Song of the Chapter:Down On You, by Tokio Hotel

This chapter focus's on Blaise and Jacob. It's basically a filler chapter and letting people know what's going on with others. The rest of the story is going to focus on Edward/Harry, Jacob/Blaise, and James/Draco. Don't worry, Harry and Edward are still the primary focus for the story.

Oh, and I know Blaise doesn't look at all like how we have him described, but I always pictured him as like... Italian or Greek or something. So don't refer to movie Blaise.

Yeah, you're not the only ones who thinks the title is sexual. Listen or read the lyrics for the whole song. It's kinda... sexual.

ConstantSnow- Jacob

The Group of One- Blaise

Chapter 6- Down On You

BETA-ed by nequam-tenshi


Blaise

Bored.

That was the only thing Blaise could think of to describe how he was feeling at the moment. It was strange. After years of never being bored, of being waited on hand and foot, of war, he was fucking bored!

Blaise sighed, leaning against the edge of his bed. It was six in the afternoon of his second day in the Black/Lupin/Malfoy/Potter home. Forks really was quite lovely (if you were into dreary, wet and green), but he missed the calming sounds of water lapping against a shoreline. His family had owned a summer home in Greece that backed on to the Mediterranean Sea where he used to spend his summers. The sounds of the waves crashing on the shore, of the birds, wildlife, the peace... He missed it all.

I need to get out of here. He grabbed his jacket, throwing it on as he stalked out of the house. The silence of the woods was driving him insane.

Blaise entered the garage, glancing around. Shortly after arriving in Forks, he had cancelled the shrinking charm on his Hypermotard 1100 and stored in with the other vehicles. Finding it, he wheeled it out and mounted, gunning the engine and taking off. Potter had mentioned something about a beach called La Push, so after stopping in town and asking a random girl he saw (who was a violent shade of red during their entire conversation, which did not consist of much) he headed off to it.

As he drove along, the smell of the ocean reached him. Breathing deep, he allowed a small smile to grace his face, pushing his bike to even greater speeds. After a few minutes, the beach came in view.

It was still overcast so it was desolate looking, but it was a beach. Driftwood scattered the shore line, an old bonfire pit was surrounded by several of the larger logs, a smaller pit a short distance from it. Dismounting, he approached the fire pit, kneeling down next to it, shifting the sand a little. During the Great War Blaise had been a tracker for the Light side. Sometimes the spells they used were not able to track certain people and beings, so Remus Lupin had trained a few select students in the art of tracking. Blaise, as a half Locathah, was a natural at tracking, especially through swamps and watery areas. Remus had been pleased to discovered exactly how talented his new student was and promptly set him to use. Most of his time during the war was spent in swamps and rivers, tracking down creatures working for Voldemort, or finding missing or dead allies.

He found some hairs in the sand and a few beer caps, but nothing much. Whoever had been there previously did not leave much behind.

Standing, he knocked off the sand clinging to his cuffs and glanced around. No one was around so he shrugged off his jacket, tugged his shirt off over his head, and shimmied out of his pants. After a moments thought he added his boxers to the pile. Placing his boots and socks next to them on a rock, he headed off to the water.

Warm. Blaise smiled, stepping into the ocean, running a hand through his hair. Reaching waist deep, he paused, thinking he heard an engine. Still no one in sight. Must have been someone on the road.

He waded out further until the water covered up to his pecs, and then stood there, gazing out at the setting sun. It really was quite lovely here. If he bought a house near the ocean he would be set for life.

Zoned out, thinking about how much a house would cost around here,and how close it could get to the ocean, Blaise failed to notice the male approaching him.

"Hey."

Blaise jerked, falling into the water as he spun around. Resurfacing, he was greeted by a tall figure laughing at him from on the beach. Hissing under his breath, he stalked towards the stranger intending to inform them that it was not polite to laugh at someone they had just shocked.

His plans failed though.

As he reached the point where the water just reached his upper thighs, the stranger glanced up from his laughing and froze. Blaise watched, curious, as the guys eyes widened and he blinked once, twice, three times before straightening up to his full height (towering over Blaise's 6'5" at an impressive 6'7").

Blaise arched an eyebrow. "What?" He was not in the mood for someone to be gaping at him.

The guy blushed, turning his russet skin an interesting colour. "You uh... you do realize you're naked, right?"

Blaise blinked. He had honestly forgotten about that. It wasn't as if nudity bothered him. He had attended a boarding school for the last seven years and most of his fellow Slytherins were confident enough of their bodies to changed in front of others without worry. He had always been one of them, his own body being slightly more muscular than Draco, and he had no worries about others making fun of his-

He glanced at the male before him, noticing that the guy had been glancing at his 'junk' while Blaise was deep in thought.

"And why should I care? Hm?" He drawled, putting Lucius Malfoy to shame.

The guy kept his gaze on the ground, trying to appear casual. "This is a public beach, you know?"

Blaise snorted, crossing his arms. "Which was deserted. Why should I be bothered about others seeing me? Unless," he purposefully caught the others gaze, then directed his own to the mans crotch. "Most of the male population here would feel rather... inadequate compared to me."

"What?!" the other snarled, no longer bothering to advert his gaze. His eyes flashed, and for a moment Blaise felt like he did when near Remus during a full moon. "I'll have you know that there is no need to fear that! 'Sides, who comes to the beach at this time to skinny dip?!"

Brushing past him, Blaise reached his clothing, tugging on his boxers and pants. Sitting down on the rock, he set about re-lacing his boots. "I do. Why, do I need your permission to relax in the water?" He sneered, standing and grabbing his shirt and jacket.

Just as he was turning to head back to his bike and leave the arsehole alone on the beach, said arsehole grabbed his wrist, tugging his around.

Instincts kicking in, Blaise twisted his wrist free and punched the guy in the solar plexus before he could even register he was moving. Now, usually his opponent would be on the ground trying to breath as the pain coursed through them, but...

The other male doubled over, wheezing for breath and Blaise stared, stunned. No one everwas able to stand after a punch from him! His creature side had gifted him with many things, one of which was strength. Stronger than most humans and with skin that was tough as hell, Blaise was known for being able to take down opponents taller and more experienced then him. But this guy was already straightening up, rubbing at where he was punched.

"Jesus..." He stared at Blaise, shocked evident in his features. "You're stronger than you look. Haven't been punched like that in years!"

Blaise flexed his fingers, registering that his knuckles were smarting a bit. "What the hell are you?" So much for pure-blood poise.

"Uh," the guy blinked. "I'm Jacob Black." He grinned, showing off some impressive teeth (and canines, Blaise noted).

"Not who, what?"


Jacob

'What am I? What the hell does this guy mean?' Jacob thought, staring down at the man who was barely just a bit shorter then him. 'How the hell am I supposed to answer a question like that?'

"I asked you a question," The man... uh guy? asked.

Jacob tightened his jaw. "Uh... human?" Jacob asked shrugging. He decided to go out on a limb and inhaled deeply through his nose. His body shook harshly, and he had to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent him from growling possessively. Jacob's eyes locked on the other male's. He got several things at once from this male's scent.

