glittery and all-"

"Hey, you say that like it's a bad thing."

"Sorry," Kris said, a bit of a mock tone to his voice, "you know I love your glittery-ness, babe. I know she'll love you almost twice as much as I do."

"Wait, you don't love me more than a little kid I don't know who just likes glitter?"

"Why are you being such a moody girl lately?"

"Why are you being such a controlling, rough boy lately, Kris? I mean, I know you sometimes like to be in charge at night, but lately you've gotten to a point where it's only been you!"

Kris smirked and hit Adam's arm. "You know you've liked it, though. And since when did this conversation have anything to do with football or about me being a 'boy' lately?"

"I.....I don't know, but I am not a moody girl, Kris! I'm just a guy who doesn't like football and loves glitter....and wants to top every once in a while. Can you blame me?"

For a moment, Kris just stared at Adam giggling, stoping only to kiss him sweetly and to watch his confused reaction as he began to walk away. He is definitely something, alright. Just then, the bell wrang, and Adam ran up to Kris, still looking confused.

"Can you????? Kris????"

"You're watching this game, Adam, like it or not."


"You said you wanted to be toppy every once in a while. Well, right now, it's my turn. You're going, and you'll like it, understand?"

"I hate you."

"Love you too, babe."


Standing in Adam's closet on the day of the game, Kris stood behind Adam, pressing him hard against the wall, a jersey in one hand, and Adam's eyeliner in the other, with a smirk the size of Texas on his face. Adam groaned, looking straight into Kris's eyes with a scared and nervous look on his face.

"What are you going to do to me, you little twerp?"

"This little twerp is about to make you the hottest looking football player the world's ever seen. Now shush and raise your arms so I can put this jersey on you."


"Raise 'em, Adam."


Once Adam obeyed, Kris slid off Adam's shirt, pausing a second only to kiss and marvel at Adam's body, and then slid the jersey on Adam, smiling nicely at how Adam looked. It was a Florida jersey of Kris's that he kept along with one other Florida jersey he had in the back of his closet for when he would watch a game with his relatives, and somehow it complemented Adam's body beautifully, flattering every curve of his body in a way that made Kris swoon.

"Damn," he whispered, "I didn't think you'd look that good in it."

"I'll take that as a complement, sweet thang."

"I'm never going to stop hearing that pet name, will I?"

"Nope. Now, make me hot somehow. I feel like a hobo wearing this thing."

Kris smirked, gently beginning to run the eyeliner pencil along the bottom of his eye lid to make Adam feel better and 'prettier' in his eyes.

"Hottest hobo ever."

"Oh shut up."


The ride from Adam's house to Kris's house wasn't far at all, and while Adam marveled at how good Kris had done on his eyeliner for a beginner at doing that stuff, Kris slowly edged his car on, thoughts starting to fill up his head. What if Adam says something too sexy? What if he makes a bad first impression? My Dad would throw him out probably and kill me later. He's so sweet, but if Adam says the wrong thing, my Dad won't care if he cured cancer, he'll throw him out like a cat. Hopefully Adam will be good. God help me.

"Man, you've got a big house, Kris. It looks nice."

Pulling in the driveway, Kris gulped and watched as his mother and father walked out from their front door, one with a smile, one with pursed lips and cold eyes. "T-thanks." Adam and Kris both hopped out of the car at the same time and walked up to Kris's parents with smiles on their faces. Kim hugged Adam.

"Oh Adam, you look so good! I'm going to love having you here!"

"My exact thoughts about you, Mrs. Allen. Well, except the having you part. Hehe, I'm just glad to be here!"

Hearing the laughs from the two, Kris exhaled happily in relief. He's being a good boy. Thank goodness.

Next, Adam walked to Neil, a small but kind smile on his face as he extended his hand out to him.

"Sir, it's a pleasure to be at you home. I know you're not to fond of me being here, so thank you for letting me come today."

Oh my gosh, who replaced my loud and un-filtered boyfriend with this gentleman of a guy?

