"So, who was your first kiss?"
Five could feel his face heat up with embarrassment. "Who was yours?" He asked, trying to deflect the attention off of himself. How could he tell Klaus he had never kissed anyone before?
"Ahhh... well, that was magical." Klaus said, with a satisfied sigh. "Remember a year ago? Our birthday?"
"Dad gave us all new uniforms and you got mad, right? Pretty much every birthday?"
"Well, who gives their kids clothes for a birthday present? That's just cruel." Klaus said, "That isn't the only reason I got mad though."
"Oh?"
"I had asked Dad if I could get one of the girls uniforms. He said if he ever caught me in a skirt, he'd kill me." Klaus said, with a saddened look on his face. He turned to Five a bit, now looking him in the eye, as he continued, "Well, that night, I broke out of my room and ran down to the diner. There was a donation box for clothes by the door and I saw a black skirt with some fringe at the bottom. I couldn't help myself. I grabbed it and put it on in the bathroom and it just fit me so well. And man! Was it comfortable!? So much better than these things." He said, pulling on the end of the shorts he was wearing. "Anyway, as I was coming out of the bathroom, the cute kid who mopped the floors... Jason, I think his name was? Or maybe Jeremy... anyway, he saw me twirling around in it. I liked the way the fringe moved with me, you know? I shook my ass and it shook right along with me. Well, he started laughing and I got pretty upset by that."
"He embarrassed you." Five stated.
"Exactly." Klaus agreed, "Well, I decided to embarrass him. So I grabbed his collar and pulled him into the dining room, and kissed him right there in front of everyone. He tried to yank himself away from me, but I held him there until I heard some kid snickering in the booth behind us. So, that's when I let him go and he ran for the back. I yelled after him, asking for my money, making everyone assume he was a loser who had to pay for it. Come to think of it, I don't think I ever saw that kid there again. He must have quit."
Five wasn't shocked by this. His brother had always been a little different. Wearing skirts was new information to him, but nothing he hadn't suspected already. Klaus was more feminine than their other brothers. He would help Allison with her make up, help Vanya with her hair... things like that. But just the way he walked, talked... he knew that Klaus was gay. This just confirmed it.
Which is what made Five even more uncomfortable, then. No one knew if Five liked girls or boys... hell, if he even had sexual feelings at all yet! And now he was going to have to tell Klaus that he hadn't ever kissed anyone. Diego was always making fun of him, saying he'd probably wind up a sad, old man with a sex doll or something. But the truth of it was... Five didn't like boys... or girls. He liked Klaus... his brother.
He knew it was wrong, that he shouldn't be feeling this way. But it was that unhindered, free spirit that Klaus had, that he desperately wished ihe/i could have sometimes, that attracted him to his brother the most.
"So, what was so magical about that?" He asked.
"I found what an amazing kisser I am, of course!" Klaus said, with a grin. "So... what about you? Who was yours?"
Five stood up from the chair and shoved his hands in his pockets, walking over to the ledge. "Well, uhhh... you see..."
"Oh, no shit!?"
"What!?"
"You never have!"
"Yes, I have! Her name was... Beverly."
"Beverly what? What's her last name? What'd she look like? Where's she live?"
"Am I under investigation here? Geez! Her last name was... uhhh, Markus. Yeah. Beverly Markus." Five said, instantly knowing that his brother didn't believe him. He never understood it. Other than their dad, Klaus was the only one who could tell when he was lying, and he hated it. It made things with him even more awkward than they already were, especially now.
Klaus came up behind Five and turned him around to face him. "If you haven't, it's fine, you know. We're only 13. You have your whole life ahead of you."
"Except for the fact that our father is a sadistic prick and that we're children being forced to look into the face of death on a daily basis. I'm sure we have all the time in the world." Five replied, sarcastically. "Also, where the hell am I supposed to meet anyone? We're sheltered away! The only human interaction we get is when we're beating up bad guys! I mean, come on! That's why Luther is down there pining away for his sister, and why I'm up here with you." Five said, his eyes getting wide and mouth dropping open slightly in awe of what he'd just let slip out of his mouth. How could he be so stupid?
"With me? What do I have to do with it?" Klaus replied, confused. But then, it hit him. Luther is pining for Allison... so, was Five pining for him? No, there's no way! He couldn't have feelings for him. But, it seemed like it when he looked at Five's face again. He was flushed, almost sweating he was so nervous. His eyes were shooting around anywhere they could but toward Klaus. He was cracking his knuckles, almost fidgeting with his own fingers, because he couldn't stay still. Klaus was expecting him to poof out of there any second, so he went and sat back down on the lawn chair, patting the seat next to him. Five reluctantly agreed, sitting back down slowly. Klaus grabbed the boy's chin, pulling it toward him, so he could look him in the eyes yet again.
He leaned in slowly, waiting to see Five's reaction first. He looked scared, and almost ashamed he was in this situation. Klaus had hardly ever seen him show either of those emotions. He was usually stone-faced with a cold, calculating gaze that could look right through you. Not to mention, Five was the most confident of the bunch. Dare he say, cocky! But not now.
"Hey, I'm not here to embarrass you... Even though you're my brother and that's kind of my job." Klaus said, which earned a small smirk from the other. "I love you, Five. I'm always here for you."
"I love you too."
"I know!" Klaus replied enthusiastically with a huge, silly grin, earning yet another guarded smile from his brother. Then... he pressed his lips to Five's. It was soft, almost a whisper of a kiss, before Five pulled away, panicked. And just like Klaus feared, he was gone.