Ethan/Isaac

Author's Note: Just so you know, I don't do dark and angsty fics so Isaac won't be put through hell like he is on the show. Hope you enjoy.

Isaac shook his head, "If you keep paying every time we do something, soon you won't have any money left."

Ethan grinned and put some money on the table, "Don't worry, I have a job. So I can keep paying. Besides, I know I'm being kind of pushy, so I shouldn't force you to pay."

The two of them were sitting in a little diner where they'd met for lunch. Ethan had called last night, hoping to set up another date for tonight but Isaac had to work. So Ethan had offered to meet for lunch and … after their first date turned out better than he'd expected, Isaac decided to take a chance. And here they were. Isaac had been surprised, again, to find that he was enjoying his time with Ethan, just talking about little things like the weather and Beacon Hills High School and how crazy Coach Finstock really was.

Their first point of contention was when the bill came because Isaac insisted on paying for his share, but Ethan was just as adamant that he'd be paying for everything. Which, the way Ethan explained it, was actually rather nice. Ethan was, without a doubt, very forward but he also seemed to be conscious of the fact that he was pushing Isaac out of his comfort zone a bit.

When Ethan stood and held out his hand for Isaac, having put enough money on the table to cover the entire bill, Isaac decided there was probably no use arguing with him, Ethan could be really stubborn, and got up to follow him out as he asked, "So where is it that you work?"

For once Isaac was reluctant to say where he worked. Normally he wouldn't care who knew or what they thought about it. It wasn't like he'd had any friends to be weirded out by it and the people he'd met after becoming a werewolf just plain didn't care. They dealt with much stranger things on a regular basis. But now, here was this guy, this normal guy whose only oddity was somehow being attracted to Isaac. Nothing supernatural about him and suddenly Isaac was nervous that the first person to be attracted to him would be scared off by his job. But a part of him felt stupid for thinking that way because if Ethan was this determined to get on Isaac's good side, why would one little detail suddenly send him running?

So as they headed for Ethan's motorcycle, because he'd insisted on picking Isaac up and giving him a ride, Isaac glanced away and hesitantly said, "I, uh, work at the cemetery."

He wasn't sure what he was expecting from Ethan, so he was surprised when Ethan simply replied, "Huh. Odd place for a high schooler to work. What do you do there?"

"Dig new graves, fill them up again, check for vandalism, and just sort of help out with whatever is needed."

He glanced back at Ethan to see him nodding a little, "You like it?"

Isaac shrugged, "Its money and it gets me away from home for a little while, so yeah."

Ethan stopped, frowning, as they got to his motorcycle, "Why would you want to get away from home?"

Isaac sighed and looked down at his feet, much more uncomfortable than he'd been before now that they were on the subject of family, "My family … like I said, the nuclear family idea just kind of exploded for us."

This time Ethan wasn't satisfied with that answer, "You can't tell me more? I get that you don't want to talk about it and it must have been bad, but I need some detail to understand what really happened."

He looked back up at Ethan to see a concerned look in his eyes and tried to strike a balance between his desire not to talk about it and Ethan's desire for more information, "Well … I'm the only member of my family still alive. First my mom died, then my brother, then my dad was murdered. That last part I'm not actually sorry about. By the time he died … let's just say no one would've enjoyed living with him."

Ethan didn't respond for a moment and gently pulled Isaac in for a hug before saying, "I know it probably doesn't mean anything, but I'm sorry. No one should have to go through losing their family."

He returned the hug and nodded against Ethan's shoulder, grateful for the sentiment even if Ethan didn't know exactly what he had gone through, "Thanks, Ethan."

After a minute or two, they disentangled themselves and got onto the motorcycle, Isaac wrapping his arms around Ethan's waist as they drove off. They were going back to the loft where he lived with Derek. Ethan had pushed to spend more time with him before he had to work, but Derek wanted him to go out looking for Erica and Boyd so he needed a few hours before going to the cemetery. But he couldn't just ask Ethan to drop him off by the forest or some abandoned building without seeming like a creeper or something and, while it was a little early to tell where it was going, he didn't want to screw up this thing up if he could help it.

After they got to the building and Isaac hopped off the motorcycle, Ethan asked, "When do get done with work tonight?"

Isaac shrugged, "Around midnight. Why?"

Ethan wasn't smiling, but it looked like it was only because he was struggling not to, "I was thinking maybe we could grab a bite to eat. I mean, you'll probably be hungry by then and I'm not really doing anything tonight."

He couldn't help the grin that came to his lips as he shook his head, "No, you don't have to, really. That's nice and everything, but you don't have to stay up just for me."

Now Ethan was smiling and getting off his motorcycle, "Isaac, I'm not offering because I have to, I'm offering because I want to. Its summer, its not like we have school tomorrow or any other reason to get up early."

"You don't waste any time, do you?"

Ethan stepped closer and brought his arms around Isaac's waist, still smiling, "Only when I see something I like."

Isaac blushed and looked away, he would've taken a step back if Ethan's arms weren't around him. He wasn't used to people being this close, nor was he used to the amount of physical contact that Ethan seemed to take for granted. He also wasn't at all used to people being interested in him. At least, the only other random person to express interest in him was Derek and that was for a completely unromantic reason.

