Fan Fiction ❯ Acception or Rejection ❯ My Family Will Love You! ( Chapter 1 )

Summary: Kevin a college student is in love. But with another man. His roommate Scott Tarndell. The two decide to go to Kevin's home for the holidays. With his uncle suspicious and his older brother thinking Scott is a bad influence the two boys must learn how to deal with all the emotions flying around. Will they be accepted or rejected?

Warnings: STRONG language. Plus, talk about "it" or in other words sex. Plus, gayness. So simple minded people who need a reality check don't read this. If you don't like gay or slash or any of that don't tell me. I don't care. Or if your gay and I'm not writing this how I should tell me!

Acception or Rejection

Kevin's POV

I sat down and sighed. I was tired. Big day at school but I had to finish this paper. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked around and there was Scott. Tall dark blonde and tan that was Scott. He wore his famous black leather jacket over a green shirt and his pants were regular blue.

"What are you doing Kevin?" He asked me.

Yep that's my name. Kevin. Tall but not as tall as Scott red hair and pale. I had a gray tank top on and some black shorts. "Trying to finish this English assignment for Mr. Bloomberg."

"Is it hard or can you just not concentrate on it?" He asked.

"Can't concentrate. My mind keeps on wandering to winter break." I said.

"Well before you can get out you got to finish the school semester."

"Aren't you the calm collected one? You're not excited about the winter break?" He asked.

"Nope." He shook his head and sat down on the one of two beds in the room and started pulling off his boots.

"Why not? Don't you want to go home to your family?" He looked up at me through his bangs. Then went back to his boots. His long hair falling over his shoulders.

"Have I ever wanted to see my family?" He asked.

"Well no but I thought maybe…"

"Kevin I went to an out of state school for a reason." He said propping his arms on his knees looking at me with his green eyes. "I want to forget I even have a family."

"Well why don't you come with me to my house?" I asked.

"No. We've already been through this."

"Oh come on." I said begging him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me over to where I was sitting in his lap. Yes, we're lovers you have a problem with that? "Please Scott." I said.

"Kevin no. Do you know how awkward that would be? Plus, it wouldn't exactly be…discreet about how you and I feel about each other. I know you haven't told them yet." He said to me.

"Of course I haven't. My mom wouldn't care. My dad though. Well he's…he's"

"He might not be as accepting. I know that you're scared that he might be upset over it. That's why I think I should just stick around here."

"Please Scott. Not just for my sake but for your own. It's not good to make yourself so distant from others. Besides its Christmas you shouldn't have to be alone." I said.

"I…" Scott looked at my hand which was twined into his. He looked up into my eyes. "Alright I'll come. But if I do you have to promise me that we'll actually spend time with your family. I don't want to be any reason that you should forget them."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." I said and snuggled up against his chest. He smiled. I sat there a little longer then I stood up. "I have to finish my paper and I bet you have some school work to do also."

"Nope. I was down at the library and finished it. Why do you think I was so late in showing up?" He said stretched and walked into the bathroom apparently starting a shower. I turned back to my paper.

Scott's POV

I came out of the shower after a good soak my hair still pretty damp. After dressing in a tank top and boxers I left the bathroom. It was extremely lucky that I was able to get into a school where they actually had bathrooms in your room. (I have no idea if there is actually a college like that but they do now.) No sharing with the whole school. I opened the door to find Kevin asleep on his paper. He had finished. I knew that.

Kevin wouldn't have been asleep if he hadn't finished. He was the kind of person that has to finish it or he can't sleep. Subconscious thing I guess. And because of it I was actually passing with flying colors. He helped me whenever I needed it and that was constantly. I was lucky that I had even gotten in college.

I walked over to him and shook his shoulder gently. He raised his head. "I think the bed would be more comfortable. Plus, you wouldn't wake up stiff." I told him. He nodded then let his head fall back onto his arms. I sighed. I pulled him out from the desk and picked him up in my arms. The guy was really light. Then set him on his bed and pulled the covers over him. I turned out the lights and then went to bed myself.

"Thanks Scott." I heard Kevin whisper. I smiled and closed my eyes.

Kevin's POV

"I'm FREE." I yelled as I entered my dorm room. Scott was lying on his bed smiling. "Finished my final test and now I am free. What about you?"

"Finished and tomorrow we will be gone." He said. I walked to his bed and fell down beside him.

"Yeah and you can finally meet my folks." I said looking at him. He suddenly looked grave and stood up and started to look out the window. "Did I say something wrong?" I asked propping myself on my elbows.

"No Kevin. It's just that I don't want to put a bad impression on your parents. I mean I'm not exactly a…"

"You're not exactly the best person?" I offered.

"Yes, you know I don't have a good past." I stood up and came over. I turned him to me.

"It doesn't matter." I said and grabbed him around the waist giving him a hug. "What does matter is the here and now. Your past is your past. No you haven't been a good kid but it doesn't matter not anymore. You're now a man and good one at that."

Scott's POV

Was that true? Did it not matter anymore? I didn't know. Kevin could be right or could just be Kevin answering. I didn't know but I wasn't going to tell him I had my doubts. I hugged him back and then the embrace ended. "If you say so. Well let's finish packing." That's what we did.

