*I do not own Suite Life on Deck/of Zack and Cody or any of the characters. I also do not own The Parent Trap.
Hello love! Lol. Quick chapter. Lot on my mind, don't feel much like writing...
Kurt and Meredith were browsing in Tiffany for rings. "I'm sorry, I just don't see why you have to have dinner with your ex-wife with her little 'Mary Poppin's accent. Why couldn't you just meet her in the lobby, discuss the custody, shake hands and say good-bye? I'll tell you why - because your sons don't want me to marry you."
"That's not true."
Meredith turned to a sales woman. "Can we have some help over here, please?" she turned back to Kurt. "It's totally true. They see me as the, evil step-mother. Trust me, I'm not being paranoid. Those boys have something up their sleeve... Can I try on the emerald cut please? No, the bigger one... The biggest one."
"Honey, calm down. The boys have never had a meal with both their parents in their entire lives. How could I say no?"
Meredith lightened up as she slipped on a ring. "I told you to let me represent you on all your negotiations, didn't I?" she showed him the ring. "This is incredible. What do you think?"
"I think I have to get dressed for dinner."
Meredith whined. "Kurty..."
"If you love it. I love it."
She threw her arms around him. "I love it."
Later that night, Kurt and Zack exited their room, both dressed to the nines. A limo waited by the curb. "Zack, I've had enough surprises for one day... just tell me where we're going..."
"You're gonna love it, Dad, trust me."
Just then, Carey and Cody stepped out of the hotel. Carey was wearing the red dress Martin recommended. Kurt tried not to admire her too openly.
"Hey... Hi." he smiled.
"Hi. So do you know where they're taking us?"
"He won't crack."
As they crossed to the limo, Cody handed them eye shades. "Okay, now put these on. You can take them off when we reach our destination."
"We're going in a limo?" Kurt asked.
"You want one of us to drive?" Zack smiled and looked at the worry in his fathers face. "Please, indulge us."
A foghorn sounded, as the limo pulled to a stop in a dark street. The boys hurried out.
"Okay, you can take them off." Cody stole a quick kiss from Zack before allowing his parents to remove their blindfolds.
Kurt and Carey stepped from the limo, taking off their blindfolds. Their eyes widened as they looked ahead and saw an exquisite 150 foot yacht, all lit up and bobbing gently in the sparkling bay.
"She's ours for the night." Zack smirked.
"And exactly how are we paying for her?" Kurt questioned.
"Zack and I pooled our allowances." Kurt and Carey looked at him doubtfully. "Okay, Grandfather pitched in a bit." they continued looking at him. "Okay, he pitched in a lot."
Kurt and Carey exchanged a quizzical look, as they followed the boys down the steps to the deck, where a uniformed Captain welcomed them aboard. "Okay folks, right this way..."
Zack and Cody opened a pair of double doors. "Ta da'!" Zack shouted.
Right in front of them, they saw a romantic dining room where a candle-lit table was set for two. The windows reveal the San Francisco Bay, lit by the yacht's twinkling lights.
"The table's only set for two." Kurt noticed.
"That's the other part of the surprise we're not joining you." Cody said.
"You're not?"
The boys smiled and shook their heads as Chessy entered, dressed as a ship's Steward, in tropical white. "No, but I am. Good evening, I'm Chessy, I'll be your server tonight. No wisecracks please."
At that moment, out stepped Martin, also dressed in ship's whites and was carrying a bottle of champagne. "And I'm Martin, your Sommelier. May I offer you both a taste of the bubbly in hopes that you'll get a little snickered and won't can this lovely lady and myself for following the orders of two thirteen year-olds..."
"Cody, mood music, if you please." Chessy said.
Cody pushed a few buttons and the lights dimmed. Moonlight spilled into the room as Sade's Smooth Operator played over the cabin's speakers.
"Relax... Sail through time..." Cody said as if he were a hypnotist.
"- Back to yesteryear..." Zack smiled and began walking backwards with Cody.
The boys disappeared behind double doors, leaving Kurt and Carey looking thoroughly confused. Chessy approached with a tray of hors d'oeuvres. "You don't get it, do you? Smooth Operator...'Big hit in '86 ... The year you two met... Hors d'oeuvre?" she offered.
"So, that's what this is all about." Kurt noticed a life raft with a homemade sign that said QE2 hanging on the wall. "They're recreating the night we met … The boat... the music ..."
Chessy pointed to herself. "The help."
Carey was a little misty eyed, "It's incredibly sweet."
"Martin, I think I'll have that drink." Martin poured them both champagne, then he and Chessy slipped away. "To tell you the truth, I haven't been on a boat since the QE2." Kurt admitted.
"Neither have I." a soft wind blew Carey's hair.
Taken with her, Kurt lifted his glass. "Well then, here's to..."
Finishing his sentence, Carey picked up her own glass. "Our sons."
Not exactly what Kurt was thinking, but he nodded and agreed. "To our sons."
Through a porthole, Zack and Cody took a peek, thrilled to see their Parents toasting.
"You know, I always see you in Zack. I always have. Something about his eyes ..."
"That's funny. I always see you in Cody." she smiled softly. At an awkward moment, they each sipped their champagne. As they glanced over at the porthole, the boys dropped out of sight.
"Now I know how a goldfish feels." Kurt laughed slightly. "They turned out pretty good though, huh?"
"We've been lucky."
