Well, here I am with another story. But this will be a much shorter story than my other ones, and it's to help fill my Christmas mood. This will be a Christmas themed story, and I just had to write it. I needed a break from everything and this story was the result. I hope you find it enjoyable

Also there will be SLASH, which means malexmale romance, so if that bothers you in anyway please leave. This story might not be for you if you don't enjoy slash. Kames slash. Not my OTP, but mine wouldn't work for this story.

Anyhow enjoy!

Disclaimer: I make no money or profit from Big Time Rush. I own nothing but the plot.

Chapter 1: Publicity

December 3, 2011- Los Angeles, California

Christmas was in the air. From the smell of fresh gingerbread house, to the sound of children chattering excitedly about old St. Nicholas. The cool breeze had dropped the normal temperature of Los Angeles down to a nice cool 60 degrees. While there was no snow, (a wish that usually didn't occur in L.A.) the season of winter and Christmas was on its way.

And James Diamond couldn't be more excited. Christmas time had always been his favorite time of the year. Being with family, giving one another a gift to smile about; snuggling in front of a cozy fireplace with his fiancé, as his lips trailed down their neck, fingers dancing along the skin in the firelight, tugging at the waistband –

"James!"

James was snapped out of his – ahem – daydream sharply, by a loud and booming voice. His face instantly flushed, tinting his cheeks with a scarlet bloom. It hadn't been the first time he'd been caught daydreaming at work, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

James cleared his throat. "Ah, yes Gustavo?"

"If you could get your head out of the clouds and back in the recording studio so we can work, now!"

Gustavo Roque. He was James' music producer for his singing career. James had always loved to sing his entire life. Then, about two years ago James had gone to a large, open mic night. At a bar in town, where it was actually auditions for Gustavo Rocque's next 'star'."

James had the talent; he had the determination; he had the passion and Gustavo immediately signed him to the record company.

If you were to ask James to describe Gustavo in one word he would flat out and say, "Loud. Really, really loud."

See, Gustavo's trademark trait was his tendency to always yell. Tons of yelling and stress.

But together they had released one album that had blown away the charts and were currently weeks away from releasing the second album.

James grinned, putting the headphones back on and stood by the microphone. "Alright ready, oh great master of music."

There was no remark or counter attack from Gustavo, and James could only assume the producer was slowly planning the numerous ways he could kill James with a microphone, without getting caught.

The music had crept on through the speakers around James. Instantly, he was surrounded by the melody of the holiday song, in his own little world. James closed his eyes and began to sing.

"I don't want a lot for Christmas. There is just one thing I need…"

A sudden shrill ringing in James' ears cut the twenty-three-year-old off, before he scrambled to throw the headphones off.

"Gah!Gustavo, what the hell?" James yelled into the microphone, hands over his ears. He sighed and shook his head, attempting to stop the ringing in his ears.

"Sorry dog. I was distracted by someone." The producer said gruffly. James' ears perked at the response, and his eyes brightened.

"By who?" Was his question to Gustavo.

"Who do you think?" James didn't even need to think about who it would be. By the annoyed tone in Gustavo's deep voice, he could tell who it was already.

His fiancé.

"I brought coffee!" James couldn't help but smile warmly at the sound of his fiancé's voice, just beyond the glass. Without a moment to spare James exited the studio booth, only to be pulled into the arms of his fiancé into a breathtaking kiss, that lifted him off his feet.

James could feel himself melt into the kiss, as he wrapped his arms around his fiancé's neck to deepen the kiss. A tongue was being pushed against his lips eagerly waiting for entry; James happily complied, allowing the other to hold the dominance.

It wasn't until a moan released itself out of James that someone decided to speak up. Behind the couple, Gustavo cleared his voice, loudly and irritably.

"If you two are done trying to shove each other's tongues down your throats, we have work to do." The larger man growled; beady eyes narrowed.

