Sorry this took way to long for me to update! Gosh, I'm such a lazy bum... Eh, I hope you guys aren't getting bored of the storyline, just tell me when you are though, I'll be glad to stir things up a bit, well, actually, I already am...Buuuut for those of you who don't notice then...Yeah... lol

Enough with the talk, here's chapter 11!


Chapter 11

As days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, the two lovers spent their days in full bliss. Jack continued his job as chief, and Ralph's beloved without being found out. The twins and Ralph were as lively as ever too. On Jack's command, the boys would help Ralph get use to their "way of life". They taught him how to fight, how to kidnap a pig, and even how to de-gut it. Seems as if everyone on the island was working together peachy keen now, even Roger.

"We're so close to day one hundred Eric!"

The sandy haired twin looked up from cleaning his feet and legs from the water, and focuses his eyes on his older brother.

"What are you talking about Sam? I could' a sworn we've been on this dang island for more than hundred days! Are you loosing yer mind in the hot sun bro?"

The older twin shook his head in a speedy motion. Eric wasn't getting this at all! As the other twin went back to washing his legs and feet, Sam was thinking of some sort of way to explain this "one hundred" to Eric. Thinking it through carefully, the twin had an explanation, even though it took him a long time to think of it. It was really simple.

'Being stuck on this island for like what, five- no six months, or whatever is seriously getting me dumber...'

Snapping out of his thoughts, he went back to Eric. "Okay it's like this," he cleared his throat, "what I meant by one hundred days is that the days that seemed pretty un-intense." He looked at his brother. The only thing he saw was a risen eyebrow, you know, to mark that he was confused as hell to what Sam just totally said. Yup, pretty simple as that don't you think? Whatever, back to the point. Thinking more thoroughly in his explanation Sam gripped his chin, and stared off to where ever, into oblivion or what not. Just somewhere out there that made him seem as if he was in deep thought. Eric rolled his eyes at his brother, but a grin was plastered on his face to show that he wasn't pissed, but amused.

"I guess your brother here is just counting the days where everything went better. Ya know, starting from that time when I went to apologize to Ralphly boy. You do remember that, right you two smart alecks?"

The red head, Jack, appeared out of nowhere, placing a hand on top of Sam's soft hair, and patting it lightly.

He was in a delighted mood. Everything was going smoothly, and no one, except for a few people who promised not to tell, knew about his relationship with Ralph.

"You seem happy chief, what got inta ya?"

Jack looked down at the twin washing his feet and smiled. Of course he was happy, why wouldn't he be? "Nothing, nothing..." A devious grin slithered up to Jack's lips; he took back his hand from Sam's head and hid both into his black pockets. His cape began circling about, and he couldn't help but let out a small giggle because of seeing the twins two dumbfounded faces. The day was young, and the littluns were running and screaming in the background. Usually things would be like this now, the twins had grown closer to Jack, and Ralph had grown a wee bit distant. But not distant enough to slice through his relationship with Jack of course. Ralph was just, how should one put this...he was just BUSY now a days. The twins don't know how it just randomly happened, but it happened, and Ralph is happy the way it is. So they didn't do anything about it. But they will if they start seeing Jack acting grouchy, good thing he isn't now.

Sam smirked at Jack and raised an eyebrow, as if to say, "C'mon Jack, just tell us."

And so Jack sang like a canary.

"Well, it's like this. You know how me and Ralph had been busy right." A nod was the reply. "Well today me and him had a little moment at the springs." Jack was now seeming as giddy and merry as a schoolgirl, and man did it look awkward.

"I'm so proud for ya Jack!" laugh Sam, and every word that he said, he meant. From the four that know Jack and Ralph's little secret, Sam was actually the one who was mostly interested and caught up on the recent events. He didn't know why, but he liked hearing about their little moments, well, if they want to tell him that is. They usually do though. Eric was slightly off on the details, but he knew what was going on. Maurice tried to catch up, but eventually, he gave up on trying because of Roger. Roger told him not to give a shit about their love life. He was acting nice to Jack, Ralph, Sam, and Eric, but behind their backs, he let out his anger. The boy couldn't just sit down and listen to stupid lovely dovey stories about his chief and fellow tribe member. Most of all it hurt him to hear that, because of his intense love for Jack still burning inside him.

Rapist likely? Ah, who knows...

But Roger is putting on a façade to the whole tribe, just so that he could fulfill his master plan. That mask is known to several members though, not listing them because you probably might already know who they are.

"Godfuckingdammit!"

Roger trashed as he rushed a hand through his hair. Maurice was sitting across from the boy who was kicking dirt. A pissed off expression was spread across Roger's face, but the feeling of love somewhat compelled that. Maurice leaned his elbow on his knees, and cupped his face with his hands, growing tired of Roger's tantrums, he rolled his eyes. For the past three months or so, he had been forced on to listening to Roger's non-stop complains. He thought of some ways to escape from Roger, but the black haired villain always forced Maurice to "stay by his side."

"How bout this Roo-Roo, why don't you just kill Ralph?"

An angry Roger faced the boy, a demented look on his face, "ARE YOU MAD? IF I DO THAT THEN HE'LL SCREWER MY HEAD INSTEAD!"

"Right...."

Maurice pulled one of his brunette locks in front of his eye examining its length. "I seriously need a hair cut Roo-Roo...Do we have some kind of pointy thing that resembles a scissor or something?"