Kevin helped me pack right. I would usually have just thrown it all into a big bag or suitcase. "No." Kevin had said. He wasn't a perfectionist but he didn't like to be sloppy either. I wasn't an organized person. I kept things clean at least enough to look presentable but I didn't freak over every little dust speck. No! I died from the constant cleaning.

"I just know my family is going to love you!" Kevin had said to me while he was checking over my packing. He knew that I was good at making things look clean when they weren't. "Scott did you include your toothbrush?"

"Oh thanks for reminding me. I almost forgot that." I said and headed back towards the bathroom. I put my toothbrush in one of the packs. "I think I have everything now." I said.

"Socks?" He asked.

"Check." I answered.

"Night wear?"

"Check."

"Clean underwear?"

"Yes, mother dear." I said sarcastically.

"Well you're not borrowing mine if you end up with no underwear because you forgot to pack it." Kevin said crossing his arms and turning sideways. He looked so cute like that. Like an indignant child. I walked behind him and grabbed him around the waist. He started but then relaxed. "If you're trying to butter me up it's working." He said as I laid a kiss on his neck. I let go reluctantly and just in time.

The door swung open. "Hey guys!" It was Tony Durham. One of my least favorite people. He wasn't really a friend of either me or Kevin's but he lived in our dorm so we at least tried to be civil. I could tell that Kevin was relieved as I was that he hadn't caught us holding each other. "Packing up? Going home for the festivities I see." He said. "When you leaving?" He asked.

"Tomorrow." I said.

"Both of you?" He asked.

"Yes, Tony. Scott is going to my place for winter break." Kevin said. I gave Kevin a look that said shut up idiot.

"What's the matter Scott don't have a family of your own?" Tony asked trying to mess with me. I walked to my pack and started to pick it up to set by the door.

"As a matter of fact Tony no I don't." I said passing him and set the pack by the door. "Well unless you have something else to say Tony would you please leave?" I asked.

"Alright, alright I just wanted to see when you guys were leaving. Well if I don't see you guys before you leave bye." He said and closed the door behind him. I stared at the door a minute longer.

"Good riddance to bad crap." I said.

"Oh come on now be nice. It's Christmas time."

"Christmas can bite me." I saw Kevin grimace.

Kevin's POV

Late that night Scott and I were lying on one of the two beds. He had his arm around me his back propped against a pillow pressed to the headboard. I was pushing myself up with my arm on a pillow next to him. He was wearing gray shorts and tank top. I wore some black sweat pants and a black tank top. Scott was holding onto a cigarette. He wasn't addicted but he had one now and then. Like before he did something that he wasn't sure about.

"You shouldn't smoke." I said to him.

He looked down at me. "All well." Scott said.

"Don't give me that shit. You shouldn't smoke and you know it."

"I know. I wish I didn't but it's the only thing that can get me calm when I feel like I'm going to completely embarrass myself." He said and took another drag.

"You can back out if you like. I don't want to force you." I said to him.

"No. For one I've already said yes. For another if I back out now later on it'll be even harder. Besides I think I can stand two weeks of your family especially if you're going to be there with me." He said and I smiled. That was trustworthy Scott. If he said he would do something he would do it. He took his last drag and then dropped the cigarette butt into a coke can. "We should get to sleep." He said and stood up. I nodded and pulled the covers over me. Scott turned out the light went to his bed and covered his beautiful body with the blankets. We closed our eyes and went to sleep.

Next morning I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. BEEP, BEEP, BEEP. I slammed my hand down on it and it stopped. Yawning I sat up in my bed. I looked over to find Scott's bed made and him fully clothed sitting with his back to me on the bed.

"Morning." I said. He jumped and turned to me.

"Good morning." He said.

"Something wrong Scott?" I said crawling out from the covers.

"No." His voice broke. He cleared his throat. "Why would you say that?"

"You're up before I am. Your clothed. Your bed is made and your voice just broke. That is extremely unusual." I said.

"Alright I'm scared as hell. I woke up in the middle of the night and well I couldn't get back to sleep. I ended up taking a shower getting dressed and fixing my bed."

I nodded. "Don't worry my parents are going to love you." I got off my bed came over to him and kissed him lightly on his lips. "Just like I do." I said. Scott didn't seem any more confident. "If you don't want to come you don't have to love." I said.

"No." He said losing all his doubts. "I'll do it. If you can't trust me enough to even meet your parents then you won't be able to trust me for anything else." He said. That was Scott. My Scott. The most trustworthy person I knew.

"Thank you." I said and gave him a hug. He returned the embrace. I felt so warm and safe in his arms. "I need to get dressed." I said. Scott didn't let go. "Did you hear me?" I asked.

"Yes, but I don't care." He said and I looked up into his eyes. Scott planted a kiss upon my forehead.

When he finished I said, "I wish I could stay right here forever but I can't. My parents would be rather distressed if they opened up the door and saw me in my night wear holding onto another guy."

