Altair's eyes cracked open slowly. He had been kept up all night with Desmond's constant moaning and begging that didn't stop untill about three in the morning. The good news it was the weekend. Even better, it was the weekend right before the school's one week trip to England which included both English and History teacher Kenways, which meant that Connor was being dragged along too. Shaun had been saving up for the trip and Altair had been helping pay for Desmond's fare.

Desmond didn't want to go, he seen no point like most of the people in the school. Altair just wanted him gone for a week since it was also the week Al Mualim went into hospital for a kidney operation. He had the whole house to himself for the whole week and couldn't wait. The bad side? Malik was going too, since he had never seen England and wanted the extra credit.

Altair literally rolled out of his bed and onto the mattress under the bed that Al Mualim gotten when he was a kid since he kept falling out. He sat up from the mattress and pulled on his eagle shirt. It matched Desmonds except his was blue and Desmond's was black. He stood up, pushed the mattress back under the bed and tiredly left his room in quest for the kitchen.

He dragged his feet on the wooden floor to the kitchen. The smell of pancakes filled the hallway. Once through the oak door frame he was greeted with the sight of Ezio smirking at him, Desmond, not noticing his cousin's presence, scoffing down a stack of pancakes and Al Mualim whistling as he made more pancakes.

"Good Morning, handsome." Ezio greeted, the cheeky smirk still playing his features. Desmond looked at Ezio questioning then over at his other cousin. He quickly swallowed the mouth full of pancake and grabbed a napkin, wiping any syrup or sugar that might have been decorating his mouth. Altair glared at the Italian.

Al Mualim cheerily waltzed over to Altair in tune to a song on the radio that Altair wasn't familiar with and placed a pile of pancakes in front of him, dripping with maple syrup. Altair was confused by the old man's actions until he read the clock. Ten minutes past eleven am, He had just taken his pills. Altair shook his head and tucked into the pile of flap-jacks as his phone went off. He read the texts as he ate. It was Malik.

'Hey, you up?'

'Luckily for you, yes.' ~ A

'good, then you can come back over here and pick up your shit.'

'I didn't leave anything at your house.' ~ A

'What are these then?' attached to the text was a picture of Altair's red and white chequered boxers.

Altair let his head fall into his palm. Wait, what was he wearing now!?

He looked down, relieved at the sight of his blue pyjama bottoms that had been but into shorts by their previous dog.

"Why so red?" Ezio asked. Altair shot a glare at the other with his face still burning.

"None of your business." he snapped.

"Do you mind." Desmond cut in, wiping his mouth "I'd like to get to the library WITHOUT him biting either of our fucking heads off!" he snapped, standing up and leaving the kitchen. Ezio scrambled to his feet to follow the other, showing their relationships true colours. Altair grinned to himself. So, Desmond's the bottom but he's got Ezio wrapped around his little finger! he thought. He had a habit for observation and he actually felt pride to Desmond's little accomplishments. Getting the guy all the girls wanted. Altair's phone went off again.

'did you die?'

'Nope, still here.' ~ A

'you also left your notebook...and school bag, idiot. Didn't you notice.' okay, Altair had to admit that explained a lot.

'too busy dragging my torn up ass through the door. You really did a number on me.' ~ A

'Stop flattering me and get your stuff. P.S. why do you sign your texts? I know exactly who it is'

'Old habits die hard.' ~ A

Altair finished off the rest of his pancakes and rushed upstairs to get a shower. He turned on the hot water and went into his room to wait for the water to heat up. He turned on his computer and slipped on the headphones that were permanently plugged in, opening youtube, going into his personal playlist of 'Techno' and playing the first song. This was literally all he had a youtube account for, making playlists of his favourite music. Frost by DJ Progse soon infiltrated his ears.

He decided to check facebook on a whim. Nothing new. Federico got a promotion in his father's bank, Ziio is trying for another baby, Connor is freaking out over his parents trying for another kid, Claudia tries to reassure him, Claudia fails...

Hello. Shaun and Rebecca broke up and Rebecca's already dating somebody new. No name. Altair scrolled through the comments. Lucy tries to reassure him, he replies with something sarcastic. Altair rolled his eyes at them, logged out, took off the headphones and closing the laptop, discarding it on the bed. Typical teenage drama he really didn't give a shit about.

He dragged his feet on the floor to the heating cupboard, over hearing Ezio begging Desmond for- woah! don't wanna know about that! he quickened his step into the bathroom. He turned on the water, discarded his cloths and got under the warm water. He let his mind wander.

