These are the ages of the characters in this story! I know they might be a little off, but... who cares?

Zane, Luna, and Aster are 23

Atticus, Bastion, and Hassleberry are 22

Jaden, Syrus, and Alexis are 21

Everyone else is 20!

I should tell you what Luna looks like. She's about Zane's height, has black hair and white eyes (just something I thought of). And is one hell of a bitch! ...Sorry for the language.

GX - GX

One morning Zane Truesdale wolk up in his mansion and saw his wife, packing.

"What are you doing, Luna?"

"I'm leaving."

"Leaving? Why?"

"Because I realized that you're not really the guy for me." She explained. "When I first met you I thought: 'Wow, this is a guy that's got his life together.' But you're never around anymore. We never have time to be together. And you're always talking about your old school friends. Not to mention that the love making sucks."

"We've only made love once." He said.

"Yeah, and that was on our huneymoon. Which was more than 8 months ago."

"If you want to leave then... fine. Go ahead."

"You're not even gonna try and stop me?"

"Why should I? If you want to go then I've got no objection."

"Fine!" Luna yelled, then got her things and left, slamming the door behind her.

'Wow! My wife just left me and I'm not even sad. That's strange.' Zane thought, then the phone rang and he got up to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hi Zane. It's me." Syrus said from the other line.

"Oh... hi."

"How's Luna?"

"Don't know."

"You don't know? Why don't you ask her?"

"I can't. She left."

"What do you mean she left?"

"I can't say it any simpler than that, Sy. She left."

"Where are you?"

"I'm at home."

"Stay there. I'm coming over. We have to talk." Syrus said, then the next thing Zane heard was the dial tone.

"Okay. That was strange."

-- Half an hour later --

The doorbell rang and Zane got up from the couch and went into the kitchen to answer it. When he did, Syrus was on the other side of the door.

"Syrus. What a surprise." Zane said, sarcastically.

"Maybe I should come by later."

"No. Syrus, I'm sorry. Come in." Zane said so Syrus did and Zane shut the door.

"If I wanted to be with someone angry I could of just hung out with Hassleberry." Syrus said as he took a seat at the table.

"Sy, I said I was sorry." Zane said as he sat across from Syrus. "Are you thirsty?"

"Nah, I'm good." He said, then looked at Zane. Zane noticed and looked back at him.

"What?"

"Why did she leave?"

"She said it was because I'm never around anymore. She also said it was because I always talk about you and everyone else all the time. And because the love making sucks. Like that's an excuse."

"You must be crushed."

"I'm not."

"Don't say that, Zane. You loved Luna."

"No. I thought I did. It turns out that I didn't love her. She's more like a friend to me than a wife. But now she's not really anything to me. Who can just walk away like that?" Zane said. "Someone who's really insensitive that's who."

"Wow! I never knew you felt so strongly about this."

"You know... it amazes me that you don't have anybody." Zane said, and Syrus bowed his head, shamefully. "Oh, I didn't mean it that way."

"No, it's okay. Nobody's attracted to me. That's all."

"There's got to be someone out there who's attracted to you."

"Maybe, but I just haven't found them yet."

"You will." Zane said, then took a sip of his coffee and looked at Syrus, who still looked upset. "Syrus, how about we go out to lunch later or something... and just have some fun for today?" Zane suggested.

"Sounds good." Syrus said, perking back up almost immediately.

"Okay, but until then do you wanna just... talk?"

"Sure." Syrus said, and they started talking about a bunch of random stuff until lunch.

-- At Friday's (the restaurant) --

They were sitting at one of the booths across from eachother when two people came up to them.

"Hey guys." One of them said, and they both looked up to see Jaden and Bastion.

"Oh... hi." Syrus greeted.

"Mind if we join you?" Jaden asked.

"No. Go right ahead." Syrus said so Jaden took a seat next to Syrus, and Bastion took a seat next to Zane.

"So... what have you guys been up to?" Jaden asked. "It seems like I haven't seen you guys in years."

"Jay, you just saw me yesterday." (HA! Another rhyme!)

"Well it seems like a long time." Jaden said, then hugged Syrus, tightly. Syrus' face began to turn the same color as his hair.

"Jay... could you... ease up on the... grip? Can't... breath."

"Jaden, stop suffocating Syrus." Zane said, and Jaden let go.

"Sorry, Sy." Jaden said as he sweatdropped and scratched the back of his head, sheepishly.

"No. That's okay." Syrus replied after he got enough air back in his lungs.

-- After lunch --

"Well... we'll see you guys around." Jaden said after they got outside and were about to go their separate ways.

"Yeah. Bye." Bastion added.

"Later." Syrus said.

"Bye." Zane said, then they all went their separate ways. (More like Jaden went with Bastion, and Syrus went with Zane.)

"After I get back to your place do you think that I should get home?" Syrus asked. (They had come in Zane's car so Syrus' car was still at Zane's mansion.)

"No. That's okay. You can stay with me for a while longer." Zane said as he opened the passenger door for Syrus.

