I thought I'd get another update up tonight as it may be later tomorrow afternoon before I get another update since I have a two hour drive tomorrow morning. I hope you enjoy it.

Also, thank you to all those who have had a chance to review. I'm not giving much chance since I'm on such a roll with this story at the moment, but please review when you get the chance, even if it's just the latest chapter :D I'd like to know if something wasn't good enough for you that way I can make it better for the next chapter.

Boarding School Hell

Wyatt continued to look at the piece of paper that read what Chris was getting from his grandfather. Most of it was all expected, the apartment, the contents of the apartment and what was left in the old man's bank account. Chris knew all that, after all he was the only one left, but what nobody knew about was the sum of money that apparently Chris' parents had left for him before they died, a sum of money that he was not meant to see until his 21st birthday unless something happened to his grandfather. Wyatt looked at the paper and then back at Chris, gobsmacked, not just at the sum of money that was on the sheet but also that Chris had no idea about this. Nobody had told him anything about it, not a single penny of it.

"I am reading that right, aren't I?" Chris finally asked, as the two teens sat down on the chairs, not realising that the PA was now looking at them, "There is almost $4-million written on there, isn't there?" Wyatt took another look and slowly nodded his head, "Where the fuck did my 'rents get almost $4-million?"

The Halliwell still did not know what to say, he just looked between the figure on the sheet of paper and then up at Chris, alternating between the two.

"How did you not know about this?" Wyatt asked finally, "I mean, your parents, your grandpa, none of them ever said a word to you?"

"Not one."

Once the two lovers finally got back to the manor, Piper was already waiting, ready to be there if Chris needed it. Nobody knew what to expect from today, and Piper was not entirely sure of how Chris would deal with everything.

Wyatt and Chris had already decided not to say anything to anybody what was in the will, just that it was what Chris knew about – the apartment, the contents etc. – not a word was going to be said about the sum of money, it was none of their business.

"How did it go?" Piper instantly greeted the two boys as they stepped into the house. Wyatt's blue eyes rolled, he should have known his mother would be waiting for them.

"Fine," Chris nodded, shock no longer apparent in his voice, "Just what I expected really. There was nothing to worry about. But I've got to go back in a couple of days to sign a few things."

"Oh right," Piper nodded, not thinking any different of it. She stood up from the couch and walked towards the kitchen, "Do either of you want a snack or anything before I make lunch?"

"Please mom." Wyatt smiled, knowing that his brunette lover was hungry now since he had not eaten anything yet.

As Piper made her way into the kitchen, Wyatt sat down where she was once sat, and pulled Chris down with him.

"You ok?" he asked, he seemed to be asking Chris that a lot lately.

"Fine," Chris smiled, his mind secretly still racing about everything, mainly wondering why his grandpa had never said anything to him about this lot of money, "I'm gonna go out after lunch, to my family's graves."

"You want me to come?" Wyatt offered, he hated cemeteries, for some weird reason they freaked him out slightly but he would go to one if it helped his lover.

"No, I need to go on my own," Chris explained, "You don't mind, do you?"

"Course I don't," Wyatt laughed slightly and pulled Chris towards him, "I just want you to be happy. I love you, Chris."

"I love you too."

Chris stood in the cemetery, the last time he had been here was when his grandfather's body was being put in the earth. He never once returned, fearing that it would cause all the pain to come back to him like it had done when he first visited his parents' graves, but somehow now it felt peaceful.

"Hey." Chris said, looking at his grandfather's headstone. Next to that were his mother and father's. He looked at them all in turn, firstly at his grandfather's;

Here lies Victor Patrick Perry

A beloved father and grandfather.

1941-2020

May he rest in peace.

Next he looked to his father's grave, the headstone was a darker colour that his grandfathers and was slightly more warn, of course it would be, after all this headstone, along with his mother's, had stood for four extra years.

Here lies James Samuel Perry

A devoted father and a loving son.

1972-2016

Rest in peace.

Finally, Chris looked at the final headstone and read the words.

Here lies Jane Kathryn Perry

A caring mother and wonderful daughter

1976-2016

Rest in peace for all eternity

Part of Chris wanted to shed a tear for them, but at the peace he felt, he could not. He knew from this it confirmed he was now alone, but deep down he knew he was not alone. Not only did he have Wyatt, but he knew he would have Wyatt's family too.

