Tony POV

I wake up slowly, not having to get up for work has allowed me a lie in and looking at the clock I see its 11.09, and I doubt Gibbs will still here probably gone to oversee the drainage of his house and the damage to his boat. I get up and pull on the sweats from the night before wandering through to the kitchen in search of some food and coffee. Walking through the living room I see Gibbs sitting in the couch reading the paper and sipping coffee. That's good means I don't have to wait for it.

"Morning Boss" I say cheerfully wondering why he's still here.

"Morning Tony, but I'm not the boss here it's your apartment" he replies

"Right habit sorry I'll go with Gibbs, so still here ha bo- sorry Gibbs. Not been to check on the house"

"Trying to get rid of me Tony?"

"Not at all boss, I'd never try getting rid of you" I reply with a smirk on my face.

"Yes Tony, I've been to check on the house, the ground floors completely soaked and the basement was still flooded but the boat doesn't look too bad so long as I dry it out it should survive.

"Glad to know it boss, can't have to boat ruined you wouldn't be able to occupy yourself", I wince as the head-slap is delivered, my own fault really I was trying to provoke him. "So Boss about tonight, I'm meeting her at 9 so I'll be leaving here at say 8.30. I don't wanna kick you out but it could get a bit embarrassing for both of us if I get her back here…"

"Yes DiNozzo I'll be out your hair. I'll leave at 8.30 maybe earlier, see if Ducky's got a spare room he wouldn't mind lending out for a few nights, wouldn't want to interrupt your sex life too often." This comment makes me feel slightly uncomfortable given that it's my sex life we're currently talking about and that should he come back to early he could end up getting a shock.

"Ok thanks boss, fancy anything to eat was gonna go round to the deli and get a sandwich if you fancy one." Not that I wanna get out of the house or anything given what I did last night. God I need to get laid, hopefully tonight will go to plan except it won't be a smoking hot woman I'll be bringing home, not more like a smoking hot piece of meat. Oh God can't think like that in the vicinity of Gibbs and definitely not in these sweats they don't hide anything.

"Yeah I'll have something, anything will do but no salad."

"Gottcha Gibbs, I'll just go change then I'll leave" I say walking away to the bedroom never having gotten that coffee I was gonna have when I woke up. I change into jeans and a shirt nothing fancy I'm only going to the deli that does the nice pastrami sandwiches, that's probably what I'll get Gibbs as well makes the order simpler and I'm sure he'll love it as much as I do even if he doesn't say so. I say goodbye and leave knowing ill only be gone 10 minutes at most. Walking to the shop I'm thinking about what I'm gonna wear tonight when I go out. I've been out with him before, mostly clubbing and he's hot, a brunette, slightly shorter than me but well defined muscle and a good dancer. The club we're going to is relaxed but definitely not scruffy, so those dark blue jeans that hug my arse and groin and a dark green dress shirt, the one Abb's says brings out my eyes should be appropriate wear, finished off with black Italian leather dress shoes. That will do it, by the time I've got my outfit sorted in my head I'm walking back through my front door calling out that I've got lunch. We sit down on the couch to eat and I stick a football game on the telly so we don't have to sit in complete silence, with my mind being the only thing to occupy me. A dangerous thing.

"So Gibbs, you call Ducky yet? Find out if he's got a room for you?"

"Yeah he's got a room but not before 9 so it should fit right in your schedule." We go back to comfortable silence after this watching the game. What can we do all afternoon? I might suggest shopping I know Gibbs will never go for it so I won't have to walk round a mall or stay here all afternoon with him. I don't know what's wrong with me I don't usually mind having Gibbs as company but then I guess being in love with someone who doesn't love you back makes you uncomfortable in their presence.

"So Gibbs I was gonna go shopping this afternoon get a new shirt for tonight so make yourself comfy here whilst I'm gone, unless of course you want to come with…"

"DiNozzo do you really think I want to spend my afternoon watching you decide which ridiculously overpriced shirt you want to buy for a date tonight?"

"No Boss" I knew he wouldn't go for it which is good because if he'd have said yes I wouldn't have known what to do. Having finished lunch a whilst ago I grab my keys and cell and leave Gibbs sipping coffee and watching the football game, hoping he doesn't decide to go snooping in my room. If he does he'll find a rather large porn collection that's not particularly what I want him seeing, although my gay porn is very well hidden, the lesbian porn not so much, for images sake.