One, he was powerful (how Jacob wasn't sure).

Two, he wasn't completely human.

And three, this male belonged to him and him alone. Jacob stepped back and cleared his throat.

"Who are you? And what are you?" Jacob asked.

The darker skinned teen lifted his chin. "Blaise Zabini, human," The second half of his introduction was snobbish and stand-offish, not to mention a lie.

Jacob suppressed another shiver that wanted to run though him, and fought the urge to grab hold of his 'human', his Blaise.

Jacob tilted his head, he liked the name, Blaise, it seemed fitting for his human.

"You shouldn't stare, it's rude," Blaise said and Jacob snapped from his thoughts. "Are you going to continue to bother me or am I free to go Black?"

"Call me Jacob, and I wasn't harassing you, it's just.... I haven't seen you around here before," Jacob said. "Usually only locals come down here, even then this isn't the most popular spot on the beach," Jacob said.

"As of a day ago, I am a local until I decided to leave, also I prefer not to be around crowds," Blaise said. "Now move, or I promise my next hit will put you out."

Jacob grinned cheekily. "No need to be testy. Besides I don't think that you can hurt me too badly. Although that hit, I admit was pretty good, surprised me. Where did you move from? Why of all places did you move here, to Forks?" Jacob said.

Blaise's eyebrow cocked perfectly, giving the 'You're not fucking serious look'. "I don't have to tell you anything Black,"

"I told you to call me Jacob," Jacob said quickly. "I'm a friendly guy, easy to get along with I promise, Blaise,"

"It's Zabini to you," Blaise nearly hissed.

"Za-huh?" Jacob asked. Blaise gritted his teeth and headed towards the pavement. "Wait!" Jacob rushed around him quickly, and Blaise stepped back quickly so he didn't hit the wall of lanky muscle which was Jacob's chest. "Where are you from? Your accent, it's really nice, and your last name is totally wicked, but really confusing. Say it again."

"Zabini," Blaise said slowly, Jacob grinned cheekily again, staring at Blaise's full dark lips. "What in the bloody hell are you staring at?"

Jacob jumped again and looked into Blaise's dark eyes, his head tilted. Jacob's eyes were dark too, but his had a warm tone to them, while his Blaise's eyes seemed rather cold.

"You are really.... stunning," Jacob muttered absently and Blaise stared at him with a mixed look of shock and possible disgust. Jacob's heart sank and he cleared his throat. "I-I'm sorry Blaise-"

"I told you t-"

"I didn't mean to make you angry or anything, I tend to say things without thinking, my dad's always yelling at me about it but I never seem to listen," Jacob said blushing, he rubbed the back of his neck and Blaise stared at him.

"Are you off your fucking rocker?" Blaise asked. "You act like a retarded lost puppy,"

Jacob's mouth hung open and his heart sank. "W-well I.... um... sorry," Jacob looked down. "I'm just gonna go now," Jacob jabbed rather lifelessly over his shoulder towards the trees. "Sorry if I... never mind," Jacob turned and walked into the woods. He pulled off his shorts and tied them to his thigh before he shifted and headed back to join Jared, who he was patrolling with when they'd heard the engine heading towards the beach. Jared didn't want to get wet sand in his shorts, or fur for that matter so Jacob had agreed.

(' What the hell took so long?') Jared growled as they met up.

(' Nothing.... just some new local checking out the-')

('What the hell Jake! I was having a good day! I don't need your mopey thoughts in my head about-.... Holy shit! Dude!' I'm so telling Sam!')Jared took off towards the Rez, considering that their shift was supposed to have been over an hour ago.

('I swear to god if you tell anyone I'll tear your ear off this time you fuckin bas-') Jacob was cut off by Sam's mind pushing into his along with the rest of the packs.

(' We have to talk,') Sam said, it was directed at Jacob.

(' Can I go home and sleep first?')Jacob asked, trying to hide his embarrassment for being the second one to imprint, not to mention to have imprinted on an outsider, which Embry and Quil were having a great time taunting him about already.

('No, but we can go to your place, Billy will want to know,') Sam said.

Jacob whined, but left Jared to make his own way back, as he took the shorter way towards his house.

('This is the last thing I need,') Jacob mumbled.


Blaise

It had been almost a day since Blaise's encounter with the berk on the beach. Black (the younger) had confused him when he suddenly ran off like that and the look of... sorrow?.. on his face made Blaise feel almost guilty.

When Black (ah fuck it, two Blacks was confusing and downright terrifying), Jacob had muttered about Blaise being stunning, he had been shocked. Sure, a lot of people had told him that before, male and female, but none had caused him to feel so... pleased. He had instantly felt disgust at himself, but the retarded puppy had misinterpreted it as being directed at him and shortly after fled.

Snap out of it Zabini. Act like the aristocrat you are. He shook his head, concentrating on the errand Lupin had set him on.

Entering the grocery store, he pulled out the list. Chicken. Easy enough. He wandered through the store until he found the meat counter where he promptly froze. Why do muggles need so many different types?! He stared in shock at the different selections before him. Chicken breast, chicken wings, legs, whole. Bloody hell.

Whipping out his cell (despite what most witches and wizards thought, the old pure-bloods learned how to use phones just in case) he dialled the number for Lupin and Blacks restaurant, the Grim Moon.

"Grim Moon, how may I help you?" A dreamy voice answered.

"Lovegood, give the phone to Lupin." He frowned at the meat before him.

"Hold please." Bloody Lovegood took this job too seriously. After a few seconds Remus picked up the phone.

After explaining what kind of chicken he wanted (whole, should have known), Remus hung up. Blaise continued with his shopping, grabbing everything on the list as he paced through the store. By the time he had reached the last item on the list, his cart was full.

Chocolate. Lupin, upon opening the restaurant, had made sure that the majority of his desserts were chocolate based. When Blaise had asked him about it, he had muttered something about chocolate healing everything.

Turning the corner to the desserts and candy section, Blaise paused. Before him stood Jacob Black, accompanied by a short brunet who was currently staring at the chocolate before her. Jacob had not noticed him yet.

Wheeling his cart over to them, Blaise grabbed the cooking chocolate that was furthest from the chit (and no, he did not instantly hate her because she seemed close with Jacob) and tried to gather up everything he could without Jacob noticing him. His plan failed as he reached for the powdered chocolate.

"Zabini." Jacob had sneaked up on him without his noticing.

"Black." Blaise tried to ignore the gaze he could feel trailing up his figure.

"So... what are you doing here?"

Blaise turned towards Jacob, his face perfectly blank. "Shopping. Is that not what one does in a grocery store?" His gaze drifted towards the girl for a moment, taking in the expression on her face. She was looking confused and just a tad bit annoyed. He returned his attention to Jacob as he spoke.

"Uh, well, yeah. You just don't seem like the sort of person who would do grocery shopping." Jacob was staring at the over-flowing cart behind Blaise, his brow raising. "That all for you?"