The scarlet bloom returned to James' cheek when he broke away, breathing heavy. He glanced at his fiancé and boyfriend of five years shyly.

"Sorry. Kendall started it." The brunette mumbled and took the awaiting coffee from Kendall's hand, giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

"What can I say Gustavo? I wanted to kiss my Jamie." The blond, twenty-three-year-old smirked cheekily. James rolled his eyes and his blush behind his coffee. "Besides no more work. James is done for the day."

Gustavo stood up from his chair to glare at Kendall. James leaned back against the sound board to watch. Kendall and Gustavo never talked; no their interactions were much more unique.

"Oh, and I suppose you think you can tell me what to do, and what to do with mah dog?" Gustavo asked, eyes narrowed on Kendall and took a step forward.

Kendall pretended to be thinking. "Actually I do." He grinned slyly and also took a step forward.

"Well you can't! He's my dog! And he will do what I say when I say it!" Gustavo retorted, face even redder now, and took another step forward.

"Actually James is mine and only mine. You're all bark and no bite Gustavo. Face it and let him go home." Kendall was quick with his possessive reply. Another step forward.

Until they were right in front of one another, face to face. "You know I won't back down. It's six o'clock. James get's off at six; let him go." Kendall smirked.

"The dog goes home when I say he can and no one else."

"Haven't you ever heard of personal space?"

"Haven't you?"

"So James can come home?" Kendall bit back the victorious grin when Gustavo grunted, but backed off. He walked towards the door of the recording studio with a short flick of his wrist and a sharp, "Fine!"

Immediately Kendall latched onto James, snaking his arm around his fiancé's waist. "Oh and Gustavo," He couldn't help it. The producer turned around. "Mine!" And he bit down onto the skin of James' neck. The surprised male gasped and moaned in pleasure as Kendall continued to bite and suck his skin.

"K – Kendall! Ah, not here!" James hissed. "Not at my work! Kendall! Kendall! Kendall!"

December 3, 2011- Saint Paul, Minnesota

It didn't feel like Christmas yet. Not even close, despite the soft and fluffy sheet of snow already on the ground from December weather. No, to Logan Mitchell it hardly felt like Christmas season.

The small five-year-old was currently staring out the window; watching the snow fall like it did in all those magical Christmas movies. But it just didn't feel like Christmas.

Although, that could be that he would be spending Christmas at St. Anthony's Orphanage in chilly Minnesota. An orphanage with too many kids for Logan's liking and too many kids to handle. The orphanage was jam packed with children, already over filling the maximum capacity and unable to take in any more.

Logan was not a people person. So, a loud orphanage, crowded with yelling and running kids was not his ideal place to be. But he had no where else to go; no one else to be with.

He was stuck at St. Anthony's.

"Children, have you all finished your letters to Santa Clause?" Came the charming voice of the youngest caretaker at St. Anthony. Kelly Wainwright. She had a special connection with the children, especially around the holidays when she could share her love of it. She could usually get the kids to become quieter and calmer with activities.

Many of the children in the room answered gleefully, "Yes!" while some had tearful, "No!"'s.

"Alright," Kelly smiled, searching the room. "Well, make sure you all have your letters done by five, before supper. So we can mail Santa your letter. After all he's been watching all of you."

"I've been good Ms. Kelly!" One boy called out.

"Me too! Me too!" Another girl exclaimed.

"Yes, you all have. And I'm sure Santa knows that." Kelly laughed until her eyes landed on Logan. Her heart began to ache at the sight of the solemn orphan. Out of all the kids, Logan was her favorite. He was quiet, timid and shy but very polite and it always broke her heart to know where he came from and why he was here.

Quietly she made her way to Logan. When she was behind him, he turned around only when she knelt. A small smile graced her lips when he gave a tiny wave.

