Hi everyone! I can't believe I posted this on the wrong story :D but hey, here it is!

I'm disappointed in myself for the wait I put you through, 'cause I wanted this to be up almost two weeks ago.

It's finally finished :D

We were given a slight assignment in English class, and it was to write a fanfiction of your chosen franchise and hand it into the teacher. The best part was when he brought up on screen and told us to watch out, 'cause some stories on this site are "explicit".

Just couldn't get over the fact our teacher ordered us to write fanfiction.

Anyway, enjoy!

Cruise wasn't sure what he was doing, but he knew that Brittany was under the force of the wave that crashed on her, and she would be struggling to make it to the surface.

Completely determined, Cruise swam faster and reached the tumbling wall of white water, which was slowly getting smaller. He saw a flailing, dainty hand and put all the effort into his strokes. Finally, with one arm out, he made contact with soft skin and pulled Brittany against him, holding her in his arms as though carrying her home from their wedding. It was tough to do until the sweep of white water passed, leaving innocent blue-green water in its path. Brittany was coughing and spluttering but managed to hold onto Cruise while he carried her back to shore.

He reached the slope that would incline upwards and carrying Brittany got slightly easier, now he could concentrate on not swimming. He felt worn-out and slightly tired, but didn't focus on that for one moment.

Eleanor and Theodore were there to meet them with a towel and Cruise put the fragile Chipette down.

Brittany turned over and got on her hands and knees to cough up the water that had no chance of coming out while she was upright. Alvin ran up and behind her. He was shocked as to what happened, since he'd been under the water the whole time. He took the towel from Eleanor and Theodore, placing it around her shoulders.

Brittany clung to the fabric, kneeling now and shaking at the trauma. Cruise bent down and put a bracing had on her back.

Simon didn't seem to quite know what to do. He'd retrieved his glasses just as he heard Alvin yell, and immediately looked around to see Brittany submerge. And he would have gone in after her himself, but he just wasn't close enough.

As if meant to be, Eleanor turned around and motioned him to talk just as he was starting to feel a little useless.

He followed her a little way away from the commotion of Brittany, and Simon started to worry what exactly was coming.

They stopped, only a good fifteen meters away, and Simon finally asked, 'What is it, Eleanor?' He folded his arms for comfort.

'Okay, well, to cut to the chase; I know what you and Alvin go through with your spring urges and all that,' she raised an eyebrow as if daring him to protest. When he didn't, she continued. 'I just wanted to ask why Theodore doesn't seem to have anything.'

Simon just smiled. 'Isn't it obvious?' He replied. 'Theodore does have something, it's just not as dramatic because he's the youngest.' He looked over, meeting eyes with an anxious-looking Theodore who kept looking at Eleanor as if resisting the urge to join them. 'He's dependant on you.' Simon turned back to Eleanor. 'His "problem", let's say, is like a separation anxiety, a -dependency.' Simon got curious. 'I suspect that you're half-mates.'

Eleanor tilted her head, her blonde hair sweeping to the side in its usual updo. 'Half-mates?' She questioned.

'Have you kissed Theodore?' Simon explained blandly.

'Well, yes.' She answered, folding her arms. 'But that's none of your business.'

'He's my brother.' Simon began, 'and if it's either of your first kisses, then you're bound. And that's a bid deal.'

It was evident that Eleanor didn't understand the whole bond situation, but she did pick up on the protective and challenging tone in Simon's voice.

'So you and Alvin are bound?' She retorted.

Simon felt a small blush appear. 'No we're not.' He told her. 'Brittany kissed Alvin, but now they're not bonded somehow.'

'So then there's no excuses: you actually are involved with your own brother like that?' Eleanor shook her head. They both simultaneously looked over at the eldest Seville brother. He was looking incredibly worried at Brittany's state as she was carried over to their "mat" of towels by her saviour, Cruise. Alvin's features relaxed when Brittany smiled at Cruise, showing she must be somewhat okay.

Simon smiled; approving of Alvin's show of emotion. 'Alvin and I are in a relationship. Yes.' He bit his lip and smiled as Alvin looked at him, met his gaze and blushed, then walked over to Brittany and other three surrounding her.

'I knew it.' Eleanor smirked winningly. 'Look, please be careful, because you're hurting some people, and I don't want Theodore to be one of them.'

'We're hurting people?' Simon frowned.

Eleanor shrugged. 'Well, Brittany's pretty shaken up about all this, and Jeanette's still trying to stop loving you. If Theodore found out that you're doing this, and that it's not for spring like he knows, I don't know how he'd react.' She explained.

