Author: StormyBear29
Couple: Kyle/Max
Rating: Come on now…this is me…NC-17.
Description: A dirty car and two shirtless wet men, with lots of angst added in for fun.

Chapter One

“Bucket…sponge…soap…wax…check” Kyle Valenti says aloud as he gathers all the items he will need to clean his car. It was a beautiful summer day, although it was a bit warmer then the weatherman had previously predicted, but in cut offs and no shirt Kyle was just comfortable. It had been two months since Tess had left and life had gotten as close to normal as was possible for him. “Dad…I’m going to wash my car,” he yells to his father as he heads out the front door.

“Kyle…wait” he hollers back, chasing after his son. “I have something to tell you…but I just want you to know that this is just a temporary thing. That is until he can get on his feet and find another place to stay. I mean…I know that Tess just left. But he needs our help…and”

“Dad…you’re mumbling and something tells me that I am not going to like this one bit…am I”

“Kyle…”

“Hey…” He hears an all to familiar voice speak behind him. Turning he comes face to face with one Max Evan’s, alien king of a distant planet. He can feel his heart race and his pulse quicken as he gazes into the hypnotizing eyes of the future king. He didn’t know what was happening to him. Lately every time that he had seen Max he had experienced this kind of reaction. Twice just the mere sight of Max from behind had caused his dick to harden like a rock.

“NO…HELL NO. THIS ISN’T HAPPENIG” he yells taking notice of the suitcase that Max holds his hands and the many boxes stuffed in the back of the cab that he arrived in. “There is no way in hell that another alien is moving into this house” Grabbing the bucket that he has discarded on the ground, he pushes past Max, knocking him against his car as he makes his way to the water hose. An anger unlike any he has felt before courses though his body, but it wasn’t over Max and his impending living arrangement that he could live with. What he couldn’t live with is that feelings that are stirring inside him at the possibilities that could arise with Max’s moving in. Pushing those thoughts aside he turns to face the two men once again. “I mean Jesus dad when is it going to be enough. They are just taking over our whole existence…first Tess and now Max”

“Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea” Max whispers avoiding Kyle’s intensely blue eyes. He can’t understand the intense disappointment that fills his heart as he finally looks up from under his eyelashes only to find Kyle glaring at him with so much hate and bitterness.

“Gee Evan’s that is the first thing I have heard you say that actually makes any sense”

“Kyle…that’s enough”

“Um…no Sheriff I can understand Kyle not wanting me here. I mean…it isn’t like we have been the best of friends these last two years”

“Got that right,” Kyle mumbles, as he continues to glare at the man standing before him. He knows that on the outside he looks like a man pissed at the world, but he feels the complete opposite on the inside. All he wanted to do was gather Max into his arms and sooth all the hurt and pain that penetrated from his eyes.

“No…Max you are staying with us and that is finial. Last time I looked it was me that was signing the checks that pay the mortgage on this house. This feud between the two of you has gone on long enough,” Jim growls, taking the suitcase from Max and heading towards the house. “Oh and Kyle…I need you to help me bring in the top bunk of your bed. Max will be staying in your room as long as he is here”

“WHAT…NO WAY”

“YES WAY…now get your ass in here and help me with this bed…NOW”

As Max unpacks his belongings, Jim and Kyle struggle with putting the bunk beds back together. He can’t help sneaking glances at Kyle as he struggles, muscles flexing with the heavy piece of furniture. His body was much like his own, taunt, lean and well built. He has to constantly fight the urge to run his hands over his perfectly chiseled chest and abs. He knows that if Kyle had any inkling as to the thought that are running through his head that he would be out on his ass in the blink of an eye.

In truth he had been having visions like this for the last year. He can still recall the exact moment his feelings for Kyle developed into more then just that of a hated acquaintance and rival. It was the very night that he caught Liz and he in bed together. He was shocked at Liz for her infidelity, but with Kyle it felt like that ultimate betrayal. He can’t explain his feelings for Kyle and in truth he doesn’t want to. He is tired of trying to figure out each and every aspect of his life and these feelings for Kyle were too extraordinary to dissect that way.

“Ok…Kyle help Max finish unpacking. I have to get ready for my date with Amy. I’ll leave some money on the table and you two can order a pizza later” he bellows over his shoulder as he makes his way to his own bedroom to change. “And I don’t want any fighting between the two of you”

“So what happened Evan’s…you and mommy and daddy get into it” Kyle mocks Max, grabbing a box and emptying it out onto the bed. “You got into it…and you decided to high tail your ass right over here. Just what is it with you aliens and my family anways. I mean…you have done nothing but destroy both of our lives piece by piece and yet here you are… again”

“Look Kyle…I know that knowing me has screwed up your life. You seem to think that I haven’t realize the danger that I have put everyone in…because trust me it is something that I deal with daily. I’m sorry Kyle…sorry for more then you can every imagine” he whispers, climbing the ladder of the bunk beds and laying down.

“Evan’s…I,” he stammers, at a loss for words. His heartbreaks at the look of complete devastation that ascends upon the mans perfect face. He longs to say the words that will heal the wounds inflicted on Max’s heart and soul, but finds that he can’t. “I…I’m going to go wash my car” he stutters, taking one finial look at Max as he exists the room that they will share.


Chapter Two

Weariness unlike any he had felt before encompasses Max as he allows the worries of the past surface yet again. Yes, he was tired, but it wasn’t just any kind of tired, it was an all-consuming tiredness that penetrated his very soul. He knows that he should sleep for it was something that he has avoided nightly but he fights it for fear of knowing what will come. Nightmare, blood curdling, bone chilling nightmares, but to Max Evan’s they weren’t just nightmares, they were reflections of his recent past.

Forcing his bone weary body off the bed, he walks over to the window of his new room and gazes out. He observes Kyle in all his splendor as he washes his cherry red convertible. Watches as the spray from the hose glistens on Kyle’s powerfully built chest. Images of lust assault his mind causing a whimper to escape his throat as he feels a familiar stirring below. A stirring that he realizes will be yet another battle he will have to fight each and every time that Kyle is in the vicinity of him.

“NO…Stop this…as if you don’t have enough trouble…now you need this to add to it” he chides himself as he forces himself from the view before him. Pulling of his shirt, he lays it across the railing of the bed, pulling off his socks and his black sneakers in preparation of a badly needed shower. A piercing cry pulls him from the task at hand as he run back to window to find Kyle laying on the ground. “KYLE” he yells in distress as he runs from the room and to the man that has come to mean more to him then he ever realized.

Barreling through the front door clad only in a pair of jeans, Max makes a beeline for a still down Kyle. He is on a mission; a mission to make sure that the man that is causing all these strange and wonderful sensations in him is not injured. So deep in his intent of taking care of this man, he never notices Kyle’s open eyes and shocked face at the sight of an alien king crashing towards him.

“EVAN’S WHAT THE @#%$” Kyle screams as Max steps onto the slippery pavement and careens into him with the full brunt of his burly body knocking his head violently into the pavement once again. Stars fill his field of vision and anger coats him as he tries to comprehend what it was that just happened here.
”What the @#%$ is your problem Evan’s” he growls shaking his head in an attempt to clear his muddied mind. “Are trying to @#%$ kill me” He can feel warm air on his face as Max tries to regain his lost breath. Neither attempt to extricate themselves from where they lay. It is as if the universe around them has disappeared and it is only the two of them gazing into each other’s lust filled eyes.

“Are you ok” Max questions, breaking the trance that Kyle holds on him, removing himself from atop Kyle as he sits on the wet ground besides him. He can feel his cheeks reddening in embarrassment, not only for his blunder but also for the thought that are once again raiding his mind. “I…I thought you were hurt. You…I…sorry”

“I was fine until you came hauling ass out here like some maniac” he states frustrated, not only from the pain forming in the back of his head but from the loss of his body atop his own. His anger quickly turns to one of mischief as images of an extremely wet Max run through his head. Glancing to his left he noiselessly reaches his hand out, grabbing the hose he directs it at the man before him. “And now you must pay” he screams giddily, squeezing the nozzles handle, hitting its intended target square in the chest.

“OH you are so dead Valenti” Max shrieks as the cold water blasts his extremely over heated body.

“You have to catch me first” Kyle retorts, jumping up from the ground with the hose, running towards the other side of the car. Half way around he finds that he is running as fast as his legs can take him and yet he seems to not be going anywhere. Glancing at the ground below his feet he realizes that his feet are no longer on the ground and that he is in fact hovering directly above it. “Hey…no using the alien powers” he states through gritted teeth.

“What turn about his fair play” he says innocently battling his thick, dark eyelashes at him.

Kyle could feel his breath catch in his throat at the look of pure naughtiness that flashed across his chiseled face. It was a look that he could never recall ever seeing spread across his face before. Max’s face always seemed to carry the brooding, pouting look of a man with the weight of the world upon his shoulders. But this new look it suited him, made him look younger, made him look sexier. It was a look that he was determined to see more often.

With deliberate steps Max makes his way over to Kyle and yanks the hose from the mans hands. “And now it is your turn” he chuckles, turning the hose onto his once sworn enemy and now hopeful friend.

