Disclaimer: I do not own anything, or any part of the Supernatural Franchise, other than my role in creating this fanfiction. None of the characters belong to me.

Disclaimer 2: THE COVER ART IS NOT MINE! I REPEAT: NOT MINE! It's Autumn-Water's on Deviant art, and her stuff is really great, so go check her out. I couldn't get ahold of her without giving out my personal email (which I'm not about to put on the glorious internet...), so I just wanted to make sure you all know it's not mine. Mine. Haha. As if.

Warnings: A little bit of violence, not to graphic in the beginning, but I may have to change the rating later on. Definitely sexual themes, if I get to a point where a smut scene would work, I'll create a separate paragraph, but it won't be on here. Language, drinking, smoking, teenage parties (later on), and I'm hoping for some serious angst later on (haven't written in before, so that's why I'm hoping ;)).

Rating: T (could change to M later for violence/drinking/etc.)

Pairings: DeanxCastiel, little bit of SamxGabriel

Spoiler Warnings: Non-applicable

Universe: Alternate, no hunting, and sadly Destiel isn't 'officially canon' (It totally is. Totally is.)

Dean Winchester hated a lot of stuff. He hated his stupid kindergarden school, his stupid teacher, Miss Valerie, and he hated his stupid near-nonexistent playground. But if you asked him what he hated most? He would answer stupid Castiel Novak, no ifs, ands, ors, or buts. Sadly, he couldn't really call the Novak kid stupid (even though that was his favorite word), because, come one, he was reading a Bernstein Bears book on the first day, on his own! Dean knew it was a Bernstein Bear book, because that was the one he had wanted for his birthday, but Dad had said it was too expensive.

Ever since he had laid eyes on that Novak kid, he was a mix of emotions. He hated him, wanted to hate him, but he was just too nice, in a really weird way. It made him feel guilty. Like once, when Dean was reading a page from The Rainbow Fish out loud in class, everyone had laughed at him, because he pronounced 'amazed' ah-mah-zud, and Castiel Novak was the only one in the class apart from Miss Valerie that didn't laugh. Of course, that made him hate assbutt even more.

Assbutt was a word he had learned from one of Dad's friends, that told him never to use it. But Dean was a big boy - he didn't call his dad daddy anymore, so he could say assbutt if he wanted to. So he did. To Castiel Novak. The ultimate assbutt. And got detention and a call home. Dad wasn't happy.

"Hey, assbutt! What're you doing? Reading another book? You know, it don't matter around here if you read lots. Maybe Miss Valerie likes you best, but I sure as heck don't think it's cool." Dean felt a little bad when the kid looked him in the eyes, like he had just kicked his puppy. Dean knew that feeling, from when Dad had taken Rosie to the adoption center when Dean's first report card came home. Dean later learned that Dad had just thrown her into the river, leaving her to fend for herself. He quickly shook the thought away. No way was assbutt as heartbroken as he was when Rosie was pushed into the pickup truck and driven away. I mean, come on, it was just a few words!

"Hello Dean. I don't think Miss Valerie likes me best, teachers never pick favorites, I don't think it's allowed. And I don't think that you should say those words, and you don't say 'don't', you say 'doesn't', because it wouldn't sound right if you said, "...It 'do not' matter ar-" Castiel was interrupted by a swift uppercut to his left cheekbone. Dean almost got whiplash from turning his head around so fast - only to see Axl Parker in front of assbutt, clutching his - now flushed - knuckles.

"He was talking too much. And he was damn near close to insulting you, Winchester," said Axl, in response to the slightly horrified glances of the rest of the 'bully troupe', Hunter & Bucky Faye, Maddox Payne, and, of course the ringleader, Dean Winchester.

Dean tried not to look at the scene on the floor in front of him as the teacher on duty started running over to them to tend to Castiel and yell at the other boys, but couldn't help it as Miss Valerie came out and dragged him and Maddox (they were both in her class) to the principal's office. The last thing he remembered before going inside was baby blue eyes brimming with tears that had just started to flow down his cheeks, soothing the angry red of the left side of his face.

After that, Axl Parker started getting even more violent, until he was expelled from school in the seventh grade, and his Momma moved them the hell out of the little town called Lawrence, and moved to LA to be an actress. They never heard from Axl Parker again. However, the damage was already done, and poor Castiel Novak had come to expect the weekly beatings he got behind the bleachers at the little league pitch on his way home. The group of boys, or 'jerks', as that was their name in Cas's mind, were responsible for these drubbings, and every single one of them landed punches into his stomach, chest, and arms, as if their frustration could be channeled through bruised fists and well placed knees. Thank god Axl had left, though. He was always the most brutal, the only one to try hitting his face, trying to inflict lasting damage, even threatening him with a knife, once.

Cas hated Axl Parker. Really, truly hated him. With all the bones in his body, he despised the stupid, redheaded idiot (A/N: umm, just wanted to say, I have NOTHING against redheads, I just stole his name from Axl Rose [Guns n Roses], and roses are red, so... Yeah. Just wanted to say. You know. Not like, red-cist, or something. Rambling... Anyhoo. Back to the story) that made the most visible marks on his body - the ones he couldn't hide from his family with a beige trench coat. The ones he was forced to lie about, and so his family was clueless about the origin of his black eyes and bloody noses. Except Gabe. It seemed he could never lie to Gabe and get away with it - Gabe always saw through him, and would question him about it later. One day, Castel couldn't keep lying and making up stupid excuses to his older brother, so it eventually all came spilling out, until he caught himself before accidentally tossing out Dean Winchester's name in the word vomit he was hurling. Gabe never managed to get the who or the where out of his little brother, so he decided that he would find out himself. No one messes with a fucking Novak. Especially Baby Novak.

A/N: So. I wrote a new story! Yay! And it's a multi-chapter! *pats self on back awkwardly* I definitely didn't expect to write this, but Destiel scenes have been popping into my head all week, and so I started planning a little, and I just kind of... wrote it. I'm aware there are probably a few grammar errors, but right now I'm on a serious writer's high (is that even a thing?) and I don't really care. So, reviews would be appreciated, even if they're not kind ;) But I'd rather have constructive criticism rather than just flames, so yeah. Hope to have the next chapter out maybe next week, maybe Friday or sooner.

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K