Author Note:

Random: HI! I updated faster this time! And it's longer! So I understand that I'm make some of you mad because of the Kett thing, but it has to happen for them both to figure out their feelings, so don't kill me! *hides behind Hikaru*

Kaoru: DISCLAIMER: She doesn't own anything!

Hikaru: WARNINGS: Language, because Kendall is a bad-ass!

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Kendall stared at the extravagant building in front of him, then down at his clothes, then the building, then Jett's cloths, then the building again. He sighed. He should have known that Jett would do something like this. They where parked outside of the Royal Café, one of the most prestigious and hardest to get into places in L.A.

The Royal Café was grossly misnamed. It was not one of those cozy little cafés you find tucked away in some corner between a flower shop and an electronic store. No! The Royal Café was the fanciest restaurant in all of L.A., where all the A class celebrities come to eat. It was a five star restaurant just for the complementary bread alone! Kendall had to, literally, hold his jaw to keep it from dropping when Jett pulled up to the café.

Kendall looked down at his dress shirt again. He was vastly underdressed, in a plain red dress shirt, black slacks and a black pair of Vans. He felt himself blush in embarrassment. He should have taken notice to what Jett was wearing. The shorter boy was dressed considerably nicer, but he had been too preoccupied with the possibility of James mauling Jett that he hadn't noticed until now. If he had, he would have gone and changed into something nicer. Damn it! Why did he agree to this! And why was he even here? Shouldn't Jett had taken him to like a nice restaurant like Olive Garden or something? Not the most expensive place in town? Hell, Kendall would have been fine with the diner a block away!

Speaking of which, he wondered if it was too late to convince Jett to go there instead.

The door opened next to him and he looked up to see that the valet had opened the door for him…well fuck, guess the dinner suggestion is out. He sighed and got out of the car heading to Jett who was waiting for him by the red carpet. There was a fucking red carpet. Jett smiled at him and held out his arm, so Kendall could take it. Kendall stared blankly at it for a second, then continued to the doors of the fancy eatery.

Kendall was slightly pissed at Jett. Not only had he not told Kendall that they were going to come here, but he was acting like this was a date and like he was the girl! Kendall's taller, Jett should be the girl! He crossed his arms in front of the hosts podium as he waited for Jett to catch up, grumbling. "This was a bad idea." He could hear James' voice mocking him.

Jett came up behind Kendall and placed a hand on the small of his back. "Reservation for Stetson." He said. Kendall wanted to rip off the arm on his back as it guided him to a secluded booth. The table had one candle and rose on the right side of the table near the wall and a cloth purple napkin and plate set on either side. The atmosphere was romantic and the lighting made it feel cozy.

Kendall wanted to puke.

Once they where seated, a waiter came up to them to take there drinks. "Hello. Welcome to the Royal Café. My name is Kyle and I will be your waiter tonight. What may I get you to drink?" The waiter, Kyle, asked. He was a tall young man, not much older than Kendall himself, with red hair and bright blue eyes.

Jett smiled, answering before Kendall could. "We will take some of your finest sparkling wine."

Kyle nodded. "Very well. I will be out with your drinks and bread shortly." And then he was gone to fetch just that.

Kendall looked down at his menu, deciding to wait until Kyle had taken their orders to chew Jett out, and nearly choked at the price range of the food. How was Jett possibly paying for this?

As if Jett was reading his mind he spoke, "Get anything you want, Kendork. Money is no issue."

Kendall glance up at him then at his menu and mentally snickered. This could be a payback for all the wasted money he had to spend on fixing things with him and Jo. He paused and mentally groaned. He couldn't do that to Jett. Damn it and his good nature.

Kyle came back with two champagne glasses, two glasses of water, bread, and a bottle of sparkling wine in a bucket of ice. He set the glasses in front of the two boys and then poured the drinks. He set the bottle with the ice on the table and took out a note pad. "Are you ready to order?" He asked. They both ordered, Kendall getting something not too expensive, but not too cheap, and Kyle bowed and left the two alone.

Kendall watched as Kyle walked away and waited for him to get out of ear-shot, once he was Kendall turned to Jett, eyes angry. "What the hell!" Kendall exclaimed a little too loudly. Kendall blushed and cleared his throat, trying again, quieter. "What the hell!"

Jett looked at Kendall in amusement. "What is it?"

"What are we doing here?" Kendall asked angrily. "This is the most exclusive restaurant in L.A. Why the hell are we here?"

Jett chuckled taking a sip of his non-alcoholic drink. "This is where I wished to take you. Is it not to your liking?"

"That's not… I mean, damn it." Kendall sighed. "Why didn't you tell me? I would have dressed differently. I feel…exposed here." The blond said, playing with his hands in his lap.

Jett smiled softly. "You look wonderful, Kendall." Kendall blushed and took a sip of his own drink, Jett chuckled. "And I wanted it to be a surprise."

"Mission accomplished." Kendall mumbled, taking a bite of the complementary bread and nearly melted at the taste. God that is the best bread he has ever tasted. He took some more bread and put it on his plate. "Okay, better question. How did you even get in here?"

Jett watched as Kendall devoured his third piece of bread. "My parents own the place." He said bluntly.

Kendall nearly choked. He quickly grabbed his water to wash down the piece of bread he almost choked on. "W-What?"

Jett couldn't help but laugh. "My parents, Derek and Lizzy Deviation own this restaurant chain and I called my mother to set up the reservation. I go by my mothers maiden name so I can earn things on my own, like roles or modeling gigs, plus it's a good way to see how the staff treats their customers." Jett took another sip of his drink and watched Kendall in amusement.

