Title: Second Chances

Disclaimer: Well, if I did own Underworld I wouldn't be writing fan-fiction now would I? Nope, hence, I own nothing. So, unless you want a popsicle stick and a cat I have nothing to give you if you sue me, so don't. I don't own the name of the chapter either. It's from a song by Linkin Park. Really awesome song and it's really I don't wanna say pretty, but it is. Listen to it if you get the chance.

A/N: OMG this took me forever to write, for some reason I just couldn't bring myself to start typing anything again. Stupid school has drained me of any creativity.

Summary: Sometime you don't get it right the first time. This is true for Kraven and Soren and now they get another chance to change what they did wrong, if they can that is.

Chapter 9: My December

Three weeks later, and many visits from Erika, Soren was released from the hospital. However, doctors felt that he should stay with someone so that he would be safe and someone would be around in case anything like that happened again.

It was all bullshit.

The only reason they wanted him to stay with someone was to make sure that he didn't fuck up and went to rehab like he was supposed to.

Stupid bitches.

Soren was standing next to his motorcycle waiting. He didn't know what he was waiting for, but for some reason, he felt he should. Something was missing and he couldn't put his finger on it.

Then it clicked. And he knew what it was. It was so simple, and it hurt to think about. The thing that seemed to complete his life. And he lost it -him-.

Kraven.

He felt terrible for the way he treated the other boy. But he had his reasons. He was going to explain it to him. When he felt like it, if only he had seen him. Ever since he bit his head off, Kraven hadn't been back. Not like he could blame him. He had been a real dick. He could admit it, now if only there was a way to get him to understand it was for his own good.

He had gone three weeks without seeing hide nor hair of his ex. However he had many visitors. Surprisingly, Sonja and Lucian came at least three times a week. Always with a member of Lucian's group of friends. Most of the time it was Raze or Pierce and Taylor. They were funny, he liked hanging out with them. Raze was quite but he was nice to just sit with.

Selene came sometimes, along with Michael who gave him an update on what was going on at school. He had gotten to know all of them better than he would have ever thought he could have. He had Michael keeping tabs on Kraven for him.

He was still standing next to his bike, key in hand and looked up into the sky, it was starting to snow. Instead of going straight to Erika's house like he planned, he seriously thought about stopping over at Kraven's and explaining. But he wasn't in the begging mood right now, so he ignored the little voice in the back of his head and swung his leg over his bike, starting the engine. He pulled out and tore off to Erika's, because he had to be shitting himself if he though Kraven would let him stay at his house.

He knocked at her door and her father answered the door, giving Soren a dirty look before letting him in. At least you could pretend to like me. Jesus man, I'm a guest try to be polite before I bash your fuckin' head in. Wow, I've got a lot of pent up anger, don't I? Soren looked around and saw Erika running towards him, giving her father the same look behind his back that he had given to the younger man.

"Come on," she said to him. "You can stay in the guest room."

"Which is right across from our room," Erika's father said. "So no funny business."

Soren nodded and followed Erika up the stairs.

"I hope he know I don't swing that way," Soren said. "I have, err, had a boyfriend." Remembering Kraven was not something he wanted to do right now, for fear he'd break down.

"So you two really did break up and Kraven wasn't just shitting me?" Soren nodded sadly at his friend. "Can I ask why?"

"I'm protecting him from me," was all the answer he gave. "I'm a druggie, what does he need me for?"

Erika stopped at the open door to the guest room and turned to her friend. "You two need each other, it doesn't matter what shit you've done in your past, you love him, and he loves you. Both of you are being incredibly stupid right now."

"It's not my fault he hasn't come back since I woke up, I wanted him to come back so I could explain. It's not my fault he doesn't have the balls to talk to me again. Even if I was a complete ass hole and-" he stopped, slid down the wall and sat on the floor. "I'm a complete dick head who doesn't deserve him. I messed up the best thing that could have ever been in my life; besides you, of course. I'm a bastard, that's all there is to it." He leaned his head back and cracked it against the wall.

"I'm going to leave you to wallow in your self pity until you figure out this entire mess. Kraven's phone number is by your bed. I suggest you call him before it's too late."

Soren nodded and got up off the floor. "You're right, I'll call him in a few minutes." She nodded, giving him a friendly kiss on the cheek, which he returned. "Thanks 'rika. Seriously."

She left and he went into the guest room and sat by the phone, trying to figure out what he was going to say. It was amazing how long it took to get his thoughts in order, but once he did, he took the piece of paper with the words Kraven's Cell on the top in Erkia's neat handwriting and read it.

