Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi (Jr. High, High, The Next Geration, or any others) cries. If I did, it wouldn't end. It would follow them through college!

In this chapter (in order of appearance): Dylan, Marco, Jimmy, Spinner, Craig

Rated: PG for this chapter, nothing really bad, just to be safe. The rating will probably move to PG-13 later, but most likely not any higher.

Things you need to know: Italics mean an action is happening. A dash (-) means someone is mocking another person.

A/N: This is not my first ff, but it is my first Degrassi one and it's the first one I'll (hopefully) finish. I hope you guys don't think it's too boring, especially as the story continues. I don't really know where it's going at this point, so I'd gladly take suggestions, either in reviews or email.

If you have a review that is not positive, please tell me what I can change. Reviews such as "This story is a pile of garbage!" I will simply ignore. If it says, "This story is a pile of garbage because it's boring, there's no plot, and there's too many spelling and grammar mistakes!" I will try and fix the problem (if I and other readers agree).

If it is positive, if possible, please tell me what you liked or thought was a good touch or whatever.

ok, that was a really long A/N, so here's the story!

Oh, yeah! This will mostly be a Marco/Dylan fanfic!!


Downtown Sasquatch

Chapter 1

Rated PG

Saturday Morning

4:59 A.M.

The Del Rossi-Michalchuk home.

Beep Beep Beep Beep

It was 5:00 A.M. Marco needed to get up, but was too tired.

"Marco" someone said softly.

There was no response.

"Marco!" They loudly repeated.

Marco opened his eyes slowly.

"There you go; now get up!"

"Come on, Dylan...I'm too tired!"

"Well, then you shouldn't have partied so long last night! Downtown Sasquatch needs their extremely talented bass player."

"Not today"

"Yes, today; and for the next ten months. How can they go on tour if the hottest member is in bed because he's -too tired-?"

Marco smiled and chuckled.

"Fine, I'll get up"

"Good Boy"

Marco got up and got dressed. So did Dylan.

Marco was looking in the mirror, trying to fix hair. Dylan walked in.

"Holy bed-head! Well, I can fix that!"

Dylan ruffled Marco's hair, only making things worse.

"Dylan!"

"What?" Dylan leaned in closer to Marco "I think it looks sexy."

Dylan kissed Marco for a few seconds.

"You would," Marco said after breaking the kiss.

Dylan walked out of the bathroom, leaving Marco to his hair.

"You're ready to go, right? All packed?" Marco called from the bathroom.

"For the last time, Marco, yes. Are you sure the guys are okay about me riding in the tour bus with you?"

"It's just driving there. We're all getting rooms when we get there. But, yeah. It's fine."

Marco walked out of the bathroom

"Besides, Paige is going." he finished.

Marco spotted Dylan on the computer and yawned.

"What're doin'?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around Dylan, resting his chin on the older boy...man...guy's shoulder.

"I'm on a message board."

"Oh, really. Which one?"

"Some band."

"Some band, huh?"

"Ya know, I should be pretty jealous. You have no idea how many people on here think you're hot."

Marco smiled, "Is that so?"

"But don't let that go to your head now"

Marco chuckled, "Don't worry. I won't." he said, kissing Dylan on the cheek. "Although, you are pretty cute when you're jealous," Marco said, smiling.

Marco's eyes wandered to a post Dylan was about to click into. It was titled "Their g/fs"

Dylan clicked it and Marco silently read behind him:

I know Spinner and Jimmy have girlfriends -the same

ones from high school- and I know Craig's single, but

what about Marco?

There were a lot of posts on this thread. Some said he was single, others said he was rumored to have a girlfriend, the few girls claiming they were his girlfriends...and then his eyes came across one that said:

He never really talks about his personal life, but I think

he has a boyfriend. I was at a few concerts and this

one blonde guy was always there. They were always

together and it was pretty obvious by the way they looked

at each other. I think they're in love. For real.

"Wow, are we that obvious at your concerts?" Dylan asked.