Gibbs POV

I wake up at 7, which is late for me and I know Tony won't be up for at least another 3 hours. I head to the kitchen to make coffee, and after the first cup of the day head out to buy the morning papers and grab something to eat for breakfast as Tony doesn't appear to have much food in his refrigerator and only cornflakes in his cupboard. I decide to walk and it doesn't take me long to find the nearest gas station where I pick up the papers and some bagels and cream cheese. Not the best breakfast but it'll have to do. I decide to walk around for a little longer before heading back to Tony's purely because I still haven't figured out why he was acting so strangely last night. It's not like him to not help out a team mate, I know he's done it countless times for Abb's, McGee and Ziva. Maybe it's because I'm his boss and me staying at his throws the dynamic we've got going. But I don't see Tony being that easily thrown. I've been out at least an hour and that's the best theory I've come up with so I'm gonna have to go with that. I head back to Tony's to pick up my keys and grab my truck so I can see what's going on with the draining of my house. Having eaten the bagels in the car I drive across town to find the house still being drained but I'm able to go inside now as it's the basements that's still being drained. It doesn't look good but the water was clean so hopefully a good drying and airing will be enough, and new wallpaper of course. There's nothing I can do here at the moment so I head back to Tony's wondering whether or not he'll be up yet. He's not so I make myself comfy on the couch with coffee and the newspaper I brought this morning, not turning the TV on so as not to disturb Tony. Just after 11 he emerges from his bedroom dressed only in the sweats from last night, and asking whether or not I want anything to eat from the deli across the street. I say yes only because I've heard they're good, countless times from Tony and maybe this will stop him from going on about it so much.

"Yeah ill have something, anything will do but no salad" I say and he replies with something about going to get changed then leaving but I've gone back to the paper by then so I miss what he says. I hear the door open and close signalling that he's left but I'm not bothered. 10 minutes later just as I'm finishing my coffee he returns with pastrami sandwiches, turning on a game of football before handing me mine. Then comes the conversation which is inevitable with Tony.

"So Gibbs I was gonna go shopping this afternoon get a new shirt for tonight so make yourself comfy here whilst I'm gone, unless of course you want to come with…"

"DiNozzo do you really think I want to spend my afternoon watching you decide which ridiculously overpriced shirt you want to buy for a date tonight?"

"No Boss" conversation effectively ended with the right result, but I think Tony knew I would never agree to a shopping trip which means that the offer was just him being polite or deliberately asking so as to make me say no. If that was the case I should have said yes, just to see his reaction. He leaves shortly after this conversation and I wonder if maybe I should go out for a while, feeling slightly uncomfortable in Tony's apartment without Tony in it also. I don't quite know what to do with myself I watch TV for a while and think about watching one of his films but I don't think I'd even be able to turn the DVD player on let alone start a film. I decide to go back to my place and see about getting some clean clothes, I'm gonna need them if I'm staying elsewhere until the house is fit for me to live in again. I'm still wearing the same clothes I was wearing when I left for work Friday morning. Having decided a pursuit for clean clothes is the best use of my time I leave Tony's apartment and locking the door behind me I head for my car.

Tony POV

All I could think about for the entire shopping trip was my date tonight, which was unusual because usually my pre-date shopping trips consisted of me thinking about how much I wanted Gibbs' opinion on what I was wearing, I wanted him to enjoy but today was different. All I wanted today was for my actual date to like what I was wearing. Was I finally getting over Gibbs or just realising that I couldn't have him and may as well concentrate on what I can't have? But no, last night's performance would suggest that this is not the case, maybe waiting until after the date is best and deciding then where my brain is taking me. Having spent the entire trip sending Abby pictures of different shirts we finally found one that suited me and my date perfect, as Abbs being the only who knew of my preference for men, had seen pictures of him. It was pretty much the same as all my other dark green shirts that bring out my eyes but this one had a very faint pinstripe running down it which just gave it that little more ummphff. On the way home I realised I'd been gone at least 5 hours and had only succeeded in buying one rather overpriced but very sexy shirt. That would make Gibbs laugh. Made me laugh but I needed to get home and start getting ready given that it was pushing 7.30 and I wasn't even home. I realised that Gibbs was home almost immediately by the smell of coffee alone and there he was sitting in the living area on the couch drinking coffee in almost exactly the same position id left him in over 5 hours ago.

"Have you been sitting there for the whole time I've been gone?"

"No"

"Ok so what you been up to then boss, sorry Gibbs?"

"Been round to mine to get some spare clothes, and to try and salvage as much as I could."

"Cool well I'm gonna shower and get ready boss, know what time you'll be leaving for Ducky's yet?"

