Well, here's a little early present from me to you, long car rides leave me with plenty of time to write, so I though why not. Can't promise the next chapter will come out as fast as this. It really depends on my inspiration/ work load. But anyway this chapter we get a little bit steamy so I hope you enjoy that. Ah you may have noticed I tend to leave things at a cliffhanger so be warn!

Enjoy!

It had been two months since Castiel had begun his new life at Memento High, and thanks to Dean, his transition was made a whole lot easier. Dean had tried to introduce him to new people, which he disliked but in the end agreed. At that time, he didn't know that Dean was referring to his younger brother Sam, who was still in Intermediate school. Castiel liked Sam, the kid was very kind and vey polite, a huge difference to his older brother. When Castiel asked Dean about him meeting new people, Dean just said that Sam was the only other person he needed to know. Castiel didn't mind at all. Halloween was coming up fast and Castiel wondered if Dean and Sam had plans, and if not he decided he would invite them to his place for a horror movie marathon.

Castiel walked out of his Tesla, today's outfit consisted of faded out gray pants, Louis Vuitton Shoes, and a plain white Calvin Klein shirt. Dean had told him to tone it down a bit on the dressing, and he tried the best he could. His parents refused to buy him clothes that weren't brand name. Although, he did switch up the messenger bag to an Armani backpack since Dean stated the bag was uncool.

Castiel walked into first period and noticed Dean had been running late, perhaps he was sick, he decided to give him a call after school was over.

Castiel had arrived to his last class and noticed what a huge drag school was without Dean there to keep him company. As the Latin lecture dragged on, Castiel wondered what would have been of him had Dean never approached him on the first day. As the bell rang Castiel stood up and began to pack his stuff into his backpack and walked out into the hall towards his car. As he was about to enter the parking area, he noticed that he was being followed by a group of guys from school. Deciding to ignore them and walk faster, he noticed that the boys began to run until one grabbed hold of his right arm holding him tightly, "You're not going anywhere, especially now that Dean isn't here to stop us." Castiel was confused, what was going one here, "What do you want?" Castiel asked in a very stoic voice, which only pissed of his assailants even more. "Hmmmm let's see, how about you give us all the money in your wallet along with your backpack." Castiel was more than confused at this point, his social skills had really failed him now, "There is no reason for me to hand these over to you." The assailants gave Castiel a smirk and before he knew it, someone had directed a punch towards his face when it was stopped midair by a strong hand. "What the?!" Castiel looked back to see Baltzahar, his personal bodyguard that was supposed to have stopped watching over him, guess his parents went against his wishes. "Now boys, if you all don't walk away from Mr. Goldsmith I'm afraid I'll have to teach you all a lesson." Baltzahar smiled grimly looking the boys in the eyes which caused them to flinch and walk away in a hurry. "What are you doing here?" Baltzahar looked at Castiel and smiled, "My job sir, I was instructed to keep a close eye on you anytime you left your apartment and only intervene in a dire case, as wished by your parents." Castiel frowned, but he knew that his parents were right, at least they were in this sense, "Very well, continue as you were doing up till now." Baltzahar grinned and walked towards his own car, a black Toyota Suburban, "Very well sir, if you need anything at all feel free to call me." Castiel shook his head, he hoped he wouldn't need his help again.

After the unpleasant incident, Castiel remembered about Dean and gave him a call. The phone rang and rang and rang, and finally on the sixth ring, he heard an answer, "Helloo.." It was Dean's voice and it sounded pained, "Hey Dean, are you not feeling well? Do you need some medicine?" He heard Dean coughing on the other side of the phone, struggling to speak, "Damn Cas, you picked a good time to call…. Sam's gone on a long field trip and I'm stuck here alone without shit!" Castiel felt bad for Dean, knowing that his mother was deceased and his dad travelled a lot due to work, "Give me your address and I'll go look after you." Dean took a deep sigh, "No man, I don't want you to see my living conditions." Castiel didn't care for that, all he wanted was for Dean to feel better, "If you so desire, I can pick you up and take you to my apartment and look after you there?" Castiel waited what felt like an eternity for an answer until he finally heard Dean give his approval. Dean sent a meeting point for Castiel, and he was off.

