:Sigh: I never, in a million years thought I'd be writing this…I mean I write about this type of relationship all the time, for I am not afraid of my acceptance of 'incest' but for Hannah Montana, Woot, I have surely gone to the dark side!

No offense to HM fans really! I just never thought I would be forced to write a fic in this category, but alas, the non existent 'Jacksannah' fics, or more bluntly Hannah ( Miley) x Jackson fics causes me to do this.

So lastly I shall say, sorry if it sucks, sorry if it goes against your morals, but if you don't like it, why are you reading? And If you do, kudos! Leave a review eh? Maybe I might continue if I get positive feedback, or even so I'm notorious for continuing these works just to piss flamers off hehe.

Disclaimer: does it look like I own Hannah Montana or it's characters?

"That's it! I've had it! Look at yourself, I don't even know who you are anymore!" It stung, it really stung he found, like a thousand knives stabbing into him from behind…heck might as well from in front too.

"And tomorrow on the 'Wake up it's Wendy' show, I'm announcing that…Jacksannah is history!" she moved away from him and he tried to desperately plea to her with his usual babble to try and get his way, he hardly paid attention but the clincher grabbed his attention like no other, as if he was finally hearing himself for the first time.

"The Public doesn't want me!! They want us! I'm...nothing without you." It had hit him then, the revelation that the words he said was so unlike him, so somber and hard hitting, a relinquished mix of never to be uttered words that depicted the innermost feelings of something forbidden. Yes it had hit him right at that moment, with just a few uncontrolled release of words, when it in fact should have hit him when he first took on the role of pretending to be her boyfriend…

Something a brother should never do.

In had come to his attention that what he had to say, in it's desperate attempts to keep Hannah in link to his own celebrity fame and therefore all the free merchandise yet unknowingly until now a desperate attempt to keep playing the role of 'boyfriend' rather than brother, he had made it all too apparent for the latter part of his discovery.

Funny how revelations, although takes centuries to write out can be relayed to the person in just a mere instant, so naturally within a flash he returned to his 'best known for' comedic side.

"You complete me." circling his two index fingers in a circle pressed upon his chest for the kicker he knew he succeeded in thwarting any suspicion risen from his previous comment.

"And you…completely creep me out!" He cringed slightly, not only from her comment then but from her previous one on how he changed and didn't know who he was anymore, could she really not see? Could she really not see that the materialistic gifts were just a mere distraction from the ultimate reward, that of being her boyfriend…even if it was a lie?

The argument came to an end with her storming out and he couldn't help but follow her form with his eyes in hopelessness, trying as always to feign strength with comedic relief, in the end he failed knowing it fell on deaf ears, she really was going to break up with him the next day and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Or…is there?" with a grin of brilliant malevolence, well not too malevolent, this is Jackson after all, he later retired to his room to try and get some sleep. After all his plan would be taking a lot of exertion on his part.

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He watched her sing and recalled all the times he would be in the background like this, just watching her melodic voice and spunky attitude get a rise from the crowd, she would be so oblivious to how beautiful she was, how glorious, but he would always take note of it. Even when she was walking through the house in the middle of the night for a snack and her hair was disarray and her eyes half asleep.

She was magnificent.

When she finished and Wendy started to ask her questions, more importantly whether or not the song was inspired by the thought of a cherished one, I.e. Jackson, he couldn't help but feel a pang within his heart when she quickly refused it as being such, and then came the part when she was about to break up with him.

'You can do this Jackson' Giving a thumbs up to the security guards whom cheered him on he ran out to break his sister's statement in half. "The truth is…Jackson and I are-"

"TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY IN LOVE!" Okay maybe that was a little much…

'Just flow with it Jackson, Miley is going to kill you dead but you will keep her! Genius boy, yes you are!' he assured himself that his inner voice and actions were right.

"I Love Hannah Montana!" kneeling on the floor he pounded his right fist into the mat and announced his best choice of words again. "I LOVE Hannah Montana!" and as if that wasn't enough…

'Hey Jackson! Let's do the Tom cruise move!' agreeing with his…somewhat peculiar thoughts, he did just as so and jumped onto the couch to proclaim his love, for his sister, once more. But the world didn't need to know that, now did they?