"Thank you." Syrus said, then got in the car. "But are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Well... okay." He said. So Zane closed the door then went over to his side, got in, and drove them back to his house.

-- At Zane's place --

When they got to Zane's mansion, Luna's car was in the driveway.

"What the hell?" Zane asked as he stopped the car then got out and went into the mansion with Syrus right behind him. They went in and Luna was standing there. "What are you doing here, Luna? You left, remember?"

"Yes, I remember perfectly."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"I just came to return my keys." She said, then threw him the key to the mansion and the key to his car. He caught them and just held them in his hand.

"Okay, and now that you've done that. You leave." Zane said as he got out of the way and pointed out the door.

"Aren't you going to let me say hello to your friend first?"

"No. You leave." He said again, but this time with a threatening tone. "And if you don't leave then I can report you for trespassing." He said, and she walked out the door. Then got into her car and drove away. Then Zane closed and locked the door.

"Zane, are you sure you're going to be alright?"

"Yeah, I'm just a little tense right now. That's all." Zane said as he rubbed the back of his neck then went into the livingroom. Syrus followed, and sat on the couch next to him. Then he got behind Zane and started to rub his shoulders. "Sy, what are you doing?" Zane asked after a minute.

"I'm giving you a massage to help you feel better." Syrus said as he continued with his work. He didn't know if he was doing it right, but he thought he heard Zane moan.

'Man, I can't believe how good this feels. How did Syrus get so good at this?' Zane thought.

"Hey Sy?"

"Yeah?" Syrus asked, while still continuing with his work.

"How did you get so good at this?" Zane asked, causing Syrus to blush.

"I don't really know. This is my first time ever doing something like this."

"Well with what you're doing now that's kinda hard to believe."

"It's true." Syrus said. He started to get irritated with Zane's jaket and finally leaned over to take it off. Underneath Zane's jaket he wore a white muscle shirt that clung to him, showing his muscular chest. Syrus swallowed hard and tried very hard not to loose himself.

Zane moaned when Syrus continued and he leaned into his touch, wanting more.

"Syrus, you're really good at this."

"Thanks. Are you feeling better now?"

"Yes." Zane answered. "A lot better."

"Then I guess I should stop now." Syrus said as he took his hands off Zane's shoulders.

"What? No, don't stop." He said, quickly, which surprised them both.

"Why not?"

"Because..."

"Because why?"

"Because I don't want you to."

"Why not?"

"Because it feels good." Zane answered, and it really shocked Syrus.

"R-really?"

"Yeah. I didn't want you to stop."

"I would of had to stop sometime." Syrus said. "Speaking of that kind of thing I should probably get going." Syrus said, then got up and went into the kitchen, but Zane got there first and blocked the door. "Zane, what are you doing?"

"Please, Sy... don't leave. I don't want you to."

"Well... you can't hold me hostage."

"I'm not trying to. I'm trying to get you to stay here. Please. Just a little bit longer. I won't try to get you to do anything. I swear."

"Zane, I really shouldn't. I should be getting home."

"But... Sy." Zane said, sadly then sighed. "Alright. If you wanna go then go." He said after he got out of the way.

"You know what..." Syrus started, which caused Zane to look at him. "Maybe I will stay here a little bit longer. It's not like I have anything to do at home and I'm on vacation this week. So... I think I will stay." Syrus said, then walked back in the livingroom.

'I think I'm loosing my mind. I mean it's so weird that I would just let Luna leave so easily, yet I just want Syrus to stay. Why is that? Why am I acting so weird around him lately?' (Wow! Is he clueless, or what?) Zane thought. Then after a minute, he just went back in the livingroom with Syrus.

-- That night --

Zane and Syrus had just finished watching a movie when Zane looked at the clock and realized that it was 11:55. (At my house it's really 7:55, but I needed a later time than that!)

"Wow! Look what time it is? You should be going to bed."

"What? But I'm 21 now. I don't have a bedtime." Syrus said, and Zane just chuckled.

"Everyone has to have a bedtime, Syrus." Zane said. "Even adults like you and me." He said. Then without even a warning, Zane picked Syrus up, bridal-style, and brought him to his bedroom down the hall. "It's too late for you to drive home, so I'm going to have you sleep here for the night." He said as he placed Syrus down on the bed, then crawled in next to him and brought the covers over them both.

"Are you sure that this is okay?"

"What is?"

"That I can sleepover?"

"Of course. You can sleepover anytime you want to." Zane said, then wrapped his arms around Syrus' waist and put his head on top of Syrus' to take in the gentle scent of cotton blossoms. (Whenever I think of Syrus I always think of cotton blossoms... I don't know why!)

'Man, he smells good. I wonder if... gah! What the hell am I thinking?! This is my brother I'm talkin' about here! My innocent baby brother. My innocent, adorable, cute, sensitive, beautiful baby brother.' Zane thought, then shook his head, violently, trying to push the thoughts away. 'I'm going out of my mind!' He thought. He finally ended up falling asleep while holding Syrus, protectively.