Blaise snorted. "Hardly. If you must know, I am currently living with some friends, and Potters godfather and his lover own a restaurant. Lupin asked me to pick up some things since they are all busy at work."

Recognition flared in Jacobs eyes. "You live with Sirius Black and Remus Lupin?"

"What?!" the two of them turned to the girl who had been forgotten. She was glaring at Blaise, a frown on her face. "Don't those two guys live there? Harry Potter and Draco Maloy?" She sneered when mentioning Harry's name.

"It's Malfoy. And yes, they live there as well."

She scoffed. "Whatever." Turning to Jacob, she was unaware of the darkening aura around Blaise as he listened to her. "Potter is the one who is going out with Edward. And that Draco guy... I swear he's gay. Mike says he saw him checking out his ass the other week."

Jacob's eyes were nervously darting between Bella and Blaise as he noticed the anger practically pouring off of the other male in waves.

"Excuse me?" Blaise's voice cut into her rant, startling her. Turning to him, she froze. Blaise could feel his creature side rising, his nails sharpening (not that they noticed), his canines becoming sharper. "What business is it of yours if Harry is or is not dating Edward? What business is yours if Draco is gay?! I highly doubt that he was staring at any male in the towns ass seeing as no one here is his type. You should really be careful about what you say about people, especially when saying it in front of someone who knows them!"

Bella was starting to shrink away from him, but she quickly straightened and shot back at him. "What business is it of mine?! I used to date Edwards, and now I find out that he's into men! It would be like finding out that Jacob is gay!" Neither of them noticed Jacob awkwardly shifting as he stared at Blaise. "Besides, being homosexual is just... just... gross!"

Oh, that was it. This tart was going down. Blaise stalked up to her, glaring down at her. "Gross? It's people like you that make me sick.Too closed minded to realize that being homosexual is not wrong. Bloody hell, you're just jealous that some of the best looking males in this town are not interested in getting into you fanny you sket!" He ignored her confused expression and ploughed on. "You really need to watch what you say around others."

Grabbing his cart, he started wheeling it away when he heard her ask what his problem was. Jerking around, he rested a hand on his hip, giving her his best imitation of a Malfoy-Disdained-Look. "I happen to be a poof, a fairy, a homosexual. Whatever you want to call it." With that, he whirled around (failing to notice the hopeful look on Jacobs face) and stalked off to the cash register.

Glancing over his shoulder, he caught Jacobs gaze. "I hope you reconsider who you hang out with, especially since they could possibly drag you into confrontations with others."

It was the twilight hour now. The sun was streaking reds and violets across the sky and the ocean reflected it in its calming waves. Blaise stared out over the ocean as he sat on the rocky cliff overlooking La Push's water.

His bike was back in the parking lot (if that's what you could call it) but he had no worries about someone trying to steal it. If they did, they would find themselves flat on their back and stinging from an electric shock spell. Ah, the wonders of being a wizard...

It was surprisingly warm out, so Blaise had ditched his jacket back at the house. He needed some time alone to think.

What was he thinking about? A certain resident of Forks. A retarded puppy who seemed content to follow him around and generally make his life hell. Well, maybe not hell. It was actually quite amusing watching Jacob stumble over himself and blush as he tried to talk to Blaise, but still...

While he was flattered that Jacob thought he was stunning, it was also confusing. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. Jacob Black was attractive. That much he could admit. But the fact that he was somethingand trying to hid it from others instantly made Blaise suspicious. One did not survive a war and Slytherin house and not turn out paranoid.

But the key question was: what was Jacob?

Leaning back, his hands resting behind him, Blaise mentally went over every magical creature he could think of. But not that many fit the feeling he got off of Jacob. Even fewer matched his appearance.

His tall figure and well muscled frame indicated that he was most likely some sort of predator based creature. His warm eyes and friendly manner made Blaise question that. He knew that if someone looked close enough at himself, they would be able to tell what his creature half was. Slitted eyes (invisible to humans unless they were veryclose to him, and he never let any close enough), hard skin, and his sharp canines hints to his Locathah side. But Jacob...

Blaise sighed again. He felt like Remus during the full moon. He was tall and muscular. He acted like a puppy.

Oh Merlin's left testicle. Why didn't I think of this sooner? Acted like a puppy. Jacob could possibly be some kind of wolf or canine based creature.

In other words, a werewolf or a shape-shifter.

Bloody hell. For a normal muggle town, Forks sure has a lot of supernatural creatures.

He lay back, folding his arms under his head and stared at the waning moon above him.

Hours later, Blaise awoke to the sound of something stealthily making its way towards him. Freezing, he went to reach for his wand before cursing. He had left it at home. Bullocks!

Getting to his feet and making sure his back was against a large boulder at the edge of the cliff, he reached for one of his daggers in his boots. He had been given two of them as gifts from his father during the war, during the most dangerous time for his kind. Made out of stainless steel forged by a dwarf that was friends with his father, it measured at 16" in length with a 10" double edged blade. The handle was made from the antler of one of the many stages that lived on their property in England.

The blade had saved his arse more times than he cared to admit, and hopefully it would again.

His gazed focused on the trees in front of him. "I know you're there..."

A second passed before the underbrush parted, revealing the largest wolf Blaise had ever seen. Shit. It stared at him for a second, sniffing. And then, without warning, it pounced at him.


Jacob

Jacob sat in the driver's seat of Bella's truck as the left the store. Bella had been ranting about what Blaise had said to her since they got out of the self check out line at the store.

"... I mean it's just gross, and him flaunting himself around lik-," Bella said crossing her arms.

"It was rude though Bells," Jacob said and Bella glared at him.

"Do you agree with him Jacob?" Bella asked and Jacob glanced at her. "It's gross, honestly."

Jacob gripped the steering wheel a bit tighter. "I don't think so Bella," Jacob said looking back at the road. "With me and the rest of the pack, the sex of a person isn't really all that important. We imprint on the person best suited for us. If it's another man, then that's who we love, if it's a woman, that's who we love. It's a simple as that," Jacob said.

"So you're saying you're a gay Jake?" Bella asked.

"No Bella that's not what I'm saying," Jacob said looking at her. "I'm saying that, I'm not going to let something as simple as if a person's a man or woman determine if I'm going to be happy with them or not,"

"Come on Jake, you can't possible want to be with another man. You've had a crush on me for like ever," Bella said brushing her hair behind her ears. "You're going to imprint on me right?"

Jake slammed on the brake and stared at her in shock. "You can't be serious Bella," Jacob said. "I cannot influence who I imprint on. It happens wither or not I want it to or not. It could be you, it could be someone twice my age. It could even be someone I've never met before," Jacob said.

"But you want to be with me right?" Bella asked.

Jacob's brow furrowed and he rubbed his temples. "Bella, I used to love you, more then anything. But now, I have a hard time even seeing you as a part of my family," Jacob put the truck in park.