"Here goes nothing," he said, dialing the number. It rang, and rang, and rang. Finally his voicemail came on. Hey it's Kraven's cell. You got the machine you know the routine. Soren sighed, hearing the others voice for the first time in three weeks. There was a beep, and he began. "Hey Kraven, it's Soren. I'm over at Erika's. Look, I want to talk to you, so call me back ok? I'm really sorry, I just need to explain so stuff to you. I love you." He hung up, taking a deep calming breath, trying not to cry.

Kraven heard his cell phone ring, and then the click of the voicemail, but left it go. He wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. He knew he was being a real jerk, avoiding everyone. Especially to Soren. He had chickened out and hadn't gone the next day to visit his ex and explain anything. In fact, he hadn't gone at all, and only found out through his mother that said boy had be released from the hospital today.

"His mother never came and visited him, did you know that?" She had asked Kraven who had been eating lunch. She had came home on her lunch break to tell her son about Soren.

"That sucks," he said, munching on his sandwich.

"No," she said, correcting him. "What really sucks is that he never got a visit from his boyfriend after he woke up. I've watched him slip, both of you in fact. Now are you going to do something about it or not?"

Kraven sighed and nodded, heading up to his room, ready to call Erika. He knew where Soren was staying from his mother as well. He felt bad, from what Erika had said, her father really didn't like Soren very well.

He picked up his phone and went to his voicemail. It was Erika's number, it was either her or Soren. He hoped it was the latter of the two, he really needed to talk to him.

He listened to the message and was almost in tears. It wasn't a very sentimental message, but he could hear the depression in the others voice, it crushed him to think he had put him through that.

Kraven only paused for a second before typing in Erika's phone number. It rang twice before Erika picked up.

"Hi Erika, I just missed Soren's call, is he still there?"

"Why, come to be an ass again?" She snapped. "Both of you are the stupidest men I've ever met."

Kraven sighed. "No, I'm going to beg and plead. Grovel over the phone to get him back. I miss him so much," he said, chewing on his lower lip slightly.

"You shouldn't be telling this to me, tell it to him," she replied.

"I know, but you didn't answer my question about weather or not he was there, then you proceeded to call me an-" she cut him off.

"I know, here he is," she said, and was gone.

"Soren?" Kraven asked slowly.

"Yeah," he said, after taking taking the phone from Erika. "Look, I just wanted to say-"

"-I'm sorry." They both said at the same time.

"I wanted to tell you, I really did, but I didn't think you would like me anymore," Soren said, depression evident in his voice.

Kraven was silent for a few seconds before he responded. "Babe," he said quietly. "Nothing you could do would make love you any less than I do."

"But-" Soren started, but was cut off.

"No buts. I've done some stupid things in my past, and that's just what it is: the past. I'm sorry I wouldn't let it drop that night, I was just extremely emotional." Kraven said, pacing about his room as he explained.

"Why didn't you come back after I woke up?"Soren asked quietly.

Kraven flinched. He didn't really know how to answer that question. "I don't know, to be totally honest." He said finally. "I was scared I guess, I had this elaborate conversation with myself about what I should do, and then I chickened out, many times."

He heard Soren sigh on the other end. "I missed seeing you."

"I know, I missed you too."

"Then why didn't you come to see me? What was so important that you couldn't spare me five minutes?" Kraven could hear the anger begin to seep into his voice.

"I don't know, I just couldn't-"

"Couldn't what?" Soren hissed "Couldn't bear to see me 'cuz I'm such a fuck up? Or did you have those dreams too? Do you remember what happened to me and you?"

"Yeah, and I don't want that to happen to us, but at the rate we're going right now it just might happen. I've been an ass, I know. But can you blame me for worrying about you?"

Soren sighed, his head in his hand. "I guess not, but you never came back. You said you would and you never did," he said trying to keep his voice even, but it wasn't working well.

Kraven paused, "This is hard to do over the phone. I'm coming over there so I can talk to you in person. Okay?"

"I'll see you in a little bit then." Soren whispered, hanging up.

Kraven pushed the end button on his phone before grabbing a small box by his bed. It was Soren's birthday present. Even though it wasn't for another two days Kraven thought it was time to give it to him.

He made his way down the stairs and grabbed his coat off the coat rack. "Where are you going in this weather?" His father asked from his spot on the couch.

Going over to Erika's to work on a school project. I won't be too long, a few hours at the most," he said.

