Summary: Hi everyone. I know it's been a long time since I posted anything to this site but I've been busy writing and now, not fanfiction. Actual fiction, well more like editing since it was written years ago. I really liked how it turned out but I wish to something more with it. What, I don't know, but I'm figuring some stuff out. Also I've been busy working on this fic that I'm posting today as well as a few others, not to mention watching all the finales of my favorite shows (what am I going to do during the summer). Well at least I've got this fic to keep me happy as well as others who read this. Few things before you guys began reading. This is an High school AU so everyone is a teenager. This story is also slash of the McDanno kind and there will be mild sexual content further along in the story but not anytime soon. If you are not a fan of any of this then do me a favor and don't read. If I get one review about how disgusting slash stories a meteor is going to crash into the reviewer's house. Yes, I do control the outworkings of space so it will happen. With that being said I want everyone to read and Enjoy!


Disclaimer: This show, not mine and when I say not mine I mean I didn't create it and when I say I didn't create it I mean it was not my idea and when I say that, you get what I'm saying.


Author's Note: Since this is AU there are no spoilers. And just to let you all know this piece of work is being beta'd by the lovely Megan Mirs who is taking time to turn these words into a masterpiece. Thanks a million hun. Now on with the story.


Chapter One- A Long Way from Home


Danny stared out the window watching the cars pass him by. He could hear his brother and sister faintly arguing in the background, but he didn't say anything, leaving it to his mother to handle. He didn't care; all he wanted to do was get back on the plane and go back to New Jersey, away from the beach, sand, and overly bright sun. Sighing, he pushed his sunglasses further up his face and banged his head against the door.

The drive lasted for twenty more minutes when the cab finally pulled up to the biggest house Danny himself had ever seen. Slowly he got out of the cab, mouth wide as he stared at the house he would now be living in.

"Wow," gasped Matthew, Danny's ten year old brother, as he jumped out of the car. "This place is huge. It's like a celebrity mansion or something"

Katlin Grace, KG as Danny liked to call her, agreed. "I know right. It's crazy," she shrieked, running out of the car and over to the front door, Matthew right behind her.

"Stop running before you fall."

Danny turned around to see his mother, Evelyn Williams, standing next to the trunk, chuckling softly as she pulled the luggage out with the help of the cab driver. He immediately ran to her side, grabbing a few bags of his own.

"Thanks Danny."

"You're welcome Ma," Daniel replied back over his shoulder, making his way towards the house. When he walked inside, he placed the bags on the floor in front of him and looked around. The home was much bigger than their house back in New Jersey and Danny was certain it could fit over a hundred people if need be. He was about to say something when he noticed his brother hiding behind his sister at the sight of someone walking down the stairs. Her hair was slightly gray, pulled into a tight bun, and she was dressed in a navy blue pants suit. Danny turned and found his mother standing behind him.

"I was expecting you earlier," she replied sternly without a smile as she made her way over to them.

"The layover in LA was longer than we expected," answered Evelyn, apologetically, smiling softly.

"Still, you should have called and let me know. I would have had someone come pick you up."

"I didn't want to bother you Claire," Evelyn smiled softly as she walked further into the house and over to Katlin and Matthew, putting her arms around them. "I mean, after all, you're already allowing us to live with you. The least I could do is get here without worrying you." Looking down, she gave both kids a kiss on the forehead. "Kids you remember your great Aunt Claire. She's your father's aunt."

"Are you the one that sent us those gift cards for Christmas?" asked Matthew curiously.

Claire nodded. "You are correct Matthew. I am the one who sent you the cards."

"I hate Matthew," replied Matt, wrinkling his nose. "You can call me Matt."

"Well I think Matthew is an excellent name. It's the name of a gentleman and that's what you want to be right?"

Matt shrugged, unsure. "I guess so," he answered as he frowned.

"Then Matthew you shall be. I must warn you all I am not fond of nicknames, so I will not be using them when I speak to you directly."

"Great," muttered Danny, silently wishing he was back at home. Only a few hours in and he hated it more than anything.

"Did you say something Daniel?" asked Claire sternly.

"I said great," repeated Danny with a faint smile. "Where are we sleeping?"

"I'll escort you to your rooms. Surely you have more than this."

"I put all the big furniture in storage. Hopefully when I have enough money saved and our own place, I can have it shipped here."

Claire frowned. "Noble idea perhaps, but doesn't seem very sensible."

"Well Claire, I don't plan on living here with you forever and I'm going to need furniture when that happens."

"We'll see," she replied as she continued to frown and gestured for the four of them to follow her up the stairs. "Now I expect these rooms to remain in pristine condition, so that means no clothes on the floor and beds should be made every morning. Also, I do not allow artwork of any kind on the wall."

