Hello there my lovely reviewers I have to say I have the most fun writing this story and I'm glad you all enjoy it too! This chappy comes from the song Love and Destroy from Franz Ferdinand, who are all incredibly sexy!-Goes WHHOOO in corner- Be prepared for more angst. Cause I don't know how to write anything else.

Reveiwers:

anjel919: Thanks a bundle as always dear! I know, I'm full of surprises, and I give you a little taste of Ryan/Marco here...but don't get too happy, cause Dylan's comming soon...woah...that sounds so nasty...

ReRe04: Awsome? Sweet? I love one liners, they rock my italian french pink emo socks with a passion

Chapter 5: Love and Destroy

"Is there something that you're not telling me Ryan?". Her voice held a steady note of rejection within it, and Ryan should've just given up right then and there as soon as he met his mother in the door after the somewhat awkward ride that Marco had given him a few minutes ago," Whose car is that? Where is your car? Your so irresponsible! And didn't you forget that you had to pick up your sister-"

"Mom?" Ryan silenced her quietly ."Cool it. You told me all of this already. I said I was sorry." And with that he turned around and went up the stairs, he could practically see her head exploding and flying all over the place. He went down the hall, making a left, and made his way into Sarah's room .She was sitting there, curled up in a ball with a coloring book and crayons sprawled out all over the floor. "Sarah…?"He asked quietly.

"What?" The little 12 year old snapped. She looked up and looked back down quickly when she saw how it was." Now you decided to show eh, Perry?"

"Look. Alright, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Damnit, what do you want me to do. Now you know that I can't race across the whole city to catch you and pick you up with the help of the bus Sarah! Especially since mom trashed my car! Have some common sense and now, because of you, mom's gonna be on my ass for the rest of the week over it. Look-" He said as he silenced her, "Don't talk. Just listen. Where is your sister?"

"How am I supposed to answer if I can't talk?" Sarah asked smartly, smirking but wiped it off her face when she saw that her brother wasn't in the mood. "She's in the kitchen while the twins are in the bathroom and Robert is in his bedroom reading"

"Perfect, you left the twins in the bathroom…"Ryan trailed off as his sister nodded.

"Alone…"He continued.

"Yeah…"

"Unattended…"

"Yes, already! "She snapped. Then she finally realized what had happened. "I'll go get the-"

"No" Ryan stopped her, "Just…stay in your room. I don't need to baby sit anyone more than I have to "He turned around and slammed the door shut, followed by a series of crayons being thrown at the door. He quickly jogged down the hallway, grabbing a pair of goggles before walking in to find the bathroom flooded like a fish tank. Once he opened the door he was hit by a wave of water." Perfect…just perfect" He murmured sloshing over the carpeting and towards the two 6 year old boys floating in the bathtub. Mark, the oldest by 5 minutes, stuck his tongue at his brother and pulled down his eyelid." Nah huh, Perry, prove to Mikey over there that the cookie monster isn't dumb!". Mike, the official baby of the family threw water at his brother, "He is so! Tell em' Perry".

Ryan sighed as he gave up trying to get the water out and decided that he'd just wait for the water to dry. "Yeah…huh…what…sure, he's right" Hr mumbled, tossing off his goggles and sitting by the edge of the tub and taking soap into his hands. "Come on boys…I'm tired, don't put up a fight when we do this please" He undid the plug and both boys began to scream out. "Now quiet…please…shhh…no…stop…yelling…-" Ryan pleaded, pushing the plug back into the tub, they automatically stopped ."Why me?" He groaned slightly as he got up and shuffled down the hall." What's his problem?" Mike asked.

"I dunno, but the cookie monster probably would" Mark intelligently said, beaming.

"Not-uh!" Mike protested

"Uh-huh!" Mark insisted

Ryan appeared back into the room with towels in his hands and held the first one up. "Hop on in Marky, it's nice and hot". Mark looked at the towel and then back at Mike before he got out of the bathtub and let Ryan wrap him up. Once he was fully covered Ryan sat him in the toilet seat and held out the next towel. "Next person please" .Mike got up and hopped into Ryan's arms also, quickly being bundled up before Ryan scooped both of them up under his arms and carried them down the hall into their room. He dropped them lightly onto the bed before saying "Get dressed, get into bed."

"Can we have a story?" Mike asked, moving towards the drawers.

"Maybe" Ryan grumbled as he closed the door. Now he was off in search of Robert, and in the next room over he found him there, his eyes practically buried into the book. Ryan knocked softly on the door."Hey, what are you reading?"

"Some book on magic tricks" Robert said, not looking up.

"Interesting…need anything?" Ryan asked, lingering by the door.

"No, no thanks. I'm good."

"Oh, okay. Lights out in 2 minutes okay?"

