From the moment they met in freshman year aged fourteen years old, complete opposites, and stuck together in the beginning of the high school they hated each other. Dean Winchester was boisterous, loud, and a troublemaker with popularity around the school that made him shine, Dean had his own little gang and had a kind of friend with everyone in his year apart from one. Castiel Milton was quiet, clever, and secluded in his own world; he had a small group of friends and refused to give one minute of his time to one particular boy. Castiel hated Dean, Dean hated Castiel.

Their feud was never ending, never changing, and continued well on up to senior year. Their lives were on completely different paths with Dean stuck in a problem that he couldn't escape and Castiel in an endless nightmare. It was senior year when everything started to change and mould into the future they were meant to share.

~0~0~0~

The alarm clock next to Dean rang persistent and loud in his ears. He inhaled deeply opening his eyes to see it was nearly 8am. He groaned rolling over ad burying his head under the pillow hating school and everyone in it.

"Dean!"

Dean threw the pillow off his head and sat up with narrowed eyes.

"Great" he muttered with a deep sigh climbing out of bed and pulling on a clean t-shirt, a pair of jeans and his old jacket before running down the stairs. Mary turned when he bounded into the kitchen stealing a piece of toast and pecking her cheek.

"Morning, mom" he said with a grin biting into it. "Is Sammy ready?"

"Brushing his teeth, did you do your essays?"

Dean grimaced with a nod leaning against the counter. "I hated every single second of it"

"Do you want to pass those exams?"

"It's October" Dean said with a raised eyebrow.

"Your final year!" she exclaimed cupping his cheeks. "So don't let…anything distract you"

"Mom, you know I will and I'll always be careful"

Mary let her hands fall giving him a genuine smile and turned when a thirteen year old, Sam, dropped into the kitchen carrying his bag and looking up at Dean.

"Are we going?"

"Yeah" he said with a small smile ruffling his hair gently. Sam scowled shoving his hand away and following after him.

"Bye, mom!" he shouted waving a hand. Mary fluttered her fingers watching them leave and collected her own keys getting ready for work in the supermarket.

Dean opened the car door letting Sam in and got in driving him to middle school.

"Have a nice day, Sammy" he called with a smirk when he glared at him stalking away into the school. Dean rolled his eyes amused but it faltered as he drove towards his own school and parked in his usual place.

His eyes looked up to the morning sunshine and he sighed tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Dean turned hearing a familiar voice and looked up to see his little gang, Adam Milligan, Jo Harvelle, Ash Smith and Pamela Barnes. Dean had been lifelong friends with Jo and somehow along the way the other three had joined making it the perfect foursome.

"Sitting here" he said answering Jo who shook her head at him. Dean looked over her and smiled softly.

"You look pretty today"

"Was that a compliment?" she said narrowing her eyes at him and folded her arms.

"Yes" he said slowly like she was a child.

"Were you daydreaming about me?" Pamela teased him.

"Nope" Dean replied with a smirk and a wink letting Jo link her arm into his. The four of them walked into the school heading towards their lockers when Dean saw him leaning against his locker talking to his friends, Balthazar Reed and Becky Rosen.

"Just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse" Dean muttered looking over to Castiel who met his gaze with a look of distaste.

"It's only just begun but I guess your small mind can't comprehend that little fact" Castiel remarked.

Dean stopped turning back to him only to be halted by Jo who tugged his arm hard.

"Leave it, Dean"

"What was that?" Dean said pushing her back and moving to Castiel who rolled his eyes at him.

"Have you always been this stupid, Dean, or it just starting to bloom in your final year?"

"You're a real smartass you know for someone as pathetic as you" Dean said facing him. Balthazar moved towards him with balled up hands only to be held back by Castiel who shook his head.

"I may be pathetic, Dean, but I'm not you" Castiel replied pulling his bag onto his shoulder. "We've all heard the rumours of you of course and you're nothing but a poor excuse of a human being and a bully"

Castiel shoved his shoulder as he went by. Dean swallowed hard ignoring Jo's presence on his arm and simply breathed out hard.

"That guy is a serious jerk and needs a good punch" Adam spat looking back to Dean who mentally agreed but shrugged it off.

"Castiel Milton, the delicate flower talking to, Dean Winchester, the hero like that"

Dean turned his head sharply to see Ruby Doe waltz over with a smug grin closely followed by friends, Azazel "Az" Messenger and Lilith Edwards.

"He'll get what's coming to him" Dean said with a look of defiance.

"I'm sure he will" Az interrupted with a chuckle. "How long has this been going on now?"

"So long it's boring isn't it?" Lilith said moving along with a roll of her eyes.

