Chapter 10 is here! I've looked forward to writing this one seems it was a request and I like writing stuff people want to read. Enjoy! This is pretty long but it was well worth it because I think this is one of my favourite chapters.

Naughty word again (but it was useful and I had to write it in somewhere) and they were just having a silly moment.

DISCLAMER: Seriously, I'm sure you get the picture with these now…

-OwlSky15678

He's growing on me –Teenlock

Chapter 10

Sherlock-

I didn't sleep that night in the tree house, it was too cold and it's not easy to get comfortable also if I had fallen asleep I would have been at risk of getting caught. My stomach had been rumbling all night, going about two days with no food isn't good on you at all and I just wanted to taste Johns mum's homemade cookies again. I kept the coat on and put the torch away in my bag as I was guessing the time was around seven o'clock seems I'd watched the lights in Holmes Manor turn on. Everyone would be getting up now so I didn't have long to clear out of here before someone finds me so I packed up my stuff and left the tree house behind. I ran through the woods, crawled back through the gap in the fence and down the foot path. I paused when I got to the end and looked over at the front of the house I've lived in all my life and sighed. It's a nice place but it's just the people living there. Actually it's only one person who ruins my time there and no one is brave enough to stand up to the idiot. My stomach grumbled again and I really considered going in for some food but I held myself back, turned around and walked down the street. I had another hour and a half before school started but I knew where to go, my tree next to the school. I can wait until John comes. I headed off in the direction of the school but I stopped in my tracks. I had a much better idea. Go to John's house. I'm sure if I ask politely enough they'll give me some breakfast. So I took a different turning and took the slightly longer route to John's.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I stood outside the door praying for John to answer. When the door opened I held my breath but let it out when I saw the face that had opened it.

"John" I sighed.

John smiled at me, "What do I ow the pleasure of Mr. Holmes at this time in the morning?"

I giggled the replied, "Food and a comfy bed but it's too late for that now"

"I'm sure I can satisfy those needs," John invited me in and sat me down at the kitchen table then asked, "Tree house comfy?"

I shook my head, "Didn't get a single wink of sleep"

John looked at me his eyes were full of concern, "When did you last eat?"

"Two days ago" I replied.

John bit his lip and sat down in front of me, "Oh Lock, what are we going to do? Trust me I've been thinking"

I looked at the table the back at John, "What have you come up with?"

John smiled, "You move here, with me"

"How is that going to work?"

"You first of all need to stand up to that retched father of yours"

I gulped, "How?"

"You" he pointed at me, "Are going to talk to him"

"How?" I repeated.

John sighed, "After school today" he got up and started to make breakfast, "I'll come with you and we'll go to that house of yours and we are going to chat to your father and I'm pretty sure by the time I'm finished with him he'll be letting you stay around mine forever"

I smiled, "John Watson you do come to surprise me"

John spun around and smiled back at me, "That's what I do" he winked then put some bread into the toaster and sat back down.

"Do your parents know I'm here?"

John shook his head, "They won't mind"

"Really?"

"Narhh, my mum was worried sick about you too" John said causally.

"Why?" I questioned, "Who on Earth would get worried about me?"

John took my hands in his across the table, "I do"

I blushed a bit and smiled, "Thanks John, it's nice to know someone cares"

"Of course I care about you Lock" John said with a smile. Just then the toast popped up signalling it was time to eat. John let go of my hands, stood up, ruffled my dark curls and went to get the toast. "For some reason I like mine with jam on"

"What flavour?"

"Strawberry"

"Boring John, everyone says that"

"Well I'm your typical human being" John put the toast on a plate and brought it to the table along with jam, butter and a couple of knifes.

"You're my not-so-typical human being" I said softly and picked a piece of toast of the plate and bit into it, "Gosh it's nice to taste food again"

John smiled at me, "I can get through this day better knowing you've eaten"

I smiled at him with a mouth full of toast which made him giggle. Once we were done John was trying to point something out to me but I couldn't get what he was going on about.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh just come here" John got out of his chair a wiped a crumb of my check with his soft fingers.

I felt myself blush and muttered, "Thanks"

"No problem" John replied.

Before he could move away I kissed him quickly on the lips, "You taste of toast"

"No shit Sherlock" John winked.

"Don't be a wanker Watson" I replied.

John laughed, "Don't be a loser Lestrade"

"What?!" I shouted, "No fair!" then I added quietly, "I have one for Mycroft but it's dirty as hell"

John pulled his chair up next to me, "Tell mee"

"Don't repeat it and don't tell anyone else"

"I promise" John said.

I nodded then whispered into his ear, "Stop masturbating Mycroft"

John let out a high pitched giggle which turned into him laughing and he couldn't stop for at least a minute.

"Gosh Sherlock" he wheezed out, "That's brilliant. You need to say that too him one day"

I let out a small laugh, "Yeah I should"

"Please do, and I want to be there when you do" John had finally stopped laughing but the smile didn't get removed from his face.