The 18-year-old finally continued to say what he came to say, the whole reason he was here.

"Just so you all know, I don't blame any of you for dying," Chris sighed, "It wasn't your faults, and I know that. Erm…I got the will today, grandpa, why didn't you tell me? The money, I mean, not the will, I should have known there would be a will. I just…why could you have prepared me for it? Was it really that much of a secret?" Chris looked up to the sky and back down, as if waiting for an answer, "Oh well, I'll put it to good use, I promise. No going stupid on big houses and flash cars or cigarettes. I promise I'll quit smoking, as soon as I get back to school. I know, I know…" he felt like he could hear his family saying something about his habits, "I shouldn't have started in the first place, but can you blame a boy? I've made mistakes, but I will quit, I promise, if not for my own health, for the health of Wyatt's kid. Oh yeah, I'm gay, but I guess you've found out now…if you are looking down on me…" Chris contemplated what he said and then continued, "Oh, and I hope you're not mad at me for what I'm gonna do, you know, help Wyatt raise his child. I can't see it go into a foster home and…yeah…you know, I love Wyatt, I'm not about to lose him for a mistake that he made and it's not the child's fault, right?" a laughed at himself slightly, was he really expecting one of them to answer him? Why the hell was he asking so many questions, questions he would never get the answers to, "Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that and let all three of you know I love you all so so much, and a day doesn't go back that I don't think about you. I hope you're enjoying yourselves wherever you are, and save a place for me, just not too soon, ok? Give me a few decades first. Let's say at least five possibly six decades?" he almost felt them laughing at his words, as he smiled, "Anyway. I love you all."

The Perry was just about to leave the graveyard as he felt a presence behind him. He turned around to come face to face with a small, petite, blonde haired woman.

"Lynn, hi, how are you?"

"Hi, Chris," Bianca's mother replied, "I'm better now. Bianca said you were at the hospital with her. Thanks for being there, I know you've broken up but I'm glad she has someone else that cares for her."

"Course I care for her," Chris nodded his head, after all he did still care for her, that was never going to go away no matter how crazy she was, "I'm surprised to see you here."

"Bianca let me know about your grandfather, I'm so sorry to hear that Chris," Lynn sympathetically looked to the 18-year-old, "I know how close you were to him. Just to let you know if you need anything I'm here for you, no matter what."

"Thanks Lynn."

"I thought I would come and pay my respects since I never knew about the funeral."

"Sorry about that," Chris sighed, "It was all a shock to me. I only found out the week before he died that he was ill. I should have called but…"

"Don't worry about it," Lynn shook her head, "I understand, Chris, I really do. No-one your age should have to go through that. I couldn't imagine how Bianca would cope if something happened to me. Anyway, I just came to pay my respects but I'm really glad I bumped into you."

"I'd best get going," Chris smiled as he kissed Lynn's cheek gently, "I'm really glad you're ok now and it was nothing too serious."

"Bye Chris."

"Bye." With that, Chris left the cemetery, surprisingly happy for the first time without his lover's help in a long time.

Two days past fairly quickly for Chris and he laid in bed on the morning of the 5th, staring up at the ceiling while he listened to Wyatt's soft breathing next to him. He turned his head with a smile, to see the Halliwell peacefully asleep with a small smile on his face, which made him look like a five-year-old. The Perry sighed as he sat up in bed and looked to the red digital clock that told him it was just after eight in the morning.

Deciding he could not stay in bed any longer, he climbed out throwing on his boxers and made his way to the bathroom for a shower. He could smell the scent of bacon coming from the kitchen as he put his hand on the bedroom door, so Piper was up at least.

After his refreshing shower, he got dressed and made his way into the kitchen, where Matty sat eating a bowl of cereal quickly and messy and Piper putting a plate of bacons, eggs and pancakes in front of her husband, who sat next to his only son.

"Morning sweetie," Piper smiled as she saw Chris in the doorway, "Pancakes?"

"Please, Piper." Chris smiled as he got himself a cup of coffee and sat at the table opposite Matty, who smiled with a mouthful of milky fruit loops. As milk dribbled from his mouth down his chin, Chris could not help but laugh at him, causing Leo to look up from his breakfast to see what the 18-year-old was laughing at.

"Matthew!" Leo sighed, seeing the white liquid being wiped off his chin with the back of the 11-year-old's sleeve, "Use a towel not your clothes."

