A/N: I'm sorry for the lack of updating-ness that's been going around and I know you guys are feeling really unloved by me, but it's been real hectic. The love of my life is going off to join the Army, my best friend is going to college on a Navy scholarship, a "brother" that's doing the same, and a really close friend following suit. Add to that anguish the graduation of 14 other friends, my birthday and several end of the year parties, and I don't have time to breathe any more. I hope you enjoy this crap-sack, and I really, really, really hope you review. Loves. Oh, and I made up the Xbox live profile names, I don't own The Covenant, the Halo family of games (Bungie beat me to the rights), Xbox (Microsoft), or Xbox live (more shit from Microsoft, lol). Kay thanks!

"No! Damnit! For the love of God, why?" Reid yelled.

Tyler rolled his eyes and stuck his head into the livingroom of his oversized and empty house.

"Could you not yell at the TV? Please? It's not like the characters can hear you." Tyler pointed out.

"Not like the characters can hear you." Reid mocked.

Tyler rolled his eyes again and flopped onto the couch that Reid had his back pressed against. He made himself comfortable behind the blond with a slice of pizza in one hand, and Red Bull in the other.

"You don't even play the game right." Tyler muttered.

"Oh, that's just...That's a very insightful comment coming from the guy who I've never seen play Halo seriously before. Thank you for that little pat on the back." Reid snapped.

"Don't be rude. Start up live, you sign in under your profile, I'll sign in under mine, and we'll see who does better."

Reid handed Tyler the spare 360 controller and muttered under his breath about how pointless the game was going to be as they hooked up their headsets.

"What do you want to play?" Reid asked.

"Swat. NoScope." Tyler smiled.

"Level?"

"Anything but Snowbound." The brunette groaned.

No shields to protect them, no scopes were allowed to help them aim, it was a pure free-for-all. The match lasted almost twenty minutes.

"Let's see, the total is 50 kills for tallymuffin, that's me, 48 kills for BleatDown, that guy that always seems to be on Live, 37 kills for FaintJob, apparently best friends with BleatDown, and then there's ScreamSilent with 10 kills. Hey, Reid, isn't your profile name ScreamSilent?" Tyler smiled.

"There are things I'm better at than you." Reid huffed.

"Really? LIke what?" Tyler asked as he turned off the Xbox.

"Plenty of stuff."

"Like...What?" Tyler pressed, sitting on the couch next to the blond.

Reid arched an eyebrow at the younger teen before turning his attention back to the TV.

"What are you soooooooo good at Reid?"

"Don't push it." Reid warned with a half smile.

"Push what?"

Reid didn't answer.

"Come on. What is it you're better at?"

Reid turned to Tyler finally and pushed the younger boy down before pressing his lips against the brunette's.

"I can kiss better than you." Reid growled.

Tyler writhed beneath him.

"I can lead someone on better than you can." Reid smirked.

Tyler gasped and cried out when Reid's teeth barely scraped against his neck.

"And I'm pretty sure I'm better at finding ways to turn you on than anyone else."

Reid murmered the words against the smooth skin of Tyler's neck and the brunette clawed at his partner's light hair, clawed at anything that would keep him anchored to solid ground.

"Oh fuck." Tyler groaned as he felt Reid's skilled hands trace delicate patterns on his chest and stomach.

"I'm pretty sure I'm better at that too." Reid smirked.

"Prove it to me, Reid. Show me how amazing you are." Tyler couldn't breathe.

"After all the times you killed me? I think it's time to let you die a little." Reid smiled.

"What do you mean by that?"

Reid sat up, got off the brunette, and turned the 360 back on.

"What?" Tyler cried.

"What's wrong?" Reid asked, selecting his campaign in progress.

"You're going to start that and then leave me with nothing?"

"I'm better than you at a lot of things. I mean, that little demonstration proves I'm better at getting revenge too."

Tyler sat up, hair ruffled, lips slightly swollen, eyes glassy.

"Halo has ruined my life." He murmered dazedly as he rose from the couch.

Reid smiled and decided he'd only play Halo for a moment or two before he went to be Tyler's saving grace.

"But why wait that long?" Reid asked himself.

"Scream, you there? Scream? Come on man! You're an easy kill now! At least have the courtesey to sign off Live before you run off!" An exasperated voice called from the abandoned headset on the couch.

Reid didn't care. There were things worse than having a community of Xbox nerds hate you.