I'm so soo sorry it's been ages since I've last updated, but I had a lot on my plate these days... and I still do. And it's causing my writer's block, but that was just a disguise to hide it's true identity. And that is.. school! dun duuun!

But I wasn't going to let it get to me, I'm back with the final chapter, el grande finito. It took me a while for this chapter, and I hope it's all worth while. Let's see where the whole story unfolds, Enjoy =D

A Midsummer Day's Truth Ch 10

It's a totally different feeling, from when you're in the middle of the situation and when your on the edge of it. Kelly would tell you how it feels. First she was the center of attention and now she's almost like the leftover scrap behind it all. In a way she was relieved but also, she was a bit disappointed, even sad for that matter. She appeared expressionless, looking love deprived and on the sidelines. But she chose to keep it behind her, in the corner of her mind, as she's standing by the doorway. Mrs Knight finally came back into town to settle and decided to pick her up on her way back.

"I hope she wasn't any trouble." Mrs Knight placed her hands on Katie's shoulders in a motherly way as she was standing next to her.

"It was no problem at all. It was my pleasure. We had fun, right Katie?" Kelly made herself sound more peachy and perky than she's willing to let on

"Sure, fun.." Katie said under her breath sarcastically. She really did have fun living with Kelly, besides the fact that she wasn't herself since the past week.

"Well, then the next time I'm out of town, would you mind?" Mrs Knight tried to boost up the negative vibe she was digging on.

"Sure, It'll be my pleasure, anytime." Kelly smiled warmly and Katie reflected that back, she could tell she needed it. Just about the two girls were about to retreat back to their rented vehicle, a large black limo drove onto her driveway. To Kelly, it was all too familiar, she knew whose it was, and also what was going to happen. But she could honestly say that she was surprised to see it happen.

The large, shiny, black door opened and emerged came Gustavo, clad in a tuxedo and carried an armful of roses in a beautiful bouquet. His hair was neat and combed, since he was balding. He looked so beaten up like guilt was the unwanted yet inseparable nuisance to swarm around his clouded thoughts. Like a beaten puppy from doing something chaotic, or a disciplined child getting the unpleasant speech from their parent. Deep in their eyes though, all they ask is for forgiveness, and that's just what Gustavo was here to do.

"Mom, can we stay a bit? I wanna see how this unfolds." Katie held onto her mom's hand and stopped her from advancing to her car. Gustavo didn't even bother about them, that he thought they were invisible, because really, his vision was mainly focused on the lovely beauty on the doorstep.

"Kelly... I,.. I" Gustavo approached, but was tongue tied with every step forward. It made his tongue dry and ceased all speech, he shoved the bundle of roses into her hands, and kept his head down, refusing to look up at any time soon.

"Y-Yes, Gustavo?" Kelly, seeing Gustavo at all, had made her spring tears in her eyes and collapse upon weakness. She wasn't expecting something like this from Gustavo, but she knew that maybe she deserved an apology. With that, she collected her stance and made herself seem more intimidating than she was going to give on.

"K-Kelly, Can we talk?" No quick decision making here, Gustavo pushed on to stall, but wanted this to happen more than ever.

"S-Sure, Gustavo. Talk." Kelly was stern, putting the stricken punishment on Gustavo's toll.

"Look, Kelly.. I know I have been a bit.. edgy, upon you making this whole album work for the better of me, but I just wanted you to know that,.." Gustavo drew in a deep lasting breath, letting the pressure deflate from him and make it seem more relaxing and easy for him.

"I want you to know that I do care for you Kelly. A lot more than you know and I was willing to let you realize. Kelly, I was just trying to do all this for you, rather than for me. And I really want to say.. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for everything, and asking for your forgiveness is something that just won't cut it." Gustavo found some kind of courage and moved closer to Kelly. He stared down into her brown luscious eyes, and let her's leer into his green entrancing ones. Gustavo just poured everything he wanted to say, that he couldn't, into her eyes, and let her open it up to see the true image of Gustavo's intentions.

"G-Gus, I don't know what to say.." Kelly had her heart pound loudly like drums beating at her head. She was too conflicted between choosing to forgive him or not. It was too surreal, until the voice of reason for her, for him, heck, for everyone finally said something.

"Just say Yes!" Katie shouted out from her spot, hollering and yelling until it turned into a drill and stuck in their head. Kelly and Gustavo turned to face her, and by the look on her face, she knew she was right. Her question has finally been answered, hopefully for the better. She turned back to Gustavo, with a satisfied grin and responded.

