A/N: This story was co-authored by chameron4ever (who used to be voldy178… see the profile for why it was changed) and chaseluv4ever. It is being posted on chameron4ever's account because you can't have 2 authors for 1 story.

This story is mainly humor, but was also created to give the less popular ships some light… so if you support Forman/Chase, Cameron/Wilson, Cuddy/Foreman, or any of the others mentioned in the summary, you're in luck. :)

Each chapter will focus on a different character's feelings, and they'll all be tied together in the end. Enjoy. :)

Disclaimer: We don't own House MD.

Chapter 1: Foreman/Chase:

Eric Foreman was almost positive that he had lost his mind. It was the only possible explanation for what he had been feeling. He was getting an MRI of their current patient, with Chase sitting next to him. He was trying his best to concentrate on the screen in front of him, but apparently his best wasn't good enough.

He glanced over at Chase through the corner of his eye and silently cursed himself for noticing how cute he looked. He was supposed to be ignoring this. He was supposed to be fighting this. This wasn't right… it wasn't possible. He hated Chase… Chase was the privileged rich kid, the suck-up, the ass-kisser. His father had gotten him his job at PPTH… everything in his life had been handed to him on a silver platter. He was everything Foreman resented… or, he was supposed to be. Foreman silently cursed Cupid… that little brat in the diaper… he just wanted to strangle—

Chase was looking at him in a weird way. Foreman realized he had been staring into space for a while.

What was he supposed to be doing again? He had it for a second, but Chase was kind of making it difficult for him to think at the moment…

MRI! Right! He looked at the screen, pretending nothing had happened. What were they looking for again? Oh, right… a reason why a thirteen-year old had collapsed for no apparent reason… it was his job to find the reason, and he had been just staring at nothing, thinking about Chase.

That was bad. He tried to concentrate, but that was very difficult with Chase sitting next to him… why couldn't House have sent Cameron to help instead of Chase?

I'm not supposed to be thinking about Chase he reminded himself. But that was rather difficult with the feelings he had been having…

He remembered, about a year ago, teasing Cameron about liking House. "Does it hurt when you're with House? Little pain in the tummy, but it sort of feels good, too?" Yeah… it'd seemed really funny then… but now it was happening to him, only not with House. It was happening every time the intensivist walked in the room… and it was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress. He had just ignored the feelings at first. He had gone into denial for a long time. Eventually, he realized it was real.

He didn't want it to be real. It just made things difficult… like right now. The patient might die because he was too distracted to focus on the MRI. He tried to pa attention, but one glance at Chase made him realize it wasn't going to happen. Apparently, it was just Jenny's time to go.

He knew that revealing his feelings would only make things much worse. There was no chance of Chase returning the feelings. He was straight, Foreman could tell. And if he did tell anyway, it would get out somehow. Then he would have to endear never-ending taunts from House, and Chase probably would too. Cameron would act differently around him, and the nurses would find out somehow. They found out everything. He was sure they must have tiny little cameras hidden everywhere. Never accept a gift from a nurse… it's probably bugged.

And if the nurses found out, everyone would find out, and he would never escape the looks. Not to mention the fact that Chase would get nervous and slightly creeped out, and probably not want to work with Foreman anymore.

So he had plenty of reasons to believe that these feelings were very bad, indeed. That's why, whenever he felt himself noticing Chase's hair or how nice his eyes are, he stopped himself. He convinced himself that he could get this to go away. That's what he had convinced himself of months ago… and it wasn't working. He still had the strange urges, the impure thoughts. He looked over at Chase one more time, and the truth hit him hard.

He was in love with Robert Chase.

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Well, that was chapter 1. Next chapter: Chase/Cameron.

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