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"I can't believe I got roped into helping paint for the Spring Musical, why are we even doing one this year? We haven't any other year," Chris whines with a pout.

"Kid, stop pouting," Max informs as he collects up the homework left on the students desk.

"So, do I even get your homework this week?" Max asks Chris, who sitting on his desk kicking his legs back and fore in is thoughts about his next hour of painting.

Why do I even need to do this, okay so I had the whole of February and some of March off, it's not like I haven't caught up or giving me detention wasn't bad enough...Chris thinks and Chris looks at him with a groan; Max laughs at his thoughts. Chris sighs and pulls a folder out of his bag, which is at his feet and throws it on Max' desk.

"There, homework," he says jumping off the desk and heading for the Theatre.

"Later, kid, have fun painting aliens," Max calls after him, laughing. Chris rolls his eyes at him and leaves the classroom.

Max sinks into his desk chair and begins to mark the students homework; going over Chris' very slowly to take in every word. He shakes his head.

Chris is my Whitelighter.....he reminds himself to think

"Still here?" a voice asks bringing Max out of his marking on hour later. Max looks up and sees a pair of emerald eyes sparkling from their position on the doorframe.

"Considering I can't get any of this done at home anymore," he says looking at Chris, who ducks his head. Max rolls his eyes and starts marking again. Chris wonders into the classroom, perching on a desk in front of Max', smiling evilly.

"But one great thing about us being friends," Chris starts, as Max stops marking again and raises an eyebrow at Chris,

"I get to see what I got first," Chris adds, dashing at Max' desk trying to fish out his paper with everyone else's, however Max is too fast and he grabs them out of the way.

"Hey, you're no fun," Chris sulks with a pout. Max laughs at his pout, but stops when he sees Chris smirking at the pile. Chris holds his hand out and in seconds orbs appear in the form of his paper in his hand.

"Chris!" Max shouts looking around.

How can you been so careless...Max thinks

Chris shrugs, then adds "No one's here but us," Max quickly stops the thoughts that are coming to his head.

"An A, Cool," Chris gushes, not noticing that his previous words caused Max to think the way he did. Chris looks over at him, seeing his flushed face, Chris looks curiously at him, but shrugs to off.

"Well, thanks, I betta go, mom'll freak otherwise and I can't be grounded for Friday," he says looking at his watch; he puts his paper back on the desk, looking around the room quickly.

"Later," he parts orbing out, leaving Max alone with his finally paper to mark.

At least he looked around the room this time....he thinks with a sigh

"So how was detention?" Piper asks as Chris walks into the Manor dropping his bag and jacket by the door. Piper tutts at his action, but returns to the book that she is reading. Chris wanders into the kitchen and gets a drink; Bianca is sitting at the kitchen table surrounded by history books; Wyatt to her right reading something out. Chris continues to the fridge.

"Hey, sweetie, how was detention?" She greets not looking up.

"I think I should become a professional painter," Chris jokes back.

"What did you do now?" Wyatt asks confused.

"Wy, I didn't go to school for the last month and half," Chris explains and takes a sip of his water.

"Why are you doing the History report now, it ain't gotta be in till Tuesday?" Chris asks, while wandering over and looking through a book.

"Well unlike you, who is a genius and can pull an all nighters, I can't and I'm going away this weekend," she explains. Chris turns and looks at her wondering if she had told him and he just forgot, but Chris decides that he didn't know she was going away so says.

"When did this happen, you can't leave me on my own and where are you going?" Bianca looks at him shaking her head.

Trying to play dad again...she thinks

NO! You're just my friend...he thinks back

"Is it wrong I wanna look out for you," he says out loud. Bianca starts to laugh at the look he is giving her.

"I'm sorry sweetie, it's just I think I can take care of myself," She says, glancing at Wyatt who is intently reading.

"FINE! Go off and have fun I'll find someone else to hang out with," he huffs and stomps off up to his room.

"What is he like five?" Wyatt States with a chuckle, Bianca responds by rolling her eyes at him.

After what he's gone through.....she thinks

He's never this clingy, come B, he's been out every weekend....Wyatt thinks back

"But that's been with me, not on his own when he has no one to stop him from temptation," she explains, Wyatt frowns realising that she is still worried about Chris even though Chris has been going to school for the last couple of weeks.

As the weekend rolls around Chris sits in his room reading.

At least I can get some reading done, after last night I need to chill tonight.....he thinks with a sigh

"Hey, Kid," a voice greets, Chris looks up from his position of lying on his bed to see Max covered in green goo. Chris bursts out laughing.

