Michael smiled and turned in the males arms. "Come on. I don't want to be here. I know you stayed in here with my brother. I can smell his deodorant... So... Movie?" He asked and kissed the males jaw softly. "Please? Oh and no sex with my brother on my bed, just future reference."

**

Miche kissed him quickly once more after he spoke. "Thank you." He said and then grabbed an outfit appropriate for this outing. He pulled on his cadet cap and jacket, walking to the living room and picked Calee up, who was still crying. Miche bounced her lightly and nodded to Tas. Breakfast and talking to a dead girl. Wonderful.

"We've never had sex on your bed... He ended up falling sleep next to me after he cleaned my wounds." He muttered, and felt the yellowing bruise on his face before getting up, pulling Michael with him, "To the movies we go." He smiled once again.

~~

Chris smiled, "Let's go." He laughed before opening the the doors for Miche since he was carrying the child. He headed over and quickly unlocked the doors to the truck before heading over to Michael's truck and grabbing the car seat out of the back, "Your brother needs to lock the doors more often." He laughed before setting the seat in the back seat of his truck.

"Especially now that he's kind of out... Keying cars seems to be very popular lately." Miche said and kissed the male quietly. He slid Calee into her car seat and then got into the passenger seat. "Thank you, you don't have to do this." He said and smiled at his newly attained lover.

**

Michael smiled and pulled him off his bed. "Sex or not, I still don't like it. But I guess I don't have to much say in the matter." He said and sighed. "Movies we go. Wait, what are we going to watch? I'll call on the way for showtimes." He said and admired his boyfriend.

"I know I don't have to, I want to be there for you and your daughter." He smiled and kissed him back before heading back over to Michael's car and locking the doors. He jogged back over to his truck and hopped into the driver's seat.

~~

"We'll just pick the first movie on the list that's starting, deal?" Tas asked curiously as he wrapped his hands around his lover's waist and danced him around the room.

Michael laughed and then grabbed his lovers waist and shook his head. "Deal, but I'm gonna get dizzy quick if we don't stop dancing!" He said and kissed his nose. He grabbed him tight and held on. He was happy his lover didn't mind being in public with him when his face was all bruised to hell and back.

**

Calee cried silently against Miche and he bit his lip, gently rocking her. "Damn.." He whispered as he set her in her seat. "Can you tell me what's wrong baby? Tell daddy what's wrong."

"Mommy doesn't love us anymore."

"Sure she does, she tells you everyday she loves me and you. And she wants you to be happy." Miche sighed, childish nightmares are horrific, they're much more intellectual than an adults.

(... I thought I was Tas... and you Michael....)

((You are, I was thinking of Tas when I wrote it, so I made a mistake. Didn't mean to, sorry doll.))

(It's fine. I was just confused.)
Tas laughed a bit, "And for the lolz if somebody asks, we could say that I ran into a box of pillows." He chuckled and kissed his chin.

~~

"Your mommy will always love you, Calee." Chris smiled and looked back at the child from his seat and patted her leg gently, "I promise. She's your guardian angel and she's with you all the time."

Calee screamed louder when Chris touched her and Miche immediatly reached out and took his hand. "Cales... He's going to be around a lot... It will be okay." When they reached the cemetary he unstrapped his temporarily crippled daughter and pulled her out of the seat. "Come on." He whispered to her and looked sadly at his boyfriend. There was a spot of blood on his shoulder that was seeping through and he bit back an 'I'm sorry', assured Chris didn't mind it.

**

Michael laughed and nodded, rolling his eyes. "Okay, uhmm... People will be wondering what the hell were in our pillows though. Bricks perhaps? Cinderblocks..." He muttered and then grabbed Tas's hand and pulled him towards the stairs. "Go call and see the price of the tickets while I change. If you're in the room while I strip we'll NEVER make it ANYwhere."

Chris flinched when Calee screamed louder, "I'm sorry Calee." He apologized before getting out of the car and followed Miche to the grave.

~~

"Fine fine." Tas smirked before heading up the stairs and grabbed the newspaper, flipping through the pages. After finding the price he headed back towards the stairs, "Hun, you done changing yet?"

Michael smiled and headed up the stairs. "Yes I'm done." He said and smiled as he climbed the stairs to rejoin his boyfriend, kissing him on the nose. "Got everything?" He asked, still pulling a belt through his jeans that hung loose on his frame. He covered it by pulling down his tee and then smiling at his boyfriend. "You're adorable."
**
Calee layed down on her mothers grave and Miche put the picture of Calee's mother on the grave. He stood back and took Chris's hand. "Thank you, not many men would do this volountarily. I still don't know what even brought this on. What could have been in her dream??"

"Yup, oh wait, I forgot your heart with mine." He chuckled a bit, leading Michael out of the house and into his ruined car. He slid into the driver's seat and started the engine.

~~

"I don't mind, I want to be here for you and Calee." Chris smiled before kissing Miche's cheek.

Miche sighed and kissed him quietly as Calee played with the grass covering her mothers grave. Miche closed his eyes and held on tightly to his new boyfriend, afraid he'd fall if he let go. He never wanted to let go. Ever.

**

Michael rolled his eyes and grinned, sliding into the destroyed car. "Okay. I love you. No lie." He said as he listened to the car start. "As soon as mom dies, and no assholishness intended but she will most likely die and I've got to get over that... But when all the money iddues are over... I'm buying you a new car."

"Yeah...Though it sucks. She was the most awesome mom you could know and now she probably won't make it through the coma.." He looked over to his boyfriend with a small grin, "You're not buying me anything. I paid for this car and it's staying like this."

