That, of course got groans from the rest of the guys. They had been at his place for over four hours now, with no break at all. They knew that things always got like this when it was just a three months away from the start of the next tour, but this time, Kevin was being more anal than his usual self... if that was EVEN possible.

They were all distributed in Kevin's living-room, since he had all the papers and information it was easier to have the meetings in his house instead of taking all the paper to whoever's house they were planning to get together. The floor was full of papers and folders, they had all been in order when the guys had arrived, but as the time passed, so had the neatness.

"Kevin, man, don't ya think we could have a break for like 20 minutes. We've being going over all this stuff for hours already!" complained Nick. Although he wasn't the only was who was tired as hell. It as difficult enough to keep up with Kevin when he got into his 'Dictator' mode, now, it was even worse! 'What had crawl up his ass and died?' had been the unspoken question in everyone's mind.

"Yeah, I mean. Sure, we've got to do this, but we still have time. It's not like we have to do it ALL in one night." this time it was Howie. He knew Kevin only wanted everything to be perfect, but this WAY out of line.

"We don't have the time to waste it guys, not only I have to be on all the meeting, and then update you guys, but I have to be one to make sure you know what we're doing. It's our job, not just mine." said Kevin. It was like this all the time. If they didn't like it, then why didn't they just go to the meetings? It's not as if he was enjoying this either!

"Kev, we know that, but at least give us a chance to rest a little bit, is not as if the tour is starting tomorrow!!!" said AJ. He was tired as hell, he'd never been very good at this 'meetings' that Kevin would set up for all of them, but today, they had just gone over board.

"You know what? You're right!" yelled Kevin. He was tired of this... of ALL this. "The tour isn't starting tomorrow, we don't have to do all of this tonight!!!"

Ok, now that would have sounded pretty good... if it wasn't for Kevin's tone, they all knew that he was mad... pretty mad.

"I mean, why do I have to put up with this?!?! You are the ones who are gonna be lost the minute we start the tour. And, as usual, I'm the one that's gonna have to be there to keep you all in line. But not only in line!, but also wherever the hell you have to be, right???!!!! Why bother if Kevin is gonna do it anyway, RIGHT?!?!" He had had it! And this time he wasn't gonna keep his mouth shut.

All the guys stare at each other. He had never yelled at them for the meetings. Sure, sometimes, he got angry at them for not paying attention to them... usually they would just fall asleep the first change they got, but THIS had never happened before.

They needed to try to talk to him, to calm him down. Otherwise they knew that he was gonna get royally pissed and then, no one of them was gonna be able to reach him.

"Kev, man. Look, I know we haven't been to all the meetings, and we do understand that you're probably sick of us doing that to ya. But it's no reason to try to give us all this work in just one afternoon, don't ya think?" asked Howie. He made a mental note to pay more attention on the meetings, so they wouldn't have to depend on Kevin for everything.

"OH!, so it isn't fair that I do that to you, but it is fair that you do that to me, right!?"

Now, that wasn't the answer that Howie was looking for. None of them knew what else to do. They knew it was their fault, and for the looks of it, Kevin wasn't gonna let them of the hook that easily, not this century at least.

"You know what!, I'm sick of this... of all this!...." finished the older man while pacing the room. He was tired of doing this for the guys every other day... he was tired of all.... with no exception.

As soon as Kevin said that, all the guys regretted their complains. They knew Kevin was probably pretty tired, and even sick of being 'mother hen' for all of them. But now, they were kinda scared of what Kevin was gonna say next.

Kevin kept pacing the room, trying to regain some serenity, otherwise he just might say something that he'd regret in the not so far future.

After taking a couple of breaths, he said in a more serene voice. "Leave."

Neither of them knew how to react to that.

"What ya mean Kev?" asked Nick more than concerned... what did he mean by that?

"All of you, leave. I need to think, just leave. I'll talk with ya guys in a couple of days." Kevin didn't even looked to them as he said this. He was at the end of the stairs that led to the second floor, facing them, with his back to the guys.

"Kev, you sure?" said Brian for the first time since all this had started. He was worried for his cousin, something had been wrong for a while know, and was afraid of leaving him alone.

"Just leave. We'll talk later." his voice was now only a whisper, they guys barely even heard him.

They looked to each other, not knowing what else to do than just do as he said. They gathered they stuff, most of them had just taken a notepath and a pen so they could write important stuff down, not that they would have it available when they needed it, nope, that was what Kevin was for.

As they headed towards the door, Kevin didn't even turned to look at them as they leave, not even to say good bye. They all said their goodbyes, but it was as if Kevin wasn't even hearing them.

"We're leaving cuz, see ya tomorrow." said Brian from the door. Kevin still had his back to them. It truly looked as if he wasn't listening to them, like he... didn't even mind.

When all the guys were out of the house, they turned to each other, a puzzled look in their faces. It was already dark, they haven't notice it was that late. They didn't know exactly the time, but it could be very easily after 8pm.

"Ok, now, what was that all about?" was AJ breaking the ice. They were asking themselves that same question. Now, getting the answer was another thing.

"I don't know you guys, but I think Kevin has been acting a little bit weird lately." said Nick, thinking about what had happen just a couple of minutes ago.

''lately?', what about the past months?' thought Brian. He didn't 'think' something was wrong, he KNEW something was incredible wrong with him. He had tried to talk with him, to made him open up to him, but he hadn't been able, not at all. Now, he could understand Kevin's persistence to have everything down perfect, he usually do that when he needed the extra control, but now... it had just been too much.

Brian had practically zoom out, while the guys had been asking him if he knew what had been going on with Kevin.

"Bri?" said Nick while shaking him a little bit.

"Uh?" was his only response, he didn't even know they had been talking to him.

"Did ya hear anything of what we were saying?" asked AJ, he knew that something 'fishy' was going on, and for the looks of it, Brian had an idea of what it was.

"Sorry, I was thinking."

"Well, be careful pal. You don't wanna hurt yourself, right?" teased Nick.

"Ha, ha! Very funny Frack."

"Ok guys, now, what do we do? I don't think leaving Kevin was a wise idea. At least not if something was wrong." added Howie.

They all looked at each other, they knew they HAD to do something, but what exactly?, specially since neither of them knew what was going on.

"Guys." Started Brian finally breaking the ice. "You know he won't let us in. He asked us to leave for a reason. I think he was tired of everything that had been going on. With the tour ahead of us, well, Kevin had been with a lot of work, and probably it was just too much for him." That could be one of the reason, they all knew that, but Brian knew it wasn't just that... there was something else. What? He just didn't know.

