AN- As per usual anything you recognize does not belong to me and I claim no rights to any of it. I'm not sure about this story anymore and I'm also not sure I like this chapter either but I am always my own worst critic. Let me know what you think, should I continue this story or should it go to the land of half baked ideas never to be heard from again? You decide.

Also, I have a habit of putting movie quotes into my stories.. Can you find them?

As always happy reading.

As Damien shifted speeding down the road into the main part of the city he turned the radio up a little singing along softly to the rock music playing. With a grin he pushed a button putting the top down and slipped a pair of sunglasses on. "So why exactly did they send you to come fetch me?" He asked.

Draco chuckled. "I am quoting on this too. "I'm the only one with the balls to take this mission." he said with a laugh.

"Because no one has the stomach to fight the captain." Damien quipped with a laugh slowing as the pulled into the auto parts store parking lot.

"You can come in if you want but I'm only picking up a few things they already have waiting at the counter. "But you can help me work on it if you want." Damien offered with a soft smile pulling the hand brake and turning it off.

Draco nodded and grinned fully. "Yeah, I'd like that." he said excited.

With a nod Damien came around to Draco's side opening his door for him. "Come along then." He coaxed.

Draco smiled and stepped out. "Well thank you good sir." he teased.

Damien lead the way into the store a little bell dinging as they walked in. Behind the counter in his polo was the same guy that had been in Damian's bed that morning.

"Hey Damien," He greeted bringing out a cardboard box. "Here's your order." He winked and Damien rolled his eyes handing over his credit card to pay for them.

Draco frowned slightly jealous then headed down the isles with a curious look on his face.

"So will I see you tonight?" The man asked with a flirtatious smile. Damien cleared his throat stepping back. "Sorry I'm showing my friend Draco around tonight. Draco lets go." He called.

Draco nodded and headed back over. "So now we are getting clothes right?" he asked.

"Yes," Damien laughed opening Draco's door for him then going around to his own getting in. "I'll take you to the mall and give you my credit card."

Draco stared over confused. "A credit card and what is a mall?" he asked.

"A credit card is a piece of plastic I use to buy things and pay for later," Damien chuckled. "A mall is a big building with a lot of stores inside of it."

Draco frowned. "Why is a piece of muggle plastic worth anything?" he asked. "And what is the point of a mall?"

"Its like getting a loan from the bank." Damien rolled his eyes. "And so you can shop for everything in one location." he shook his head in amusement turning the radio back up singing again.

Draco frowned and rolled his eyes at muggles while leaning back and listening to Damien sing. "Will you teach me to drive?" he asked.

"Well I could have sworn you were only going to be here until Friday." Damien laughed. "Doesn't give me much time to teach you

Draco smirked. "Well then you'll have to put all your attention into doing so." he teased.

"Want to grab some lunch?" Damien asked glancing over. " I know a great little diner a few blocks up. We can head to the mall from there".

Draco nodded and smiled happily. "Sure, I'd love to." he said softly.

Damien made a sharp right at the last minute to turn onto the street for the diner swinging into the parking lot leading Draco into the building he went to sit in a booth in the back , "So tell me what you've been doing?" he asked as the waitress brought out their menus. Damien declined his requesting his usual .

Draco sighed. "Working mostly. I've caught all the rogue death eaters and run Intel on some of the most dangerous men around but nothing big really." he said softly.

"I knew you would do well." Damien smiled. "That's why I was so hard on you. To make you stronger. Know what you want?"

The waitress took down the order and moved off to the kitchen with it. Damien leaned back looking out the window sipping his coffee. "How long did it take for people to give up looking for me?"

Draco looked down. "Some haven't, others just put their affection on Kingsley instead." he said softly.

"Things haven't changed at all then I'm guessing?" Damien raised an eyebrow sitting back as the waitress returned with a giant bowl of beef vegetable soup and grilled cheeses sandwiches.

She also placed Draco's sandwich and french fries in front of him. "And things are still falling apart?" Damien asked

Draco nodded and sighed. "I wish I could say other wise." he whispered.

"Speaking of Kingsley, shouldn't you be checking in with him?" Damien asked dipping his sandwich in his soup taking a bite of it with a happy sigh.

Draco sighed as he ate a french fry. "If I do I'll just lie and say I haven't found you yet. I prefer this way." he said happily.

"Why would you tell him you haven't found me yet?" Damien asked confused. "Isn't that what you were sent here for? The sooner it happens the sooner you get to leave?"

Draco smirked. "I'm curious about this new you. Call it me being a bit selfish." he teased.

"Go out with me tonight?" Damien asked suddenly locking eyes with Draco. "Dinner and the club."

Draco stared at Damien for a minute, considering it before he nodded and smiled. "Alright, just don't let me go home with a stranger?" he asked

"I have no intention of allowing you to go home with anyone other than myself." Damien grinned. "It wouldn't be a very good date if you ran off with someone else." He teased "Now what type of clothes did you want?"

