A/N: Haha. This chapter should be fun. Just a couple notes: I'm taking so many creative liberties as it is, so just bear with me here. It will all come together later in the story. Otherwise, enjoy yourselves, you sick bastards. (I kid. But I shouldn't be talking. I'm writing this damn thing, aren't I? And I'm enjoying every minute of it. Muahahahaha!)

General Warning Label: teen!NCIS, heterosexual sex (Abby/Gibbs), slash (Tony/Tim), masturbation (Tony), erotic dreams/fantasies (Everybody), violence (Gibbs), teacher/student (Kate/Jimmy, respectively), child abuse (Ziva), homelessness (Jenny), suicide (Ducky), & death by abortion (Abby). Told you this wasn't for the faint of heart...

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Chapter Four: Part One: Touch Me

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Ducky and Leroy:

"Oh my god, Leroy. I just… ate up that essay of yours!" Ducky shouted once Leroy had slammed the door to his room. It was a Saturday afternoon, and Ducky had seemed almost out of breath when he showed up at Leroy's door.

"Did you now? I only emailed you it last night…" Leroy put two hands on Ducky's shoulders and looked him in the eyes, "When did you go to sleep last night?"

"Your essay is about ten pages! It took me two hours to read thoroughly… and then… and then the dreams came. More vivid, this time with… more… you know…" Ducky replied.

"Ducky…" Leroy tried to calm his friend.

"But, really. Is this true?" Ducky asked, sitting on the bed and showing Leroy the passage (and picture).

Leroy looked and laughed, "Yeah."

"One more thing. How do you know how a woman feels when she… you know… couples with a man?" Ducky asked.

"Put yourself in her shoes, Ducky. Read the section on the female reproductive system again… and pretend… you have one," Leroy replied, getting a little flustered at the question.

Ducky nodded slowly, trying to comprehend what was just said. "You mean you want me to…"

Leroy nodded, "It's the only way you can figure these things out. I helped as much as I could."

"But… I've never touched myself like that!" Ducky shouted, standing abruptly. He strode quickly to the door and bolted out of the house.

Leroy went after him, "Ducky, wait!"

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Tim:

Timothy had said his goodbye to Tony at the door of the schoolhouse, but decided not to walk home just yet. Jimmy didn't have a lesson that night, and things at home had gotten a little weird since he had come out. Grant it, it was mostly his mother calling PFLAG (Parents and Friends of Lesbians and Gays) and his father reading every piece of literature about gays and lesbians, even some histories on the subject. It was just kind of frightening to come home to his parents being so supportive.

So Tim went to the local park and sat under one of the maples. He sighed to himself lightly as a vision came to him of Ari. He was wearing his waiter's uniform, which is something Tim didn't see everyday, but he looked so very nice in it… Ari came forward toward him and sat in front of him before kissing him deeply. Tim moved into his embrace as they parted, turning his back to the older boy. He allowed Ari to kiss his neck and shoulders. Ari's hands moved down to Tim's belt before Tim noticed that the tan skin had turned pale.

Tim looked sideways to see what the matter was, but instead of Ari, he saw Tony. Tim blinked and stood up quickly, but Tony had disappeared, leaving Tim alone under the maple tree. Tim crossed his arms over his torso and grabbed his bag. It was definitely time to go home.

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Jenny:

Jenny was resting her head on the trunk of the tree she had managed to climb up. It calmed her nerves to be in a tree. She was like a cat that way, liking heights enough to actually calm down when she was up a tree or looking into the water on the edge of her favorite bridge. Ziva and Abby had gone home, but Jenny wasn't ready to return to her lonely warehouse just yet.

Jenny leaned back against the soft bark and sighed contentedly. As her eyes gazed out across the sleepy lights of the town, her vision blurred slightly, and a figure formed in front of her. It was that sad, soulful Donald Mallard.

"Hey," she said, sitting up.

He smiled back at her, "Hello, Jennifer."

"Please, call me Jenny. We know each other, remember?" Jenny replied, giggling awkwardly.

He leaned in lose to her suddenly, looking into her hazel eyes like he had lost something in there. She leaned back, almost gasping for breath. She looked back into his sad brown eyes. He placed a hand on her shoulder, and then moved so that his knee was in between her legs on the wide branch underneath them. His other hand caressed her cheek, and moved slowly downwards, slipping under her belt buckle.

Jenny breathed in sharply again, but couldn't contain herself any longer. She wrapped her arms around Ducky and pulled him on top of her. Her arms wrapped around nothing, and she awoke suddenly, pulling herself out of what was nothing but a strangely satisfying dream.

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Jimmy:

Jimmy wasn't sure what to think anymore. He couldn't practice the piano, because then the fantasy would become clearer than it was. Miss Todd was standing so close to him. He stopped the CD he had placed in the player and leaned against his headboard. Kate lingered there for a moment, just standing in the doorway. Then her hair fell out of the neat bun that had been at the nape of her neck, and her clothes disappeared, like they were water, falling down her body's curves and touching the ground silently before turning to mist. She walked inches closer to Jimmy's bed, before he breathed in sharply and her naked image disappeared.

