Title : Lets Test Love

Summary: High school AU. Science fair is here and Castiel and Dean have been randomly selected for each other. Dean is the baseball captain, and Castiel is the Theater geek. What can happen the last couple months of school?

Characters In Chapter: Dean, Castiel, Sam, Gabe

Authors note: Sorry, school started and it's been hectic. So I apologize for taking so long to update. I fell awful, I had a 50th Anniversary to set up then attend so that took out a week of my life, so now I'm here. Sorry again. This chapter I'm going more towards Castiel's point of view…

Castiel came over at around 5 like he said when they made plans. He was wearing a blue flannel buttoned up only to about his mid torso with a blue shirt underneath. He was excited to be going over to the Winchester's household, not because he had to or was forced too. He was going over because he was going to spend the night with his newly found friend. Dean Winchester. He had met Mary, John and Sam numerous times. Heck, Sam came over sometimes and they hung out, so this experience he was about to gain wasn't completely new.

He walked up to the door step and just stared at the bright red door in front of him. He froze for a second and realized he was at Dean's door step, he took the biggest breathe he could inhale and took another step forward. As he raised his fist to knock the door whipped open and Sam appeared in front of Castiel.

"Hey Sam!" Castiel gave a faint smile. Castiel and Sam had got pretty close as friends, but not nearly as much as Cas and Dean. 2 years Sam and him hung out. 2 weeks him and Dean hung out, and he already knew he shared a more profound bond with Dean. It was like it was meant to be.

"Hey Cas, Dean's outside." Sam jutted his thumb over his shoulder pointing to the back door. Castiel walked over to the door and yanked it open, through the screen he could see Dean shirtless throwing baseballs off his mound. The muscles in his body were flexing and retracting. It was like an artist at work. That was really how Dean was, he was and artist and the art he specializes in was pitching. Sweat drenched his body and the sun light reflected off of him in a sense that made him pretty much glow. Castiel felt shivers up his spine and he didn't really know why. Sure, Dean was in attractive guy, but that was one of the few things he was for sure about Dean. He was hot, like baseball, would die for pie, and drove and old car with old music. End.

Castiel probably stood in the same spot for at least 10 minutes. Just analyzing each move Dean made. After 6-7 throws he would walk up to the home plate, grab the balls and thump back to the mound. Over and over again, Castiel stared. Then Castiel was popped out of his gaze by a small voice.

"Um- Are you just going to star at him all day?" Sam laughed.

"I wasn't staring." Castiel felt nervous, he was there for a while and now Sam caught him.

"Yeah you were- You totes have the hot's for my brother!" Sam smiled.

"No I don't." Castiel's face went purple.

"You already told me you were gay. Why hide it?" Sam grinned.

"Okay, I might think your brother is attractive, but you can't tell him! Promise." Castiel's stare now burned into Sam.

"Whatever." Sam pushed Cas, he went through the light screen door and into a pile of dirt and mud.

"Cas!" Dean ran over to him. "What happened? Is it 5?" Dean searched Castiel's eyes.

"No- It's 5:22. But Cas did get here at 5… I just pushed him through the door so he would quit staring." Sam rolled his eyes.

"Staring at what?" Dean's eyebrows crinkled. Castiel shot Sam another glare and stood up. He was covered with dirt.

"Nothing…" Sam said then left shortly after.

"We need showers- you can go first I will wait." Dean smiled Dean called his mom and explained to her that when she would get home, Cas would be there taking a shower so she should just get to cooking. His mom got home at around 5:45 and dinner started at 6:45, it was good that Castiel already knew the Winchester's or the first impression would have been embarrassing.

-Dean's POV-

Once Cas was in the shower Dean had cooled down from outside. It was 3:00 when he started pitching, he was planning on getting a shower then being ready for when Cas got there. But of course pitching consumed his time and he lost track and Cas was apparently staring at something for 22 minutes until he announced with a crash landing he was there.

Dean pulled some clothes out that seemed they might fit Cas. He needed to look decent if he was going to go to dine with Mary Winchester, even in their house. Dean sat back in his computer chair so he wouldn't get his bed sweaty and smelly. He probably will let Cas sleep on his bed tonight, and he doesn't want him uncomfortable in Dean's musky smell. It was kind of sad to see Cas get out of the dirty outfit before. The shirt looked so cute on his lean body and the jeans he was wearing made his ass look more delicious than it already was.

Dean heard the shower come to a stop and a few things rustling around, then a naked Castiel walked out of the bathroom, with the towel that should be on his waist, on his neck.

"Dean!" Castiel turned bright red and jumped back into the bathroom and slammed the door. Dean's breath hitched and his heart was thumping so loud he wouldn't be surprised it Sam could hear it downstairs. He just saw Cas naked. His body was beautiful, the last time he saw Castiel shirtless was in 6th grade at his swimming pool party the block was invited to. His muscles were toned to a perfect level that matched the rest of Cas. He had slight curves and skinny hipbones, his legs were also defined. They looked like runners legs, but he never saw Castiel in any sports. He must run on his own time? He also saw other parts of Cas, his imagination sagged a little now that he has seen what he has been fantasizing about for 3 years. Finally Dean was knocked back into reality by Castiel coming out of the bathroom a second time. He had the towel along his waist, Dean frowned a bit but stopped soon enough so Cas hopefully wouldn't notice.

"Um-there is clothes on my bed for you, so.." Dean couldn't help but stare at Castiel's bare chest.

"Thank you." Castiel shifted uncomfortably, Dean made a B-line for the bathroom. Once inside he took a deep breathe.

"Shit" Dean stared down at his obvious boner. Hopefully Castiel didn't see that. He was embarrassed at the way he acted , but could you blame him.

-Break Line-

Castiel rushed into the clothes Dean laid out for him. They were too big for him, but he really didn't care. All he wanted to do was get out of the bedroom and somewhere else, but of course he couldn't considering the noises coming from the bathroom. A moan, then groan, then a sigh, and more smacking. Was Dean really jacking off when I was in here? Cas couldn't help but wonder what girl Dean was fantasizing about. Lisa, Anna, Cassie, Casey, Tess- then he heard something else, a name, he could have sworn he said- no. He couldn't have, why would he- then he said it again loud and clear. He just said Cas.