Chapter Eleven

James' crew stopped when he walked in, falling silent as they watched him walk through the small warehouse they usually met at. Their leader noticed their abnormal behavior and stopped, looking up from his cell phone and raising an eyebrow at them. His crew had already been told about the impending war between them and Kendall's crew and had seemed perfectly fine with it before. Now their eyes were wide and posture stiff but didn't see anything that would set them off.

He locked eyes with Gary, who had been resting up lately after his visit with Kendall. James had at first been furious with him for ever talking and wanted to get rid of him. Carlos had convinced him otherwise though now he was regretting ever giving in. Gary seemed to be struggling with something before he finally tore his eyes away and turned towards the small office area James had made his own.

A sudden feeling washed over the brunette. He wasn't sure exactly what was behind the door but he had a pretty good feeling. It took all his willpower not to bolt across the room and barge in. He couldn't let his crew see him like that. Taking a deep breathe, he shoved his cell phone in his pocket and walked through his crew and over to the door.

Kendall was sitting at the corner of his desk when he walked in. The blonde was leaning back, hands gripping the corners tightly. His face showed no emotion but James could tell he was trying hard to control his anger. He eyed the gun tucked away in the side of Kendall's pants before meeting his eyes for a brief moment before glancing back at his crew and finally closing the door.

"Surprised to see me?"

"What do you want, Knight?"

Kendall raised an eyebrow, "What, I can't just come by and see how you're doing? You know, we could grab a beer, talk, exchange ideas of how you're gonna try to kill me and how I'm actually gonna kill you..."

James honestly didn't know what to say. He had failed in his plans and despite Kendall being on his turf, he felt as if the blonde was holding all the aces in their game of war. He knew if he or anyone else attacked Kendall, they could very well end up dead. And even if they managed to kill him, no one would be safe from his crew. There would be no where to hide.

"I'm telling Logan."

"Telling Logan what?" the brunette spat, suddenly angered at the mention of his step-brother.

"That you're in love with him."

James instantly opened his mouth to protest, but ultimately closed it. There was no point in denying it. Not to himself, not to Carlos, and definitely not to Kendall. "What is it you want?"

"I came down here to tell you my feelings for Logan will not get in the way of our...relationship. I'm not backing down just because your technically his brother. And I will kill you if I have to."

"Is that a threat?"

"A promise." Kendall smirked, standing up from his spot and walking so they were face to face. "Your brother is mine. All of mine...and I'll be damned if you or anyone else ever hurts him again." he grabbed James' neck with one hand, pushing him until he was pressed against the door. He started struggling, so Kendall squeezed harder. "The only reason you're still alive is because of him...but that's all over now. Logan can't save you."

He squeezed harder before finally letting go. James spat, rubbing his neck. He instantly shut himself up when he heard someone banging on the door behind him.

"That's probably Shawn." Kendall told him, "He's probably here to tell you my crew raided three of your warehouses on the east side. Such a shame. We found some pretty nice things in there..." he opened the door, smirking at the frightened man before turning back towards James. "East side is mine now. We're going after north next, just in case you wanna try and stop us."

Kendall dug his cell phone out of his pocket as he walked out of the warehouse. Hey babe, where are you?

At home. You coming? You said we needed to talk.

Headed that way now.

Logan was studying on the floor when Kendall got back. He was on his stomach with his legs hanging in the air. The brunette looked up from his book, smiling warmly at his boyfriend before looking back down at the mess he'd made. Numerous papers and pens were scattered across the ground. Logan blushed, feeling ashamed that he had made a mess in a place that technically wasn't his, no matter how many times Kendall insisted that it was.

He began cleaning up quickly, keeping his eyes down and doing his best to stop the blush that was surely creeping up on him. Kendall seemed to know what was wrong because suddenly he took Logan's hands and stood him up.

"Later," Kendall said with a not so quite there chuckle. "Come on up to the room." When he saw the look of uncertainty in the others' eyes, he laughed. "You can clean up later, I promise." It's a silly promise to make. Of course it'll be cleaned up eventually. Kendall just knew leaving the mess would drive the neat freak crazy and hoped the promise will calm him down if nothing else.

The brunette followed his boyfriend up the stairs and stood in the corner. He was still feeling awkward about sharing a room with the blonde. He liked waking up next to him in the mornings but he couldn't help but feel weird. They've only dated for a few weeks and not only were they living together but sleeping together in the same room. Logan had almost begged to sleep in a different room. He almost felt he was taking advantage of Kendall. He took him in when it was no longer possible for him to live with his brother and didn't expect much from him. He thought if they slept in different rooms it would feel more as if they were roommates. Kendall wouldn't have it.

Logan noticed Kendall was staring at him, as if waiting. He sighed softly, not wanting the other to hear before he moved so he was sitting next to his boyfriend on the bed. As much as Kendall wanted Logan to be comfortable in their room, he knew it would take time. He understood why Logan felt like he did and was determined to change it. Maybe it was time to redecorate...