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Ziva:

Ziva didn't want to go home. So she stayed with Abby that night. While she was sitting on the floor of Abby's room as she waited for her friend to get out of the shower so that they could go for an evening walk together, she had a strange thought:

What if I were a boy? Would Timothy love me then?

She lay back to look at the eggshell white ceiling and closed her eyes. When she opened them, her chest was flat, and her hips were straight. Her shoulder-length, Israeli hair was short, and her shoulders were broad. She was wearing the uniform of the boys who went to the local boys' school, where Timothy attended.

I look like my half-brother, Ari…

Oh, how she wished he wasn't working late that night. Then she could sleep in his room, and be safe from the horror that she had faced so many times before the move to Bedford…

But she would not think of her sinful father right now, as Timothy McGee was walking out of the schoolhouse to meet her. He smiled as he leaned down to kiss her.

That's right, I'm a boy now…

"Hey, Timmy," she said, her voice now deep.

"Hey, Z… how long have you been waiting for me?" Tim asked.

"Only a few minutes… how was choir practice?" Ziva asked.

"Fine… Tony and I were held back to practice our solos, which is why I wasn't out here to meet you… and then I had some trouble getting my stuff into my bag…"

Ziva looked to the schoolhouse, "So… no one's in there?" she asked.

"No… why?" Tim asked.

Ziva shushed him with her mouth, causing him to fall into the grass. She held on to his belt, but he knew what to do. He gently slipped a hand under her belt and into her pants. She gasped lightly and said, sharply, "Oh my god!" before a door slammed outside her fantasy, jolting her back into Abby's room.

"Shall we?" her friend asked, grabbing her jacket off the edge of her bed.

Ziva sighed and nodded, allowing her friend to pull her up by one arm, strangely satisfied with the ending of her daydream.

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Tony:

Tony didn't want to go home. He watched as his younger classmate walked out of the choir room and off to pick up Jimmy at his lesson, or something like that. Tony was to busy trying not to jump Tim's bones to really listen to anything his young friend was saying. Something had to be done about this sudden crush on Tim… but not right now…

In his mind's eye, he saw nothing but Timothy. Well… Ari was there, as well, but that was for other reasons. They were both lying on the grass in front of him, Timothy lying on the older boy's stomach. They beckoned him, and Tony followed their voices like a sailor toward a siren's deathtrap. He collapsed on them both, and just lay there, his head in between theirs. He then guided Tim's hand to his belt, and they slowly sat up, as Tim undid the top buttons on his pants. Ari soon joined them in a sitting position, kissing Tony's neck and shoulders before his hand slid down his side and hips to the open fly that Tim provided.

Tony heard a car horn and snapped back to reality. His mother waved from the parking lot, and Tony sighed, walking briskly to the passenger door.

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Part Two: The Word of Your Body

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Leroy and Abby:

"Ducky?" Leroy yelled. He swore Ducky had run off this way, past the schoolhouse toward his house. Leroy looked up at his group's apple tree and sighed. Ducky was probably safely at his house by now… but he wouldn't want to go home… not after his last concern note from French class yesterday.

"Ducky!!" Leroy called again, still getting nothing. Then he heard a tiny voice call out: "Ziva?! Not fair! I let you find me in ten seconds flat! This is ridiculous!"

And that's when Abby Sciuto came out of the trees and literally bumped into him, "Whoa, hey… slow down, Abs…" he said.

She smiled, "Well, well, well, Leroy Jethro Gibbs… how have you been?" she asked.

"Just fine… and yourself?" he asked, still clutching her close.

"Great… if you'll unhand me, sir," Abby said.

Leroy nearly dropped her, but she stepped out of his grasp like a wisp of smoke through the trees on a summer night. There was a tense moment of silence before Abby spoke again, "How has school been?" What if I kissed him?

"Just fine… how are your parents? And Ziva, I guess… she's always with you, it seems…" Leroy answered. Her hair… and the moonlight? If only I could just touch it…

His hands! They're so big… what do they feel like? "They're great. And Ziva has become almost like a sister to me, thanks to them. I don't why she's over so much, but it's been great…" Abby replied. She reached to touch Leroy's hand. Like a long awaited reflex, he grabbed hers gently and held it for a moment.

Abby looked into his eyes for a second, then turned away from him before he could lean down to kiss her. He touched a wisp of her long black hair with his lips before opening his eyes again. Why do I feel like… oh my god…

I can't do that! It's… wrong…

Oh, my god…

"I… I have to go find Ziva," Abby said, taking her hand back and slipping it into her pocket. She ran off in the other direction as Leroy watched her.

"Yeah… I have to go… somewhere else…" Leroy replied, to no one in particular. He slipped his hands into his pockets and went on to Ducky's house.

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A/N: Ack! It's been a while since I did any heterosexual moments! Forgive me.

And please, please, PLEASE review. Your feedback is very helpful…

Aeron Ailsa