A.N. This is my first A&tC fanfic. I've written plenty of fanfiction but this is the first one I've posted. This is sort of an Alvin/Simon story. I tried to keep it at a serious tone. No flames! Enjoy!

Any Other Night

So peaceful. The sounds in the room were the orchestra of crickets outside my bedroom window. Their song echoed through the room. A sweet melody that would've, any other night, easily put me to rest.

But something was different. Was it my room? All four walls the same as that morning. Only the brightness of the moon kept them lit and visible. All three beds in a line. The same order as always. Green, red, the blue. Simple.

It wasn't me. Was it? As I laid in my bed, staring at the patterns my eyes created, I heard a stir coming from the red comforter beside me. I closed my eyes as I heard foot steps come closer and closer to the side of my bed.

"Simon?" A tired voice I recognized as my older brother Alvin whispered. I opened my eyes and saw the red and brown blob that is Alvin. "I can't sleep. Can I sleep with you?" He asked in that innocent voice he is known for using to get out of trouble.

I looked into his blue eyes which came surprisingly clear. I could see the sincerity in them. The actual innocence that reminded me of Theodore. All of this very unfamiliar to both of us. The sort of thing that would, any other night, leave me skeptical and frankly weirded out. But this wasn't any other night.

I nodded and scooted over to my right. He smiled and eagerly climbed under my blue comforter. I chuckled a bit. We both snuggled into the warm blankets. It was silent. Except for the steady breathing of our baby brother sleeping soundly, there was not a sound. Even the crickets had stopped their song. As if they knew something I didn't. Suddenly an arm wrapped around me. Alvin rested his head on my shoulder.

My heart began to beat faster than it ever had before. That's when it me. Why was this night different from any other night? Was it me? Yes. I had fallen for him. I turned my head towards his. So peaceful. I kissed his forehead. "I love you." I said in an almost inaudible whisper.

I turned my head towards the ceiling again. The crickets began their sweet melody once more. I closed my eyes and before I began to drift off into self-consciousness, I could've sworn I heard him mumble back, "I love you too."

It definitely wasn't any other night. It was better.

A.N. I feel so corny! Hope you liked it! Reviews! I love them! I hate flames! No flames!