Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, although I would like to.

Rated: M for slash, and language

Authors Notes: This is my first story that I've published

Chapter 1

He knew this was a terrible way to start his day, yet for some unknown reason he still enjoyed it. Don't ask him why, cause he doesn't even know the answer to it. Maybe he was into self-torture or something like that. Who knows? All he knew was he was in love with the one person he could never have. He should have known not to fall for a man that was taken from the day he first met him. But he did. Now it was too late, and now the man he was in love with was walking down the long corridor of the building towards him.

"Hey Flack, how ya doin'?"

He tried to keep his head down, and avoid eye contact with the other man, cause he knew it always led to trouble. The eyes, the smile, the glow, always just made him fall harder for a man he'll never be able to have. The worse part was he knew it wasn't him that caused him to glow like that. It wasn't him that made his eyes sparkle. It was always someone else, and unfortunately for him, he knows no matter how many feelings he has for this one man, he probably would never feel the same.

"I'm.. I'm doing ok, I suppose" he said with a smile that always tends to fail him in the presence of Danny.

"You don't look so good, are you sure that you're ok?"

"Yeah man, I'm fine." Flack snapped

"Alright, alright, jeeze."

"Sorry, I'm just struggling with some things, you wouldn't understand."

"Well give me a chance one day, I may understand a lot more than you think."

This was getting bad; he couldn't even be around Danny without getting depressed. He couldn't have a successful relationship because all he could think about was Danny. Danny filled his thoughts, his dreams, his nightmares, his everything. Out of control was an understatement.

Silently Flack watched Danny walk away with out another word. The funny thing was, now that he thought about it, he had never seen Danny with his boyfriend, never even seen so much as a picture. That was probably just Danny though; he always liked to keep his life separate from his work.

Don tried to shake all these thoughts from his head so he could go about his day without screwing up or embarrassing himself. Then he could go home, drink a few beers and possibly watch whatever game was on TV at the time. Yeah, that's what he would do.

"Flack, I need you on a case, with Danny." Said an all too familiar voice.

Flack's heart faltered a bit, and he had to do a double take. It was a simple thing Mac had asked him to do, and his heart, and head were blowing it out of proportion. Good God, this had to end.

"What's going on?" he said in a quiet voice, as to not let the anxiety slip through.

"You and Danny have to go to Florida for awhile, and help the CSI unit down there. We have a murder here that has a few links to a murder in Florida, and we need to send two people down there to gather what evidence they have, as well as findings."

'Oh… ok… I think we can manage that." Flack was uneasy about this whole thing and he wasn't entirely sure exactly how this was going to turn out.

"Flight leaves in 4 hours, you two need to go home and get packed and be at the airport as quickly as possible."

Flack didn't even have any time to think this through. It was happening whether he wanted it to or not. He begrudgingly left the lab, and headed home to pack his clothes, and hopefully pack an extra dose of dignity in case he lost some in Miami. Sure, he was nervous, but more importantly he didn't want to be in the same room with Danny, while he was texting or talking to his boyfriend on the phone. It would kill him, no, better yet, absolutely devastate him.

About an hour or so later they arrived at the airport, Mac had handed Danny both of their tickets. On the ride there Danny remained quiet. Which in all actuality was not like him at all. He seemed sort of upset, or maybe something else. Flack was too scared to take a long enough look to be able to pinpoint it.

The two boys checked in and found their gates. They had quite a bit of time to burn before their flight was scheduled to take off. Flack decided to find the two of them a seat while Danny went to the restroom. Shortly there after, he saw the younger man taking strides toward him. He noticed heart began racing, and his palms got sweaty, and his mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts.

"Why does he have to be so damn sexy?" Flack said in what he thought was out of earshot.

He noticed Danny looking around and then the next words were the words he feared.

"Why does who have to be "so damn sexy" With those words Flack turned brighter than a tomato.

"Nothing, nothing, forget I said anything." Flack quickly jumped out of his seat and walked to the nearest bathroom. He stayed in there for what he thought was a reasonable amount of time. As he was splashing water on his face to hopefully get rid of some of the red, he heard the door open. He glanced over, and almost fainted.

"You ok, Flack?"

"Yeah, m'okay. Just wasn't feelin' good, that's all."

"So, please, tell me who is so damn sexy." He said with a very sly smile and a wink that could make any man blush

"No one, why can't you drop it?"

Danny walked over closer to him, and all Flack could do was stare him straight in the eye. Something wasn't right about Danny's expression. It wasn't one he had ever seen before, and definitely never seen it pointed at him. The next thing he knows, two strong hands are holding him firmly against the wall. Then, he noticed his pants starting to tighten. He could smell only Danny. He could see only Danny. Danny, Danny, Danny, were the only thoughts that were circling his mind. Before he knew it, Danny's lips were plastered against his, in a mind numbing, breath taking kiss. After he let the shock sink in, he kissed him back. He kissed him back with such force, and desperation. They explored each other's mouths. Suddenly, he felt a hand grasping at the bulge in his pants. He let out a soft moan, and with that Danny only grabbed firmer. They were so lost in each other's scent, touch, and passion they didn't even notice someone had come in the bathroom, until they were "accidently" bumped into.

Their lips separated and all contact was lost between the two, and immediately Flack shivered, from the loss of the other man's heat. Then it struck him, Danny had a boyfriend, and now, now he hated himself. The two walked out of the bathroom without another word and took their seats in the terminal area, and sat in silence for quite sometime.

"He was never real, ya know?" Danny said, as if reading Flack's mind.

"What?" Flack said with disbelief

"My boyfriend, he was never real. I made him up in hopes of getting to you, and figuring out what was between us. I wanted to see the way you reacted and it told me all that I needed to know. All I've ever wanted was you, and I don't think I could see myself with anyone else other than you."

Flack couldn't believe what he was hearing. Part of him wanted to be mad at his best friend for hurting him so badly, but the other part was so entranced by the words he was saying, and everything that just happened.

"Oh, I see." Flack said with disbelief and excitement coating his every word.

"Now boarding Delta Airline 5334 to Miami." The intercom said in a very scratchy static-like voice.

"Well I guess that's us." Danny said with a smile.

Now, Flack was really worried about how this weekend was going to turn out.