Sherlock's Angels

Chapter Three: Holidays

AN: Teen-Band AU part three :) xxxxx

Character One: Mycroft

Character Two: Sherlock

Rating: Gen

Genre: Teen-Band AU

Location: 221B Baker Street

Prompt: Holidays

Italics: Sherlock's thoughts

Bold: Mycroft's thoughts

"Any plans Christmas, Sherlock?"

"I thought there were traditions that we had to stick by at Christmas?" I reply sarcastically, knowing it will really piss him off.

"Yes, well, Mummy is going to France for some very important business and I thought this would be an opportunity to get out of the house."

"Wait, what?"

Ah ha, I knew that would get his attention. If I can get him to agree then I can spend some time with Greg.

"Interested?"

It's Greg Lestrade! It must be! That's the only reason Mycroft would want me out the house.

"Ah I see, this is about Greg Lestrade isn't it? You wanna, how should I put it, get into him at Mummy's house."

"Sherlock! Don't be so crude. Greg is not some cheap hooker, he's a really nice guy and I like him."

Oh bloody hell. Here we go. The 'you're-such-a-nasty-child' tone.

"But it is about Greg, isn't it?" I smile at him, knowing that I've got the upper hand.

That smirk! Sometimes I want to slap the intelligence out of him so hard! Talking about Greg is such vulgar terms.

Haha, I know what he's thinking. I can tell his bloody furious right now. It's because I'm smiling. It always annoys him when we're arguing and I smile or laugh.

"Listen, just because you refuse to tell John how you feel, doesn't mean that I can't feel something for Greg."

"John? As in John Watson? Really? You think that I like him."

You foolish boy! Why lie to yourself? Ah, Marcus is why. He's the reason.

"Sherlock, you could do a lot worse than him and you know it! Remember Marcus Jones? Ah, I bet you do. Nasty piece of work wasn't he? Well, John is a thousand times better than him. He's charming and sweet, and let's be honest, he's a very attractive guy."

That's true, but I won't have Mycroft telling me to let down my barriers until I know for sure. I can't deal with that again.

"Yes, well. He's not my type."

Oh really, Sherlock? That's a bloody lie right there! Give it up already!

"Don't be coy with me, Sherlock. I know you. And I know that John would complement you perfectly. If you'd give him a chance of course."

"Is that what you want? The two brothers going out with the two best friends? You're delusional, Mycroft!"

The nerve of him, calling me delusional. I should bloody well smack him.

"I'm delusional?! Really? You were so badly hurt by Marcus that you won't let anyone else in because you think they're all the same! Yes, well, John isn't! So quit being so pathetic all the time!"

I hate when he gets like this! He pisses me off so much! I hate him being right, I hate that he knows me so well, I just hate him!

"I can't handle this anymore, Mycroft. I'm going out!"

Here we go again. When things get rough, you storm out. How mature.

"Where?"

"Anywhere away from you!"

Oh God, did I just say I hate my brother? Obviously I wasn't out loud, but I thought it. Why?

"Oh my, dear, what happened?" Mrs Hudson asks, having listened to the boys from outside the room.

"Sherlock's in a mood again, Mrs Hudson."

"But there's a rehearsal in an hour! When will he be back?"

"No idea."

"Then go find him!"

"But …"

"Don't 'but' me, Mycroft? The show is next week? We need our lead singer!"

"We have Irene."

"GO!"

"Fine."

"Bloody teenagers."

11th December 2013 13:07

Mrs Hudson wants you back at the studio NOW!

MH

MESSAGE SENT

11th December 2013 13:09

BITE ME!

SH

MESSAGE SENT

11th December 2013 13:12

Lovely reply, Sherlock! But Mrs Hudson is our agent and what she says goes!

MH

MESSAGE SENT

11th December 2013 13:15

Apologise

SH

MESSAGE SENT

11th December 2013 13:17

Will you come back if I do?

MH

MESSAGE SENT

11th December 2013 13:20

I might

SH

MESSAGE SENT

11th December 2013 13:23

I'm sorry.

MH

MESSAGE SENT

11th December 2013 13:26

I'm heading back now.

SH

MESSAGE SENT

11th December 2013 13:29

Thank you.

MH

MESSAGE SENT

I hate it when he guilt trips me. I mean he could have just apologised straight away.

"I'm here."

"Go and apologise to Mrs Hudson."

"Fine."

"I'm sorry, Mrs Hudson."

"Leave it. Let's just prep for rehearsal."

"Okay."

"Hey, Sherlock."

"Hi, John. How … how are you?"

"Good yeah, you?"

"Yeah, thanks."

His smile his amazing. I wonder what he was going to tell me the other day at rehearsal. Does he really like me?

"So, I erm better help set up."

"Yeah. Laters."

"Yeah."

"Have you told him?"

"Ah, Greg. I don't believe I know what you're talking about."

"Yes, you do. And that boy is besotted with you and I know you like him too. I've seen you looking at him."

Damn, am I blushing? Crap, how did he spot me? I made so sure not to get caught.

"But how?"

"I'm best friends with him, meaning we're always together and then you walk past and look at him. You're not exactly subtle and besides, you never seem to notice me, even when I'm staring straight at you."

"Oh."

"Tell him."

Should I? I mean, you could do a lot better than me. Why should he be stuck with me?

I'm unaware that I've asked the last question out loud until Greg replies.

"He won't be stuck with you. He really likes you. I thought the same about Mycroft and he made me realise that I am worth loving."

"Fine."

"Good."

"After practice."

"Fine."

"Let's start, guys."

AN: Oooh, ita getting interesting. Will Sherlock step up at last?