Draco smiled. "Something to blend in but still look sexy in. You really taking me on a date Potter? Me the bane of your existence?" he teased

"No," Damien shook his head. "Potter couldn't stand you, Damien Black on the other hand." He smirked at the implication.

Draco smirked and leaned over then kissed Damian's cheek. "Good because I gotta admit I got a little jealous last night." he teased.

"Jealous of what?" Damien asked ducking his head bashfully eating his soup.

Draco smiled softly as he took another bite of his sandwich, getting avocado on his lip. "That sexy boy from the car shop in your bed."

Damien laughed reaching over to wipe Draco's face. "Jason? He wishes he could have a chance with me."

Draco blushed and licked his lips slightly. "From what it looked like last night he got it." he teased.

"Actually by the time I got out of the shower he was passed out snoring." Damien laughed waving the waitress over to them. "A piece of pecan pie please?" He asked sweetly. "He's kicking himself for it too." he turned back to Draco.

Draco laughed. "So you didn't even get to sleep with him?" he teased.

"I wasn't all that disappointed to be honest with you." Damien winked. "Took care of the problem myself and went to sleep." He thanked the waitress when she returned with his pie before setting Draco with a stare. "The sleep didn't last long though. Someone started banging on my door."

Draco laughed and smiled playfully at Damien. "Well if you ever got me in bed you would be disappointed if you missed out." he teased then finished his sandwich.

"Something in that sounds like a challenge." Damien laughed checking his watch. "Come on. I'm going to be late." He announced getting up and going to the register to pay. The waitress gave him a to go bag patting his hand with a smile.

Draco nodded and stood up, easily following while watching curiously. "You know her?" he asked.

"Not personally but she knows me well enough as a customer." Damien shrugged heading out onto the street he left the car parked where it was and began walking up the sidewalk with the to go bag.

Draco frowned and followed along easily. "So where are we going?" he asked.

Damien chuckled pointing ahead. "Just another block up this way." He promised leading the way, up ahead on the left was a High school and the students were all outside gathered around tables eating lunch and socializing. One teen however was sitting off to the side reading a book not a bite of food in sight, and he was alone.

Damien walked up to the fence and whistled causing the teen to look up a smile brightening his face. He jogged down to the fence hugging Damien over it taking the bag of food with the most grateful expression humanly possible. "Thank you Damien." He murmured taking back off up to his table to eat.

Damien turned putting his hands in his pockets. "We can go to the mall now."

Draco watched the interaction then stared at Damien curiously. "What was that and Why did you bring him food?" he asked softly, moving his hair back.

"His name is Christian." Damien replied softly heading back toward the car slowly. "His mom just left his abusive Father and they don't have much. So he helps me out at the shop and I make sure he has food."

Draco smiled softly then leaned over and hugged Damien. "You know I own a muggle shop or two around this area and I might need a new manager or something of the sort." he offered.

"She's working as a waitress right now, at a cafe across town." Damien smiled. "What was the hug for?"

Draco shrugged. "Maybe I just wanted to hug you. I know the shop is called bow tie I think it is. It's a bit pricey you know for the higher class but from my expense reports it pays rather well. I did let go our manager though." he said softly

"I will let her know to look into it." Damien nodded still looking at Draco like he'd lost his marbles for hugging him. He opened the blonds door open when they arrived back at the car.

Draco slid into the seat then smiled. "Thank you." he said softly.

"What kind of clothes are you looking for?" Damien asked climbing in on his side he started the car and put it in gear backing out onto the road heading for the mall.

Draco smiled. "I told you, blend in but still sexy." he explained.

Damien laughed with a nod, "Alright I think I know just where to take you then." he winked. "Don't forget something nice for our date." he teased.

Draco chuckled. "I have an idea of what I want to wear." he shrugged with a wink.

"We are probably going to take the bike tonight." Damien warned finding a place in the parking garage.

He opened Draco's door for him and held out his arm. "You still like the hibachi grill?" He asked curiously trying to plan dinner.

Draco stared curiously. "How'd you know I like the Hibachi Grill?" he asked and stepped out of the car, taking Damian's arm.

"We both dated Blaise Zabini." Damien chuckled leading Draco into the mall through one of the large department store entrances. "You know he doesn't believe in 'Don't kiss and tell.' right?"

Draco laughed and shook his head. "God Blaise is such an ass." he said softly. "You know he told me after I sucked him the first time that Knott was better?"

"Surprised you found anything down there to suck." Damien scoffed stopping outside of a shop named. 'Silk's leather and denim.'

The shop as the name suggested was full of leather and denim pants and jackets and every manner of silk shirt imaginable.

Draco smirked and headed inside. "well Damien, seems like you might be wanting me in leather tonight." he teased.

