Disclaimer: I do not own Kyle, Nelson, Jason or their families. I do own Noah and Alex's family. I am not making any money or other gifts from this story. This is just for fun!

Warnings: Course Language

ALEX

"For fuck sakes!" he hissed.

"What?" Nelson raised a brow as Alex shifted through his dresser. He growled and threw open his door.

"Who the fuck stole my smokes this time?!" a bunch of doors slammed closed and the house went dead silent. "Fuck this." He closed his own door and glared at the floor.

"You want one of mine?"

"No, I've got some, I just had a few packs in my sock drawer for when I ran out." He sighed. "I didn't want to go out in the cold and get more. I'm lazy." He grinned, flashing white teeth at Nelson. He had to admit, although this guy was . . . weird, he was rather attractive. He was tall, lean, broad shouldered and thin. He didn't mind pain judging by the piercings and was creative, bold, outgoing and obviously stood up for his beliefs.

"So now what?" Nelson fidgeted. Alex seemed to ponder. "I've got about an hour and a half before my class starts." The shorter concluded, avoiding eye contact with the redhead.

"Then I suppose we should head back. I've got a class at that time too." He shrugged. "After I'll treat you to dinner?" Nelson's eyes widened dramatically. "No?"

"No! I mean yes, no to the no! Yes I want to go to dinner with you!" He said quickly. Alex chuckled and nodded.

"Alright. I know the exact place." He smirked and grabbed his bag, heading out the door with Nelson. "Mind if I pick up a pack of smokes on the way?"

"Not at all." The shorter grinned at him.

"Great. We'll have to stop back here, see if I can't find something for you to wear." Alex hummed in thought.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"For dinner." Alex raised a brow as if it were obvious.

"What's wrong with my clothes now?" Nelson looked down at his baggy jeans that hugged his hips and black t-shirt with a band on it.

"Uhm . . . because of where we're going . . ." The taller said amused.

"Where are we going?"

"Let's just say you're gonna need a nicer outfit." Alex winked. "You don't think I'd take you somewhere shitty on our first date do you?" Nelson's eyes widened.

"D-date?"

"Yeah . . . what did you think I meant when I asked you out to dinner?"

"I-I don't know really." He looked shocked but hopeful. Alex chuckled and motioned the other to follow him, first he would have to go to class.

True to his word, after class, Alex brought Nelson back to his fraternity home and up to his room, his house mates scowling at him. He went straight to his closet and pulled out a pair of black slacks, most defiantly tailored, and a white button up, tossing a black tie at the bed that had white stripes. He continued shifting through the clothes, muttering to himself.

"Ah-ha! I knew I kept it!" He slipped out and grinned at Nelson, handing him a pair of black slacks and his own white button up with a plain black tie.

"Doesn't really matter to me which tie you pick to be honest." Alex informed when he noticed the shorter's eyes darting to the black and white one. Nelson switched the ties happily and pulled his shirt over his head, undoing his jeans and yanking them down. Alex's eyes scanned the shorter's body and Nelson fidgeted, subconsciously trying to hide.

"Don't." Alex's deep voice rang out. He walked over and trailed his fingertips down the center of the shorter's chest, continuing straight down, feeling the muscles twitch and the bump when it dipped into the shorter's navel. He stopped at the top of the other's boxers, his eyes never leaving the younger's throughout the whole thing.

"I like your body Nelson. Don't hide it." He pulled back and yanked his own top off and undoing his jeans, Nelson still standing in shock, cheeks burning.

Slowly they dressed, Alex catching the shorter staring at him a few times but not saying anything so the younger wouldn't get shy.

"Alright. It's supposed to rain later so we should take the car."

"You have a car?" Nelson asked surprised.

"Yeah . . ."

"Omigod and you made me walk all the way to class?!"He said exasperated. Alex let out a bark of a laugh and tossed an arm over Nelson's shoulders, leading him out. Sure enough, storm clouds loomed over head as they walked up to one hell of a nice car!

"You own a sports car?!"

"I own many cars." Alex shrugged. "Some given to me by my father when he was bored of them, other's gifts to my brother that he didn't want." He said as if it were normal to own a bunch of cars.

"How many do you own?!"

"Personally? That are actually registered to me?" the shorter nodded. "Five. Two sports cars, a jeep, a four door sedan and a motorcycle." He opened the passenger side and smiled at Nelson who blushed at the gesture.

"I can do it you know."

"And here I thought you were a queen! Don't queens have doors held open for them and chairs pushed in?" He looked amused. "Just because I dress all tough doesn't mean I'm not a gentleman as well y'know. That's a terrible stereotype. Tough guys are gentlemen too."