"Yes, Gus. I forgive you." Kelly leaned in and draped her arms around his large neck, which responded with his own large arms wrapping tightly and warmly around her petite waist. They both broke out into smiles and held onto each other tighter, as Kelly leaned her head in place in Gustavo's neck and they had each other now. They were together for the better, as Mrs Knight responded to the sight with an 'aww' looking expression, and Katie grinned at it. She did good, although she did cause it. Finally, the King and Queen of Rocque finally stood on their throne, so they lived in harmony like their music.

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Promises, as we all know, we're meant to be kept, and kept they were as Kendall referred to them back as he was setting up. He promised himself he was going to make this right, make it right again for James. He called James down by the pool once the moon opened it's eye, twinkling stars scattering the midnight blue of the sky. Yep, Kendall had asked James out for a date. With a few convincing arguments with Bitters, and spending endless hours of the day setting it all up, he knew it would all be worth it seeing the exasperated grin on James' face.

James was jittery and nervous, rummaging through his well organised closet, looking for the perfect costume to wear for this night. Knowing Kendall, he would've made this absolutely flawless. But really, James would be swept away if Kendall could just be romantic, and he always is. He picked a few clothes and matched them together, accepting his combination before getting spruced up and ready for his night ahead.

Kendall readjusted his clothes and checked his phone for the time every few moments, which were a bit too close to each other. He's nervous because there was something in the back of his mind telling him that there was a problem waiting to happen, and made him feel insecure. He bit his lip, he kept his eyes down and blinking furiously ever so often, shifting from foot and foot, all part of his little habits, his antics. He felt it all melt and wash away as he saw James come down and out the door, looking.. looking well, so absolutely, definitely stunning, dashing, and handsome. Kendall felt his mouth go dry, his knees start to go out, and shiver as a sudden chill miraculously blew through.

"K-Kendall?" James said, awestruck at the whole set-up that was arranged. Around them, hundreds of candles decorated the evening shade, A rainbow of lights glowed above them ever so dimly, The pool was scattered with rose petals, and the underwater light shining, making it looking like a river of red and pink, resonating varieties of the red spectrum. James' eyes couldn't take so much colour, he forgot all about the already bright and colourful being standing right in front of him, stumbling and nervous, it was cute.

"J-James, I said I was going to do this right, and I'm going to. This is where it all happened, the poolside. This is where it started, this is where it ended, and this will be where it come together again. James I just want to make it up to you, and hope that you'll forgive me, and be able to see how much I just want to love you, forever and always." Kendall tried to get it all out, battling his nervous side, and forced it out of his mouth. He grabbed something off the table, that had black felt covered and shoved it in James' hands. He was intrigued to see what was inside, so he opened it up and inside was shining silver.

It was a necklace, wait, two necklaces, making up two parts of a pendant. This pendant had 'K+J' on one side in cursive writing. It was heart shaped, and was silver to match the chain too. He turned around to see more writing etched in the metal. It said what Kendall had said a moment before. "Forever and always." James recited after reading the inscribed text. He didn't know that he was grinning madly, and full of gratitude. He tilted his head up for Kendall to see, and he took it as a power to shake off his jitters and took one half of the necklace, the side with J on it. He walked around him and dangled the necklace in front of him, clipping it together and letting it hand on his neck, like it was meant to be. And James knew the same, as he slipped the other on around Kendall's. For a moment, all was silent until, James brought his hands on Kendall's shirt, gripped tightly and pulled him in for a soft, chaste kiss. They both melted together, feeling sparks shut their eyes for them. Underneath their eye lids were an array of fireworks going off, the very colours and designs were like what they saw in each other. They just stayed there marvelling in each other before breaking apart.

"S-So, shall we eat?" Kendall felt dejected to say. James smiled cutely at his suggestion and agreed, pulling Kendall with him in the tent where the food was resting. They sat on either sides, letting the long candle on the table flicker with a bright amber light.

"It all looks so good." James complimented on the variety that was scattered on the table. He just let his own stomach do the talking, because it was overpowering enough to speak for itself.

"Thanks, I tried to make it all myself. Well, I had some help for a few, but I assure you, everything was made with love and care, hoping it'll all burst once it hits your tongue." Kendall picked at a piece and held it out James, who clamped his mouth on it, letting his mouth and tongue explore the arrangement of flavours and tastes that erupted his buds like a mouth melting experience. He let out a small, satisfied moan once he let it trail down his throat to rest in his stomach, which thanked him dearly for, and Kendall too for making it.