"Hmm, I guess so. Maybe I should set the rumors straight..."

"Set the rumors straight?" Dylan interrupted.

Marco ignored him and continued, "...I have an interview with the guys at the show today. They always ask that stuff."

"If you want," Dylan said, pretending not to care, but Marco saw the smile forming on his face.

"Hey, we gotta jet. If I'm late the guys'll murder me."

"Alright. I'll shut down and we'll leave."

"Okay, I'll just carry the bags to the car."

Dylan chuckled as an image of Marco drowning in luggage passed through his head.

"What?" Marco asked.

"Nothing. Just...we gotta go, so hurry."

Dylan kissed him on the cheek and sent him to get the luggage with a little slap on the ass.

Marco looked back and smiled before walking to their room, leaving Dylan to shut down the computer.

Dylan walked out of the house and started to laugh hysterically as he saw Marco carrying their luggage. He looked exactly as Dylan had imagined earlier.

"Here, let me help you with that," he said, still laughing."

"Don't laugh at me!"

"Sorry, it's just so funny," Dylan said, taking all but the two smallest suitcases.

"Well, if you didn't pack so much, I wouldn't need help," Marco said, jokingly.

"Me? This is all your stuff!" Dylan objected, innocently.

"Well, I do have to look my best for my adoring fans..."

"Oh, you mean all those girls that think you're hot?"

"Well, them too. But I was referring to the hottest blonde I know." Marco said, suggestively.

"I didn't know you thought Spinner was hot..." he teased.

Smiling, Marco said, "I meant you."

He grabbed the back of Dylan's neck and pulled him into a kiss.

"I know. Come on, we're late," Dylan said as he loaded the last suitcase into the trunk of his black and red convertible and closed it.

"I still don't know why we don't take the SUV." Marco questioned.

"Because we don't need it. We're just going to Jimmy's. Besides, I'll be damned if I leave my convertible here for ten months. I'm leaving it at Jimmy's. You know how much security he has."

"I guess, but you are so over-protective of your car. You care more about your car than you do me." Marco fake-pouted.

"Awww, come on. You know that's not true."

He chuckled, "Yeah, I know."

Marco's cell rang to the tune of "What I Know", the song that started their career.

"Hello?" he said into it.

"Hey man, where you at?"

"Jimmy, man, we'll be there soon. We're like five minutes away."

"If Marco didn't take so long to get up..." Dylan said, loud enough for Jimmy to hear.

"Okay, man, see ya soon," Jimmy said, laughing.

"Ciao."

Marco ended the call and looked at Dylan.

"Dylan..." he said, half-whining.

"Yes?"

"I did not take too long waking up!"

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Okay, fine, you win."

"I always win."

"That's only because I love you too much to let you lose. Besides, if you lost, you'd cry!" Dylan joked.

"I would not," Marco mock-pouted.

Their car pulled into the driveway of Jimmy's house. Luckily the gate was open so they didn't have to buzz in. Dylan parked and they got out of the car and walked up to the door. Right as Marco was about to turn the knob the door opened.

"It's about time!"

Spinner was standing in the doorway. Jimmy walked up behind him.

"Craig's in the bus. Let me just lock up and we'll go," Jimmy said.

"Cool. Spin, help Dylan with our stuff...please?"

"Why can't you help him?"

"You should have seen him earlier," he chuckled, "He tried to carry everything out at once and he nearly fell over!" He said, unable to hold in his laughter.

"Oh, I have to see that!" Spinner said, laughing.

"Hey!" Marco yelled, defensively.

"I'll get them myself, Spin, don't worry about it." Dylan offered.

"Come one, Dylan..."

"It's fine. Although, most of it is yours..." Dylan said, trying to guilt Marco into helping.

"It's not mostly mine! But I'll help you, come on."

Dylan put his arm around Marco's shoulder as Marco put his around Dylan's waist. They walked to the car to get the suitcases.

Jimmy walked over to Spinner.

"They're cute together, aren't they?" he asked Spinner.