"If it gets too bad, stay there over night I don't like you driving in this weather." His mom gave him an affirmative nod and a hug.

"Are you going to talk to him?" She whispered, making sure her husband didn't hear.

"Yeah, and give him his birthday present." She smiled at him. "Give him a kiss for me," she said quietly before he walked out of the house and into the storm.

The snow was falling heavily on the ground, making it dangerous to drive in so he took his time. He knew that Soren would never forgive himself if he happened to get in an accident because he was on his way over to visit his ex.

He arrived at Erika's house ten minutes later and parked his car next to a snow-covered motorcycle. "You really do have a death wish don't you? Who would drive that in this weather?" He mused to himself hurrying over to the door and knocking. Erika's mother answered the door a moment later.

"Hello Kraven dear," she said letting him in the house and out of the cold air. "Erika said you were coming over to work on something." Kraven nodded and took his jacket off, the present in his hoodie pocket. "She was in the guest room last I knew, Soren's here too, you met him right?"

He nodded as he took his snow covered shoes off and set them by the door before heading up to go beg. There was a light on in the room at the end of the hall, the room Kraven usually ended up sleeping in when he stayed the night. The radio was on playing some slow song, it got louder and easier to recognize as he got closer. It was My December by Linkin Park, and someone else was singing along with the words. It didn't take him long to realize that it was Soren. He had a beautiful voice and it mixed well with the voice of Chester and the others from the band.

He knocked twice and the door opened immediately. Soren stood in front of him, paler and thinner than what he remembered, but then again two months in a hospital could do that to anyone. "Babe-" he started before the two where embracing like nothing had happened.

"-I'm sorry," they both said at the same time. "I was afraid you weren't coming." Soren said, not letting go of the other, worrying that he might be just a phantom, like the one's haunting his dreams and nightmares.

"I was scared that you'd still be mad at me," Kraven whispered into Soren's neck, breathing in his intoxicating sent.

"To be completely honest, I still am. But I'm getting over it, I know I can be a pretty scary guy when I get mad. I've been told that loads of times." Kraven smiled, tightening his hold on his ex.

"So," he began, looking Soren in the eye. "Do we get another chance? I'm not ready to give you up yet, so will you take me back?"

Soren shifted slightly in Kraven's arms and gently kissed his neck. "Of course," he whispered, his warm breath brushing over the others pale neck.

The song was almost over, and Soren started singing along with it again. This time singing to Kraven, not just himself.

This is my December

This is my time of the year

This is my December

This is all so clear

And I give it all away

Just to have somewhere
To go to

Give it all away

To have someone

To come home to.

"I missed you Kraven," he said, threading his fingers delicately through his boyfriends hair.

Kraven sighed, leaning against Soren, resting his head on the taller boys shoulder. "I almost forgot," he said, suddenly releasing the other boy. "I got you something for your birthday,"

Soren was about to ask how he knew when it was, but figured it was either the doctors or Erika that told him, so he didn't question it. Kraven pulled a small velvet box out of the pouch in the front of his sweatshirt. "I saw this at the mall last week and I had to get it for you," he said, handing it to Soren suddenly shy, a blush creeping across his cheekbones.

Soren took the box and opened it, inside was a silver claddagh with a bright blue gem cut in the shape of a heart in the middle. All in all, it was beautiful.

"I've thought about it a lot, since that thing on the bus, that you needed a ring. Not something girly, but you know, traditional but special." He was getting nervous, Soren hadn't said anything yet.

"Well," Soren said after a few seconds, "Aren't you going to put it on for me? Do you expect me to do it myself?" Soren asked, grinning at the dumbstruck look on Kraven's face.

When he did finally snap out of it, he nodded gently pulling the ring from it's cushioning in the box. It slip perfectly over his right ring finger, Kraven didn't want it to look like they were engaged, although, if he would admit it to himself; he wouldn't mind.

"This sucks," he said.

"What sucks?" Soren asked, perplexed.

"When we were on that bus, and I 'proposed' to you, we can't really technically get married. Fucking government. The only fucking state that lets us is Massachusetts, of course I would travel 300 miles for you, but it makes me mad."

Soren sighed, and kissed Kraven to stop his ranting. "I know love, but maybe some day things will be different."

"I almost forgot something else too," Kraven kissed Soren on the cheek. "That was from my mom. But this one's from me." He said, closing the gap between them once again.

Soren pushed Kraven up against the wall, placing one arm on each side of Kraven's shoulders, before kissing him with all the pent-up energy that two months had given him. It was nice being in control of the situation for once, and Soren reveled in the fact that with each small movement he made, caused the other boy to fall into his arms, weaked kneed and trembling.