“Don’t think that is happening Evan’s” Kyle yells, still hovering above the ground as he grabs Max, pulling him tautly against his body. He can feel the hose between their two bodies, as the spray from it covers both of their heaving chests.

As he feels Kyle’s body once again molded against his body he finds that he can no longer concentrate, as the two yet again fall to the ground landing with a thud and a grunt. Laughing and yelps of fun can be heard as the two men continue their dance of dominance over control of the hose. Both are oblivious to the shadow that now descends across the two of them. All that matters is the way they the other is making them feel as skin touches skin and hands group for the hose as well as a chance to touch forbidden places.

“Well…I am glad to see the two of you getting along so well” they hear her speak, instantly breaking apart at the sound of her voice.

“LIZ” they screech simultaneously, jumping up from where moment ago they played, standing before a grinning Liz Parker.

“I ran into the Sheriff and Amy at the CrashDown and they told me that you were now living with Kyle and him. So…I thought I would stop by to make sure that you weren’t killing each other…but I see that I had nothing to worry about”

“Nah…Evan’s is no match for me anyways…so we decided to call it a draw and attempt to get along. Right Evan’s” he states, slapping Max on the back in a guy like fashion.

“Right…yeah…get along” he replies.

Jealously courses through him as he watches the way that Liz blatantly flaunts herself at Max. There was a time when that jealously would have been directed at Max for it was Max that had stolen her from him not too long ago. But today he finds that it is directed towards the once love of his life. “I was wondering if you would like to come over tonight…my parents are out of town for the weekend and I thought we could maybe start to rebuild what we had between us” he hears her say.

“Excuse me…I need to…I need to…um…bye” he stammers, turning off the hose as he heads onto the house, slamming the door behind him. “Great job Valenti” he scolds himself as he changes into a dry pair of jeans and tank top. “Really great job”

“You always talk to yourself like that” Max chuckles, entering the bedroom with a huge grin on his face.

“Um…yeah. It is something that I do often so get used to it” he replies snidely, pushing his way past Max and into the hallway.

“I ordered a pizza. Large with everything on it. I hope that is how you like it”

“Look Evan’s I don’t need you to order my food for me…you wanna feed me too” he yells as he enters the room to find a completely stripped down Max standing before him. “OMG…I am so sorry” he stammers unable to take his eyes off the Adonis that stands before him.

“Kyle…I…”

“Save it Evan’s” he states backing out of the room once again. “I’ll leave you to change for you date with Liz” Closing the door, Kyle backs up against the wall gasping for breath as he recalls the sight of Max without so much as a stitch of clothing on. “Get a grip on yourself dammit” The ringing of the doorbell pulls Kyle from his thoughts.

“Great the pizza is here” Max says, sitting down at the dining room table where Kyle had placed the unopened box. “I am starving. So what do you want to do tonight. I was thinking maybe we could just hang out here and maybe get to know each other a little better…or we can just hang out somewhere if that is better”

From the couch where he pouts Kyle turns to face the man shoveling hot pizza into his mouth. “What…what about your date with Liz”

“I told her that I had already made plans for the evening with you. I mean…we are attempting to get along aren’t we” he chuckles, a grin crossing his face. “Besides…I really do want to get to know you better. I mean…I’ve known you practically my whole life and yet all I really know about you is how much you hate me”

“I don’t hate you…I just”

“I know. Come on get over here and eat before it gets cold”

Two hours, a whole pizza and a carton of rocky road ice cream later the two men feel as if all is well with the world. They were well on the road to friendship, each secure in the knowledge that neither one was out to hurt the other anymore. “I can’t believe we ate all that @#%$” Kyle whines, rubbing his overly full stomach as he climbs off the chair he was sitting on and plops himself down onto the couch.

“I know…I didn’t think that it was possible to eat that much. I think that I am going to be sick” Max laughs, rubbing his equally full stomach. “I…I could take care of it…you know with…with my powers”

“You know Evan’s…I have always had a problem with you using your powers around me…but I think that you are going to be handy to have around”

“I think that is the closet I will ever get to a compliment from you…so I will take it at that” he laughs easily sitting on the couch next to Kyle. “You will have to pull your shirt up…so I can touch you”

Chapter Five

With a slam of the bathroom door, Kyle locks it in an attempt to lock Max out of the room and out of his life. He can’t explain the emotions swirling around his head as he turns the spiket of the tubs faucet, watching as the water slowly rises for his impending bath. It was something that he did in times of extreme stress and emotion and after the angst and emotion of tonight he feels that he needs one more then ever before. Stripping off his clothes he steps into the almost scalding liquid and sinks his emotionally racked body into its depths. Closing his eyes he allows the hot liquid to sooth his tightened muscles.

“Kyle…please can I talk to you” he hears Max say softly through the locked door. “I don’t understand what just happened…but I think that we need to talk about it”

“Go away Evan’s” he states loudly. “I think that we said it all”

“Kyle…please”

“I SAID GO THE @#%$ AWAY” his screams echo against the tiled walls of the bathroom. He knows that he doesn’t want Max to leave, know that he in truth wants him to barge though that door and ravage his craving body, but his displaced anger at Max disallows him this option. “JUST LEAVE ME THE @#%$ ALONE” Another truth was he still didn’t know where this anger was illuminating from, but it was an anger that would not allow him to back down.

“THE HELL I WILL” Max screams waving his hand over the lock kicking it open as he hears it make a clicking sound. Striding into the rest room he walks to the edge of the tub and stands, hands on hips before a completely started Kyle. “I LOVE YOU AND I KNOW THAT YOU LOVE ME…AND I KNOW THAT YOU ARE SCARED…BUT SO AM I. I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN AFTER TONIGHT. BUT I KNOW THAT I DON’T WANT TO ADD THIS TO MY EVERY MOUNTING LIST OF REGRETS”

“Nice speech now get out” Kyle states angrily.

“Not until I do this” Max replies, as he rushes to the side of the tub, kneeling as he attacks Kyle’s snarled lips with his own. He feels his resistance fade as he brushes his wet tongue against his full lips. Slowly Kyle allows him entrance to his warm mouth as he accepts the invitation with a sweep of his tongue. Got room for one more” he questions against the softness of Kyle’s lips.

“Mmmhuh” is his only response, as he snakes his arms around Max’s slim waist, easily pulling the surprised man into the tub and onto his lap. “OH @#%$” he screeches at the sound of Max’s head hitting the tilled wall reach his ears. “OMG…MAX ARE YOU OK”

“I’m ok” he replies, rubbing his aching head. “I have a very hard head”

“Looks like that isn’t the only thing hard about you” Kyle chuckles lightly, nodding towards Max’s extremely aroused manhood, evident through his blue jeans. A blush flushes the chiseled face of the man he holds before him. Reaching out he softly caresses the ever-reddening skin of his face with his dripping wet hand. He watches in fascination as the water from his hand drips slowly down Max’s cheek landing on his still clothed chest. “I’m sorry about tonight” he whispers as he continues to trace the outline of Max’s face. “I know that I love you Max…and I have waited for this day for so long now…and yet now that I have you…it scares me more then I have ever been scared before. Does that make any sense to you”

“It makes perfect sense” he says earnestly, placing his hand atop Kyle’s caressing one. “I am just as scared as you are. I don’t know what will happen if we take the next step. How do we explain this to our family and friends and what about school. Kyle…I don’t have the answers…but I know that I love you. I don’t want to lose you and what we could possibly have…but we have to just take it one step at a time. Can you do that…because I have to know before we go any further”

Mesmerized by the golden-flecked hazel eyes before him, he already knows the answer to his questions. He would do anything Max asked of him, he belonged to him now, heart, body and soul. He knows that what they are about to partake in may eventually lead to severe pain and heartache for the both of them, but it is a risk that he is more then willing to take. “I’d do anything for you Max…anything” he grins a glint of mischief flashing in his eyes. “Now get those clothes off so I can properly view that studly body of yours”

With a wave of his hand his clothes disappear. He closes his eyes as the softest of touches can be felt as Kyle runs his hand over his fully develop chest. “I love you Kyle” Max whispers as Kyle moves his hands from his chest and winds them into his hair, bringing his lips towards his own.

“I love you Max” he replies as he places a gentle kiss on his lover’s lips. A small giggle breaks fourth from his lips as Max tries to deepen their kiss.

“Not exactly the reaction that I was expecting” Max pouts as he gazes into Kyle’s crystal blues.

“I know…I’m sorry” his giggles continue. It’s just that if anyone would have told me that Kyle Valenti Super jock extraordinaire and Max Evan’s head honcho of another planet would be sitting in a tub together expressing love for each other I would have told them that they were crazy and needed to get their heads examined”

“I agree” Max replies giving Kyle a mammoth smile. It was his first genuine smile in what felt like forever and it was all thanks to Kyle and the love that he feels for him.


“I mean…the funny thing is Max…I never hated you…not really. I only acted like I hated you because in truth I loved you. I always have” Panic fills Kyle’s smaller body as the gorgeous smile that was covering Max’s face disappears and in it’s place a look of pure terror. “Max…what’s wrong”

Chapter Six


“Nothing” he answers quickly, attempting to climb out of the tub.

