This story would have been updated months ago but I didn't have proper access to a computer, with internet. So I'm really hoping this chapter was worth the unnecessarily long wait.

-SawyerSeville19

Alvin sighed out a breath as he looked out the window in his math class. He was determined to avoid looking at Ricky by any means necessary. If it was possible, he was even more confused than in the beginning. Simon kissing him had brought out feelings he had forgotten. And to make things even more complicated, they were stronger than ever before. And he can't forget his attraction to Ricky too.

He rested his cheek in his hand and looked towards the whiteboard. Why did all this have to happen to him? It was a surprise he hadn't exploded from the pressure and pour every detail out to Simon yet.

He shifted his eyes in thought. What would he tell Ricky? Now that he thought about it, telling the other boy he didn't want to be with him was more complicated than it seemed. He knew Ricky well enough to know he would want to know who he was more interested in. And what if he found out it was Simon he wanted to be with? What would Ricky do?

Alvin let out a soft whine and closed his eyes, lowering his face towards his desk. Every time he thought about the whole thing, he found more reasons to stress over. He was constantly tense and on edge, more so now that Ricky was making more frequent visits to his house. He had to make his presence know since Ricky was his friend. It only made sense he would hang out with him. And the last thing he needed was to add even more for Simon to notice.

Since their kiss, Simon had been trying to be more affectionate towards him. Alvin was in too complicated of a predicament to allow Simon to go there. He was too confused about where they stood, even though they should be together, he just couldn't be with Simon like that while he was mixed up with Ricky at the same time. It was hard for him…he needed to choose. But who?

Law aside, Alvin knew he wanted to be with Simon. He didn't care if it was wrong, he couldn't ignore the feeling Simon stirred within him.

But Ricky was different too. He had never seen someone so straightforward like Ricky was. Simon could be too, but even the "dominant" between him and his younger brother could be very shy and timid. But Ricky had the confident nature Alvin once harbored. Yes…once. Ever since he met Ricky, Alvin became more withdrawn. He has yet to figure out exactly how that happened. Maybe Ricky was just slightly more intimidating, or it could be because he was more used to being subdued. He didn't know. And thinking of himself in what he felt was a "weak" manner wasn't something he liked doing. He decided to switch his thoughts to his schoolwork. He's been neglecting it for the longest time and was now nearly failing all his classes.

To make things even worse, progress reports were coming out this Friday.

Alvin put his pencil down and pulled at the sides of his hat. I don't need more to fucking stress about! I have too much to think of as it is! And Dave's gonna yell at me about my grades until he loses his voice! He growled and put his head down into the crook of his arm.

The teacher took notice to Alvin's lack of paying attention and snapped, "Mr. Seville!"

Alvin's head shot up and he glared at the teacher. "What?" he hit his desk with his fists.

The teacher was shocked by Alvin's outburst but she soon recovered. "You're already close to failing this class for the semester. I suggest you pay attention."

Alvin stood abruptly, ignoring the other students watching him in surprise. "I don't care about this crap! I have more important things to deal with as it is! I suggest you do your damn job and leave me alone!" He stormed out of the classroom, slamming the door behind him.

Ricky and the other students stared at the door in stunned silence. He looked towards the teacher who was also shocked speechless. No one had expected Alvin to just freak out. To a lot of them, he looked as though he'd just lost his mind. But Ricky new better, he knew Alvin had been out of it for a while now. He rested his chin in his palm and thought.

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After school, Simon and Theodore were headed home. "Why aren't we waiting for Alvin?" Simon asked Theodore.

"Because," Theodore began, "Alvin sent me a text saying he was at home. He had gotten out early." Theodore spotted Eleanor across the street and waved. "I'm gonna go to the girls' house for a while." Simon nodded and watched his brother cross the street and catch up with them.

He looked ahead in thought. He wasn't very surprised Alvin had told Theodore what he was doing. But he was slightly hurt he had left him out of the loop. He was hoping he and Alvin were making progress. But he knew they weren't. Ever since he had kissed Alvin, it seemed like he was drifting even further away. So much for that idea…

"Hey, Simon," Ricky called, catching up with him. Simon smiled at him.

"Hey Ricky, what's up?" he asked. Ricky put his hands in his pockets, walking alongside him.

"I wanted to tell you what happened with Alvin today," he answered. Simon looked at Ricky.

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Alvin sighed as he closed his bedroom door. Finally freed from Dave's wrath, at least until he sees his grades that is. He looked at the lock on his door. He knew Simon would want to come in and interrogate him almost as soon as he gets home.

"I'm really not up for that," he told himself softly and locked his door. He kicked off his shoes and removed his red T-shirt, now wearing his black tank top and dark blue jeans. I just need some time to just think...though I don't know why. It's all I do now… He plopped onto his bed, lying on his stomach and closed his eyes.

