-1It was Friday's night and Nicky's was packed with half of the student population at Spenser's. The four Sons, of course, were right with them.

Caleb and Pogue were playing fooseball against each other while Tyler and Reid were at their usual habitat: the pool tables, challenging Aaron and Ryan.

The night was going smoothly; everyone was having fun; but fun and Aaron and Reid never mixed well for too long.

Reid made in a combo-shot that even made Tyler want to say he cheated, but the younger boy knew he didn't. He hadn't felt that ebb of Power when Reid used around him, there was nothing at all. That was pure skill… or luck; whatever it was, Aaron wasn't liking it.

"There's no way you just made that shot! You're cheating!"

"You say that shit every night, how the hell can I cheat in pool, moron? Was I blowing the balls to go that way? Oh yeah, that would work."

"I'm sure you're good enough at blowing other things that it would have."

"The only thing I'm good at blowing is punches to your ugly face, asshole."

"Come see me, Garwin," Aaron put his pool stick down and took a step closer, "You could bring your bitch, too."

"Puh-lease, Tyler is Pogue's bitch, get your facts straight."

"Reid," Tyler glared at him but Reid just shrugged.

"Is that so? You shacking up with Parry now? What, Garwin not good enough anymore?" Aaron pushed Tyler's shoulder, egging him on with a smirk.

And as soon as that hand landed on Tyler's shoulder, there was a hand in Aaron's hair, pulling him back and making waves of pain fly through his head as his hair was nearly ripped out.

"Do you have a problem, Abbott?" Pogue asked and let go of Aaron's hair, stepping in front of him so he could face him. "Got something to say? You say it to me and leave Tyler out of it."

"Can't the kid take care of himself? Or does he need big, bad Pogue to stand up for him? You into that, Parry, being all dominant with him?" Aaron smirked and in Pogue's face.

Pogue was clenching his jaw and his fists to keep from just punching the lights out of Aaron.

"Or maybe it's Sims whose into all that kinky shit. It's always the quiet ones, right?"

Pogue growled and was just about to make his fist collide with Aaron's jaw, but Tyler pulled him back and away, towards the door.

Caleb was right behind him, dragging Reid, who was spitting out insults at Aaron even when they were half way out the door.

"You're gunna get yourself and Tyler killed one day, Reid, can you just shut up?" Caleb asked with a glare, pushing Reid to his car. He figured Tyler and Pogue would want to be alone after that and Reid being anywhere near them wouldn't let them have that privacy. "Get in, you're staying with me tonight."

"Hey, I'm not your bitch and you're sure as hell not a one night stand for me, don't tell me what to do," Reid argued but got in Caleb's car anyway.

Caleb pinched the bridge of his nose and took in a deep breath. Tonight was going to be one hell of a night, he could tell; he so deserved a thank-you from Pogue and Tyler for this.

In Tyler's Hummer, Pogue was sitting in the passenger's seat with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. Tyler was quietly driving, trying to form what he was going to say in his head.

"..I can take care of myself, Pogue," he finally said, sparing a quick glance at the long haired teen. "You don't have to jump to my defense whenever Aaron tries to start shit. I'm not gunna break if someone touches me."

"I know, baby boy, I know. That doesn't mean I can stop myself all the time."

"You're almost as bad as Reid when it comes to fighting Aaron, you know that?"

"That didn't help the situation."

"It wasn't supposed to. You need to control that hothead tendency of yours. Should I sign you up for anger management classes?"

"You're too funny. I just don't want you to get hurt, alright?"

"I don't go around starting fights, I was gunna ignore him and just get the game back on."

"Yeah well… he touched you."

"I told you, I won't break if someone touches me. You of all people should know that," Tyler smirked and glanced at Pogue.

That made Pogue smile… but just a little bit. He was still pissed, after all. "What about all that shit he was saying? I couldn't just take that."

Tyler sighed and reached over to untangle Pogue's arms so he could hold onto one of his hands. "What he says doesn't matter, he's an ass and he knows you've got a temper. You're just giving him something else to bug you with."

"Yeah well…" Pogue squeezed Tyler's hand lightly; there really wasn't anything he argue that with.

"Promise me to let me handle my own problems from now on?"

"Only if you promise not to get into any fights."

"If I did, I'd be calling for help from you anyway," Tyler pointed out. He may have been good with words and being passive about arguments but he knew he could never fight fight.

"Then we have a deal."

"Good, now give me a kiss before the light turns green."

Pogue's smile widened as he leaned over to kiss Tyler. He had only meant it to be a simple kiss, to seal the deal. They got carried away, though, and soon cars were honking behind him.

That didn't stop them though… the cars could always go around them, right?