"Sure"

Ryan closed the door and then went to his final sister/check for the night in the kitchen. Lizzie sat by the table, twirling her food around on a string and reading some chess book. "Natalie called, she said something about yelling at you but I don't remember what"

"Great" Ryan said as he sat next to her. "Still practicing those moves?"

"Yeah" Lizzie said, "It's pretty much the only thing that I'm good at"

"M'kay" Ryan said, getting up. He wasn't in the mood for one of her sudden depression swings and kissed her on the head. "Light's out in 5 minutes"

"Okay. Night Ryan" She said stiffly.

"Yeah, night Liz" Ryan quickly made his way back up to Sarah's room to wish her goodnight but she was already asleep and then decided to go off and tuck the twins in but they were both locked behind their own dreams, intertwined in each other's arms. He didn't bother to go check on Robert, he'd let him stay up a bit later because he knew it made him happy. Finally, he could sleep! But then he remembered one last final thing popped up. Slightly hanging his head low and drooping his shoulders he shuffled down the halls into his mother's bedroom to see her sitting up and staring at the television. He gently pushed her back down into the bed and pulled the covers over her. "Goodnight mom. Love you" He said softly, turning to leave when she stopped him ."Ryan…"

"Yes?" He asked, wondering what she was about to say

"Keep the T.V on, turn off the lights on the way out" She said as she turned over onto her sides.

He guessed that wasn't what he was expecting. He did as he was told before heading back up to his room and finally, finally getting a chance at some much needed rest. He flopped down onto the bed after he switched off the lights and tried to go to sleep but it refused to come. He laid there for a good two hours, tossing this way and that way, trying to find some comfort within his maze of sheets but it refused to come. Around 12pm he got up and grabbed his cell phone and dialed in a set of numbers, he waited in the dark and wondered what he should do. "He-llo?" A dry voice cracked out.

"Hey…" He said softly, "Did I wake you? I can call back later if you want me to"

"Nonsense silly. I'm wide awake sadly enough, a little dazed and a little drugged but fine all in all. So what do I owe this pleasure Pieare?" The woman asked sweetly, making Ryan's eyes well up.

His nickname Perry came from Pieare, which was supposed to be his real first name but his father had objected .So his mother called him Pierre, his siblings called him Perry, his step mother called him 'Boy occasionally when she wasn't using his full faux name and everyone else called him Ryan.

"I miss you mommy" He said weakly, tears sparkling in his eyes. He abruptly washed them away though and tightened his grip around the telephone cord.

"I miss you too honey" She said softly. "If it was up to me I'd fly out there-"

"No! No mom! No planes, please, no planes" Ryan begged.

"I'd swim. I'd fly, I'd jump, I'd teleport or however else mode of transportation to get to you baby. But I can't, you know that. I can't even make it down a hall let alone a sidewalk" She said it patiently, but he could tell how much it bothered her.

"I- I know. I'm sorry" Ryan said quickly.

"Fine. It's fine. How are my little angels?" His mother asked.

"Fine, just fine" Ryan answered." Mike and Mark are having the great cookie monster debate of 2005, Lizzie has become manic depressive again and Sarah hates me. Oh and Robert is into magic now"

"Don't say it like that sweetie" His mother insisted." You have to be strong. If not for me for your brother and sisters."

"But I can't keep doing this mom. Every day. Every night…it's hard. And they know mom, they know that your probably not coming back. And dad-"

"Your father would be proud to know that you're trying to take care of your family" She interjected quickly." And yet you fail to realize that"

"I am no dad" Ryan said softly into the phone," And yet you fail to realize that"

"No one's asking you to be-"

"Yes mom! Yes you are! I have to do everything…everything…everything! And what does this help? Nothing and you know why?" He dropped his voice down as he heard shuffling at his door." Because the truth is that I cannot stand being around them. All of them. Not Sarah. Not Lizzie. Not Mark, not Mike and especially not Robert. Want to know why? Because they all remind me of him. Their eyes. Their faces. The things that they say. It's dad everywhere I go mom…everywhere I go"

His mother was silent for a few minutes before she spoke again." I love you very much Ryan. I have to go, please…" She began as the phone cut off .He shook the phone and called out again." Mom? Hello?" But the connection was gone. Slamming the phone onto the stand next to his bed he got up and walked over to his door and opened the door to see everybody incept Karen standing in front of the door. Lizzie shot him a look full of daggers before she turned around and grabbed Sarah, who was holding Robert's hand. And he grabbed onto Mike and Mark's hands." Well, stop lounging around outside my door. Go to sleep!" He snapped. He whirled around and slammed his door shut.

Ryan woke up the next day rather sourly before he rolled out the bed and ambled into the shower. He flipped on the water and turned the shower head so that it was angled up, and then stood under it, the water hitting his back in ribbons, each one releasing the tension where it was locked and stored up. He was beginning unwind when someone knocked on the door." Perry, there's someone at the door for you. They look kinda dangerous and all, and they have a wrench in their hands." It was Sarah who talked.