"Hi Logan. Have you written your letter to Santa yet?" He nodded, before slowly pulling a red envelope out from under a pillow by the window. In messy hand writing read:

To Mr. Santa Claus

Of the North Pole

"Look at you, already with an envelope and heading." Kelly teased playfully. She gently took the envelope, but not without looking into Logan's eyes. Oh. They were begging her. "Don't worry sweetie, I'll personally make sure Santa get's this letter. Alright?" With a tiny, satisfied nod Logan went back to looking at the falling snow.

Kelly sighed and stood up as she left the room for a moment. Checking to make sure the children were okay, she focused on the letter in her hand. Careful, as to not rip anything, she opened the letter and read.

With each word written by the five-year-old, Kelly could feel her heart breaking more and more.

It would take a miracle for Logan's wish to come true, and that night, above all else, she prayed to the God above that this Christmas would be different for Logan.

December 3, 2011- Los Angeles

"Ew. Gross. Why do you two always have to be doing that when I come in?"

James grinned against Kendall's lips, feeling the other sigh in agitation. With two hands he pushed himself apart from Kendall, to look at Kendall's younger sister.

Katie Knight. Kendall had told James when they first started dating, that if you were to look in the dictionary under 'devious', Katie's picture should be there. James learned quickly on what he meant by that.

But no matter how 'devious' or annoying or how many times of interrupting their make-out sessions or almost sex, Kendall loved his baby sister. Which was why she had a steady boyfriend of five months, at sixteen, with a boy who was indeed scared shitless of Kendall.

"Katie. Do you always have to interrupt us?" Kendall groaned, arm still around James' waist.

"Do you always have to be sucking face?" Katie shrugged and grabbed an apple. Kendall frowned but leaned in to peck James on the lips anyway. James smiled, kissing back. He felt a grin make its way onto Kendall's lips as he continued to peck.

"Seriously? Mom!"

"Knock it off Katie; they're grown adults who are engaged. They're allowed to kiss." Still kissing James, Kendall punched the air at his mother's voice. "Boys, PG while we're here."

"Yes mom." Kendall groaned when he pulled away from James. The two turned to face the other two Knights.

"Mama Knight, always a pleasure to see you." James said honestly. It was always great to have his soon to be mother-in-law over at their house. She held a special place in his heart now, and was always welcomed.

"Still charming the ladies James?" Jennifer Knight laughed as she hugged her almost son-in-law.

"It's what I do best." Said James with a dazzling smile, when he hugged her. "Well besides charming this guy here." He nodded towards Kendall. Kendall laughed but set the table for dinner. "Will you join us for dinner?"

X.X.X.X

Halfway through the dinner, Kendall decided to ask the question that had been bugging him.

"So mom," He said casually, looking up from his plate. "Not that James and I don't love having you and Katie over but why are you two here?"

"Oh right, that." Jennifer said, fiddling with her fork.

"Mom, just tell them. It's not that hard." Katie sighed and had another forkful of potatoes.

"Tell us what?" Now, both Kendall and James were curious. Both had put their forks down to look at Jennifer Knight.

"Mom?" Kendall asked.

"Look, your aunt Sylvia invited Katie and I to come down to Kansas for Christmas." Jennifer sighed finally. "And with Uncle's John's passing last year, she's going to need people around her for the holidays. So I agreed, and Katie and I leave in two days. She offered to have you boys come with us also, both you boys, but I know you have tough schedules until Christmas Eve.

Kendall looked down at his plate, with a look of sadness. "So you'll be in Kansas for Christmas this year?"

"With our family big brother." Katie added.

"Oh. Well, that's sweet. I really wish I could go down to see how she's doing." James decided to chime in. "Thanks for remembering my work, but tell everyone 'Hello' and 'Merry Christmas' for us, okay?"

Jennifer nodded, grateful that James understood. This would be the first Christmas the couple would be spending without family. And both of them knew that hit Kendall hard.