Some where around the middle of Jett's speech Kendall's jaw had dropped. "Y-You're Derek and Lizzy Deviation's SON!" He squeaked.

Jett nodded slowly. "Yes."

"How is that… why do you… I don't… where… why are…what?" Kendall spluttered.

Jett laughed again. Watching Kendall figure out what he had just said was highly amusing. "I am their son. I just don't use the name, because of the reasons I told you. I want to make a name for myself, by myself. Not because of who my parents are."

Kendall slumped back in his seat, staring at Jett. He didn't know what to think. Jett was the son of one of the most wealthiest families, and then Jett didn't even want to use his parents money to his advantage. Even though that made Jett seem noble and hard working, that just meant he was a rich boy and Jett was most likely a snobbish rich boy.

"Kendall," Jett said softly, "I know what your thinking and I'm not." He took Kendall's hand in his. "I grew up around snobbish high-class bastards and I vowed when I was younger that I would not turn out like them." The shorter brunet finished, looking deeply into Kendall's green orbs.

Kendall swallowed harshly, getting lost in the blue-green of Jett's eyes. As if on cue, Kyle reappeared next to their table holding two plates of delicious looking food. Kendall quickly withdrew his hand from Jett's and looked down at the plate of food Kyle put in front of him. What was going on? He couldn't be falling for Jett. Sure, Kendall thought he was attractive, but Jett was a jerk, an ass, a boy he despised, he shouldn't be falling for him. These feelings he was feeling he'd only felt for one other boy, and that was James, but even then the feelings for James were more intense. But that didn't make sense, if the feelings he felt for Jett were the same as the ones for James, but lessened did that mean he was falling for James? No, those feelings he'd felt for James were just feelings of friendship, not love, so what he was feeling for Jett was friendship? Okay he needed to stop thinking now, he was just succeeding in confusing himself. He took his fork and scooped up some of the food and put it in his mouth, moaning at the delicious taste. This place was amazing.

Jett ate quietly as he watched the blond in front of him think. He found it quite funny when Kendall's face scrunched slightly in confusion, but then softened and his eyes would shine with pure love. Jett almost choked when they did. Kendall was in love? Who could he possible be in love with. It wasn't him, that was for sure, but why was Kendall out with him if he was in love with someone else. Then it dawned on him, Kendall didn't know that he was in love! Well now Jett had a predicament, he could be nice and help Kendall realize his love for whoever he was in love with, or try to turn that look of love to himself. He chuckled softly as he drank for him Champagne glass, he guess he'd do the right thing and help the other blond, seeing as how he'd changed and all, but that didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun along the way.

He was brought out of his musings by a happy moan from Kendall. "Food good?" He asked.

Kendall nodded vigorously. "Amazing! Never tasted something so good!" Kendall said.

Jett chuckled, swirling the liquid in his glass around. "I'm glad." Jett found it a pity that the blond was already in love. It would have been so much more fun to have the green eyed boy fall in love with him. Oh well, if life gives you lemons…

The rest of the dinner was spent with light conversation and laughter. Kendall learned so much about the other boy and he was starting to really enjoy the others company. Jett was actually a pretty fun guy. He knew how to crack a joke at least. Kendall was actually surprised that Jett never pulled out his mirror throughout the whole dinner. Kendall guessed the jerk had change, at least somewhat.

They were walking back up to the Palm Woods when jerk Jett reared it's ugly head. They had just made it to the lobby when a girl around their age ran up to Jett.

"Oh my god! Your Jett Stetson! You were on New Town High!" The girl said.

Jett smiled charmingly at her. "Yes, I was."

"I just loved you on-" Kendall tuned her out from there, rolling his eyes. He never understood that show anyway. It was just a huge stereotypical drama. He didn't understand why everyone liked it so much. Kendall was thinking about interrupting the bitch so he could say good bye and leave, when what the girl said caught his attention.

"So are you busy right now?" She asked twirling her hair.

Jett nodded. "Yes. I was just about to walk Kendall back-" the girl interrupted him.

"What blondie over there. Come on, ditch him and come with me." She flirted.

"I'm sorry but-"

"He's nobody and besides-" She leant forward to whisper something into Jett's ear that Kendall couldn't hear.

Kendall didn't stay to find out

He stormed off to the stairs. He was pissed, of course Jett would go with her. She was practically offering herself on a sliver platter. The slut. Kendall didn't want to be there when the brunet jerk agreed. The night was going so well too. The date had-wait! It wasn't a date! Why did he even care?

Damn it! Now he was confused again. He was confused and angry and… and… knew exactly what he needed. He stood in front of 2J and could feel himself relax at the thought of James on the other side. James could help him relieve his frustration and clear his head. All the thoughts and feelings about James and Jett would make sense once he saw James. He'd never wanted to see James so badly, he felt like he had betrayed him somehow, and he ached for it.

He needed James, he ached for James, he felt like he needed to make up for something. He opened the door and found James sitting on the couch.

"Hey, how'd the date go?" The brunet pretty boy asked.

Kendall looked at James, the feelings he felt for Jett earlier came flooding back, but this time for James and ten times more intense. He was confused and pissed again and without another word Kendall grabbed James hand and lead him down the hall and to their room.

*CHAPTER FINIS*

Random: *Hides behind table as rocks are pelted at her* I KNOW! You all are smutt deprived and I'm horrible for leaving it there.

Hikaru: She just likes to torture you.

Random: DO NOT! That's just how I ended it! It would have been to long if I added it. SORRY!

Kaoru: Now I bet your going to make them wait.

Random: NO! ...hopefully

Twins: *Face palm*

Random: Ehehehe. Anyway, review please or is it comment now? Whatever it is, please tell me what you thought!

Random & Twins: Until next time! Peaceness!