"I was going to try to do this as gentle as possible, but I don't think I can right now Bella," He turned to face her fully. "I know, the only reason you came to see me that day, was because Cullen just broke your heart, and left you for someone else. I know you've been trying to use me to make him jealous, because you refuse to admit that he can love someone else more then you, most of all another guy. I tried to ignore that fact, but I can't anymore. Bella I already imprinted, on Blaise, and if he'll have me, I want to be with him, and I can't do that honestly if I'm pretending to be in this shitty relationship with you. I'm not going to be your 'pick me up' anymore. It's time for you to find someone else's shoulder to cry on, try that human Mike or whatever. He's gaga for you. But we're done Bella, I don't want to be your friend, your boyfriend, your brother because honestly you treat your friends and family like shit. And this crap boyfriend act you've been pulling me around with, I don't deserve it. Most of all, when I tried to help you Bella, tried to make you forget Cullen, and I honestly loved you, you don't have to act anymore Bella, because I'm not going to fall for it, I never actually did. I just wanted to believe you could change, but I can see now that my heads not fogged by trying to impress you, you can't, you never saw me as anything more as a way to forget him and I'm not going to be that anymore," Jacob opened the truck door.

"Wait! Jake you can't just leave me like this!" Bella got out of the car and followed Jacob into the woods as he headed back towards The Rez.

"Go home Bella before you get lost in the woods again," he shouted over his shoulder.

"Not until you talk to me," Bella said.

"I already did. I have nothing more to say," Jacob said. "Goodbye Bella," He sped up, breaking into a run, even if he stayed a human, Bella couldn't possible keep up with him. He heard her screaming after him, trying to follow. But she'd only get lost if she went to far, and he hoped she wasn't stupid enough for that.

Jacob stopped once he couldn't hear Bella anymore and ran his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes. He wasn't sure if he should actually feel so relieved to have just broken up with the girl he'd been in love with for as long as he could remember. But he was relieved, calm, happy even. Jacob took a deep breath and looked around the trees. Sam wasn't expecting him back for a few hours. He figured he'd go check the beach to see if Blaise was there, if he wasn't, Jacob would go for a run, burn off some energy before he headed home.

Jacob took off his clothes and shoes, he tied his sweats to his thigh, the put his shirt, shoes and boxers into a bundle, then phased. He picked up the bundle between his teeth and rushed to one of the check points the pack had and set his clothes down before taking off towards the beach.

Blaise wasn't there. Jacob whined, and headed back into the trees, he'd check back again a little after it got dark.

One really couldn't blame him for what he did, he couldn't help it. But now, Blaise was pinned under his massive furry form with wide eyes, slight shock, and for Jacob, a very pleasant deep growl that rumbled in his chest. Jacob let out his own pleased growl, and ran his nose from Blaise's hair, down the side of his head, to trail his cold damp nose over Blaise's right ear and cheek, to under his chin where he sniffed lightly again, then down his neck.

The russet fur between Jacob's shoulder blades and and back of his neck stood on end, and he pressed his ears back against his head.

Blaise was still growling, and Jacob looked into his eyes, his ears perking up. Blaise's eyes were definitely not human. Blaise wasn't human? But his scent seemed somewhat human. Jacob tilted his head and opened his mouth, and licked the side of Blaise's face. He tasted for the most part human, but there was something that wasn't human, far from it in fact.

Before Jacob could settle his thoughts, he was thrown off of Blaise and flung across the ground with a surprised yelp. Jacob quickly righted himself, looking towards Blaise who had jumped to his feet, and had a rather large dagger that he was pulling from his boot. Jacob barked at him, flattening his tail against his hind legs and slowly laid down, his hind legs against his sides, his front legs in front of him, claws digging into the sand.

Blaise stared at him. Jacob barked again, his ears and tail perking up. "What are you?" Blaise asked. Jacob whined and rolled over, then barked.

Yea, he could've phased back, but he would be naked, and he didn't want Blaise to see him naked, it was embarrassing.

Blaise stared at him.

Jacob huffed and stretched his shoulders up in a shrug. He barked again then sat up. Blaise stepped towards him slowly, still gripping the dagger in his hand. Jacob grinned, his tongue hanging out to the left side, his head tilted in the same direction, giving a rather comical look.

"... retarded lost... puppy.... Jacob?" Blaise asked cautiously. Jacob barked and his tail wagged, Blaise had called him by his first name, Jacob had forgotten all about Blaise's 'retarded lost puppy' comment, savouring instead the way his name rolled off Blaise's tongue.

Blaise looked up towards the now dark sky, muttering something about the moon, then his dark eyes locked onto Jacob's. "Change back, I want to talk to you,"

Jacob shifted, then gave a yip, stood and turned in a circle. Surprisingly Blaise smirked at the action.

"What is that supposed to mean?" He asked.

Jacob shook his head and turned again.

Blaise raised a perfect eyebrow. "Turn around?"

Jacob barked and pawed the ground, his tail wagging excitedly.

Blaise rolled his eyes and turned his back to Jacob, crossing his arms. Jacob phased back, and untied the grey sweats that Sam had given him a few days ago and quickly put them on, rolling the waist. He moved quietly and quickly against Blaise's back, placing his hands on the others hips and leaned down to sniff at Blaise's skin where shoulder and neck met.

"So, a shape-shifter," Blaise said.

"Yes," Jacob muttered. "What are you?"

"Human," Blaise said.

"Liar," Jacob said. "I can taste it and smell it, you're not a human. Besides that punch from when we first met, you're to strong for a human. A human would've broken their hand," Jacob said. His already hot skin was set to a new high at the contact that he shared with Blaise, who he was thankful hadn't pulled away yet. "Please, tell me what you are," Jacob said. Blaise pulled away at that, and Jacob whimpered at the loss of contact, and the knowing fact that his mate, his Blaise didn't trust him enough to share secrets.

Blaise turned to him. "It is none of your concern what I am. Now, tell me why you're here? Are you following me?"

Jacob couldn't lie to his mate. He couldn't fight the blush. "I keep coming back here, to check if you come back," Jacob said. "I've been wanting to see you since we bumped into each other at the store,"

"I don't understand you," Blaise said.

"Why not?" Jacob asked.

Blaise didn't answer, but put away his dagger and headed towards the parking lot.

"Wait, w-where are you going?" Jacob ran after him. Skidding to a stop in front of him. "I want to get to know you, please," Jacob said. "I have to."

"Why?" Blaise asked.

"It's one of those things," Jacob said, blushing again. "I'll do anything, and be anything you need me to, I just have to be close to you," Jacob said.

Blaise stared at him for a while. "I'm just supposed to trust you, and let you in like that?" He finally asked.

Jacob sighed and looked away. "N-no... you don't," Jacob muttered, his heart sinking. "Look... this is hard to explain, but I can be anything you need me to be. A brother, a friend, hell even just a messenger," Jacob looked at Blaise. "Just... I can't stand to be pushed away,"

Blaise stared at him. "Why? Why me?"