Kendall didn't start until Logan was a bit more relaxed. At first his words come out sloppy and nothing he said seemed to make any sense. Logan was looking at him with confusion but he also looked as if he was trying hard not to laugh. Finally, the blonde took a deep breathe and just studied Logan for a moment. "James loves you." he said finally, waiting to see what Logan's reaction would be.

Logan was silent for a moment and then, "Okay...?"

At first he didn't understand why Logan wasn't freaking out. He silently repeated the words to himself a few times before seeing the problem and starting over. "James loves you...more then a brother."

Logan suddenly wasn't sitting next to him anymore. He was standing up, looking scared and confused. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard! You're wrong, Kendall. Completely wrong. There is no way, no way that James loves me like that..." And then it clicked for Kendall. It clicked so quickly he felt as if the wind has been knocked out of him. Kendall never specified how James had loved him. Just more then a brother. And as innocent as Logan is, he would have thought Kendall meant as a friend. Certainly it could look that way to a bystander and that's just what Logan had made himself to James, a bystander.

Logan knew. Logan knew all along and he was living so far in denial he made himself blind to it. It took Kendall a moment to realize the bookworm was still ranting. "...you're wrong. You have to wrong. Oh, God, Carlos! No, no...Oh, God..."

Kendall pulled at Logan's wrists and forced him to him, silencing him with a kiss. Kendall didn't really know why. All he knew was he'd seen it in a movie he once watched with his mother and sister and hey, it worked for that guy so it could work for him too. Logan at first struggled but slowly relaxed into it. When Kendall pulled away, he was surprised to see Logan's crying.

"Does this change anything?" Kendall didn't know what else to ask. What if Logan decided he actually wanted to be with James and leaves? What if he forgives his brother and just forgets about their relationship? Before the questions seemed trivial. Stupid to even consider. Kendall had been so sure then, but now his heart was racing and he couldn't help but think that losing Logan now would still hurt more then anything else he'd lived through.

"Yes," Logan whispered, "it changes so much."

Kendall swallowed hard, not sure what to say next. "Oh."

"I don't know what to do, Kendall." he hugged him, "I promised my mother...How am I suppose to do that if the reason James freaked out was because he's in love with me? I can't make it better. He and I...we could never...I don't..."

The blonde smiled softly, wrapping his arms tighter around the other. Logan noticed the change and couldn't help but smile himself. He didn't say anything, though, not wanting to embarrass Kendall about him wanting him to stay. Logan remembered the feeling when he thought Kendall was leaving him.

"I won't be able to do anything, will I?"

"No..." Kendall told him as he pulled back, "you really can't..."

"I can't let him die, Kendall. Please...my mother...she made me promise...If I can't stop him from...from...from doing what he's doing...I can...I can try. Please..."

"We'll do what we can, okay?"

Logan's throat closed up. He hadn't really thought about what he was going to do about James. He couldn't control his brother and Logan had a feeling no matter what he did or said to him, James would never give up what he did. He loved what he did. No matter the reason. He'd been avoiding talking about it with Kendall. Avoided even thinking about it. He was at a loss at what to do and now he couldn't make sense out of anything to even think of where to begin.

He looked up at Kendall, tears gathering in his eyes. His mother's face kept flashing through his mind. He couldn't please his mother when she was alive. He'd made it his mission to do her right after she died. She wanted him to protect James as much as he could. He wasn't ready to let her down. "Promise?"

This went against everything Kendall ever believed in when it came to his gang. If Logan hadn't been in his life, James would have been dead long ago. He was planning and ready to kill the rival leader the day Kendall saw Logan for the first time. He was in position and everything was going according to plan until James had met up with Logan. Kendall had recognized Logan from the picture but his information had told him Logan had still been in Texas. Logan had moved to Minnesota that day and Kendall couldn't bring himself to carry out the plan.

That was the first time Kendall had ever turned his back on what he did. "I promise."

This was going to be the second. Kendall had a plan.

The gun clicked, a smirk forming on Wayne-Wayne's face as he tore his eyes away and turned to the man standing opposite of the table. The man's lips turned up in a somewhat smile, though his body stiffened at the same time. The gang leader paid no mind to it, eyes drifting back to the case of product in front of him. Exchanges like these were always tense, no matter the quality of the product. If the buyer wasn't happy, he could choice to shoot you. The only think more dangerous then a bad product is a good product. If the buyer likes what he sees, he could still decide to shoot you and take both the product and the money.

Wayne-Wayne had been known to do such a scam but at this time had no desire to do so. The aspect of getting to Kendall was too tempting of a chance to give up. He wasn't about to risk screwing it up and if that meant playing things by different rules for the time being, he was more then prepared to do so.

