Warning: slash, Evil Plot Bunnies, random craziness, Casey bashing, death of Babe Raider, etc.

Um, so this is my first ever Life With Derek fan fiction. The other day I was searching for Sam/Derek fan fiction, only to have a couple of small stories come back in return. So, the Evil Plot Bunnies in my head became upset and began devising their own plot. And so, thanks to Evil Plot Bunnies, I now present you with this story.

Day 1, Friday Afternoon

Derek sat at his computer desk, headphones sitting securely on his head. The music bounced through the device, flowing smoothly into his ears. Glancing over toward his bed, he observed Sam flipping through a Playboy magazine. Sliding his headphones off, he tilted his head back, resting it again the back of his computer chair.

It was quiet. Damn, did he love this or what. Just him and Sam, hanging out. No family to bother him-correction, no Casey to bother him. He didn't mind the rest of his family so much when Casey wasn't around. She was so conceded, constantly bringing the attention to herself. They all seemed so different when she was near.

It was finally summer break, and his dad had planned a vacation for the family. Usually, Derek would jump right on board, but he had a feeling that going on vacation with Casey wasn't a vacation at all. Pleading with his father, he begged to be aloud to stay home alone during the two week vacation. At first all he got was a no, but Derek would not accept that. After asking the fifteenth time his father gave a tired, "fine."

But, both his father and Nora had one condition: Sam had to stay at the house for the two weeks. They would have to stick together. Derek agreed immediately. That was such an easy condition to meet. He was going to invite Sam over in the first place. Not only that, Sam was his best friend, so they got along just fine.

Casey had fussed about how both Sam and him were an irresponsible combination. How, when they returned from vacation, the house would be burnt to the ground. Nora and his father ignored her and began packing. She glared at Derek, before quickly stomping away.

Around lunch time today, the car was packed full of bags. Sam walked up on the porch just as they pulled away from the curb. Nora rolled down her window and shouted:

"Now you be good, you hear? I laid out some money in the kitchen for food and emergencies. When we get to the hotel, we'll call you, okay?"

To this, Derek just nodded and entered back into the house, Sam in toe. Now here they were, relaxing in his room. Derek's train of thought was broken when he heard his best friend start talking.

"I'm hungry. I haven't eaten in hours."

"The kitchen's down stairs." Derek said lackadaisically.

"Fine," Sam said as he was got up, "Want me to get you something?"

"Nah." Derek said as he looked at Sam, who was leaning against the door post. He really wasn't that hungry.

"Suit yourself."

Okay, so that was comletely un-beta-ed, and very short. But I just wanted to update something so badly, I thought I 'd go ahead and give a little preview. All the other chapters are much, much longer.

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