"Because, it has to be you," Jacob said. "And I want it to be you."

Jacob couldn't read anything off of Blaise's emotions. Even his scent didn't change to give them away. Jacob felt his heart beating faster and painfully hard against his chest, he didn't know if the imprint rejected the wolf, but he didn't think it'd end well.

Jacob swallowed. "I-I'll leave you alone, uh i-if you ever wanna talk, ju-just come down here," Jacob said, looking over his shoulder into the trees. "I-... I'll show up I promise," Jacob turned to look at Blaise. "I promise, Blaise, I'm not a liar."

Blaise just shifted slightly.

Jacob wanted to say more, wanted to get the cold expression off his mate's face, but he didn't. Jacob gave a short nod, turned and headed towards the tree line.

"I'll come back," Blaise said.

Jacob looked back at him.

"Don't hope for anything," Blaise added.

Jacob nodded. "It was good to see you again," He added looking at Blaise. "I'll be here, just sit in the sand, and watch the waves. I will come, I promise,"

Jacob smiled at Blaise, hoping the other would give at least a content reaction. Blaise nodded, and Jacob turned and headed into the woods. When he was out of site, he took off his sweats, tied them to his thigh and phased. Leah was waiting for him.

('What the hell happened?') Leah asked.

('Like you don't know already.') Jacob muttered quickening his pace as they continued their patrol. ('Why do you even ask? It's not like you can't see every second of my life, including, what the hell happened,') Jacob gritted his teeth, and barked at a deer up ahead, making it run off.

('I try not to invade whenever I can,') Leah said. (' I keep to myself. I'm not like the rest of the pack who doesn't try to restrain themselves. So how was your human?') She asked.

(' He hates me,') Jacob said.

('Someone hates...you? How? I mean you're immature and kinda goofy, but you're a good guy all in all, you don't go around messing with people, or being bitch all the time like Paul,') Leah said.

Jacob just sighed. ('Let's just finished our patrol, I wanna get some sleep before school tomorrow. And I have to deal with Charlie coming over tomorrow. I know he's gonna yell at me for breaking up with Bella,') Jacob said.

('I hate to say I told you so, but I did tell you that Bella would be a bad idea. She really only thought of you as a rebound to that leech anyways. She was using you, and before you imprinted you really did love her.') Leah said.

('Yea, enough talking, let's just go finish,') Jacob said.

Leah sighed, but dropped the subject, trying to keep her thoughts to herself. Just as Jacob tried to keep his own thoughts to himself as well.


Blaise

Blaise was not one to lie to himself, and he was not about to get into the habit of it now. Alright, so he had enjoyed Jacob sniffing him. He had enjoyed Jacobs hands on his hips. And he sure as hell felt a rush of pleasure when Jacob had informed him that he could not, would not, leave him alone.

But what he did not like was the pain he could practically feel radiating from Jacob. His creature side detested the sight of a being who was obviously alpha acting so submissive. His human side hated seeing the other male without a smile on his face.

Thus, Blaise was about to do some research.

"Lupin." The older man turned to him, a questioning look on his face. "Do you have any books on wolf based Shape-Shifters?"

Remus blinked, clearly not expecting that. "Mm, yes." He wandered over to the book case in the corner of the living room, glancing through the titles. After much muttering and shifting about, he turned around with a leather bound book. "Canine Shape-Shifters and Their Culture by Allen Murdoch. He's the leading expert in the field."

"Thank you." Blaise took the book from Remus and headed up to his room, closing and locking the door behind him.

Sitting down at the desk, he opened it.

It was midnight, and Blaise had finished the book. He leaned back in his seat, blinking as he glanced over his notes, trying to take in all that he had found out.

Imprint.

That word glared up at him from his notes, forcing him to think about all that had happened since he met Jacob. By all looks, he appeared to have imprinted on Blaise. Bloody hell.

Blaise ran his hand through his hair, contemplating. While he was shocked, he wasn't disgusted. After all, he was into men. But to be the soul-mate, the destined and only possible partner for Jacob? It made him very relieved that his creature side did not have destined mates.

"Oh my... You're aura is silver. Have you met someone recently?"

Blaise started, twisting around in his seat towards the dreamy voice of Luna. "Bloody- Lovegood, I swear I locked that door."

Luna smiled serenely. "You did." She flounced over to his bed, seating herself on the edge. "It let me in."

"Right..." Blaise drawled, raising an eyebrow. "And what do you mean my aura is silver?"

"A silver aura indicates that someone has met their soul mate. For example, Harry and Edwards aura's are now surrounded in a silver halo. Just like yours." Luna stared at him before continuing. "But you already knew this, did you not?"

Blaise remained silent, staring at her. He wanted to accept Jacob, but the war had made him wary of acceptance. But Luna could read a person's true intentions. If he brought her along...

"Lovegood," She turned her attention from his wall to him. "Will you like to come to the beach with me tomorrow evening?"

She smiled. "I would love to meet him."

Blaise gasped at her as she skipped out of the room. He hadn't mentioned meeting anyone. Bloody Lovegood. She was more aware of things then she let people know.

The next morning, Blaise woke from a sleep that had been filled with Jacob. He sighed, dragging a hand through his hair as he contemplated the dream. It seemed that even if he was wary, he unconscious side was not. Damn wet dreams.

He spent the day in the gardens. Draco and Harry were off at school (Blaise and Luna had decided to not enrol) and Luna was off at the restaurant with the two old dogs. By the time Draco and Harry arrived back (with Edward in tow), Blaise had weeded the entire gardens and planted some of the magical plants he had brought along with him in his trunk. Thank Merlin for multi-layered trunks. His had a friggin greenhouse for gods sake!

Luna flounced into his room an hour before sunset and dragged him out. It appeared that she was looking forward to meeting Jacob.

They drove off to the beach and settled down on the sand. Luna had brought with her a picnic basket filled with their favourite foods from Hogwarts, as well as a bunch of Weasley Wizard Wheezes candies.

"Lovegood..."

"Yes, Blaise?" Luna munched on one of the few safe candies she had packed.

"Why did you pack so much food? There's only going to be three of us."

Luna smiled. "There is going to be a surprise guest."

"Ah." Blaise replied. He returned his gaze to the sunset. It was best to either ignore or accept what Luna said. She was often proven correct.

A short while later, as the last of the suns light was dimming, there was a crunching sound behind them and the large wolf the was Jacob appeared by his side.

"Puppy." Blaise nodded to the shape-shifter. He gestured towards Luna. "This is my housemate, Luna Lovegood."

"Hello, Jacob. I like your aura." Luna gazed at the air surrounding the wolf. "It's not often you see someone with brown, white, and red all mixed together."

Blaise relaxed. Luna had told him a while ago about what a good aura looked like, and it was exactly as she described Jacobs. Brown for home and health, white for purity and protection, and red for courage and good fortune.

Now that he had Luna's subtle assurance that Jacob was not going to turn on him, he could accept that imprinting business.