"B is probably right. With so much going on, he just got tired of this, of us..." added Nick turning around to look at his friends. Neither one of them look as if they were completely sure of what he was saying. All of them were standing the front yard of Kevin's house, each one of their cars parked in front of the house. None of them were happy about this, but there wasn't much either of them could do.

"Maybe Nicky here is right... we may just want to leave Kevin alone of a while, so he can... unwind for a bit." suggested Howie.

"Ok, then we leave... and what next?" asked AJ, he needed to know what was gonna happen, he was worried for his 'big brother'.

"Well, what ya say we have a BBQ on sunday at my place. Maybe what Kev needs is just some goof around time, you know, so one of us just can talk with him in the next couple of days so he can come over to my place, what ya think?" asked Nick. He didn't know what else to say, he didn't know how to help Kevin, if something was indeed wrong.

"Umm..." said Brian while thinking about it. "I don't know if Kevin would go, but at least we can try, right?" finished looking at the rest of the guys.

They all nodded and headed their own ways while Brian just sat there, in his car, looking towards the house. 'What's wrong with ya Kev? And why won't you let me know?' thought. After a moment, he also took off to his own house.

While the guys had been talking in Kev's front lawn, Kevin had been lost in his own little world. Just after they left the house, he had move from his position at the end of the stairs to the kitchen. He walked to the cupboard and retrieved a bottle of Whisky. He wasn't much of a drinker, but having a glass of it from time to time wasn't so bad.

Taking the bottle, he headed for the little studio he had in the back of the house, it was like another little house in there. He had arrange it so it was sound prove and he had some recording stuff too. He sat in his grand baby piano and started playing. He enjoyed spending time here as much as he could, he could just play and put all things in perspective, although that hadn't been helping lately.

He had been doing this a lot lately, just relaxing here, playing on the piano. He had written some songs, although most of them were just musical arrangements, but there were at least four or five that actually had some lyrics. He needed something to help him keep his sanity, otherwise he may just have died of the pain a long time ago.

He stayed there for hours, he didn't even realized the sun was about to set, maybe he didn't even mind at all. He spent that night like that, drinking the whisky till it was empty, and playing on the piano. At one point along the way, all the memories from that night came back... the pain he felt, the loneliness... the hurt. He had been hiding all this for the last couple of months, no one knew about it, he just couldn't let anyone know about it, it was just too much to bare.

He kept playing the piano, even though he was having flashbacks from that night... he needed to keep playing. He knew that if he stopped, he would die of pain. As he played the last chords, he started to cry. He put an arm on top of the piano, settling his head on his arm, and let himself cry dry. After what seemed like an eternity, although it was just a couple of hours, he fell asleep right there.

*****

I walked down the hallway of the electronic devises... as much as I'd have loved to look for something a little bit more interesting, I knew I just couldn't do it, at least not today. Ok, let me explain it to ya, so you get all this, k?. My friend's b-day is in two months, so I'm here in gift mission, I'm looking for her present. The teeny tiny little problem is that I don't know what to give her. I know what you may think, if she's such a good friend of mine, then I wouldn't have trouble looking for a gift for her, right? And I know you're right, but the fact is not that I don't know what to give her, but I just don't know what to choose. You see, she's into Nintendo, a lot! and since I'm not a Nintendo lover, well, I just don't know what kind of game she might like.

You must also been wondering, why looking for a present if her bday isn't for another two months. You see, we're room-mates, so she pretty much knows when I leave the house and why. So if in the next two months, I leave for apparent no reason, then she's gonna know that I went to buy her a present. Also because every time I arrive at the house, well, she kinda looks through whatever I've bought, so she might just find her present. However, today is different, she's at a friend's house doing some kind of project for her class... so I just have the time to look for her present.

Ok, now I've been wondering down his ails for what seems like ages, when actually, it'd only been just three hours. I've stopped a little bit checking the new CD rooms for computers. I've got this fetishism for comps. I LOVE mine and my cd room is Infra 48X Creative, and I've been kinda looking for something new... you know, to stay on the edge. However nothing has truly cough my eye, so I kept looking for the game...

Did you know how many games there are to choose from in a store?... well, I didn't!! It could be coz I've never really come to BUY a game. Usually she would buy her own games, and then I'd just see her play.

"This one?... hmm... maybe. The name sounds nice...." I said to myself.

"Or this one?.... Nope, I don't think so... she's not that much into aliens..."

"Lets see... this one?... nope, I don't like the name". Ok, now let me tell you that I haven't realized I was actually talking out loud. I've got this very bad habit of talking out loud. My mom had tried to talk me out of it, but it never really worked, so it was something I did kinda thoughtless.

Another thing I haven't realized was that there was a guy close to where I was... also looking at the games, I haven't paid much attention to him. I was on a mission!.

"Ok, cars?... does she likes cars races?... yeah, I guess..." I said while I picked another one up. Now the guy that was by my side seemed to be paying more attention to what I was doing, not that I notice, I still needed to find a game!

"What about you? Do you think she'll like you?" I asked the game. Ok, now it must have looked like I was crazy, you know, talking with the game, and asking it for an advice.

It seemed pretty funny to the guy to, coz I heard him chuckle a little bit. I turned to see him, maybe he worked there and could actually give me a hand. But from the looks of it, he didn't. He was pretty tall, taller than me, that is. I couldn't see him that much, he had a baseball cap and, when I turned to see him after I had heard him chuckle, he kinda turned around.

I let it slip, k, lets keep looking, shall we?

I picked up another one. This one looked like it was about action, the picture was of this guy all covered in blood trying to kill some kinds of monsters. "Now you... nope! You're not into her favorites, you know... I've seen her when I play Phantasmagoria. I think she's not into killing people like I am." Now this got him not only to chuckle, but to laugh out loud. Now I've had it, not only I was sucking at looking for a game for her, but this guy was also having a kick out of it?.

"Ok." I said while turning around towards the guy "What do you find so funny?" He, at least, had the decency of turning around to face me.

"Do you really want me to answer that?" he asked, still chuckling from whatever had made him laugh.

"Yeah, otherwise why do you think I would have asked?" I told him matter-of-factly. I was tired, with no clue as what to buy, so that kinda put me in no mood whatsoever to his antics.

"Well, first of all, you were talking to yourself. And, as if THAT wasn't odd enough, you were talking to the game... and, from the looks of it, you were expecting an answer." He said with a smile on his face.

I had to accept something, he did have a nice smile...

"First of all, who give you the right to eavesdrop on MY conversation? And second of all... I wasn't expecting an answer, I knew the answer even before I asked the question." It wasn't one of the MOST serious answers, but it was an answer nonetheless.