"'ommy dd" Matthew mumbled still with a mouthful of food, this time earning a slight scolding from his mother.

"Matt, don't talk with your mouth full please."

Matthew swallowed his breakfast and looked at Piper with puppy dog eyes.

"Sorry mom," he said and then looked at Leo, "Sorry dad. But Chris thought it was funny."

Leo just rolled his eyes and looked at the 18-year-old, suddenly something that Henry had said to him came back to him.

"Oh, Chris, just a quick question," Leo said, catching the Perry's attention, "Henry said to me Hope asked him if he and Paige were getting laid and said you explained what it meant…"

Piper turned around at that and looked at the two.

"Chris! She's eight-years-old…"

"Whoa!" Chris put his hands up in defence, "Did she say at all what I actually told her?"

"No, which is why Henry wants to know…"

"I told her that when two people love each other they share a bed…nothing…you know…" Chris tried to explain what he had explained to Wyatt's youngest cousin.

"So, nothing about what it really is?"

"God, no!" Chris shook his head, "She's eight, like you said."

"Can I ask how she found out about this 'getting laid'?" Piper asked, not impressed with the conversation that Chris had obviously been having around her youngest niece.

"That was mainly her sister's fault," Chris sighed, "Hannah said something about it and Hope being so curious asked what it meant. Phoenix and Holly refused to say anything to I said that. It saved any more questions and everything…I'm sorry it just…"

"Well, you answered better than I would have done," Leo sighed, "But please no more talk like that around Hope."

"Don't worry," Chris shook his head, "I told the girls to stop after it."

"Told who to stop after what?" Wyatt asked, as he walked into the kitchen in a pair of PJ bottoms, yawning, just as Piper placed a plate of pancakes in front of Chris.

"Oh, just your cousins talking about things they really shouldn't be," Piper sighed, "I think, in a way I'm glad I didn't have any girls at all."

"Oh, is this what Hope was asking about?" Wyatt asked, sitting at the table, putting his arms on the top and his head on his arms, closing his eyes again.

"Why did you get up?" Chris asked, laughing slightly as he poured some syrup on his pancakes.

"You weren't in bed and I was wondering where you'd gone."

"Where could I go?" Chris asked, "I'd be somewhere in the house, right? What's wrong, think I'm gonna sneak into Parker's room?"

Wyatt opened his eyes and rolled them at Chris' smirk as Piper and Leo decided to ignore the comment. Matthew on the other hand, did not get the sarcasm behind the sentence and questioned about it.

"Is Parker gay too?"

Wyatt lifted his head to look at his youngest brother, groaned as he shook it and then put his head back down, closing his eyes again. Not happy with not receiving an answer, Matty looked at Chris for an answer.

"No, Matt, I was joking around." The 18-year-old answered and went back to eating his breakfast.

"Pancakes sweetie?" Piper asked, once the conversation died down.

"Mmm…" Wyatt said, dreamily. He could already feel sleep taking over him again, it was far too early for him.

"Wyatt, go and get a shower, it'll wake you up," Piper told her son, while everybody else looked at him amused, "I'll have some pancakes ready for you when you come back down."

"I don't want pancakes," Wyatt almost sounded like a pouting child, "I want eggs."

"You want bacon with those eggs?" Piper asked, folding her arms across her chest, an amused smirk playing on her lips, as Chris laughed at his lover.

"Yeah."

"Well, go and get a shower."

Since Wyatt was not moving, Chris decided to put his hand under the table and rub up his leg to get Wyatt's attention. A moan could be heard from the Halliwell, but there was still no movement.

"Wyatt…" Chris said quietly, seeing Leo and Piper both slightly amused at what he was doing.

"Chris, not now…" Wyatt said, sleepily, forgetting where he was and who was around, "Unless you're gonna do all the work." Chris' eyebrows raised at what the blonde said as he moved his hand further up Wyatt's leg until he reached the top of his thigh, "Chris, stop it, you're turning me on."

The three adults in the room found it amusing how Wyatt had not realised where he was, but Matthew just looked at him, slightly confused. Turning him on? How did someone turn a human on? He may have understood that gay meant that Wyatt liked boys, but little phrases like that meant nothing to him.

"Wy, think about where you are," Chris said, pulling his hand back down Wyatt's leg, "You're not in bed."