"Sometime, if we're ever really alone maybe we could talk about... what happened between us. It all feels a bit hazy to me now... It ended so fast."
"It started so fast."
"Now that part I remember perfectly."
Through another porthole, Chessy and Martin watched. "Looks like things are heating up nicely. I'd say it's safe to serve the vichyssoise." Martin said.
"You ladle, I'll serve."
They started back toward the galley, side by side. It was a tight, they tried to pass one another but got momentarily stuck, their eyes locked, then they squeezed past each other.
"Yes, I'll ladle." Martin said, pulling himself together.
"Right. And I'll..."
"Serve."
"Right."
"So, you've done incredibly well. Your dream of owning your own vineyard... it actually came true." Carey twirled her finger around her glass.
"Hey, how about you, always drawing on napkins and corners of newspapers? Singing loudly in the shower and humming at inappropriate times. Now you're this major designer and singer... pretty impressive."
"Yeah, it's amazing. We both actually got where we wanted to go..."
"Yep. We did."
Chessy entered, carrying two bowls of soup and placed them in front of Carey and Kurt.
"So, what do we do about the boys?"
Carey thought for a second. "Well, I guess now that they've met, we can't very well keep them apart. I could keep them half the year and you could-"
"- Guys, they can't go to two schools every year." Chessy interrupted.
"I agree." Kurt nodded.
"Okay, I could keep them for a whole year, then you could-"
"- Care, this is why we..." he turned to Chessy.
"Sorry. Ignore me. I'm gone." she backed out of the room.
"This is why we came up with the solution we have." Kurt said.
"Really? I thought it was because we decided never to see each other again."
"Not we Care..."
"You know that part's become a bit hazy for me too over the years."
"You don't remember the day you packed?"
"No, that day I remember perfectly. Did I hurt you when I threw that suitcase? I've often wondered."
Kurt rubbed his shoulder. "Let's put it this way, I'll never pitch for the Yankees." he started his soup and stopped. "So how come you never got married again? I always figured by now you'd be re-married with a new family..."
"Me? No... no, no... no..."
"That's a lot of no's.."
"That's because I realized a long time ago marriage wasn't for me..."
A beat of silence and Kurt began to eat again, then stopped. "You know I may be alone with you again, so... About the day you packed... Why did you do it?"
"Kurt, we were getting along so badly, we found out we each had tempers, we said foolish things... So I packed... Got on my first 747 and... you didn't come after me." Dead silence.
"..I didn't know I was supposed to."
"Well, it really doesn't matter now... Let's put on a good face for the kids, shall we and get this show on the road..." Carey looked at her watch. "Gosh, I'm still on London time, so..."
"Okay. Yeah. You're right. Let's get the show on the road." Carey started her soup with Kurt joining her, not a word passing between them.
Cody and Zack watched before slipping away from the porthole and running across the ship, finding an empty bedroom. Zack smirked, leading his brother into the bathroom.
"Shower time!" Zack laughed.
"In the shower? Really?" Cody folded his arms and frowned slightly. "How come I'm the one that never gets to pick where and how we do it?"
"Because you're the girl?" Zack laughed and undressed his brother and himself.
Hot water ran down their bodies as they were pressed against the cold tile wall of the shower. Zack's hands caressed Cody's backside as they ground their hips together. The smaller framed boy wrapped his arms up under Zack's, holding onto him and pulling their chests closer together. The water shone off of their bodies, adding to the moment. Zack's tongue ran up his brothers arm and to his neck, kissing it gently. Cody moaned, gripping Zack's hair and wrapping one leg around his hip.
"Fuck me.." Cody moaned and tried to contain his giggles as Zack roughly lifted his other leg up and held him closely.
"What's so funny?" Zack smiled, kissing his brother.
"Just that we're doing this.." Cody smiled and held on tightly to his lover. "Now fuck me."
"Yes sir." Zack thrust gently into Cody and held him in his arms.
They moaned together, rocking their hips in sync. Zack smiled at the pleasurable faces his brother made.
"You like that, right?" Zack kissed his neck and worked his way to his brothers lips, not giving him a chance to answer.
Cody moaned into Zack's mouth and tightened himself around Zack's throbbing cock.
"Oh fuck." Zack bit onto Cody's shoulder. "Don-d- ah...Don't do that to me, Cody."
"I'm sorry, what did I do? Did I hurt you or something?" Cody became confused.
"No, ah no.. it didn't hurt. Just felt really good and will make me finish too quickly."
"Oh." Cody smiled and kissed Zack deeply.
Their lips worked slowly and they enjoyed the warm, sweet taste of each others mouths. Zack's hips moved faster, thrusting deeply into Cody. Cody gasped and shivered every time his brother brushed up against his spot. Cody could feel the heat building in his groin as he neared his climax.
"Z-Z-Zack!" Cody screamed as he came.
"Oh fuck." Zack thrust deeper and came inside of Cody. "Shit..." he sighed and brushed the wet hair from Cody's face.
"What's wrong?"
"Was a little too quick for my taste."
"I'm sorry." Cody kissed Zack and jumped off his hips. "Ouch."
Zack smiled and placed another kiss on Cody's lips. They tried to pull apart, but their lockets had become tangled together. They giggled simultaneously and just held each other under the hot water for a few minutes.
"I suppose we should untangle our necklaces and check on mom and dad.." Cody whispered.
"I suppose." Zack smiled and reached behind Cody, turning the water off.