Just then John's mum came through the kitchen door.

"Oh, hi Sherlock" she said and smiled at me, "John didn't tell me you were coming over"

"He turned up at our doorstep about twenty minutes ago" John explained.

"Sorry" I mumbled.

"Don't worry about it" she said with a smile, "I'm glad you're okay and fed up with food again"

I smiled back at her, "Thanks, I don't know what I'd do without you"

"I'd prefer not to think about it" and she busied herself with making a cup of tea while John kept mouthing 'Stop masturbating Mycroft' at me and I had to try and hold in the giggles, which I did very well but let them out the moment John's mum had gone.

School went the same boring old usual and the school day drew closer to an end and I was starting to get nervous about this whole conversation with my father thing John had planned. I knew John won't let me chicken out now, if I could I would. I'm not really sure if I can do this or not.

"John?" I whispered to the half-asleep boy next to me.

John grunted, "Yeah?"

"Are we still going along with the whole stand up to my father thing?"

John nodded against the desk, "Why you ask?"

"I don't think I can do it" I mumbled.

John opened his eyes and looked at me, "Why?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know. I'm just scared"

"Scared of what?" John sat up and looked at me directly in the eyes and I noticed his pupils dilate but I decided this wasn't the right time to point it out.

"What about if he locks me in the house when I go in?" I whispered, it sounded pathetic but it was something I was worrying about.

"He won't" John took my hand under the desk, "I'll be there for you"

I blushed slightly, "Thanks John"

John smiled, "It's okay, it's what I'm here for"

Our hands stayed joined for the rest of the lesson no one noticed them except perhaps Graham, (or is it Greg?) but it doesn't matter if he finds out really. The bell rang and I reluctantly let go of John's hand, stood up and stretched my back. Everyone left in a hurry, including the teacher, but Greg (pretty sure it's Greg) stayed behind.

"So are you two a thing?" Greg asked us.

I smiled and John nodded then asked, "Did anyone else notice?"

Greg shook his head, "Narhh, they're all too stupid"

John smiled, "Well me and Lock have got to hurry we have some business to do"

Greg raised his eyebrows.

I looked at John confused but John laughed, "Nothing like that Greg!" Oh I get it now.

"What you doing?" he asked us.

John smiled at me, "Sherlock here is standing up to that retched father of his"

Greg smiled too, "Good luck and congratulations you two" he gave us a wave and left the classroom.

John looked at me, "Come on then"

I gulped, I was still have doubts about this.

"Come on, the quicker we get it done the sooner it will be over and you don't have to worry about it"

I nodded, he was right and I followed him out of the classroom silently.

It took fifteen minutes to get to my house and we were soon standing at the bottom of the long drive. John took my hand and I nodded at him.

"Let's get this over and done with" I sighed.

John smiled and we walked up the drive together. At the door I knocked a few times and waited. As predicted, Mycroft was the one to open it. When he saw me and came outside and shut the door behind him.

"Sherlock, what are you doing here?" he snapped.

John looked over at me and tightened the grip on my hand.

"I'm come to stand up to father actually" I said.

Mycroft looked at me sharply, "He'll kick you out"

I smiled, "Whole plan"

"Where are you going to live?"

"John's house"

"You have permission?"

I looked over at John, technically I didn't.

John filled in the silence, "My mum has always said he could come around mine for as long as he wanted"

"Did she say forever?" Mycroft asked my boyfriend.

John shook his head, "But I'm sure she'll be happy for him to be there and safe than here and, well you know what happens here"

Mycroft looked at John and figured out he was defeated but added, "I suggest John doesn't go with you Sherlock"

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't want to get into it but John can come with me and wait until you're done"

John sighed, "I can do that, good luck Sherlock"

I smiled weakly, "Thanks"

Mycroft let us in and took John with him towards the kitchen, I guess we'll be leaving out the back door when I'm done. Because of the time I'm going to guess Father will either be in the Library or the study. I walked towards the Library door and peered in, sorted father is in here. I pushed open the door and walked in, closing the door behind me with a slight slam which caught my father's attention.

"You have guts to just walk in here boy" he looked at me with disgust then asked, "How long has it been since I've seen you?"

"Two weeks tomorrow" I replied.

"That's a lot of time away"

"Don't you state the obvious?" I joked.

He glared at me, "Don't you have that tone with me"

"I can if I want" I said, this was way too much fun.

"I am your father and you shall not speak to me like that!" he shouted but I didn't care.

I shook my head and mockly smiled at him, "I disowned you years ago"

He looked at me for a second the asked, "What do you want?"

"To announce I'm leaving and you'll have to find another beat up toy because I'm never coming back" I said confidently.

"What?" My father shouted, "You can't do that!"

I sighed, "Yes I can, it's a free country"

"Where are you living?"

"I'm not that stupid!" I laughed, "I'm not going to tell you but anywhere is better than here"

"Your mother is going to be in tears when she finds out" Sherinford said.

