A/N: Hey guys, this one is slightly shorter than the last one, but I think this one adds more comedic relief. :/ Anyway I don't have a beta, so I apologize for any mistakes I may've made. If you tell me I promise I'll fix it. I appreciate constructive criticism and since I don't know where this story is going I'm open for suggestions...

Warnings: Mentions of penises and creepy teenage fan girls...um yeah..

Disclaimer: I don't own supernatural, cause if I did it'd suck


Sam was up keeping watch on the sleeping forms of his brother and Aric, mainly to make sure Aric didn't try to run away in the middle of the night, not to mention, they still didn't know if the kid was some creepy-ass ax murderer or not. It didn't help that the kid's father figure was a freaking demon. Sam turned back to his computer, which he had averted his attention from to get a drink of water, when he heard a blood curdling shriek break past the lips of the youngest man in the room. Sam immediately ran over to the convulsing rock star, checking his temperature and heart rate; both normal. Another shriek.

"What the hell?" Dean snapped angrily as he woke up and quickly rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"I have no idea! He just, well he started scre-" Sam was cut off by another agonized yell. Aric flipped himself over and ripped his shirt off showing two black bones protruding from his back.

"W-what the hell!?" Dean yelled, sharing his brother's thoughts. It was then that the brothers noticed the feathers on the bones that were slowly, but steadily growing in size. Before either of the brothers could do anything Crowley popped into the room and ran over to the screaming young man.

"Dammit!" Crowley cursed holding the boy still from his thrashing.

"Ah! It huRTS!" Aric cried, getting louder at the end as blood started pouring from where the skin split to accommodate the wings.

"It'll be okay. Shh. It'll be all right" Crowley murmured gently to the sobbing youth, genuinely trying to comfort him.

"What the hell is going on!" Dean yelled aggravated at being out of the loop.

"He had dormant Krusnik blood in his system!" Crowley hissed in pain as Aric accidentally kneed him in the stomach.

"Well it ain't dormant anymore is it!?" Dean snarked. "What the hell is a Krusnik?"

"Look it up you fucking twat!" Crowley growled still trying to calm down the boy.

"Well what triggered it?" Sam asked.

"I've got no idea." Crowley muttered turning his attention back to the howling man beside him.

"Krusnik's are basically flying vampire vacuums?" Dean asked, wondering if the website was reliable or not.

"Yes, you ignorant twit! They feed off the blood of vampires...Shh it's okay" Crowley said, diverting his attention near the end to comfort the now almost fully winged young man.

"But why was the Krusnik blood in his system to begin with? You said he had human parents..." Sam trailed off before realizing what must've happened.

"What?" Dean asked, once again not at the same conclusion as the other two non-convulsing occupants of the room.

"The human testing." Sam said, allowing his brother to reach his own conclusion from that.

"You mean the evil scientist guy injected the kid with Krusnik blood?" Dean asked, a disgusted expression marring his features. With a final shriek Aric passed out and lost consciousness, long, silky, raven black wings adorning his back. Dean was just about to ask what they should do next, when the wings shattered like glass and disappeared.

"Well, I wasn't expecting that." Crowley said bluntly. All the brothers could do was dumbly nod their heads in agreement. "Take care of him" And then Crowley was gone.

"I swear to God, sometimes those guys are worse than angels." Dean bit out irritably while walking back over to his bed and plopping down. "I'm going back to bed." Dean said before rolling over, facing away from the "flying vampire vacuum". Sam rolled his eyes and went over to tuck the singer back into bed. The younger Winchester was slightly shocked at how light the man was, but decided to tuck that thought away for later.


It had been a week since that day, and Sam was about to commit homicide...or suicide, whatever came first. Dean and Aric were constantly fighting and finding ways to antagonize each other. Dean's impulsiveness drove the cold and calculating teenager crazy and Aric's lack of emotion and supernatural tendencies drove the oldest Winchester off the wall.

The current argument, however, was taking place in a stingy motel room and for once Aric wasn't technically involved. Sam and Dean were arguing over Aric, who was lounging on the bed as opposed to standing up like the brothers.

"Sam! Come on!" Dean pleaded. "You're better with kids than I am, so you take him"

"I'm not a kid" The violet-eyed man huffed from his spot on the bed.

"We don't technically know that. If you're a full Krusnik then you're just a baby." Aric tried to interrupt, but Sam continued. "And no Dean. It's your turn to watch him."

"I don't need a babysitter, you know" Aric stated haughtily.

"Shut up Aric!" Dean yelled. Aric looked rather indignant, which caused Sam to snicker. However, he was silenced by a glare from both Aric and Dean. "What am I even supposed to do with him? Play Candy Land?" Dean snapped, annoyed. Despite the argument Sam couldn't help but chuckle at Aric, who was scowling venomously at Dean.

"I don't play Candy Land" Aric muttered irritably and that was what finally did it for Sam, who burst out laughing. Even Dean sniggered, before remembering that he was supposed to be angry.

"See! You like him. You take him!" Dean argued.

"No." Sam said after regaining his composure.

"Why not?" Dean asked.

"Because I'm going out to figure out exactly what he is," Saw gestured towards Aric, "and if there's a way to stop it."

