DON'T OWN FSOG.

WARNING: This is a story will have taboos in that will bother some people. If you are sensitive to these types of story lines I recommend not reading.

CPOV

From the day I turned twenty I have noticed her.

She is beauty personified. Five five hundred pounds soaking wet. Long brown hair that skirts right above her pert little ass. Blue eyes that can make you feel like you are drowning in the deepest seas. Her body is a work of art. Breast that seem almost to big for her body to the creamiest skin I have ever witnessed.

She is three years younger than my twenty three year old self. Hateing school she refused to attend or even consider attending college. She is free spirited and so much fun. Stubborn as the day is long though. Loyal to a fault and will protect what's hers with her life.

Me well I'm Christian Grey. Twenty three year old and single. Born and raised in Washington. I am a the lead singer of The Sinners. It is me and my childhood best friend Elliott Steel we have sold over six million records in the two years we have been together. I am six four two ten. I have copper colored hair and grey eyes. Covered in tats and have guages in my ears and a vampire bite piercings on my lower lip.

I am the adopted son of Carrick Grey attorney and his wife the infamous doctor Grace Grey. They saved me from a life that would have ended with me being dead. My birth mom apparently was turning into a crack whore so the state of Michigan removed me from her custody when I was six months old. I have been with the Grey's since I was nine months old. I have a younger sibling Anastasia.

She is also adopted and was from Detroit also. Her mom was sixteen and not prepared for a baby so my parents took over paying her medical expenses and everything and brought home Ana when she was three days old.

We grew up in Vashon, Washington located about an hour outside of Seattle. No roads connect so to visit the main land you take one of the ferries. Our home is beautiful. Four bedroom three baths with a view of the sound and the mountains. It is located off the beaten path. It is so perfect that when the house next door went up for sale I bought it. They are the only two houses on the road. So after I hit it big we had it gated off to avoid trespassers. My home is a lot like my parents except I have five bedrooms and four bathrooms. We even share a yard.

I look over at the time and grab my shoes and tie them quickly and run down to the gate and wait for my running partner.

Five minutes later I see her. She looks beautiful even at five in the morning. She has on black yoga pants with rainbow colored running shoes. Her hot pink tank top shows off her assets perfectly. Hair in a ponytail with a pink hat on. One thing she hates more than anything is her hair in her face as she runs.

She smiles at me and I swear my heart skips a beat.

"Ready?" She nods making her ponytail bounce along with her tits.

We head down the shoreline our normal route we take everyday. With living on such a small island you take what you can get. We run six miles everyday have for over ten years. The doctors say it will keep her healthy and strong. So no questions asked I started running with her.

When she was ten she collapsed on my parents kitchen floor. She was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. Ever since she runs and tries to live a very stress free life. She does yoga to stay in balance. She will always require insulin but with all of it together she has been maintaining a very healthy life. She is monitored regularly and has only had one problem a few years ago I guess she went on a new medication that reacted wrong and her numbers sky rocketed and she was hospitalized for a week to get them back in normal range.

I always carry something with sugar on me just in case of an emergency. I have done so much research on this ever since she was diagnosed. I always wanted to make sure she was safe.

We run the first three miles in silence but as we turn to head back she starts.

"So Chris any girlfriend yet?"

"No smartass." She giggles

"But who wouldn't want a big bad rockstar?"

"That's the problem they all want me. All of them except the one I really want."

"Oh so you like someone?"

I laugh

"Are we high school?"

"Shut up"

"Yes I like someone but I don't think it ill ever happen for us." She looks over at me confused.

"Why?"

How do I tell her that she is the one I dream about at night? That she is who I picture kissing and making love too. That she is the one that I see walking down the aisle with. The one I see becoming the mother of my children. The one I long to say I love you to. The one that if people found out we would be crucified. The one that I am willing to risk everything for to be with. The one I would walk away from civilization if it meant I got to be with her. How do you tell you little sister that she is the one for you?

A/N: Okay before you all go off the handle. This was a suggestion pairing from a review so I tried it. Remember not blood related so not incest. And there was a warning at the beginning. I know I will have critics but my story my way sorry. Like I said before I love FSOG but this is fanfiction reality and the the original FSOG book either. That being said I am the mom of five kids and one on the way so bare with me I will continue this and will try to add a chapter a week. Will it be an easy HEA? No. Will they have to work for it? Yes. Will they? Read on to find out.