“Oh no you don’t…that is the same look that you had on your face after your nightmare. What is it Max…tell me” he pleads, wrapping his arms around Max’s chest averting him from leaving. He can feel the tightly corded tension and apprehension in his neck and chest as he rubs his hands over them, forcing Max’s form to lay back agaist his chest. “Just lay back and let me help you. I saw it Max…I saw what they did to you…felt what you were feeling as they did. I know that your scared and I can’t blame you for not wanting to talk about it…but I do know that you will never receive any closer until you do”

“I…I can’t” he cries anguished tears streaming down his cheeks.

Kyle through some strange connection can feel the emotional roller coaster that Max is experiencing at that very moment, causing his own eyes to tear. “Shhh…it’s ok” he whispers soothingly wrapping his arms around his muscular chest as he rests his head against Max’s head. “I love you Max…I won’t ever let them hurt again…I promise” Placing a small kiss at his temple, Kyle leans back against the porcelain tub allowing the full brunt of Max’s Body to lay against his own. In comfortable silence the two men lay safe for the moment in each other’s arms.

Secure in the arms of the man that he loves, Max is oblivious to the chilled water rippling at his waist. A calming peace transcends over him as he furrows even further into Kyle’s loving embrace. Peace, it was something that had eluded him for most of his life and yet it shrouds him as a blanket of sorts whenever he is in his presence. He knows that he has hurt Kyle with his avoidance of the white room issue, but he was telling the truth when he told Kyle that it was an issue that was just to painful to talk about. He doesn’t want to keep any secrets from Kyle and he knows that one day when the time is right he will allow Kyle to experience the full extent of his torturous experience at the hands of Agent Pierce and the Special Unit. “Hey…you still with me” Kyle whispers, nuzzling against his ear.

“Still with you” he replies over his shoulder as he angles his head back, softly brushing his lovers lips. Reality comes into play as the full extent of the freezing water shocks his warm skin. “Holy @#%$…this water is freezing” he laughs as he once again kisses Kyle over his shoulder. “Why didn’t you say anything”

“Well…you seemed to finally find a peaceful plain of existence and I didn’t want you to lose it because of some extremely cold water” he chuckles, nibbling at the tender flesh at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. “Besides I kinda like having you in this position”

“I just bet you do”

“Just one thing though”

What’s that” Max inquires.

“Would it kill you to lose some weight. I mean…good Buddha you must weigh close to a ton or something”

“Oh really” Max retorts as he elbows Kyle in his extremely ticklish sides.

“NO…STOP THAT” Kyle shrieks, trying to recover from the onslaught on his sensitive ribs. “MAX…STOP IT” his squeals echo throughout the small bathroom as Max flips from his back landing stomach to stomach, chest to chest and every hardening manhood to manhood. His squeals turn to that of lust filled moans as hypersensitive organs create much needed friction.

“Kyle” Max whimpers unconsciously grinding his painfully erect penis against Kyle’s. “Are you…are we ready for this”

“I am more then ready” he groans as he attempts to slide Max up his chest in an effort to ease his needing. Frustration fills him as he slides back down his water-slicked body. “Just not here…you’re just too slippery when wet”

“Funny” Max half groans, half chuckles as he reluctantly pulls himself up as he steps out of the tub.

Kyle can only stare in awe at the physic of the man before him. He knew that Max was powerfully built, but as he stands before him he can’t stop his mouth from dropping at the sight of the perfectly chiseled chest. He allows his eyes to pan lower gasping out loud as he reaches the juncture between his legs.

“KYLE…MAX…WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU TWO” Jim yells for his two wards as he leaves the empty room that they now share.

“@#%$” Kyle mutter frantically, jumping out of the tub. “Get in there and wait for me to come back and get you,” he whispers through clenched teeth as he watches Max step back into the draining tub. “Don’t move and don’t say a word” Yanking the shower curtain closed, Kyle grabs a towel off the shelf and wraps it around his waist.

“Kyle…Where”

“Hey…Dad” Kyle greets his father nervously, slamming the bathroom door behind him. “What’s the problem…when did you get home”

“No problem…and I just got in” he replies, noticing the nervous look that is adhered to his sons face. “What are you doing in there”

“In here…um…NOTHING. I mean…nothing. Just soaking in the tub as I visit different plains of meditation”

“Meditation huh. You sure your not doing anything illegal in there”

“Dad…dammit. All I was doing was meditating” Kyle states gruffly.

“Meditation…well maybe I should try it. I haven’t seen that glint in your eye in such a long time. Sorry son…just the job instilled in me. Night kiddo” Jim replies as he makes his way into his room, closing the door behind him.

Kyle hates lying to his father about his undying love for Max Evan’s, but he knows that he will never understand and for now it is best to keep it a secret between the two of them only. “Come on” Kyle says in a low voice, glancing over his shoulder as Max emerges from the tub entirely dressed. Disappointment covers him as he longs to gawk at the body of the Adonis he calls his own. Pushing all thoughts of naked Max aside, he peeks into the hallway making sure that the coast is clear. Grabbing Max’s hand they race down the hall and into the sanctuary of their room.

“I like you better totally and completely without clothes” Kyle growls into the crevice of Max’s neck, pushing him up against the closed bedroom door.

“Well allow me to accommodate you” Max replies lustfully, once again waiving his hand over his body as the barrier between them vanishes. Slowly he adheres his aching lips to Kyle’s.

A knock on the door startles the two men apart. “WHAT” Kyle screams frustrated as again he watches Max quickly use his powers to clothe himself. With wide fearful eyes, Max jumps onto the top bunk, throwing the covers over his completely aroused body.

“Kyle…I was just wondering where Max is” Jim asks as he opens the closed door, poking his head inside. Confusion fills him as he witnesses the sleeping form of Max wrapped snugly under the sheets. “When did he get in” he questions quietly as not to wake the sleeping boy. Cause…I am pretty sure that he wasn’t in that bed five minutes ago”

“Pop…Evan’s and his wimpy ass have been in that bed since nine o’clock this evening. I think that you need to hit the sack yourself. Seems that you mind and body are weary and therefore you are not able to see the whole picture” he spouts knowing that once he stats quoting anything that may protain to Buddhism in the least little bit that his father will leave the scene immediately.

“Riiight” he replies , quickly closing the door behind him.

“I think that someone or something may be trying to tell us something Evan’s” Kyle groans frustrated, throwing himself onto his back on the bottom bunk.


“I think that your right” Max replies just as frustrated as he flips from his side onto his stomach, hanging his arm down the side of the bed signaling Kyle to take it. A smile forms on his lips as Kyle intertwines his fingers between his own. The connection is immediate, reassuring both men that they are committed to the love that they feel for each other and that no matter what befalls them in the future love is the one thing that they can always count on. “Night Kyle…I love you” Max whispers lovingly squeezing the hand that he holds. “We will work this out…I know that we will”

“I know we will,” he answers back, squeezing Max’s hand in turn. “I just hope that it doesn’t kill us before we do. Night Max…love you too”

Neither man can sleep as concerns of what the future may bring for them occupy their minds. Max’s love for Kyle was obvious, but Kyle could sense his absolute fear at letting the world in on their little secret as they had connected earlier. He has to admit that he can understand Max’s fear for there was no way of knowing what the reaction would be once they told their loved ones. The truth was that Max had a reason to fear this, many would be hurt in their declaration, but he on the other hand wants to scream it from the rooftop as he admit his love for the one man that was he enemy not more then a couple of hours ago.

Max knows that tomorrow at school will be the first test of their budding relationship as they go back into their old roles of hater and hatee. He didn’t know how he was going to get through a whole impossibly long day without kissing or touching the man that he love with all his heart and soul. He ponders what reaction he will receive from Liz and their loyal group of friends if they proclaim the love they have for each other. This thought alone terrifies him. He knows that he will devastate Liz and he doesn’t even want to consider the way that his parents will react. He could feel that Kyle wasn’t as worried about the future. To Kyle it didn’t matter what anyone thought of him and their love. He was confidant enough in his masculinity to deal with whatever conflicts came his way. Max wishes that he could be more like Kyle and he knows that sometime in the future his reluctance to admit to the world their love will test their relationship.

The shrill ring of the alarm clock jolts both men from their slumber. Groans of disturbance can be heard from both as they reluctantly rise to face the challenges of this new day. “Morning” Max says, leaning over the side of the bunk catching a straining Kyle as he rolls out of bed and onto the floor beginning his morning exercise ritual. “I could get used to the sight of that cute ass working out every morning” he grins as he climbs down the ladder, patting Kyle on his buttocks as he does yet another pushup.

“Well…maybe you should consider doing a bit of exercise yourself tubby. You could stand to lose a few pounds remember” Kyle chuckles jokingly, winking at Max over his heaving shoulders.

“Oh really”

“Hey…I only speak the truth tubby tub tub”

“You didn’t seem to mind my tubby ass when you were gawking and pawing at me last night”

“I was gawking cause…well I was pawing at you because I was trying to get your tubby ass off of me”

“Oh…you have so asked for it” Max giggles as he throws himself on top of Kyle’s back brutally attacking the spots that he knows will send him squealing. “Tell me that you love me,” he rumbles in his ear as Kyle struggles desperately to remove himself from Max’s clutches. “I want hear you tell me that you love me”

“Never…” he shrieks as fingers run up and down his most sensitive of areas.

