A/N: WARNING: SPOILERS. This story contains huge spoilers from Eye of The Tiger and Moonlight Desires, neither of which have aired in the United States. To those who have seen the episodes, and to those who download the episodes, like myself, feel free to read ahead.

Spinner knows that he probably shouldn't be smoking, but it's just a habit he's picked up from Jay. Besides, it's their ritual; they sit on the hood of Jay's car in Spinner's driveway, Jay takes out the pack. Spinner takes one and puts it between his lips, then Jay reaches over to light it, then lights one for himself. Every day, from whatever time Jay shows up until whatever time Jay feels like leaving. They sit there, just the two of them, chain-smoking on the car.

"I start summer school tomorrow," Spinner says suddenly. Jay nods and takes a drag off the cigarette.

"I know. You nervous?" he says. Spinner shrugs.

"Not really. I already know everyone there," he says. Jay snorts.

"Yeah, and they all hate your guts," he says. Spinner tips his head back, exhaling a breath of smoke. He glances over at Jay, who he can barely see through the darkening sky.

"It's getting late," Jay says, moving to stand up. Spinner nudges him with his elbow.

"Wait a second. I want to talk to you," he says. Jay leans back on his elbows.

"What?" he says. Spinner pauses and crushes the cigarette under his shoe.

"This whole arrangement. Of what we have now. I don't think it's going to work anymore," he says. Jay raises an eyebrow. Spinner can't see it, but he knows that Jay does it.

"Why not?" Jay asks.

"Summer school is my last shot. I can't screw it up. And I don't think I can deal with any distractions right now," Spinner replies. In the very faint light, he sees Jay nod gently.

"Oh," is all he manages. Spinner plays with the zipper of his sweatshirt. He hears the tone of voice Jay uses, and he doesn't like it.

"It's not anything personal, Jay," he says.

"Of course not," Jay says with a shrug. "I mean, we weren't even friends, right? Friend substitutes?"

"Jay," Spinner says. "You weren't just a substitute for everyone else, you know."

Jay shrugs.

"Okay. But you can have them back now. And I don't fit in with their, and frankly, I know your old friends, Spinster. I don't want to fit in with them," he says. Spinner nods. They sit there in silence for a few minutes before Spinner stands up.

"I should go inside. Have to get up early and all that," he says, almost apologetically.

"See you around, then," Jay says, and Spinner nods again even though he thinks he won't see him around again.

"Yeah. See you," he echoes. He stands directly in front of Jay, waiting. After a minute, Jay reaches up and grabs the front of Spinner's sweatshirt, just like Spinner expects him to, and pulls Spinner forward. They're both used to the dark, so their lips fit together naturally even though neither can see. Spinner leans into it and lets Jay's tongue slip between his lips, even though he knows he shouldn't. After a minute, Jay pulls away and releases Spinner's sweatshirt.

"Good luck tomorrow," he says, looking away.

"Thanks," Spinner says. He backs up a few steps, then heads up the front steps. He closes the door behind himself and goes up to his room, where he lies down on his bed. He hears the Civic start up and pull out of the driveway, and he looks out the window. The car is barely visible in the dark, and after a few seconds Spinner can't see it anymore, even though it's still parked. There's really only one thing he can find in the dark anyways.