Simon nodded. He knew Jeanette liked him, but love? And Brittany wouldn't be so "shaken up" with Cruise around, since the new kid would be more than willing to comfort her, and certainly had already started to distract her attention. Also, Alvin and Simon had experienced a small reaction from Theodore last spring, but it certainly wasn't acceptance that came from the youngest.

'I understand completely.' Simon promised.

""""

'Brittany? Are you alright?' Jeanette asked her sister, kneeling down beside her.

Brittany groaned. 'This is why I prefer sunbathing.' She replied. Cruise chuckled and she smiled at him.

'My gosh, I am so sorry, Brit,' Alvin put in, feeling awkward. 'I should have checked to see if you heard me.'

Brittany shook her head. 'That's okay.' She insisted. Alvin felt relief build up. 'I was just so distracted by what you said before...'

Alvin nodded. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Simon beside him, smiling in a comforting way. Alvin returned a casual smile.

The rest of the day was rather solemn after the incident. No one wanted to get back in the water, as if it was some offence to Brittany's accident, and everyone eagerly accepted when Cruise suggested they head home early.

So, they packed up all the towels that were hardly used, the food that was almost gone, and the rest of everyone's stuff. Finally, they made their way casually up the sand-path and waited at the bus stop.

Cruise had insisted on carrying all of Brittany's things, which Brittany was extremely grateful for.

And eventually they were on the street corner, saying their goodbyes and walking to their houses. Theodore went ahead and got to the house without waiting for his brothers, Cruise was still walking with them as he lived across the street. Before he went to his house, he turned and spoke to Simon.

'D'you want to hang out tomorrow?' He asked. Alvin didn't really mean to listen in, but he heard this and frowned, not sure why the simple question made him do it.

Simon shrugged. 'I guess.' He smiled.

Cruise smiled back. 'Great. I was getting used to you coming over.' He waved, walked over to his front door and went inside.

Simon turned to see a questioning look on Alvin's features. He chuckled a little and let their hands join, lacing their fingers together. 'Are you worried I'm not spending enough time with you?' He guessed.

Alvin looked away, hiding a slight blush as he realised that was exactly what he was worried about. 'Maybe.' He replied.

Simon squeezed Alvin's hand. 'I'll only be gone for an hour. I promise.' He insisted. 'A minute longer and you can come over there and scream Cruise for keeping me.' He chuckled.

Alvin only blushed more. 'I don't mean to... seem... jealous...' he promised.

Simon raised a brow. '"Jealous"?' He repeated. 'Huh.' He smiled. 'Isn't it usually the other way around with you? Aren't you the majorly hot guy I happen to be going out with, and everyone else is a threat?'

Alvin playfully hit Simon on the shoulder. 'I guess I just really love y –' he blushed and faltered, not knowing if now was the time to re-announce his complete affection for Simon. 'I really enjoy having you.' He stopped and quickly added, '– as my boyfriend. Not as in "I own you", like I claimed you or anything.' He stumbled over his words now, making too many wrong sentences. 'A-and it's not like I think of claiming you – I mean, I want to –' he went crimson, ' – I mean –'

Simon captured Alvin's lips in mid-sentence, smiling in amusement and flattery. He backed out slowly and saw Alvin's half-shocked half-longing look and chuckled.

'You're cute when you're nervous.' He stated, just to tease his brother. Alvin's blush brightened.

'Shut up...' he said weakly, looking down.

They finally started walking the sort distance to their house. Simon didn't really know what else to say. Thanks? I want us to be full mates too? I would let you claim me right now?

'I love you too, Alvin.' He decided. Alvin nodded, relieved he didn't blow anything into a weird level. He never really just outright told Simon he wanted to claim him. He told him he hoped they'd be mates, but this sounded more like "right now", and he didn't want Simon to feel any sort of rush or pressure because of him. That wasn't what he wanted to be like.

So slowly, he weakly said, 'sorry.' And leaned against Simon's shoulder, for once liking the fact he was shorter.

Simon was about to interrogate him and ask him why in the world was he sorry, but they were just about to get in the house and there was the chance Dave or Theo might hear. So he hoped Alvin would understand and not feel nervous if he left it for a little while.

But, yeah, Alvin was nervous at the silent response. He kept thinking what does that mean? Is he just hiding that he's annoyed that I keep rushing things? Why is he so damn mysterious?

Alvin pulled away from Simon as they entered the house, still thinking.

But Simon was smiling at everything Alvin had said to him. He loved how sure Alvin was, how he just wanted to get everything that he knew he wanted. The eldest two made their way upstairs in single file, Alvin looking down in concern and Simon smiling with what must have been pride.