“Tell me that you love me,” he continues his onslaught as he attaches his lips to Kyle’s neck, nipping along the length of it gently with his teeth.

“Get your tubby ass off me Evan’s” Kyle moans without much of a fight.

“Tell me…tell me that you love me”

“OK…Ok…I love you” he replies happily, grabbing Max in a wrestlers pose, flipping the man onto his back. Now in control Kyle formulates a way to make the man now below him suffer like her was suffering gladly before. “Tubbiness and all”

“I know” Max responds, grinning with a Cheshire cat like grin covering his face. “And I love you too”

All thoughts of revenge forgotten as the two lovers lips meet in a soft slow kiss. Unhurriedly lips mesh as hands as if on their own sought out each other. No words are spoken but volumes are expressed through their miraculous connection.

“Max…Kyle time to get…” stunned at the sight before him, Jim can only stand in stunned silence, unable to finish his sentence.

With quick thinking, Kyle punches Max in the face. “Get the @#%$ off me” he screams, stunning a extremely flabbergasted Max as he begins to hit him as softly as possible over and over again. “I hate you…and you keep your @#%$ hands off Liz Parker. You have @#%$ her life up enough as it is”

He didn’t know what to make of what he was seeing before him. At first glimpse it looked as if the two were actually kissing, in a sense making out and yet as he glances in their direction he sees Kyle pounding the @#%$ out of the alien king. “KYLE” he screams, relieved as he runs to his son and pulls him off a bloodied Max.

“I hate you Max Evan’s,” he screams, his heart breaking at the look of pure shock and pain that is plainly conveyed through Max’s soulful eyes. Pulling out of the tight hold that his father has on him, Kyle runs from the room in what appears total anger, when the truth was he has to leave to stop himself from throwing himself into Max’s warm arms and beg for his forgiveness.



Chapter Seven

“What the hell just happened here” Jim questions, as he watches Max flinch as he heals his bleeding mouth.

“Nothing…we just…um…nothing”

“Look Max…I know that this is uncomfortable for the both of you. But we are a team and we can’t fully function as a team if you and Kyle are always at each other’s throats. Can you at least try to get along with him”

Unable to speak, Max nods that he understand as Kyle’s father pulls him into a bear hug. I think of you as one of my own Max…don’t you ever forget that” he states, quickly pulling away from Max and heading for the door. “Just try to work things out with Kyle. I’ll see you later…start my new job today. Security at the chemical plant…not glamorous but a job none the least. Think that you can finish getting ready for school without killing each other”

“Sure” Max replies with a small smile. “Have a good day at work”

“Kyle…I have to go to work. You gonna be ok with Max while you get ready for school”

“Just keep his alien ass out of my face and I will be perfectly fine” he screams in mock anger as he sits on the floor, holding his head in his hands as tears of pain course down his cheeks.

Waiting for Jim to leave, Max bids his time till he can run and comfort the man that he knows is blaming himself for hurting him. Peeking out the window he watches as Jim’s Blazer pulls out of the driveway and makes its way down the street. With quick strides he now stand before the bathroom door in a scene that is reminiscent of last night. “Kyle” he speaks concerned, receiving silence as his reply. “Kyle…please. I know that you in there” Still no reply, so with a wave of his hand he once again unlocks the door separating him from Kyle’s arms. His heart wretches as the sight of Kyle sitting on the cold floor of the bathroom, sobs racking his rocking body.

“I’m sorry” he sobs, looking up at Max’s with a tear stained face. “I didn’t mean to hurt you…but he just walked in on us and I just didn’t know what to do”

“I know Kyle…I know that you would never hurt me” he replies in a comforting tone as he kneels in front of the sobbing man, lovingly taking his face into his hands. “We just have to be a little more careful that’s all. I’m fine…you stunned me just a bit at first…but I understand why it had to be done” Placing a gently kiss on Kyle’s soft lips, Max continues to massage his tear soaked face. “Now come on show me that gorgeous Valenti smile of yous” he teases as he places yet another kiss on Kyle’s lips.

“I don’t want to” Kyle hiccups, unable to look into Max’s eyes.

“You won’t even smile for your tubby tub tub” he grins, forcing Kyle to break his fascination with the floor and look into his mischievous eyes.

“Well…if it is for my tubby tub tub then that is a different story” he beams, feeling better about the incident that had happened moments earlier. “I’m really sorry Max” his smile falters as he places his hand upon Max’s neck.

“Look…if I have to live with the nickname Tubby tub tub…then I have to come up with a special one just for you” Max chuckles, quickly changing the subject as he helps Kyle up off the hardened floor.

“Well…I personally like sexiest man in the universe” Kyle grins, as Max pulls him into his loving embrace.

“Although you are that…I just don’t think that will be it. I will have to give this some serious thought…but for now we have to finish getting ready for school”

“Don’t remind me” he murmurs against Max’s broad chest. “Hey…I have an idea. Why don’t we skip school and spend the rest of the day ravaging each others body” he declares hopefully pulling out of Max’s embrace as his eyes begs for an answer of yes from the man standing before him.

Max contemplates Kyle proposition as Kyle eyes continue to beg him to say yes and as much as he would love to ravage Kyle’s beautiful body he knows that they have to act as if nothing is out of the ordinary. Including the hate they used to project towards each other. “Kyle…you know that if neither one of us showed up for school today they would be sending out a search party to track us down. Remember…everyone thinks that we hate each other and that is the role that he have to play…for now at least”

“Right” he states dejected as he brushes past a grinning Max.

“But…if you hurry up and get dressed. We can skip breakfast and make out like bandits till we have to leave”

Max can hear Kyle scampering around the room trying to dress in a hurry, various profanities spouting from his lips as he stumbles and trips around the room. Chucking to himself Max makes his way to the small living room, sitting on the couch impatiently waiting for Kyle. Turns out that he didn’t have to wait long as Kyle comes barreling down the steps springing like a tiger over the coffee table landing with a grunt on a snickering Max. “What took you so….”

“No talk” Kyle moans, seizing Max’s lips between his own. Both men take pleasure in the way that their lips and tongues are exploring each other’s mouths. The world around them fades away and they feel as if they are the only two lovers experiencing what they are experiencing. That is until as if on schedule they are forced apart by the chiming of the doorbell. “It is like Grand Central Station” Max growls as Kyle kisses him one final time and runs for the door.

“Hey Kyle…um I was wondering if Max had left for school yet” Liz Parker asks blushing furiously as she tucks a stray strand of her dark hair behind her ear. Once, at what seems like such a long time ago Kyle remembers that he found this tiny gesture endearing, but now as he stares at the girl before him he finds that it is the most annoying thing that he has every seen.

“Hey Liz…come on lets go” Max interjects pushing past Kyle as he leads her down the walkway. As he and Liz continue to make their way, he turns and mouths the words that he knows that Kyle needs to hear at this moment. “I love you”

“I love you” he mouths back, as jealously streaks throughout his whole body. Shrugging his shoulders he grabs his books and heads off in the direction of Max and Liz.


Chapter Eight

“Damn…will this day ever end” Kyle grumbles to himself as he makes his way from one boring class to another. Looking at his watch he realizes that only two hours has passed since arriving at school and that he still has two more classes before lunch and then three more classes after that and lets not forget basketball practice. “Dammit…this day will never end” he grunts yet again to no one in particular. He had seen Max several time already this morning and each time he was flagged by one Liz Parker. He hated to admit this to himself, since Liz was one of his closet friends, but he was getting to a point where he couldn’t stand to look at her perfect girlie face anymore. He knows that he has nothing to worry about, that Max loves him and only him, but he can’t stop these feelings that raid his mind.

“You always talk to yourself like that” he hears a voice chuckle in a whisper behind him. It is a voice that causes the blood to rush to his hardening manhood for it is the voice of Max. “I can’t talk long…but I have to see you. Can you meet me in the erasure room the last fifteen minutes of lunch”

“Sure…sure” he stammers as he feels Max’s hand quickly reach inside his letterman’s jacket. Kyle finds that he loses his breath at the slightest of touch and just as quickly as it is there, it is gone and with it so is Max. Reaching inside where Max’s hand was moments before Kyle finds a note folded neatly inside a the pocket of his jacket. Pulling it out he slowly reads the curved penmanship as tears begins to mist his eyes.


I want to go with the one I love
A poem written by J. Beilharz

I want to go with the one I love.
I do not want to calculate the cost.
I do not want to think about whether it's good.
I do not want to know whether he loves me.
I want to go with whom I love.

Never doubt the love that I hold for you for I love you always…Your Tubby Tub Tub!!

All concerns of Liz vanish as he hungrily awaits the secret rendezvous of the man that he loves more then life itself.

“What you reading” Isabel asks startling Kyle from his toughts of Max as he quickly attempts to places his note back inside his pocket.

“Nothing” he replies quickly.

“Didn’t look like nothing to me” she teases as a blush spreads throughout his cheeks. “Don’t tell me that you have finally gotten over your obsession with Liz Parker and have found someone else”

“Were not talking about this” he states, walking past his newest closet friend.