"Nope" and with that I walked away Gibbs obviously not wanting to have a conversation at the moment and I really needed to shower and get ready. The whole shower, shave, hair and dressing routine took a little longer than I'd anticipated and as usual I was running late when I finally left to go meet Scott in the club. The drive there was quick so I wasn't overly late, about 5 minutes when I arrived to find him sitting at the bar sipping beer. It appears the night wasn't young for some of the others in the club, who were already snogging and groping in corners. I met him with a hi and a heated kiss, given how frustrated I was, I think I managed to keep it pretty tame. I ordered a beer and dragged him to the dance floor where we remained until midnight, except for wanders to the bar to get more drinks. We had fun, lots of grinding to the music, and heated kissing resulting in us both getting frustrated and hard, which lead me to suggest us going back to mine. He agreed and after a heated snogging session against my car I drove us back to mine where I hoped against hope that Gibbs had actually gone to Ducky's like he said he would. Falling through the front door we made it to the bedroom where i proceeded to go down on my knees. Opening his jeans I muzzled against his cock before pulling his boxers down and swallowing his dick whole, whilst I rubbed myself off through my jeans causing me to moan around his cock. I got my jeans undone and stood releasing his cock with a soft pop and a groan of disappointment from him but not for long. I didn't take long for me to get him on his hands and knees on the bed and for me to begin fucking him, we needed, I needed this to be fast and hard and going by his shouts he needed it too. It ended much to quickly and we fell asleep, my arms wrapped around him.

Gibbs POV

Having collected clean clothes from the house and salvaged everything else I was going to need for a few weeks, I arrived back at Tony's place wondering how on earth he isn't home yet. I must have been gone at least 3 hours and still no signs of Tony at his apartment. Oh well must be spending lots of money, maybe he'll actually work harder for his pay check this month. I make coffee and sit down with a book I salvaged from my apartment and await Tony's return. He arrives eventually and with a smarmy comment about me not having moved the entire time he's been gone, which I shoot down immediately. He asks again what time I'm leaving for Ducky's. He sure is acting like he wants to get rid of me. Maybe he just wants to make sure his date doesn't find me here. I leave whilst he's in the shower, giving him space to get ready thinking I can just drive around until I can go to Ducky's. as soon as I get through the door I'm told off by ducky for breaking my own rule, 'never be unreachable' I must have left my cell at Tony's but I know I can't go and get it as I'll probably walk into him whilst he's half naked or worse naked, getting ready for his smoking hot date and that would cause problems for both of us. I decide to go back tomorrow morning at some point. In the meantime I get dispatch to place any case allocation calls to Ducky's home phone until 8 tomorrow morning. This solves the problem of being unreachable and the problem of Ducky's nagging. It's still early but given that I've got no boat to build and no TV to watch and the only other entertainment being Ducky's monologues I decide to turn in for the night even if it is only 10. Next morning I wake up at my usual 6 o'clock and go downstairs in search of coffee and breakfast. Ducky's already in the kitchen and coffee already made and we make light conversation until I consider it safe enough for me to go back to Tony's to retrieve my cell, guessing that his date will have long gone. I was wrong. It turns out this date wasn't another one night stand but what seems to be a long standing arrangement maybe even relationship. I knock on the door not wanting to disturb but I don't want to just walk in considering I'm no longer staying there. There's no answer so I knock again this time hearing movement and a shout from an unfamiliar voice that they'll get the door. I soon find out who this unfamiliar voice belongs to. A man opens the door, he's tall about my height, brunette and very muscly. But this isn't what I notice first. What I notice first is the fact that he's wet and dressed only in a towel obviously fresh out the shower. I introduce myself

"Jethro Gibbs"

"Scott, I'm a friend of Tony's." Tony interrupts here from the shower

"Who is it Scott?"

"Says he's a friend of yours, Jethro Gibbs."

"Umm yeah let him in" Tony walks in the room dressed the same as Scott, in just a towel but he seems to have dried himself off first.

"What did you forget Gibbs?"

"My cell left it on the coffee table I'll just get it and go." I know my voice sounds shocked but I can't stop it and I walk to the coffee table and grab my cell before making my way past the two men and back outside the apartment not wanting to intrude any longer. I make it back to my car before my mind kicks into gear and I start to run over what the hell just happened. Tony and Scott obviously just got out of the shower seemingly together and totally at ease with each other. That wasn't a one night stand. One night stands don't stay for a shower the next morning they leave before you've woken up or sneak out later, they do not stay for showers. So was, is Scott the hot date Tony was talking about. This was weird and getting weirder, just then my cell rings, the caller i.d telling me its Tony calling. I accept the call.

"Gibbs" I answer curtly with my usual gruffness trying not the show I'm shaken by this new discovery.

"Hey it's Tony, you left pretty quick earlier, everything ok?" trying to sound nonchalant I note

"Everything's fine DiNozzo"

"Look boss Scott he's a friend, well more than a frie…"

"You don't have to explain yourself to me DiNozzo, you're a grown man you can do what you want" I cut him off abruptly not wanting to hear his explanation. I don't know why it bothers me so much, why it is bothering me. These are feeling I associate with jealousy but I'm not jealous of DiNozzo. Am I?