He smiled at me again, some humor on his voice "Oh, then, if ya knew the answer ahead of the question, why did ya ask it?" By the time he had finished the sentence, he was cracking up at his own lame joke.

"It's simple. It was a rhetorical question." I said in my most serious tone, although that didn't last much. Two second later we were both laughing at the silliness of the situation.

After we had calm down, and getting a couple of glares from the rest of the people in the store, we stood there, now knowing what else to say.

He looked at me again, kinda of searching for something, maybe my permission to keep talking to me? I wasn't sure what, I was good at reading people, but it looked as if he was trying his best to hide what he was thinking. Until he broke the silence. "Where are my manners." He put out his hand for me to shake. "My name is Nick."

I shook his hand. "I'm Matt. Nice to meet you."

After the proper introductions, he looked at me with a quizzical look. "What are you doing here? It looked as if you weren't sure of what to buy?"

"Well, yeah, actually you're right. I'm not sure about what to buy." I turned around and looked at the shelves, there were tons of games. "You see, I needed to buy a present. And I don't know which one to choose."

He looked at me, then at the games, and then back at me. "You don't know which one she would like?"

"How did you know the present I'm looking for is for a girl?"

"Well." He said chuckling to himself. "While you were 'talking' with the games, I heard something about 'she liking it'. So I kinda figured out it was for a girl. Was I right?"

I think he already knew the answer before I even said anything. "Yeah, you were right. God, I can't believe I said that much!" I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. I knew I had the tendency to talk to myself, but never so much or loud enough for someone to hear me!

"It's ok man, sometimes I tend to do that... but not in a store!"

"Well, excuse me Mr. All-Mighty-Power, but I'm not into Nintendo games that much. I'd rather play computer games!" My tone let him know that I wasn't talking seriously.

"K, I know what ya mean... it can get pretty difficult for an amateur like ya. Now, maybe, if you're nice enough, I could help ya out." He said in a mocking tone.

"Oh, so, would you be kind enough to enlighten me with your wisdom, oh you all Knowledgeable one!" I said as I made a bow. Which just made him start laughing. If there was something I knew about him was that he liked to laugh.

"Ok, sure, I could help ya. Now does she like car races?"

"Yeah, I guess. I've seen she has a couple of games about cars, but I think they are pretty old coz she hasn't played with them in ages."

"Ok, good clue, then you must try this one." He said while handing me one game. It had a blue cover, the picture on the box looked like the was at a speed chase, it looked kinda nice. "It's pretty good, it's kinda new, just got out last week."

"K, that's good. She hasn't bought games in like two months..." I didn't even bother looking at the price, games weren't that expensive after all. "Ok, I think I'll take this one, what else?"

"Another one?" he asked a little bit surprised. It looked as if he thought I'd just settle for ONE game!.

"Yeah! She's not gonna be happy if this is my WHOLE present!" I knew I'd need at least four more games.

"Ok, lets keep looking." Placing his hand on my shoulder, we made our way towards the other ail.

After about one hour, we had the five games I needed. And I had to be honest, I'm pretty sure that if it wasn't for my new friend over here, I wouldn't have had not even one game, let alone in one hour!

I had learn a couple of things about him too. He was 20 years old, he had blonde hair. I knew that after a lock of his hair had fall out of his cap while looking for game number 3. He had blue eyes, I got to looked at them about half in our search, and he was a really great guy.

We had been talking for most of the hour, not only about games, but about anything at all. I told him a little about me. I was 18 years old, in second year of med. school, which had got a gasp from him. I guess it didn't look like I was studying medicine, right? After finishing my 'search', well, we went towards the cashier. He had gotten a couple of games for himself as well. I could tell he was a Nintendo fan. He had looked at the games like one of the pro, checking for names of the company and levels and stuff that I wasn't even looking for. I was just looking at the boxes and the colors! Silly me.

After we had both paid for our games. We headed towards the front of the store, were my car was and, from the looks of it, his as well. He hadn't taken off his baseball cap. I don't know why, it was kinda late and already dark.

When we got to my car, I stopped around to look at him. "Well, this is my car. thanks a lot for your help, I really needed it, otherwise God knows when I would have finished my shopping!"

"It's ok, I was happy to help ya. Hey, I was wondering, would you mind coming over my place on sunday? I'm having a BBQ for a couple of friends and I thought maybe you'd like to come." He said while looking at the floor. I guess he wasn't used to invite a stranger over to his house.

I was thinking about it. Should I go? After all I had just met him, but he was a great guy.

I guess he took my silence as an answer because he said "It's ok if you can't. I mean, you're probably busy and stuff, and I just wanted to keep in touch with ya. You seem like a nice guy."

"Nope! It's not that I don't want to, I was just thinking it over. Can I ask my friend to come?" If I was gonna go, might as well take Kate along with me.

"The one we shopped for?" After I nodded, he continue. "Sure! I'd be happy to meet her!"

"K! Then it's a deal. I'll be over your place on sunday, what time?"

"About 3pm. we usually have late lunch when we have BBQs."

"Cool." I got into my car and pulled my notepad from the dashboard. He gave me his address and directions, we said our goodbyes and I was on my way home.

It was been a nice day, after all! I had made a friend, had something to do on sunday and Kate's games on the passenger sit. I smiled to myself and headed my way home.

As I was driving, I popped my Beatles CD on the cd player and started to sing along. I've never been very fond of music, at least not of this decade's music. I'm truly lost at groups from this decade, I'm more of a 60's, 70's guy, so to speak. I just love the Beatles. Most people don't understand why I like that kind of music, since I wasn't even born in the 70's

As I said before I'm 18, second year in med. school and loving every minute of it! I'm about 5'10", not too tall, I've got black hair and eyes, I'm slightly tanned. I've being doing swimming for as long as I can remember, which is why I've got broad shoulders, and plain abs. I think after all the time I've put into the swimming, is the least I could get back!.

I kept listening to that cd as I pull on the front of my house. It was a present from my parents when I moved here to study in college, it's both Kate's and mine. They thought that their only son couldn't live in the campus so they bought us a house. It's a beautiful house. Two stores, four rooms, a front and back yard and what I love and enjoy the most, a pool.

My father is an Assistant Director for the FBI, my mom is the WIFE of the AD, that's her title, and she loves it. I'm original from Massachusetts, were my father used to work until he was promoted AD and they had to move to D.C.

I was 14 and old enough to be left on my own in my home. I was two years from finishing school and I didn't want to move. I did managed on my own, with a little help from Kate. We've known each other since we were 5. Her father is an AD himself, also working in D.C. at the time, however her mother did stayed with her when her father was promoted. She was kinda a mother to me as well. I spend as much time in her house as she did in mine.