He looked up again, locking eyes with the man once more before turning his head to the two crew members he'd brought with him. He motioned for them with a slightly nod. The man again tensed, hand moving towards his gun. His associates behind him did the same. They relaxed, only in the slightest, when Kyle placed the briefcase on the table, opening it to reveal the money. He shoved it over to them, moving back to allow the man to count it.

The seller seemed pleased. He motioned for the people behind him to move forward, causing Wayne-Wayne and his crew members to stiffen slightly, though they did their best not to show it. Just as the buyer could turn, so could the seller. The man grabbed the money off the table, the other two behind him picking up the other two crates of guns and setting them in their place next to the third.

Wayne-Wayne didn't pay any mind to them as they backed slowly up to their car and drove away. Doing a mental check, he started crossing off all the things on his list that he needed before he made his next move in his plan. His cell phone rang, signaling he had a message.

Kendall took over James' east side. North next.

The leader frowned. He was running out of time. He was going to have to make his move soon.

Logan seemed comforted by his presence. Kendall was beginning to understand why but still didn't exactly know what to do. His idea of comforting was a pat on the back or a light punch in the shoulder. He didn't dare try it here, no matter how loud his mind screamed at him to do something. Logan seemed to just be happy with staying near him. Kendall silently prayed it was enough.

Kendall softly kissed across his jaw line, pulling Logan up until his head was resting against the pillow. The way Logan instantly relaxed did not go unnoticed by the blonde. He brought their lips together, pressing their bodies close as the brunette wrapped his arms around his neck. He pulled back slightly, his hands moving from Logan's hips to his belt, removing it and his pants as he continued to kiss him.

He pulled back to yank Logan's shirt off, then his own. He made quick work of the rest of their clothes and prepared Logan slowly, swallowing the moans that escaped before entering him. Logan gave a low moan, legs raising to wrap around Kendall's middle. Kendall set a slow and even pace, grasping Logan's curled hand by his head and intervening their fingers. He ignored his instincts to move faster as Logan was moaning out his name in breathless chants. It wasn't the screams Kendall loved to hear from him but there was something in the tone that made the blonde feel as if he was on fire.

Logan had completely melted into Kendall, losing himself in soft kisses and gentle touches. A low moan of protest escaped his lips as the criminal withdrew slightly. He suddenly felt himself being lifted from the bed but before he could question it, he was sitting comfortably in Kendall's lap. He wrapped his legs tighter around him, moaning as he went deeper at the new angle.

Kendall's hand came up to grasp Logan's cheek, stroking lightly as he learned forward and kissed him again. Feeling the familiar coil in his stomach, he reached between them with his free hand, stroking Logan as he rocked his hips. The brunette came with a low moan, resting his forehead against Kendall's shoulder. The blonde wasn't far behind, moan muffled by Logan's hair.

Kendall then lifted Logan up and turned them so his back was against the headboard of the bed and Logan was placed back in his lap with his head on his shoulder. He pulled the blanket over them as Logan fell asleep. He settled back against the headboard, his body begging to let sleep take him, but his mind was racing too fast for him to relax.

Kendall knew what he had to do. He hated the very thought of it but it was for Logan. The criminal kept reminding himself but no matter how many times he did, he just couldn't stop the growl from escaping his throat. Logan murmured something in his sleep, shifting slightly, but quickly snuggled back into him. Kendall stayed completely still, only breathing again when he was sure Logan wouldn't wake up.

Sighing, he reached for his phone that he'd left on the nightstand. Meeting tomorrow. Tell everyone. He waited until the message sent before closing his phone and drifting to sleep.


(A/N) Hey everyone. I'm sorry this is coming so late. I had it done for a few days but my internet was again iffy.

If you read the author's notes you know about my grandmother. Well, she didn't die. Not when we thought she would, at least. She is being moved to hospice today and I am currently at the hospital with her. How long she has is hard to say. All I know is hospital visits everyday and school is hard to balance and writing is even harder. I, however, worked on this chapter whenever I had free time and I shall for the next and the next until everything settles.

I hope everyone understands and also that this chapter doesn't competely suck.

OOO! Also, I have two new Kogan ideas. One I'm not so sure about...It is a AU. It is a story of Kendall who is 18 and he is currently losing his father and visiting the hospital with his mother and sister everyday. Enter Logan, an 18 year old nurse (there is a reason for his young age and the fact he is a nurse) who is Mr. Knight's nurse when Kendall visits. I havn't worked out all the bugs just yet. The inspiration is my grandmother.

The second is also an AU with inspiration from one of my classes. There is apparently a magician named James Randi who is a skeptic of the paranomal. He has offered a million dollars to anyone who can prove to be psyhic in an experiment in his lap and no one has. So, Logan's father shall be somewhat of a James Randi with Logan following in his footsteps. That is, until, Kendall Knight walks in claiming to be psyhic.

What do you think?

With Love,

Clarissa!