Here you go all. The promised chapter 5!

David's POV

I never thought in a million years he would do this but he did. And well too I might add. He hit me. His fist slammed into my jaw knocking me backwards on the bed. I jumped up, breathing hard, ready for a fight.

It's only Christopher stupid. I told myself.

But he hit you for no reason. My sub-conscience was back. Woo-hoo.

Do I look like I fucking care that he hit me?

Yes. You look like you are going to hit him back actually. I realized I...it...we... my sub-conscience was correct and dropped my fists, relaxing. Jumping when he began yelling at me, right up in my face.

"Damn it David! None of this is your fucking fault. Things were fucked up beyond all repair here before we were dragged here by that bitch!" Well, at least he hadn't stormed out screaming obscenities yet. Yet. "You're not some damned hero. The rest of us are as scared as you. Guess what? We screw up too! God, our lives are so fucked up now how can we not fuck up everything we do? Athena only chose you to be her general because you act like some freaking powerful warrior when really you're just a kid with the shit scared out of him. Guess what else. You are not a god so, Get. Over. Yourself!" I clenched my sore jaw and held back the stinging words that I wanted to scream back at him. Made myself not attack him. He grabbed me and kissed me long and hard. He pulled back panting, placed his hands on my chest and shoved me roughly. I landed on the bed, on my back, looking up at him shocked.

"Sorry I hit you but, god David, you just have this air about you that totally pisses me off. Like you think you're better than everyone and then you act like every bad thing that happens is all you fault. Like this whole twisted world revolves around what you do. It doesn't. None of this is your fault; it's that bitchy witch Senna's fault. Okay?" His voice was gentle as he lay beside me, looking deep into my eyes as though he could read what I was thinking. "Not your fault Davy." He grinned because he knew very well I hated when anyone called me that. Though now I realized I didn't mind when he called me that. When he said it.

Oh god, I am gay!

See, I told you.

"Thank you... Chrissy." I grinned back but then I quickly became serious, as I needed to know something. "For everything. Really. Even for hitting me. I think I needed it." He laughed quietly. "I'm going to try and change. I want you to do just what you did before if I screw up. You let me know if I do alright?" He snorted, a wicked gleam lighting up his eyes. I placed a hand on his warm cheek. I would make up these past few months to him, if he wanted my apology. Or at least I would try to make it up. I kissed him gently, wrapping my arms around him. He slid one arm around my waist and one around my neck, pulling me closer to his body. His tongue touched my lips as though asking for entrance. I opened my mouth and realized I was french kissing one of my friends. A friend who just so happened to be a guy. And who also happened to like me back. Oh. My. God. My whole body tingled and I knew then that I had wanted this to happen for so long, I may not have realized it but I did.

"Mmmph," I said as his hands slid down my back and under my shirt. What can I say, his hands were cold. He tugged my shirt over my head, gasping when he saw what it had been hiding. A map work of scars, old and new, silver and pink lines covering my entire torso. My muscles were defined, my ribs sticking out because I had not eaten for so long. His fingers gently traced some of the scars, awe shining in his blue eyes. I shivered, goose bumps appeared, making the fine hairs stick up all over my body.

"God David," He whispered looking into my eyes. "Despite you being way too skinny you are exquisite!" I blushed realizing my jeans had become much too tight in the past few minutes. I replied.

"I didn't know you knew what that word meant, much less how to use it in a grammatically correct sentence." He snorted and retorted gently, gazing into my eyes.

"You sound like Jalill. Glad you're not or I might have knocked you out by now, and you are much more lovely to look at than he is."

"He's lovely? I'm just more so. Huh, I was so hoping I was the only one." I smiled teasingly. He rolled me onto my back; leaning over me he kissed me hungrily. I pulled his shirt over his head, licking my lips and devouring the sight of him. He was so strong; his muscles must be more developed than when we first got here. I knew they were because we all walked around without our shirts on an awful lot when we were out and about in Everworld wilderness because it was so hot. Well, us guys did anyway.

I shivered in delight as his lips moved to my eyes, nose, ears, down my neck.

"Oh you are David, you are the only one..." At the base of my neck his tongue flicked out, sliding down across my chest leaving a trail of fire in its wake. His mouth sucked at my nipple, lavishing it, hot breath splashing across my chest. His mouth and tongue worked its way over my chest and stomach leaving no place untouched. He hooked his fingers in my waistband and looked up at me, eyes asking permission. I nodded jerkily.

"Yes!" I gasped. He grinned and slowly, agonizingly slowly un-buttoned and un-zipped my jeans.

"God! Just do it already Chris!" He looked up at me again, grinning wickedly.

Oh shit.

I know you hate me now! I'm super sorry! I know thing is a major hanger but jeez! I'll write more soon! I PROMISE!