Scott chuckled. "Alright." He let go. I got dressed quickly then we picked up our bags and went outside. We started tossing a tennis ball back and forth. It was just something to do while we waited. When I saw a blue car coming down the road I stopped the throw I was about to give. Instead I started waving to it. The car stopped and Scott and I got our bags.

My parents got out and my mother ran to me and hugged me. "Oh my little Scottie." She said. I returned her embrace.

"Hey mom. I've missed you." I said. She smiled and let go.

Scott's POV

I watched as Kevin and his mother embraced then his father came up to him and gave him a firm handshake.

"How you doing son?" He asked and they commenced the small talk. Then Kevin seemed to suddenly remember me. I had stayed a little behind so as not to draw attention or disrupt them.

"Oh mom dad this is my friend Scott." He motioned for me to come up next to him. I hesitated a moment then came up. Kevin's mother said, "Hello dear."

"Hello Mrs. Lancaster. Mr. Lancaster." I said.

"Hi Scott." Kevin's dad offered me his hand. I took it after a moment. When he withdrew his hand he shook it a little. "Quite a grip you've got there." He said to me.

I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say.

"Well it's nice to meet you Scott." Kevin's mother said.

"It's nice to meet you and Mr. Lancaster as well."

"Oh no need to be so formal Scott call me Bud." Kevin's father said.

"And my name is Dharma." Kevin's mother said.

"Um alright." I said.

"Well let's get on the road." Bud said grabbing one of Kevin's bags. I followed him walking beside Kevin. We put our stuff in the trunk and we got into the car. I sat behind the passenger's seat and Kevin behind the driver's seat.

"Well Scott you like it here in California?" Dharma asked.

"It's a lot different from my home state. Louder busier." I said. "I'll probably be here for a while."

"Why is that? You like the smoggy air?" Bud asked chuckling.

"I don't get along with my father very well so I stay as far away as possible. I'm not going to bore you with the details."

"Oh I'm sorry to hear that." Said Mrs. Lancaster.

"Yes we're sorry for bringing it up." Said Mr. Lancaster.

"It's alright. I'm just glad your not one of those families that put the fun in dysfunctional." I said.

Kevin's POV

I was surprised that Scott had even said anything to my parents about his father. He always seemed really sensitive about it. Usually he wouldn't even mention his father around me. Guess it was because he didn't want to lie to my parents. Ever since he had tried to reform he had tried to become a saint or something but failing miserably. I met him when he was still a pretty bad kid. It was me that got him to reform and because of it we ended up falling in love. Amazing that all that happened in one school year.

The school knew about us. The reason why me and Scott had been glad that Scott hadn't been holding me when Tony had come in was because Tony and along with many others didn't enjoy watching two guys be together. They didn't mind hanging with us as long as they didn't have to watch us kiss or the like. We had obliged and didn't try to show our affections for each other as much in public as in the four walls of our dorm room.

As for my parents. Well I was pretty sure my mother wouldn't care. She had always been very comfortable with my uncle who had also been gay. She had always seemed to love him as much before and after he told the family. Course that was her brother and she hardly had to see him. I was her son her offspring and the thing she had to be in labor to give birth to.

My father on the other had. I didn't really know what to expect out of him. He never really seemed against gayness. He was always as kind to my uncle but yet again that was just his brother in law. I was his son and well you know. I don't think he would outright disown me or anything but he might not love me as much anymore. I didn't want to disappoint him or my mother. I loved them a lot but I wasn't going to give up the person that I had ever really had a relationship with.

As for Scott's father as far as I knew Scott had never told him. Though I didn't think Scott really cared what his father thought or what he said. In fact, I had met Scott's father once but only for a few seconds just long enough for him to say hello introduce himself and ask what my name was before Scott entered the room. Scott had been in classes when his dad showed up and had waited in his dorm without saying anything to him about it. Wanting to surprise him I guess. As soon as Scott had lost the shock of actually seeing his father in his dorm room talking to his boyfriend he asked me to leave. I obliged. There was something about Scott's father that made shivers run down my spin.

His age hadn't taken away looks or muscle. His father had dark blonde hair like his son except his was cut and was parted neatly down the side and not a hair out of place. He was clean shaven not a whisker left. He was a good few inches taller than his son. He was wearing a black suit and tie with a white shirt. He had taken off his black jacket laying it on top of one of the beds. I couldn't exactly tell with his long sleeves but I was pretty sure he had lots of rippling muscles. He looked more like Scott's brother than his father.

As soon as I closed the door I started hearing a heated conversation that in the end turned into a yelled and shouted conversation. I thought I might have heard the sound of fist hitting flesh but I wasn't sure. After a while Scott's father left with his jacket and a venomous glare at me. When I reentered the room I asked what that had been about and instead of an answer I just got to see Scott's eyes watering. I had grabbed him around the waist and let him cry into my shoulder. I comforted him but in the end he never told me what happened. It was the first and only time I ever saw him cry.

"Kevin we're going to leave you two at the house while we go pick up your Uncle Kyle at the airport. Is that alright?" My mother asked me.

"Yeah mom. You don't mind do you Scott?" I asked.

"No it'll give me some time to get acquainted with the house." He said.

"I didn't know Uncle Kyle was going to have Christmas with us." I said. This was the same uncle that was gay.