Kate and I are as close as you can get without being in love with each other. We've been through thick and thing, have a well build friendship, but that's as far as it goes. It could influence the fact that I'm gay. I figure it out when I was in high school. Being in the swim team and practicing with guys that got the most beautiful bodies kinda tell ya when you're checking them out instead of the female swimming team. The only person who knows about me being gay is Kate. I haven't told my parents because they were both raised Catholics and knowing them as much as I do, they would wouldn't take it well.

Kate is 18, she's got brown hair, beautiful brown eyes - which I just love -, fair skin, what you could call 'porcelain skin'. She's got a great figure, she inherit that from her mother, the only thing that's against her is that she's quite petite. She's 4'9", but what's she lacks in height, she's got it in might. She could kick my butt if she's mad enough!

She's a great friend, my very best friend. You could say 'the only one I trust'. My own little Scully. We've been through a lot together. Or should I say she's been with me through a lot. I've usually been the object of worry. but she's gotten me through it.

I parked the car in garage. Kate's gray BMW wasn't in there so I guess she was still at her friends for her project. She's studying Civil Engineering. I stepped out of my black 4Runner, which was my dream car ever since I saw a picture of it in some magazine, and got into the house. I went up to my room and hid the bag in the closet, behind a couple of boxes.

Since it was still a little early, I decided to go into the study that was on the first floor. It was quite a big room, at least big enough for 4 bookshelves and two desks. Kate and I shared this study. We thought since we usually just study in here, we didn't need separate areas.

I had my laptop on the desk and decided to check my email of the day. I logged in and had a couple of posts, one of them was from my mom, asking me to call them since it's been two months since the last time we talk. I'll do that in the night. Another one was from OBSSE, I think I haven't mention it yet but I'm a big fan of the x-files, what's call and 'x-phile', I'm in some lists, one of them is OBSSE. Well, I answered the email and then decided to check they news about the best tv serie ever made. I know I'm a little biased, but what can I do.

It was 9pm by the time Kate arrived home. I had already made dinner knowing that from the looks of it she was, not only gonna be tired as hell, but hungry as well. I wasn't that bad in the kitchen, actually, having being almost on my own since I was 14.

I was still in the study. I had a class tomorrow although it was only three hours, I still wanted to keep up with the classes. If there was something I've always being worried about are my grades. I've always gotten straight A's. at the beginning I used to do it because my parents WANTED me to but then I got to the 'rebellion stage' and stopped studying. My grades fell like a rock! However I did realized something, that getting good grades was something I liked so I started studying for the GOOD reason. Because I wanted to

I finished reading the last word of the last class when Kate walked through the door.

"Honey, I'm home." She moved over to her desk and put her backpack on top and some folder she hadn't left with next to it.

"Did you have a nice day?"

"Well, if talking about the topic of the project for two hours is your definition of nice, then yeah". She sat in her chair. I stood up, going over her, I helped her up and guide her towards the kitchen.

"Dinner is ready, you want some?" I helped her sit down in one of the chairs of the little daily dinning room we had in the kitchen.

"Dinner? Sounds nice." She crossed her arms, put them on the table and rested her head on it. "Why do I even bother going to college?" she asked to no one in particular.

"Well, because you love what you do. Even though you hate having to do group projects." I served us some dinner and put them on the table, then went for some coke. I knew she could use some right now, even though she usually had water at dinner.

I sat in front of her, at our usual places, and tried to help her relax. "I take the project was tough" I said while taking a bite.

"Yeah, I mean, it's not THAT tough! We just needed to decided on a project and then go from there, but they didn't make up their minds! One of them wanted to build a pub, the other one a hotel and some guy that I've never really seen in class wanted to build a casino!!!!!.... a casino for Pete's sake, I mean, do you have any idea how much money that WOULD cost. We just had a budget of 350 grand, that wouldn't even afford the location for a good one. So I told them to get real. We ended up with the hotel idea. It's nice, we even found a good location already." she was trying to eat and talk at the same time. I take from the fact that she had only had one bite of her chicken, that she truly wanted to talk about the project.

"How come did ya have a location already?"

"Well, I already had a hotel in mind, so I've checked up the locations and since I wasn't gonna let them do this project about a casino, I told them that the locations I had already checked out were perfect for the hotel. So they kinda accepted it. I guess they didn't want to have to search for more."

I just nodded at that. We had both the tendencies to make the best of our projects, and usually ended up doing them just ourselves.

After finishing dinner with just little talking, guess we were both tired. We went to the living room to watch some tv. Neither of us was gonna stay up till late, coz we both had classes kinda early tomorrow. Even though it was saturday, we still had classes!

Then I remembered to tell her that we had plans for sunday afternoon.

"Kate, I kinda forgot to tell you..." I said not taking my eyes from the tv.

"What?" she rested her head on my shoulder.

"Well. Today when I went to buy some stuff, I met a guy..." I didn't even finished the sentence when she started the 'twenty questions'.

"A guy? Is he cute? How did ya met him? What's his name? Do you like him?-" she lifted her head and turned to look at me right into the eyes.

"Would you give me a break girl!?!?" I got the control and mute the tv.

"Well, then tell me!" she had this huge smile in her face. I knew what she was thinking!.

"I don't like him!" I didn't want to go there, I was way too tired to talk about it... again!.

"What you mean you don't like him? Then why did ya wanted to tell me?".

"If you would have let me finished the sentence you'd understand. Now let me finish!"

"Ok I'm all ears."

"Thanks." We both turned to our sides, so we were looking at each other. If there was something that both of us were used to was looking at each other every single time we talk. "Ok, now as I WAS saying, I met a guy when I went shopping. He seems as a nice guy, his name is Nick, and he asked us to go to a BBQ he was having this sunday. I told him we would." Oh, oh! Now, she was gonna wonder why did I accepted, which is something I've been wondering myself.

"Why did ya accept? I mean, you've never been the kind to talk with strangers."

She was right. "We started talking and he was very kind. I think I we just hit it off." I just hoped she'd settle for that answer because I didn't want to tell her what I was buying.

"Oh, it's nice to see you're being more open, you know..." she didn't need to finish her thought.

"Does everything has to do with that?!" I just hated when she started talking about it!.

"Well, no, but... well... is the BBQ just for the three of us?" she said looking at the tv.

Changing the subject? Now that was new. Ok, I'll let her do that this time. "Nope, he was doing it for some friends of his and he just kinda invited us... you ok with it?" I didn't want her to go just because he had invited us.

