If you do not like yaoi, then please don't read. Thank you! - Fangurl

The next day, Eric walked into Fangurl's office and placed both hands on her desk before muttering "Listen here lady, I don't know who you think you are, but you had no right making my brother cry like you did yesterday."

"Eric that was not my intention; Alan came out on his own and told me everything," Fangurl calmly replied.

"Yeah, after you obviously persuaded him. You made him an emotional wreck," Eric stated.

"Why don't you sit down and we can begin your session," Fangurl offered.

Reluctantly, Eric sat down in a chair and leaned back in it, resting his feet on the edge of Fangurl's desk. "I got nothing to tell you," he responded.

"Eric, you and your stepbrother are not in trouble. There's just a concern some of the teachers have after observing the two of you at lunch," Fangurl said.

"Whatever it is, they're wrong," Eric defended as he sat up straighter.

"The teachers think that you and Alan are doing drugs when you go behind the bleachers at lunch every day. They watch you two go out there, and I just want to know if that's what you guys are doing," Fangurl explained.

"No, we don't do drugs," Eric firmly stated.

"Then tell me what you two do out there so I can clear everything up," Fangurl asked.

"I can't tell you anything!" Eric snapped as he stood up and gripped the table.

It was silent before Fangurl questioned calmly "Eric, why can't you tell me? It'll prove you and Alan are innocent of foul play." Eric sat down and bit his lip. "Are you and Alan trying to find private time so that you can engage in an incestuous relationship?"

The blonde clenched his fists and glared up at Fangurl. "Fuck you," he growled before standing up and storming out of her office.

"I think that answers that question," Fangurl muttered to herself.

Eric swiped the back of his hand over his eyes as he walked down the empty hallways of the high school. With rage building up inside of him, he punched at several lockers before sliding down to the floor. "How dare she talk about me and Alan like that," he said to himself. Eric saw Alan more as the love of his life than his stepbrother, no matter how taboo the attraction between them was. He pulled out his phone and texted Alan to come out into the hallway when he got a moment.

Five minutes later, Alan walked out of a classroom and hurried down the hall to meet his stepbrother. "What happened?" he asked.

Instead of answering, Eric grabbed Alan and pressed him back against the lockers, aggressively yet lovingly kissing the brunette as Alan wrapped his arms around Eric. "She knows, and she's more than likely going to tell dad and Danielle," Eric informed.

"What are we gonna do?" Alan questioned.

"We're not gonna freak out about this. We've gotta act like we don't know what's going on, and the way to do that is act like we hate each other for a little while, so that they think there could be no way we could be in love," Eric suggested.

"But Eric, I could never hate you," Alan reminded as he placed his hands on the blonde's face.

"I know, I know, I could never hate you either love, but we have to do what is necessary in order to be together in the end," Eric said. "We'll just act like we can't stand each other around our parents, and then at night, after they've gone to sleep, I'll come get in bed with you."

"Okay, I hope this works," Alan muttered.

Eric placed both hands on his stepbrother's face before whispering "No matter what, you know that I always love you."

"Yes, and I love you too," Alan replied before kissing Eric.

Later that afternoon, the two brothers slowly walked inside their house, where Christopher and Danielle were waiting. "Hi mom," Alan said.

"Hey dad," Eric echoed.

"Sit down boys," Christopher instructed.

Eric and Alan sat down on the couch as their parents looked at them. "What's up?" Eric asked.

"We got a call today from the counselor and she told us what you both told her," Danielle said.

"What did you tell her Alan?" Eric demanded as he looked over at the brunette.

"I didn't tell her anything," Alan defended.

"Dad, Danielle, what did the counselor say Alan told her?" Eric asked his parents.

"She said that Alan admitted to having incestuous feelings towards you, and that he also said that you have feelings for him," Christopher informed.

Eric stood up, looked at Alan, and yelled "Are you fucking kidding me?! Alan that is the grossest thing I've ever heard. Just because I'm nice to you and care about you does not mean that I love you like that! That's sick, and you're sick for thinking that I would love you like that you little bastard."

"Eric, do not speak to your brother like that," Christopher scolded.

"He is not my brother! He's a little freak who needs professional help," the blonde remarked.

"Eric, you told me you love me, don't deny that," Alan said as he stood up too.

The brunette fell back on the couch after Eric slapped him across the face. "Don't you dare take it out of context you little son of a bitch! When I told you I loved you, it was normal like how every other sibling loves each other," Eric growled as he stood over his brother.

"Son, you need to calm down," Christopher said as he pulled him back from Alan. "And do not hit your brother; I don't care how angry you are."

Eric huffed and looked down at the brunette, who looked up at him in shock. "He's not my brother, not anymore," he stated before walking to the backyard. Christopher and Danielle watched as Alan started to cry, stood up, and ran upstairs to his bedroom.

"What do you think honey?" Danielle asked her husband.

"I think Alan's confused and quite possibly needs help," Christopher remarked.

"No, I'm not sending him away or to a therapist," Danielle replied.

"Well what are we gonna do then?" Christopher asked.

"I don't know," Danielle snapped before sitting down on the couch and burying her face in her hands. Christopher sat down beside her, and tried to comfort his wife.

Later that night, after the couple went to bed, Alan lie awake in his bed, staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, his bedroom door opened up slowly. Sitting up, Alan saw Eric hurry inside and shut the door gently, so as not to wake their parents. Eric stepped over to the bed and climbed in. He wrapped his arms around Alan and kissed his lips lovingly. "I'm so sorry Alan, I'm so sorry that I hit you earlier," he apologized.

"It's okay, I know you had to make it convincing," Alan replied.

"Remember what I said earlier, I love you no matter what," Eric reminded.

"I know, I just don't ever want to be separated from you," Alan said.

"You won't be, I won't let it happen," Eric promised. "Now no more talking, let's just be together for a few hours."

Alan nodded before Eric kissed his lips and pulled his stepbrother closer to him. He ran his hands up the back of Alan's shirt and rubbed his back affectionately as he felt Alan shutter against him. Eric climbed on top of him slowly and brushed the brunette's bangs out of his face. Leaning his head down, Eric began to kiss and gently bite Alan's neck, as Alan began to moan quietly. "Does that make you feel good?" Eric whispered.

"Yes," Alan replied as he felt Eric nudge his face against his neck. "I don't wanna go any farther now though, not here where people can catch us."

"Okay, I'll wait as long as you want," Eric agreed before climbing off of Alan and lying next to him. The brunette lay his head on Eric's chest and closed his eyes as Eric kissed the top of his head and began to rub his back again as the two fell asleep in each other's arms.