Now we find out what they were up to. on with the show(story, what ever)

Jackson and Olive were sitting on Jacksons bed across from each other punching in the air. Every time that they punched their knuckles hit each other. When the door flew open they both look at the shocked faces of Lily and Miley.

''What?'' Jackson,asked, as he continued to hit olivers fist,

''What are you doing?'' Miley asked.

''Its called bloody knuckles, the boys have been playing it recently and since i have weak hands i asked Jackson to help me since he is like the champion of it'' Oliver, explained, still playing.

''Thats barbaric'' Miley, gasped.

''Yea, but I need stronger hands and jackson was willing to help''

''But your bleeding'' Lily, pointed out.

''It'll stop, just go'' Oliver said, sounding like he was in pain.

''Fine, if it will get you to stop quicker'' And they left. Jackson and Oliver heard the door to Mileys room close.

'' I think I need to stop'' Oliver gasped.

''Ok'' And Jackson did.

''That looks nice'' Oliver said, sarcasticly as he looked at his bloody hand.

''Sorry bout that, I'll go and get the first aid kit.'' And he went to the bathroom and got the kit and came back. He washed off the blood, put medicine on it and wrapped it in gauze.

''There you go'' Jackson said, kissing olivers knuckles gently.

''Thanks''

''Babe, you know I don't want to do this to you, I promised when we started dating that i would never hurt you and this is hurting you'' Jackson said, holding Olivers hurt hand in both of his.

''I know, but it hurts less that your doing it, than being beat by some other dude who wouldn't kiss it and make it better.''

''I know, but I still don't like it''

''Awww, come here'' And Oliver put his, unhurt, hand on the back of Jacksons neck and pulled him into a slow, sweet kiss. The kiss lasted a slow minute then Oliver pulled back and smiled at Jackson, who returned the smile.

''Hmmm'' Jackson, hummed.

''You know what?''

''What?''

''I wonder what Miley and Lily thought we were doing that they burst in here like that''

''Probably what we will be doing later on to night at your house'' Jackson said, cocking his eyebrow sugestivly.

''Lets get to it then'' And oliver kissed him again and they left the room and headed to Olivers houde. That night there was skin hitting skin and groaning but bloody knuckles was not involved.

The End.

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