Oh look he's trying to tease me back, "At least I'll be safe"

"Safe from who?" he snapped.

That got me angry, "Safe from you!" I screamed, "I've wanted to do this for years now. Every day I would dread coming home from school because I had to come here and get everything ten times as worse as I used to at school. You have beaten me up since I was SEVEN YEARS OLD! I don't want it anymore and I'm not letting you use me as your beat up toy. I've got so many scars from you and you know the ones that hurt the most? The ones you can't even see. The mental scars you have given me. I can hardly ever sleep, eat and I'm always full of worry that you are going to find me and beat me up. That's not a life a fourteen year old boy should have. You don't care about me you only care about Mycroft 'cause he was born first. Yeah, I know I was meant to be a girl but guess what? I'M NOT! Why couldn't you accept that? Where you so angry that you didn't get what you wanted? Oh yeah I know why, because you're a stuck up snob who cares more about money and reputation than his own children! It's the twenty first century Sherinford so start acting like you live here and grow a pair. I'm leaving and you can't stop me" I didn't lose eye contact with him but he looked pretty scared.

"Leave then" Sherinford said but you could hear the shakiness in his voice.

I turned to the door but paused and turned back to him, "Oh yeah by the way I'm gay. I like boys and to tell you something I have a boyfriend who loves me more than you ever will"

For a moment Sherinford looked like her wanted to punch me but I got there first. I raised my fist and punched him right across the face. I heard a crack, meaning I'd broken his jaw.

"That's for all the pain you've ever put me through" I shouted in his face and left the Library slamming the door shut behind me. The moment I'd left a smile crept on my face and I ran upstairs to grab anything I'd need, which wasn't much. I put some of my books, some paper, a letter from my mum, a small silver box full of stuff you're not allowed to know about and my only possession I actually like: my magnify glass my granddad bought me into the old suitcase under my bed and ran for the kitchen.

When I entered I smiled at John, "Done, let's go before Sherinford recovers from his pain"

"Pain?" John questioned but he had a smile on his face.

"I punched him in the face and I broke his jaw"

John laughed, "That's my Lock. We are leaving by the back door and I suggest you know the way"

I nodded and turned to Mycroft, "Bye brother and if he turns on you just walk out"

Mycroft smiled slightly, "I shall and I'll have to explain to mummy what has happened"

"Thank you Myc" I paused for a moment then added, "Tell her I thank her for everything she has done for me when Sherinford wasn't being nice and also try and encourage her to stand up to him too and then maybe one day we can be a happy family as just me you and mummy" I smiled at the thought, "That's what I want anyway"

"I'll try" Mycroft replied, "Good bye Sherlock"

"Good bye Mycroft" I looked around the kitchen and waved good bye to Cook then turned to John, "Let's go" I took his hand and we walked out the back door of my old home together.

"Well done Lock" John smiled at me.

"Thanks John, I wouldn't have done that without you"

John squeezed my hand, "It's okay. Where are we going?"

"Out the gap in the fence I made a year ago"

"Shall we run?"

I smiled and we ran together towards the wood, out the gap and down the foot path and I didn't look back at the building I'd once lived in, I was going to be happier now.

When we finally got to John's house, he unlocked the door and we went in. I looked around his hall, this was going to be my home now.

"You'll have to share my room seems the spare room is full of junk although" John smiled, "We can sort it out so you get a proper room to yourself"

I looked at John and smiled, "Thanks John, this is brilliant" and I couldn't help the tears of joy form in my eyes.

"Anything for you Lock" he wrapped his arms around my middle, "At least I know you'll be safe here"

I didn't know what to say so I just wrapped my own arms around John and we stood there in silence for a moment.

"Shall we go to my room?" John asked.

I nodded and we both went off to his room. The minute we were in there I planted a kiss on John's head and muttered, "Thanks"

"Hey you can stop saying it now" he whispered.

"I just want you to know how grateful I am for this" I said.

John smiled and kissed me and I kissed him instantly back when we broke apart John mumbled, "I love you Sherlock"

I smiled, "I love you too John"

Two hours later John's mum came home from work and we both went down the stairs.

"Hi mum" John shouted.

"Hey pumpkin" she noticed me and said, "Hi Sherlock"

"Hi" I smiled at her.

"Mum?" John asked.

"Yeah?" she replied as she put her bag down and took of her coat.

"Can Sherlock live here? He hasn't really got a home anymore" John asked.

John's mum looked at me then back to her son, "Why?"

"He stood up to his dad" John explained.

To our relief she smiled, "Finally. Of course Sherlock can live here at least he'll be safe"

Me and John grinned and I said, "Thanks so much for this"

She walked over to me and ruffled my hair, "It's okay. I would have walked around to your house soon and dragged you out"

I laughed and me and John went back up to his room.

"Well, this is your new home" John said to me.

"This is my only home, that place was never home" I said with a smile.

Yay finished, now I'm off to eat the rest of my Easter egg (nom). Please review!

-OwlSky15678