It'd been about a week of Kendall steadily coming over to the neighborhood and Logan could tell he was getting used to everything fast. But this was going to be his first Sunday in the neighborhood and Sunday was a very different day at the houses. Sunday was game day.

Logan sat on the old wooden bleachers with Jennifer next to him while they both watched the volleyball game in front of them unfold intensely. The brunette wasn't a big fan of sports, but game day, especially at the house he was in, was very important. It was something you never missed, not once and if you did, you were in trouble. So Logan and Jennifer were simply sitting there in big, black sunglasses, chatting while everyone got ready for the game to come. Today was the Schizophrenia house vs. Narcissism Paranoia house that had done well lately. But Logan promised a secret weapon this week so he wouldn't have to play and when he saw that sleek, black car Kendall drove pull up into his house's drive-way, he was so happy that Kendall had made it on time. The team hated later comers. And Logan hated disappointing people and he knew if they lost for the third month in a row, everyone in the house would be a little moody for a week and the brunette hated when that happened.

Logan though it was funny to see the blonde knocking at an empty house, but now wasn't the time to just watch his boyfriend; now was the time to have the boyfriend who won the game and was awesome. So, Logan ran over to were Kendall was standing and startled the blonde when his thin arms wrapped around the taller boy tightly. Logan just needed a moment to take in the fact that Kendall was even there before he let him go. But, Kendall seemed very anxious to find out what exactly was going on.

"Kisses," the blonde said, spinning on his heel to face the smaller boy behind him, "You didn't tell me about this today. I wish I would have known, I would have come sooner."

"Well," Logan responded uneasily, not really sure how to explain why he'd done it exactly, "I just, you know, I just, I forgot, kinda, and then I got really distracted and, and well…."

"You don't have to say anything else," Kendall replied smiling, grabbing the petite boy next to him by the hips to keep him close before they started to walk back to the sand pit, "So, do I get to sit with you and enjoy the game or do I have a different place I need to be."

"Not exactly."

"Don't tell me you're playing."

"Oh, I'm not the one playing today," Logan replied giggling, still unsure on how to break the news to the team's newest fourth player.

"So, why are you being so secretive about it," Kendall responded, looking deep into Logan's eyes just to get that cute blush he loved so much.

"Because," Logan started, stammering to say the words, "I kinda volunteered you to help out withitallandtakemyplace."

"That's all you had to say Kisses," Kendall said smirking, "I'd do anything for you and you know that; but I have a game to play right now apparently, so where do I go." Logan pointed to Craig who was standing with Jason and Stephanie, all poised to go and play. Immediately, Kendall ran over and they all went into a huddle while Logan took his seat next to Jennifer and Fender again.

"So, Blondie's gonna play for you today," Jennifer said starring forward, a slight grin crossing her lips in a flash.

"Well, I don't really feel well today," Logan was notoriously bad at lying, so as soon as he started, he realized that it was futile attempt at anything, "and my knee hurts when I bend it a certain way and-,"

"Look Logie," Jennifer cut him off, but never looking directly at him, "you don't have to feel so guilty about not playing. Neither of us ever do. It's Fender over there who should feel bad," she looked over at the frowning guy next to him, "Hey, don't look at me, it's usually you who carries the team, not Jason and you know it." He smiled a little while bobbing his head up and down and then turning back to face the volley ball tournament that had just started.

"Yeah, but I feel really guilty," the brunette responded, "I didn't even tell him about it till today."

"You could have pushed him into a den of lions and he would have been fine with it," Jennifer replied smiling, "but the way they're playing, you just might have." And she was right; the game was really getting serious at the moment.

"What do you mean," Logan asked back, starring at her behind the oversized, dark shades.

"I mean," she said, finally turning to face him, "that he's so in love with you he'd do anything you'd say, you'd just have to request it."

"You know that we haven't said that we 'love' each other yet, so that's obviously wrong."

"Please, you two are both just chicken cats, that's all, because you're so in love with him and he's so in love with you that's it's starting to get all gooey, lovey-dovey and you know what, it's gross. All the happiness and the smiling, uch."

"I don't know what you're talking about; I'm sure if we really do come off that way, it's certainly not gross. I bet it would be cute."

"Ha," she stated triumphantly, "So you admit it."

"I haven't testified to anything. Good try though."

"You love him"

"I don't love him"

"You do love him; You love Kendall,"

"You're wrong"

"Kendall and Logan sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g, first comes love, already got that, then comes marriage, maybe in another state, then comes the baby in the baby carriage, are you ready to adopt Logie. But that's not all, that's not all, I saw the baby drinking alcohol. Well, I didn't actually see that, but you get it." She got a lot of satisfaction out of quoting that little child-hood antic dote, but maybe she was right in a way. For a long time, Logan had wanted to tell Kendall he loved him, but every time it almost came up, the brunette would find a way to avoid it because he was worried. He was afraid that by admitting that he loved Kendall, that it would be too late to take it back and if the blonde decided that he wasn't enough, then he would have given his heart away to the wrong person. And once you gave your heart away, Logan knew you never get it back. Never again.

"Yeeaaaahhhhh," shouted a jumping Jennifer next to him, ecstatic about something Logan hadn't been particularly watching. "We did it, we did it, we did it; we Won! We finally won the game!" she was jumping around on the dilapidated bleachers like a little kid.

"Wait, we won?" Logan asked, realizing what she'd just said and jumping up himself to face his ecstatic best friend.

