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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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