Chapter Six

Author's Note: Okay, I wish to tell all of you, my dear readers, that this is actually a continuation of chapter five, though I have decided to call it "six." I apologize for the cliff hanger; I had wanted to get the chapter posted and I wanted to get it posted fast, as I think some of you would really feel like killing me if I didn't update quickly. So, what you got was about the first half of the chapter, or something like that. I really appreciate all of your compliments and you constant wanting to have more of the story.

Disclaimer: (I know, I know, this should be on the first chapter, and maybe it is, but I'm too lazy to go look for it. I don't think it is though, so…) I do not own Sky High, if I did, there would be a lot more slashyness in it. Sky High is owned by the company that owns it, Disney maybe… I should probably check that out. And I know it seems like I hate Layla, but really I don't. I just don't like her in this story, she doesn't fit. But yes, the main point is that I don't own Sky High, and please don't sue me. This is not meant as copyright infringement, nope, it's not!

Now on with the chapter!

Warren hesitantly reached forward, leaning over the bar, his large, warm right hand wrapping around the left side of Will's neck. He pulled the other in for a kiss, their first and...

… was tapped on the shoulder by a tall brunet, who came up next to him behind the bar.

"Yo! Wren! Glad to see you on time for your shift for once," the tall female laughed. She smiled widely at Warren, who was on the verge of flaming out. "Who's this?" she asked, nodding at Will.

"Jessie, I was in the middle of something," Warren ground out through gritted teeth.

"I'm Will," spoke Will to Jessie, answering her question.

"I'm Jessie. What're you doing here?"

"Liam is my guest. I'd ask you to mind your own business but you wouldn't listen." Warren was quickly becoming very angry with Jessie. Sure, he'd worked with her since he'd started there, but she never knew when to back down. "There's a guy over there staring at you, why don't you get him a drink?" he asked, pointed down the bar.

"But I want to stay here and talk to you and Liam." Jessie smiled engagingly, leaning on the bar and giving Will a front row view of her ample cleavage.

That did it, Warren was now officially angry. "Okay, you have no right to call him Liam!" he shouted, pulling Jessie away from his Will. "He isn't like the rest of the guys you go after. He's mine. I am with him, we are together!"

Will didn't know whether he liked this possessive Warren or not. He decided that he did, as it was to his advantage that Warren was being possessive. The possessive side of Warren showed Will just how much the pyrokinetic really cared for him.

"Warren, calm down," spoke Will softly, reaching out and putting a hand on Warren's shoulder. "She didn't know. She didn't know that I am yours. Give her a break. If she wants to make it up to me and you, she can take over your shift tonight. I'd like to have some time to ourselves." Warren's shoulder was burning hot under Will's palm, but cooled as he spoke.

"I guess you're right. She didn't know. Let's go Liam." Warren gave Jessie a look that said, "Don't argue with me," and jumped onto Will's side of the bar. "See ya tomorrow night. Clock me out." He smirked, wrapped an arm possessively tight around Will's waist, and headed off into the crowd, not even waiting for a response from the stunned Jessie.

End Chapter Six (a.k.a. chapter 5.5)

Oh yes, last little note, turns out it was during Chapter Four that I wrote a disclaimer... Yeah, got bored and looked. Until next chapter, children...

Ja ne!