A/N: Oh dear god. It's been forever and eternity since I've posted, hasn't it? It feel good to be back though! I saw that so many of you liked I'm Buying. I was truly amazed! So I decided to continue the story. I wasn't truly sure where I was going with it besides a few key things, so! If any of you have any suggestions, please tell me in a review. It would help loads. Especially when the spring semester starts again. Haha. Now without further ado!

Disclaimer: Don't own Kane Chronicles.

Warnings: Please refer to chapter one.

Pairing: Refer to chapter one as well.

This man was infuriating!

Carter knows that Horus knows that Carter does not want to hold his hand. So why does the man continue to do so?

It's not too difficult to understand his wishes. A baby could follow them. But where a normal human being would respect his wishes, Horus did what he wants.

Which also played the reason why he was with the man again? While he was preparing breakfast for himself and his sister that morning, his phone rang. All Carter was able to get out was 'Kane. Carter speaking.' After that Horus proceeded to tell him of their afternoon plans before rushing off to handle some urgent matter his assistant was shouting in the background about. Sadie came into the kitchen asking why he looked stupid more so than usual. He easily snapped back about burning her breakfast. After he told her about the phone call. Naturally his sister urged him to go with Horus. Back then, he told her he wasn't going, but somehow by noon he was ready to go with Horus.

Carter easily blamed Sadie and Horus' evil powers of evilness. There was no way he unconsciously wanted to go on another date after last week's dinner.

No way.

"Ha cha cha!"

Carter came out of his musings and turned to the bird in the cage they stood before. Their second date was at a zoo of all places. It surprised him that so many people were willing to see the animals despite it getting cold for the winter holidays.

"Did that bird just…"

Horus chuckled nodding. "Must've seen something he liked."

"I guess." Well there was no way Carter was going to agree completely. Giving the bird another once over as its feathers fluffed dup in what Carter assumes as primping.

A tug at their joined hands, had him turning to face Horus as the taller man led him to another bird exhibit. Carter was going to complain, words on the tip of his tongue when he saw exactly what Horus was leading him to.

Falcons.

Horus stopped dead center of the viewing screen, sharp mis-matched eyes for once not on him but the intelligent birds inside. Carter felt something twinge inside him.

That wasn't jealousy he felt bubble inside his stomach. No! It was relief! To finally have those eyes off of him and on to something else! No way could it be jealousy.

"You know…you never told me what you named your falcon." Carter stepped closer to the screen, inadvertently getting closer to Horus as well. "I must say Godson, your secrecy has made me very curious to the answer."

"Horus."

Carter raised an eyebrow. "You named him after yourself? What's there to be embarrassed about? And honestly I'm not too surprised, but-"

"I didn't name him after me," interrupted Horus, finally taking his gaze off the birds. Carter hit those incorrect and totally not happening feelings back when those mis-matched eyes met his. And his heart did not skip a beat. "You're still not calling me Horus."

"Oh."

"Yes, 'oh'." Horus looked at his watch. "C'mon let's go to the next exhibit."

Carter yelped as he was splashed by cold water from the gigantic killer whale in the water tank below. He and Horus were seated in a splash zone seat at the zoo's water show. The fact that they still did the show, despite the cooling weather, was pretty risky. Carter pouted as he pulled at his wet shirt. The knowledge of 'I can get splashed!' and actually getting splashed, were separate entities that he discovered. Plus he wasn't expecting the water be so cold even in this weather. All the performers were diving and jumping with the whales! He didn't think 'cold' but 'warmish' with such a display.

That perspective was quickly changed.

"You alright?" questioned Horus, looking down at his date.

"Yea, just wasn't expecting it to be so cold," replied Carter, frowning at his wet clothes as a cold breeze flew by. He shivered.

"Ha. Cha. Cha."

Carter's head snapped up to look at Horus in surprise. Did Horus just…but why? Horus' scorching gaze was on him and his wet clothes.

Must've seen something he liked.

Blushing, Carter turned away from those burning eyes, getting only a slight reprieve. He could still feel that gaze focused squarely on him. The fact that his wet shirt was acting like a second skin very prominent in his mind.

He tried to pay attention to the performance, he really did, but Horus never looked away. Why was this affecting him so much? Hasn't Horus been watching him practically since they met up today? Si much was happening to his insides, it was hard to concentrate on one thought let alone a show!

Before he knew it, the show was over and they were walking out of the seating area and back into the main part of the zoo. They got a few feet away when the hand entwined with Horus' stopped him. Horus stopped walking and was glaring at many of the people walking by them for some reason.

What was wrong with him?

"Horus?"

"You need dry clothes," was growled out.

"What? Why?"

Horus pulled Carter in close, personal space definitely invaded, slipping an arm around Carter's waist. "Because I don't like how everyone is staring at you. Because you're mine. Because I-"

Carter glared at Horus, his cheeks not flushed in embarrassment. "I'm not yours."

"My fiancé. Mine."

Well he couldn't' argue with that. That bit was true unfortunately.

Horus finally released his hand but to grab his cheek instead very gently. "I don't want people staring at you. Let me buy you some new clothes."

"I can't just let you-"

"I'll but myself some new clothes as well."

"Deal."

Had Carter thought about his quick response, he would've realized that he only agreed because he didn't like the looks Horus was getting either. His fiancé was handsome with dry clothes, imagine him in wet-cling-to-my-body clothes, well there were many eyes that shouldn't be wandering. But Carter didn't think about it.

Oh no. He was to busy not blushing over the fact that Horus held him so close as Horus herded him into the nearest gift shop.

"I'm buying."

A/N: So here's chapter 2! What did you guys think?