"You really have major attention problems," she said giggling before running off the bleachers and onto the sandy court ahead. Immediately, after realizing what had happened, he ran over to were the players were all high-fiving and laughing about the game. And to see Kendall fit in like that with all his friends was something incredible for the small brunette.

Kendall didn't mind talking to everyone; genuinely, he was really liking all the people there and he was getting over any problems he'd had with them from before, but he wanted only one thing right now, and a beautiful brunette was approaching to fulfill that want.

"I think there's something wrong with my eyes," Kendall said, dramatically rubbing at his eyes and acting like he was blind, "because I can't seem to look away from you." Logan blushed before burrowing into Kendall like he always did, and he blonde couldn't lie, he absolutely loved it. He craved just Logan's feel against himself, so of course when he did this, all he could do was to manage a smile.

"You're sweet," Logan replied smiling and Kendall stood there rocking him.

"No Kisses, you're the one who's the sweet," he said, kissing the smaller boy on the chin, "I didn't name you after my favorite candy for nothing." Kendall knew that wasn't the truth; the reason he named the boy Kisses was because of the incredible kisses they'd shared before, but he'd never admit. It was too sacred.

"Oh," Logan responded, giving that innocent smile that only he could manage, "I'd wondered about that."

"Anyway, what did you think?"

"Of what."

"Of the game Kisses."

"Oh, that, it was great, you were fantastic."

"You didn't watch one single second of it did you?"

"I tried, I promise I just got lo-,"

"You don't have to apologize beautiful, its fine; I just like to make you squirm sometimes."

"That's a little strange."

"Our whole relationship is kinda strange Kisses; you should know that better than any."

"Yeah, I guess you're right, it's just, I just don't know."

"Don't know what."

"I don't know if I can tell you how I really feel."

"Now Kisses, you should know our relationship better than to be afraid to say what you feel."

"But this is different, this is serious."

"Now what could be so serious?"

"Kendall, I think," and then the blonde realized what he was going to say, "I might lo-," and in a fearful moment, Kendall threw his lips against the petite teens to stop the words from leaving his mouth. Because Kendall was utterly afraid of that simple phrase. Because it packed a lot of punch and it would force him to come to terms with a few things that he still hadn't exactly settled within himself. So like Uniform for whenever he got scared, he kissed him to shut it all up because that fear was just too real. The fear of the fact that maybe Kendall really was completely dependent on the brunette's existence or that he worried every day that one last break down could destroy them. Or the feelings of pure anxiety of having to try to figure his sexuality out right, which he had been purposely avoiding thinking of. He could say he was Bi all he wanted, but he'd never felt one thing for any girl he'd ever known. So when he heard the L-word almost surface, he got very scared. Because it was nothing like the first time that it had been stopped by Logan; he thought it was incredible that time. No the problem with this time was that it was just all too real. And he'd screwed it up already. So now his main subject was to avoid the conversation of that topic completely, which he knew wasn't exactly going to be easy.

"So," Kendall started again, desperately trying to get rid of the silence the kiss left, "Was it hard while I was away."

"You were away for two hours Kendall," Logan replied, seemingly forgetting about the before conversation in the process, "It wasn't' that long."

"It felt like two years."

"Yeah, it actually did."

"You just said it didn't feel that long."

"No, logically it wasn't that long, but emotionally, it seemed to take forever."

"You know I never get it when you start getting all technical with me," Kendall said, giggling a little at how Logan had explained the subject before.

"Laugh at me all you will," Logan responded, obviously a tiny bit annoyed, "but I'm just trying to give you're argument some substance so it just doesn't sound like you're a love sick teenager."

"What would be the problem with being a love sick teenager….." and then Kendall got it immediately, Logan was trying to simply help him. "Well, that doesn't matter, cause I'm here now with you and that's what's important."

"It is?" Logan questioned with strange enthusiasm, "I didn't realize you felt like that for me."

"What other way could I feel for you Kisses."

"Well I don't really know, but, I'm, I kind of believed that I was being too needy and I always worry that being to clingy will make you leave smu-," and just like before, Kendall silenced his lovable boyfriend with a breath-taking kiss again, but this time, Logan smiled into it, obviously wanting it which made the blonde feel incredible, but Kendall refused to be the one left blushing.

"You do that a lot when you want me quiet," Logan said under him, his normal shade of crimson red after things like this.

"Or maybe I just like the taste of your lips," and the strange love birds delightfully went back into the house, both reveling in each other's presence all while being intimidated. The dynamic to their relationship was more than a little fucked-up.

Author's Note: Ucchhh; I don't mean to be a bitch, but I have to say that this is my absolutely least favorite chapter. I hated writing it and I hated doing it, but I felt like I needed a tiny fluff before things got serious again, little did I know that I was not in a very fluffy mood. But I love you guys, so I just had to finish. It'd be cruel not to. Okay, so for anyone that wants Jo gone and done with, I can't. And it's not that I like her in this story, but that she's super important to the ending. Like, Super. So the breaking up process is going to be, difficult to say the least. Hopefully, someone doesn't die (*spoiler* someone totally dies) by chapter 16. Just wait and see. BTW, I got a great nap at the game; wasn't as sexy as I expected. Jo Caulderone (VMA's anyone?) was, but not football; ah, how disappointing straight boys can be at times. And to all of you that comment on ever chapter, I Frickin, Super-Duper, All Around, Teddy Bear Hugs love you. You know how to turn me into a little, blushing school girl. And though it's not a hard thing to do that to me, it's very special when its cause of you all. Keep up the awesomeness. Luv ya. XoXo.