"Just ignore them, fighting only gives them the satisfaction of getting to you, besides we both know its not the truth," Dean said trying to comfort the other boy.
"Yeah? Well what if I want it to be?" Cas asked looking the other boy in the eyes for the first time since lunch.
Dean was shocked and he felt his jaw drop.
He started thinking about their relationship and suddenly realized that if Cas liked boys he could easily see how he would have thought there was something there. After all they were joking around a lot, Dean was always like that, but Dean was also always flirting. Now that he was thinking about it, in Cas's eyes he realized it had seemed as if he was flirting.
He knew that they had hit it off immediately and even though they had only met the day before there was something about each that made the other one feel comfortable.
Cas couldn't stand looking at that face any longer. It was clearly covered in shock, unable to understand. He decided to get up, then ran off into a group of trees.
Dean snapped out of his thoughts, although he knew he had to come back to them later. He quickly ran after Cas, who had run surprisingly fast, but when he got to the trees there was no sign of him.
Shit, Dean thought to himself, my reaction must have scared him off.
Dean ran around the school to go grab his car, but was blocked by Nancy.
"I told you so," She smirked at him.
"Honestly, this is not really a good time," Dean said, trying to get past her to the door unsuccessfully.
"I mean no wonder you had to reject me if you're with the new guy," Nancy said in a falsely innocent voice.
"No, I rejected you because you're a bitch!" Dean growled. "And besides you do realize with your little rumour I'd rather go gay than be with you?"
"You really shouldn't yell, you know," Nancy said pretending to be hurt. "After all I was just trying to help! I've heard its hard to come out of the closet!"
Dean flipped her the finger then physically picked her up and put her down on the sidewalk, then got in his car and drove off.
When Dean got home he instantly ran upstairs and knocked on his twin's door.
"Sam I need your laptop!" He yelled through the door.
"Well that's nice, but maybe you should get your own if you need one so bad," Sam told him opening the door.
"I just need to check one thing honestly," Dean begged.
Something in Dean's expression made Sam agree.
Dean instantly walked over to the computer where goody-two-shoes had it open to his homework.
"Seriously, you're doing your homework the second you get home?" Dean asked.
"So what? Just hurry up," Sam responded defensively.
Dean quickly opened an internet window, then went to the online phone-book.
He had seen on Cas's schedule yesterday that his last name was Hallert.
Dean desperately hoped there was only one Hallert in the area and to his luck there was. He quickly made a memo of the address in his phone.
"Hallert? Isn't that your new friend's last name?" Sam asked.
"Mm-hmm," Dean muttered exiting out of the internet window and vaguely nodding his head.
"Why are you looking up his address?" Sam asked, sounding as though he too had heard the latest scoop at school today.
"He forgot his textbook at school and we have homework," Dean said. "I'll let you and your homework spend a little quality time."
Sam just rolled his eyes, "Well aren't you Mr. Good Samaritan?"
Dean just ignored him and went back to his car.
He looked back at the address again before he began to drive.
He knew this street, wasn't it in the poor part of town? Dean quickly snapped out of the thought, if Cas was poor it wasn't his fault.
When he got to the address he got out of his car, slightly nervous of seeming like a stalker.
Before he knocked on the door he heard a man yelling so he peeked through the window, which had its blinds open.
"I heard you skipped half the fucking day you little shit!" The man, who Dean assumed was Cas's dad yelled.
"I'm sorry," Cas let out in a quiet, high-pitched voice looking like he was bracing himself for something.
"Yeah you will be!" His dad yelled before punching Cas in the face, hard.
Suddenly Dean thought coming over hadn't been the best idea, but he couldn't leave Cas there alone.
He waited a few seconds before knocking on the door.
Cas opened it trying to act normal, hoping Dean hadn't seen.
"Dean what are you doing here?" He asked back to his normal tone.
"Do you want to go somewhere?" Dean asked.
"Dad I'm going out!" Cas called into the next room.
"If you're leaving now don't come home tonight!" The man growled.
Cas walked out the door and slammed it behind him then looked at Dean blushing.
After the two got in the car Dean began to drive.
"So what the hell was that?" Dean asked when he realized that Cas wasn't going to say anything.
"It's nothing, he was just a little mad," Cas muttered under his breath.
"That didn't look like a little mad," Dean told him. "And I know it wasn't just a one-time thing." With that Dean pulled up one of Cas's sleeves slightly showing the bruising on his wrists. "And I saw you flinch when Jess hit Steve playfully."
Cas sat there silently for a few minutes before deciding on a topic change, "So why did you come over?"
"Because you ran away before I had a chance to respond," Dean told him.
"The look on your face made your reaction pretty clear," Cas muttered staring out the window at nothing in particular.
"I was just shocked because I hadn't thought about you that way," Dean responded. "But then I thought about how our friendship would look in your eyes. I mean I did seem a little flirty." He chuckled a little.
