Rating: T

Genre(s): angst, hurt/comfort, friendship/romance

Characters: Oliver, Kaz, Skylar + others, but those are the main

Pairing(s): Eventual Kaziver (don't like, don't read)

Summary: Kaz and Oliver have always been best friends… but one day, when their friendship almost possibly comes to an end, they both realize that they need each other.

Warnings: Boy x Boy (again, don't like, don't read), dark depression scenes, possible Skylar bashing (because, honestly, I don't like her all that much :/), possible character death/tragic ending, language/swearing OCCASIONALLY, oh, and definite Skoliver (Skylar x Oliver) bashing :)

Notes/Info: This fic will most likely end up being very long, and will stretch from before the beginning of Mighty Med, to after what we have of Lab Rats: Elite Force, plus a slight LREF continuation. For the sake of this fic, Kaz and Oliver are known as "Kaz Duncan" and "Oliver Quimby".

Chapter 1

"But, mommy, I don't wanna!" a young raven haired boy whined to his mother.

"Now, come on, Kaz! Go in! Now!" his ornery mother snapped.

The boy, known as Kazimieras, but more commonly as Kaz, looked up with fear in his teary, chocolate brown eyes. He was genuinely scared. It was his very first day of preschool, and quite frankly, he spent most of his days, at home, isolated from most people. His mother, Camille, was impatient with him. He had seven older siblings - seven other kids she had to drop off for their first days of school, all waiting in the car.

"Stop whining! It'll be fine! I've got to go, Kazzy. Have fun. Love you," she said hastily, patting him quickly on the cheek and running out of the classroom.

Kaz knew she loved him, but not as much as he would like her to. Hew knew he was one of the least favorite children - neglected and forgotten. He didn't like that one bit.

Kaz stood in the corner, observing the other kids, most running around wild and acting like maniacs, with others simply playing with toys. He wished he could go play with them, but he was too shy to. Instead, he just observed them. There were mostly boys, but a good amount of girls, too. There were taller kids, shorter kids, various races, blonde haired, brown haired, black haired, red haired, and so on. It seemed as though all of the kids were playing together, until he spotted… him.

Sitting at one of the round tables was a smaller boy with chestnut brown hair. He was sitting all alone, looking sad and lonely. He was drawing a picture, and coloring it nearly with brightly colored crayons. Kaz was confused. Why wasn't this kid playing with the others? Perhaps, he was just the same as he was. Scared and alone.

Kaz took a seat, not at the table the other kid was at, but the one right next to it, so he was nearly right next to the boy. He silently peered over his shoulder to see what he was drawing. He was drawing a very good picture of Kaz's favorite superhero, Tecton. Well, good for a preschooler, that is. Kaz was delighted at that discovery. This kid could maybe be his first friend! If only he could've just said hello. He tried as hard as he could to get the courage to, but simply couldn't. Kaz sighed, giving up quickly, a bad habit he'd picked up at way too young of an age.

Just then, one of the taller, rowdier kids loomed over to the small boy, towering over him and looking at his drawing. He had pale blonde hair and cold blue eyes.

"What's that?" the tall boy inquired, rather loudly.

The small boy nearly jumped out of his skin, flinching and turning to look up at the tall kid.

"I-it's Tecton…" he stammered, his bright blue eyes wide with fear.

The blonde haired boy snatched up the drawing. The brunette stood up and tried to grab it back, but quickly became too scared and intimidated.

"Tecton? Come on! He's stupid!" the blonde jeered. "Superheroes are stupid!"

For effect, the blonde tore the drawing into four different pieces, then let them flutter to the ground. The brunette watched in despair as his masterpieces was destroyed right before his eyes. Then, the blonde shoved him so hard, he fell to the ground.

"You're stupid," he taunted to the sad, small boy on the floor.

The small boy began to cry, which made Kaz feel angry. That boy had done nothing to the other boy, and certainly not anything to deserve something as harsh as that. So, he stood up, puffed out his chest, narrowed his eyes, and said confidently, "Leave him alone."

The brunette looked up at him, hope in his tear filled eyes. The tall boy looked appalled. "What?"

"Leave him alone," Kaz repeated, just as menacingly.

"Why should I?"

"He didn't do anything to you."

"So what?"

"So, leave him alone!"

"Make me!"

Kaz shoved him, just as the blonde had shoved the brunette, and he fell over. The blonde looked angry, but he just stood up and left. Kaz felt proud of himself. He just stood up to someone, which was something he'd never done before.

Kaz turned around and saw that the small boy was still on the ground, tears running down his pale cheeks. He held out a hand to help him up. The boy looked hesitant at first, but eventually accepted the help. Kaz gladly pulled him to his feet.

"Th-thank-thank you…" the smaller boy said softly, sniffling.

"You're welcome. My name is Kaz. What's yours?" Kaz inquired.

"Oliver."

"Olive? Like those veggies you can stick on your fingers then eat?"

"No, Oliver."

"Oh," Kaz said with a giggle.

Oliver gave him a shy smile before crouching down to pick up the remains of his beautiful drawing. He put the pieces on the table, arranging them back to the way they were supposed to be. He sighed sadly, more tears flowing from his eyes. "Ruined…"

"It was a really good picture," Kaz remarked.

"Thanks," Oliver said sadly.

"Hey, guess what?"

"What?"

"Tecton's my favorite superhero."

"Really?"

"Really. And I'm gonna fix him!"

"How?"

"Like this."

Kaz ran across the classroom, spotting a tape dispenser, and ran back. It was clear tape, so hopefully it would look somewhat as good as new. He got to work, pulling off pieces and pieces of tape, and fixing the picture. In the end, it was far from perfect, not even being in a perfect rectangle, but when Kaz was done, Oliver wiped his tears and giggled, which made Kaz happy.

"See? All better," Kaz said with a smile.

"Thanks," Oliver grinned.

"Hey, I'm like a doctor! A… a superhero doctor!"

Oliver giggled again, a huge smile on his no longer sad face.

"You can be, too! Kaz and Oliver! Superhero doctors!"

"I like that!"

"We should be friends. No… best friends!"

"Yeah, best friends!"

Both boys were overjoyed. Neither of them had ever had friends before, and now they had a best friend.

"Here. I want you to have this," Oliver said, carefully holding out his newly repaired drawing.

Kaz took it, but asked, "Why?"

Oliver simply smiled and replied, "You're my new best friend. And you really helped me today. Thanks."

Kaz returned the smile, and the two boys hugged each other as a sign of their new friendship. And little did they know, that friendship would last pretty much their entire lives.