He grinned and reached out, gently scratching behind Jacobs wolf ear. A mate who could turn into a large canine at a moments notice? Fine. A mate who would be loyal to him for the rest of their life? Brilliant. A mate who looked and acted like Jacob Black? Perfect.

"Black, follow me. I need to talk to you." Blaise stood and turned, walking towards the cliffs where he originally found out what Jacob was.

When they reached them, he turned to the wolf.

"Human form, please. I need to discuss this face to human face."

Jacob shot him a look. Chuckling, Blaise turned his back to the other and allowed him to change forms. There was some shuffling and the sound of pants being pulled on.

"'k, decent now." Jacob whispered.

Blaise turned around and had to stop himself from gaping at the other male. Muscles...Jacob was fit, and tanned all over and... Blaise cleared his throat. Jacobs gaze shifted from the ground to him. The look of desperation in the dark eyes made Blaise cringe slightly. He was the reason that the Alpha looked like that. And he did not like it.

"I did some reading last night." Jacob cocked his head to the side, a confused look on his face. "I have access to some... rare... books, and one of them has to do with canine shape-shifters and their culture. I found out some interesting information in there." Blaise leaned against the rock behind him, trying to appear as indifferent to this as his pure-blood heritage demanded. "I read about Imprinting."

Jacob flinched, taking a step forward he tried to say something. With a quick wave of his hand, Blaise silenced him and glued his feet to the ground with a nifty spell. He watched as the other male look at his feet, confusion evident in his expression.

"You have asked me what exactly I am. I need to impress on you that what I am about to tell you can not be told to anyone except your pack. Even by telling you I am breaking the security act, and if I was still living in Britain, I would be thrown in prison." He gazed into Jacobs eyes, his expression serious. "By telling you, I am not only endangering myself, but the others I live with. If you promise not to say anything to anyone outside of your pack, and only tell your pack if they swear to keep it secret, then nod."

Jacob stayed still for a moment, mulling things over. Finally, he nodded.

"Thank you. Well, as for what I am, I was born and raised in a pure-blooded wizard family. My mothers side has some creature blood in it called Locathah. Locathah's are a lizard like people, but since the blood is so diluted I only have the skills, to a certain extent, and some other abilities."

Blaise regarded the other, taking in his shocked expression. It seemed like now would be a good time to release the spells and see how Jacob was taking this...


Jacob

'I should say something... right?' Jacob thought watching as Blaise stepped towards him. 'What was I expecting anyways? I knew he wasn't human, but a wizard... something that I read about in comics... and something I've never even heard about before... Locathah, lizards?' Jacob's brow furrowed.

Blaise cleared his throat. "It's a lot to take in I... understand," He said.

Jacob shook his head and reached out, placing his hands on the sides of Blaise's neck carefully. "I'm just glad that you telling me," Jacob said stepping closer, drawing Blaise's body against his. Jacob leaned down, and placed his nose against the hallow of Blaise's throat. He smiled at the light shiver that passed through his mate's body, then hummed happily. "I don't care what you are, or if you have extra toes or a tail," Jacob said, and he swore Blaise chuckled. "Just as long as you'll be mine," Jacob looked into Blaise's dark eyes. "Because I'll always be yours,"

Blaise inhaled deeply, but didn't speak. Jacob grinned at him. "I could've told you I was an alien and you'd have been okay with it, right?" Blaise asked.

"Yup," Jacob said. "I mean, as long as you aren't a vampire I can live with it, I mean I can tolerate vampires, but they smell," Jacob squinted at Blaise. "You... don't like drink blood do you?"

Jacob figured that the face Blaise made was as close to rolling his eyes as Jacob would get. "No I don't drink blood," He said. "My kind doesn't have much in common with vampires at all," Blaise said.

Jacob smiled. "You'll have to teach me about your people. You seem to know all about my people," He said.

"In time," Blaise said pulling away. "Let's go, Luna's probably gotten herself into some type of trouble by now," He said. He lead Jacob back to where Luna was.

Luna was now sitting on the beach, a large blanket laid out with food on it. Jacob paused, seeing who else was sitting on the blanket. "Leah, what the hell are you doing here?" Jacob asked.

"Sam told me to come see who your mate was," Leah said boredly, she didn't look up. Her amber coloured eyes were fixed on the blond across from her. Jacob sniggered looking at Luna then back at Leah.

"So, what do you think?" Jacob asked.

"...beautiful," Leah mumbled, still looking at Luna. Jacob glanced at Blaise who had an eyebrow raised and an amused smirk on his lips.

"Really?" Jacob asked. Leah hummed then blinked rapidly and a blush formed on her cheeks. "Anyways, are you staying long?"

"Yea, Luna invited me to eat with you guys," Leah said looking down at her legs.

"Alright," Jacob said flopping down onto the blanket and crossing his legs before reaching forward and grabbing a sweet.

"Don't eat that!" Blaise grabbed Jacob's wrist and Jacob looked at him. "Lovegood, why in the world did you bring these? They are muggles,"

"I feel like I was just insulted," Jacob mumbled, staring at the innocent looking blue sweet now laying on his palm.

"It's all in good fun," Luna said with a soft smile. "And muggle isn't meant as an insult Jacob. Blaise just has a way of saying it to make it sound like it is," Luna said looked at Jacob. " Leah already had one, why not let Jacob have one. It's really fun," Luna picked up a yellow wrapped candy and slowly unwrapped it. "Those ones are my favourite Jacob, really interesting,"

Jacob eyed the strange girl for a few seconds before lifting the candy carefully. He examined it, turning it over, it looked normal. It had a large 'W' stamped into it. It smelt like blueberries and cream. Blaise was eyeing him, it was a mix between amusement, and possibly annoyance.

"Oh just eat it already," Blaise said.

That sent of tiny alarms in Jacob's mind and he eyed Blaise. "You eat it," Jacob said holding the candy out for Blaise who made a face.

"I don't like sweets," Blaise said.

Luna mouthed the word 'liar' behind his back before smiling at Jacob.

"How about we both eat half," Jacob suggested pinching the candy in half then handing have to Blaise.

Blaise made a face and took the offered half of candy from Jacob's large hand and put it into his mouth at the same time that Jacob did. The two boy's hair stood quickly on end and began flashing bright colours. Jacob's eyes went wide and he laughed loudly. Luna was giggling and even Leah was laughing.

Jacob frozen suddenly when Blaise was laughing too. Jacob blinked rapidly and he stared at his mate. Blaise's face was alight with amusement, his smile was perfect, and his laugh was deep and made Jacob's heart flutter. Jacob smiled dreamily at Blaise as he regained his composure. "You should laugh and smile more," Jacob finally said reaching forward and tracing Blaise's jaw slowly.

Blaise stared at Jacob for a few second's apparently shocked by the sudden affection and Jacob blushed and pulled his hand away, putting it in his lap.

"S-sorry," Jacob said looking out towards the water. "I tend to act before I think,"

Blaise cleared his throat. "It's not that bad... I'm just not used to being touched," Blaise said.