“Oh…come on Kyle” she pouts after him. “Just give me a little hint”

“Nooo” he grins wildly, winking at her over his shoulder as he walks down the hallway, oblivious to the missing note that had fallen from his pocket and onto the floor below.

“Oh…we will just see about that” she states determinedly, picking up the letter and reading it. Emotions assault her in an unlikely fashion after she finishes. She didn’t know who this mysteriously woman was, but it was obvious in her choice of poem and words of love that what she felt for Kyle was more then just typical teenage love. “I may not know who she is Kyle Valenti…but you can best bet that I will find out”


Chapter Nine

For the rest of the morning, Isabel kept a close eye on her new best friend as he chatted with numerous girls of West Roswell High and yet he didn’t seem to be the least bit interested in any of them. Frustrated she links her arm through Kyle’s as she catches up with him in the hallway as they make their way towards the lunchroom. “Kyle”

“Isabel”

“Were friends right…good friends…best friends. I mean…we have been through so much here lately that you can trust me with one minute detail about this new love of your life…can’t you”

“Yes…we are best friends and No…I will not tell you about this new love in my life…cause there isn’t one to speak of. Now…get off this kick and lets go eat”

“Kyle…”

“Isabel…I said there is nothing to talk about”

“Ok…fine”

“Fine”

Isabel watches as Kyle walks away from her yet again as the subject of the mysterious girl pops up. It was apparent that something different had come into Kyle’s life for he no longer carried the pissed at the world look that usually graced his face. She knows that any girl that captures the heart of Kyle Valenti was going to be the luckiest girl in the world, which causes her determination level to jump a few more notches.

As she eats her lunch, Isabel watches Kyle from across the quad. Nothing out of the ordinary, she thinks as he practices his wrestling poses on the one they call Malamute. Watches as Kyle pushes him away after pinning him to the ground and then begins to scan the vicinity as if searching for something, or someone. Eventually his eyes settle in her direction and she momentarily thinks that it is she that he is searching for. Until his eyes pass by her unseen and land on the person sitting besides her.

Confusion fill her as she watches the exchange between Kyle and her brother. There was no denying the dreamy look that filled both their eyes and the smiles that cover both of their faces as they unsuccessfully try to hide them. She glances at her brother and notices for the first time that he no longer has the dark circles and bags that had constantly plagued his eyes, that his once tired face was now replaced with a look of renewal, was now replaced with a look of love.

Max watches as Kyle sits on top of one of the many lunch tables that line the quad outside the school, surrounded by his many friends and groupies. He longs to be the one sitting besides him as they laugh and joke as all teens their age should and yet he knows that he will never fit into the group of friends that Kyle inhabits. He is the alien king of a planet that he has never visited. He has a son somewhere out in the cosmos with a woman that he hates more then he ever thought possible and no way to find him. Burdens and troubles are all that Max knows and yet with Kyle, except for finding his son none of that really matters. Glancing at his watch his heart begins to beat wildly in his chest at the time that stares back at him. Only ten more minutes and he will be safe in the arms of the man that makes his pain and heartache disappear, if only for short stolen moments at a time. “I have to go” he says to the small group of friends around him. Slinging his backpack over his shoulder he makes his way off the quad and towards the school.

“Max...wait up” Liz calls after him.

Isabel watches as Liz’s words cause Max to flinch as he stops and faces his once thought true love. She notices the look of apprehension as he stand before Liz, unable to speak a word. Isabel doesn’t understand what it is that she just witnessed between Max and Kyle, but she knows that if it is Kyle that has put the light back in Max’s heart then she is going to do everything in her power to protect them. “Hey Liz” she yells to catch her attention. “I need to talk to you about something”

“Um…can we maybe talk later”

“Actually…it is really important” she lies as she scrambles to make something up to tell her.

‘Um...yeah…ok Isabel. I guess that I will see you later Max”

“Sure…right” Max respond automatically as he looks past Liz and gratefully at his sister. Without so much as a second glance at Liz, he turns and runs in the direction of the erasure room.

“What the hell took so long” Kyle whispers angrily as Max’s enters the erasure room. “I’ve been waiting for almost ten minutes already and now we only have five more minutes left”

“Then lets not waste it” Max whispers lustfully. “I’ve been waiting to do this all morning” Wrapping his arms around the much shorter man shoulders, he gently kisses him as he pulls him as tight as possible against his needing body.

“Thank you for my note this morning” Kyle moans as he attempts to catch his stolen breath.

“Welcome” Max replies, as he captures Kyle’s lips yet again. “I meant ever word of it”

“I know you do…me too”

“@#%$…” Kyle groans in frustration as the school bell rings alerting the two that their brief moment together was now over. “I don’t want to leave…lets just stay here like this for the rest of the day”

“I wish we could…but I have test in trig next period. But…I will see you later”

“No…you won’t actually. I have basketball practice after school and then the guys and I are heading over to the CrashDown to plan our strategy for the big game next month. But…on the bright side I should be home about eight and dad won’t be home till about ten since he goes to Amy’s after work. We can spend some alone time together then”

“Well…your going to be spending it alone since Brody has me working till eleven tonight and by the time I get home your dad will be home”

“Can’t you call in sick”

“Kyle…I need the money. I don’t have the jeep anymore and I am really tired of walking everywhere”

“I know…ok but at least we can make out for a little bit before we head off to bed”

“You’ve got yourself a date…my little SBB”

“SBB” he asks confused, as Max kisses him one finial time and heads for the door.

“Slippery Buddha Bear” he replies with a grin. “Love you” and with that said he weaves his way into the crowded halls of Rest Roswell High, leaving a laughing Kyle in his wake.


Chapter Ten

Max was tired as he unlocks the front door and enters the Valenti household. “Hey Max” Jim greets him as he enters the living room where he is stretched out on the couch. “How was your day kiddo”

“Long” he states honestly, sitting on the arm of the couch. The truth was the rest of the day seemed to slow to a crawl after he left Kyle in the erasure room. He didn’t think that school would ever come to an end and then at the UFO Center Liz had visited him three times with various excuses for her being there. He finds that he just longs for a shower and some alone time with Kyle before bed. Idle chitchat is briefly exchanged before Max excuses himself and heads towards his bedroom. “Kyle” he whispers as he enters the room closing the bedroom door behind him. Silence is his response as he finds the room completely void of his love.

As if reading his thoughts Jim knocks on the door and peers in. “Kyle called…he will be in late tonight. Something about having to reevaluate their whole strategy for the big game”

“Oh” Max says trying to hide his disappointment. “Night”

“Night Max”

Slowly he trudges towards the bathroom and his impending shower. Images of the previous night flood his mind as he steps under the warm soothing spray of water. It had been the single most passionate moment in his short life. He would have never realized that Kyle had the capacity to be as loving a man as he was if Jim hadn’t insisted that he move in with them. As the images continue he finds that he can’t stop himself from easing the pain between his legs as his penis swells double in size. Taking his swollen member into his wet hand, he begins the rhythm that he so desperately needs as the remembrance of Kyle’s hands exploring his body invades his mind. Twenty minutes later and with Kyle still not back, Max sinks wearily into the bottom bunk, with the intentions of waiting for his return. However, as soon as his head hits the pillow Kyle’s scent fills his nostrils and a peaceful slumber takes over his weary mind and body.

He can feel his heart burst with love as he watches Max’s chest rise and fall as he sleeps curled up tightly within the confines of his sheets. Undressing down to his boxers, Kyle as quietly as possible slips between the covers as Max automatically cuddles against the warmth of his body. “I’m sorry about tonight,” he whispers against his ear, pulling him tighter into his embrace. A small chuckle escapes his lips as Max muffles something inaudible as he snuggles even closer into his chest. Kyle couldn’t remember ever being this happy. He feels as if his life never really started until Max expressed his love for him. He knows that as long as they have each other nothing can come between. Little does he realize that not long from now their relation was going to be put to the ultimate test and only the love that they share with each other can save it.


Chapter Eleven

“Dammit Kyle…what the hell is your problem today” Max asks a pouting Kyle as they once again meet for another secret rendezvous in the erasure room. It was obvious to Max that something was bothering the man as he continuously thwarts Max’s advances. “We don’t have much time here. I have English and you have….”

“That’s just it…we never have an time anymore. We only get to meet for five or ten minutes at a time here at school and then after school your either working or I have practice. I never get to see you and the fact of the matter in…I am sick and tired of hiding what I feel for you”

“Kyle…you know that we can’t go public with our relationship. There are to many people that would get hurt it we did”

“Right…and we wouldn’t want to hurt anyone with the fact that we love each other. Well…newsflash Max…have you ever stopped to think that you might be hurting me with this shroud of secrecy you demand. I want the world to know what I feel for you and I don’t care that others may get hurt or not understand what he have. I am just so tired of sneaking around. I want to be like other couples…want to hold you hand as we walk down the halls. I want you to wear my Letterman’s jacket so I can show West Roswell High and the world that you are mine…that you Max Evan’s belongs to me”

“Kyle…I do belong to you…you know that. Please try and understand what I am trying to say”

“Yeah…I understand. You know what forget it Evan’s I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep doing this…it hurts too much. I need a break…need time to think about some things. Good bye Max”

“Kyle…please don’t do this” Max pleads to the retreating figure of Kyle. His heart breaks as he replays the words that Kyle has just spoken to him. The truth in the matter was that he was right. Four weeks had passed since they had begun their relationship and in those four weeks they were seeing less and less of each other. With school, activities and jobs there just weren’t enough hours in a day to spare for love. He knew that this day was coming, knew from the first moment that they shared their first kiss that this was going to be a dilemma in their relationship. He knows that Kyle is right that they shouldn’t have to hide the love they feel for each other, but he just isn’t willing to take the risk of finding out how the others will react. Taking a deep breath to clear his numb mind, Max opens the door of the erasure room, coming face to face with a highly pissed off Isabel.