Dean clenched his hands together narrowing his eyes and opened his mouth to speak when the bell went for first lesson. They took off for their lessons leaving Dean to walk to physics which he shared with Castiel like the most lessons he had. Dean walked into the lab without a care in the world but noticed Castiel almost immediately wearing his pastel green jumper that was so dreadful it made Dean cringe. Despite his clothing, Dean couldn't deny that he was a good looking bloke and that was a lot to admit to himself even though he hated the guy more than anything. Dean dropped down glancing over to his table meeting Balthazar's stormy eyes glaring at him. Castiel and Balthazar were known for being best friends and no one knew how long they had known each other but they knew it was a long time.

Dean flicked the finger at him and smirked when Balthazar went to move off his seat only to be stopped by Castiel.

"He isn't worth it"

"He's a worth a serious punch to one of those pretty green eyes"

"Leave it" Castiel warned looking over to Dean who had moodily thrown his books down on the desk. Castiel sighed pulling his own pen out looking over to their science teacher preparing for the lesson. Castiel in his own mind didn't quite understand why Dean hated him like this and never would. It all started when Dean tripped him in the middle of the corridor after their first lesson together. His bag and contents went everywhere, everyone laughed, and he was humiliated. Dean taunted him, pushed him around, and became his tormentor. Castiel didn't want to hate him but Dean made it very hard for him not to so in time he began to accept it and hated him back.

It wasn't old news that they hated one another and everyone knew about their differences.

"He's such an asshole" Balthazar murmured. "Why the hell are you putting up with it?"

"Because it's the only way and I have so far for this many years"

"He's need putting in his place"

"With violence, Balthazar?"

Balthazar grimaced in apology patting his hand. "Sorry"

Castiel looked away listening to the teacher talk and jotted down notes on his notepad. Dean glanced over to Jo sitting at the back to see her eyebrow raise in question.

"Cell" he mouthed to her turning back towards the front of the classroom. He pulled his own cell phone out typing in a message for her.

"Great job on sticking by me"

Dean looked over his shoulder to see her read the message and roll her eyes dramatically at him.

"I do! I just think it needs to die and now. It's childish"

Dean snapped the cell down irritated and pocketed it looking over to Castiel who met his gaze with a cold look. He knew that people knew about his "job" and it bothered him more than anything that they knew but it couldn't he helped. This job was to protect his family and his family were more important that anything.

Castiel rolled his eyes away from him facing towards the lecturer and ignoring Dean altogether. The lesson went by quickly and Dean walked out quickly feeling a jab in his ribs which made him wince as Castiel walked by.

"That jumper is fucking disgusting" Dean remarked gripping the back of it and pulling him back hard. Castiel stumbled back hitting Dean and glared at him.

"Let go of me" he hissed pulling away and staring up at him. "It keeps me warm and why do you care?"

"I don't, I care about my poor eyes"

"Well stop staring at me then"

"I'm not staring at you!" Dean protested stepping back.

"I disagree"

Dean scoffed shoving his shoulder hard smacking him into the wall. Castiel gasped in pain when his shoulder blades hit the stone wall behind him and a jolt of pain ran up his spine as he stared into his eyes.

"Listen here, you little freak, you think you're something special don't you? You act all mysterious and clever, shouting remarks and acting like you're god's gift when you're so far from it" Dean hissed gripping the jumper tight pressing him harder into the wall. "You're nothing and you never have been"

"Right back at you, you asshole" Castiel whispered gripping his wrist and struggling against his grip. "I don't think anything of the sort but you…you're just laughable, Dean, you push me around like I'm your little play thing but I am far from it"

Castiel found his strength shoving him away till Dean hit the opposite wall.

"Touch me again and I'll make sure you won't be using those hands for another few months…and I hate violence" he said moving off the wall stalking away. Dean looked after him and stood there regaining his composure before moving away and out into the yard. He looked over towards Jo, Adam, Ash, and Pamela in their usual spot and turned way heading up the hill towards a patch of trees.

Dean dropped down tossing his bag aside and leaning against the bark. Birds tweeted above him and he sighed pulling out his music and a cigarette. Plugging his earphones in, Dean relaxed lighting the cigarette and inhaling deeply.

"Hello, Dean" Az said to him softly.

Dean opened his eyes wrinkling his nose in hatred for him.

"What?"

"I heard what happened in the corridor"

"No one was there" Dean said confused looking around the grass and looking at Az who dropped down on the grass in front of him.

"Meg was passing by and she told me"

"Little bitch" he muttered sucking on the end and exhaling the grey smoke.

"It sounded like you lost…again. You keep losing to that little virgin"

Dean blinked astonished looking over to Az who was looking over his shoulder to Castiel far back in the distance reading on the bench. Az smirked looking over to Dean who shook his head.