It was at this time that Erika decided to make her presence known by tapping them on them both on the shoulder at the same time.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but I came up here to say that your mother called Kraven, she want's you to stay the night so you don't have to drive home in the storm." She said, a knowing smile on her face. "Do you want me to make up a place on the couch or are you two going to stay in the same room?"

"Do you even have to ask?" Soren asked, arms snaking around Kraven's thin waist, still supporting him so that he didn't fall.

"Dinner is ready by the way, " She said, her eyes trailing to Soren's hand, and smiled again. That ring hadn't been there when she had talked to him last.

Dinner was quiet, no one saying much. Soren and Kraven were seated on the opposite side of the table from Erika. Her mother looked over at the two boys, "You two don't mind sharing a bed do you? I'm afraid the couch isn't very comfortable to sleep on."

"It's okay, really." They both said. Both didn't want to make it too obvious that they were together just yet, especially to Erika's parents.

"I'm secure enough in my masculinity to share a bed with another guy," Soren said, shrugging off her comment with a wave of his hand, while the other hand was busy tracing designs on Kraven's inner thigh. Erika noticed this and shook her head lightly so that none of the adults would notice, trying not to draw attention to the fact that Soren's left hand had been under the table for a good ten minutes.

The two boys finished eating and helped Erika clean up the table before heading back up to their shared room for the night.

"It's not late, I'm not tired, and I'm bored," Soren said, taking the television remote from it's spot on the night stand and began channel surfing. He sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to get comfortable before deciding to lay down with his head hanging off the edge of the bed.

Kraven took off his hoodie and set it on the edge of the bed and sat down next to Soren, his head resting on his arm. He began tracing circles on Sorens stomach, moving his shirt away, he placed a kiss on the tattoo on his hip bone - a green and black shamrock-.

"I wanna get my eyebrow pierced." Soren said out of nowhere, poking his eyebrow with his pinky. "What do you think?"

"That'd be hot," Kraven said, rolling over so that he was straddling the other boy.

"It would match my nipple ring," he said looking up at Kraven with a grin on his face.

"I never noticed," Kraven said, as he pulled Soren's green Dropkick Murphy's t-shirt over his head. Sure enough, there it was, a silver loop attached to his left nipple, it was taunting him. "Oh gods, that's hot there's no other word for it."

"I know," he said sitting up, making Kraven fall into his lap. "This is a compromising situation we've found ourselves in," Soren laughed, kissing Kraven once again.

"This happens to us a lot it seems," Kraven said as he gently bit Soren's neck, massaging it with his tongue after. This simple act made Soren squirm under him, Kraven smiled while still kissing the other boys neck. He moved back to the slightly swollen lips of his boyfriend, kissing him once more. Soren's hand snaked up to his neck from it's original place on his hip, preventing him from moving from his current position between the other boys legs.

"We can't do anything here," Soren said, biting back a moan, scraping his fingernails down Kraven's chest, and tilting his neck to give the other boy better access to his pale neck.

"Why not?" Kraven asked, running his hands down Soren's pale chest, his lips following the path down to his navel, stopping at the ring in his nipple and tugging ever so lightly with his teeth. They both stopped when there was a knock at the door. "Shit," he hissed, jumping off the other boy and giving him his shirt back.

"Guys," it was Erika. Soren stopped putting his shirt on and got up to open the door. "Hey," she said, coming in the door slightly. "What were you two doing in here?" She asked innocently taking in both boys disheveled looks, the hickey on Soren's neck and the scratch marks going down Kraven's chest.

"Nothing," they both said too quickly. She nodded, not believing them.

"I'll just leave you two to that then, good night." She said, giving each of them a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room again.

They both sighed, exhaling deeply when she left."That was close, but I don't think she believes us," Kraven said, sitting back down on the bed.

"Would you believe us if we said that?" Soren asked, sitting next to him, wrapping one arms around Kraven's waist. "And that is just the reason why we can't do anything here, love."

"I guess not," he said, turning so that he was leaning against Soren. They both laid down, snuggling up against each other, just enjoying the feeling of not being alone for the first time in over two months. They fell asleep like this, arms wrapped around each other, faces inches apart, content smiles playing over their lips.

A/N part deux: well, this one is slightly longer than the other ones. But still shorter than i wanted it to be. Not real sure if I like this chapter, but it's okay. Review and I'll give you cookies.