Castiel had arrived at Betty's Diner as Dean had instructed him too, and right outside in the parking lot as he said he would be, Dean was waiting outside. As Castiel came out of the car to greet Dean, he noticed the bad state he was in and rushed him in his car, putting the small duffle bag in the back. Castiel sped towards his apartment and called up his private physician to come over and take a look at Dean. All Castiel had to do now was get to his apartment as quickly as possible.

Castiel drove up One-Ten Apartments and parked his car in the parking structure, once he had turned of his car, he proceeded to get Dean's bag and open the door to take Dean out. "Dean, we're here we just need to get to the elevator, can you handle that?". Dean looked up at Castiel only to see his face was blurred, "If you help me, I might make it." Dean gave a small smirk, but Castiel knew better and quickly hoisted Dean on his shoulder and headed towards the elevator, "Hey Cas, you smell really nice." Castiel looked towards Dean face, only to see him with his head down, "Thank you, It's Chanel Blue." Dean let out a chuckle, "You damn label queen." Castiel smiled, as he pushed the button for the elevator, "Cas, you have really soft lips man." Castiel began to blush, no expecting this to come out of Dean's mouth, he wondered if this sort of conversation was the social norm, "Thank you, you're lips are soft as well." The elevator door dinged announcing it's arrival and both man stepped inside. Castiel lived at the very top floor of the 23 story apartment complex. As they were waiting Dean leaned his body in closer to Castiel which made him worry, "Dean are you alright?" Dean stayed quiet. The elevator door dinged announcing their arrival to the floor. As quickly as he could, Castiel lead Dean towards the only door in the entire floor and opened it to reveal a huge studio which occupied the space of the entire apartment floor. Once entering, the living room was visible, having a plasma screen television the covered the entire dimension of the back wall. The sofa seemed to be placed like a pit in the middle of the living room with a crystal like coffee table. The kitchen was to the left of the living room. It appeared to be one of those fancy kitchens you see in movies with every possible kitchen appliance one could think off. Castiel waked past to a door which lead to his bedroom. The bedroom was huge, with a king size bed in the center, a desk in front of the window and of course an entertainment station with every possible game station and television. "Dean, I'm going to lay you down in bed since it's the only one in the apartment okay." Dean shrugged, he felt hotter than usual which made Castiel worry. "Okay, just lay down, I'll get you some water." As Castiel lowered Dean onto the edge of his bed he felt a hand lower him down until his face was mere centimeters from Dean. "Dean, I have to go get you some water-" Before he could finish talking he felt a tug on his head drawing him in to a kiss. Dean wouldn't let go of Castiels head and initiated the two into a full blown make out session until they had to part for air. Both breathing heavily, Dean more so being sick, looked at each other until Dean began to strip Castiel of his shirt. With the shirt off, Dean began to slowly place kisses starting from Castiel's lips, to his neck, reaching down to his naval when he was stopped in his tracks by Castiel's pants. Making fast work of them, Dean left Castiel's pants on the floor clearly exposing the young mans' excitement that was all but apparent, "He you're pretty packed down there to huh Cas." Dean had said with a smirk, while grabbing hold of Castiel's member through his boxers. "Dean, I feel strange…" Dean continued to rub the member until he noticed it had become fully erected and decided to free it from it's restraints. "Gaah Dean, stop…It's too weird…" Castiel was barely able to speak through the sensation when he felt Dean enclose him with his mouth which sent him over the edge. Dean had swallowed the entire load that Castiel let out, then laughed, "Wow Cas you were really pent up weren't you?" Before Castiel had a chance to defend himself, the chime to his apartment rang loud and clear. "The doctor is here, I'll return momentarily." With that, Castiel left a delusional fever stricken Dean licking his lips, wanting more of what he had just tasted.

Hope you enjoyed that, it's only going to get steamier from here on out. Please review, let me know how I'm doing! Thank you!