My classes started back up, so my updating will be kinda scarce (unless I can find the free time (and avoid doing my homework for as long as possible))

Woo update time!

Hope it's good!

Updated: 08/31/2013

…

Zack and Cody sat there in silence for a few moments before Cody sighed.

"It goes against everything I believe in…" Cody started, making Zack stare at him. "But…"

"I know," Zack said, knowing exactly where Cody was going with this. He reached for his hand, and they smiled at each other.

"Bailey is gonna flip if she ever finds out," Cody laughed, making Zack laugh too.

"I imagine everyone is gonna flip if we tell them… Which means we can't."

"I wish there was someone we could tell; someone who wouldn't even know what it meant that we were… "

"Dating, Codes. You can say it." Cody rolled his eyes and then shook his head. "And there is one person we can tell I think…" Cody shook his head and met Zack's eyes.

"No."

"Yes."

…

London sat on the sky deck, filing her nails, when the twins approached her. She eyed them and then went back to filing her nails, humming a happy little tune while she did so.

"London, we need to talk to you." She looked up again and shrugged.

"So talk."

"Somewhere private." She cocked her head to the side like a puppy and then got up.

"Okay." Skipping away, the twins followed, hoping they were going to make the right choice. They followed the heiress into her room.

"Where's Bailey?" Cody asked nervously, looking around the room as if expecting his ex-girlfriend to pop up at any moment.

"I dunno. She doesn't spend much time in here anymore except to sleep," London said, shrugging. "Less time I have to spend with that hillbilly, the better. So, what did you need to talk about?" Cody looked at Zack, who nodded encouragingly.

"We're dating," they said together in a rushed breath. London looked at them with a blank expression for a moment before looking at her nails.

"Ooh shiny!" she giggled, filing her nails again. They groaned and snapped their fingers in her face, making her look around. "What?'

"Didn't you hear us?"

"Of course I did!" she answered, sounding offended. "You said 'we're dating'."

"And you have no comment on that?"

"Should I? What's it matter to me if you two want to date? It makes you happy doesn't it?"

"Well yeah…"

"Then that's all that matters." They smiled at her, and she smiled back. "Oooh shiny!"

"And she's gone again."

…

Cody was sitting at the juice bar later that day, watching Zack work, when Bailey sidled up to him and slid onto the stool next to him.

"Hi Codykins," she practically purred in his ear; he just ignored her and solely focused his eyes on Zack, who was glaring at Bailey, who didn't notice; she was fully focused on Cody. "I thought about it, and I'm willing to take you back," she murmured to him, making him bark out a dry laugh.

"Bailey, I don't want you. Get that through your dumb hillbilly head okay?" Bailey gasped and looked as if she had just been slapped.

"Don't you dare-"

"No, don't you dare. I don't want to date you anymore Bailey. We're broken up-"

"Broken things can be fixed!"

"No Bailey! This can't be fixed!"

"Everything can be fixed with time Codykins!"

"Stop calling me that!" he yelled, making people look over at them. He knew he was making a scene, but right now he didn't care. "We will never be fixed because I will never date you again! In fact, I'm already dating somebody else! And I love them with every ounce of my being! So just leave me the FUCK ALONE!" Bailey gaped at him as he heard a crash behind him; looking over at Zack, he saw the blender he had been holding was now in shambles at his feet, smoothie and broken glass everywhere; apparently, he hadn't noticed. His wide, shocked eyes met Cody's, who just stared back before looking at Bailey again. The crowd around them was murmuring amongst their selves, and Bailey looked ready to cry; keeping her face as calm as she could, she spoke in a low voice.

"You listen to me Cody Martin," she hissed out in an angry, low voice. "You and I belong together, and don't you forget that. I don't know what kind of whore you're dating now, but no one will ever compare to me. You'll see that eventually." With that, Bailey got up and hurried away from him, looking over her shoulder every few minutes; he watched her go before turning to Zack, who was still looking at him in shock.

"I need to talk to you," Zack finally got out, leaving the mess behind and grabbing Cody's wrist; the crowd that had gathered had dispersed now, and no one saw the twins hurry into small, dark supply closet.

No one except London, who looked concerned as she watched them go.

…

"Codes… did you mean that? What you said back there?" Zack breathed out, him and Cody's bodies pressed tight together in the dimly lit, cramped closet.

"What, that I'd never date Bailey again? Hell yeah I did."

"You know that's not what I meant." Cody sighed and found Zack's hands, gripping them tightly.

"I did," he said quietly. "I mean, of course I love you like a brother, but there's so much more to it than that. It's hard to explain really."

"I understand. I feel the same." Cody smiled and he found Zack's lips with his; Zack kissed back, and slowly, the two of them lost all thought in the small space, letting their emotions run wild for once.

…

Moseby had appeared a few minutes later, seeing the juice bar abandoned and a few people milling about. London, who now stood by the juice bar, looked briefly concerned before seeing the older man and put a ditzy smile on her face.

"What happened here?" he asked her, who just looked around blankly.

"Where?"

"Here!" he exclaimed, pointing at the mess Zack had left behind. "Where is that hooligan?!" he asked harshly, looking around and hoping to see the blonde teen somewhere. London looked over the edge and gasped, as if seeing the mess for the first time. "He'll pay this time! That's Tipton property that he broke!"

"I'll pay for it," she said, looking at him with wide eyes. Moseby's anger seemed to dim a bit as he looked at London. Narrowing his eyes at her in suspicion, he studied her.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"London!"

"Here!"

"LONDON!" She giggled and walked off, making Moseby groan in aggravation. Looking around, he found an employee and snapped at them. "Clean this mess up!" Watching them get to work, he walked away and noticed a light on in a closet that shouldn't be on. Smelling hooligans, he walked to the door. He debated knocking on it, but then thought better of it; he was, after all, the manager of this ship. Gripping the handle, he began to turn it.

…

Oh no! What's going to happen next?!

I'm not sure yet…

Guess we'll see next time.

-JustMe133