Luckily, Neil shook Adam's hand, looking at him with a suspicious look. "You're welcome. Now come inside before we provide air condition for the whole neighborhood. The game's about to start and I don't want to miss kick-off."

Hand-in-hand, Kris and Adam walked in behind Kris's parents, following them to a very spacious living room, decked out with beautiful plants and a gigantic TV. Adam gasped.

"Wow. This place is gorgeous!"

"Thank you, Adam," Kim replied as she sat on the couch by the TV, "we love it very much."

"I can see why."

Suddenly, Daniel came rushing in, a jersey on and a root beer in his hand, and plopped down on the couch with a jump, startling Kim just a bit and earning a glare from his father.

"Hey Adam! You ready for some football?"

No freakin way. I'm here 'cause I somehow got forced to. "Yeah. Very ready."

Just then, the doorbell rang, and Kris was the first one to hop off the couch and sprint to the front door. He opened it immediately, suddenly getting swarmed by the hugs of his aunt and uncle, and getting a special big hug from his little cousin, who by the looks of her was around 6 years old. Adam stood off to the side while the families greeted one another, trying to be as respectful as he could be. Startling him from his thoughts, Adam felt Kris's shaking hand on his shoulder, seeing the family look at him with curious eyes.

"Guys, this is Adam. He's my boyfriend. Adam, meet my Uncle Harry, Aunt Quinn, and cousin Amber."

As politely as he could, Adam shook hands with Kris's Aunt and Uncle, happily noticing that they weren't giving any nasty looks to him yet. Amber quickly ran up to Adam, tugging his shirt for him to kneel down, which he did.

"I'm Amber. I'm 6 years old. How old are you?"

Oh she is just too cute. "I'm 16. That's ten years older than you."

"Woooooooow. You're Kris's friend?"

"His boyfriend."

Amber cutely looked between Kris and him, cocking her head to the side after a minute of her mind wondering.

"Wait. Is this something I don't know? I've seen girls and boys dating, but you're not a girl, and Krissy isn' can date boys?"

Before answering, Adam looked up at her parents, seeing them just look back at him blankly with curious eyes. Thanks for telling me if I can tell her, guys!

"Yes. They can, and there's nothing wrong with it, either."

Amber smiled. "Cool! But wait, how come there hasn't been a barbie princess moive of two boys yet? Or a disney movie?"

I hate when kids are too smart. "Well, because if there is two boys, then there's no princess. In barbie and disney movies, you need a princess for a prince. So, they use a girl and a boy. Understand?"

Amber nodded her head sweetly. "Yup! Thanks Adam. You taught me something new! I love learning new things!"

Adam smiled and kissed her hand like a prince would. "You're welcome sweetie. Hey, how's about I play a game with you about princess? You could be the princess, I'll be the prince."

"Oh my gosh, you are so cool. Uh, YES! I'd love to play! Oh, but only when it's halftime. The game's on soon!"

Am I the ONLY one not wanting to watch? She turned down playing princesses for the game? Well this must be one addictive sport.

"Okay. Sounds perfect!"

"Yup!" Amber walked over to Kris, who was standing across from Adam with tears nearly falling from his eyes at how sweet and adorable the two of them were just then, and took him by the hand, taking him over to Adam and placing his hand in Adam's gently.

"There," she chirped as she stepped back from them, "now the two princes are perfect. Holding hands and being together, just like it should be!"

Gazing over at Adam, Kris smiled through tears and nodded, planting a small kiss on Adam's shoulder.

"Yup girly. Just like it should be."


"OH MY GOSH, STOP FUMBLING THE DANG BALL," yelled Harry as he took another bite of his giant ham sandwich.

"Oh honey, they'll be fine. I mean, they are mostly freshmen out there. Give them a chance," Quinn calmly said from the office as she and Kim worked on a puzzle, "we'll be fine. I even bet we'll win."

"If the offense does better, yeah. I mean, they have like, negative 20 something yards. Their defense is killing it, though, so I agree. They'll probably win," Kris muttered, shrugging, "they are number 4 in the nation anyway. Gosh."

Harry looked over to Adam, who was sitting next to Kris with his eyes closed. "Hey Adam, what do you think?"