"I thought I'd brighten your night," He states over his laughing.

"Dude, you've made my whole week," Chris says with one last chuckle.

"Well, Piper said I could have a shower," Max explains.

"Why didn't you tell me a demon would of really brighten up my night," Chris says sadly.

Cos unlike some people I can't go away for a weekend...he thinks

"Come on Kid, I'm here now!" Max says with a silly smile on his face. Chris looks at him shaking his head.

"Well, you need a shower first," Chris states, Max nods his head and turns, looking confused at the doors in front of him.

"The one straight in front of you," He hears Chris voice call at him from inside his room.

Piper wonders upstairs a while later, see looks in Chris' room to see Chris and Max playing on his Nintendo Wii; racing cars, Chris has his hands over Max' eyes trying to slow him down so Chris can win.

"Yes! Ha I won!" he cheers with a smile. Max sits sulking.

"Oh, don't pout Maxie," Chris laughs.

"You cheated and don't call me Maxie," He replies with a glare.

"Best two out three?" Max asks, Chris eagerly nods his head and presses the controller buttons. Piper stands in the door way silently laughing at her son and Max.

He complained about having to watch over him and he's just like a kid himself, I'm glad they are getting along, I just hope it stays this way...she thinks, as she makes her way into her room.

I go away for a weekend and you make a new best friend...Bianca huffs, as she stands in the kitchen watching Chris and Max eating breakfast.

I thought you were gone till tonight...Chris replies, forgetting that Max is probably listening.

Well I would have been if yo...a certain person would know how to treat a girl....She fumes back, Chris rolls his eyes.

Shall we take pity on her, I mean if you say she can't come then...Chris thinks rambling on.

Chris, it's ok, we're just going to the park...Max thinks, putting down his coffee and gently touching Chris' wrist. Chris looks from his wrist to Max and then swallows, pulling away quickly.

"Let's go to the park!" he cheers and walks out of the kitchen leaving Max and Bianca looking confused, they shrug at each other and follow Chris out.

"So, this is?" Bianca asks as her and Chris sit on the grass bathing in the afternoon sun, waiting for Max to get back with their food. Chris looks at her with a confused face and then looks up in the cloudy sky.

"I didn't mean to step on your date, but this weekend didn't turn out how I planned," she explains. Chris' head snaps up to her.

"This isn't a date!" he shouts. Then looks around the park to see if anyone heard, however the only people who were there is a family way down the hill.

"We're just friends, besides I don't feel that way about him," he whispers to her.

Then why are you whispering it...Bianca wonders raising an eye brow

Chris offers her a frown and shrug, realising that he can't explain.

"Maybe I just can't be alone?" he offers. Bianca smiles at him.

"Maybe or maybe you're missing a certain senior?" she asks, looking at him expectantly.

"Maybe," he whispers. Bianca puts her arms around him, giving him a hug.

"You need to talk to him," Bianca states.

"After what I did, I'm surprised he can even look at me, let alone wanna talk to me," Chris replies with a sigh.

"Chris, he loves you," Bianca states, looking up to see Max making his way back with the food struggling to carry it, she quickly stands and runs over to help.

Maybe Michael does need an explanation, but I'm just so not ready to go back there again....he thinks with a sigh.

"Hey cheer up, kid I got you some fries," Max says handing Chris his fries with a nudge as he sits down next to him.

By Wednesday Afternoon Chris has gathered the courage to talk to Michael.

I can't believe I send he that note, how naive of me, he won't so show up, God how could I be so stupid...Chris thinks; Chris looks around the empty classroom sadly, Chris sighs sadly and goes to move out of the classroom, when,

"Hey," a huskily voice greets. Chris looks up and watches as Michael shuts the door after him. Michael walks and stands in front of Chris.

"I'm sorry," Chris whispers. Chris wraps his arms around Michael's waist.

"Chris," Michael whispers back, pushing him back a bit.

I need you to explain to me...Michael thinks

I know...Chris thinks back, making sure Michael can hear

"I'm sorry I did that I cheated, it was just when Max found out I couldn't handle it, you need to know that Max, Mr McAdams our teacher is my Charge, he's a witch too, so that's why I freaked out and I know cheating on you was wrong and the drinking too," Chris explains. He looks at Michael for a sign.

"Chris," he whispers and pulls Chris into a kiss. Chris smiles as Michael continues to kiss him.

