Title: Belonging Together

Ship: Lilly/Jackson, with a slight Miley/Oliver

Fandom: Hanna Montana

Rating: T

Summary: They were complete opposites with nothing in common. He's a self absorbed, money scheming jock and she's into surfing, skating and being there for her best friends. After a few awkward moments they begin to realize they have one thing in common, each other.

Disclaimer: I don't own Disney, Hannah Montana, or their actors that bring the characters to life. I own my words, my story and my thoughts. So if you take them be warned by bite is worse then my bark.

"Again Jackson." Robbie Ray smirked as he looked at his son put the sheets in the washing machine. "Hmm."

"I . . ."He blushed brightly as he seemed to be very interested in the washing machine, when in reality he wanted to avoid his fathers eyes. They had talked about manly things and the attentions that boys needed, but it was still awkward discussing them with him.

"So who's the special lady?" Robbie Ray chastised as he squeezed his blonde sons shoulder. "I mean this is what the third weekend."

"No one, no one in particular." Jackson shrugged with what he thought was an innocent look. He himself couldn't understand why he was going through this. Especially when she crossed his mind. Usually he could control himself but she was starting to make it all different. He bit his tongue as he looked down. "No one . . ."

"Sure." Robbie gave him a knowing look. He had a suspicion of who the female was. It wasn't hard to put two and two together even for an oblivious and over worked father like himself. Lilly had been spending more time over at the house, spending the night and hanging out and Jackson's incidents started more frequently when she was here.

"I swear dad its no one."

"Was Lilly over last night?" He grinned teasingly as he got what he had needed from the laundry room.

"Yeah why?" Jackson stuttered as his face began to feel hot, not again, not now, he muttered to himself in his brain. Did he know? Did he suspect something?

"Just asking." His father gave him a look and decided it best he leave now, suspicion confirmed. "Jackson you may think of getting your affairs in order with this no one because Son really I don't want to be the cause of yet another drought."

Suddenly the girls came walking in through the back door. Miley only laughed as she grabbed Lilly's hand. "Sweet nibblets Jackson. Come on Lil we best not interrupt the men at their things." Jackson hit her on the arm with a scowl as Robbie only laughed with his hand on his hips and looking at the floor.

"What do you mean?" Lilly a bit oblivious to what was going on asked with a look of confusion.

"Jackson had another one of his moments." They had entered the kitchen as Miley had explained about Jacksons 'accidents'.

"EWWW." Recently that had become Lilly's new word.

"Seriously Lil." Jackson said as he reached for the ketchup bottle. "I had it first." She tightened her grip and pulled the bottle toward her.

The tug of war continued as Lilly protested yet again that Jackson had only eyed and it hadn't been her fault that she had actually retrieved it before him, They were causing such a loud commotion that Mr. Stewart came in from the study to see what was going on.

"What is all the commotion on in here? Jackson I swear if you and Miles are at it again. I'll ground the life right out of you." He warned as he turned the corner and into the kitchen.

"I had it first Jackson." Lilly sneered as she tugged at the bottle. "It's mine."

"No I live here so it's mine." He tugged back a little more forceful then he had wanted. The ketchup bottle had just enough for one serving and both Jackson and Lilly had made hot dogs and fries. And neither could survive without the delicious condiment as an accomplice to the hot savory meal they had prepared. Little had they known that Jackson had spilled a bit of water as he had cooked and with the tug his foot had slipped and down he went with Lilly above him. It had happened so quickly that they hadn't even realized they both had squeezed the open bottle.

"Sweet nibblets." Miley could only say as she had been walking down the stairs to only find her father's face covered in ketchup and her best friend hovered over her older brother.

Lilly was oblivious to Mr. Jackson and Miley for a moment as her legs had slipped between Jacksons legs and she felt . .. felt something budge. Her eyes had met his in that moment and she could swear they were close enough to have kissed. She had imagined momentarily what his lips would feel like on hers. Then her hands trailing over his bare chest as his hands caressed her lightly.

"Here Lilly." The voice awoke her from her momentarily lapse of thought. "Let me help you off."

"Yeah because you aren't exactly light you know."

"You know." She grinned looking at Jackson. "You are such a great falling pad that. . . "Thus her arm had dug into his stomach as she let Mr. Stewart help her to her feet. Jackson groaned before helping himself up. "I'm so sorry Mr. Stewart, I didn't mean." She stuttered while trying to hold in the laugh. She failed at it miserably. " I . . didn't mean. .I'm so sorry."

"Dad it was an accident." Jackson smiled as he cleaned his fathers face. "I mean really if Lilly had just given me the bottle." And Mr. Stewart sighed as all three began yelling and fighting yet again. Of course Miley, even though she had not been present to witness anything, defended Lilly.

Jackson soon retreated to his room. He had things to work on, important things. He looked at his desk that had piles of homework that had yet to be done and had accumulated at his desk. He would get to them eventually. No he had important matters to attend to. He cleared a decent amount of space on the desk as he pulled out his laptop. After a few clicks he leaned back in his chair and threw his hands over his head "Jackson is back in business baby." He grinned as he tapped on the keyboard.