"Sure, it's cool. I mean, it's not as if we do that much on sunday, right?" she said with a smile, everything had been forgiven, as usual.

"Yeah, we're not THAT social!" I said grabbing her nose. She hates it when I do it! "I think it's better if we go to bed. It's late and you've got Physics 2 as first class and if ya don't go to bed now, you'll be asleep there!" I helped her up and leaded the way upstairs.

"I hate that class. It's so boring."

"I know baby, but you've got to study it. And I've got to study Bio 2 as well. We're stuck with them, you know that." She sat in her bed and looked up at me. "So now be a good girl and go to sleep." She smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back. I put my hands in both her cheeks, bend her head a little bit and kissed her forehead. "Sweet dreams honey."

"Sweet dreams yourself." I could hear her say before heading towards my room.

I got to my room, the one across the hall from hers, and headed towards the end of the bed, where were my pjs. I didn't even bother turning on the light, I was used to changing in the dark, besides I knew where everything was.

I got into bed and turned on my side, then I realized that something was missing. I moved my hand under the bed. 'It has to be here' I thought to myself. Finally I reached it and pulled it out of under the bed. It was an old teddy bear. It'd probably end up under the bed, as usual, but I didn't care that much. I smiled to myself thinking that tomorrow was the end of the week. I closed my eyes and slowly sleep came over me.

*****

Brian had been trying to reach Kevin for the past three days, since that night at his house, however he haven't answer the phone, he hadn't gone to his house knowing that he needed some space. But he was starting to get worried, Kevin hadn't call any of the guys, that much he knew, it was already saturday morning and he didn't know a thing about his cousin.

He decided he had to know if Kevin was alright. He took his car and headed towards his house.

*****

Kevin was still in his piano, he hadn't done much in the last days. The night of his fight with the guys, he had just stayed in his study, writing some song in the piano, not really paying that much attention to life around him. In the back of his mind was a voice telling him that 'this' wasn't healthy for him: not eating, not caring for anything at all... not even leaving his house, not to say barely leaving his study. Still he didn't care enough to pay attention to his conscience.

His life had become just staying in his study and drinking until he fall asleep from exhaustion. He had only showered and changed clothes once, not really bothering about his looks at all.

All the could think off was the pain. The unbearable pain he was feeling. He couldn't talk about it with anyone. Not only that no one knew about him, with the exception of Brian, still... it was... just... too much.

After finishing writing the last note he had played, he let himself fall asleep. Even though he wasn't gonna sleep for more than an hour or so, he needed it.

*****

Brian arrived at Kevin's place about 30 minutes later. He couldn't stop himself from being scared. He knew Kevin had always been very responsible, but 'lately' it had been like everything around him had started falling into pieces.

Kevin was their 'shore', where any of them could go if something - anything - was wrong. Kevin could always put it in perspective and help them through it. But now, he was lost. He knew something was going on with him, but he just didn't know what.

He got to the front door and knocked a couple of times. As expected, no one answered. So he decided on another approach. He searched his pockets for his key chain, as he found it, he started looking for the particular key - the one that'll open the door. Every one of the guys had a key of each other's houses. 'In case of emergency' had insisted Kevin as well as the security codes. He also punched the code and the door open reluctantly.

Brian got into the house, surprise to find the papers of their meeting in the same place that had been left three days ago. Kevin had the tendency to be very methodical with his stuff, specially the management papers, so for him to find that Kevin hadn't clean up was quiet a shock.

Slowly he made his way towards the main bedroom in the second floor. It was still a little early, barely 11am, and knowing his cousin as much as he did, he knew Kevin would sleep as much as possible in his spare time.

He knocked the door softly, when there wasn't an answer he knocked again. 'He must be really asleep' said Brian to himself. Knowing that Kevin wasn't gonna open the door, he stepped inside.

What he saw surprised him: the bed was made, looking not slept at all and there were clothes in the floor. Brian could recognize them as what Kevin was wearing the night the guys fought. The clothes were in a trail towards the bathroom. He walked to the bathroom, not knowing what to expect, however it only seemed like it had been used, but not cleaned.

Actually the room didn't look that bad, but what had surprised him was the fact that the clothes were in the floor. Kevin was such a tidy person that he would always give the rest of the guys hell from not leaving everything in order, specially their rooms.

The only placed where Kevin could be right now, besides his bed, was the study. Kevin loved spending time there, specially when he felt down. Brian didn't understand that, he knew the Kevin could calm himself just by thinking about it. He was the only person that Brian knew of that could practically 'turn off' his feelings even when they were about to overwhelmed him. However, he had known about times when Kevin would just would lock himself in his study. None of the guys - not even him - knew exactly what Kevin did in there. But they did have a pretty good idea: play the piano. It was like Kevin would let all his emotions leave him through the notes he would play, like freeing himself from the weigh of feelings, instead of dealing with them. Brian knew it wasn't healthy not to face your feelings, but he couldn't do anything to help Kevin, he just wouldn't let him.

As he made his way towards the study in the back of the house, he was starting to feel truly scared. He didn't know what he was about to find. Kevin had been practically been shutting himself off of everyone, even him, the guys hadn't really realized about it until the fight. They just thought that Kevin was busy with all the management stuff, and didn't really feel like going out with them, but Brian knew better, still, it hadn't been of help.

When he was in front of the door, he didn't know what exactly to do. 'What if it's locked? What if Kevin doesn't wanna open up?'. He decided against knocking and just opened the door.

Nothing would have prepared him for what he saw there.

Kevin was on the piano, and from the looks of it, he was asleep with his arm on the top, oblivious to the younger Kentucky cousin. The floor was a mess. There were bottles scattered all over the place.

'Whisky' Brian thought to himself 'He had drank himself to sleep. What had happened to Kevin?!' There were also remains of pizza. Apparently Kevin hadn't feel like cooking, but there was only one pizza box. 'He hadn't eaten more than ONE pizza in three days?!' his mind shouted.

He made his way towards the figure in the piano. Brian put his hand on Kevin's shoulder. When he didn't even flinch, he try to shake him a little bit. Still, nothing. He leaned towards Kevin and said in his ear: "Kev, wake up"

At the sound of voice Kevin was wide awake. 'Who was that?' his mind told him 'He couldn't. No! He was gone, he couldn't!'. Scared of who it was, he stood up so fast that almost knocked Brian off his feet, and was still a little sleep from his drunken slumber.

"Who are you!?" Kevin yelled, at the same time trying to protect himself facing the wall. With no strength left on his legs, he just fell to the floor. Still leaning on the wall for as little support as he could get, he sat there hugging his knees with his arms, trying to be as tiny as possible. 'Maybe he'll leave. If he could just go.'