Ryan grumbled angrily, grabbed a towel, didn't wrap it tight enough around his waist and walked down the steps, Sarah behind him. She pointed to the door and Ryan motioned for her to stay there while he opened it. For once, she did as she was told. Ryan opened the door and stuck his head out only to be trampled over by Marco, running into the house and jumping up and landing on top of Ryan. "Close the door, close the door!" Marco shouted. Ryan, who was stunned at the minute and still sort of trapped under Marco made Sarah shut the door .Marco ducked his head and covered his ears. Sarah and Ryan did the same and just as they did a tire came flying through their window, followed by a huge explosion. Later there was a car alarm sound and then bells went off." What the hell was that?" Ryan asked, pushing Marco off of him and getting up.

"That" Marco said tiredly as he dusted himself off, " Was my car…Let's just say that I tried fixing it myself and that the red wire thingy doesn't mix well with engine fuel…that and a tank of gas-" He stopped his rambling as he grunted and looked away. Sarah rolled her eyes and walked off." I think Natalie needs to get a new man"

Ryan raised his eyes brows." What's that supposed to mean?"

Marco laughed. He simply bent down and picked up the towel that was around Ryan's ankles and handed it to him. "I have no idea"

Ryan looked stunned, so Marco took this time to walk into the living room and sat on their couch." Come on Ryan…" He wined slightly," Let's go out somewhere.."

Ryan quickly walked up the steps and threw on the closet thing he could find before coming back downstairs and looking at the tire that Marco was now sitting on." Your car just exploded and it's tire is sitting in my living room" He said it calmly, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Yeah…sorry about that man. I'll pay for is…matter of fact, do you have a lap top?" Marco asked, getting up and taking the tire with him. Ryan watched as he walked across the room and opened the front door and then proceeded to chuck the tire back trough the door into on coming traffic, which was followed by many curses, car honks and screeching tires. Ryan peeked out the window and saw a gigantic pile of burning metal, which was to be assumed to be Marco's car across the street and shut the window quickly.

"There's one upstairs in my room, you're welcome to it if you want-" Ryan didn't finish the rest as Marco went upstairs with Ryan trailing behind him. He didn't realize it until now, but Ryan had left the shower water running, so he went into the bathroom to turn it off. Marco, which couldn't tell the rooms apart followed Ryan into the bathroom, blinded by the smoke, he tripped over the toilet and almost fell into the shower curtains but Ryan caught him." I don't think this is your bedroom" Marco said as he clutched onto him.

"You'd be surprised what us artist can use as bedrooms-" Ryan began, about to help Marco up fully when Sarah came running into the bathroom. " Perry! Perry! Perry!"

"What?" Ryan snapped.

"Robert won't give me back my pens!"

"Robert, give her back her pens" Ryan commanded

"But she gave them to me!" Robert said forcedly.

"Well then there his!" Ryan said as he blinked a couple of times through the steam induced fog to see them.

"Give me!" He heard Sarah snap. And then there was a yanking sound

"No!" Robert yelled, pulling back

Marco was silent until the kids got closer and Ryan, who was still holding onto him, hadn't pulled him up yet, So when Robert yelled " Screw you" and let go, Sarah came toppling into Ryan but at the last minute gained her balance but it wasn't fast enough because it sent Ryan, along with Marco into the bath tub. The two siblings ran out of the room, still yelling and Marco looked up at Ryan, who was now drenched in scolding hot shower water and laughed.

" What exactly is so funny?" Ryan asked angrily.

" You" Marco laughed out as he motioned to him. Ryan's brown hair was plastered against his face and his black jeans and white shirt also now clung like a second skin to him. He lowered his eyes slowly as he noticed that Ryan was sitting in his lap and moved slightly.

" You know, this could be a pretty good picture" Ryan joked lightly

"Yeah, my boyfriend would love to see this one. He'd probably say "Who's the hot boy sitting on your lap" and run away with you" Marco said, moving again.

"I think we should get up now" Ryan said as he placed his hands on the edge of the tub railing and was about to get up off of Marco when the lights switched on and someone opened the door." What the hell is going on here?" The shrill voice snapped.

Ryan, who was distracted at the voice, grabbed a bar of soap and his hand slipped. Marco watched helplessly as Ryan hit his head first on the railing and then head first hit back onto Marco's body. Now it was bad enough that the two boys were soaking wet…in a bath tub…with the water still on…and steam filling the room…and the lights off…and the curtain pulled back…but the fact that the way Ryan's head landed in Marco's lap rather close to something that…(let's just say Marco was very proud of)… put a whole different spin on things. Karen pulled back the curtain to see Marco holding Ryan's body while laying in the tub full of water and Ryan's face pretty damn close to the zipper of Marco's jeans.

Giggles, I liked this chappy and chappy 6 and 7 are already written.3 Reveiws is all I ask peoples! So read and enjoy