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Simon walked slowly as he continued his way home, digesting what Ricky had told him. It was odd, Alvin acting out like he had today. He wondered what was going on inside his brother's head to make him react the way he had.

Now I have to decide if I want to approach Alvin now, or later… He eventually made it home and stood outside as he made his decision.

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From a distance, Alvin heard the front door close. He opened his eyes part way and listened to the footsteps. Based on how light they were, he knew they were Simon's. Theodore must be at the Chipettes' house…he realized. He listened as the footsteps climbed up the stairs and walked past his door and into Simon's room. He heard the door close.

That was weird. Alvin became more alert and on his guard than he normally did. I don't have time to worry about if Simon heard what happened today…

But the pounding of his heart resumed. He didn't know how to feel about Simon ignoring him the way he just did. Simon had made it a habit to just sit and talk with him after school. Most of what he tried to understand about Alvin went unanswered. But Alvin had always enjoyed just having Simon with him.

Now that he hadn't come by, Alvin found himself unsure on how to react to the change. He was free to dwell in whatever was going on in his head. Simon wasn't there to eventually drag his mind from his troubling thoughts. He had never realized how much Simon's presence helped him until now. The desire to have Simon near him grew with every second he knew he was home, but not with him.

If it was possible, his desire for Simon was growing. His was for Simon in multiple ways, talking, joking, hanging out, arguing, and even sexually, was increasing and just by Simon's choice to ignore him this afternoon.

He buried his face in his pillow, not sure what to do about this sudden change.

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Simon sighed as he lay on his bed. He, naturally, finished all his homework during the day. So he had nothing to do but lie there and think. He had chosen to ignore Alvin this time in hopes that his older brother would start coming to him. He didn't have to go out of his way and know at the same time he wasn't going to make any progress with his brother. Though he remembered that Alvin needed for him to be more persistent, it would also help Alvin to realize he actually wanted to talk to Simon on his own.

Of course Simon was also used to just sitting and talking to Alvin. He would eventually see his brother relax and start to smile and even laugh a little, as he brought his mind from the never-ending thoughts that plagued him all the time now. He couldn't help but wonder how Alvin was coping with the change of routine, and started to feel guilty for not at lest giving him forewarning.

But then again, he didn't tell me he had left school early either…and he knew I'd eventually find out, and that I'd rather find out from him…so it's even now. But Simon wasn't one for getting even with someone, let alone his family. But I have to make him start coming to me…it's the only way he will start to open up…

He sighed and closed his eyes. There was a knock on his door and he looked towards it. Alvin couldn't have come to him already…could he? "It's open," he said, sitting up.

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At hearing Simon's voice Alvin almost backed out of his decision. His head was spinning and his heart racing. His desire to be close to Simon was unbelievably overwhelming and he briefly wondered how easily Simon would catch it. He eased the door open and went in far enough to shut the door behind him. But he remained by the door, as though not sure if he wanted to be there.

"Alvin?" Simon stood slowly before going over to him. Alvin kept his eyes downcast, already knowing what would happen once Simon saw them. He wasn't sure what would take place after he saw them, just that he would be able to read them.

Simon was soon close enough to Alvin, and he lifted his chin up gently. Alvin focused on Simon's shirt, still reluctant to let their eyes meet. Simon gently kissed Alvin's cheek, causing a bright blush to ignite on his older brother's face.

He gently turned Alvin's head so he could whisper in his ear, "I don't have to see your eyes, to see your desire, Alvin." Alvin shivered involuntarily and looked into Simon's gray eyes as he pulled back. Simon smiled. "You still underestimate me."

Alvin didn't know what to say. He wasn't sure how to feel about being with Simon intimately. His body was clearly crying out for it, that's the only reason Simon would do what he was doing. All he wanted was to rid his mind of these thoughts, and chatting with Simon was starting to get old anyway.

"You're thinking too much, Alvin," Simon said, gently guiding his brother from the door.

"Am I?" he asked, knowing it was a stupid question. But it was all he could manage. Simon didn't give an answer. He sat Alvin onto the edge of his bed and removed his brother's cap and black tank top.

Alvin watched him as he removed his own clothing, his mind started to drift once more. "Alvin," Simon called gently. Alvin blinked his eyes into focus and found Simon on top of him, his weight gently pinning him to the bed. Of all the things he could have done, Alvin blushed.

Simon smiled.

"Stop thinking so much, Alvin," he said gently. Alvin looked up at him, opening his mouth to reply, but Simon stopped the words with a kiss. Alvin's back arched, pulling Simon deeper in the kiss, his blush deepening at the way his body responded to the simple action.

Simon was ready for the action though. With the way Alvin's body was giving off his desire, Simon knew what to expect. And he also knew how to satisfy it.

