Another thank you to those who had the chance to review. I've got the next couple of chapters written so I thought I'd post this chapter now and make room in my documents page for more chapters :D Enjoy!

Boarding School Hell

"I'm terrified I'm going to. I mean, I just punched Naff for pretty much no reason, I have the shortest temper imaginable and…"

"You're not like him," Chris shook his head, finding his voice, "Ok, I didn't know him, but I know you. You're not abusive. So what, you have a temper on you, that's nothing, it's not like you seriously hurt Naff and he can look after himself. You've never touched me in that way, have you? Have you?" Wyatt shook his head slowly, now looking back at the floor, finishing his cigarette his hand still shaking, "And I know you never will. I was only joking when I said that, I know you're not capable of it, you proved that when we fought at my house."

"That 'fight'," Wyatt started using quote marks with his fingers, "At your house was nothing, Chris, and you know it. We ended up in bed, happy, because of it…But you don't know what I'm capable of."

"Sure I do, you put a guy in hospital at your old school."

"You didn't see him though," Wyatt stated, "You never saw the state he was in, what could have happened if I wasn't pulled away from him…" Wyatt shook his head away from the thoughts and ran his hands through his golden locks, "I could see it in my mom's eyes when she found out. I know she thinks my dad traumatised me when I saw what he did, when I saw him..." the Halliwell trailed off, his eyes going to the ground. He could not make eye contact with his lover, dared not to.

"You didn't just see him hit her, did you?" Chris was starting to catch on, his green eyes growing wide in horror, "You saw something more…" But the Halliwell could not reply, so Chris nodded his head and swallowed hard, "Look, it's not who you come from, it's how you were raised, and I know you love your dad to bits. Leo, I mean, I saw it when you saw him. You treat him as if he's your own dad, right?"

"Yeah, course I do," Wyatt nodded, "He was the whole reason my mom got out of the relationship she was in. He's great, always has been with me and Parker even though we're not his own…"

"So you're nothing like your real dad," Chris smiled, "Because if you were, you'd hate Leo, you'd resent him…but you don't. And plus, you're capable of love, no man that hit's his partner can be capable of any love, it's just gratification, lust," the 17-year-old still sat in silence, frowning slightly, trying to get everything into his head, "And I know there's more than lust between us, you wouldn't have been there for me when I needed you otherwise. And I promise, no more jokes about you hitting me, ok?"

Hearing the last line made Wyatt smile finally since Chris had seen him. The Perry smiled back, and kissed his lover gently, as he pulled away he looked into his blue watery eyes.

"So, is there anything else I need to know about?" The Halliwell just laughed slightly with a roll of the eyes, "No?" Wyatt shook his head with a smile, "Good, c'mon then back to the room where I can make love to you."

"Shouldn't it be me making love to you tonight, since it's your birthday."

"But what if I want to go on top?" Chris asked, as they both stood up and started to make their way out of the hut.

"You can always ride me," Wyatt suggested, "We haven't tried that one yet." Chris smiled, happy that they had got back to normal, they could face everything about Naff tomorrow morning.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

The alarm clock blared around the room, causing both boys to groan until it was turned off.

"Please tell me it's Friday." Chris sighed, still laying on his back, looking up at the ceiling as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"It's Friday." He heard Wyatt's sleepy voice, so he looked over to see his eyes closed again, the bruise on his cheekbone fully formed, making him smile slightly (at his eyes closed, not the bruise).

"Are you just telling me that because I asked you to?" He could see that Wyatt was on the verge of falling back asleep, so rolled onto his side and stroked the purple bruise lightly, letting his fingers stroke the rest of his face and down his arm.

"Hmm, that feels nice," The 17-year-old's voice mumbled, but his eyes shot open as he felt a hand on his soft member. He looked at his lover with a gentle smile, "Now that feels super-nice."

"Good, because that's all you're getting today," Chris moved his hand and started to get out of the bed, "Until everything gets sorted out with Naff and the rest of the gang."

Wyatt groaned, putting his hands to his eyes and rubbed the sleep away, he had completely forgotten about last night until Chris mentioned it, but knew nobody else would have done. There was going to be a lot of apologising today.

The Perry turned to look at his lover, as he wrapped a towel around his waist. He frowned slightly, wondering what was going through the blonde's head, but then decided against asking and opened the door. As he walked down the corridor and into the showers, he bumped into Speedy.