"Yes. I told him to come because he was going to be all alone on Christmas." My mother said.

"Is he bringing his dog with him?" I asked.

"No dear Buck died. He was run over by a truck." My mother said.

"Oh." I had always liked Buck. He was a good dog faithful and loyal. It must be hard on Kyle because he loved that dog because he didn't have anyone else really. Yes family but family could only do so much over the phone. Butch was the only companion he had in his town. Kyle wasn't big on being with people.

"So we're bringing him here so it won't be such a depressing Christmas for him." My dad said.

We pulled up in front of the small blue house. It was pretty and I liked it. It was kind of like a little doll's house. Scott and I got out and headed to the back of the car. We got our stuff from the trunk and I stopped by the passenger's window.

"We'll see you in a little while." I said and they nodded and drove off. Scott followed me to the house and I opened the door.

Nothing was different. The blue walls the white couch the white carpet. The real oak coffee table my dad built in front of the TV. The cabinet filled with my mom's many knick knacks. It looked exactly the same. Like déjà vu. "Follow me. I'll show you my room." I said.

We went up the stairs and down the hall. I opened the door and there was my room. My clean bed and spotless carpet. The shelf with a couple of books and a few awards. The computer on the desk with the swivel chair in the corner. The window with a garden box hanging from it. A couple of posters on my wall. But there was something different. An extra bed had been set up in my room. Since Uncle Kyle was going to be here he would take the guest bed. Scott could sleep in here.

"Yep this is your room alright. Never seen one cleaner. Plus, these awards. God what are you? The world's most perfect child? You sure you're not some kind of… superior alien life form?" Scott asked.

"No. Well that's your bed farther from the window. You would have the guest bedroom but since Uncle Kyle is going to be here you'll have to sleep in here. You don't mind do you?" I asked. He set his things beside the extra bed and turned to me. He walked towards me and I backed up till he had me pinned to the wall.

"Of course not." Scott said staring into my eyes. He kissed me. We stood there like that for a small while then he finally backed off and let me breath. He went back to his things.

I gasped a little and said, "This chest of draws is yours." And went over to my own bed.

"No thanks just easier keep everything in my bag." I shrugged.

"Things will stay cleaner and neater." I said.

"All well." He said shrugging. I sighed. That too was Scott. Sloppy.

Scott's POV

When Kevin's folks showed up another man was with them. He was a tall slim man with a kind of girlish figure. He had brown hair and green eyes. He had dark skin and wore a pale blue button-up shirt with a brown jacket. He wore dark brown slacks and had his hair in a ponytail. He had an earring loop in one ear and a bit of fuzz on his chin.

When he got out of the car his gaze immediately caught Kevin. Kevin and he ran to give each other a big hug I stayed where I was on the stoop. They talked for a second as Mrs. Lancaster went past me into the house and Mr. Lancaster unloaded Kyle's things. I was about to go in when I heard Kevin call, "Scott come here please." I turned back around and headed towards the two. Mr. Lancaster had already headed into the house with Kyle's things.

"Uncle Kyle this is my friend Scott. Scott this is my uncle Kyle." Kyle put out a hand and I took it.

"Hello Scott it's nice to meet you. How ever did Kevin talk you into coming to stay with our family?" He asked chuckling.

"Your nephew is very persuasive." I said. Kevin grabbed me around the neck and gave me a noogie. (I have no idea how you spell the word noogie right seeing as it's probably not really part of the English language but I tried. So =P. ) I pulled away laughing.

"Yep said I'd give him a right good beating once I got back if he didn't come." Kevin said.

"Beat me? That's a laugh." I said and pushed him.

"Well we better get inside before you two start hurting one another." Kyle said and started for the house. We followed behind. Knowing no one was watching Kevin slipped an arm around my waist. I thought I saw Kyle glance back at us but I must have been wrong because he didn't say anything to us.

Once inside we sat at the couch and talked. The Lancaster's had plenty to say but not me. I didn't say much. Didn't care to. They talked about the family about annoying neighbors what Kevin and Kyle had been doing lately then they turned their attention straight to me. Believe me that was the last thing I wanted.

"So Scott how long have you known my nephew?" Kyle asked.

"3 years now. We've shared the same dorm since our freshman year." He nodded.

"Have you got a girlfriend?" Kevin's dad asked. Oh god. This wasn't good, `No Mr. Lancaster I don't have a girlfriend because I'm gay in fact your son is my boyfriend.'

"Oh Bud now that's a personal matter." Dharma said.

"Come on now Dharma it's not like we're asking if he's had sex." Kyle said. "Go ahead Scott."

"No actually I don't." I hope that didn't sound as bad as I felt.

"Why not?" He pressed on.

"Oh no reason just trying to keep my mind on school and such." What was with this Kyle guy? He's a snoop.

"Dad did the Raiders win that last football game?" Kevin suddenly asked his dad. That was the end of my attention and I was grateful for that. They went into a whole thing of football and I was left out and I was glad for it. I noticed Kyle kept on staring at me for the rest of the evening.