"Well, Aunt Sylvia needs support. So I think it's great you're going. We're going to miss you at Christmas." Finally Kendall spoke up, managing a smile for his mother's relief. She smiled back.

"We'll miss you both too. But I'm sure it'll be nice to have a Christmas alone. Besides you have Carlos and the team if you want to spend Christmas with them." Mrs. Knight resumed eating her dinner, signaling the other's to join in.

"Yeah that could be a good idea." James murmured mouth full. Kendall and Katie laughed.

"What about you two starting a family of your own?" And just like that, the gentle mood had been sliced in the air with tension. You could see and feel the sudden change in atmosphere because of that one sentence.

"What?" Kendall asked tightly.

"Well I was wondering when you boys were going to start a family of your own? You know your own family so when we're gone you wouldn't be alone on Christmas. And you boys have been together a while." Jennifer pressed on innocently, not realizing how tender the topic really was.

"Mom we aren't even married yet." Kendall attempted to laugh it off from his seat. Kati looked between her brother and James, to gauge the different expressions and moods. From tense to somber.

"I know that dear. I'm just saying, maybe it's time to start thinking. You two have been together a while." Jennifer sighed, putting down her fork, done. The dinner was pretty much done now. "I was just asking when?"

"Look mom, we have. But we're not married yet and both of our careers are time consuming. We don't have time right now to look into adoption and such." Kendall said sternly, already out of his seat, and headed to the sink.

Jennifer Knight felt a small frown curl her lips downward. Her gaze lingered on Kendall for a moment longer, before looking at James. Like Katie, she had noticed James' voice absent from the discussion. She noticed the tight frown on his lips and the way his eyes were casted downward on his plate.

With a small sigh, Jennifer stood up to help her son with the dishes in the kitchen. Leaving Katie and James alone.

"What about you?" James finally looked up from his plate to look at Katie in confusion.

"What?"

"What about you? Do you want kids?" Katie asked bluntly. James blinked at her before standing up.

"That is none of your business." James murmured gently. He turned to the kitchen with a sigh. "And you heard Kendall, this discussion is over."

Now Katie was left by herself to her own thoughts. But she couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

December 4, 2011- L.A. Airport

"I wish you didn't have to go for four whole days." James said quietly, his voice almost being drowned out by the bustling voices of people in the airport.

Kendall sighed, pulling James closer to him in their seats. He gently kissed the top of James' head.

"I know but traveling is all part of the game." Kendall said. Kendall was a professional hockey player for the Los Angeles Kings. He was also the captain of the team (youngest captain, if James might add), and he was headed to Texas for an away game. "Besides, I'll be home by Saturday and we can do whatever that day."

James grinned. "Whatever?" He purred into Kendall's ears, hands already traveling across Kendall's black jeans. A sly grin slapped on Kendall's face.

"Oh most certainly whatever." He breathed, leaning in towards James. "It's up to you baby, I just hope you can wait that long." The smirk never faded from James' face.

"I'll be fine, the question is, will you be able to wait that long?" James said, hands traveling even lower. When Kendall's eyes widened, he laughed hotly. Slowly the two leaned in for a k –

"Flight 21B, to Dallas, Texas is now boarding. Flight 21B, to Dallas, Texas."

James groaned into Kendall's shoulder when the announcer had ruined their moment. Kendall licked his lips and laughed, before standing up. He could see a few of his team mates boarding onto the plane already, including their long time best friend, Carlos Garcia.

The Latino waved at the couple and James knew it was time for Kendall to leave. With a sigh he stood up also, glancing at Kendall who grabbed his duffle bag.

"Well I gotta go." Kendall said quietly. James nodded and reached in to give Kendall a chaste kiss on the lips. Kendall pulled James closer, keeping the kiss going longer. Both boys could have kept kissing each other, forever, but that would mean Kendall missing his flight.

And James knew the team would kick his ass if Kendall didn't make it.

Slowly, he broke away with a small sigh but smiled. "I'll see you Saturday?"

