Disclaimer: In a fantasy world, I would own everything, but in this world, I own nothing. However, my birthday is in a few months, so Josh? I would not mind having the OC as a gift. To take it off your hands and all. I don't mind.
A/N This is a longer version of my fic "Beautiful Surrender". If you read that, you know what happens, but you can still read this. I hope. Forgottenletters and moviebuff91, this is for you! Enjoy!
"SETH EZIEKIEL COHEN GET DOWN HERE NOW" Kirsten Cohen's voice ripped through the air, scaring any thoughts of bagels and orange juice right out of Seth's mind. "Oh crap. Ryan, I believe she has found out" Seth muttered, still wiping the sleep from his eyes. "Found out about what?" Ryan asked, still not sure about what Seth was talking about, not that that was unusual. "I kind of woke up in the middle of the night to go get a glass of water, and broke a lamp, a couple of vases and knocked a few chairs over. Actually it was an amazing feat, as I was able to do this without making a noise." "You snuck in from seeing Summer, and broke a few things." Ryan smiled behind his usual expressionless face. Seth didn't know it, but Ryan always liked making him uncomfortable. "Um, you could say that, or you could go with me and my story. Which a loving brother like you would, riiight?" Seth pleaded. "Its your problem. Not mine. I have to go meet Marissa at school anyways. Later." Ryan laughed as he left, knowing Seth would somehow get out of this. He needed to be on time, or Marissa would find another excuse to yell at him, which was happening a lot lately. She seemed to be a totally different person since she got back from her summer trip to Paris, likely due to the fact that she had to spend it with her mom. He could not say anything without her turning it into an argument. Maybe it was finally time for them to break up for good. Meanwhile, Seth was back at home, concocting a tale about the broken furniture. He considered blaming Ryan, but thought of himself as to good of a brother and friend to do so.
"You got off easy this time Seth, but don't think that we will believe your 'I went to get a glass of water' line every time. It's good that you have more people around you, but that doesn't mean that you should be sneaking out to see your girlfriend. Did Ryan know about this, or was he with you?" Kirsten asked with a loving gleam in her eye "No, I was… alone. Just me and Br-Summer. Sorry, won't happen again." Seth ran out the door to school, thanking Jesus and Moses that his parents let him off easy. Like he always said, it was good having both of them on your side.
"Hey Ryan!" Marissa went in for a kiss, but Ryan turned his head, so it landed on his cheek. If he was going to talk to her about how she had been acting lately, he didn't want any… distracting thoughts. But with the way she was kissing his neck and playing with his ear… what the hell. What's one little kiss? Ten minutes later, Marissa took a breath for air, and there was his chance. "Hey, um, Marissa, I think we need to talk." He mumbled, praying she would not get mad over what he had to say.
Yet another authors note, this fic wasn't going to be R/M originally, but they are easier to write, as I cannot quite get the hang of Seth yet. There will be a lot of S/S I hope, as I hate Ryan and Marissa together. Short chapter, I know, but this is my first full length fic, so deal. Please review! Pretty please?