Chris and Wyatt were secretly making out in Wyatt's room that Wednesday night. It had been a week since Piper busted them and she had cast an anti-orb spell to discourage the boys' nightly visits, along with two weeks worth of grounding. It took them six days for them to try and fail in convincing Piper to take it down. Flashback "But what if an unstoppable demon comes?" "You're kidding me, right? Your brother can literally freeze time. I'm not talking about molecular freezing, like I do, but the actual stopping of time. Do you REALLY think he can't flick his wrist or blink his eyes fast enough to open a door and YELL FOR HELP?" Piper's eyebrow rose just a little in disbelief. "Now I know where Chris gets his sarcasm from..."Wyatt muttered. "WHAT was that?" "Nothing!" "Yeah, it better be 'nothing,'" Piper muttered. "Stupid all-powerful kids...think they're so hot...rhma...pgh..shfu...back in my time..." "Ooo, ooo, I know! What if it's immortal?" Chris said eagerly.
"What are you, a monkey? God, how did I fall in love with you?" Wyatt teased, he was answered with a pillow to the face, hard.
"Then turn it into a tree or something. Your Aunt Paige and I did." "Well, what if Chris isn't strong enough to do it?" "He's the second most powerful being in the universe, well, at least in this dimension, to have EVER existed," Piper said with a glare at her older son, who gave her second son a quick glance of apology. "I'm sure he can handle it." "Okay...but, Mom...I mean...do you really think that he's going to be able to yell out a rhyming couplet about foliage at..." Wyatt trailed off and stole a glance at the clock. "...2:00 AM in the morning?" "Wyatt...He's the best spell writer we have in the house. He can even beat Phoebe. I'm sure he can handle something so SIMPLE as a transmogrification spell." "Actually, the Book of Shadows was wrong, or at least the ancestor who wrote that part was wrong, transmogrification is changing an inanimate object into an animate object," Chris said matter-of-factly. "Changing an animate object into...an inanimate...object...is called...never mind," Chris trailed off as his mother's and brother's glares settled on him. Piper's glare shifted to her elder son and his vanished when he noticed she wasn't mad at Chris right then. "What?" "Give me your next reason." "Oh...uhh...um...OH, I know! What if the demon steals our senses and we can't tell where the demon is?" Wyatt grinned with a triumphant look on his face. "Firstly, the demon would probably hit both of you, anyway and you'd be no better off. Secondly, use you're Whitelighter powers to sense it, freeze it, and call us for help." Wyatt's grin vanished. "Okay, okay, I got it. What if there was an underground legion of demons who thought that Wyatt is their leader reincarnated and wants him to come back, so they reverse his morality and then sic him on us? Huh? Huh?" Chris asked with a triumphant look on his face, grinning at both Wyatt and his mom. Wyatt sighed and cast his eyes downward, shaking his head. His mom just groaned. "Okay, now you're just being neurotic." End Flashback Chris was lost in the sensuality of that kiss. It seemed to last for eternity. It seemed to last for only a few seconds. His senses were on overload and didn't notice that Wyatt had already taken off his button down shirt and was now working on Chris'. Shirts now off, Wyatt started working on Chris' jeans. Chris realized it that time. He closed a hand around Wyatt's wrist and broke out of the kiss with a gasp. "Wyatt, please...I just...I can't-" Chris didn't understand why Wyatt was pushing this so much. Chris had told him that he wasn't comfortable with that, but still he always kept pushing. "No...uh...I understand...we'll stop," Wyatt sighed and rolled on to his back, all levels of passion now dead. He didn't understand Chris, just a few days ago he had been so eager and aggressive, now he was back to uncertain. Chris was taking him for a roller coaster ride and it was a very frustrating ride Chris looked into Wyatt's deep blue eyes, his eyes were always expressive, even if his face showed no emotion his eyes revealed his soul "I'm sorry, Wyatt...I...just...not right now..." Chris said pleadingly. He swallowed in uncertainty.
"I understand," said Wyatt.
"Do you? I mean, do you really? Because I have told you before, but you keep pushing. I don't know, I'm so confused, but what I do know is...is that I love you. That I'm in love with you and...and I want to give us a chance..." Wyatt's head perked up and he stared at Chris' face, willing him to look at him. Chris' eyes gave one last look over the room before meeting Wyatt's gaze. "I love you, too," Wyatt said, drawing Chris into a chaste kiss. He pulled apart and rested his forehead on Chris'. Chris smiled. He turned over and scooted closer to Wyatt, spooning into him. Wyatt brought a protective and possessive arm around Chris' waist, and kissed his neck, which made Chris' smile even brighter. They lay there, in comfortable silence, and both went to sleep sated, happy, and content.
a/n i would like to thank my lovely assistant Devil's Archangel for coming up with the first draft to this chapter. without her this story would have probably died because i was loosing interest, now it has been given a new life and will develop a plot shortly. thank you all for reading and reveiw.