Brian was in shocked. 'What was that about?'

It looked as if Kevin was scared of his own shadow, just talking to him had made him react like that! He walked towards the older man, the surprised gone replaced only with worry for his cousin. He kneeled in front of him and tried again putting his hand on his cousin's shoulder. Once again, Kevin flinched and pulled way.

"Kevin, it's me." The blue eyed man said.

Kevin didn't react. He just stood there, not moving, not talking... barely even breathing.

"Kevin, it's me, Brian. Do you remember me?" he knew the question was stupid, but it looked as if he didn't recognized him.

"Brian?" he said barely above a whisper. Slowly he turned around to see his cousin, looking for his blue eyes for comfort.

What Brian saw scared him to the core, he had never seen Kevin act like this, this scared and sad, not even when his dad had died. His blue eyes found the green ones of the older man, they were so full of sadness and fear. 'Fear of what? Of who?' he kept asking himself.

Slowly, trying not to scare the figure, he reached out for Kevin who in return, accepted the embrace. Brian just held onto Kevin for dear life, thinking that maybe Kevin needed the physical contact to feel save. The dark haired man just stood there, not crying, not talking, not moving, just letting him be hugged for the first time in months.. 'so long.. so long' he thought. Brian was afraid he was not even breathing, but his fears were put down as he felt his cousin's breath onto his neck.

After what seemed like hours, although neither of them were sure how long it had been, Kevin released himself from the embrace. He was more calm. He knew where he was and had happened in the past couple of days, even though his thoughts were still a little blurry from the alcohol, he needed to know why his cousin had come.

Looking towards Brian, he asked. "B, why are you here?" his voice was very softly, not like his usual self at all.

Brian looked back at Kevin, his eyes were clearer now, although he could still see the remains of what looked like a nightmare come to life. He didn't know what it was, but he was gonna find out. "How long have you been here Kev?"

He, in response, looked to his surroundings. He could recognized his study, but it looked a mess, like Nick had spent the weekend over. On the floor where bottles of whisky, he had forgotten to clean up! And there was even a box of pizza. He felt a little embarrass. He hadn't want anyone to see him like this, specially not his cousin. As if trying to gain some time, he run his fingers through his thick dark hair, something he did when he was either nervous or worried. In this case, it was the first one.

Kevin stood up and walked towards the piano. Brian thought for a moment that he was gonna act like he wasn't in the room and start playing, however Kevin picked up some sheets of papers that rested on top of the piano and put them in one folder in one of the shelves that were in the study. 'He had been writing' thought Brian. 'And whatever it was, he doesn't want me to see it.'

"You've been here since the fight." It was more an statement than a question.

Kevin couldn't turn around from the bookshelf to look at his cousin. 'I can't tell him, I just can't!'. He took a couple of breaths to calm himself down a little bit. He had to lie.

But before Kevin could answer, Brian started talking again.

"What happened Kevin? What could possibly happen to make you drink this much!" he said as he pointed to the empty bottles of whisky in the floor.

"Nothing ok! Nothing happened!" The older man moved towards the door, suddenly feeling claustrophobic.

However, to reach the door, he had to pass next to Brian, but Brian grabbed his older cousin by the arm turning him around to look at his eyes.

"NOTHING!?" he yelled back, he usually didn't yell, but this was just too much! "How can you possibly say that nothing happen when you're like THIS! Look at yourself Kevin, you've been drinking for the last couple of days, you haven't left the house - I can bet on that! - and you haven't talk with us, really talk, in months!" Brian looked back at Kevin, he wanted to help, he just didn't know how. "This has to do with Greg, doesn't it?"

At the mention of that name, Kevin pulled away his arm from Brian's grip. With an ice cold stare, he looked at his younger cousin. "Don't ever say that name again, do you get it?"

"It has to do with him, I know that! One day everything is just fine and the next day you don't want to have anything to do with him, what happened Kevin. WHAT?" Brian just couldn't do this anymore, he needed to know what had happened eight months ago to make Kevin behave like this.

The dark haired man turned around. He couldn't meet Brian's gaze, he knew he'd break down if he did that. He wouldn't cry in front of any of the guys, he had never cry in front of them, he wasn't gonna start now. And specially not because of him.

"Nothing happened Brian." he whispered.

Brian walked towards his cousin and put arms around the older man's waist, resting his head in Kevin's back. "I love you Kev, and I don't want to see you hurt. Let me help you Kev, please." His voice quiver a the last word, he was trying his best not to let the tears fall.

He could hear Kevin take a couple of deep breaths. "I love you too Brian, and thanks for wanting to help, but there's nothing wrong"

Kevin turned around and hug Brian tightly, needing the affection. "Lets just forget about his, ok?"

Brian looked up to Kevin and he meet his cousin's green eyes, he was looking for something... the fear he had seen then when he had wake up Kevin. He saw none. All he saw was tiredness and exhaustion.

"Ok, but remember, if you need me, I'm here, k?"

"Thanks."

They stood like that for a couple of minutes, both needing the security. Then Brian pulled away from the embrace and looked at his cousin.

"You need to rest, and to eat something." He said in a stern voice.

"You doing my job?" Kevin said smiling at Brian.

Brian had to chuckled at that, he knew it was usually Kevin the one taking care of the guys, telling them they had to eat more, or sleep more, but now it was Kevin who needed it.

"Just for now, I don't think I could handle Nick or AJ."

"Yeah, they ARE a hand full."

"C'on cuz, lets get you to the house." Brian grabbed the older man's hand and made his way towards the house.

"I've got to clean up."

"You'll do it later. After your sleep a little"

Brian let the way towards the house, and then into the bedroom. None of them said a word. When they got there, Brian made Kevin sit in his bed.

"There's something I've got to tell you." said Brian looking directly at Kevin.

"And I'm not going to like it, right?"

Brian just nodded. "After the fight with the guys, they got really worried."

Kevin flinched. He had beaten himself for yelling at the guys. It wasn't their fault what had happened, it was Kevin's, that much he had learned. He knew he shouldn't have taken it on them.

"They knew something was going on for you to react like that, they even asked me if I knew what was it."

Kevin as about to say something when Brian cut him.

"I didn't tell them Kev, don't worry, if someone is gonna tell them, it's gonna be you, not me. But, they were still worried, so Nick thought it's be a good idea to have a BBQ just to relax a little bit, thinking maybe you just needed a couple of unwinding hours. That's why I came here, to tell you about the BBQ."