Uncle Kyle's POV

Could it be? Could my nephew have a relationship with that guy? I wondered. It was after dinner and Kevin and Scott had run back up to his room. I was sitting with my sister and her husband. I was trying to decide whether or not to say anything to Dharma and Bud. I decided to ask what they thought of Scott. They liked him I would say something they didn't like him then I wouldn't say anything.

"Well what do you to think of Scott?" I asked.

"I think he's a sweet young man. Bit shy but nice all the same." Dharma said.

"Yes, he's a good guy. Though I agree with Dharma he is rather shy." Bud said.

Alright they like him. Time to talk. "Have you two ever thought of Kevin as being gay?" I asked.

They both grew wide-eyed and stared at me. "Why ever would you ask?" Dharma said.

"Earlier today I saw Kevin holding Scott around the waist. Plus, just the way they act. I could be wrong but I'm pretty sure I'm right."

"Well why wouldn't he tell us?" Bud asked.

"He might think you would reject him. He might not be sure what you would think of him anymore. That or he could just be waiting to tell you when he thinks the time is right."

"Well should we say something to him?" Dharma asked.

"I'm not sure. I don't have kids. Really and truly I can't help you with that."

"I guess you're right. We just don't know what to do either. If we confront him and we're wrong he could end up extremely angry with us. But if we don't and he is it could be years before he says anything." I nodded to Bud's observation.

"Well I guess you two should discuss it. If it were me I'd go ahead and say something because anger can disappear after time." But I was going to do something of my own. I was going to ask personally. I had to know. I wasn't going to tell his parents. This was something they needed to sweat over a little. I wanted them to be good parents and love their son and to deal with this themselves. I knocked on Kevin's door. I didn't wait for a reply and opened it.

"Hey Kev." Kevin wasn't there. Scott was. Scott had been staring out of a window apparently. He was partially turned to me.

"Kevin's taking a shower." He said. He didn't seem in the least bit surprised that I had pretty much barged into the room. In fact, he turned back to the window as soon as he finished his sentence crossing his arms across his chest. I nodded and entered the room. I closed the door behind me.

"Kevin must really like you." He didn't have a response for me. "He's never brought someone home from school before." He still had no response. "So what's so special about you Scott?" I came up behind him. He still didn't seem in the least bit worried. The boy was good. He wasn't nervous. That or he was a great actor. "How long have you been with my nephew?" This raised his eyebrows.

"I told you before I've known your nephew for 3 years." He said calming his eyebrows.

"I didn't mean that and you know it. What I meant is how long have you been dating?" I said. He turned to me.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Kyle." He said. He was good. Real good. Calm face.

"Yes you do. He was holding you around the waist today. I saw him. That's not a gesture a young man and his best friend make. So tell me Scott how long have you been with my nephew?"

"Three years." I heard Kevin say behind me closing the door. "We've been together for three years." Kevin said in a tank top and boxers. He walked over to Scott and set his body against Scott's and Scott held him close.

"Really? How many times have you done it?" I asked.

"Please we rarely sleep in the same bed." Scott said.

"The whole school knows but since we don't want someone walking in on us and thinking the wrong thing we stay in our separate beds. We've never had sex. That certainly isn't what our relationship is based on." Kevin said.

"So you're both virgins?" I asked.

"He is but I'm not." Scott said. I looked at him.

"You're not bothered by this Kevin?"

"No." Kevin said shortly.

"What's with the 3rd degree?" Scott said. You could tell he was not very happy with me.

"Why haven't you told your mother and father?" I asked ignoring Scott.

"Because I'm not sure how they would react. Mother might not be bothered by it but I have no idea about father." Kevin explained.

"Your parents Scott?" I asked. He looked extremely upset about my question. He looked down at the floor.

"My…father…knows. He said that he never wanted to see me ever again last time I saw him. He does not like the fact that I have boyfriend instead of a girlfriend."

"Your mother?" I said.

"I don't even know who she is. She got pregnant had me and left me on my father's doorstep and left." Scott said. He let go of Kevin and went over to the window and leaned against the seal. Kevin stared at him for a while then turned to me with a look that said get the hell out of my room. I did. Kevin was pissed. He must really like Scott to give a look like that to me.

Kevin's POV

I looked at Scott. He was so sad. So that's what had happened back at the dorm. I walked over to him and laid a hand on his shoulder. He pulled away. "Scott you never told me that your father knew." I said.

"That's because I was trying not to think of it. He always hated me but he still had pride in me. That was the first time he actually ever became disappointed in me." Scott said.

"Why didn't you tell me about your mother?" I asked him. He shrugged.

"I guess because I never talked about her. It was something that I had been taught not to talk about when I was little. Guess it's just habit not to say anything about her."

"What do you mean you were taught?" I asked him.

"I had always known what happened I heard it all the time when I was little. What I didn't understand was why she hadn't wanted me. That and why they often called her a whore seeing as I had no idea as to what that actually meant. One time I asked my father why mom hadn't come stayed with us. He got really, really pissed and told me to keep my mouth shut about her. That she was a selfish bitch and whore and to forget about her. I ended up getting mad. I was still small but I wasn't completely stupid. I didn't know what it meant but I knew calling someone a bitch was bad and as my little self would put it mean. I ended up screaming my mommy is not a bitch. That got me into trouble. He beat me raw that night. After that I didn't mention my mother to anyone ever again."