"Yeah . . . where are we going?" Cas asked confused.
"My house," Dean answered as he pulled into the driveway.
When the pair entered the house John was home.
"Who's this?" He asked at the sight of the second boy.
"My friend Cas, he's new here," Dean answered.
"Oh, is he staying for dinner?" John asked.
Cas just looked confused like he had never been asked that before.
"Yeah," Dean answered for him.
"We'll have it when your aunt gets back," John told them.
This was referring to the fact that Aunt Judie was staying over at their house for a week, tonight being the last night.
"Come on, I'll show you my room," Dean said leading his friend to the stairs.
Cas looked like a deer in the headlights, Dean wondered to himself if he had ever been over to someone's house before.
"Looks like you found him," Sam said from his room as the pair walked past his room.
When they were in Dean's room Cas began to look upset.
"What's wrong?" Dean asked.
"You told him?" Cas asked sadly.
"No, I said that you forgot your textbook and we had homework," Dean told him.
"Oh," Cas responded.
After everyone was done eating their supper Dean asked, "Hey Dad can you give me help with something on the car?"
John recognized the look on his son's face as meaning he wanted to talk to him alone about something.
"Sure," He answered.
"You can wait here," Dean told Cas. "It should only take a second."
When the two were standing alone John asked him, "What is it?"
"Umm. . . Cas's dad is a bit mad and told him not to come home tonight, so can he stay here?" Dean asked feeling bad for telling part of the boy's secret.
"Sure," John responded. "But he'll have to share your room because your aunt is sleeping on the sofa-bed."
"That's fine," Dean responded then the pair re-entered the house.
Cas and Dean hung out upstairs until it started to get late.
"Uh, I'd better go," Cas said looking at the clock.
"Where? Back to your dad? Because last time I checked he doesn't want you home anyways. You're staying here, I already asked my dad," Dean told him.
"Umm, I'll take floor then," Cas told him.
"You don't have to sleep on the floor, my bed's big enough for two people," Dean told him.
"Are you sure?" Cas asked.
"Yeah," Dean answered.
The boys stayed up for a while longer, then decided to go to bed.
Cas layed down on the bed fully clothed.
"Are you seriously sleeping in a trench coat and jeans?" Dean asked stripping down to his boxers.
"Seriously given what you found out today you don't find it weird for us to share a bed in just boxers?" Cas asked confused.
"Fine," Dean said and pulled out a pair of pyjama pants and threw them to his friend, then put a pair on himself.
Dean went to go brush his teeth and when he came back Cas was wearing the pyjama pants.
Just at that moment Sam walked over.
"Nice matching pyjamas," Sam said pointing out that Dean was wearing Mickey Mouse pyjamas, while Cas was wearing Donald Duck ones. "Having a fun slumber party, Dean?"
Dean gave him the finger and Sam retreated to his room.
Cas was glad that he hadn't taken off his trench-coat off before Sam showed up, he was already nervous enough of Dean's reaction.
When Cas took off his jacket he was surprised that Dean didn't seem to wince or react at all. It was as if Dean hadn't noticed the bruises, gashes, and scratches all along his arms. Cas doubted he hadn't, but was glad Dean didn't comment on them. He kept his shirt on while Dean went shirtless.
After the two were laying in bed Cas asked, "Why are you being so nice to me?"
Dean rolled over to look at him, "Because you're my friend."
"Well why are you still talking to me now that you know?" Cas asked sadly waiting for the time when Dean would start ignoring him, first in public, then in general. Just as the last friend he had told had done.
"Why wouldn't I?" Dean asked staring into Cas's eyes.
"Because its disgusting," Cas said looking away and beginning to cry softly. "I'm just a stupid, useless piece of shit."
"Is that what your dad told you?" Dean asked started to get pissed.
Cas ignored the question so Dean said, "Its not disgusting and if anyone is stupid and useless its your dad. And you are not a piece of shit, you're a human being."
"Why doesn't it bother you?" Cas asked.
"Because its no different than if a girl liked me, its not like your from some disgusting other species," Dean said. "I don't understand what everyone's making a big deal about."
"So it really doesn't bother you?" Cas asked in awe.
Dean wiped a tear of off Cas's cheek, then slowly moved his face closer to Cas's, and gently pecked him on the lips.
"That's how much it doesn't bother me," Dean told him. "Its not going to change our friendship."
Sam, who was getting up to go the washroom, had from his doorway seen his brother stroke Cas's cheek, then lean in for a kiss.
He was in so much shock that he almost forgot where he had gotten up to go.
A/N: Please read and review! I hope you like reading this story as much as I like writing it, I mean look at how quick I've put the first three chapters up! Thanks for everyone who read last chapter especially Miss J, ..Yet, Micro chibi baka-san, darkphoenix2345, and firgodes7 for reviewing it! :D