Kevin sigh and let himself drop in the bed, looking at the ceiling. The last thing he wanted to do was deal with the guys, specially when they are worried about him. They would all be asking questions, questions he couldn't answer. "I'm not going."

Brian walked towards the bed, leaning over so he was in Kevin's line of vision. "You don't have a choice. They are worried enough with things as they are right now. If you don't go, do you really think they won't come to check on ya?"

Brian was right and Kevin knew that. They would come and with more questions than before.

"It's for your own good Kevin. If you don't wanna talk with them, at least not about what's bothering you, then don't. But you have to go, tell them there's nothing to worry, that just had a lot in your mind."

Kevin had already closed his eyes, and he was frowning, which meant he was thinking it over. "I'm not gonna stay long." He said, his eyes still closed.

"Ok, but at least have lunch with us. Then, you can say you've got stuff to check and leave early."

They both stood there, silence surrounding them, both deep in thought.

"Kev, have you thought about telling them the truth?" He asked even though he already knew the answer.

"No!" said Kevin while standing up, he turned around to look at Brian. "You know I can't tell them, they'll hate me."

"No they won't! They are your friends Kev, they wouldn't hate you for something like that, you know that." They had been having this very same conversation since Brian found out that Kevin was gay, he was just too afraid of the guys hating him to even consider telling them.

"I don't want to risk it B, you know that! Why do we keep having this conversation?!" He was tired of Brian telling him the very same thing every other month. He wasn't gonna change his mind. Losing everything he loved, was not worth the risk. He could probably accept leaving the group, but having his closest friends, his 'brothers' hating him for being who he was, that was too much for him.

"Because I still have the hope that you'll come around and tell them. Look at me, I didn't react like you thought I would!" Brian said with a smile. He had been in shocked when he found out and it had taken him a couple of days to come to terms with it, but at the end, he had understood that he loved his cousin and that was all that matter.

"I accept that, but what if the guys don't take it like you? What if they want me of the group. No Brian. Period."

Brian sighed, he knew Kevin wasn't EVEN going to consider his question, he had made his mind up a long time ago. If lying was what it take to be friends with the guys and be in the group, then he'll do it.

He looked over at Kevin, he had his back on him, but he could tell he was tired. Not only because it looked as if he hadn't had a good night sleep in the past couple of days, but because of the lying and deceiving, for not being able to be who he really was. But, most important of all, for not being able to talk about whatever it was that made him change so much. Brian didn't know what had happened, and Kevin wasn't gonna tell him. 'Maybe he'll open up soon' he thought. 'Yeah, right! You've been thinking the same thing for the past 8 months and nothing had changed.'

The younger Kentucky cousin knew there was nothing left for him to do. He just had to keep telling Kevin that he was there for whenever he needed him. He made his way towards his cousin and put a hand on his shoulder. "Just rest, ok?"

Kevin didn't turn to look at him, just nodded.

Brian, slowly, left the room. Kevin still had his back to the door, so he couldn't see his face, but he knew it was probably a pocker face. Kevin had learn not to show his emotions, he was so good with it that unless you see very carefully and into his eyes, you couldn't tell that something was wrong. But if you get to know him a little better, they you'll feel like something was wrong. Not that his 'brothers' had noticed either. They had needed Kevin to yell at them and practically throw them out of his house to realized that something was just plain wrong.

He looked one more time towards Kevin, then shut the door behind him and made his way to the door. As he got into his car and started his drive home, he remember how he had realized that Kevin was gay. It had been so weird. It had been over a year a half ago. He had gone to Kev's room to talk to him about their schedule for the next day, being Kevin the only one who could tell which city they were in, as he opened his door, he had realized that Kevin was there... with someone. Kev's back was to the door and, to Brian's surprise, he was kissing someone... a GUY!!!.... Neither of them had realized that Brian was there, watching them, so he shut the door and walked towards his own room in a daze.

As he got there, he sat in the bed and tried to think straight. He had never thought about Kevin being gay, he had been engaged for Christ's sake! But what more prove did he needed to know that Kevin was gay besides seeing him kissing a guy! He had been raised Baptist, homosexuality was a sin, that much he knew, but at the same time, it was his cousin he was talking about. He loved his cousin with all his heart, Kevin had always been there for him, whenever he had needed him. How could he hate him? Or despise him? But accepting his choice was against his believes... what could he do???

Brian didn't know what to think. He loved Kevin, he was family. But then again, God said that homosexuality was a sin and sedomite, right? He was starting to feel a headache coming.

It took Brian a couple of days to come with a decision. Every free moment he had, he'd go to his room and try to find an answer to his enquire. But the more the looked for it, the more confuse he become. He hadn't approached Kevin in those days. He didn't want to talk with him until he had made up his mind, but he wasn't avoiding him either. He knew that Kevin would know that something was wrong.

After five days of difficult deliberation, he hadn't come up with a decent answer. 'Maybe if I just stop thinking about it for a couple of days, I'll come up with an answer' he thought. He knew it wasn't that possible, but he didn't know what else to do. That day they had breakfast on Kev's room, as usual, he tried not to focus all his attention on Kevin, but he just couldn't help it. His own cousin, gay.

Kevin was talking to AJ, laughing and having a good time, something he hadn't seen him do in a while. 'He looks so carefree' Brian thought. Then Nick came from behind them. None of them had realized that the youngest of the group was there with shaving cream in his hands.

'He's gonna play a prank on them. Oh, oh! He's gonna get in so much trouble. Specially if it's for Kev'.

He knew that from them all, the one that didn't take Nicky's pranks that well was Kevin. Not only because of the age difference but because he had tried to teach Nick not to act upon his instincts, to think before doing something. But he sometimes just didn't do it!

Brian could see Nick behind Kevin, and then... He poured some shave cream on Kevin's hair! 'Oh!, now he's gonna get it. And good!'

Just then Kevin yelled, feeling the liquid on his hair. Howie looked up from his plate and looked at Kevin. The older man was trying not to drop cream to the floor. AJ laughing his ass off and Nick too as well

Kevin turned around and glared at the blond. "You're so dead Nicky". At this Nick tried to run away from Kevin, but since they were in the room, Kev quickly got him and pinned him down. The dark haired man started to tickle the live out of Nick while he tried to beg for forgiveness. But Kevin was being too quick, Nick couldn't even breath enough to talk.

After about a couple of minutes, Kevin felt sorry for Nick, and slowed down just enough to let the blond kid have a couple of breaths. "I'll let you go if you promise not to play a prank on ME again." He said in his best 'daddy' tone.

"K." said the younger man, not having another choice. They all knew that his promise would be kept just for a month. That was the longest Nick could stand without being 'a kid' again. Kevin help Nick up and then went towards the bathroom to wash off the cream of his hair.

