Okay, this is just a random story idea. I don't know if it was because my friends and I watched Batman animated movies last night and I thought of Big Time Rush (specifically Kames) for some reason, but please be nice to review and tell me what you think? Now, here is a little bit of background information: this is another AU story; Griffin is James' adoptive father, it is explained a little in this first piece, James is a mercenary, and he has been dating Kendall for five years. The catch? Kendall has no idea that his boyfriend's second job is to kill for money, under the commands of his 'father'. And despite the brunette's declarations of love, Kendall can't help but feel that there is something shady about James' family...I hope everyone gives this a chance, and tell me what you think. Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush! This is just another AU story idea from me, but I don't anything but the ideas and overall plot! Again, please enjoy this and tell me if this has the potential to become a short but full-fledged story!

Kendall's face was bright red as James walked him to the door, the dirty blonde's heart racing when the taller male knocked lightly. He turned to the younger boy and smiled that alluring smile, the one he only shared with Kendall.

Said boy's bright green eyes flashed, his insides melting. He sometimes couldn't get over the fact this amazing, gorgeous, extremely talented and very sweet man was his. Of all the people James could have, he chose him...

"Did you have fun today, Kenny Rabbit?" He asked, the nickname making the shorter boy look away in embarrassment. James chuckled fondly, reaching out to stroke that perfect face.

"Y-yes." Was all Kendall could choke out, especially since James pressed their bodies closely in an intimate embrace.

He gasped, body heat rising as he gripped tight James' strong shoulders; Kendall's blush was back with a vengeance as he felt a pair of soft, warm lips graze his neck, his pulse jumping rapidly around like a jackrabbit. Those lips brushed up towards his left ear, nipping at the lobe softly, before they brushed over Kendall's bushy eyebrows and nose. James didn't kiss his lips though; he simply loved teasing his younger lover.

"That's good, or else I would have to put a bullet through my head; I would hate to show you such an unpleasant time." Another thing Kendall liked about James: his way of speaking. He rarely used contractions, from what he's told Kendall he was raised to speak clearly, and whenever he spoke, he said such sweet and loving things. It was like Shakespeare, just without all the actors and drama.

And Kendall noticed, with a giddy feeling, that he was the only person James talked to like that.

"I never have a bad time with you, J-James." Kendall said, snuggling up more to him. He loved hearing the other's heart, it was like a drum. Fiery, powerful and soothing; he never got tired of hearing that heart beat, hearing it lure him to sleep whenever he was in James' long, smooth-skinned arms.

James chuckled again; it had a soft, rich texture like melted dark chocolate. "I feel the same way, Emerald." Another nickname he had for the blonde, because of his eyes; the brunette always had a hard time deciding which shade of green Kendall's eyes were, so he settled for emerald. He said his boyfriend's eyes reminded me of freshly cut emeralds, and he loved emeralds; James use to not like the color green much, he always leaned more towards purple, but Kendall's piercing eyes changed his perspective around completely. Now he loved green almost as much as purple.

Kendall let out a manly giggle before he moaned softly, those previously mentioned lips capturing his lightly, gently. He felt weak in the knees, breathing proving very hard to do at the moment; James felt the other going slack and smirked, pressing the smaller, slender body against the door with his bigger, well-muscled one. The dirty blonde moaned again, this one more passionate and longing as his thin, pale hands raked up James' firm six-pack and chest to grip his black tank top.

James trailed his lips from Kendall's light pink mouth to his swan neck, making sure to leave small love bites on each inch of peach-colored skin exposed to him. Kendall gasped and clawed his dull fingernails down that broad, toned back, suddenly feeling that he was boiling hot. "J-James...Ah!"

"I love you, Kendall." The seductive brunette whispered, hazel-green eyes taking in that blunt nose, bushy eyebrows, soft lips and beautiful eyes; Kendall shivered under James' intense stare, only his eyes could show so much emotion and manage to remain so...silent, quiet.

The phrase 'actions speak louder than words' was no lie.

Kendall smiled through teary eyes, reaching out to cup the taller boy's face lovingly. "I-I love you too..." James beamed at those words, lacing his fingers with the blonde's and kissing the silver promise ring on his left hand.

The cool metal burned pleasurably under the brunette's lips as he made love to Kendall's hand, kissing each pad, knuckle to finally shower the palm with kisses and tiny nips. "You have no idea how much I love hearing those words." He replied, pulling the blonde off the door just in time; Kendall's baby sister Katie now stood there, in pajamas with a devious grin on. She was no doubt enjoying the heavy pink dusting her big brother's face.

"Aw, the lovebirds are back!"

"Katie!" James chuckled as he pressed a quick kiss to Kendall's left ear before letting him go, throwing a wink Katie's way.