Wyatt quickly sat up as he remember he was in the kitchen and looked at the three amused faces. His eyes narrowed as he saw Chris laughing at him.

"I'll get you back for that," he warned him as he stood up, "I swear, I will." They shared a playful smile and then Wyatt left the room to get a shower, while Chris continued to eat his pancakes.

"Well," Piper sighed, going back to cooking, "It got him in the shower."

As Chris got ready to go and see the lawyer again, he was not as nervous as he was two days ago. He looked at himself again in the mirror in Piper's room, it was long enough to see himself full length and make sure every little thing was perfect. Not that Cole Turner would care of course, he was just doing his job.

Happy with his appearance, Chris left the room and bumped into Parker.

"Smart." The 16-year-old simply said as he made his way into his bedroom.

"Thanks." Chris frowned and shook his head, completely confused as he left the teen. The opening of Parker's door let his blaring music come out in the hallway, making Chris wonder how that teen still had his hearing, he was sure he never listened to music that loud. Shaking his head again, he made his way downstairs where Wyatt was waiting for him in his suit.

"Ready?"

"As I'll ever be." Chris stated, even though he was not as nervous as he was two days ago, he was still nervous. He was about to lay his hand on a cheque which would be for $3, 850,000, an amount of money he had never seen I his 18-years of his life.

"C'mon then," Wyatt sighed, now completely awake, "We'll be back soon, mom." Wyatt called out to the kitchen as the two boys left the house and into Wyatt's Toyota and made their way to the office.

Now that the two knew where they were going, they made their way to Mr Turner's PA, to see her typing something on the computer.

Chris watched her fingers type, while her eyes were fixed on the screen, never once looking down at the keyboard. Her red-hair was in a pony-tail today, showing how fairly short it was, about the same length as Pagan's, Phoebe's youngest child, Chris decided, it would just reach her shoulders.

"Can I help you?" The PA asked, stopping her typing and looking at the young man.

"Christopher Perry."

The PA took a quick glance at something on the computer screen and then went to the intercom.

"Christopher Perry is here to see you, Mr Turner."

"Send him in, Ruth." Cole's voice was heard once again over the intercom system, making Chris look at the Wyatt and then the door. He was about to receive the cheque.

As Chris entered the office, Wyatt once again took a seat on the chairs, watching the looks from the red-haired woman.

Chris sat down in the office, after shaking Cole's hand and watched him carefully.

"Well, I have the cheque for you right here. I just need you to read this and sign." Chris looked at the piece of paper, and began reading it.

"It's just saying that you received the cheque and everything else stated in the will," Cole spoke whilst Chris was reading, "And the cheque has been counter-signed and is for the sum of $3, 850, 000."

Once Chris was happy that was all it said, he had an idea of what lawyers could be like, he took a pen and signed the sheet of paper. The 18-year-old took the cheque and stared at the sum of money written down before he put it in his wallet. He could not believe what he was holding.

"Thank you Mr. Turner." Chris smiled, shaking the lawyer's hand as he stood up.

"It was nice meeting you," Cole smiled, "It's just a shame it was under these circumstances. Take care now."

Chris smiled and nodded as he made his way out of the office. He never said a word then, he just simply looked to his blonde-haired lover and motioned with his head to go.

The Halliwell stood up and followed Chris out of the building and to the car.

"Are you ok?" Wyatt asked, hearing the silence from the brunette, "You seem a little off."

"I'm fine," Chris nodded, as Wyatt unlocked the car and they both got in, "Think we can go somewhere before we get back to the house? I just want to be alone with you for a bit?"

"Usual place?" Wyatt asked, knowing Chris would understand. They had found themselves going to the bank over looking the bridge fairly often now when they wanted some time away from everyone.

"Please."

On the journey, Chris felt like he could feel the weight of the cheque in his wallet. He would have to get this put into his bank account very soon, but right now he wanted to be with Wyatt. He was not really sure why, he just felt this need all of a sudden.

As soon as Wyatt stopped the car and turned off the engine, Chris was attacking him with kisses, while removing his own jacket. The Halliwell could feel Chris' hands on his the buttons of his own jacket, unfastening it and slipping it off his shoulders. Wyatt could do nothing but let Chris' tongue take dominance in his mouth and let him be stripped of his clothes. It was still light out and anybody could come up and see what they were doing, but neither of them seemed to care as clothes being stripped off and they made they way awkwardly in the back of the car where Chris could get to work laying kisses all over the blonde's naked toned body.