This doesn't mean I totally forgive you, but I'm glad you've finally had the courage to speak to me...Michael thinks

"I've missed you so much," Chris says, giving him a hug. Chris' hands begin to roam Michael's body feeling the muscles through his T-shirt. Michael closes his eyes at Chris' touch and begins to nibble Chris' ear which makes him moan. Michael runs his hands under Chris' t-shirt feeling him tense as grip on to his own body more tightly. As their lips finally meet Michael pushes his tongue in Chris' mouth tasting him for the first time in nearly three months, makes Michael moan and rind his hips into Chris'; Chris raises Michaels t-shirt and begins to pull it off, when they hear Chris' ring tune begin to play. They break away breathless.

"Hello, Chris answers, hoarsely.

"I just got attacked and why do you sound so breathless?" Max asks in wonder.

"I'll be right there," Chris answers and clips his phone off. He turns to Michael who is still straightening out his t-shirt.

"I gotta go, but we could go see a movie tonight?" Chris asks in hope.

"Yer, that'll be great," Michael replies, leaning in and kissing Chris on the lips. Michael puts his hands in Chris' hair, pulling him closer, but Chris pulls back when he hears a voice calling him in his head, with a frown he quickly turns grabbing his bag.

"I'll see ya at seven outside the movies, later," Chris says quickly and he closes his eyes to make sure no one is around and orbs out.

"Why the hell are you home at lunch time anyway?" Chris asks as he orbs into a familiar apartment, he sees Max flicking through books.

"Oh, thank God, you're here, I've been calling you," he states from his seat on his couch.

"What happened?" Chris asks looking at the book Max is reading.

"I came home to grab a few things and this demon attacked me," Max explains, he notices the cuts on his arm and quick runs into his bathroom and gets the first Aid kit.

"Leave it, we need to find this demon," Max states, looking up at Chris not noticing Chris' offended and hurt look.

"Well, come on then," Chris says grabbing him by his un-injured arm and orbing away. They appear in the Manor's attic.

"Right! First let me look at your arm and then I'll let you look through that," Chris states indicating to the Book of Shadows. Max looks curious as to Chris' father figure act.

Or boyfriend, NO! Stop those thoughts...Max thinks

Max takes a deep breath realising that Chris didn't hear his thoughts.

I thought he could hear everything...Max wonders

"I don't hear everything, too much hurts," he whispers in Max' ear pushing him into a sofa.

"You're gonna have to take off your shirt," Chris says with a bit of a blush.

"Oh," Max replies looking down and slowly taking his time to undo the buttons, having taken his tie off earlier after the attack. Chris waits holding his breath as Max' smooth flesh is revealed one button at a time.

"So this means no English this afternoon?" Chris asks as he wipes the blood that has dries on Max' bicep, Max flinches.

"It's ok, it's just a cut, not too deep," Chris reassures. Chris continues to wipe and puts gauze over the wound.

"Thanks," Max says smiling, grabbing his shirt and re-doing the buttons up, as Chris moves over to the Book of Shadows.

"So what did this demon look like?" Chris asks, opening the ancient book and holding his hand over it moving it telekinetically flicking through the pages.

"He looked human, but he had a scar in a pattern of a freaky looking snake," Max says, watching Chris, who takes in the information and moving the book more quickly.

"Like this?" Chris asks, having the book stop. Max makes his way around to Chris' side.

"No, he had Blonde hair," Max says looking at the picture. Chris looks at Max then flicks the book to the next demon.

"That one?" Chris asks, pointing to the next page. Max shakes his head.

"Okay," Chris states flicking to the next one.

"How many is there?" Max asks in wonder.

"Another two," Chris replies not losing concentration and continues to flick to the next one.

"That's him!" Max cheers.

"Enthusiastic much," Chris says with a smirk. Chris and Max scan the page reading the spell and potion.

"Potion time," Chris says smiling gleefully clapping his hands together and walker over to the cauldron getting the ingredients together.

"You gonna stand there or are you gonna help me," Chris says hands on his hips looking like Piper.

You look like Piper...Max thinks with a giggle

Chris glares at him and Max rushes over.

"I've never done a potion before," he states looking clueless.

"Chop the mandrake root for me, please," Chris says handing Max a knife.

I'm not good in the kitchen...Max thinks

You've gotta be able to cut...Chris thinks back, however he laughs when he watches Max slices his thumb open.

