Co-Written with Girl-who-draws on DA. Forgive us for this sexy atrocity. OOC and Shota lie ahead. We do not own JtHM or Squee, neither of us are JV.


Todd seemed to run forever, speeding down sidewalks and across walkways. The middle school had ended up being much farther than the elementary. And the bus still didn't pick him up often, so Todd usually had to run to school everyday. Today he just had to get there before lunch. Still, the boy couldn't help but feel his face grow hot while he ran. He wondered what Johnny would do all day.

Would it matter?

With the last thud of his foot on pavement, the small boy arrived outside the school. He lifted his wrist, checking his watch quickly to determine how long he had before lunch. He decided to slip in during the eating period, trying to go about like he'd been there all day. Nobody would notice.. Besides Pepito. He'd have to come up with an excuse for the devil to hear. With a sigh, the male leaned against the rail and started to think of one. His eyes watched a few birds across the street; rolling around in a puddle on the ground.

Pepito was standing outside of the school, impatiently tapping his foot, when he finally spotted the approaching boy. He gave a glare, and an attention catching cough.

"Where have you BEEN all morning?" He growled, raising an eyebrow conspicuously. If his dad had done something, AGAIN, he wouldn't hesitate turning him over to his basement...

Todd had jumped at the voice; not expecting Pepito to already be waiting for him. He turned, staring at the other a long time before looking back to his watch. He'd have to set it a few minutes faster. With a sigh, he pulled his backpack up a little more and headed up the stairs. "I, um..." He struggled with an excuse, not having enough time to come up with a good one.

What had he been doing. He wondered what Pepito would do if he told the truth. 'Oh, I was just laying in bed with that guy from next door. Remember him? The killer? Well he's back, and he came over. Yeaaaah. He kissed me and stuff. Don't know what it means, but he did. After that we just kind of lay in bed for a while. But, eventually, I got up and got changed. Then I ran here, leaving him alone in my house. But don't worry; I'll check on him as soon as I get home. Hehe, it's kind of like having a dog isn't it?'

By the time Squee reached Pepito, he had the weirdest expression painted over his face. He took a moment to compose himself from the idiotic thought, shaking his head a bit. "I slept in. Rough night. Nightmares." He'd told his friend about the nightmares before; wasn't the first time he'd missed the beginning of school. Pepito had complained about them before, and offered to try and do something about it. Luckily for now, Todd had always refused. Deep down, he was deathly afraid of Pepito's magic. "Sorry," he mumbled, staring down at his shoes with a small pout on his face.

Pepito gave a funny look at his best friend's blatant nervous lying, but let it go when the boy mentioned his nightmares. That -would- explain it, or at least, somewhat. He looked at him oddly for a moment, trying to resist hugging his friend, only succeeding because of his eternally underlying fear that he would make him feel uncomfortable, but finally offered his hand as a bell rang.

"We can make it to fourth period if we hurry..."

Todd smiled a bit, glad the other took the lie. He never lied to Pepito much; only when needed. He was sure Pepito saw through him most the time... but he seemed to let a lot of stuff go. With a sigh, he reached out to take the other's friendly hand. He pulled the boy towards the doors, shivering lightly. The days were getting colder, and he'd been in such a rush he forgot his jacket. "That means only three more until home," he mumbled, pushing the doors open.

Why he wanted to go home so bad wasn't very obvious to even himself. Maybe to talk to the other human being? Be snuggled and cuddled? He'd found it quite enjoyable actually. He'd never been hugged like that before. He wasn't so sure about the kisses, but he enjoyed the hugs. He wondered vaguely what the kisses ment really.

"Pepito... do you know what it means when somebody kisses you?" he asked, turning to look to the other for a moment. He hoped the demon would just give him an answer, and not pry.

Pepito stalled, and blushed brightly. Todd had hit one of his anxiety points. Who had kissed Squee? When? Why?

"I-i-it depends... Normally it means they love you... Or want to do unspeakable things to your body at various points throughout the day... why?", he asked, blushing, and hoping that he hadn't waited too long.

Todd frowned; love?

"What does it mean when somebody loves you?" He looked to his shoes, wondering if Nny 'loved' him. He clicked the tips of his shoes together, thinking hard about it. He'd told him he liked him... but not love. He was always hanging out in his bedroom... even before last night. He always came to him for stuff... What about his other neighbor?

"Does it mean somebody loves you if they sneak into your room and crawl into your bed with you? Or if the kiss you and hug you all the time? And what if they say they like you and don't want to kill you?" He looked up to Pepito with large eyes, blinking a bit. "Pretend."

Pepito's jaw dropped, and he thought he felt his face twitching, but he quickly got over that numb feeling, replaced by one of complete and utter confusion.

"That's a little bit too specific to be hypothetical, don't you think?", he asked, rolling it around in his head, but not applying quite the right way and towards Todd.

"But that DOES sound a lot like how my parents are. Why?"

Todd frowned. "It's not my parents..." He blinked, wondering how the other could get that from what he'd said. "They don't even talk to me half the time still... You know that..." Even though Todd hated to admit it, Pepito really was a good friend to him. He usually didn't mind having the other male as a companion. Though, he was still deathly afraid of him.

Funny; he'd used to be afraid of Johnny. But now... he just seemed to think of the other as a person he hung out with. He couldn't imagine being scared of the man who had snuggled in the covers with him not even an hour ago. That man seemed completely different from the one he used to have nightmares about.

Pepito raised an eyebrow; he had meant that his parents were all kissy on each other, not to him... Still unable to quite put two and two together, he scuffed his foot a little.

"C'mon, hurry, or we'll be late for class.."

Todd sighed, nodding a bit. "Ok." He took the other's wrist in his hand, pulling him down the hallway as they headed for the class. "I suppose classes are important." He couldn't help but feel a little bad that Pepito wouldn't help him completely. Still; it was an odd question to ask of the guy. He was the devil's son, after all.