Warning: Violence, sexual references and swearing, like A LOT of swearing.

Chapter 2:

"They're totally impossible. I don't see what the huge issue is!" Luna spat, pacing the kitchen while Chris' fingers shrivelled up like prunes from washing the dishes. "I mean, it's obvious they have feelings for each other! Why can't they just stop being so ignorant to each other.

Chris sighed in relief as he pulled the plug out of the sink, watching the brown water spiral down the hole. "Hunter just needs to stop being such a manwhore and quit bringing girls home right in front of Sebastian. He's just trying to make him jealous and cover up his true feelings."

Luna halted, raising an eyebrow at Chris. "In case you haven't noticed, Sebastian is doing the exact same thing except with guys! So there is no one to blame. They're just as bad as each other."

Chris personally thought Hunter was to blame. At least Sebastian was acknowledging the fact he's gay and not trying to cover it up like Hunter was. Whatever happened with that girl today had something to do with Sebastian. He could feel it in his gut. Hunter definitely wasn't going to tell him what happened, so his only hope was his older brother. Chris still had doubts that even Seb would tell him what happened, but it was worth a shot.

"Should we do something about it?" Chris asked, taking a peek up the stairs to look for any signs of movement.

"Like what? We can't force them to love each other. That will just make it worse. It would be easier if they weren't so stubborn. They just need to realize it for themselves."

Suddenly, Chris got a brilliant idea. An idea that would help the two older teens fall for each other.

"That doesn't mean we can't give them a little bit of a push."

"So, Hunter. Did you do it before or after you came this time?"

"Fuck you, Smythe."

"If you did, this problem would be solved," Sebastian came back smartly.

"You know what, Sebastian? I didn't ask for you to come live in this house. In fact, if our brothers didn't have a gay boner for each other, you'd be kicked out before you can fix your Disney Prince wannabe haircut. Guaranteed." Hunter was getting serious, which was a sign for Sebastian to dull down the smartass comebacks.

"Woah. Calm down dude. Sorry for trying to make this situation a bit lighter."

"Don't even bother."

Sebastian knew the look on Hunter's face wasn't one of his usual ones. It was actually a sad expression. Hunter was genuinely hurt, which just made Sebastian hurt too.

"Of course I'm going to bother. You may not realize it, or even agree to it, but you're my best friend, Hunter. If you have a problem, I'm going to help. And I'm not going to just leave like last time and forget it ever happened. This time, we're working it out."

Hunter continued eating his dinner at his desk, avoiding making eye contact with Sebastian with the tears trying to make their escape out of his sockets. He couldn't face up to him after the incident. It was bad enough the first time. A second time just made it a whole lot worse.

"You're not my best friend. I don't need a best friend. No one deserves that privilege," Hunter muttered, trying to keep up his tough guy image which was proving extremely difficult.

"I may not be yours, but you're mine. And you can't tell me you're not, because it's my decision. Now tell me, was it before or after?"

Hunter didn't want to answer. He just wanted to kick Sebastian out of his room and eat his dinner in peace. But with the way Sebastian had made himself comfortable on his perfectly made bed (a habit which he learnt from having to make his bed every morning in the dark at the Military Academy), he didn't look like he was leaving.

Hunter decided to bite the bullet and answer the question. "During."

"Wow. So now all you have to do is do it after and you'll have the whole set!"

Hunter shot Sebastian an evil look. Sebastian was already skating on thin ice and one more smart remark would most likely send Hunter into a murderous rampage. He could be the next Carrie, only without the crazy religious mother and telekinetic powers. Or maybe he did have the powers? Sebastian didn't know his THAT well.

"Sorry, again."

"Three strikes and you're out, Smythe."

"I still have other batters," Sebastian replied playfully. It wasn't a smart comeback, so hopefully Hunter wouldn't stab him in the eye with his fork from it.

"Not when I'm done with them," Hunter shot back, just as playfully, adding his signature smirk.

Sebastian smiled too. It was working. His plan to cheer Hunter up was already past stage one. Only a few more stages and Hunter will be back to his old self, before the first incident.

Now that Hunter was on a good note, Sebastian had to rip the band aid off quick and fast. He had to tell Hunter how he felt.

"I don't care that you did it again, Hunter. It's only an accident. I've done it before too, with you."

The room fell silent. Not even the sound of Hunter chewing could be heard. Sebastian had done it. He had told Hunter that he wasn't alone.

"You're just fucking with me now," Hunter broke the silence with monotone.

"I promise I'm not. It's a sign, Hunter. We've both done it. Doesn't that tell you something?"

Hunter squeezed his eyes shut, letting the tears flow down his cheek.

"It tells me that you're obsessed with me and that it needs to stop. Now get out of my room, and stay away from me."

"Hunter, I-" Sebastian began but was quickly interrupted.

"Get the fuck out of my room, you faggot!" Hunter yelled, jumping up from his chair and facing Sebastian with anger in his eyes.

"Faggot?! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Sebastian was beginning to cry too. His so called best friend just called him the one thing that actually truly hurt him. A faggot.

As if by magic, Luna and Chris appeared at the doorway to the room, looking terrified that their older brothers were fighting like this. They were supposed to be the ones that kept them safe, not the ones that make them feel unsafe.

"What is going on with you two?" Luna began, running in between the two tall teens to stop a physical fight breaking out. "

"You want to know what's going on, Luna?" Sebastian teased, smiling at Hunter as if pleased but with red eyes from all the crying.

"Don't you dare, Smythe," Hunter warned with clenched teeth. Would Sebastian really tell them what he was so ashamed about? After all, Hunter did just call him a faggot.

"Your brother here screamed my name while he shot a load into another one of his sluts! Hunter-fucking-Clarington screamed MY name! TWICE! So much for not even being 'remotely bi-curious'!"

Hunter's face turned a dangerous shade of red. Not from embarrassment, but from pure anger.

"You piece of shit!" Hunter screamed, pushing through Luna while swinging his arms in an attempt to hit Sebastian clean in the face.

Chris ran into the room, grabbing Sebastian by the arms and pulling him away as he tried to swing back at Hunter. Luna on the other hand was struggling trying to keep his older brother away. He was too strong for Luna. Before it was too late, Chris ran back to Luna and helped pull Hunter back.

"That's it! I've had enough of you two! You've both got serious problems with each other and we are going to find a way to sort them out! And it is NOT going to be a fight to the death!" Luna screamed, pushing Hunter back a bit more. He was angry. Really angry.

Chris had already told Luna his plan, and right now it didn't seem like it would work. At least, not without some help from the little brothers.

They needed help, and they needed it now.

So there you go. Hunter's little 'secret' was that he yelled Sebastian's name. Good job to the people that guessed it!

Next Chapter: Chris and Luna decide to put their plan into action.