"Okay, go sit over there," Chris says gesturing to the sofa, He looks down at the Mandrake Root waving his hand over it and glamouring it; so there is no traces of blood on it. Max watches him intensely as he makes the potion. After ten minutes Chris looks up smiling.

"Let's go," Chris says as he bottles up a couple of potions into bottles and walks around the table to meet Max.

"You got the spell?" Max asks, looking anxious. Chris smiles cheekily tapping his head.

"I have a photographic memory," He states as they orb away.

A few weeks later, Chris and Michael are lying on his bed in an empty Manor one Saturday afternoon.

"Hey," Chris whispers to get his attention, pulling him closer into a hug as their legs are entwined together. Michael looks down at Chris with a cheesy smile. Chris leans up kissing him lightly on his lips.

I love this...Michael thinks

Me too, all alone...Chris thinks

Maybe we should....Michael stops his trail of thoughts

"What?" Chris asks out loud propping himself up on his elbow, Michael sighs shaking his head.

"Nothing," he sighs.

"Mike, Come one, tell me," Chris states.

"I just think that maybe we should say something, you know," he says quietly, Chris jumps up into sitting position.

See that's why I didn't wanna say or think anything...Michael thinks

"Why do we need to tell people, why now?" Chris asks hotly back.

"Chris, I didn't mean it like that I just thought with me leaving in June it would be easier, for you," Michael tries to explain.

"WAIT! June! You're leaving June, I thought you weren't leaving September and we had the whole summer together," Chris rages at him, pushing himself up from the bed and Michael and begins to pace.

"I have early enter and I need to take it, Chris sweetie, you're the one that said we can make a long distance relationship work, especially since you're all magically and stuff," Michael retorts trying to calm the fifteen year old down, but it seems as if Chris is getting more angered, as he stops his pacing and glares at him.

What the hell has my magic gotta do with this and it wasn't just my idea....Chris thinkingly fumes

Chris goes to ask that question but then remembers his earlier statement.

"What do you mean it will be easier for me?" Chris asks with a frown.

"It could be your way out sort of speak," Michael says trying to lighten the mood.

"I don't want an out, or at least not yet," Chris shouts back flicking his arms out making objects on his bed side table and shelf floor off sharply. Michael flinches.

"Chris, look I'm going to College, we both know that but trying to make it work isn't that worth a try," Michael says weakly. Chris watches Michael with tears in his eyes, but not letting any fall as he orbs out.

"How long have you been up here?" a voice asks, breaking Chris' concentration, he falls on to the rafter with a thump, a long while later.

"How did you get up here?" Chris asks. Max smirks up at him.

Some things you shouldn't ask....Max thinks with a laugh

Chris offers him a sad smile.

"Come down here, kid," Max states. Chris rolls his eyes, but orbs down on to the bridge standing next to Max on the Golden Gate Bridge.

"I come here to think," Chris states.

"Been up here a while I see," Max says looking at Chris who is just in a t-shirt, with Goosebumps all over his arms. Chris sighs as he notices for the first time that he is hugging himself.

"Look Kid, I'm not gonna pretend that I haven't been in your shoes but maybe you need to work it out you both need to give a little," Max advises. Chris nods sadly, giving Max a quick hug and orbing away. Max sighs.

As June rolls around Chris and Michael are going strong, however Chris and Michael are still sneaking around, Chris and max are still friends and trying to keep any feelings they have for each out of their actions. Chris helps Michael pack and get equipment such as cutlery to go off to College and cook for himself.

Although I don't know why he brought them, he can't cook....Chris thinks one day out shopping with Michael

Chris and Michael are standing in front of his car late on the last day of School saying goodbye just before Michael is due to go off to College.

"I'll miss you," Chris whispers in Michael's ear as they hug.

"I'll miss you, too," Michael whispers back, pulling away and giving Chris a soft kiss. Chris grasps on to his waist, not letting him go.

"Sweetie," Michael says, trying to pull away.

"I love you," Chris whispers with tears streaming down his face.

"It's not like I'm gone forever, I'll see you soon," Michael says, giving Chris one last longing kiss and getting into his car. Chris cries, until he hasn't got any tears left to shred.

"Chris?" a voice asks. He looks up to see Chris standing over his bed a red and puffy face watching him.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't think of any other place to go," Chris cries out.

"Hey, it's okay, Chris, shhh, its okay," Max says getting out his bed in just his boxers and pulling Chris back down with him.

"It's okay, baby," max soothes over and over as Chris' sobs stops and he falls asleep.

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