They both went on and on, feeding themselves and each other in little games and filling their bellies to the brink. It was something James was never going to forget, and hopefully take some advantage of. He need to remember how good a cook Kendall is, his next meal. Luckily, it wasn't over yet. Kendall got up after wiping his hands on his napkin, and offered it out to James, who took it and they went to the adjacent tent, where there stood a variety of desserts and treats. James could feel his sweet tooth begin to melt, and he was just looking at it.

"Now, this looks delicious." James took his seat and picked at a marshmallow, letting it drench in the chocolate fountain that oozed and dripped, splashing around before depositing the sweet and warm treat in the caverns of his mouth. It was almost indescribable of the sweet sensation that filled his mouth. Kendall smiled and chuckled slightly at the little smudges of chocolate that painted his lips. He picked up a strawberry to dunk and took a big bite from the berry, letting the coolness of it relieve in his mouth.

"I know that you made all that delicious food, but Kendall, this, is where you've outdone yourself." James was giddy and grinning, smiling so brightly at Kendall before attacking innocent fruit with the devilish river of chocolate and let it fill his mouth until his cheeks bulged out to full capacity.

"Enough chocolate James, have some fruit," Kendall picked at a piece of watermelon, covered in whip cream, and fed it to James. The lone piece created an ocean of juices that dribbled out of his mouth. Kendall still laughed at James, and took a napkin to his mouth to clean off the mess that he made on his mouth. They both rested with their stomach's sticking out in fullness. They took the time to talk until they felt satisfied.

"Ever swam in a sea of petals before?" Kendall asked later, he got up and pulled James out of his seat. They stood by the pool edge, seeing the pool that was completely covered with red petals. Kendall grinned brightly, peeling off his clothes and jumping in the pool. The large splash drenched James, who instantly regretted standing there.

"C'mon, you're already yet, get in." Kendall submerged from his descent to wipe his wet locks from his eyes. James rolled his own before tearing everything off and getting in with him. The surface rippled and swayed, letting the petals scatter and gather, and some even got out of the pool by the splashing impact. Nonetheless, the pool still burned brightly in an array of pink colours. The pool's temperature was absolutely freezing, but seeing none of them care, they let it overtake and numb their bodies.

They both got up from their dive and Kendal wrapped his arms around James, who did the same around his neck. All they could see was the pink that bounced off their bodies, showing their love as it covered them in it's radiating light. Kendall leaned in and captured his lips so tenderly and smoothly, it was almost like butterfly kisses. The gentle nature made it much more riveting and satisfying than it may seem to be. They let their tongues battle it own for dominance and was starting to heat up. Kendall pushed and James pulled. They took steps back and then soon collapsed, James fell back into the pool and brought Kendall down with him. If it was possible, they had underwater kissed and swam in the sea of pink that showed that they had each other and loved one another.

They got up from their everlasting moment of truth, and sat at the edge of the pool. Kendall wrapped a large towel around both of them and left the rest of the time they had of the night just looking at each other. It suddenly got too cold which told them they were ready to go back inside again.

"Let's go back? I'm sure Logan and Carlos are about done." James agreed and collected the pile of clothes, both getting back upstairs again.

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The need to impress is a drive that exists in most, if not all people. And it's with that, comes determination. This determination is what's currently fuels Logan to go faster and efficient as he plans everything accordingly. He sent Carlos off on a little game of wild goose chase as he took the time he had to his advantage to make everything seem perfect. Hopefully, Carlos would think so too. But then again, he's easily impressed anyway. Still, Logan had the little inkling that he had to impress him. It is his mission to do so.

"Come on... come on.." Logan was just about done, now he was just staring blankly at a still roasting chicken, the cooked aroma's flooding the room with it's exotic scent. 'A watched pot never boils' Logan remembers distinctly of Carlos' quote, as any excuse to do something, anything than just to 'wait.' Thinking about it makes Logan smile a bit. He can't believe he was about to give that up. Otherwise, he'd beat himself up about it, thinking of his milky brown cocoa skin, his dark chocolate eyes, his addicting and infectious smile, his bubbly and bouncy personality, his tendencies with his helmet, just.. everything about him was just too much for him. Even than that burnt smell. Burnt smell? Uh oh.

"Oh, darn, stop stop." Logan slipped a hand in a mitten and pulled the oven door open to be greeted with a large fume of smog. He pulled it out and tried to extinguish the fire that was burning his roast. Once the smoke cleared away a bit, he could see a spot of singed, black spot on top of it. Logan cursed under his breath, and decided just to serve it as it is. Even though internally, he was beating himself up about it.