Kendall smiled softly. "Saturday. It's a date." He winked and gave one last kiss to James before heading in line. James smiled and waved at his fiancé all the way until he boarded the plane before turning around.

This is going to be a lonely four days.

X.X.X.X

"You need publicity."

James blinked at Gustavo momentarily, before raising an eyebrow. "I need…publicity?" Gustavo sighed louder than necessary but nodded. "But why? Aren't I already getting publicity? I mean did you see how well my first album did?"

"Yes dog, I know how well your album did. I did produce it after all." Gustavo grumbled. "But you need more, to become even bigger. A little more publicity wouldn't hurt you at all; you always could use some more."

James leaned back on the couch, one arm draped over the back of it, while he drank his coffee. "Okay. What kind of publicity are we talking? Photo shoot? Fan mail? Interview?"

"An orphanage." James felt his eyes bug out of their sockets and he choked on his coffee, not wanting to spit it all out on Gustavo. And feel his wrath afterward. James coughed.

"Excuse me?" He croaked, hoarsely.

"An orphanage. You know with kids? Take one home?"

"I know that, but what exactly does any of that have to do with publicity?" James cried. Gustavo grimaced.

"Look, there is this program at an orphanage in Minnesota, called "Home For The Holidays". It's basically where adults can take home and foster and child for one month during the holiday season. So they have a home for Christmas and people to celebrate." Gustavo explained. James nodded mutely. "It's only fostering for a month. Now I say to do this because if fans and paparazzi find out you're doing this, imagine how good your image will be.

"Headlines like, "James Diamond graciously helps give a home to an orphan for Christmas.'. It would help you fan base, show your heart and improve you publicity." Gustavo smiled with a chuckle. "And this is the best way to get those critics and negative publicity off your…erm…relationship choice…"

"You mean, me being gay?" James bit out bitterly.

"Yes. If they find out you and Kendall fostered a child to give him a wonderful Christmas they won't be focused on that fact anymore." Gustavo said gently, knowing that was a sore subject for James. For a while, nothing but silence was shared between the two. James was lost deep in his own thoughts, while Gustavo waited for an answer.

"So… 'Home For The Holidays', was it?"

Gustavo smirked. "Yes. In Minnesota. We can set up a flight for you to leave today and you can personally check it out. Meet the kids for yourself." Gustavo said waving his hand, for his secretary to enter. A young red head came in shortly. "Now, you and Kendall will be booked for a flight to Minnesota today –"

"Kendall went to Texas." Gustavo stopped speaking to stare at James when he interrupted. "He had a game, remember? He'll be gone until Saturday." Gustavo frowned and rubbed his chin.

"Well I suppose we can make your flight Saturday then."

"NO!" Both Gustavo and the secretary flinched at James' sudden out burst. The twenty-three-year-old instantly flustered and swallowed. "I – I mean no, we don't have to wait. We can go today. Kendall won't mind. I can call him and all."

Gustavo looked unconvinced. "You sure he'll be okay with you picking out a child and having one in the house by the time he gets home? He's fine with a kid?"

"Um, yes." James said quickly. "Yes, he will be. It'll be easier this way. The kid can get used to the house and I can set up stuff. Besides the faster we get this, the faster publicity will come right?" James laughed with an easy smile.

"Alright, if you say he'll be fine with this, dog, then," Gustavo turned back to the secretary. "Get James a flight on the private jet for one this afternoon. And also give a call to the orphanage. Let a 'Ms. Kelly', know I wish to speak with her." With a nod the secretary was gone.

Gustavo watched James closely who wiped his hands on his jeans.

"Well, this will be the perfect surprise for Kendall."

Well, that's where I'll end it for now. I'm pretty excited for this story, I do have most of it planned out and it's probably only going to be about 10-15 chapters.

Anyhow, I hope you guys liked it and enjoyed reading it.

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Thanks and peace out!