~~

Chris smiled and held Miche in his arms as well, "Don't worry tu amore, I won't leave your side any time soon." He whispered and kissed his cheek.

Miche stared at him and sighed. "I'm not your love... Michael is." He said and sighed, kissing the males chin and then looked at Calee, who had stopped crying and seemed to be saying goodbye after having had a small talk with her dead mother. Miche picked his daughter up and smiled. "The only person on this planet who can say I'm their one and only is Calee. Cuz I AM her one and only." He said and counced his toddler asleep as he headed to the car.

**

Michael sighed and took his boyfriends hand and then squeezed it ever so gently. "Then please get it repainted. It looks like shit now, and coming out is one thing, letting the world know there are still ass holes is another. Please... Tas... For me?" He asked and sighed, moving his eyeline out the window.

"You are my love too." Chris pouted slightly. He wanted Miche to know that he was there for both him and his daughter, "I want to be yours, you know." He smiled.

~~

"How about I paint it a deep indigo?" Tas suggested, looking at the ruined red paint of the car. It was a nice muscle car before it got trashed.

Miche buckled his daughter in, handed her her blanket and she pulled it close and fell asleep. Miche shut the door, went over to Chris and pushed him against the front of the truck. "I won't let you be mine. You were never supposed to be in my life as a figure more upstanding than a fuck buddy. You weren't supposed to make my heart race just as much as it does with Tas. You were only supposed to let me vent, I can't just... I can't allow myself to fall in love with you. It's unethical. It's perverse and it's just not right." He said as he pressed his body against Chris's, letting every word that spilled from his mouth be contradicted by his actions. Every press, touch, feverishly hazed moment showed just how much Miche cared for the male, and just how quickly.

**

Michael rolled his eyes and his hand slid over Tas's leg and he sighed. "Sure, let's show everyone how gay we shall be. Pick the one color from the rainbow that nobody could pick out on a color wheel. Of course, it's better than hot pink." He said and sighed, rolling his eyes yet again.

"Well hot pink isn't in the rainbow and you know indigo is my favorite color." He smiled innocently, pulling out of the driveway and trying to ignore Michael's very distracting hand, "But if you don't want it indigo, then what color should I get it?"

~~

Chris wrapped his arms around Miche's waist, resting his head in the crook of the male's neck, "Then why do this if you shouldn't? I want to be with you." He muttered against Miche's throat before starting to bite it gently.

Miche nodded and let his head fall back. "I dunno... I just... I only want one issue at a time, and you, Tas, Mom, and Calee... That's more than I could handle. Loving you shouldn't have been hard... But... You showed no interest in me before a day ago... I feel as if you're not here for support, you're with me to BE with me and to be near Michael. I don't feel returned love just yet... I'm too confused to feel your love..." He muttered and moaned as the teeth bit his neck. "Why does this feel so good with you though?"

**

Michael sighed and didn't inch his hand higher. Instead, it lowered, around his thigh, moving to rest pressed between his thighs, not even trying to do anything appropriate. "How about green? Or blue? Or red? Normal, safe colors." He said quietly.

"What do I need to do to prove that I love you?" He half whispered against Miche's throat, biting down and leaving a bruise. He kissed the bruise before kissing his way back up to the male's cheek and gently kissed his nose.

~~

"My car is red right now... I don't want to have normal. Normal is overrated, love, and I think it'll make the car look nice." Tas sighed a bit.

"How about... yellow. Yellow isn't to normal." He said and then groaned. "We're bickering about the color of your car. This is retarded." He said and then kissed him gently and squeezed the thigh. "So much for being overrated."

**

"I can't honestly be sure. I don't really know." He said and then frowned, kissing his lips quickly and then pushing him against the side of the truck once more. "But things have to stop being just about sex or we're not really doing anything..." This did NOT mean he wanted to stop however. He liked the sex.

"You know I'm only doing this to push your buttons." Tas smiled, keeping his eyes on the road as he made another turn. It was a few more minutes before they reached the theater.

~~

"Well how about a date then? You, me, and Calee. We could take her to the park or something." He smiled and offered, his hands rubbing the outside of Miche's pants.

Michael shrugged and closed his eyes. "You're good at it. When am I going to stop feeling like I owe you a penance. We bicker and I feel like shit. I don't know... Hopefully this date will make me feel better." He said and looked over at his lover, opening his eyes.

**

Miche groaned, his teeth clenched. "yeah.. Uhmm... Yeah..." He muttered and pushed against the males hand. "Dang, you know what? We're in a cemetary, my daughter is in the truck, and the fact I can't stand to NOT be seduced by you." he muttered and kissed him once more. "Fine. One date. But, she can't walk on her own right now... So... postpone family date? Since... I need to hire a real babysitter. Can we just go visit my mom tonight?"

"You know I love you to death." Tas smiled a bit and kissed him on the forehead, "Come on... I think they're playing that cowboy movie here." He grinned deviously before leading the way into the theater.

~~

Chris bit his neck, his hand tightening a bit, "Yeah, we could just visit your mom if you want." He backed off a bit.

"Oh yay. Cowboys. I think I only like them for the hats..." He said and then smiled, following his boyfriend. "And I love you too..." Although he still felt like an ass, and he always had as he cheated on the male... He still liked Chris no matter how much like an ass he felt.

**

Miche was a little put off when the male moved away, especially after that deliciously tight hand had squeezed... Miche sighed. It was for the best. "Thank you... And afterwards... Maybe you and I and Calee... we could go out to eat and you could stay the night?" He asked before going to get in the truck.