"I think I have no clue what the heck is going on. When's halftime?"

"There's five minutes left in the fourth quarter, Adam," Amber replied from her father's lap, "but they stop it a lot, so I'd say about 15 minutes."

Adam groaned into Kris's shoulder and then got up, walking to the kitchen. "I need a drink. Be right back."

Following Adam, Kris walked in behind him and shut the kitchen door without noise, sneaking up on Adam and kissing his neck. Adam giggled. "Now that was nice."

"You're bored. I thought you'd be a bit more excited than this. I mean, it's a good game, Adam. Pretty entertaining, and I don't usually even root for them. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine. It's just that I have no clue what's going on and it's not like I can just kiss you whenever I feel like it because your Dad is watching us like a hawk, so I'm super bored. I'm sure it's a good game, but....I'm not into that stuff, Kris. Now come on, I want something to drink."

"Just look in the fridge, Adam. We've got plenty."

"No, I want the heavy stuff. Wine, beer, vodka....something like that! I don't think I can take this boring stuff much longer."

Kris nearly choked on air. "Adam, you want to get drunk????"

"No, just a bit more entertained. Now show me where it is."

"Oh you are never going to find where it is 'cause I'm not tellin' you!"

Slowly, Adam backed Kris up into the wall, looking into his eyes with force. He means business.

"Tell me Kris, or else you'll be forced to be tickled to death."

Kris suddenly burst into laughter, not even noticing how Adam was serious. "Ha! I'm SO scared, Adam!"

Before Kris could react, Adam slammed him against the wall and began to tickle him everywhere, sending Kris into a giant laughing fit that had him laughing so hard it hurt. Finally, Kris gave in.

"FINE! It's in the top cabinet! Just STOP TICKLING ME!"

Abandoning Kris, Adam ran up to the cabinet and, just like Kris had said, opened the top one to find tons of different drinks, each better than the other.

"We've struck gold, Kris. Want some wine, my dear?"

"Sure, what the heck."

Little did they know, this 'small' drink was going to turn into a big mistake.


It was the end of the third quarter, and everyone was talking about the game, chatting and laughing without noticing Kris and Adam were missing. Neil looked to Harry and laughed.

"I would hate to be there right now. That place looks hot as heck. You must have to be a die-hard fan to want to stay there and watch."

"Yeah, I'd even leave, and I'm a die-hard fan!"

Suddenly interrupting them, a loud crash came from the kitchen, making everyone turn to face it. Neil got up and walked towards the room.

"I'm gonna' go see what that was."

He quickly crept into the room and, when he saw what it was, Neil almost screamed. Adam and Kris had broken the table and were laying on top of it making out like monkeys, bottles of wine around them and the cabinet where they were from wide open for Neil to see.


Kris and Adam turned their attention to Neil and began to giggle. Kris smiled.

"Hey Daddy! Wazzz uuuuup buddy?"

"Krissifer, that...that...that's your pops, right Krissifer?"

"It's my Daddy, Addie! Hehe, that rhymes! Oh Daddy, don't....don't mind us, weee're just makin' out. Ohhhh, sorry 'bout the table, but it can't hold us up! It fell!"

"Hehe, it fell," Adam drunkenly said, placing a kiss on Kris's forehead, "we too fat for it."

"It fell and we fell on it. That's funny!"

Neil still stood at the door, his mouth wide open and his nostrils flaring.


Adam and Kris slowly got up, grabbing the chairs to stand up without falling, and stared at him with weird looks.


"Can we go to Kris's room?"

"Yeah Daddy? Pleeeeeeease?"


"But I don't know where Krissifer's room is-"


"Fine," Adam mumbled with a fake frown on his face. "Bye-bye Krissifer."

"Bye-bye Addie. See yoooooooou."

As the boys were leaving, Kim came running in quickly, gasping at her table crushed by her feet and the wine bottles everywhere.


Neil groaned and picked up a bottle in his hands. "I don't know. All I know is that what happened here was gross and illegal."

"If the boys kissed, then sweetie, it wasn't illegal."

"They drank, Kim. Like mad."

