*GASP* What's this? Me, not writing a dark supernatural story? Weird. So it's still going to be dark in some spots and this story is going to be a little clichéd but hey, why not. This is a total first of putting the characters in a non-supernatural plot. This is a short chapter and just a teaser in case you guys aren't interested. Warnings include: child abuse (somewhat severe), major bullying, fighting, sappiness and clichés all around. But hey this story is mainly about two boys Dean and Lucifer loving it up, So please enjoy and let me know what you think. The tenth reviewer get's to have their self or any character they make in the story and relationship to any character(can be a SPN character too).

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"You need to tell the principal this year about them boys, Dean. I can't watch another year go by with you in here half the damn year again." The nurse told Dean firmly giving him an ice pack for his eye.

Dean sighed. "You know I can't Ellen. The principal won't do anything about it. Their parents are rich and all mighty with straight kids. I mean, even with Sam whose gay, he has money so they leave him and his rich boyfriend alone. Hell they leave the poor straight kids alone. But I'm just a poor fag with a "poor" father who has a bad son. The principal will laugh and suspend me instead. I can't deal with my dad finding out about it." Dean explained.

His poor dad, yeah right. His dad was a respected mechanic and the town loved him. It didn't make him rich but it helped from discovering his dad's secrets. 'His secret of beating his worthless son, and hating him with all his might.' Dean thought bitterly to himself. The only people who knew were Sam, Ellen, Bobby and John-Sam's family. Dean knew Gabe had his suspicions but never asked for Dean to confirm them, for that Dean was thankful.

Ellen just sighed. "Fine, I'll ask them not to call your father, it's the least they can do."

"Thanks." Dean replied.

He felt a surge of relief. With luck it would be an easy night. He then lifted up heading to his last class of the day. Sam would be there than they could go hang out at Mickey's Burger Spot for a bit. He quickly slipped into the classroom and slumped into a seat in the back. He heard a voice when he went to grab his notebook.

"Dean, you should of text me if you were going to skip English. They always wait for you to skip, with me they leave you alone." Sam growled protectively.

Dean groaned, he could practically feel Sam eye up every injury. The bruise by his left eye, which was starting to purple and the gash by his eyebrow. Then the split lip on the right side with went through top and bottom lip. Dean went to open his mouth before Sam cut him off.

"And I know it's from those assholes. Your dad never leaves them where you can't hide them." Sam hissed in Dean's ear.

"Yeah, yeah Sammy, I know." Dean replied softly.

Sam's face softened and Dean smiled at him.

"Hey, where's your love of the trickster anyway?" Dean asked.

"He went to help his brother move in. Apparently he decided to finish his senior year here at this wonderful school."Sam said sarcastically.

They both laughed, knowing the underline meaning of Sam's words.

-Lucifer's POV with some Gabe-

"Come on Luci. I really want you to meet him." Gabe pleaded.

Lucifer ran his hand through his spikey blonde hair. His blue-gray eyes sparkled in amusement.

"Why in hell would you want me to meet him? I'll steal him away and sleep with him." He replied sarcastic.

Gabe snorted with no amusement. Lucifer left because Michael kicked him out for supposedly sleeping with his girl-skank. Even though Lucifer had came out that he was gay for about 9 years. Gabriel had barely convinced his 18 year old brother to come back.

"Please. You know I like having your input and besides he has a gorgeous friend."Gabe pleaded again.

Lucifer sighed dramatically. "I guess. When and where are we meeting them?"

"Meeting them at 3:30 pm at Mickey's Burger Spot. And thank you so much." Gabe said excitedly.

-Dean's POV, with bits of Sam-

"Hey Dean. Gabe is bringing his brother to meet us, is that okay?" Sam asked Dean.

"I don't know Sam. I hate meeting new people." Dean said nervously.

"Dean. You play in front of a hundred people every weekend." Sam reminded him.

"Yeah I don't personally meet them though." Dean protested.

Sam looked at him, bringing out full puppy eyes.

"Sam no. Ugh, Sam this isn't fair. You can't do that. Fine, I'll go, just quit with the puppy eyes." Dean surrendered.

Sam grinned and whipped out his phone to text Gabe.

Sam:

I convinced Dean for it to be okay.

Gabe:

You killed him with the puppy eyes didn't you?

Sam:

:) Perhaps. I love you Gabe.

Gabe:

Love you too Sammy

Sam:

It's Sam, don't be a Dean.