"He's not a virgin"

"Oh that delicate flower is…my sources are very, very, reliable and no one has deflowered him…yet"

"No way" Dean breathed shaking his head. "There has to be someone"

"Nope, nada, no one has touched him like that. No one understands why and it's often a little joke I think but he's had his fair share of advantages from people wanting a piece of him but nothing. It seems like he wants to keep it"

"How the hell do you know this?"

"I know everything" Az said proudly clasping his hands together. "I know who everyone has fucked, including you"

"No you don't"

Az laughed loudly clapping his hands together.

"Cassandra Robinson, Carla Jones, Michael Jefferson…"

"Okay, okay, stop it!" Dean cried holding up his hands staring at him horrified. "Do I want to know how you know that?"

"No"

"What…what are you doing here?"

"I'm helping you, Dean, and since…well since we are acquainted in more ways than one, I like to help people" Az said ignoring Dean's discomfort. "I'm giving you the perfect revenge and also…a little game for me"

"What?"

"I dare you, or bet you, to take it" Az said softly.

"Take what?"

"His virginity" Az replied looking over to Castiel. "I dare you to seduce him and take it away"

"What? I wouldn't go near him if he was begging for it"

"Oh you would" Az said with a chuckle. "He's a handsome boy and there is an underline of sexual tension between you and you know it, Winchester"

Dean swallowed hard flicking his cigarette away and looked him in his odd eyes. Az liked to wear different coloured contact lenses but his favourite was yellow at the moment.

"You can't be serious"

"Deadly and if you don't do it…I take your Impala away for 4 months"

"What?" he cried watching him take out his car keys. Dean patted his pockets glaring at him.

"Give them back!"

"I'm just showing you the prize if you are a loser" Az said chucking them over to Dean who caught them. "If you win…I'll talk to Alistair for you, face to face"

"What?" Dean breathed stopping in his tracks. "You're lying"

"I don't need to lie, Dean, and I will. I know how much you want to get out but we all know…you don't get out this job so easy" Az said with a shrug. "It's just a little dare and you get your own back on him, no more smart mouthed little virgin"

Dean knew he was probably making the biggest mistake of his life but it meant losing his Impala and the chance to get out of the job.

"Fine" Dean said softly looking over to an unknowing Castiel who flicked through his book unaware of what was going to happen to him.

"Time limit, you have three months, Dean because well…you hate each other" Az said standing up. "Play the game, Dean, or your Impala is mine and you're stuck in this job"

~0~0~0~

"Are you okay?" Becky said when Castiel clutched at his back as they walked to English.

"Fine, just a little muscle ache" he said with a reassuring smile just for her. Becky met his smile but it was etched in concern as they walked inside.

Castiel sat down looking at Mr Shurley staring at them nervously. Dean who was sat at the back looked up when he walked in wincing in what looked like pain. He bit his lip realising it was most probably the wall and knew this was going to be difficult.

"Okay class! I am setting our new project, a paper, on a Shakespearian play called Romeo and Juliet whom you should all know about" he said ignoring the groans. "This will be a paired task and I am choosing the pairs, folks, so that means no changing, no complaining, and certainly no switching"

Adam looked over to Dean who met his gaze with a roll of his eyes.

Dean looked out of the window waiting for his name to be called out with a partner in the room and sighed wondering who it could be.

"Castiel Milton with…Dean Winchester"

An audible gasp went around the room as they turned in their seats to look at Dean and Castiel. Dean sucked in a sharp breath in surprise fighting back laughter and placed a hand over his mouth watching Castiel shake his head.

"No, no, I can't be with him, Mr Shurley!" Castiel protested.

"Mr Milton, I told you already that there is no complaining, no switching, no nothing"

Castiel breathed out looking over to Becky who shrugged and he looked back to Dean who looked back over to him with wide eyes. Dean was genuinely surprised at the sudden and unexpected turn of events and felt like this was being handed over to him like it was meant to happen.

"There we go! Now please go sit with your new partners" Mr Shurley announced.

Dean drew back his empty chair as they all moved around and patted the seat when Castiel walked over shaking his head slowly.

"I need this mark, I need this A, Dean, so don't you dare try and screw this up for me!" he hissed dropping into the seat. Dean nodded fighting back his instinct to throw a remark back at him. Castiel blinked expecting the same and looked away confused.

"Whatever you say, Cas" he said tapping the pen against his lips.

Castiel looked at him from the corner of his eyes feeling suspicious and uneasy all of the sudden. His eyes found Becky looking back to him with an apologetic look in her eyes just for him. The lesson picked up again leaving the two of them on edge as people snuck glances at them amazed that they weren't fighting or bickering. Dean looked out the window to see clouds starting to form over Lawrence and he contemplated the task ahead and wondered if he could really do it or fail completely losing everything he cared about.

A/N: It baffles me where my ideas come from. It seems like a good idea, right? Review for me please? You know I like my reviews!