Ethan/Isaac

Author's Note: So, I'm kind of curious to see what kind of reaction this pairing will get. This is set during the summer between seasons 2 and 3. Will be a little AU, but they're all still werewolves because I like the dynamic of that. Also, I remember seeing something that said Alphas can hide their scent from other werewolves, which explains how Scott and Deucalion shared an elevator and Scott had no clue that Deucalion was an Alpha. I'm not sure if the show is going with that idea, but I will be for this story. Hope you enjoy.

He wasn't sure why he kept coming back to the cemetery, at least not when he did it on his own time, or why he kept coming to stand in front of this one grave in particular. But he did. He supposed that he was conflicted as to how he felt about the person who was in that grave. Now that his dad was dead he no longer had to fear going home and that constant anxiety of what each day would bring no longer gripped him. Sure being a werewolf had gotten him involved in some crazy things, but whatever pain he went through was never quite as bad as living with his dad had been by the time he died.

It hadn't always been bad though and that was probably what kept bringing him back. Back before Camden died, when he was little and everyone had been happy. Or at least they'd seemed happy. He could be wrong about that. It'd been a long time ago and it had certainly been better than what he'd gone through the last few years. Part of him wondered what Camden would think of him, if he were still alive, but he never thought about it for long. Camden was dead and it was of no use wondering what a dead man might think of him, even if that dead man was his brother.

When he turned around to leave and wander about Beacon Hills, because there was a certain joy in just having the freedom to wander about for hours, he frowned as he saw somebody watching him. Which was weird because the cemetery was pretty much devoid of people except for when a person died and then there was a great big group. This guy was alone and just watching him. But as he approached, because the guy was somehow right in his path, Isaac couldn't smell anything weird about him. Just a human who wasn't carrying anything that might be dangerous.

When they were only a few feet away from each other, the guy said, "Hey, I didn't want to disturb you while you were" and he gestured toward the cemetery, "you know. My name's Ethan and I was wondering talk a little. I'm new here and I thought it'd be a good idea to get a feel for who's who before school starts in the fall. You know, hopefully avoid the awkwardness of my brother and I being the new kids who don't know anybody."

Isaac couldn't hold back a snort, "I'm Isaac. And why'd you think to ask me? Am I just the first person you saw? Because if you want to fit in with the popular types, you don't want to be seen with me."

He didn't wait for a response, instead he continued on his way and was surprised when he heard Ethan hurrying to keep up with him, "Why not? I'm sure all the girls swoon as you walk down the hall. You're handsome enough for it."

Isaac scoffed, which caused Ethan to quickly say, "Or guys, whichever you prefer."

He looked over at Ethan, who seemed completely serious, and shook his head before this guy went any further, "No, they don't. People don't really notice me and I'm fine with that. Besides, I'd prefer to keep to myself rather than have everyone know everything about me."

If he'd thought Ethan would get the hint, he was mistaken, "So you keep to yourself. Usually its people like you that know who to avoid. I'm kind of glad actually, at least I didn't run into some total asshole."

His brows rose, "And how do you know I'm not a total asshole? You just met me."

Ethan shrugged, seemingly unperturbed by Isaac's hostile tone, "Well, you're still talking to me and I can tell you're trying to get out of this conversation, but you're not being insulting or rude. Just so you know, I have a weakness for taller guys. And curly hair, but preferably both together."

Oh, great, he thought. This might be a bit more trouble than he'd thought. It was impossible not to hear the compliment in Ethan's voice. Which meant he probably wasn't going to get rid of Ethan anytime soon. Not if this degree of assertiveness was standard operating procedure for Ethan.

Which left Isaac feeling rather unsure of how to feel. Ethan didn't smell like anything more than a normal human, so he didn't think anything supernatural was going on. But he'd never had people interested in him before, not like this. At least, if they had they'd never been so forward about it. Not that Ethan was unattractive. But he'd never been hit on by a guy before and he'd always kind of expected it to be a girl.

"Are you always this forward?"

Ethan just grinned at him, "Only when I see something I like."

Isaac shook his head and looked away, "Its not like there's a rush or anything. I mean, I'm kind of a loner, so you don't have to hurry."

Once again, though, what he'd expected and what he got turned out to be complete opposites as Ethan responded, the smile obvious in his voice, "Then that means you won't have any plans that would interfere with a trip to the movies at eight."

He glanced at Ethan, utterly surprised by that turn in the conversation, to see a smug smile on his lips and felt a sort of resignation come over him because he could tell that no matter what he said Ethan would have some reply ready to go, "And what if I say no?"

To his credit, Ethan didn't gloat or crow over the fact that he'd won this round of … whatever it was he'd dragged Isaac into, instead he just shrugged, "Then I'll stick around pestering you with questions for the next few hours. At least with a movie there won't be any talking."

Isaac let out a sigh and nodded, "Fine, just keep your hands to yourself, and no chick flicks or horror."

Again, Ethan surprised him, this time by very easily going along with his demands, "Of course. Trust me, I'll be a perfect gentleman and you'll enjoy it. See you at eight."

Without waiting for a reply, Ethan jogged off toward the parking lot where he got onto a motorcycle and sped off. Isaac shook his head, feeling completely out of his depth. Part of him hoped he'd have a bad time and Ethan would back off. But another part wanted to have a good time and see if this wouldn't actually be that bad. With a shake of his head, he headed off to get a few things done before this date that Ethan had practically forced on him. Still, at least he was good-looking and seemed to have a fair bit of muscle. Hopefully he wouldn't regret this date.

Ethan had a small grin on his face when he met up with his brother. He'd been surprised at how easy it was to maneuver Isaac to go where he wanted him to go. It made him wonder how dangerous Derek Hale's pack really was. But as soon as that thought crossed his mind, he pushed it away. From everything he'd been told, Isaac Lahey was probably the most troubled and loneliest of the students at Beacon Hills High School. That had probably made his recruitment by Derek that much easier. It didn't mean that Isaac was a pushover when it came to an actual fight, even if he was just a beta.

Aiden was frowning, "Are you sure about this? He doesn't have any friends, its not like he'll be a wealth of information."

Ethan shook his head, "That's where you're wrong. Since he's got so few people in his life, everyone who's near him is important, werewolf or not."

Aiden still wasn't happy, "He's a beta, which means two things. First, he could find out what you are. Second, if Deucalion pushes Derek Hale to join us, all his betas will be killed. Don't get attached."

He shrugged, "That's if things go according to plan. If not, Isaac might not have to die. Plus, why not have a little fun while we can?"