Trying to shrug away his bad guilt, he proceeded to grab his best clothes and head for the shower. He placed his clothes neatly folded, by his impulsiveness to be neat. He peeled off his layers and adjusted his water temperature, and entered the steam and water filling tub. Deciding on a bath, he plugged the tub and relaxed all his senses in to lukewarm tub and washed all over himself, in the areas that needed attention. He washed his hair and body, then laid his head down on the edge of the bathtub, starting to ponder on his myriad of thoughts.

He let his eyelids droop over his eyes, seeing the shade of under his lids cover his vision with a darkness, that opened a channel of thoughts for him to see. How did this all start anyway? Logan had once fallen for Kendall. What could be said about Kendall, Logan thought. He once saw someone who was genuinely concerned for him, make him smile with his own, feel nurtured and cared for, willing to embrace the magic of hugs. Kendall would play with him, stick up for him, cause his life to be full of events and moments, create memories and wonders for him. His blonde hair sweeping in the wind, his oceanic eyes that lead to the deep blue, his rosy cheeks and also his strawberry lips. A body that would be to die for, and the arms that create eternal warmth upon impact. Kendall was truly worthy for someone. And Logan would've wanted it to be James. Because Logan found something much greater than Kendall.

The image of Kendall started to decimate, dissipating into an image of Carlos to appear before his eyes. Now, what to say about Carlos? Too much. Carlos is not human, he's basically a free spirit. He hovers around, spreading his magic dust, that causes a kind of spell that's unbreakable. Unbreakable because no one wants it broken. It brings non stop grins and laughter that'll fill a whole country when only a state would be enchanted. He's brave and courageous, but bold and impulsive. Even at his peaks, he still has his faults. He's shy and secretive, pertaining to innocence and protection. And Logan likes that quality about him. And what he failed to notice about him was that all those things Kendall did for him, Carlos was capable to do the same. He produced unforgettable moments, endless memories and wonderful events. Logan would never want to let go of that, not now nor ever. His short spiky but soft jet black hair, his tan skin that was daring to be touched and feel his warmth. His eyes full of alluring colour, it painted it's own picture. His lips so small and innocent that it wants to be kissed. And Carlos loves him. And now, so did Logan.

"Hey, Logan. You home?" Carlos' voice pierced through his dome of thought, snapping Logan's eyes wide open and stumbling out of the tub.

"Y-Yeah, Carlos. J-Just a sec, don't touch anything yet." Logan scrambled for a towel and wrapping it around his waist and left the bathroom. He looked at Carlos, who was standing there with his helmet by his side, wearing shorts and a singlet, covered in sweat. Normally, it'd be considered gross, but Logan found it.. enticing. The warm steam finally got to him, making his cheeks go red.

"Um, give me a second, to get change. And uh, would you mind cleaning up a bit, I want this night to be special." Logan said with a sincere grin sent to Carlos' way. He looked at him weirdly but still wanting to comply.

"Er, Logan, I think I don't need to worry about how I look." Carlos chuckled at him and walked over to him. He placed a hand at the back of Logan's neck, and pulled him in for a sweet, soft kiss. Logan was all happy for it, as he relished into the kiss, making it as deep as he could get. The stars twinkled behind his eyes and shined brightly in his gaze, the fireworks littered the sky in a colourful display. They both pulled away and smiled at each other. But noting his only towel, he snapped out of it.

"Er, yeah, I'll be right." Logan went to get changed, and Carlos picked out his own outfit before taking a shower. Logan tried his best to make himself look, sound, feel, smell, heck, even taste good, for Carlos. He wanted to be nothing but his five senses, his whole world. Hopefully, his best efforts will be good for Carlos.

Carlos emerged from his shower moments later, fully dressed, but still needed to be prepared. Logan was taking care of the last touches of the night. He laid all the food on elegant dining ware, set the whole table, even lit some candles and placed them in the middle of the table, creating some mood lighting as the whole room went dark. He took his seat and waited for Carlos to come out. Moments later, he emerged from the room, looking much more striking and handsome than Logan's ever seen him. He looked totally hot, he thought.

"So, Logan. What's all this for?" Carlos took his seat and stared at the bounty of meals with a mouthwatering desire.

"Well, I just wanted to celebrate how we got together, and how sorry I am for everything. I regret everything that's happened, but this moment now, I just want to live in, live with you, breathe in you and be everything that we can be and more." Logan tried to leer into Carlos' eyes under the dimness of candlelight. The flickering ember glowed brightly over Carlos' bronze skin, shining like the lustrous colour it was suppose to be. Carlos saw how genuine Logan was trying to reason with him, and Carlos had already forgiven him. He could forgive him plenty of times, even though Logan was just being Logan, that was reason enough to love him more.