"Sorry." Nelson fidgeted in his seat, feeling uncomfortable. He was in a fancy car wearing fancy clothes and going to a fancy restaurant. This was totally surreal!

"Ready?" Alex slipped in next to him and started the car, heading to the restaurant.

Nelson's mouth hit the floor when they walked up to the man with a reservation list.

"Name?" He asked. Alex raised a brow.

"Don't have a reservation." He said easily. Nelson stiffened. Suddenly he felt nervous and embarrassed.

"Then I'm going to have to ask you to leave-"

"Mmm not likely." The redhead shrugged.

"Oh really? And why's that?"

"Because I'm Alex Anderson." He said. Nelson raised a brow. Was that supposed to mean something?

"Right, I'm so sure." The man rolled his eyes. Alex pulled out a passport, and his driver's licence along with a birth certificate. The man's eyes widened.

"Mr. Anderson! I'm terribly sorry for the confusion! Please sir, right this way!"

"Oh now I'm a sir." He whispered to Nelson, grinning. He took his ID back and was escorted to a secluded table in the back.

"Someone will be right with you." He left and the shorter looked at him intently.

"Alright, spill, what's so special about your name?"

"My father owns a large business that happens to be in charge of things from libraries to hotels and restaurants. This is one of our restaurants. Basically, I'm the heir to this place." He gestured around them.

"W-wow." Alex grinned. First few minutes and he already impressed his date. Perfect. Nelson looked at the menu and his eyes nearly fell out of his head.

"Alex, I can't let you pay for this! The cheapest dish is like fifteen bucks!"

"One, I can afford it, two, my family owns this place so I get a discount anyways." He shrugged. "Ignore the price, look at the food."

"Ignore the price?! How can I ignore it?! It's written in large letters next to the awesome looking food!" Alex chuckled.

"True. Well I know what I want so if you need suggestions, lemme know."

"Suggestions would be nice." Nelson admitted, staring at the fancy names.

"Most of it is just fancy words. Basically that one's spaghetti." Too messy Nelson's mind seemed to think. "I suggest page two, third item down." He said looking at his own menu. Nelson looked at the dish and his breath caught.

Alex could tell it was exactly what he would have picked, but the price was a slap in the face.

"Now, I can't get you wine, you're under age, sorry, but feel free to choose any other drink that's non-alcoholic." He smiled and the shorter nodded. After a few minutes a waiter came and took their orders and menus.

"So, what do you do for a hobby?" Alex asked softly, the candles flickering on the ledge next to them. They were obviously fake due to fire hazards but it did still set a sort of romantic situation.

"Uhm, I don't really have any." He frowned out. "Listening to music I guess. You?"

"Tennis, Badminton, Volleyball, different types of dancing, martial arts, swimming, singing, playing musical instruments, working on my cars-"

"Ok! I get it, the list is huge" Nelson smirked at him, amazement on his face. Alex smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, I have a lot." He shrugged, their food being brought. They ate mostly in silence, Nelson nervous as hell. He nearly knocked over a glass but Alex managed to catch it before anything splattered the table. At one point he put too much on his fork and couldn't fit it in his mouth and another time he accidently kicked the older in the shin, making him choke on his drink.

"I'm so sorry!" Nelson buried his head in his hands and Alex laughed good-naturedly.

"Please, compared to my brother's you have amazing table manners. You haven't seen anything until the twins start a food fight in the middle of my father's business meeting." He chuckled. "Boy was he pissed." His smiled faded. He cleared his throat. "Look, don't worry, you're nervous, it's understandable. What would you like for dessert?"

"Dessert?! I don't think I can eat anything else! I feel like I gained twenty pounds!" He flopped back. The older laughed again and shook his head.

"Put it in a doggie bag, save it for later."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. We can share it later if you want or you can run off with it, whichever you prefer." Alex could tell the other was surprised. He probably thought he was gonna say he didn't want another date with him. But on the contrary. Alex liked Nelson a lot.

"I'd like to share." He said softly.

"Sounds fantastic. What do you want?" Nelson looked over the menu and picked something, Alex asking for it in a doggie bag and the cheque. When the waitress came Nelson fidgeted.

"You wanna split it?"

"Nope, I've got it." He smiled and looked down. It was best the other didn't see it anyways, he would probably feel guilty. He hid the book and slid the needed money in followed by a tip. He smiled, accepted the bag and stood up, Nelson following.

Suddenly Alex remembered something on the way to the car. Nelson didn't have a home anymore. Not since his ex.

"Do you wanna spend the night?" Alex asked. Nelson nearly fell over from shock.

"Hell yeah!" he beamed and Alex laughed nodding. It was set. They would spend the night in his bed.

A/N:

Thank you, CreativeWritingSoul for your review! I know you've waited ages for me to post this story. I'm glad you like it so far!