Sorry this took forever! I had Mack Trial (big fake trial thing with all the schools competing...) But that's over now, so I can work on fic some more! WHOOT And a note… I've lost track of the time line I've had going on, sooo… Let's just say Collins has been going to Angel's school for 6 months, and they've been dating for five, and they've been out in school for about half a month… And also, I know nothing about Kants Universal Laws, so if I screwed something up, ohh well…

It had been two weeks since that first day in school. Angel had worn each of his shirts twice, which his mother still didn't know about. It really did help that Angel did the laundry and not his mother, so no need for her to find out at the moment. His sister had also proved to be very good at keeping secrets. Not once had she let it slip to anyone, their mother of father, and the once that Collins had been over, she had been very careful not to say anything in front of him, until Angel said it was okay, but only in front of Collins.

Clara had taken an instant liking to Collins, immediately showing him her collection of dolls, board games, and Disney movies. That was about four days ago, when their mother had had to work late one night, and Collins and Angel had homework to do, Angel's father had said he could come over for a few hours, but, for Angel's sake, to try to have him out of the house before his mother got home. Collins had come over, they had quickly done their work, played clue with Clara, and all sat in the living room to watch Beauty and the Beast, Clara insisting to sit between the two.

Ever since that day, Clara had been asking when Collins would come over again. So Angel had decided to have him come over again, if only for a little while, since their mother would be home at five that night.

Once the door bell rang, Clara was the first off the couch and to the door, throwing it open and dragging Collins in before Angel even had time to get up and press pause on the Little Mermaid. Again, Clara was very smart for her age, and Collins didn't talk to her like a seven year old, he talked to her like the twelve year old her head was. They would talk about everything from Barbie dolls to the weather to philosophy, which was mainly Collins telling her theories and her contradicting them, or agreeing, depending on the mood she was in.

They were in the middle of one of these conversations, something about the morals of Kant's universal law, which lost Angel about ten minutes, but after forty five minutes Clara was following strong, bickering here and there when Collins came to something controversial, when their mother came home, and setting her bag on the counter. Clara and Collins both shut up and Collins took a step away from Angel, only to change his mind and move back, looking from Angel, to his mother, to the floor.

His mother didn't look all together unpleasant, but if you knew her well enough, you could tell she was a bit pissed at the current situation. "What have I told you about having people over during the week Angel?" Not that that made a difference. She didn't like him having people over ever, week or weekend.

Angel was about to say that he was just leaving, but it was Clara who spoke up. "I told him to come over!"

Their mothers eyes narrowed as she looked at Collins. "Why's that?"

"He's really smart! And he knows all the Disney movies by heart! We were watching the Little Mermaid, and I was Ariel, and he sang all the Sebastian parts and it was lots of fun!" Angel was almost shocked at her ability to go from the girl who understood Kants Universal Laws, to the girl that knew nothing more than Disney lyrics and colorcoding her dolls shoes and belts. She would be very good at getting her way when she was older.

Their mother smiled, mainly to appease her daughter and she lifted her into a hug. "That sounds great baby! Why don't you go into the living room and pick up your toys?" She set Clara down, who winked at Angel quickly as she skipped out of the kitchen and to the living room.

Once she was out of the room, Angel's mothers arms were crossed over her chest. "Angel? Care to explain why someone is over when I specifically told you not during the week?"

"Would it matter if it was the weekend mom? He wouldn't be able to come over then either."

She looked as if she was about to back hand him for giving her attitude, but not in front of others. That would come later. But instead, she looked to Collins. "I don't want you in this house again." Back to Angel. "Understood?"

Angel just scoffed and grabbed his coat off the back of the chair, throwing it on as he glared at his mom. "And why's that mom? Because now that I have a friend, and I'm happy once in awhile, and actually have other things to do rather than clean up the house every day, you just can't stand it?"

Again, she looked like she was about to back hand him. "I just don't want some fag in my house." It was funny that before Angels started realising he was gay, he never knew his mother was homophobic.

"Well get over it, cause you've got one!" With that, Angel turned quickly, grabbing Collins hand and pulling him with him out of the house, leaving his mother gaping in the kitchen. Sure, she had obviously had suspisions about her utterly femenine son, but to hear the words, she couldn't even respond.

AVAVAVAVAVAVAVAVAVAVA

Angel sat on the bench at the park, breathing heavy in shock of his own actions as Collins attempted to comfortingly rub his back, but to no avail. They were in the same park that they had been in during the storm, and again, like it always was, it was deserted. It had in a way become their own private spot. It was barely a park, just the creek with the bridge over it, a crooked bench, and two swings. It was never mowed, and there was a park with a jungle gym three blocks away, so it wasn't really a shock that no one was ever there, which made it all the better.

Angel sucked in a deep breath, leaning against the back of the bench and covering his eyes with his hands. "Ohh god ohh god. What did I just do? Ohh god."

"Baby calm down, you're gonna hyperventilate." Collins continued rubbing soothing circles on his back, but Angel snapped his hands down.

"How can you say calm down! Don't you know my mom well enough be now to know that I'm gonna get kicked out of the house or something?"

"Your dad would never let that happen, you know it."

"Well, my dad's going away on business for a week Thursday. That's gonna be seven days at my mothers wrath. Do you know how bad this can get Collins?... You have no idea at all." He looked back to the ground, falling against Collins chest, who wrapped his arms around the smaller boy protectively. "Ohh god."

"Angel, if your mother trys to touch you, or know you can always come to me. My grandma would be more than willing to let you stay with us while your dad is away."

"I really couldn't ask you to do that. And I'll have to face my mom sometime." Angel stood up and looked to the road, Collins following shortly after.

"What, now?"

Angel twirled around, eyebrows raised in shock. "Are you –crazy-? No not now. My mom would –kill- me. I'm got to at least wait until my dad is home." Angel nodded to himself. "But ya, tonight I'm gonna have to." Angel sat back down on the bench, and Collins slowly sat behind him, pulling him toward his own chest again.

Collins kissed the top of Angels head softly. "It's gonna be okay babe." They sat in silence for a moment, before Collins started humming softly. After a few minutes, the humming turned into 'sha la la la la la'. It was another moment before Collins sang softly in Angel's ear. "Don't be scared, you got the mood prepared."

Angel laughed softly and turned to face Collins, joining him in the final line. "Go on and kiss the girl." They exchanged a smile before bringing their lips together softly.

And sorry it's so short… My mind is in ten places right now… ugh…