"Morning." Speedy smiled at the brunette.

"Hey." Chris replied with a short wave.

"Did you talk to Wyatt last night then?" the blonde asked, leaning on the wall as Chris walked past him. Once Chris nodded, Speedy sighed, "Not good?"

"Don't know yet." Chris replied, not meaning about him and Wyatt, but what it was going to be like later on, especially around Naff.

"I spoke to Naff last night," Speedy said, just as both had started to walk away from each other, "You may want to talk to him later." The 18-year-old simple nodded his head and left for the showers, leaving Speedy alone in the corridor, however he was not alone for long as Wyatt stepped out of his room in his PJ bottoms, yawning, holding his towel. Speedy smirked slightly, he had an idea why the Halliwell was so tired, but decided not to say anything.

"Morning." Wyatt yawned as he walked past Speedy, this was when he was going to find out who was talking to him.

"Morning." Speedy laughed, shaking his head slightly at the sight of the purple mark. The muscular blonde stopped in his tracks to look at his roommate's friend.

"What?" His voice croaked slightly, then he realised that was what Speedy was laughing at and groaned.

"Tiring night?" Wyatt rolled his eyes and continued his journey into the showers, thinking that the teen was taking the piss, "Oh, I spoke to Naff by the way and know that you're not completely to blame for the fight," That made the 17-year-old stop and turn to the other, "You still have two friends, me and Titch, at least."

"Thanks."

Later that morning, Chris finally found his 17-year-old friend, to talk to him about last night's fight. He had heard Wyatt's side, and heard what Speedy had found out, but now he needed to talk to the man in question. Dane Naffelitie. Luckily, he had found him outside, by a tree, his lip bust and a bruise on his right eye standing out.

"How many people have asked what happened?" Chris asked, trying to ease into the conversation. The brunette looked up from where he was sat, underneath a tree, and groaned.

"I wondered how long it'd take you to find me today," Naff stated, "Was half expecting you to wake me up this morning."

"Nah, had to look after Wyatt, you left a nice bruise on his face."

"He deserved it for hitting me!"

"Naff!" Chris sighed, "I know you said something to him to make him hit you. He wouldn't loose it for no reason."

"You would take his side." The Perry thought it was as if Naff resented him for it, but he knew Wyatt would not lie to him, not the state he was in last night.

"Well, do you want to tell me your side?"

"I was just looking out for you," Naff sighed, running a hand through his brunette locks, "Just one friend for another. I thought he was using you, ok. I mean how much can you trust him?"

"A lot, actually," Chris replied, "He was there for me when I needed someone, he got himself suspended so I wasn't alone, nearly got himself in trouble with his dad when he came with me to the hospital, and he didn't have to…"

"Got himself suspended? I thought he got caught down in the hut."

"He did, but he wasn't going to get suspended for it," Chris sat on the grass next to his friend, "He threatened Hallings so he'd get suspended. He risked some trouble for me, and not so he could sleep with me, because he cared. I know he's not just using me for sex, I trust him. I love him, Naff…" Chris could see a glint in disappointment in the brunette's brown eyes and then realised what it was all really about, "Naff…what did you have a go at Wyatt for?"

"I…well…it's nothing, Chris. Look, I'll let everyone know the fight was my fault and then everything can go back to normal," But Chris was not having any of it, and kept pressing, just like he did with his boyfriend last night, but he hoped he would not have the same reaction from Naff. Finally the 17-year-old sighed, "I guess I'm a little jealous, ok."

"Of what? Wyatt?" As he saw Naff nod his head, the Perry sighed.

"I didn't want you to find out this way, I'm sorry, I didn't realise until I saw how you looked at Wyatt in the first few days of the semester," Naff shook his head and got up to stand away, "Anyway, I'm going to apologise to Wyatt. He doesn't hold grudges, does he?" Chris never answered the question, he was too busy stunned from the revelation of his friend, staring at the ground. Once everything finally clicked into place, he looked up to find Naff gone. He stood up, dusting himself off, to find him again. Naff's honesty could not effect their friendship, nor Chris' own relationship with Wyatt.

I know, some of you already saw that bit coming and whole Naff and Chris thing, so there's the answer to your suspicions :D Anyway, please review...