"Logan, you could do a thousand stupid things, and all in all, I'll still forgive you. Just know that I love you too much to let something stupid get in the way of that happening." Logan smiled at his words and pulled his chair to sit next to him. He placed a sloppy kiss on his cheek.

"You're wearing my cologne, aren't ya?" Carlos grinned at how Logan was looking less than innocent, catching him read handed.

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"I know myself Logan, You should stick to your own scent, Logie. I love it anyways." Carlos returned the same sloppy kiss back to Logan on his cheek. With all that out of the way, they ate together. Carlos being more aggressive in consumption, he might as well have eaten twice as much as Logan. In fact, it did happen. But Logan didn't mind, just seeing his eating habits made Logan love him more. Weird, ain't it? But he did, nonetheless.

Once Carlos was left there to lay back, rubbing his belly in content, Logan walked over to the fridge and took out one large dessert tart from the fridge. The inside was entirely smothered with chocolate, It was a chocolate mud pie. Just the very sight of it made Carlos' teeth hurt with cavities. But his sweet tooth begged to differ. Logan sliced one large piece from it and brought it down to Carlos, who spent no time in stuffing his face into it.

"Hey, I wanted to feed you that. I thought it'd be romantic.." Logan tried to pick the remains that Carlos had left over, taking one spoonful of crumbs.

"Well, um, I guess I'll feed you them," Carlos said with a full mouth, then attacked Logan's lips with Carlos' own chocolate covered ones. They tongue wrestled for a while, whatever remnants of the dessert seeping into Logan's mouth as they shared their sweet dessert together. Logan was thinking that his way would've been romantic, but Carlos' one was much, much more satisfying and Logan wouldn't protest his ways. He loved them just as much. They continued to go on and on, showering their lips with kisses, fighting with tongues and playing tonsil tennis. It was until..

"Why is it so dark in here?" The door slammed open, sending a gush of air that distinguishes the little flame that was near the wooden table. Just in time too. But bad timing at that. The light turned on and James and Kendall, side by side, appeared by the doorway.

"Uh, did we.. interrupt.. something?" Kendall asked. Logan and Carlos, with stunned looks on their faces, waved their heads slowly.

"Um, no, no. We're just enjoying a piece of cake." Carlos said and reassured with his award winning innocent, playful grin. Either way, the two boys just dismissed it.

"So.. you're home early because..?" Logan said afterwards.

"Well, we were done so we were wondering if you two were up for it, a movie?"

"Um, yeah sure." Logan and Carlos said together, but what had happened right now didn't establish the movie viewing mood. And all four of them agreed. They all went to their respected rooms to change into some pyjamas and spent the rest of the night in peace.

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So now, here they are, from how far they've came, in their soft, warm, cuddly pj's, all four of them together in a large heap on the orange couch, watching a random movie that was picked run on their flat screen. The four little flames had developed into two pairs of burning ember, until now it came together as an inferno, but this blaze was under control, for the greater good. Full of peace and warmth, wrapping all four of them in relishing heat, disguised as the red blanket that draped across them. The peaks of the night started to come across, as sleep started to devour them into it's abyss. It was half interrupted as Mrs Knight and Katie had come back from their little dinner.

"So boys, I'm back. I hope you've all had the wonderful time while I was gone" Mrs Knight bellowed, ruining the mood that hung over the boys.

"It was the best." Kendall said sleepily, but didn't fail to put his arm around James and grinned at him, who retaliated that same warm smile back.

"Yep, it was sure something." Carlos pulled Logan up from the couch who was tuckered out, but wrapped his arms around his middle and just smile into his warm skin.

"Okay, well get to bed, all of you. I see it was definitely something. You'll need the energy," She shooed them off to their confines of sleep, as well as Katie before even herself to get to sleep.

The midnight struck as all of them fell asleep. Kendall had a tight hold on James, his breath exhaled had James' hair dancing under his breath. And James' breath left tingles as they gusted on his arm. In the other room, Carlos had his head tucked under Logan's, as his head nestled into the warm black fuzz that was under him. The scent was overpowering, it lingered in his sleep. But Logan made use of it as he smiled at it. That, and also since Carlos' breathing made Logan's neck tickle a bit.

Together, they finally found their destiny, they found where they needed to belong. It was their fated Midsummer Night's Dream, from their Midsummer Day's Truth.

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