"How old were you?" I asked.

"I don't know. 7 maybe 8."

"No one noticed any bruises?"

"I'm sure they did seeing as I was a living, breathing, and walking bruise but I grew up a town where you minded your own business. If your father or husband or whatever beat you, you didn't talk about it and nobody asked. It was kind of like a silent code that everyone knew."

"I can't stand people like that." I said.

"Yes, you can." He said.

"Huh?" I asked him.

"I was exactly like that." Scott said turning towards me. I grabbed him in a death grip around his chest he looked down at me apparently shocked.

"But you changed. You changed for the better and because of it I ended up in love with you." Scott blinked.

"I love you too." He said returning the embrace. "And I don't think I could live without you." He said. It was actually a pretty true statement.

When I found Scott he had pretty much given up on life. He had even said life is worthless and a waste of time. I countered him by saying and death was a good time spender. Scott didn't have much in life. I knew that when I first laid eyes on him but I knew it even better now. No wonder he didn't care if he died or not. If you didn't have anyone who cared then what was there to live for? Then he met me. Guess that point of view changed.

"Well I think we better get to bed. I have something planned." I said pulling away and pulling down my covers. Scott stared at me.

"What do you have planned?" He asked me.

"Something fun." I said.

"FUN?" He asked.

"Very fun." I said giving him a devilish smile. I knew very well that the word fun appalled Scott. He liked spending time with me but he didn't want to waste it doing some recreational except for maybe sitting and cuddling.

He grabbed my shirt. "What the hell do you have planned for me Kevin Lancaster? I swear if it's anything like last time I'll…" He started in on what he would do to me using words and phrases that would make a sailor's speech seem like boy scout talk.

"Scott calm down. I promise this is nothing like last time. I promise. It's just you and me and a little quality time together. I want to spend tomorrow with the man I love. Just tomorrow because I remembered what you said about you didn't want to be a reason for me to not spend time with my family. We never get to actually have a day to ourselves so here it is. Let's take advantage of it."

He seemed to hesitate but nodded. "I trust you Kevin." I smiled gratefully and pulled him to my bed. But he stopped. "Kevin what if someone shows up?"

"We'll be leaving before they wake. I told my mother that I was going to take you out for a look around town and we'd be gone all day. I have my alarm set and no one comes in here at night unless there's an emergency." He hesitated again but nodded and followed me. We pulled each other close and I clapped my hands and the lights went out.

"Clap on clap off." Scott said.

"Oh there's something else. Tomorrow my brother shall show up. He's a good guy but you know how you can be a pain in the ass smart aleck?"

"Yeah." Scott said sleepily.

"Well he's like that 24/7. Plus, he can't know about us because he will freak out. He's pretty much against homosexuality so we have to be careful. He's always in my business and he walks into my room a lot without knocking. I know what he's really doing. He's trying to make sure I'm not on anything like drugs. He's a pain in the ass but he's still a protective older brother. Please, please, please try to behave yourself."

"I'll try to keep my temper in check but if that boy gets personal he'll be looking through black eyes. You know that. I wish I could promise that I'd never even touch the guy but you know me love." Scott said.

"I know and that's better than nothing." I said glad that he would at least make an effort. Scott pulled me a little closer and we went to sleep like this.

Scott's POV

Beep, beep, beep. Damn that alarm clock of Kevin's. It was shut off. I then felt my shoulder being shook. I didn't get up. I heard Kevin.

"Get up Scott. God you sleep like a rock." He shook me again. I still didn't get up. He shook me harder. "Scott come on." I moaned and turned away from him. "You give me no choice then." I felt him push me. Clunk. I found myself on the floor. "What the hell was that for?" I asked being dumb.

I looked up at Kevin. He ignored me and started for his chest of drawers. I yawned stretched and heard him holler, "Don't you go back to sleep." I grumbled but I got up. I headed for one of my packs. I unzipped it and, "Hey where are all my clothes?"

"I took the liberty of putting them in their proper place." Kevin said. I gave him a glare but shrugged and went over to the drawers. I opened the top and started going through them. I grabbed one of my favorite t-shirts and a pair of my pants that looked like they had gone through the meat grinder. I pulled them on. I noticed Kevin was looking at them giving them a disapproving grimace. I gave him one of buttery smiles and he sighed.

Kevin pulled on a nice red sweater and some black slacks. I rolled my eyes. "You look like a choir boy." I said.

"You forget I was in the choir when I was in high school." Yep he had been. He was one of the most popular guys in his school. Any girl would have wanted to go out with him and he did have a girlfriend. Course that was just pull off the perfect youngster act. A honor roll, he had a girl that he went steady with, he was the football team captain and very good at it, he was nice to everyone, had a well paying job that he was manager at, he was president of the student committee, and he was liked by all his teachers. The guy was some kid of teenage saint. He was like the kid every parent wanted. It made me want to vomit.