-- The next morning --

Syrus wolk up the next morning to see Zane not in the bed anymore.

"Zane? Zane, where are you? Zane?" Syrus asked, starting to panik and got out of bed. "Oh no." He said to himself, then went into the kitchen to see Zane cooking. "Oh... Zane. There you are."

"You seem relieved to see me."

"I am. I thought something terrible happened to you. I was worried when I wolk up and you weren't there." He said, on the verge of tears.

"It's okay, Syrus. I'm right here." Zane said, comfortingly. Then out of nowhere Syrus ran up and wrapped his arms around Zane's waist, hugging him tightly from behind.

"I was just worried. I mean... with all the stuff that's happened I can't be too careful. You know?"

"It's okay, Syrus." Zane said, then took a plate and put some food on it. "Hungry?"

"You made breakfast for me too?"

"Yeah. Do you want some?" Zane asked, and Syrus started thinking. "It's french toast and bacon."

"Okay." Syrus said excitedly, then let go of Zane and sat on one of the chairs. So Zane handed him the plate along with a fork and knife then got his food and sat down next to Syrus.

"Are you thirsty?"

"A little."

"Do you want something to drink?"

"Sure. What do you have?"

"I have..." He started, then went to the refrigerator to check. "Orange juice, apple juice, and chocolate milk."

"Chocolate milk." Syrus answered with a smile, and Zane couldn't help but smile back.

"Okay. Two chocolate milks coming up." Zane said, then took out the milk, got two cups, filled them up, put the milk back, and handed a cup to Syrus before sitting back down with his. "Were you really that worried about me, Syrus?" Zane asked after a minute, and Syrus took a sip of his milk before answering.

"Yeah, I was."

"No need to worry about me." Zane said. "I'll be alright." He said, then hugged Syrus, tightly.

"I can't help but worry about you." Syrus said as he hugged Zane back, just as tightly, if not tighter. They were so focused on only eachother that they jumped away from each other when they realized that the phone was ringing.

"I'll get it." Zane said, then got up, went into the livingroom, and came back with the phone on his ear. "Hello?"

"Hi. Is Syrus with you?" Jaden's voice said on the other end of the line.

"Yes, Syrus is with me."

"Thank God. I called his house two times last night and once this morning and he never answered."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Jaden said. "Well... I just wanted to see where he was. Bye."

"Bye." Zane replied then hung up.

"Well?" Syrus asked.

"Jaden just wanted to know where you were and if you were alright because he said that he had called your house and you never answered." Zane explained.

"Okay."

"Good. Now eat your breakfast... I worked hard on it." Zane said, and Syrus smiled before he started eating again.

-- Later that day --

"Syrus, I have to go to the store and pick up a few things before tomorrow."

"What's tomorrow?"

"...Christmas."

"Really?" Syrus asked. "Wow! I guess I've been so busy with everything that's been going on that I frogot about the most important holiday of the year."

"Do you wanna come with?"

"Sure." Syrus said, excitedly. Then they got in Zane's car and drove off together.

-- When they got back --

When Zane and Syrus got back to the mansion it had started snowing. So they both ran into the house with all their stuff and went right into the livingroom, after closing and locking the door.

"Boy, it sure gets cold out there fast." Syrus said while rubbing his arms and shivering.

"You're telling me." Zane said, then dropped his bags and took the only blanket on the chair. He looked over at Syrus and noticed how cold he was. 'He's probably colder then me. He's smaller then me so there's less of him to freeze, and he can get colder, faster.' Zane thought, then draped the blanket over Syrus' shoulders which caused Syrus to look at him. "So you don't get cold." He said, and Syrus sneezed. "Oh boy, I guess I was too late. You've already caught a cold." Zane said, then placed a hand on Syrus' forehead. "Atleast you don't have a fervor." Zane said as he sat down on the chair.

"Won't you be cold?" Syrus asked before letting out another sneeze.

"I'll be alright." Zane said, but couldn't help the shiver that escaped him. The next thing he knew, Syrus was in his arms, on his lap, and was slowly wrapping the blanket wround them both.

"Don't try to hide it. You're cold and I think we should share this blanket... along with some body heat." Syrus said, and Zane couldn't help the blush that was slowly creeping onto his face.

"U-um... o-o-okay." Zane stuttered.

"The only thing I'm worried about is that... I might get you sick."

"I-I don't m-mind." Zane said. "As long as you're warm and h-happy. That's all t-that m-matters."

"Why are you stuttering, Zane? You can't be that cold."

"No. It's not t-that."

"Then what is it?"

"I just... want to go to bed."

"You're tired, but it's only 4:00 in the afternoon."

"Well... the darkness makes me sleepy."

"Well... I can't argue with that."

"Okay." Zane said. "Then let's go to bed." He said, then picked Syrus up, brought him to his room, they both laid down under more blankets and fell asleep in each other's arms almost immediately.

GX - GX