Aggravated, Roger stomped to Maurice and grabbed a handful of his brunette hair in a tight fist. Doing this caused Maurice to stumble up, and wince in pain.

"Ow ow ow ow okay okay Roger, okay! I'll stop cracking jokes! Okay gosh! Ouch! Roger that hurts! Please! Roger! Rooogerrr!"

Being satisfied with his pleading, Roger pushed back Maurice while letting go of the boy's hair.

"Killing Ralph won't do good, but hurting his feelings might be fun...." a perfidious smile creeped up on Roger's face, walking towards the "humanity" Jack and Ralph created.

"Ahh! Boys! Come back here!"

As Ralph's breathing heavied, he slowed his run. Sighing, he stood up straight, and put his hands on his hips. For the third time in one day, he had been tricked by the littuns. "Why do I have to be so gullible?" Ralph shook his head; annoyed with himself he turned back around to grab more fruits. 'Sucks that I actually have a job...Oh the great fruit catcher I am! I can't believe I let the littluns lead me into this...Oh dammit...I don't even have time to spend with Jack now...'

Suddenly everything went black to Ralph, as if something had blocked his vision.

"Guess who?"

A giggle escaped Ralph's lips. Soon enough, his vision was clear, and familiar lips pressed against his. Breaking the lip contact, Ralph hugged Jack.

"I don't really like being away from you..."

Ralph nuzzled his face in Jack's chest; a smile and tints of red from Jack was the conclusion of this. "Hey, you're not the only one who feels that way Ralph. You know," Jack's voice began growing low at this point, "we're gonna hafta tell them sooner or later...you know, about us." Jack stroked Ralph's fair locks as he nodded in agreeing to Jack's point. "I choose later." "Hahah, of course you do Ralphy..." They stayed in this position for a while, cherishing the moments they had with each other. Jack sighed and kissed Ralph's head, which caused the boy to look up. "What's the matter Jack? Something on your mind or what?" The boy adverted his eyes from looking directly to Ralph's. He was slightly surprised that Ralph knew he was worried, but they had been together for three months, and counting the times when they weren't dating, they were together for about five or six months in total. So probably that's why Ralph knows Jack so well. "It's about Roger..." Hearing that name made Ralph flinch. He hated Roger, hell, he wanted to slice Roger up into tiny bits and feed him to the pigs! 'That's what HE, might be thinking about me too...' Ralph considered. "I was just wondering when he'll make his move...I mean, he has been staying put for a while now, but we, as in me, you, Sam, and Eric, know that he might really be planning something."

Ralph shook his head and parted from the hug. He intertwined Jack's fingers with his, and looked him in the eyes.

"I won't let him stand between us Jack. I know how much he wants you."

Jack looked away from Ralph, 'I don't know why, but it hurts to hear Ralph say Roger wants me...'

"Look at me Merridew."

The red head quickly turned his head to look at Ralph. Hearing his lover's strict voice always catches his attention, hell, everything about Ralph catches his attention.

"Pay no fucking attention to Roger, and pay attention to me, kay! Don't give a shit about him. He's just trying to scare you-"

Jack didn't want to hear it; he smashed lips with Ralph to cut him off. He pulled Ralph closer to him, and held him firmly at his shoulders so the boy wouldn't escape. He felt Ralph trying to wiggle his way from Jack's grip, which got the red head to smile. 'You're so predictable Ralphly.' Jack thought. Finally giving up, Jack stopped kissing Ralph, and looked at him. "Your no fun..." he pouted. Ralph was taken aback; Jack's sad innocent face had stung his heart. It was just too cute.

"I'm sorry! It's just- I- Jack- I'm-"

Jack took his chances and kissed Ralph while his mouth was still open.

'SCORE!' Jack was proud of his accomplishment, hah, who wouldn't be! Well, his boyfriend was pretty obvious though. His tongue began playing with Ralph's; who was still holding back, but eventually Ralph gave up and went along with Jack. Pleased with this, Jack wanted to have some more fun, and so he pushed Ralph down to the hot sand, unfortunately, that didn't go smoothly because he accidentally hit Ralph's thigh with his knee, which caused Ralph to break the kiss, and yell in pain.

"Man your terrible at this Merridew!" Ralph laughed as he got over with the quick injury; he rolled away from Jack, not wanting to get hurt once again.

"Aww, c'mon Ralphly, you know I didn't mean that! Come over here and give your boyfriend some loooove!"

Jack threw his arms around Ralph, who was struggling to get away. He tired pushing Jack away playfully, but as a consequence of that, Jack tickled him.

"Ah-ah! Me-Merridew! Hahahahah! C-come on! Hahahahaha! Y-y-your no f-f-f-faaaaaiir!" Ralph gasped between laughs.

Jack sat up, and took his hands back, taking a break from all that tickling. Once catching his breath again, Ralph too sat up. He clutched his stomach with an arm, guarding it from Jack's evil hands of doom. "God your such an ass!" He joked, as Jack laughed in agreement.

"You know someone could have easily seen us?"

"Yeah I know that Ralph, but whatever! I'm their chief, and I'm the only one who could help them survive! So they can't do anything about that!"

Feeling secure again, Ralph leaned his head on Jack's shoulder. "Yeah, your right, chief."


Yeah, I know, I'm bad with "fluff" or whatever you guys call it now-a-days. Well, this chapter was pretty quick. It did have some spoilers in it though. Did you see them? Ok then!

Well, thanks for reading and being patient with me, and any flames will be used to cook the pig! Bye~