Disclaimers: Ninja Storm belongs to Saban or BVE or both…or to someone who ISN'T me

A/N: And things were going so smoothly…   Thanks for the reviews, I really appreciate them!

Chapter 6: Secrets Told

"Tell me a secret of yours."

"And if I do…" Hunter said, eyeing Cam suspiciously.

"I'll tell you one of mine.  It's only fair."

Hunter's eyes never left Cam's, there was something about him that made Hunter feel like he could trust him with everything.  Well, almost everything.  He only trusted Blake with everything.

"Well, if you were ever wondering why I don't chase girls…it's because I'm not attracted to them."

And as much as Hunter searched Cam's eyes for ridicule, hatred, or anger, all he found was…understanding.

"Damn.  You took what I was going to tell you."

Hunter leaned back, smiling.  And so did Cam.  "Well, now that we've gotten that figured out."

"So, does Blake know?"

"Of course, he's my bro.  I think he figured it out before I did."

"How does that work?"

"Denial isn't just a river in Egypt."

Cam laughed.  Hunter found that he really liked that sound.  "I know what you mean."

"So…does your dad know?"

"Yup.  He didn't take it well at first, but he's come around.  I think he's pretty cool with it."

"Well, that's good."

"I was scared to death to tell him, but I knew I had to.  I think he suspected it, he just didn't say anything."

The two conversed while finishing their coffees and desserts.  Each paid for their own, then they headed back to Hunter's apartment since that's where Cam had left his car.  At the car, Hunter stopped Cam from opening the door.

"I've got another secret for you."

"What's that?" Cam asked, eyeing Hunter with curiosity.

Hunter just leaned in, kissing Cam on the cheek.  "That."

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Cam got into his car, heading off toward Ops.  His head was swimming, thinking about his evening with Hunter that ended with that kiss.  His hand left the steering wheel, brushing over where Hunter had kissed him.

"This can't be happening," Cam muttered, then continued driving home.

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"Hey bro," Hunter called when he saw that the TV was on.

"Hey," Blake replied, coming out from his room.  "How was your date?"

Hunter glared, replying, "It wasn't a date.  We were just hanging out.  And it was fine, the movie was good, we didn't get sucked into a bucket of popcorn, we went to the café, talked and that was it.  And we managed to figure out that we have one more thing in common."

Blake stood wide eyed, still not used to Hunter's sugar and caffeine induced rapid speech.  The next day was full of show preparations and Ranger training.  And at the end of the day, it was Cam and Hunter who were again left to themselves while the others had dates of their own.

"Now what?" Hunter asked as he and Cam strolled the street.

"Just not another movie," Cam answered.

"Fine with me."

They continued to walk, stopping for sodas at a convenience store before heading toward the beach.  They talked about Rangering and about Hunter's upcoming show before they sat on the boardwalk.

"What did you mean last night?" Cam asked, needing to exactly what Hunter's parting kiss to the cheek meant.

"Depends on what you're referring to," Hunter answered, pulling one foot up on the bench.

"Just before I left, that other secret."

Hunter wrapped his arms around his leg, tapping the bottom of the half empty soda bottle against his shin.  His head was turned toward Cam, although he was staring at something behind him.

"I kinda hoped you'd figure that out on your own."

"I just want to know if it means what I think it means."

"And that is…?"

Hunter focused on Cam, who seemed to be genuinely unsure.

"That you like me," Cam said quickly.

"Then you're right.  I do, more than I probably should."

"You make it sound like it's a bad thing."

"Although I already know Blake's fine with the idea, how do you think the others would react?  How would your dad react?"

"React to what?"

"Us.  If there ever was any kind of more-than-friends relationship."

"You're jumping ahead, Hunter.  I'm still on page four."

"Huh?"

"You're getting ahead of yourself.  Right now there is no 'us' and there is no deeper relationship than this.  We hang out."

"Tori and Blake hang out."

Cam glared over his glasses.  "You know what I mean."

"Yeah," Hunter said, looking from Cam to something on his jeans.  "I do."