"You should really lighten up." Course that was a bit of a lie. Ever since he met me he had loosened up some. I just made sure he didn't loosen up too much. He wasn't going to be a dead-beat like I used to be. He had loosened and I had tightened. Now we were about average. Not lazy but not over workers. We had promised we wouldn't try to change each other. That was another nice thing about being with Kevin. He didn't try to change me into something I'm not.

When we finished our hair and got jackets shoes and socks on I looked through one of my bags. I grabbed some sunglasses. It was still dark outside and when morning came it would be a pain to the eyes. Kevin also had his hanging from his jacket pocket. He had a backpack on his back and we were heading out the door.

"Where are you to going?" Kyle asked. He was standing in the hall. It was like he had been waiting for us. This guy was really starting to get on my nerves.

"We're going out for the day." Kevin said.

"Do your parents know?" He asked.

"Calm down Kyle I told my mother last night that I and Scott were going to spend the day together." Kyle gave us a once over and then went back into the guest bedroom.

"Your uncle is driving me crazy with his 20 questions." I told Kevin. He just smiled. When we were outside he got into a blue car and I into the passenger's seat. He put the car in reverse we pulled out of the driveway and drove on down the street.

We drove through the city and country side. "Where are we going?" I asked turning to him.

"You'll see." He said with that devilish grin.

"Come on Kevin tell me." He sighed.

"Alright Scott but only because you sound so cute when you whine. We're going to the park for the day. I figured a nice breakfast by a tree a little walking. You know kind of a romantic day." I rolled my eyes and turned to the window. I wasn't against romance but I'm not a hopeless romantic. "Oh come on it'll be better than it sounds." I nodded. I was going to tell him I enjoyed it even if it turned to be the worst day we've had. I know that seemed wrong but I didn't want to hurt his feelings. Besides I doubted it would be really all that bad. I loved Kevin and usually just being around him made my day. You could put me in a rat infested sewer pipe and it wouldn't matter as long as Kevin was alright and around.

"What's wrong Scott?" He asked me. I shook my head. "Come on tell me."

"Nothing Kevin. I'm fine." I said.

"Something's wrong. You have that look on your face. Please tell me Scott. I hate it when you're in pain. It makes me really sad." I turned to him. He looked like he was on the verge of tears. I took his hand in mine and rubbed my thumb against the top of it.

"Kevin there's nothing wrong with me." I told him.

"Promise?" He asked

"Promise." I said almost laughing. He smiled and turned back to the road.

Kevin's POV

We finally got to the park. I pulled up and we got out. "I brought us a picnic breakfast." I said to Scott. It was plenty early but still there were people walking along eating and enjoying themselves.

"Kevin? Kevin Lancaster?" I heard someone yell from behind. We turned to see Lena my old girlfriend from high school running towards us. "Oh my god it is you. It's so good to see you." She said.

"Oh uh hello Lena." I said this was not a comfortable situation.

"Wow what have you been doing?" She asked.

"Nothing much. Studying. I'm on holiday break." I told her.

"Oh really. Who's this?" She asked pointing to Scott. I then decided to play a little joke on my ex-girlfriend.

"Oh this." I threw an arm around Scott's shoulder. "This is my boyfriend Scott." Her eyes grew wide. Scott cocked an eyebrow and then figured out what I was doing. I had told him about Lena before. She had often made my life miserable. Do this do that. I only did it because I didn't want my parents to even consider the fact that I was gay.

Scott placed a kiss at my cheek. "Yeah, I'm Scott Tarndell." Scott put out a hand. She took his hand hesitantly. They shook and she took her hand back.

"How long?" She asked.

"Scott and I have been going out since a little after college started. But since I dated you I realized something was wrong. I realized women aren't my thing."

"Oh. Well I need to go. My boyfriend is around here somewhere. Goodbye." She left wanting to run. We both laughed. Scott said. "What in the world was that all about?" We started walking again.

"I wanted her to leave so I choose the best way possible. Make her not want to talk to me ever again. I'm not worried about her saying anything either because why would she want to tell anyone she turned her old boyfriend gay?" I said. Scott just laughed.

"Let's go." He says and we walked off. I caught up with him.

Scott's POV

It had been a long day. We had eaten and then walked around. We stopped in places, talked to various people, and did various things. We got out picture taken in front of the fountain. It had been a blast. I was almost glad it was over because my face hurt from smiling so much.

We were driving back. I had taken the wheel letting Kevin sleep. He had been tired and I had told him to go to sleep and I'd drive us back. He had said that I didn't know the way back but I did. I had a good memory and could easily drive us to his home. I wondered what would be waiting for us once we got there.

I remembered that Kevin had mentioned his brother showing up. I wondered if he was really as bad as he said. I hoped he wasn't. My temper wasn't always in check and I would have a hard time not smashing his face in. I was lucky that I hadn't been thrown out of college for something like that but Kevin had helped me. I didn't understand how he did it. I sighed. I didn't deserve him.

I pulled up in the drive-way. It was so late. Kevin and I had completely forgotten about time and it was about 1 o'clock. The lights were out. I turned to him he was sleeping peacefully. I didn't want to but I nudged him. He stirred slightly. I nudged him again and he woke up groggy.