“Isabel” Max screeches startled.

“Max…time for brother and sister to have a nice chat” she growls back, shoving an extremely stunned Max back into the erasure room. You sit there and shut up and let me talk. OK…first I am not going to claim to know what is going on between you and Kyle and I am not going to lie to you and say that I would understand it even if I did…but I know that there is something. I see the way that the two of you look at each other and Max…I have never seen you so relaxed and dare I say it…happy” she continues, pacing back and forth as her hands fly in every direction as she does. “I just saw Kyle race past me in the hall and he was crying Max…Kyle Valenti was crying and I know that it has something to do with you. So…your not leaving this room until you tell me everything that is going on”

Max watches as Isabel locks the door with her powers, turning to face him hands on hips. He gazes into her eyes trying to gage a reaction as he tells her the one thing that he and Kyle were just moments ago fighting over. He knows that if anyone can be trusted with his secret it is Isabel and so without hesitation he begins to speak. “I’m in love with him,” he states plainly as he sit on top of the desk behind him.

“Love him…I knew it” she replies to herself. “How…how long has this been going on Max. What about Liz…have you told her yet…and the rest of us...don’t you think that we deserve to know something as important as this”

“Isabel…I wanted to tell you. I just didn’t know how you were going to react and as for telling anyone else…we haven’t. That is the reason that Kyle stormed out of here” he says saddened knowing that it was he and his cowardess that had cause Kyle the hurt he was experiencing. “Kyle and I have been together for four weeks now and he wants to tell the world…but I am so scared Izzy. I am so afraid that of the reactions that we will have to deal with. I can’t explain what I feel for him…but I know that I love him and I don’t want to lose him over this…but I just can’t do what he wants…not yet”

“Oh Max…I am so sorry. I know that you’re scared…but if you love him…you can’t allow a little thing like this to tear you apart. Do you really care what anyone thinks about you and the love that you feel for Kyle. If it were me…I wouldn’t care one little bit”

“But…I am not you Izzy. I have to put everyone else’s welfare over my own happiness. Why can’t anyone understand that”

“No Max…you don’t. You choose to put everyone else’s welfare over your own happiness…and in the process you lose the one person that means so much to you. You’re being a fool Max…and your going to be the one that suffers in the end” she state truthfully, giving her brother a quick hug as she unlocks the door and leaves Max alone with his thoughts.

He knows that she is right, knows that she only speaks the truth and yet he still cannot allow himself to admit opening what he feels for Kyle. Reluctantly he leaves the room that has held so many cherished memories as he heads for another of his endless classes. As he walks to his class he makes eyes contact with Kyle who is standing outside one of his classes laughing and flirting with one of his many groupies. Anger floods him as he continues to watches. He realizes that he hurt Kyle and this was how he was going to get back at him, by flaunting himself with another girl. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Liz heading towards him and with quick strides, he gathers her into his arms and savagely attacks her lips with his own.

Kyle can’t believe what he is witnessing before him. He was only trying to make Max a bit jealous, trying to make him hurt the way that he was hurting and now there he was in front of him shoving his tongue down the throat of their former girlfriend. This was the finial straw for Kyle, he wasn’t about to waste anymore of his time on Max Evan’s. It was time to forget about him and move on with his life and he knows he has to leave or he will kill Max Evan’s the love of his life with his Behr hands.

“Oh Max” Liz sighs as Max releases the star struck girl, catching her as she loses her balance and almost falls. “I don’t know where that came from but…WOW”

“Um…yeah…right” he stammers as he turns from the blushing girl to find an empty spot where Kyle once stood. Looking frantically from left to right he tries to spot Kyle before he leaves the building. Catching a bit of gold and blue out of the corner of his eyes, Max races for the letterman jacket clad man. “KYLE…WAIT”

“@#%$ OFF EVAN’S” he screams as he continues to make his way out of the building and into the parking lot as he sends Max an indecent finger gesture.

Determination in his step, Max runs like the wind easily catching up with Kyle, forcing him to face him, thwarting him from entering his car. “Kyle…please. I’m sorry…it didn’t mean anything. I was…I” He watches as Kyle glares at him with a deep unbridled hatred. “I love you,” he whispers as he glances around the lot to make sure that none of the other occupants have heard his declaration.

Glancing around the parking lot in a mocking gesture, Kyle once again faces Max. “Don’t worry Max…no one heard your words of bullshit” he states bitterly as he tries to get his overactive hormones under control. “If you love me so much…prove it. I want you to tell me that you love here and now…and say it loud enough so everyone can hear you”

“Kyle…please…you know that I can’t”

Anger unlike any he has ever felt inhabits his body. “I hate you…hate you more then I ever thought possible to hate a man. You have @#%$ up my life for the last two years…but that is all about to come to an end. I want you out of my life…out of my house. I wish…wish that I had never allowed myself to fall for…” Unable to finish his words as his breaking heart renders him speechless, he turns from the man that he knows despite all the hurt and pain he has caused it, will hold his heart until the day that he dies. Jumping into his car, he peels out of the parking lot at a break neck speed.

“KYLE” Max screams after the speeding car. Fear coats him as he watches his car darts dangerously into the lane of traffic. Running in the opposite direction of the fleeing car, Max runs like hell to try and find his friend Maria and her every loving Jetta.

“@#%$ YOU MAX EVAN’S” Kyle screams into the cool air as he weaves blindly through the rush-hour traffic. Tears flow from his eyes hindering his full field on vision, so much so that he never sees the oncoming delivery truck as he smashes his car into it head on.


Chapter Twelve

“Max I wish that I could help you…but my mother has the Jetta today. She needed to go to Dexter for some supplies”

“Thanks Maria” Max says distracted as he turns and walks away from his close friend.

“Not so fast buddy boy…I need to ask you something”

“Maria…please I don’t have time for this” he states again as he continues almost running down the hallway. He has to get to Kyle, he can’t explain why, but something is not right. “I have to find Kyle”

“Are you back with Liz”

“WHAT”

“I said are you back together with Liz”

No Maria…I am not back with Liz. I…I…it just isn’t possible anymore”

“Possible anymore. OK…Maxie Boy I don’t know what the hell is going on with you lately…but it is obvious that something is. I mean look at you…you look amazing. You have the look of love and the way that I just saw Liz floating down the hall in a daze…I just put two and two together and well got four”

“No…Maria we are not back together…it’s complicated”

“Complicated…Max everything pertaining to you and Liz is complicated. That is what you love is all about”

“Maria…I don’t think that I love her anymore”

“WHAT…what do you mean that you don’t think that you love her anymore” she yells stunned as she yanks a blatantly distracted Max back into reality. “Spill girlfriend and spill it now”

Max gawks at the pixie girl standing before him. He longs to talk to Maria about his great love for Kyle and not his ex, but again he finds that he is speechless. “Maria…I just can’t talk about this right now. I need to find Kyle…I’m worried about him”

“Kyle…why the hell do you need to find Kyle” she snaps, hitting Max across the back of his head. “You don’t need to be worried about Kyle…you need to be concerned about Liz and how she is going to take the new that you don’t love her anymore…even after all the @#%$ that she gave up for you and your band of merry aliens”

“Don’t you think that I have thought about that” he growls, rubbing his sore head. “Look…I just can’t deal with this right now. I…”

“You have to find Kyle…got it”

He watches as she throws her hands in the air frustrated as she walks away from him mumbling incoherent words. Turning from Maria he runs in the direction of the schools front doors. A feeling of doom transcends over his dashing body. “Kyle” he whispers aloud as he continues to run. He has no idea where he is running but his heart is directing him and where ever it is taking him it is indicative that he get there quick. “”I’m coming…hang on baby…just hang on”

“Max…Max…please I need you. I need you Max…help me” he attempts to scream as no words escape from him lips. He tries to look around as to access what it is that is exactly happening to him. Each attempt thwarted as bolts of pain flash throughout his battered and bloody body. He can taste it on his swollen lips, feel it as it trickles down the side of his face, blood and yet as his blood spills and his broken body screams out in excruciating pain, all he can think about is Max and the love that he holds for him. “I love you Max,” he wheezes as his world quietly goes black. “Forever”

“NOOOO…KYLE NO” he hollers clutching his chest as he falls to the cemented ground below. He can feel his heart as it beats frantically against his rapidly heaving chest. Something is terribly wrong with Kyle, he can feel his pain as if it were his own; feel his desperation as he clings to a single thread of life. Words flutter throughout his muddled mind for he can hear what it is that Kyle is trying to convey to him. “I love you Max…forever”

“Don’t leave me,” his screams continue as he manages to pull his terrified body off the ground. “I’m coming for you” Determination and adrenalin pump though out him now as he runs blindly in the direction of the man that has captured his heart and soul. Blindly he darts across the nearly deserted side street as images of Kyle flood his memory. Reality is brought quickly back into focus as the squealing of break and the smell of burning rubber hit him full force.