"I love Hannah Montana!" after ripping open his jacket to reveal a 'Jacksannah' shirt he was being pulled down by the girl herself as she furiously asked what he was doing and he responded with a needy voice that he was trying to save their relationship, to which she replied. "What relationship?!"

'Ouch.' The anger and embarrassment in her eyes were penetrating, he didn't want to hurt her, he never wanted to hurt her, not ever, but he wanted so badly for this to continue…even if his reason explained to her isn't the true reasons, and if indeed the true reasons…shouldn't be true at all.

"Don't say that babe!" Keep up the act, that's all he had to do, just keep up the act towards both the audience and more importantly her. " I love this woman! I love this woman! I love her more than…" Okay honestly what the heck was the name of the watch. Anywho, the weird lady which Jackson had deemed her as started to talk asking for Hannah's reply on his outburst and declaration of love.

"You wanna know what I'm going to say?"

"yes!"

Fiddling with his merchandise and smiling at the audience and more to himself for his accomplished goal he wasn't prepared for what was to come next. Miley proceeded to turn her gaze to him and curtly replied. "You make me sick!" Oooos and Ahhs of disbelief came from the audience and his face fell at the mere mention of the words.

"I hate everything that you've become! We should've never started this whole dating thing! It was a one big HUGE mistake! But now…it's over." Instantaneously he begged for her change in mind. He fell to his knees and asked for a second chance, a second chance to what? He did not know. Maybe a second chance to show her this time how he truly felt.

That he'd pick just being with her, over all the fame and glory, not to mention the cool stuff. But hey, Hah, this is Jackson! In front of his sister! Regardless if the world knew it or not, he had a reputation to keep and he sure as heck wasn't going to lose it.

" I don't want to lose you and all the things like the ( insert weird watch name here) we have together!" Begging never looked so ridiculous before. " Forget it! We have nothing together, Jackson it's over!"

And then, then there was a hint in her eyes, a hint that foretold something that he hadn't seen before. Compassion, regret…love? All the shocked voices didn't faze him one bit as the look in just a mere second had, was it true? Or was he so desperate that he imagined it?

"Hannah! He's down on his knees how can you turn him down!" the disbelief in the woman's voice brought Jackson out of his stupor in time for him to hear Miley reply with a simple, cocky 'Watch me'. Convinced to continue trying he, in his usual stupid brilliance proceeded to sing 'If we were a movie' a song of Hannah's to try and regain her affection.

On knees and all he semi crawled to her before stopping due to her laugh filled "Look at yourself, you're pathetic!" Not only did the world stop right then and there as his shoulders deflated and his face dissolved from absolute hilarity to despondency, he realized, in his selfish need to be with her, he had caused her to ruin her reputation, her image.

'And this is when I must chose being a brother over a boyfriend. This is when my duty as a brother comes first and foremost, where I can't escape destiny. This is where I have to come to terms with the fact that my love for Miley, as a brother alone, demolishes any hope for any selfish desire, and even within the feeling beyond brotherly love, if I did in fact love her, than I must sacrifice for her, to see her happy, even in it's smallest measurement, even if…It's not with me.'

"Thanks a lot…"

And then he confessed, the show ended, not as expected, and when he was prompted to hug his sister, to which he declared to the audience, that even though the relationship was false, he did indeed love her like a sister, he couldn't help but take in the scent of her, the perfume she wore and the beating heart colliding within his own, he couldn't help but think, just maybe, maybe, she wanted him to be her boyfriend too.

Woot! Okay that's done. I was going to add more I admit, like a follow up taking place in the household, maybe a late night rendezvous ( for those of you who don't get it I made a mention of this would be incident earlier in the fic hehe) but decided to just stop there 'cause I am evil with cliffies.

Attention! Yes I know this is based off "My boyfriend is Jackson." don't leave reviews saying " If I wanted to read this I would have watched the episode" or some crap like that please just don't bother, it's a waste of yours and my time hehe, But then again! I love having a high number of reviews, so do so and it'll only benefit me! Tee-hee

Okies love ya all!