Alvin was in ecstasy. He could only concentrate on what Simon was doing to him. It would always be a mystery to the older brother on how the younger somehow always knew how to take care of him.

His body had already experienced two orgasms and Simon didn't seem ready to stop anytime soon despite the fact. He had never seen Simon so intent on causing him pleasure until now. Alvin was clinging to the headboard, his legs held captive by Simon so he could penetrate him in whatever fashion he desired. And right now he was set on doing so in a rough and quick manner.

Alvin gasped and bucked, or did what he could given he had no real control on his legs and thighs since Simon held the said body parts in his grip. He couldn't see well since his eyes were completely glossed over. He couldn't breathe properly due to the speed his heart was going. His body was soaked in sweat, and if it weren't for his high stamina, he would have been wiped out thanks to how long he and Simon had been going at it. He could feel a third orgasm creeping up on him, and didn't know how many more Simon was set on having him experience before he decided on stopping.

Simon's pace didn't shift in the slightest as he himself came once more. He just rode it out and continued penetrating his brother. He was certain that despite the obvious pleasure he was causing his brother, he would be sore later. He briefly wondered how Alvin would look when he walked later. The thought made him smirk mentally. He was surprised he had all the stamina and energy to keep their activity going as long as he had. Maybe it was from lack of being with Alvin in this manner for such a long time. It was a wonder Alvin had been able to last for so long without it. But then again, Alvin had been very thoughtful most of the time. It was likely he hadn't even realized it.

Theodore walked into the house and into the kitchen. He grabbed an apple and was about to take a bite out of it until he heard the noise coming from upstairs. Apple frozen in the airs, his eyes shifted to the ceiling. He lowered his gaze back to the apple, feeling his face grow hot. I have got to stop walking in at these times… Losing his appetite, which was hard to do, he set the apple down and left, heading back to the Chipettes' house.

Eleanor opened the door. "Theodore?" One look at his face and she knew the reason. She blushed as well. "Wanna help me make dinner, Teddy?" Theodore smiled.

"Sure thing, Ellie," he said and they went into the kitchen to get started. He didn't know when his appetite had come back, but he didn't think on it too much.

In her room, Brittany brushed out her long auburn hair. Jeanette kept her company, sitting on her sister's bed reading her latest book. "Jeanette," Brittany said, looking at her sister through the mirror.

Jeanette lifted her gaze from her book and met Brittany's reflection's eyes. "Yes?"

Brittany set her brush down and turned towards Jeanette. "Come here." Jeanette sighed and looked back at her book.

"What for?" she asked. Brittany played with her hair, which fell down to the small of her back.

"Just come here, would you?" she asked, folding her arms over her chest. Jeanette sighed, bookmarked her page, and went over to Brittany.

"Yes?" she asked again. Brittany stood and motioned for Jeanette to sit in her chair. Jeanette did so and Brittany turned her towards the mirror.

Not comfortable with staring at herself like Brittany was, Jeanette looked up at her sister's reflection.

"Jeanette, why do you always wear your hair in the same old bun?" Brittany asked, grabbing a comb.

"Because I like things simple, Brittany and I'm comfortable with it that way," she answered. Brittany didn't reply as she gently removed the thin hair tie that kept Jeanette's thick, soft, dark brown hair tied into a neat bun,

Jeanette looked at her reflection in time to watch her long, waist-length hair cascade down her back. She blinked in surprise as she fully took notice for the first time how beautiful she looked with her hair framing her face.

Brittany smiled and easily ran the comb through her sister's hair. "You know, there is one style I've always pictured your hair in since we were little." Jeanette looked at Brittany's reflection once more.

Once done combing out her sister's hair, Brittany set the comb down and grabbed some of her hair by both her ears and pulled it back behind her head. She brought the two handfuls of hair together and braided it down her back. Left alone were the two sections of hair she'd always had falling down the sides of her face like Brittany's did.

Jeanette's emerald eyes widened as she saw how this new hairstyle looked on her. As Brittany tied the hair tie in at the bottom of the braid, she smoothed out the top of Jeanette's hair out of habit. The action wasn't necessary since Jeanette had no baby hairs.

Smiling at her sister's new updated hairstyle, she said, "Now, with an updated set of outfits, Simon will finally see what he's missing."

Though Jeanette knew better, and knew she and Simon had already discussed where they stood, part of her still loved him and wanted to be with him. So, though she knew it shouldn't be there, she let a glimmer of hope back into her heart.

There's the chapter, short, I know. But it does explain some things. So, please review for me. I've written the other chapters, but it won't be updated for a couple of weeks, but I'm sure this story will hit a more steady update pace now. Please have patience with me. Thanks, reviews are much appreciated.