Brian sat there thinking about what had just happen. Nick had gotten out of it with nothing more than a tickle fight, that was new! Specially coming from Kevin. He would usually lecture him into behaving like his age and not like a 5 year old kid. However, he hadn't done that this time. He had also being making jokes with AJ and having fun? Now that was a new concept for him. Brian knew how Kevin used to be before his father died, but after that, he just kinda closed up in his own little shell. Not letting anyone get into there. He had to take care of everything, one of those things was the group and with that, the guys.

Being the father figure for them had come so easily for him. Not only because he was the eldest but because he was the most serious of them all and meticulous as well.

'He is happy' realized Brian. 'He's happy for the first time since his father's death. If being with a guy does this to my cousin, then what can I do, right?'. He knew that as long as his older cousin was happy and relax, he was happy for him. If being with a guy, if being gay was happiness for him, then he was ok with that. 'Isn't god first commandment to love you brother?' He did. He loved Kevin for what he was and being gay was just a part of him.

He smiled after the epiphany he had just had and, as if on cue, Kevin came out of the bathroom. His hair was still a little bit wet from the clean up, he was shirtless, so his T-shirt wouldn't get wet as well. He smiled at Nick, reassuring him that he held no hard feeling for the younger band member, and resume to continue his breakfast, although his coffee was probably cold by now.

Brian, without even realizing it, stood up and walked towards the dark haired man. When he came to face him he sat down on the floor, since Kevin and AJ had been sitting on the floor, and without telling him a word he just hugged him, trying not to let his tears fall. Kevin had been surprised at first, but then he left his cup of coffee and hugged his cousin as well. After a couple of seconds, Brian let go of Kev and smiled at him.

"Not that I'm complaining Bri, but what was that all about?"

Brian smiled again at his cousin. "Nothing Kev, I just kinda wanted to hug you." With that he stood up and walked towards the end of the bed, where he had been earlier and resume his breakfast. As much as he wanted to talk with him, he couldn't do it there, the guys were there. So he waited till after the concert to talk with him.

When they had all arrived after the concert, he waited a little bit to go to Kev's room. He knocked twice, knowing that he was probably in his bed already, tired after the concert. When Kevin opened the door, he was, to say the least, surprise to see his cousin there, knowing that the guys usually dropped dead on the bed after a show.

"Is something wrong B, shouldn't you supposed to be in bed already?" asked Kevin, concern in his tone.

Brian smile, it had to be Kevin to worry about him staying up a little bit late. "Nothing is wrong Kev, I just wanted to talk with ya." The younger man made his way towards the bed and sat there. Kevin did the same and sat next to Brian, who took a couple of breaths before continuing his talk.

"I know your gay." He heard a gasp from Kevin and then the older man stood up suddenly, walking towards the door, his back to Brian.

After taking a couple of deep breaths he said, in a shy voice as if he was afraid of his own cousin's reaction. "I'll leave the group if that's what you want, just don't tell them."

Brian couldn't believe what he had heard. Kevin was afraid of the actions Brian could take against him. Telling the guys and kicking him out of the group. He quickly made his way towards the older man and put a hand on his shoulder. He could feel Kevin flinching under his hand, still he didn't remove it. "I wouldn't never do that Kev, I don't want to you leave."

Kevin slowly turned around, fear in his eyes, and looked at Brian "You don't hate me?"

"No silly! You're my cousin Kev, my family. I know it took me a while to understand this, but you're happy. You didn't kill Nick when he pulled that prank on ya this morning. That's got to be a sign that something is great! and if being with a guy is what makes you happy, then I'm happy for ya." He said as he hugged his cousin.

"God Brian! I thought you were gonna hate me." Relaxing, he embraced the younger man.

"I love you Kev, you're my friend and cousin."

"I love you too B. Thanks." Slowly he pulled away from the embrace and looked at him. "But how did ya know?"

"Well." He made his way towards the bed. "I kinda saw you the other day with... hmm... your friend." He said a little embarrass. He didn't know what was his relationship with that guy and didn't want Kevin to get upset for it.

Kevin blushed a little bit and couldn't help but looked at the floor. "You saw us?"

Brian lift Kevin's head by the chin, so he could meet his cousin's eyes. "Yeah, I kinda opened the door without knocking and... well... you were kissing him."

Kevin blushed even more and didn't want to meet the younger man's eyes. "Sorry you had to see that."

"It's ok. I mean, you're happy because of him, so I'm happy for ya. Now tell me about him." asked Brian. If he was the only know who knew about Kevin, and he was pretty sure he was, then he was gonna be the one that Kevin would talk to so he needed to know all the details.

"Well... his name is Greg..." said Kevin as he started telling Brian.

Brian then realized he had already arrived at his house. He had been so lost in his memories that he had lost track of time.

Since that day, he had been Kevin's confident, telling the younger man almost everything from his relationship with Greg - by that time they had just going out for about two weeks - and another week after that day, they had became a couple. Kevin was static about it. He had really fallen for Greg, Brian could see that, and he had fallen bad.

However almost a year after they had started their relationship. Something had gone wrong. Kevin suddenly didn't want to talk about him, not even hear his name and he wouldn't tell Brian what had happened. But whatever it was, it was still haunting Kevin.

*****

Kevin stood there, with his back to the door. Brian had left about ten minutes ago, but he just couldn't turn around. He felt scared, afraid. So many things had happen in the past year, he just didn't know how to handle it all. So he just did what he usually did, shut off his emotions. He'd handle them later. It'd been already eight months and he still didn't know what to do.

He knew he couldn't talk with any of the guys, not only did they didn't know about him being gay, but he just couldn't get himself to talk about what had happened. 'It was my fault, all my fault.' he kept telling him.

Finally he got the courage to turn around when he started having flashbacks of what had happen. He could see the room. It was dark, cold. He could hear the screams, the yelling. He could feel the pain, the wetness, the blood.

He started screaming. His legs had gave up, not supporting him anymore. He cuddled on the floor, hugging his legs, resting his head on this knees. He could still hear the screams...

"NO!" Kevin yelled, not being able to stand it anymore. "Make it STOP!!!!!"

Then, he started crying. Letting all the emotions drift away. After what seemed like hours, when it hadn't been probably not more than half and hour, he had calmed down enough to stand up. He took off his clothes and went towards the bathroom. Hopping in the shower, he put it as hot as he could stand it, needing it to relax himself.

As he let the water fall over his head, he looked at the title floor of the shower. He could almost see the blood mixing with the water, just like that night. So red.