Jacob looked at him carefully. "Oh," Jacob cleared his throat.

"Blaise," Luna said softly and all eyes fell on her. "Why don't we play a game," She said smiling.

"A game? Seriously Luna?" Blaise asked.

"Yea, twenty questions, to get to know each other," Luna said glancing at Leah. "You and Jacob will play and Leah and I will play out own game,"

"We don't have to," Jacob said, seeing the discomfort in Blaise's eyes. "Let's just eat," He said reaching over and grabbed a half of sandwich. "Keeps things easy," He said smiling.

Blaise nodded slowly, grabbing his own sandwich.

"I do have a question though," Jacob mumble after a few minutes of slightly awkward silence.

Blaise looked at him. "What?"

Jacob frowned, thinking of how he wanted to word his question. Finally, not being able to find a way to ask in a intelligent way, decided to just be blunt. "What do you want me to be to you?" Jacob asked looking up at Blaise. "I can be anything you want me to be; a friend, a brother, a punching bag, a boyfriend," Jacob blushed at the last part, looking down again. "You don't have to answer right away.... I just wanna know, y'know?"


Blaise

A punching bag?What kind of people was Jacob used to if he thought that Blaise would use him as a punching bag? Blaise knew the extent of the imprinting. Jacob's survival pretty much depended on his accepting him. And he would be a punching bag if Blaise had asked him to.

But no. Blaise would never abuse him like that.

He glanced at Luna and she nodded.

Turning to Leah, she smiled and stood and held out her hand. "Leah, let's go look at the Crumpled Snorelacks."

The other girl followed her, looking confused (but adoring). "What's a Snorelack?"

Blaise watched as they walked off before turning his attention to Jacob.

"Jacob."

The other male kept his gaze on the ground.

"Jacob, in order for me to answer that question, you have to know some things about my past. It... Not all of it was pretty."

Jacob raised his gaze, cocking his head to the side. "Tell me?"

Blaise quirked the corner of his lips in a small smile. "I will tell you some of it. I've been raised to keep things to myself, so I won't tell you all of it at once. Just the key parts."

Jacob nodded, shifting closer to him.

"Okay..." Blaise ran his hand through his hair and let out a gusty breath. "My family is what you would consider an old blooded family. Only marrying other old blooded people and that sort of thing. My mother was married seven times, conveniently widowed seven times. She was very mysterious, never told me which of her ex-husbands was my father, and I believe that even she did not truely know. Her side of the family had diluted creature blood in it, my Locathah side. She raised me properly, raised me to believe that everyone else was beneith me."

Blaise paused, trying to think of how to tell Jacob about the war without confusing him. "You may remember the 'terrorist' activity going on in Europe recently?"

Jacob nodded, a puzzled and slightly worried expression settling on his face. "The bombings and kidnappings, right?"

"Yes. Well, they were not exactly the terrorists that people thought they were. Wizarding Europe was in the middle of a war at the time. A Dark Lord named Voldemort was attempting to take over our world. We Zabini's were well known for being neutral in any and all conflicts, but this war was affecting everyone. So I joined the side that was out to defeat Voldemort and his followers. Because of my tracking abilities that came with being a Locathah, I was primarily tracking down and bringing back dead or alive allies and finding those who were to be killed.

"Because of the war and all of the things I witness, I cannot trust that easily. I try, but I have been raised in a level of society where there was backstabbing and distrust in every corner. I... I trust you more than I appear to, after all, I have not told anyone this."

Blaise hesitantly reached his hand out, placing it on top of Jacobs slightly larger one. He peered into Jacobs eyes, trying to convey his sincerity, no matter how much it bruised his Zabini pride.

"I want you to be everything. My friend. My brother. My boyfriend." Blaise paused, shifting a hand through his hair. "But never a punching bag."

Jacob sat beside his silently, his eyes now locked on their hands. Several moments passed with him sitting frozen as a statue. Finally, he turned his hand over, grasping Blaise's hand in his own.

"So..." Blaise raised an enquiring brow, waiting for him to finish. "My boyfriend, hm?"

Blaise grinned.


Jacob

He accepted.

Blaise accepted him.

Jacob grinned widely and stared at Blaise for a while, then blushed as reality hit him like a truck.

He didn't have the first idea about being in a relationship with another guy.

"What is it?" Blaise asked and Jacob looked at him.

"Just... embarrassed I guess," Jacob admitted.

"Why?" Blaise asked.

"...Never thought about being in love with another guy... Don't really know.... how it works," Jacob said.

Blaise snorted. "It's not much different from dating a girl. Just don't buy me any damn flowers or I'll make you eat them," He said and Jacob smiled again.

"Right, no flowers," Jacob said. "Anything else?" He asked.

"I think that's it for now," Blaise said.

When it came time for Blaise and Luna to leave, Leah was still in a bit of a daze, and Jacob was trying not to laugh at her as he waved at Luna and Blaise.

"You are so gonna be whipped," Jacob said and Leah glared at him.

"I am not," She said punching him.

"Ow," Jacob hissed and rubbed his arm as he followed Leah back towards the Rez. "You shouldn't hit that hard!"

"Why not?" Leah asked.

"Because you're a girl," Jacob said.

"You're so immature," Leah said.

Jacob rolled his eyes. "I wonder how Sam's gonna react when he founds out you've imprinted too," He said.

"You're not going to tell him a damn thing or I'm going to kill you," Leah said.

Jacob grinned. "Oh yes I am," Jacob took off running, and Leah chased after him.

"Jacob Black! I am going to kill you!" Leah yelled.

"You've got to catch me first," Jacob phased as he jumped over a fallen tree.

"Bastard!" Leah phased and chased after him.

("Come on, it's not that bad,") Jacob said laughing.

("It's none of Sam's damn business,") Leah nipped at Jacob's tail and he yelped and speed up.

("Don't be a baby,") Jacob said skidding to a stop outside of Emily's house.

Leah tackled him, her smaller body hitting his side full force, but it wasn't enough to knock him over. Didn't stop her from biting him as hard as she could.

("Ow, you psycho!") Jacob shook her off and rushed up onto the porch, where each of the pack members kept a set of clothes and phased, pulling on a pair of shorts as Leah came onto the porch growling. "Okay, I'll keep my mouth shut, but he's gonna smell it on you. The rest of the pack will too. If you hadn't noticed, when we imprint our scent changes so the rest of the pack doesn't try to mate with you," Jacob shivered as he entered the house, to give Leah a bit of privacy so she could shift back and dress.

"Hello Jacob," Emily greeted with a smile on her scarred face. "So, how was it?"

Jacob sat in one of the chairs and leaned back with a big grin on his face. "He said yes," Jacob said.

"Don't lean back in my chairs, if you break it I'm going to make you build me a new one," Sam growled as he came into the main room of the house.

Jacob rolled his eyes and put all four of the chair's legs on the ground with a soft thud. "Happy?" He asked.

"Very," Sam said as Leah came into the house, her brother trailing behind her.

