Four gathered in a circle on the floor, three Believers and then, of course, Leo, mostly because Roman refused to give him up.

No devious plans brewing, no treachery plotted, no aggressive attacks thought out.

They were playing board games.

'Allll RIGHT! Another railroad!' Seth grinned, Dean gave a worshipping glance, puppy eyes foloowing his Leader, Roman looked displeased and Leo threw his hands up.

'I'm done!'

'Out of money so soon?'

'Yessss. Besides, these games are for CHILDREN.'

'The box says on it ages eight and up.' Dean commented and Seth swatted at him in pure embarrassment.

'You say really stupid things, fatso!'

'I do NOT! And I'm not fat, am I Romes?'

Roman didn't answer because of the wonderous distraction of Leo playing with his hair.'

'Come on, let's go and play ADULT games.' Leo stood up and held Roman's hands, dragging him out of the room,but very willingly and grinning.

'King and cub.' Seth muttered.

'Awww,it's sweet, Romes is happy.'

'Yeah,but-' Words cut off by grunting and groaning. Seth quickly hid behind his hair while Dean tried everything to keep the heated blush from appearing,no luck.

'You honestly think I'm FAT?!'

'You gotta fat face.'

'Humph.'

'But you keep your bod in great shape.'

NOW Dean was redfaced, worse than hearing Leo and Romes' sex sounds from the room down the hall.

'That's...er...cool you like it.'

'I never said I like it, I just said it looks okay.'

''Are you ALWAYS going to be a jerk to me? What, because I don't look like Justin, I'm not attractive to you?!' I have loved since high school and-'

'How long do you plan to whine like a child? I have better things to listen to.'

Dean was silenced, scowling over the board, his token piece with a big water drop on top,a wet crown.

He was NOT going to cry over Seth.

But he was and he did, long into the night.

Hundreds of miles away, Justin wore new scars.

The hook holes had healed, now only resembled tiny mosquito bites, covered to no show with his dark tanned skin.

The thin white lines crossing his back were harder to hide.

Belt belting since he defied Corey and went to Ty's wedding after all.

Corey had exploded, cursed and kicked him.

The belt beating hadn't hurt.

Destroying one of his personal items had.

Now Justin sat dangerously teetering on the edge of the open window,no fear, not high up enough to plummet far anyway,clutched the shred of yellow cloth, wept over it, love lost.

Dean not the only guy in tears tonight.