"Now what will I do with my life-size poster of Ryan Gosling," whispered Katlin dramatically causing Danny and Matthew to chuckle softly.

"Stop before the evil queen hears you. Then it will be off with our heads," Danny hissed playfully. Their aunt finally came to a stop and pointed to three bedrooms across and beside each other.

"You have probably already realized that I live alone in this house so there is more than enough space to accommodate you. I also have staff that will remain present throughout the day, but remember, they work for me not you, so always remain courteous.

"You know, just because we're from New Jersey doesn't mean we don't know how to be clean and respectful," huffed Danny bitterly, crossing his arms. Once again Claire turned to face him with a frown on her face causing Danny to wonder if it was a permanent fixture on her face.

"I never assumed such things Daniel, but it is obvious that you could use a training session on the proper way to speak to adults," she stated curtly, scowling at the teenage boy.

He started to reply back when he felt a hand on his shoulder, squeezing softly and stopping any response he was about to say.

"Danny, apologize to your Aunt Claire," his mother smiled brightly, squeezing his shoulder again.

"Sorry Aunt Claire."

"I suppose that will do for now," replied Claire haughtily.

"Thank you Danny. Why don't you guys go get your bags from downstairs and bring them up to your rooms?" She watched as her children raced down the stairs and back to the foyer where their bags were sitting. Once they were gone, she gave Claire an apologetic smile. "I am truly sorry about Danny, Claire. He's still pretty upset by the whole moving situation. It was a lot to take in."

"While I understand that Danny, as well as his siblings, is going through a difficult time, I will not tolerate that kind of behavior in my house."

"It won't happen again."

"See that it doesn't. Your room is the last door on the right." Claire didn't say anything else as she passed by Evelyn and made her way down the stairs.


Evelyn waited until she was alone before reaching inside her shirt and pulling out the Saint Christopher pendant, twirling it between her fingers. She couldn't help but wonder if she made the right decision bringing them to Hawaii and leaving their lives behind. It was times like this she missed her husband terribly. He always seemed to have the right answer for anything. Letting out a sigh, she kissed the pendant before tucking it back in her shirt, making her way down the stairs.

"Tell me why we are living with her again?" Danny scoffed, plopping down on the bed after an hour of putting most things away.

Evelyn rolled her eyes and sat down next to him on the bed. "You know why Danny," she replied gently patting him on the leg. "She wants to get to know her niece and nephews."

"She doesn't even like us."

"She likes you all just fine Daniel."

"Really," scoffed Danny. "Then how come she never came to visit us? Not even when dad died."

"Your dad and his family had their differences they unfortunately never got a chance to resolve. Your Aunt Claire doesn't want to make the same mistake."

Danny didn't know much about his father's side of the family, only that they came from money, owned a finance firm, and were highly disappointed that their only son decided to become a firefighter and marry a waitress instead of becoming a part of the family business. According to his mother, his dad's parents were so upset they completely cut him off and refused to see him or the family he had created. The only time he had ever seen his paternal grandparents were in pictures shown to him by his father. His Great Aunt Claire was the only member on his father's side to show any interest, even if it was recent. Still, it was more than his grandparents had ever shown.

"Plus, if you remember, I needed the help. The jobs I was working just weren't cutting it kid."

"You wouldn't have needed help if you would've just let me drop out of school and get a job to help pay the bills," stated Danny, sitting up.

Reaching over she slapped him on the back of the head and scowled. "Stop talking that nonsense," she hissed aggressively. "The day I let you drop out of school will be over my dead body. Having a good education is important. Never forget that. Besides, what would your father say if he heard you saying such nonsense," she finished, pointing her finger.

"He'd probably threaten to kick my butt right back to the school," snickered Danny, resting his head on his mother shoulder as he thought about his deceased father.

Evelyn let out a soft snort. "He probably would. Now unpack the rest of your things and I'll go down to the kitchen and make us some snacks. Maybe after you eat something you'll feel better."

"You sure Aunt Claire will be alright with that? I'm pretty sure her staff includes kitchen help."

"I'm sure she won't mind," Evelyn said as she gave him a quick on the forehead.

Danny watched his mother leave the room and let out a sigh. Here he was, in Hawaii of all places, away from the only home and friends he'd ever known, and now he was expected to live with someone he barely knew who reminded him of an evil headmistress at a boarding school. Sighing, he reached down into his bag and pulled out the one thing that helped him get though all his emotional struggles - his drawing pad. It was time for him to put his thoughts and feelings into art.


So chapter one is out of the way and chapter two should be up soon. If you liked it don't be afraid to let me know whether it be a review or a following or a favoriting, don't care how you do it. Thanks for reading,

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