"Jake!" Seth rushed over and claimed the chair next to him quickly.

"Hey punk," Jacob said ruffling Seth's hair.

"So, how was your mate?" Seth asked and Jacob looked at him. "What? I can smell too," Seth said.

Leah sat in the seat farthest away from Sam and started to make herself a plate of food.

"So, what did you learn about him?" Sam asked, making Jacob growl. "I need to know that he's not a threat, that's all,"

"He's obviously not," Jacob said looking away.

"Blaise is fine," Leah said. "I don't think that him, or the other new comers are any problem of ours,"

Sam crossed his arms. "You said he wasn't fully human, right?"

"Yea, but he's not dangerous," Jacob said. "Just trust me. I wouldn't do anything to put the pack in danger and you know that Sam,"

"I know," Sam said.

"Relax hun," Emily said patting his shoulders. "You worry to much,"

"Their pack is interesting," Leah said and everyone looked at her a bit surprised. "What? They are. Blaise isn't fully human, the two going to the school, Harry and Draco they've got abilities. Even the adults are different," She said.

"How do you know that?" Jacob asked.

"Luna told me," Leah said a smile coming to her lips and she looked at Sam, directly in the eyes, a very defiant action. "If you hurt any of them, I will kill you myself, got it?" She threatened before getting up and leaving.

Jacob blinked a few times. "I'm going to have to remember not to make fun of Luna in front of her," Jacob muttered and began piling food on his plate.

The next day, Jacob decided to venture into Forks, and to where Blaise was staying. He didn't need the address, his senses lead him. When he came to a stop outside the house, he stared at it for a moment before going to the door and knocking.

Luna answered the door, and smiled. "Hello Jacob," She said. "Blaise is out back," She said. "You can walk through, no one else is home," She said moving out of the way, letting Jacob in before closing the door.

"Wow," Jacob said looking around.

"It's very nice," Luna said leading him through the house and to the back yard. "Blaise likes to garden when he thinks, or to relax. It's a lot like Harry actually. It's the strangest thing, you'd think he wouldn't like to get dirty, but he doesn't mind all that much," She said sliding open the glass door. "Don't be shy. None of the plants bite, at least not this time of year,"

Jacob looked at her for a few seconds then shook his head and went into the backyard. He spotted Blaise quickly.

Blaise was kneeling down in front of a strange looking with large floppy brown leaves, and a fuzzy black stem.

"It's used in a potion to help werewolves and shape-shifters not notice the smell of vampires," Blaise said not looking up from the plant. "It's called Canine paw, which doesn't really make sense to me," Blaise looked up at Jacob.

"Hi," Jacob said blushing a bit. "I know I shouldn't just show up like this, but you weren't at the beach, and I wasn't thinking about the fact that one of the Cullens might be here,"

"You should've been more worried about if Lupin was here or not," Blaise said cryptically and Jacob tilted his head in confusion. "Never mind, a story for a different time," Blaise said. "How are you?"

"Great, now that I'm here," Jacob said truthfully as he poked a bubbling blue and yellow plant with heart shaped leaves. "These plants are so creepy looking," He said.

Blaise grabbed Jacob's hand. "The juice in that bubble you're poking is used by werewolves in mating season. It smells very good I hear, and goes straight between the legs if you know what I mean," Blaise said with a raised eyebrow and a nod towards Jacob's crotch. "I'm sure it'd have a similar affect on you,"

Jacob blushed and decided to put his hands in his lap. "Why do you have so many strange plants?"

"They are used in potions, and Draco and I both tend to brew a lot when we're bored. And I actually enjoyed Herbology," Blaise said.

"Potions? Like a witch and cauldron, potion?" Jacob asked.

"Still hasn't completely sunk in has it?" Blaise asked and Jacob shook his head. "It takes a while, but don't worry. For a muggle shifter, you're taking it well,"

"Wait, there are shifters in your world too?" Jacob asked.

"They are called animagi, and almost everyone has a form. Although usually they aren't like your type. They are just normal animals, no super strength, increased speed, stamina. Just normal animals," Blaise said. "Sometimes you can choose your animal, if your powerful enough, most of the time you don't," Blaise smiled a little. "A friend of mine from back home, hates cats, and her animagi is a cat, she was furious for months,"

Jacob smiled. "Cool,"

"Yes, cool," Blaise said. "So, how was your day?"

"Boring, I actually had to go to school today," Jacob said, he laid back in the grass and took a deep breath. "Usually I try to get patrols on school days so I only have to go half the day, but my dad yelled at Sam, made him give me a few days off. So I don't patrol for two days," Jacob turned his head to look at Blaise, who was still sitting on his knees.

"Sam, is he your alpha?" Blaise asked.

Jacob made a face. "Yea,"

Blaise looked at Jacob. "I thought you were alpha,"

"I could be, but I don't want to be," Jacob said and Blaise raised an eyebrow.

"Why?" Blaise asked.

"Basically... Its to much responsibility, you've got to be so serious all the time. I'm a laid back, fun person," Jacob said. "Sam can be the alpha for all I care, as long as he doesn't do anything stupid,"

"What defines stupid in your book?" Blaise asked.

"Fighting with the Cullens. Yea, they annoy the hell out of me, and they smell bad, but they haven't actually done anything wrong," Jacob said.

Blaise hummed. "You don't like to fight?" He asked.

"No, I love to fight, it's exciting. But most of the time I only like to fight when I'm messing around with my pack mates or when I'm protecting someone, which has only happened a few times," Jacob said looking at Blaise. "What about you?"

"Just because you're strong enough to fight, doesn't mean you should," Blaise explained.

"You're right," Jacob sat up, bracing himself on his hands. He stared at Blaise for a few minutes, studying his mate's face carefully. "Blaise?"

"Yes?" Blaise hadn't looked away from Jacob either.

"Can I... Can I kiss you?" Jacob asked quietly.

Blaise licked his lips self-consciously. "Yeah."

Jacob moved forward slowly, nervously. He pressed his lips against the corner of Blaise's mouth first, then fully against Blaise's lips, reaching a hand up to cup the back of his neck.

Blaise returned the slight pressure before moving his lips a bit. Jacob's eyes closed and he returned the motion before pulling away, blushing.

Jacob laughed nervously and pulled away completely, leaving about a foot of space between them.

"What?" Blaise asked.

"First kiss," Jacob said looking away.

"Really?" Blaise asked. Jacob nodded blushing more. "How old are you?"

"Fifteen," Jacob whispered and Blaise's eyes went wide. "Why? H-How old are you?"

"Eighteen," Blaise said.

"Oh.. well, are you okay with, being with someone younger?" Jacob asked.

"If it's you," Blaise said and Jacob looked at him. "What, did you think I'd push you away now?" He asked.

"I don't know," Jacob said.

"Well sorry to disappoint you, but you're stuck with me now Jacob," Blaise said standing, he brushed off his clothes, although he was barely dirty. Jacob grinned and got to his feet.

"Good to know," Jacob stated.