The look of concern was wiped completely off Alvin's face after Simon closed the door, pinned Alvin to the wall and kissed him.

Immediately, the eldest moaned, and the familiar sound only encouraged Simon to slide his tongue through Alvin's lips and go much deeper, loving the responses he got from Alvin and smiling a little.

Slightly reluctant, Simon backed out. 'Now.' He said, catching his breath slightly. 'Why in the world did you apologize?' He demanded. Alvin bit his lip.

'I was afraid I w-went too far and... I don't want you to think I'm rushing you or anything...' he looked down, 'I understand if you don't want to be mates yet, and I guess I'm sorry for being so impatient.'

Simon captured Alvin's lips in a slow kiss, trying to reassure his brother.

'To me, I see you as lucky you're so sure about everything.' Simon insisted. 'And... well, I would let you claim me right now, Alvin, and I want you to.' He smiled in satisfaction at Alvin's hopeful look. 'But it needs to be a little more special, and I would prefer it to be more private.'

Alvin's heart was beating like a drum. 'You want me to claim you?' He repeated.

Simon nodded a little. 'If it was the right time, Alvin, I'd let you do it right...' he leaned closer, 'this...' he was a centimetre from Alvin's lips, 'second...' he gave Alvin a short kiss. Only short because the door flew open slowly and Theodore entered the room.

'Theo,' Alvin greeted, suddenly nowhere near Simon and his lips.

'Hi guys!' He beamed. 'I just asked Dave if the Chipettes could stay over tomorrow night, and he said it was fine.' He casually walked over to his bed and pulled out a book from his bedside table. Simon ruffled his hair on the way to his own bed and smiled at Alvin a bit apologetically.

'You know what, we should invite Cruise.' He said, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose and sitting slowly on his blue-clad bed, reaching for a book as well.

'Yeah!' Theodore agreed. 'Good idea, Simon,' he smiled and walked out of the room clutching a book on cooking against his chest.

'You were painfully silent then, Alvin,' Simon noticed, propping himself against his pillows and opening his Biology book.

Alvin rolled his eyes. 'What happened to "an hour"?' He frowned. 'Cruise'll be talking with you all the time if he's here.' He folded his arms and walked over to Simon. 'He took you away for long enough at the beach.' Before Simon said anything, Alvin continued; 'And I'm not worried that you're interested in him, or if he's interested in you, I just don't like the fact that he's taking you away from me.'

Simon smiled, amused. 'You think there's a possibility that Cruise is "interested" in me?' He asked, eyes on his book, seeing Alvin's annoyed expression in his peripheral vision.

'That's not the point, Simon,' the red-clad brother argued, 'I'm just saying that you spend too much time with him, Si, and –' he paused at Simon's chuckle. He sent his brother a small glare. 'What?'

'You act like we're married.' He insisted. 'Pet names and all.'

Alvin rolled his eyes again. 'Simon.' He frowned. 'Seriously, though, I wish we could go public. Then we wouldn't have to hide anything and people would understand why we'd want to be together.' He blew out a breath, pacing slightly. 'Then again, I don't now if it'll ever be understood why we're even together.'

'Ellie knows we're together, and not "Spring-together", I mean "couple".' Simon put in. 'She's okay with it but she said to be careful.'

Alvin scoffed. 'We are careful!' He insisted.

Simon gave him a look over his textbook. 'Alvin. Jeanette saw us in the front yard kissing last year, and told Brittany;' he counted them off his fingers, 'then Theo knew because you accidentally let it slip; Eleanor walked in on us; Dave has walked in on us numerous times; I just satisfied your heat in the middle of a beach, almost letting all our friends know; and you're saying we're careful?'

Alvin groaned. 'We're couple of teenage boys, of course we're going to accidentally do something with each other at the wrong time.' He shook his head. 'At least we try.'

Simon chuckled. 'I have a feeling that that excuse isn't going to make anyone sympathise with us.' He stated.

Starting to smile, Alvin made himself comfortable lying next to Simon, who immediately let Alvin rest his head on his chest. Their thoughts travelled in sync as they both leaned in for a kiss, thinking how lucky they were as their lips touched. For that moment, they could believe that everything would be fine, and they wouldn't have to hide.

But there was a lot more to come.

Pause for effect...

Yeah, I don't know why I decided to go all dark after a very cute moment, but I remembered what's going to happen in the end of this story and all through the second story, and it made me feel sorry for them...

Anyways, my school holidays is tomorrow, so I will definitely be writing and submitting my stories a lot quicker, and thanks for all your support! Have a great Easter!