"I'm human!" Aric snapped. "I'm just special."

"You're definetly special alright." Dean sneered. Aric was about to retort when he was interrupted.

"Aric, there's a difference between having special abilities and sprouting 18 foot wings so that you can fly with the birds, which you happen to be able to speak to." Sam explained. "We're just trying to figure out what the asshole did to you."

"Fine, but it's not like I'm going to run off." Aric muttered bitterly.

"We know; you'll fly off" Dean growled

"I will not." Aric squawked indignantly.

"Of course you won't" Dean retorted.

"Will you two stop acting like five year olds? I'm going to the library, so try not to kill each other." Sam said as he all but ran out the door, leaving Dean and Aric in an awkward silence. After a few minutes Dean broke it.

"I'm hungry"

"You're always hungry" Aric accused.

"Well sue me." Dean retorted.

"I'd win." The rock star smirked.

"Shut up pretty boy!"

"I'm not pretty!" Aric responded angrily.

"Whatever. C'mon," Dean said grabbing the smaller male's bicep.

"I can walk on my own!" Aric snapped.

"Aric Cade, lead singer and guitarist of the popular new band Angels Bleed Black was reported missing last week after an unknown man tried to murder him on stage at a concert in Detroit, leaving fans everywhere terrified. A few days ago he called his manager saying that he was fine, but that he would not be back for a while. So where is the enigmatic heartthrob? That's what people everywhere are wonderi-" Dean switched the channel angrily

"You're presence is polluting my channels too!" Dean complained, glaring at the man sitting next to him in the Impala.

"Well you could let me go." Aric suggested, despite the fact that he knew the answer was going to be no.

"No. You could be an evil demonic overlord...that or you'll definetly be wanted by them." Dean said as they pulled into the parking lot of a random diner.

"Demonic overlord? You mean Satan? Why would Satan want me? I'm 5'7'' and skinny as fuck," Aric said flatly.

"Someone's insecure." Dean smirked.

"I am not."

"You are."

And so the argument continued.


"Dean, wake up!" Sam shouted trying to contain his laughter. "Aric you too!"

"What" The two of them snapped simultaneously before glaring at each other.

"You guys this is serious!" Sam exclaimed before bursting out laughing contradicting his point.

"It's obviously not that serious." Dean snorted.

"No, it actually is," Sam said as he showed the two grumpy men that mornings newspaper headline. It read, "ARIC CADE'S MYSTERY MAN." Sam watched in amusement as he saw Aric and Dean's face slowly slip into an expression of absolute horror. Underneath the headline there were three pictures, one of Aric and Dean leaving the hotel room, one of them sitting together at the diner and in the last one Dean was grabbing Aric's shoulder and all up in his face, presumably yelling at him, though from the angle it was hard to tell.

"B-but how?" Aric stuttered, blushing, which was out of character for the usually apathetic and or sarcastic teenager. Sam thought it would've been cute if Dean weren't standing there next to him looking like he'd just swallowed a lemon.

"The paparazzi must've managed to track you down...that or a fan got lucky," Sam paused contemplating whether or not to break this next bit of news. He eventually decided he may as well. "Speaking of fans, yours have been rather supportive...really supportive."

"How do you mean?" Aric asked somewhat hesitantly.

"See for yourself," Sam said, opening his laptop and showing a page of fan art. From Dean kissing Aric, to Dean fucking Aric. "There're fan fictions too..." Sam added looking more than a little perturbed.

"What the fuck! This article just cam out this morning! It's 10:00!" Dean exclaimed furiously. "Also, I am way bigger than that!" Dean snapped pointing to a picture of him having sex with Aric.

"Maybe not. Are you taking into account that at least half of your dick is up my ass in that picture?" Aric asked dryly, not really all that shocked anymore.

"How come you don't seem disturbed by this at all!?" Dean barked.

"Because he's probably used to it." Sam explained, looking at Aric for confirmation.

"Unfortunately. People pair me up with everyone. Females, males it doesn't seem to matter. I've been paired up with people from my band, people from other bands, Zac Efron, Ian Somerhalder...George Bush" Aric shuddered and Sam looked at him apologetically. He understood why the young man was paired with everyone though. He was not an ugly person, with pale porcelain colored skin, piercing violet eyes and thick black hair that fell in layers around his head and bangs that swept to the right, not quite concealing his eyes. He was probably paired with males a lot, well 1.) because teenage girls are creepy, and 2.) he had somewhat feminine features; a small nose and a small mouth, with full lips and long lashes. Sam also figured that Aric's enigmatic personality had a lot to do with it. No one knew where he came from, who his parents were, what school he went to, how he was discovered, etc.

"Ew." Dean winced, bringing Sam out of his thoughts. "Someone made you Bush's bitch?" Aric scowled and tried to punch Dean, but the older male easily dodged grinning victoriously down at the black haired man.

"Anyway, we need to leave before anymore paparazzi fly into town" Sam said deciding to intervene before an actual fight started.

A/N: I kind of feel like Aric is the little brother that Dean is allowed to harass, as with Sam he had to protect him. With Aric, he just has to make sure he doesn't die before they get the weapon. Anyway, tell me what you think. I'm open to pairing suggestions, femme slash, slash or straight pairings.