Authors note- the quote Shane remembers is from my own memory, years ago when I was little, and went to two different churches, one with my foster mother, and the other with my foster siblings. At the one with my foster siblings, (oddly enough it was in an old morgue) the pastor John Childers, told me and told the whole church this numerous times "if you do your best, then god will do the rest." Pastor john and his wife Beth, and two sons, Zack, and Jonah, (I think that was his name, he was just born a year before I moved.) meant so much to me. They were there for me at all times and back then I need as many people like that as I could get. I was going through a lot of tough stuff, things an 8 and 9 year old should never have to deal with. So this story is for them, as a thanks for always being there.

The Christmas List

By lttlelola

Chapter 2

Shane's List

Shane and Dustin landed in Dustin's bedroom, which was of course yellow, but it had as much red in it as it did yellow, since Shane was always there, and leaving stuff behind.

Shane smiled, and looked down to where he was still holding Dustin around the waist, "D, you okay?" he asked his voice full of concern.

"Yeah, majorly tired though." Dustin muttered, reveling in the feel of Shane's arm around him. "I finally get his arms around me and it's because I can barely move. If I get his every time I get beaten in battle, I should do it more often".

Shane was thinking along the same lines "I finally get my arms around him and he's hurt, is it wrong to wish he'd just pass out right now?" Shane shook his head, to clear it and said "Can you make it over to your bed? Or do you want to lay down on your couch?" Shane secretly hoped it would be the bed, cause then it would be big enough for the both of them.

"The bed, it's more comfortable, and I can roll over with out falling off." Dustin said as Shane helped him over to the bed.

Shane laid Dustin on the bed, pulling his arm out from under him, and pulled his shoes off, "I'm going to stay for a while okay? So go to sleep, if I'm not here when you wake up I'll be taking my list to Ops." Dustin nodded and in seconds he was asleep. Shane just stood there taking his time looking at his best friends sleeping form, he knew what he wanted for Christmas, and since it was the time for miracles, he decided that it would be number one on his list, besides it's not like they'd know it was his anyway. Shane smiled and got a piece of paper and a pen from Dustin's desk, sitting on the edge of the bed he began to make out his list, all the while staring at Dustin.

Dear Santa,

This year, this is what I want for Christmas.

1.My best friend.

2.My best friend to be happy with what they get for Christmas, cause they have been there for me through it all and deserve the best.

3. For us to beat Lothor, he's really beginning to tick me off, and if he hurts my love again, I'll take him down single handedly.

4.For my other friends to get what they ask for as well.

This may sound weird Santa but, this is what I want for Christmas.

Shane folded up his list and sighed, " I guess I'm not very superficial." Putting his list in his pocket he got another sheet of paper, this time to write a letter to Dustin. Remembering what a pastor had told him years ago, "if you do your best, then god will do the rest." Shane smiled at that memory, that was what he needed right now, gods help.

This letter was the best he could do. He was scared to death to tell Dustin how he felt. He didn't want to say he was gay, because he didn't know if it counted as being gay when you were only attracted to one person. He didn't want anyone but Dustin, not female or male, just Dustin.

Shane sighed as he started writing, he doubted he'd ever give Dustin this letter, it was just a way to tell Dustin how he felt. Beside him he heard Dustin shift. When he looked over, a pair of brown eyes were watching him, "I must have taken longer than I thought, if he's already awake." Shane thought and smiled "hey, feeling better?" "god he looks so cute when he's just woken up!"

Dustin was watching Shane, trying not to let his feelings show. Shane was on the bed with Dustin, and Dustin was glad he was covered up cause just having him this close was having an effect on his control. Dustin smiled "yeah, what are you writing?"

"a letter, I already made my list, do you want to make yours right now?" Dustin nodded and sat up, as Shane handed him some paper and a magazine to give him a surface. Shane shifted so Dustin wouldn't be able to read what he was writing, "what are you going to ask for?" Shane laughed at the look on Dustin's face.

"dude, it's secret, hint the name of what it's for." Dustin laughed as he wrote his letter, not knowing that it was identical to Shane's.

Dear Santa,

This year, this is what I want for Christmas.

1.My best friend.

2.My best friend to be happy with what they get for Christmas, cause they have been there for me through it all and deserve the best.

3. For us to beat Lothor, he's really beginning to tick me off, and if he hurts my love again, I'll take him down single handedly.

4.For my other friends to get what they ask for as well.

This may sound weird Santa but, this is what I want for Christmas.

Shane smiled when Dustin finished his letter, "Want to go give them to Sensei now?"

Dustin got up, and put the list in his pocket, "I guess, there's nothing else to do here. Hey are you still staying here till your parents get back?" Dustin pulled on his shoes and made the bed, pushing Shane off of it

"Yeah, we need to stop at my house on the way back here, to get my stuff. I'm glad your parents suggested I stay with you, I really didn't want to go with them to visit my brother. His next door neighbor is terrible she won't leave me alone!" Shane laughed and absently put his letter on the desk,

"Well actually I suggested you stay with us, I mean, you would have been alone in that house for about a week or so, it's enough to drive anyone insane." Dustin walked over to where Shane was, "You ready?"

"Yeah, lets go." Shane nodded, and together they streaked to ninja ops.