~#~#~#~

He gasped and moaned under the water, back pressed against the tiled wall. His leg's were wrapped about the other's waist, arms around his neck as he was screwed into the wall and loving every moment of it.

Altair's eyes took in the writhing form in front of him as best he could with the running water blocking his line of sight. His thrusts became wild and animal like as he neared his end.

~#~#~#~

Altair's eyes shot open, dragged back to reality by the hardness between his legs. Seriously!? This is Kadar! Was he really lusting for his boyfriend's little brother!? Despite being under the running water, he felt dirty. So, so dirty. Nothing could clean his filthy lust. Well, it's just lust. Not love... he thought. As long as it's just lust and I keep it to myself, there shouldn't be a problem...right? He reached down and began pumping his need. Better get it out of the way.

Altair waited patiently outside the Al'Sayf home. The door was soon answered by a women around 5'3 with pitch black hair and bright blue eyes, She smiled up at him.

"Altair!" she practically cheered as she reached up to hug his 5'11 form. He hugged her back, smiling to himself. In a way, he was glade of her constant positive attitude. She invited him in, leading to the kitchen. Mr. Al'Sayf, a man with very dark brown locks instead of black like the rest of his family and dark eyes, and a much less positive attitude to his wife's, sat at the table flicking through a newspaper lazily. He looked at Altair over his glasses.

"Altair, I was hoping you'd come by" he said, folding up the newspaper. This was a first, Altair didn't know whether to panic or be pleasantly surprised so he was halfway between the two. Mrs. Al'Sayf batted him on the shoulder, saying he sounded like he was interrogating the boy.

"You see. I have to go across the country for an important conference." She began, taking over from her husband. "and Aamil has to go to Germany. It's the same week that Malik is going to England and we were wondering if you keep an eye on Kadar for us."

"Oh, uh..." Altair was taken a back, to say the least. "Are you sure you want me to look in on him?" He sounded as unsure as Aamil's looks were.

"Actually, he said he'd feel more comfortable with you then any of the neighbours." Aamil shrugged. He picked up his paper and left the room.

"Oh." Altair mentally slapped him. He must sound like he ha speech difficulties or something! he agreed to look after Kadar while they were gone.

In a way, he could understand them being so protective over their youngest. Looking at the new arrangement, not only was Desmond and Al Mualim gone but so was Malik's parents. He wished even more Malik was staying, or anything to assure he'd be able to keep himself from Kadar.

The day came soon. One Sunday morning, he drove Desmond to the school to see him off on the coach that would bring him and the others to the airport where they would board the plan to England. He ran into the Al'Sayf bros. Apparently Kadar wanted to see Malik off. He agreed to bring the younger home.

He left the car radio on, painfully obvious that he was avoiding conversation.

"Are you okay Altair?" he asked, finally looking up from the cursed phone that he was always glues too.

"hmm? me? yeah, I'm fine." he stumbled over his words. He could swear he saw a smirk curl on his lips from the corner of his eyes. They pulled up outside the house and Altair was sure he had been smirking since the same evil marking was still plastered on his face.

"Guess I'll see you arou-" Altair's words were cut short when his chair was propelled backwards, not all the way but far enough for Kadar to more or less jump over and straddle him without knocking the steering wheel. He kissed the older who took a moment to realize what was happening and, despite his better judgement, kissed back.

One of Kadar's hands snuck into Altair's hood, finger's running through shorn hair and deepening the kiss. Altair weaselled his tongue between Kadar's lips who replied with his own. Kadar kept the tongue to a minimal, giving Altair only a taste. Altair soon realized this and growled into the kiss, reaching down and violently grabbing the younger's rear. The other gasped at this. Altair took his opportunity, pulling one hand up the the back of his head and bringing their lips together again. Kadar moaned into the kiss as Altair explored every inch of his mouth.

Kadar let his right hand slip away and open the door, getting off Altair and out of the car. Altair put his tongue back in his mouth, feeling the heat on his cheeks, staring confused at the younger. Kadar smirked down at the other.

"My parents have already left. You wanna come in?" he asked in a hushed voice. Despite Altair's better judgement again, he got out of the car and followed the other into the house.

A/N: whoops, Kadar is a whore! Sorry if you don't like it, but it's expected. Thank you for the positive critics, that make me wanna write more. And to the negative ones, who also make me wanna write more, just to piss them off :) I love you all!