"Oh, and you didn't drink when you were young?"

"I was a good boy."

"A good boy who didn't ever have a girlfriend until he was THIRTY!"


Kim rolled her eyes and picked up another bottle in her hands this time, chuckling to herself. "They are so crazy."

"And dead. Adam's no longer allowed at this house."

"You think Kris didn't start this?"

"What? You do?"

Kim shrugged. "Well, think about it Neil. He probably wanted to cheer Adam up, so they had a thing of wine. It got a little out of hand I'll admit, but they're young. What can you expect?"

"I EXPECT Kris to be a perfect catholic boy with a respectable girlfriend who I approve of who will marry him after he's done with collage with a great degree at 25 and have nice grandchildren for me at the appropriate age who will also be treated right. That's what I expect."

Kim scoffed at her husband as she kept cleaning up. "Well, keep dreaming, because Kris is gay, he has a loving boyfriend who you disapprove of who will marry Kris probably when they finish high school and skip collage with Kris if they don't go for a short time, he'll either adopt a child or have a surrogate mother have their children when they're probably 20 something, and the kids will probably be just like them. Good luck with your dream, because it's not happening anytime soon."

"Oh it will," Neil grumbled, "because once I kill Adam, Kris will have to marry a girl. He just has to."

"Whatever you say, Neil. Oh, and by the way, the boys both went to Kris's room and I think I know what's up."

"Of course."



Both Adam and Kris groaned and held their heads as little Amber chanted at the end of the bed. Mentally Adam thanked himself that they were clothed after last night. Then, his attention turned to the little blondie at the edge of the bed.

"Amber......sweetie.....please, be quiet."

"But Kris's Dad said I needed to be loud to wake you up."

Kris slammed his pillow over his ears and loudly moaned.

"Uh Amber....Kris and I have...headaches. Really bad ones, too. We need you to be quiet, okay sweetie?"

"Oh," she quietly said, "sorry Adam. Oh, by the way, you never played princess with me last night. You went to bed and had a pillow fight with Kris."

"Is that what Kris's mom said?"

"Yup. She said you two play that a lot. I wanted to play too, but she said that I'd get to worked up before bed if I played. Plus, she made me a sundae, so I was happy with not playing. Did you have fun?"

Sooooooooooooo much fun. "Yup. I think I beat Kris."

"Good for you! Well....I've got to go eat. See ya' later, Adam! Feel better!"

"Thanks kiddo."

The moment Amber left, Adam hugged Kris around the waist and sighed, lifting up Kris's pillow so he could kiss him. Kris yawned.


"That is the last time I ever let you get me drunk."

"Morning to you, too."

Kris sighed and rolled over to face Adam, gently kissing his lips with all the strength he had at the moment, which wasn't much. He had drank the most wine between the two, and it took its toll hard. Kris was really out of it. Heck, he looked as if he was sick or dying or something. Adam curled his arm around Kris and cradled his head by his neck in attempt to help him feel better. Kris sighed.

"You are so cute."

"Thank you, Kris."

"You're so good with kids. I want to have kids with you one day. You'd be a great father. Amber loves you."

"You'd be a good father, too," Adam whispered as he stroked Kris's shoulder lightly. "Any kid would love you."

Kris nuzzled up to Adam's arm. "My Dad hates us, you know. I think we'll never be able to have you over ever again."

"My house is always open, sweetie."

Kris quickly frowned. "My Dad doesn't see why I love you. He thinks you're not good enough for me."

"No. Don't you start thinking that crap again."

"I don't care what he thinks. I love you. One day, I want to be with you in a house with kids of our own. Wouldn't that be cool?"

"Very cool."


"Yes Kris?"

"I love you so much."

Adam smiled brightly and kissed Kris smack dab on the lips, sending a shiver down both their spines that made them giggle quietly.

"I love you too, Kris. Never doubt that."



"Can we have a puppy, too?"

"Yes we can have a puppy."

"Like, a really pretty Lab."

"Okay Kris, we'll get a lab."

"Can we name it Scruffy?"

"Go to sleep, Kris."


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