"Actually, yeah. They're in love...can't stop love."

"Speaking of love, is Paige coming on this tour this time?"

"Yeah, her term at the University of Toronto is over, so we have to pick her up on the way."

"Why didn't she come with you?"

"She stayed over at Ashley's. So did Terri. They went out last night to celebrate the end of her first year." Spinner answered. "Is Hazel going?"

"She can't be there for the first couple shows, but she's gonna meet us when we get to New York, then she'll be staying with us."

"That's right, she's got that modeling gig over there right now. I forgot for a second."

"Man, is life great or what? Downtown Sasquatch makin' it big in Canada and the U.S., Paige is gonna be a lawyer, Hazel's a model, and we all have someone we love," Jimmy said.

"Uh, not all of us, dude," Spinner said, looking at Craig who was poking his head out of a window of the bus.

"Guys! Let's go! I'm driving!" he yelled to Spinner and Jimmy.

"Alright! We're coming!" Jimmy yelled back. "Come on, man," Jimmy said to Spinner.

They were all in the bus - finally! Jimmy shut the door and they were ready to leave.

Dylan and Marco went and sat on the couch in the back of the bus to watch TV.

"Hey! What time is the interview today?" Marco yelled across the bus.

"It's at 4:30; right before sound check," Spinner said, walking towards the couch.

Marco turned to Dylan.

"I'm gonna tell them today if they ask. Are you gonna be there so I can show you off to the world?"

"Of course I will be. Are you gonna tell the guys?"

"Uh...I don't know. Should I?"

"Well, yeah. I think. So they don't look surprised when you say it."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

"What makes sense?" Spinner asked.

Marco and Dylan forgot he was only three feet away.

"Oh, today at that interview I'm going to tell everyone that Dylan and I are together. You know...if they ask."

"Are you sure you wanna do that?"

"Yeah, it's better than always having to hide my personal life. It's exhausting."

"Have you told Jimmy and Craig?" Spin asked.

"Have you told Jimmy and Craig what?" Jimmy asked, walking toward them.

Marco started to answer but was cut off by Spinner.

"Oh, Marco's gonna tell people that he's with Dylan today at the interview."

"You are? That's great, Marco."

"Are you guys okay with it?" Marco asked.

"Why wouldn't we be?" Spinner asked, slightly confused.

"I thought maybe you guys would be afraid that we'd lose fans if I said anything," Marco explained.

"Marco. If we lose fans over that, we don't want them anyway," Spinner reassured him.

"Thanks, guys."

"Hey! What're you all doin' back there?" Craig yelled from the front.

Jimmy walked to the front and told Craig what they were talking about.

"Marco! That's awesome! But it took you long enough! You've been with Dylan for - what? - a year now?" Craig yelled from the front of the bus.

Marco looked at Dylan.

"Three years, Craig!" Marco yelled back.

Dylan smiled and Jimmy and Spin were stunned.

"Oh, my bad!" Craig yelled.

"That long? Are you sure, dude?" Spinner asked.

"Of course I'm sure," Marco said, putting his hand on Dylan's knee. "You don't forget that stuff; well, I don't anyway." he said, looking at Dylan and insinuating that he forgets.

"What?" Dylan asked.

"You know what."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Okay, fine. You win...again!"

Dylan smiled.

Jimmy went to sit with lonely Craig, leaving Spinner in the back with Marco and Dylan who were gazing at each other and occasionally kissing each other. Poor guy.


A/N: I didn't really know where to end the chapter...it was going to be a lot shorter, but I decided to write more. Now bare with me...I know I'm a bad writer and I know this is boring, but maybe it will get more interesting on the way.

I was gonna make the next chapter where they go to pick up Paige, but I think that would be pretty boring for you guys. If you want, I'll do it, just review and tell me whether I should pick up Paige or if I should skip straight to when they get there.

PLEASE REVIEW!!! Constructive criticism...please? Keyword being constructive.

I'll update when I get a few reviews, because if no one's reading the story, I'm not going to bother!

TTYL!!