"I'd prefer you in nothing tonight." Damien smirked. "But leather is fine for dinner and the club."

Draco smirked and walked through then walked over and pulled down a set of black leather pants. "Get me a light green shirt?" he asked.

Damien went and collected a light green shirt but he also grabbed a deep sapphire blue one that he liked better carrying them both over to the blond. "I like the blue one." he grinned handing them over.

Draco stared at the two then smiled and pulled the sapphire over. "Can I try them on?" he asked.

Damien nodded to the store owner and pointed towards the dressing room, The shop owner nodded his head back to show his approval and Damien ushered Draco into the room. As soon as the the door was shut he began throwing skin tight jeans as well as looser worn looking jeans and several shirts and leather items.

Draco laughed and quickly changed into the leather pants and sapphire shirt first then stepped out. "what do you think Damien?" he called

Damien stepped back around into sight and grinned walking up to Draco he reached out unbuttoning the first few buttons of the shirt revealing Draco's porcelain tone chest, a stark contrast to the Sapphire.

"Tantalizing" He smirked.

Draco smirked and playfully moved his hair behind his ear. "Shall we get me some sexy pants like these and more jewel tones?" he asked.

"Emeralds, Sapphires, and silver I think." Damien nodded. "Maybe an Amethyst or two. Then we have to go get you shoes and accessories,"

Draco laughed and nodded his head. "Alright then how do I pay for these?" he asked.

"You don't I do." Damien grinned taking the clothes to the counter he pulled his credit card from his wallet. The cashier rang up the purchase folding everything and putting it into bags he ran the card handing it back to Damien.

Draco stared surprised then looked at Damien. "But Damien isn't this expensive?" he asked.

"Draco did you happen to see my apartment and my car collection?" Damien teased. "Do you really think it matters what it costs? Do you like everything you picked out?"

Draco nodded and blushed. "Yeah, I love it." he said softly.

"That's all that matters." Damien chuckled taking the bags. "Come on lets go to the shoe store across the way." He gestured.

Draco nodded and followed him. "Think we could get boots like mine? i like my boots." he said with a cute pout.

"Get whatever you want." Damien nodded feeling pleased with himself at how easily he had distracted Draco from taking him in, and he planned to keep it that way. They entered the shoe store and Damien handed the clerk his credit card. "I'll be back in about fifteen minutes."

Draco smirked and headed towards the boots, looking through different types and wondering what would look better.

Damien made his way down to another of his favorite shops picking out a black and white pin striped fedora as well as a white gold chain with a dragon pendent. He also picked out a studded black leather belt paying for everything he made his way back down to Draco.

Draco smirked at boots that came up his calf but weren't made of leather. They seemed to be knitted together really well by something with no holes but nice leather soles and were extremely comfortable. "Hey Damien? what do you think of these?"

"Those will look good with your outfit for tonight." Damien chuckled. "What time should I make our reservations for?"

Draco pursed his lips. "Well what time is best so we don't get there too late?" he asked.

"I'd say around eight is good, get to the club around ten that way." He grinned. "Are those the ones you're getting?"

Draco bit his lip. "I'm stuck between these and these." he said and pointed to a pair that looked like black dyed moccasins.

With a roll of his eyes Damien picked up both pair and headed to the counter purchasing them both. "There decision made." He teased. "Anything else you wanted to look at?"

Draco bit his lip. "Not that I can think of." he said softly.

"Back to the apartment for a nap then?" Damien asked with a bit of a pout at the blond. "I was rudely awoken this morning and didn't get much sleep."

With a nod Draco followed Damien back to the car, he was curious about the extra bag but didn't ask questions and got in the car quietly.

"So are you staying with me then?" Damien asked curiously realizing Draco hadn't said anything about his hotel. He didn't mind he just didn't want Draco to feel forced one way or the other.

Draco shook his head. "I could, I was planning on going to my motel room and doing it there." he said softly.

"You are more than welcome to stay with me." Damien shrugged. "There's always a party at my place." He smiled weakly. "Which is actually getting a little old." He sighed. "But anyway, I can drop you at your hotel if that's what you want. Up to you."

Draco pursed his lips. "How big is your bathtub?" he asked.

"I've had four people in it at one time and none of them were touching one another." Damien folded his arms with a proud smirk.

Draco grinned fully. "may I commandeer your bath?" he asked sweetly.

Damien chuckled driving them back to his apartment he clicked the button to open the garage driving down into the basement. He carried all of Draco's bags up to the apartment and lead him to the bathroom opening the door. The tub was indeed big enough for five people but the wall next to it was spelled to look like a window overlooking the ocean.

Draco stared surprised. "How do you get away with that?" he asked curiously.

"When a muggle looks at it all they see is a painting." Damien smirked. "Only you, Sirius and I can see it. There are bubble baths and bath beads in the cabinet and there is an extra bedroom on the other side of the bathroom there." He pointed. "If you don't want to share mine." He winked.

