A/N: This is actually an idea for a future ficc after A Prize not Won. It's a scene from my future ficc SUMMER WITH MAFIAS. Since A Prize not Won is obviously not done, the whole story of this fic is not yet planned. So you can treat this as a preview. Yeah, Long live the (HiJack) Revolution!

"I like you, will you go out with me?"

The two boys stood across of each other as silence followed after Jack's confession. They've been hanging out for weeks, and evidently, the older boy started to develop feelings for the younger one. He didn't know exactly why, maybe it was the way Hiccup would get snarky when he was annoyed or embarrassed. Or it could be how super adorable he'd get when he was playing with his jet-black cat. Could it be the way he would smile crookedly or perhaps how Jack finds himself mesmerized whenever he looked into those emerald orbs passing for eyes?

Whatever it was, Jack was hooked.

"No."

"Wait." Jack froze, "what?"

"You heard me," Hiccup replied, but in his eyes, there was a reflection of sadness and regret. "I can't allow myself to go out with you."

Jack's heart sank. Of course, the teen considered the possibility of rejection. But he had been hopeful, Hiccup was openly gay, and whenever Jack flirted mildy with the brunette, the boy reciprocated every now and then. And he seemed interested, at least in Jack's opinion. So this was a painful blow... wait. The white-haired teen replayed the answer in his mind.

"You can't allow yourself togo out with me? What does that even mean?"

"Exactly that. I can't," Hiccup sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Peter would be out to get you, and that's just not an option."

"What the hell, who gives a damn about Pitch?" Jack scowled. "this is about us, your stalker got nothing to do with this. Besides, he hasn't be seen for months. C'mon Hic, summer vacation's tomorrow, give me some summer romance... "

Hiccup narrowed his eyes, hands on his hips. "Jack, yes, he is most definitely my stalker, and a dangerous one."

Peterson "Pitch" Black Nightmare is the son of Draco and Gothel Black Nightmare, whom are rumored to be powerful leaders of the Fearling Mafia. The Police believed Peter had nothing to do with his parent's dealings, at least, they believed that until a couple of months ago. Before his Graduation, he suddenly went missing. And with the symbol of the Nightmares found at his apartment, well, it wasn't a good sign.

"He doesn't scare me."

Hiccup bursted at that. "Well, you should!" he spat. "My last two boyfriends three years ago were mysteriously killed, their cases are still unsolved. And when I attended their funerals, Peter was there saying he only came to comfort me."

"Wha-what?" Jack blinked in disbelief. "how can you be sure? I mean, sure, Pitch is a bit psycho, but really...?"

Hiccup glared at him. "I never even introduced either one of them to him. They were strangers to him." he said pointedly.

"Oh."

"Yeah, Oh." Hiccup shook his head, shoulder his backpack. "we're still friends, but I can't give you more than that. I'm sorry."

Jack was silent for a moment, then taking a breath, he replied. "Okay."

"Well," Hiccup scrunched up his nose. "I feel I should take offense by how easily you took it, but since I did reject you, I guess I could..."

Jack cut him off. "You didn't let me finish," he said. "I'll accept your answer if you tell me, right now, you have no feelings for me. At all."

It was Hiccup's turn to freeze. He knew he should've just lied, it will make things easier. But that didn't mean it was easy to do, "I... I can't do that, Jack."

Jack looked relieved by the response. "All right," he wrapped his arms around Hiccup's waist and pulled him closer, making said boy yelp. "then we are going out." he kissed Hiccup on the tip of his nose.

"Jack!" Hiccup flushed, placing a hand over his nose. "Haven't you been listening?"

"I have, and with Pitch missing for god knows how long, I'm not quite assured that he won't try anything to get his dirty hands on you." Jack buried his face in Hiccup's hair. "I won't let that happen, I'll protect you."

Hiccup groaned, burying his face to Jack's hoodie. "You dork," he complained half-heartedly. "you know, you being my boyfriend is an Occupational Hazard."

"Sounds fun," Jack chuckled, running his hand through those brown locks, before cupping Hiccup's cheek, making the boy look up to him. "will you hire me then?"

Hiccup rolled his eyes, "Guess you're the only one qualified for the job."

At that note, Jack leaned down and kissed him. The younger boy was shock, but soon, Hiccup melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the taller boy's neck.

One thing's for sure, this summer was going to be an interesting one.

A/N: My knowledge of Mafias is limited and the only idea I know of is that it's some kind of Black Market secret organization of sorts. An organized international body of criminals, operating originally in Sicily and now especially in Italy and the US and having a complex and ruthless behavioral code. How exactly they function, I'm not too sure. But yeah, this is the general idea. More to come if ever you want it.