“What the @#%$ are you doing” a highly pissed off man screams, jumping out of his car as he confronts the man he almost hit. “Why don’t you look where the hell you are going. I could have killed you”

“Sean…I need your car”

“What…are you @#%$ high. You may have some kind of mind control on Liz and are able to get her to be your lackey…but not me”

“LOOK SEAN…I NEED YOUR CAR NOW” Max screams crazily, grabbing Sean by the collar as he slams him against the front of the car. “SOMEONE I CARE VERY DEEPLY ABOUT IS HURT…AND I AM EITHER GOING TO TAKE THIS CAR THE EASY WAY OR THE HARD WAY. YOUR CHOICE”

Sean sees the crazed look in Max’s eyes as well as feels the madness as it rolls off of him in waves. He knows that there is something more to Max then meets the eye and as the grip around his collar continues to tighten, he knows that he had better chose the easy way. “Get in…I’ll drive you”

Releasing the hold he has on Sean, he runs to the other side of the car and using his powers unlocks the passenger door and climbs in. “Hospital…now” he states stressfully, staring out the front window. Nodding Sean throws that car into drive as they race in silence towards Roswell’s only hospital.

Chapter Thirteen

“MAX” Jim yells, tears coursing down his craggy face as he runs down the hallway of the antiseptic smelling hospital.

“Where is he…is he ok” he asks frantically, as Jim pulls him into a protective embrace. “Tell me…” He doesn’t need to hear the answer for he already knows. Kyle was critical, hanging onto life by a mere chance of fate. Tears flow silently down his pained face as they continue to hold on to each other as if their lives depend on it. Grief hangs heavy in Max’s heart as he tries to contain his emotions trying to be strong for Jim. He knows that he is the reason that Kyle’s life in hanging in the balance and yet he is unable to express his grief and pain.

“It isn’t good Max. He…he is critical. Severe head trauma…they are performing emergency surgery now to try and control some of the swelling found on his brain. I’m scared Max…really scared. I…I don’t know what I will do if anything were to happen to him. I never even told him I loved him today…he could die and I never told him that I love him”

Forcing a brave front upon his grieving body, Max pulls away from the sobbing man. “Kyle knows that you love him…he always knows. He is going to make it. That is a promise I am making to you right now. I can heal him…I need to heal him” he says fighting the urge to lose what was left of his sanity right there is the arms of Kyle’s father. Taking Jims hand into his own, he leads him to the empty waiting room, where he gently places the man into a cushioned chair. “I am going to call everyone…and bring you some coffee. Are you going to be ok till I get back” Receiving a small nod in response, he leaves Jim alone with his thoughts as he rushes to call the one person that he knows will understand his grief and pain.

“Hello”

“Is…Isabel…I need you” he sobs into the phone. “please…I need you now”

“MAX…MAX…WHAT’S WRONG. WHERE ARE YOU”

“Kyle…accident…need you” he blubbers incoherently into the mouthpiece of the phone. “Hospital”

“Max…I am on my way. I will be there in a few minutes…just hold on Max…I’m coming”

“Hurry…Is…hurry”

The receiver falls from his hand as he sinks to the floor of the tiny phone booth. Unable to hinder it anymore, he finally gives into his breaking heart and allows his grief to overcome him. Tears of anguish, tears of pain and tears of knowing flows like a raging stream from his eyes. He is unable to stop them and in truth he doesn’t want to. He wants to suffer, wants to hurt like Kyle is hurting at this very moment and so he embraces it, wears it as a shroud as he continues to sit, unable to move as he waits for his sister.

“Max…” Isabel screeches, as she finally spots her brother crouched on the dirty floor on the phone booth. “We’ve been looking all over for you. Are you ok” she asks as he pulls him from where he sits and pulls him into her loving embrace.

“It’s all my fault…I caused this. He just wanted me to speak the truth and I let him down…now I’ve killed him. “I’ve killed the one person that I love more then life itself” he sobs as he clutches to Isabel allowing them to rack his bone weary body yet again. “I did this to him…all he wanted to do was love me…and I killed him”

“MAX…NO. You’re not doing this to yourself. This is not your fault…it was a stupid senseless accident”

“You don’t understand…I kissed Liz. I kissed Liz in front of Kyle and he ran off. I just wanted him to hurt…” his sobs continue. “I need him Is…I can’t live without him. I don’t know what I will do if he were to die”

“You listen to me and you listen to me good Max Evan’s. This is no ones fault. Kyle is a strong and vital young man…and he is going to survive this. We all our…remember together as a team we can get through anything”

“I love him so much Is. I have for such a long time…he makes me happy”

“ I know you do…and he loves you. It is written clearly on both of your faces. We are going to get through this…Kyle is going to get through this. You seem to have forgotten you’re an alien king with some pretty special powers”

“I didn’t forget” he hiccups, pulling away from his sister. “I was just waiting till I could see him. What if I can’t…what if I can’t heal him”

“You can…and you will. But we have to do this the right way Max. We have to be discrete and not draw attention to ourselves. Max…listen to me. You have to heal the wounds on the inside…but you have to leave the ones on the outside…they have to heal naturally. She hates to be the bitch in this type of situation, but she knows all to well what can happen when powers are used carelessly. A shutter runs through her spine as images of what he saw in Max’s mind that night in the white room fill her head. “We just need to be careful…ok”

“I…I know…careful. I just need to do this…need to know that he is ok”

“Come on” she whispers, wiping his tear stained face with a bandana removed from around her neck. Everyone is looking for you”

“Everyone” he questions as he allows his sister, his salvation to lead him down the echoing hallway.

“The whole gang is here…even Sean for some strange reason. We are all here for you Max…we always will be here”


Chapter Fourteen

Together the tight knit group of friends huddle together in wait of some word, any word of their injured friend and in Max’s case lover. No words are spoken as they sit in silence safe in the knowledge that together they can get through this. Off to the side of the waiting room Max catches Jim sitting alone deep in thought as he paces back and fourth on the faded linoleum floor. With a small reassuring smile as to let him know that he is ok, Max removes his hand from where she holds it and makes his way over to Jim. “You ok” he asks placing his hand on the mans quivering shoulders.

“About as ok as I can be…I guess” he responds as he lightly pats his hand. “I just wish that someone would tell us something. It’s been four hours already”

“He is going to be fine…I just know he is” he states matter of factly as the two men sit in the corner away from the rest.

“You and Kyle have become close…don’t think that I havne’t noticed”

“You know” Max asks astonished.

“Of course I know. Kinda hard not to know…when I see it with my own eyes”

“I guess that I am just surprised that you’re ok with it”

“Why woulnd’t I be ok with it. I have been trying to get you and Kyle to get over your differences from the beginning. I know that you two have become friends…and I just want you to know that means the world to me”

“Friends” he whispers, trying to hide his disappointment. “Jim…I…I need to tell you something. Something about Kyle and I” taking a deep breath he tries to collect his thoughts as he begins to tell Jim the truth about Kyle and their relationship. “I…we…that is Kyle and I are…”

“Mr. Valenti” a scrub dressed doctor says as she walks towards the two now standing men. All thought of spilling the truth forgotten as he awaits the words the doctor will speak. “Mr. Valenti…my name is Dr. Donna Caron” she states as she extends her hand to Kyle’s father. “I was the one who preformed the surgery on your son this evening. It was pretty much touch and go for a while there…but he is doing well now and resting comfortably in the recovery room”

“He’s going to be ok then”

“Well…it is still too early to say…but lets just say that I am extremely confidant that Kyle will make a full and complete recovery in no time at all”

“Praise Buddha” Jim laughs out loud as he pulls a stunned doctor in for a hug. “Thank you doctor…thank you so much. Can we see him” he asks, pointing towards the group of friends now huddled around them, anxious looks covering their young faces.

“Only immediate family is allowed in the recovery room. But…they are more then welcome to visit him in the morning when he is moved to his own room…but only if he is up to it”

“I’d like to see my son now if you don’t mind. My son and I would like to see Kyle now” he states happily, as he places his arms around a astonished Max.

“Follow me”

“Tell him that we are here and thinking of him,” Maria shouts behind the two men as they make their way to see the man that they both love.

Both men stand in traumatized silence as they gaze at a bed ridden Kyle. Max can feel his heart stop beating in his chest as he looks from one machine to the next as they litter the area surrounding his bed. Beeps and strange noises can be heard echoing through out the small private room, and with each one heard it breaks his still heart more and more. “Kyle…son…its dad…and Max. Can you hear me son all your friends are in the lobby waiting to talk to you. Kyle…I love you son and we are going to get through this together” Yet unable to move, Max watches as the older Valenti places a small kiss on his sons forehead.