Despite how flustered he felt from such obvious advances, he nodded, "Alright, but I'm paying for my half this time."

Ethan's smile only grew, "Great, we can meet back at the diner when you're finished."

Then Ethan leaned in closer and kissed him. It was nothing more than a quick peck on the lips, but it caught Isaac by surprise and he wasn't sure what to do. But, thankfully, Ethan didn't look like he was waiting for anything because he pulled back, smile still firmly in place, and got back on his motorcycle and drove off. Isaac stared after him as he left before turning and heading inside.

It was about a quarter after midnight when Isaac made it to the diner, it was one of those places that never closed so he hadn't worried about that, and he was happy to see Ethan's motorcycle already in the parking lot. He'd actually been a little worried Ethan wouldn't show up because good things usually didn't last very long for him. But he pushed that thought out of his head as best he could and went into the diner. He quickly spotted Ethan and, as he sat down, saw that he'd already ordered for both of them, which would have gotten Isaac concerned except it looked like he'd made a good choice for both of them.

Isaac just looked at Ethan, who grinned and said, "Didn't think you'd want to wait and I figured I couldn't go wrong with burgers and fries."

He nodded and eagerly dug in, Ethan doing the same. Neither of them spoke at first, it was late and they were both hungry. It took a minute or two for Isaac to realize that, even though the food had arrived before him, Ethan hadn't taken a bite until he showed up. Which was kind of nice and Isaac was glad it wouldn't be awkward with him eating while Ethan had already finished before he even showed up. Ethan must have been really sure that he was going to show up.

After a few minutes spent enjoying their food, Ethan broke the silence by asking, "When we met, at the cemetery, were you working or there for another reason? If I'm touching something you don't want me to, just tell me, but you can't blame me for being curious."

Isaac wasn't sure if he should nod or shake his head because either one might send the wrong signal, but he honestly couldn't blame Ethan for wondering, "Its alright. I was, uh, visiting the family graves."

"Oh. You miss them?"

He nodded this time, "Most of them."

"But not your dad."

Isaac snorted, "Not at all. You probably think that's a terrible thing to say, but by the time he died the good times were completely outweighed by the bad." Then he shook his head and sighed, remembering where he was and what he was doing, "Sorry, this probably isn't good conversation for a date."

Ethan shook his head, "No, its my fault, I'm the one who brought it up. I realize your family is kind of a touchy subject. I'm sorry I can't get over it, its just hard for me to believe that someone like you had such a rough time already."

He was confused by that, "Someone like me?"

It didn't take long for Ethan to realize that he could've said that better and he quickly said, "I just meant that you're nice and polite and you look … well, not like someone who had a bad childhood."

Isaac nodded and focused on his food, not exactly sure what to say to that and he didn't want to accidentally push Ethan away. But when he looked back up at Ethan, he didn't seem too perturbed. Isaac knew he was new to dating and kept thinking that he probably wouldn't even know how things went wrong if they eventually did. So he was thankful that he hadn't stepped on a land mine, so to speak.

After a minute or two of somewhat awkward silence, Ethan spoke up, "So, you know any good clubs around here?"

Isaac grinned lopsidedly and shook his head, "If you wanted to know that kind of stuff, you should really have latched onto Danny. He'd know the club scene a lot more than I do. Plus, clubs aren't really my thing. Too much noise, too many people."

Ethan nodded, "Who's Danny?"

He shrugged, "Nice enough guy, plays on the lacrosse team. Most people seem to like him. Supposed to be some kind of computer whiz or something."

"But not a friend of yours?"

Isaac shook his head, "No. Barely know him. But you can go meet him if you want. I'm sure you'll know what to say."

A grin grew on Ethan's lips, "No, I think I like hanging out with you. And if you're trying to get rid of me, you'll need to do better than that."

Isaac grinned back, "Maybe I wasn't trying very hard."

Ethan's grin got wider, "Really? Why's that?"

"I think you know why."

"Maybe I like having it spelled out for me."

Isaac chuckled, "Maybe I'll do that on our next date. Right now, I'm about ready to fall asleep in this chair. We can talk more tomorrow."

They had finished their food by then and the waitress came over to give them their bill. As promised, Ethan let him pay for his share of it. Then they were heading out into the parking lot.

As they approached Ethan's motorcycle, he said, "I'll call you tomorrow. I'm sure you know by now that I don't like wasting time around people I like."

Isaac nodded, a small smile on his lips, "Yeah, I do. I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

When Ethan leaned in for a kiss, Isaac was ready this time and happily responded. Ethan quickly dominated the kiss, but Isaac couldn't say he minded one bit. By the time the kiss came to an end, both of them were breathing heavily and Isaac could smell Ethan's arousal. Which went straight to his own groin because he was kind of amazed that someone was getting aroused because of him.

Ethan quickly got onto his motorcycle, grinning like a fool, "I'll see you later."

Isaac was probably smiling just as widely as Ethan drove off and was kind of surprised that he was eager to see Ethan again, even though he'd just left. He was also a bit surprised by how quickly he'd gone from wanting to get Ethan to leave him alone to wanting to spend more time with him. But if things continued the way they had tonight, he honestly couldn't complain.