Draco laughed. "As comfortable as you are to snuggle into Damien, I wouldn't want you to get the wrong idea." he teased.

"Suit yourself." Damien shrugged. "The only way in or out of that room is through my room and the bathroom." He warned before leaving Draco to his privacy so he could bath and headed to his room, he stripped down to his boxers turning the A.C in his room all the way up and snuggling beneath the blanket. As a last thought Damien reached out turning on his stereo rock music lulling him to sleep.

Draco smiled and filled the tub, adding in different bubble bath to smell a bit like cinnamon then stripped and slid down into the tub, moaning in pleasure at the feel and wondering how to talk Damien into going back then saying no and leaving again. Seeing all this almost made him want to leave his world as well.

While Damien slept an irritated owl flew through his balcony door pushing open the cracked bathroom door and landed on the side of the tub with a loud hoot. It held out it's leg with a letter from Kingsley.

"Report by Floo immediately"

Draco groaned then sighed and got out of the tub, wrapping a towel around himself and headed for Damian's bedroom. "Got a fireplace?" he asked, as he pulled his shrunken trunk from his pocket and pulled out owl treats for the owl.

"Use mine." Damien pointed into the on suite sitting room. "Can't see the bedroom from the floo." he murmured into his pillow still half asleep the speakers still pumping out drums and bass.

Draco sighed and headed over, throwing the floo powder in then stuck his head in for kingsley. "What!" he shouted

"I beg your pardon Mr. Malfoy?" Kingsley asked raising an eyebrow as he came to the fire. "I would expect more respect out of you."

Draco growled. "You put me on a mission I don't want, sent me half way across the world with very little information and less clothes and expect me to find a man who doesn't want to be found on less then four hours of sleep." he snapped.

"Mr. Malfoy you were supposed to check in upon your arrival and when you did not contact needed to be made." Kingsley snapped. "Are you even close to finding him?"

Draco shook his head. "No. I'm going out to do some intel now may I get back to my shower?" he asked angrily.

"I expect a report in twenty four hours." Kingsley snapped canceling out the floo connection. Damien pulled his pillow close burrowing down in his blankets turning his music up. He'd heard Draco's rant and for some reason it hurt to know the blond had been forced to come.

Draco sighed and headed back into the bedroom. "Sorry bout that. It's easier to get him to leave me alone and let me do what I need during a mission." he said softly.

"It's fine." Damien murmured into his pillow doing his best to go back to sleep where things were less confusing, and he knew exactly how he felt about Draco Malfoy. It had become a blurry line in real life.

Draco bit his lip then looked at Damien and smiled. "Can I sleep with you?" he asked softly.

"Thought you didn't want to give me the wrong impression." Damien commented looking up at Draco waiting for his response.

Draco sighed. "Well since my bath was ruined I might as well indulge myself by being close to you, your skin's soft." he said simply.

"Wasn't aware sleeping in my bed was such a treat." Damien muttered moving over to make room. "Perhaps I shall have to start being more selective as to who is rewarded with such an honor."

Draco chuckled and summoned his boxers then slid in next to Damien and curled up. "Well I have to admit the idea of you sleeping with anyone else makes me jealous." he warned.

"Then you better keep that space filled." Damien teased rolling over to pull Draco back against his chest spooning with him. "I hate to sleep alone." He whispered.

Sex wasn't all he was interested in he liked having someone to cuddle with while he slept more than anything. It helped keep the nightmares away.

Draco blushed slightly then leaned his head against Damian's chest. "I'll keep it filled for as long as you want me here." he offered. "Maybe I can tell Kingsley Harry Potter is dead."

Damien shook his head. "Well that is more or less true, But Draco why are you wanting to give up your life for me?" He asked confused. "You barely know anything about who I am or the life I live here. The Muggle life I live here." He emphasized.

Draco sighed. "It's not just for you. I'm sick of being forced onto missions with out even being asked, just given the file and sent off." he whispered. "It was fun at first but now I just want a quiet simple life."

"Then I am not the right person for you and this isn't the right place for you." Damien sighed. "You saw what this place looked like this morning." He bit his lip "Quiet and simple aren't quite my style."

Draco chuckled. "This to me is quiet and simple." he teased.

Damien shook his head, he was tired and he was confused. Draco Malfoy as he remembered him was a cold hearted bastard and definitely didn't cuddle. He also despised everything muggle. This Draco was a completely different person and he wasn't sure what to think about him.

Finally Damien sighed trying to slow his whirlwind of thoughts. He'd been through hell and had come here to live his life the way he wanted and right now he wanted to cuddle with Draco Malfoy and past feelings be damned that was exactly what he was going to do.

He could figure out rather he'd made the right choice or not at a later time...

After he'd finished his nap.