Wyatt let out a moan and threw his head back as he felt Chris take his semi-hard member into his mouth. He placed one hand in the Perry's chocolate brown locks as he felt him sucking and licking him, making him harder by the second until he was painfully hard. Wyatt's hips bucked, as if he was doing Chris' mouth, as the heat inside him rose and his moans got louder. Suddenly, the feeling of Chris' hand playing with his balls sent him over the edge and he came painfully in his lover's inviting mouth.

Chris simply sucked every last drop and then continued licking his loving.

"Chris…" he could hear his lovers moans, as his hair was being played with. Fingers stroked the nape of his neck, causing Chris' member to grow harder. The moans coming from his lover were turning him on immensely, and just made him carry on sucking, harder and faster until he knew Wyatt was getting closer to another orgasm.

"Oh…Chris…I…" Wyatt moaned, his breath getting caught at the back of his throat as he guided his lover's head up and down, feeling Chris' lips on his shaft. The Halliwell could already feel himself getting closer to a second orgasm, and it was feeling better than the first. As he closed his eyes tight, and tilted his head back, looking to the roof of the car, he felt Chris place a finger inside him causing his pleasure to peek, but this time instead of Chris swallowing it all, Wyatt's seed ended up all over his abdomen, "Chris…" Wyatt moaned, half questioning what he had done that for, but half out of pleasure and need to speak the brunette's name.

Chris looked down at the mess he helped make and then deep into Wyatt's with a slight smile. Wyatt got his breath back and saw Chris looking at him. As he felt Chris' hand wrap around his softening member, he let out another moan that had a slight laugh behind it.

"What is this?" Wyatt asked, "Death by orgasm?"

The Perry straddled his lover, laughing at Wyatt's words. The 17-year-old just looked at him and realised what he was doing.

"Chris, we have no lube."

"And why do you think I let you come all over yourself?" Chris asked, "Do it yourself lube." All this was turning Wyatt on slightly, making him hard once again, mainly it was the thought of his lover straddling him, this was always a huge turn on for him, and always had him hard in an instant, now which Wyatt found was even possible after two consecutive orgasms.

Chris kissed his lover passionately as Wyatt's member slid inside of him. With being on top he could wait for himself to relax from the initial pain that this always brought, but soon he was riding his lover, his hips moving back and forth controlling everything while Wyatt put his head back against the seat's headrest and let everything go Chris' way. Wyatt wrapped his arms around the brunette's back as he felt Chris placing his hands on his shoulders to steady him.

Chris was getting hotter by the second, he could feel the sweat starting to drip down him and the heat rising inside of him from the feeling of his lover's member inside him and the hands caressing his back. Trying to stop himself from moaning out loud he bit his bottom lip, but it was useless as the breath caught at the back of his throat and the air escaped past his lips, causing Chris to lean forward, placing his head onto Wyatt's shoulder and his arms on the back of the seat, as his hips continued to rock back and forth. He knew he was on the verge of coming, but right now he did not want the moment to stop, however he knew as soon as he came that was it, he would not be able to continue.

"Faster…Chris…" Wyatt pleaded in a whisper in his ear, making Chris forget how long he wanted this to last and did as his lover asked, picking up the pace and pulling his body away to arch his back as he felt one of Wyatt's hands move round the front of him and play with his nipple.

Chris was in complete ecstasy as his moans got louder from all the pleasure Wyatt was causing to his body, and then found he was masturbating himself, without realising.

"Oh, Chris…" Wyatt saw what the brunette was doing and moved his hand from Chris' nipple to his rock hard member to help him. The Perry moved his hand to let Wyatt take over, but soon it was back to help him out as Chris felt himself reaching the point of no return. Wyatt was not so far behind so as he felt Chris yell his name, his seed pour all over his stomach and his muscle tighten around his own member, Wyatt followed, filling his lover with his own seed, unable to suppress the moans coming from his own mouth.

Chris looked at his lover as his breathing began to slow down. His arms, that were still resting on the back of the seat, were now shaking and he let himself collapse onto his lover.

"I love you." Chris whispered into Wyatt's ear, it was the only thing his body was going to allow him to say for a while.

"I love you too." Wyatt replied.

ok, so I realised I had not put a slash scene in for a while, so threw it in there, better time then ever. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, please review to let me know :D