A/N: This first part really has no point... but I just put it in for fun. Major Mark thingy in this chapter. Review!


Roger was awoken late the next morning by the soft, lovely feeling of Mark planting kisses on his chest and stomach. When Mark noticed Roger's smile, he brought his lips up to Roger's.

"I'm so happy we're back together, Mark," Roger said after they broke apart.

"Me too," Mark said quietly as he looked down at Roger's chest. The break-up was not something Mark wanted to talk about right now.

"Mark, can I ask you a question," Roger asked, looking up at the ceiling.

"Sure, go ahead."

"Where'd you stay Friday night? All our friends said they didn't see you." Mark rolled off Roger with a sigh.

"I stayed in the park," he simply answered. Mark looked down then up at Roger's shocked expression.

"Mark, why didn't you stay at Maureen's or Collins'?"

"I don't know. I had a lot on my mind that night. At least I was smart enough to go to Collins' when it started raining last night." Roger nodded and sat up against the wall.

"What if it didn't rain last night? Either of us wouldn't have went to Collins' and we wouldn't be back together. Thank God for precipitation." Mark laughed lightly and sat the same way Roger did. Silence filled the room until Mark's hand moved to Roger's thigh.

"I love you, Roger," Mark said, moving his hand up and down. "I'm so sorry. I can't-."

"Mark, forget it. It's in the past," Roger cut him off.

"You're too forgiving," Mark joked. "I love that about you." Roger's lips curved into a smile as Mark's lips met his in a soft kiss.

The next day...

Mark walked out of the stall as Roger came walking into the bathroom. At the sight of Mark, he smiled and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"What if someone walks in Roger? No one knows," Mark worried. Roger kissed Mark delicately on the lips.

"No one is gonna come in. Everyone's in class," Roger informed him.

"Then why are we here," Mark asked kissing him back.

"'Cause we can be," Roger replied seductively before moving his mouth to Mark's neck.

"What the fuck," a voice called. Roger stopped and turned around to see Andy Niles, the school's biggest jock, standing behind them. "Roger Davis, big rockstar has a fuck buddy? The guys are gonna love this." Andy jogged out of the bathroom and was out of sight.

"Fuck," Mark voiced rather loudly.

"I'm sorry, Mark. I didn't think anyone would come in. I know that's not how you wanted to come out," Roger apologized sweetly.

"It's okay, I guess. It was gonna happen sometime. I'll see you after school." Mark quickly left and hurried to his last class of the day, gym.

After School...

After by Mark's locker, in his car and around the main halls, Roger had no clue where Mark was. They usually met at their lockers or Roger's car. Roger walked towards the gym area and into the boys locker room.

"Mark," he called. One of the Phy. Ed teachers came into sight.

"Davis, you looking for someone?"

"Yeah, I'm looking for Mark Cohen. Have you seen him?"

"Not since the beginning of last period. Maybe he stayed in the weight room. I'm not sure. You can check."

"Thanks," Roger said before leaving and going to the weight room. Only one person was in there and that was some dork trying to be muscular. "Hey kid, have you seen a small guy with black glasses anywhere?"

"I think. He went into the gym with a couple guys after 8th period," he answered in his nerdy tone. Roger didn't even reply. Now he was worried. He jogged to the gym and look around. All he saw were bleachers and floor. He moved closer to the bleachers after noticed something blue underneath them.

"Mark," he called out again. He starting running through the bleachers after seeing what her thought he saw. Mark, in a pool of blood, laid motionless on the floor. "Mark!" He frantically looked around for help. "Mr. Adams! Call 911! Get me a fucking ambulance now!"

At the hospital...

Roger was going out of his mind as he sat and paced in the waiting room. Everything went so fast. One minute he was kissing and holding Mark in the bathroom then he was sscreaming for help and pleading with Mark to stay alive. Now two hours had passed and it just caught up with him. Mark was hurt. Mark was in crititcal condition. Mark could die. And Roger was dying to know how he was.


A/N: I really have no clue where to go with this... as you can see. If anyone has anything they'd like to see happen or something...I'm notvery happy withthis chapter...well anyway, next chapter Roger will find out about Mark's condition and the Cohen family will visit Mark.