"I have brought him home safe and sound, Katie. Mama Knight could sleep easy now." He said, clearly making a joke; Jennifer didn't worry about her son whenever he was with James. She loved the brunette as if he was another son and she and his mother Brooke were like sisters, even before Kendall and him became a couple she trusted the older boy to look out for her baby boy.

"Whatever, thanks James." Katie said, rolling her eyes; her smile though betrayed her annoyance.

"So will I see you tomorrow, Jamie? Walk to school together?" Kendall asked. He was a junior while James a senior at Sherwood High School; even though they were in different grades, ergo different classes, they always found time to be together before school, during lunch, and after school for hockey practice. Both were on the same time, though James was captain and Kendall co-captain.

All hope Kendall had for some alone time tomorrow morning vanished when his boyfriend frowned, biting his lower lip. "I am sorry, Kenny Rabbit. My...father is working late tomorrow and he insists I go along with him, you know to learn his side of the family business." James' father, well really step-father, Arthur Griffin was the head honcho of a booming music company here in the quiet little town of Sherwood, Minnesota. His mother Brooke Diamond (she didn't take Arthur's surname when they married) was the head of a huge cosmetics company, fierce yet compassionate with her employees, and one that has given her high status in the Mid-West. James didn't show much interest in neither of his parents' line of works; he loved music and singing, but his step-father had him doing...other jobs, so to say.

Jobs he couldn't tell his feisty, stubborn and beautiful dirty blonde lover about; if he knew, so much would be put in jeopardy, and he wasn't just talking about his engagement to said blonde.

Kendall felt his heart crack down the middle. Sure this wasn't the first time James had to blow him off because of Arthur (to be honest, Kendall hated the guy; James' parents divorced when James was ten due to infidelity on Michael's behalf, and sure he went off and married a women fifteen years younger than him, but he was much more likable than James' step-father) and his demands. And for some reason, whenever something like this happened, Kendall had a feeling the brunette was lying to him...

"Oh, I see." James felt terrible at the crest-fallen tone his boyfriend's voice was taking on, he ignoring Katie now waiting impatiently at the door as he cupped Kendall's face between his large, warm hands and pressed their lips together in a quick but passionate kiss.

The kiss lasted until they were both out of breath, Katie making fake gagging noises in the background, James pressing their foreheads together. "I am sorry, I will make it up to you, Ken. I promise, and I will try to see if my father will stop...asking me to do errands for him; I will tell him off, he's taking too much of my time, time I would rather spend with you." He said. Kendall took a deep breath and nodded shakily, James pressing a kiss to his forehead before pulling away.

"Goodnight, Kenny; goodnight Katie, I'll see you two later." With that James headed back to his car, the eighteen year old waving to them both from the window before disappearing into the night. Kendall sighed, Katie now concerned at the torn expression on his face.

"Big Brother, what's wrong? You don't look too good."

"Katie, have you ever felt that...someone you care about is lying to you? I mean, that they're not sharing everything with you?" He asked.

Katie crinkled her nose. "Um no, why? Don't tell me you're feeling that way towards James. You've known each other since the playpen, and you two have been dating for five years, technically now engaged for three months. You think something's shady with him?"

"I guess? I don't know, but sometimes it feels as if he's two different people: the James he is with me, you and Carlos and Logan, and then the James he turns into when talking about his step-dad." Kendall pointed out, that making Katie think his words over.

"Well he's not really close to Griffin now, is he? The guy's a creep to me, I don't see why James' mom married him in the first place. Maybe you're just being overprotective of him." She said, reaching out and wrapping an arm around Kendall's waist, smiling up at him.

Kendall smiled back, squeezing her close. "Yeah, maybe you're right...I can get a little overprotective of him sometimes."

-Page Break-

"What the hell does he need me for now?" James hissed, feeling bad almost immediately when Kelly flinched. He sighed, looking at her apologetically.

"Sorry Kelly, I'm just not in the mood." She smiled in understanding, saying without words that she's forgiven him, and swallowed hard when she pulled out a sheet of paper folded in half.

"Griffin has another job for you tonight."

'Yeah, as if he hasn't called me in for one in a while; this is the third time this week, who's pissed him off now?' James thought sarcastically, taking the note from her while reloading one of his handguns; the sound made him wince, though his hazel-green eyes shined darkly.

"Who I am killing tonight?" He said, emotionless, as he pulled his mask over his face. It was of a skull, no jaw with one eye blacked out, it like the rest of the suit a crimson red.

Kelly wanted to break down crying; he was only eighteen years old, still a child, and he already had blood on his hands. Blood from numerous victims Griffin picked out as possible competition to him.

Already at eighteen, he was a merciless mercenary.

She barely had enough time to say the person's name before he disappeared, the private jet outside waiting to take him to his target's home in California: "Gustavo Rocque."