"Good morning." I said. "Come on. We got to get into the house." He nodded and opened his door. I opened mine we got out and I locked it with a press of a button. I heard it honk and the lights flashed signaling that it was locked and we walked slowly up to the house. Kevin took his keys from his pocket and opened the door. We walked in turned on the light and standing there in front of us was a guy about my size. He had hair like Kevin's with blue eyes. He was as tall as I was but not as built. I knew who it was. It was Kevin's older brother Heath the one that had picked on (and still did sometimes) Kevin. I instinctively became protective of Kevin and I got closer to him.

"Where the hell have you two been?" He asked.

"We were out at the park. We were having fun." Kevin said yawning.

"Why the hell were you out so late?" Heath asked or well demanded.

"We lost track of time." I told him.

"Yeah, right I'm sure." This guy was going really fast down my favorite people list.

"Hey it's the truth. Don't you have better things to do than patronize us?" I half-yelled.

"I'm sorry Heath. I'll make sure it doesn't happen again. It really was an accident. Can we please go to bed?" Heath regarded us.

"Who the hell is this is?" He asked looking to me. Heath was totally disregarding the fact that his little brother was tired and was trying to deal with the situation in a civil way. I didn't like him.

"He's a friend from college." Kevin said. "Scott Tarndell." He stared at us a minute longer and then said, "Alright get to bed but you better apologize to mother for being out so late." I rolled my eyes. I grabbed Kevin around the shoulder to help him walk. I had noticed he was steadily going back to sleep on his feet. I took him back to our room.

I pulled off his shirt, socks, and shoes. Laying him on the bed I pulled the covers over him. He snuggled up looking like a cute little kitten. I kissed his forehead undressed myself and got into the bed not to far from his. I clapped my hands and went to sleep. Dawn would come early I soon realized.

Next morning I was woken by Kevin. "Hey come on." He said. I glared at him. "What's the deal?" I said pulling the covers over my head. He shook me. I heard him walk off sighing. I heard him come back. I felt cold water fall onto my body. I bolted up right.

"Awake now?" He asked with a smug smirk.

"Why I…" I tackled him before finishing the sentence. We wrestled around on the floor until we heard the door open.

"Mom wants you downstairs in 5 minutes." It was my favorite person Heath. "What the hell are you doing?" He asked staring at me on top of Kevin with his shirt collar in hand. I got up.

"Does it really matter?" Kevin asked dusting himself off as he stood up.

"Yes, it does." Heath said.

"I'm sure it does but Mom said 5 minutes so disappear so we can get dressed." Kevin said.

"Shy are we?" Said Heath.

"Hardly we just like our privacy." I said lowly.

"What did you say?" Heath asked.

"Get lost that's what I said."

"Boys let's go. Breakfast is getting cold." Dharma said behind Heath.

"Yes ma'am." Kevin and Heath said. I didn't say anything. Heath gave me a cold look and left. We dressed and headed downstairs. There sitting at the table was Mrs. and Mr. Lancaster, Heath, and Kyle. We took seats there and started on the breakfast Mrs. Lancaster had made.

When finished I sat and waited. I waited for Kevin to finish his breakfast and then we could go do something or other. When he finished I followed him into the living room were he switched on the TV. He sat on the couch and I at his feet on the floor. Soon Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster joined us. After them came Heath and Kyle. Heath joined me and Kyle sat beside his nephew.

How uncomfortable was Heath trying to make this? He knew I didn't like him but here he was sitting beside me. I gave him a sideways glance. He must have noticed because he turned to me. He smiled a fake smile. I wondered why he didn't seem to like me. Was it because he suspected something? Or maybe because of last night? I hadn't exactly been nice. Well what ever it was it needed to stop.

I stood up. "Where you going?" Heath asked.

"To the bathroom." I had the strongest urge to say or is that against the rules but I knew that would not go down well. Especially with Kevin. I exited up the stairs and to the nearest bathroom.

When finished with my business I went to the sink and turned on the water. Squirting some gel soap into my hand I started rubbing them together and getting a rich lather. The door opened as I put my hands back under the water. I looked to the door and saw Heath staring at me.

"What the hell could you possibly want? Especially when I'm taking a piss." I said. We were alone. He wasn't going to go running to mommy and daddy. I knew that I promised Kevin to keep my cool but it's kind of hard with a guy that walks in on you in the bathroom.

"I want you to know I don't trust you."

"Oh really I couldn't tell. What the hell do think I'm going to do? Steal your soap?" I asked sarcastically finished rinsing.

"No. I just don't trust you. I know guys like you. Idiot jocks who booze their life away and use so much drugs there bodies are worthless by the time they're thirty. How my little brother ever got mixed up with you I don't know but you better not hurt him. You do and I'll send a bullet right through that thick skull of yours."

"Look buddy I'm not a testosterone filled jock. Drugs aren't my deal and I've got no reason to hurt Kevin." I took a towel and dried my hands. "Never touched booze in my life and your little brother didn't get "mixed" up with me. If it wasn't for him I'd be dead so fuck off." I pushed my way passed him and back to the living room where I sat back in my original place. Why the hell is it that no one seems to like me?