Here's chapter 6! Nothing much to say, except I'm writing this in the wee hours of the morning and I've had no sleep yet. :D

Disclaimer: Blah blah I don't own RENT blah blah.
--Talking, Shopping, Dressing Up--

-Collins' POV-

It's been two weeks since my first therapy session, and one month since I first met Angel. Three weeks since he asked me out. Time flies, huh?

My parents have decided that my therapy sessions are going to be after school on Mondays. I have to walk there, and Angel walks with me. I want to introduce him to Dr. Kendall sometime. He's pretty nice, actually… for a guy who majored in brainwashing.

I walk into the office and greet the secretary. She smiles at me with a warm "welcome back." Down the hall, second door on the left- it turns out that the poster was from an old production of La Boheme. I open the door.

"Hey Dr. Kendall."

"Hello, Collins. How was school today?"

I grin. "Wonderful. I was working in Art on this project. It's due next week, and I'm almost done. We're using acrylics to paint a picture of something we think is beautiful. I… actually, I'm painting a portrait of Angel."

"Well, that sounds good. I had an idea for today. Do you want to talk about Angel?" I blink at him a few times. Well… we haven't talked about him yet, so I suppose it was inevitable that he would ask me.

"Um… okay."

"Well. Let's start with this- how did you two meet?"

I think for a minute. "The first day of school, when I went to Art. I saw him, and my first thought was 'wow, he's really hot.' So I talked to him at lunch, and offered to introduce him to my friends and show him around town. We really got along well, and discovered that we're both gay."

"Sounds perfect. How did you decide to start dating?"

"He asked me, actually. I was way too nervous. If he hadn't… I probably never would've done it." We're silent for a moment.

"Well… I have to say, that's surprising. You're always so confident here, so I wouldn't have thought that you would be shy like that."

"Yeah. So our first date kind of sucked. We had pizza, went to a bad movie and left early, all that stuff. We decided to go to the park instead, and well… we kissed, and drove home, and it was better. I got sick the next day though. I still have no idea what it was… So Angel dressed up in girly clothes and wore a wig to visit me, because I still hadn't told my parents. Actually… He looked pretty good." I muse on this for a minute, until Dr. Kendall breaks the silence.

"So are you happy?"

"Yeah. I think I am. You know, when I first came into this office a couple weeks ago… I was completely resentful, and I was determined that nothing would come out of this. But I guess it has been helpful, at least in sorting out what I feel towards my parents. Thanks."

"You're welcome. That's what I'm here for- to help."

After the familiar "time's up," I walk outside. Someone comes up behind me as I start walking, and this someone puts their arms around my waist. I turn around, and come face to face with Angel. I smile at him, suddenly remembering something.

"Ang! Come on, I just remembered- I want to introduce you to Dr. Kendall." I grab his arm and we run back inside the building and down the hallway. I open the door and Dr. Kendall nearly falls out of his seat.

"Collins! You startled me. What is it?"

"This is Angel. He snuck up on me outside, and I wanted to introduce you. Angel, this is Dr. Kendall- the therapist." They shake hands, and Angel grins at him.

"I've heard about you. No complaints, so far."

"Actually, we just talked about you today. Collins told me how you met, and about your first date. I think it's really sweet. Well, it was very nice to meet you."

"Yeah, nice to meet you too."

We say goodbye and go outside. Angel gives me a look I can't quite interpret.

"You told him about that stuff?"

"Yeah, it's not like he's going to tell anyone else. Confidentiality, remember? He asked, and I just told him the basic stuff. Don't worry so much!" I can't resist giving him a quick kiss, and luckily no one sees us.

"Yeah… I guess you're right. It's not a big deal." We start walking home.

"Ang, how long were you waiting outside?"

"I don't know. About… half an hour, maybe?" Aw, that's sweet. He waited for me for that long. We get back to our neighborhood and go to Angel's house first. I say goodbye and he goes inside. So I trudge home, and do my homework, and act civil towards my parents. Another day come and gone, so quickly.

-Angel's POV-

I've walked with Collins to his therapy session, and now I have an hour and a half before he's done. I think I'll go to the thrift store and pick out some new clothes. Luckily I have some cash with me that I got for mowing the lawn at our neighbors' houses. I walk the couple of blocks to the shop and open the door, triggering a faint beep that lets everyone know I've arrived. I wander around, looking at jeans and shirts… but I get distracted when I start looking through the rack full of skirts. A man walks up behind me, the owner of the shop I think.

"Can I help you, kid?" he asks.

"Uh, yeah. I'm looking for a skirt for my… girlfriend. I can find one, actually. Never mind." I go back to browsing for a while, until I find the perfect blue pleated skirt, with green designs on it. I go up to the front of the store and pay for it. The man smiles at me.

"Nice choice. I'm sure she'll love it." I thank him and leave- with just enough time to get back to the office complex. I sit down outside the door. Obviously I overestimated the amount of time I had, because it takes half an hour for Collins to get his butt outside. I sneak up on him and give him a hug.

He takes me back inside to introduce me to his therapist. Not a bad guy, actually. But… Collins told him all this stuff about us… I guess I did overreact a little. It's no big deal. He walks me home, and I go inside and drop my stuff on the floor. Unluckily for me, my dad is in the same room when I get home.

What's really freaky is that he hasn't said anything rude to me since a week ago. We had another fight, and my little brother came in and defended me. Since then, he's been at least polite to me. I guess I'm just so used to us fighting that it's really freaking me out.

"Hello Angelo. How was school today?"

"Um… good, dad. I walked to the thrift store."

"Did you find anything good?"

"Uh… no. Nothing. Just a bunch of junk today."

I hurry upstairs and go into my room. I've been working on a new outfit to surprise Collins sometime. Today I got the skirt- the final element. The first thing I got was a new wig, from the pre-Halloween sale. It's dark brown, almost black, and shoulder-length. The second thing I found was a perfect shirt- light blue with a pink flower on it. I also got some awesome tights I found at a garage sale, and some new shoes. So today's skirt is the finishing touch.

I can't wait for an opportunity to dress up!

-provides opportunity for Angel- Here you go:D The wondrous thing about being the author is that I can do that. So yeah, please review!