“Mr. Valenti…can I speak with you for a few moments” the doctor asks poking her head into the room.


“Um…sure” he responds, wiping the tears that have escaped from his eyes. “Max…come and talk to him. I bet he would love to know that you’re here for him”

Nodding he moves to where Jim stood moments before, as Jim and the doctor exit the room. “Oh Kyle” he whispers, talking Kyle’s limp hand into his own as a torrent of fresh tears roll down his already tear stained face. The man that lay before him was so battered and bruised and if not for the slight dimpled chin, Max would not have recognized him. Kyle’s once perfectly manicured head of hair was now gone, shaved to the scalp and in it’s place a mass of zig zagging stitches. “I am so sorry for everything. I never meant for this to happen. I want you to know that I love you. I love you with all my heart and soul…and I want you to come back to me. I need you…and I am sorry that I was to stubborn to realize how much I was hurting you with my forcing you to keep our secret. I love you Kyle…and I want to be with only you” Unaware that Jim has re-entered the room, Max leans over and places a soft loving kiss on Kyle’s soft lips.

Before he has a chance to comprehend what is happening, Max feels a pair of hands pulling him from the one that he loves, feels the blow to his face as his body reels backwards against the wall. “You @#%$ sicko” he hears him scream as another blow is made to his face. “What the @#%$ did you think you were doing to my son”

“JIM…NO” Max screams as yet another of Jims fists makes contact with his too weary to fight body. “I love him…we love each other. He wanted to tell you…but I asked him not to”

“LIAR…MY SON IS NOT A @#%$ QUEER. GET OUT…GET OUT BEFORE I KILL YOU”

“I…I haven’t healed him yet” Max screams franticly as he tries to make his way past Jim to heal Kyle

“YOU STAY THE @#%$ AWAY FROM HIM.

“NOOO…PLEASE DON’T DO THIS” Max screams tearfully as Jim grabs him by the back of his shirt and flings him face first out of the open door were he lands of the cold floor of the hallway. “Please…Jim…he needs me…I need him…don’t do this to us”

“Kyle…doesn’t need anyone but me. You get out of my face. Pack your @#%$ up and get the hell out of my house. I don’t ever want to see you face again…or I swear to god I will kill you with my bare hands”

Screaming and a loud commotion break the deadening silence of the hospital causing the five huddling teens to inspect what might be the cause of it. Upon reaching the cause of the noise and commotion, the teens can only stand in obscene silence at the scene that plays out before them. Max sprawled on the floor weeping as if his heart is literally breaking in half and Jim former sheriff of Roswell looming over him calling him names that confuses and shocks them. They look from one to the other in hopes of making sense of what they see only to find the same look of complete shock and astonishment covering their faces.

“Max…Sheriff…why are you doing this” she screams already knowing the answer before either one can answer her.

“Stay out of this Isabel” Jim screams continue as he once again lunges for Max, yanking him off the floor landing his fist into the tender stomach of the boy.

“Sheriff…stop this…please. This isn’t worth it”

Heaving himself from the floor once again. Max stands before his tight group of friends, as out of the corner of his eye he sees Michael and Sean try and contain the crazed father of his lover. He stares at each one of their dazed faces as they wait for a reply as to what it is that they just witnessed here. Taking a deep breath to steady his wildly beating heart, he utters the only words that can truly express the range of love that he feels for Kyle Valenti. “I…I…I love him. With all my heart and my soul…and nothing you say or do to me…” he states proudly glaring at Jim Valenti. “will ever take that away from me. I love him. Wiping at the fresh tears that now cascade freely down his smiling face, Max turns and runs in the opposite direction, leaving his friends stunned and gaping as they watch his retreating figure.

“He told you” Isabel asks afraid to speak louder then a whisper. “He told you about what they feel for each other and you tried to beat him senseless”

“He didn’t tell me anything…he didn’t have a chance to because he was to busy trying to molest my comatose son” he snaps madly at the woman that stands angrily before him.

“What the hell are you talking about” Michael yells, tightening the hold that he has on Valenti.

“I mean Michael…that I caught your friend Max trying to make out with my son as he lay in a coma fighting for his life”

“Your really sick you know that” Michael roars, easily slamming Jim into the wall with the use of his powers, knocking Sean to the floor from the brunt of the blast. “Max is not like that…and I should kill you for even thinking that he is”

“Michael…stop it. It’s true…well…not true” Isabel states sternly, as she tries to come up with the words that will thoroughly explain what it is that Max and Kyle have. “I mean…”

“Well…which is it Is. Are you trying to tell me that Max is some sick @#%$ that makes out with people in coma’s”

“NO…it isn’t like that. Max and Kyle…they…they are in love with each other”

“WHAT” a chorus of shouts echo throughout the corridor. ,

‘NO…IT’S NOT TRUE” Liz proclaims as she begins backing away for her group of friends. “HE…HE…LOVES ME”

“LIZ…I’m sorry” Isabel states sadly at the look of complete devastation that crosses her friends face.

“NO…NO…I WON’T BELIEVE THAT”

“You heard it with your own ears…and I can’t believe that you’re being this selfish about this”

“I’m not listening to this” Jim states angrily as he attempts to extricate himself from the clutches of Michael.

“Oh yes you are…you all are” she states determinedly. “Liz…Maria…get your asses over to that lobby…and Michael and Sean if your would be so kind as to bring Mr. Valenti when you join us also….NOW”

With the look of pure evil that now covers the usually beautiful girls face the cluster of friends trip over each other as well as themselves as they make their way towards the place where she has indicated. “Why thank you” she replies sweetly the same look of evil still covering her face. “Now…you will all sit there and shut the hell up as I talk. You will not interrupt me…nor will you attempt to leave until I am done. Does everyone understand what it is that I have just said” she asks sarcastically as she looks from face to face looking for an opportunity to hurt someone.

“Very good…now here we go. Plainly put…Max and Kyle are in love” looking around she dares anyone to say one word in response to what she has just said and when she receives none, she continues. “They are in love with each other and as far as I can tell they have been for quite a long time. Haven’t one of you noticed the looks of happiness and contentment that covers both of their faces…or have you been to busy wrapped up in your own little worlds to notice this in two of your best friends. Max no longer has the look of gloom and doom that usually covers his face and Kyle…he has lost that look of being pissed off at the world. Together…they have found the one thing that makes them happiest in the world…they have found love. I am not going to claim that I wasn’t shocked and confused when I first found out…because that is furthest from the truth. But…I dream walked both of them…and you know what I found…complete and utter love and commitment for each other. They need each other…more so now then before. Liz…Sheriff…I know that you are both confused and hurt…but you have to move on and think about more then yourselves…you have to think of them. Michael…Maria…I know that this makes no sense to you…but they deserve the chance to be happy together…with their friends by their sides. Oh…and Sean…you will keep your mouth shut about this…until they deem it time to let everyone else in on their little secret…got it”

Afraid to speak for fear of the wrath of Isabel Evan’s, Sean nods his head in a gesture that he understands, as he tries to comfort a sobbing Liz.

“This actually makes more sense then I ever realized” Maria states absentmindedly. “I mean…right before the prom I was joking with Kyle about his lack of sexual feelings for Tess. I was just kidding…who knew that I was so close to the truth. You don’t have to worry Isabel…Max and Kyle have our love and support…don’t they Michael”

“Right…I mean…I don’t understand how it is that two grown men can have feelings for each other like that…but Max is my best friend and Kyle has stood by us through thick and thin”

“Good…Liz” Isabel asks as she looks at the girl that has loved her brother devoutly for the last two years.

“I…I…I just can’t” she cries out anguished as she runs from the lobby with a love sick Sean running behind her.

“Sheriff”

“I just can’t deal with this right now. I have to think about Kyle and his recovery. Please…Isabel…try to understand that” he says sadly as he pulls away from the hold that Michael still has on him and makes his way head hung low towards Kyle’s room.

Tears glisten in her eyes as she stands before her two remaining friends. “Come on Isabel…let’s get you home” she hears one of them say as an arm encompasses her waist, leading her down the deserted corridor. She couldn’t make out a face or as voice, all she could do was allow them to guide her weary and sadden self out of the hospital. She knows that Kyle has a long road to a full recovery, but without Max by his side that he will never fully recover, physically as well as emotionally.

Chapter Fifteen

Running, it is all that he can think of as his feet hit the pavement taking him in an unknown direction. His lungs fight for air as his heart hammers crazily in his chest. Fatigue blankets him and yet he continues to run like the wind. Images of Kyle flood his mind as well as the horrible confrontation between him and Jim. Unaware of his surrounding, he doesn’t see the discarded newspaper as he steps upon it, losing his balance and crashing to the hard pavement below. “@#%$” he screams anguished as he picks himself up and scans his surroundings. Small tormented peels of laughter escapes from his bloodied face as he takes in the sight of the building in front of him. People stare at the man that laughs crazily for no apparent reason. Little do they know that there is a reason for his madness, for it is this same building that has brought him the happiest and the saddest moments of his short life. It was this very building that he saved the life of the woman that he once felt was his soul mate and it was also in this building that he was alerted to the death of one of his best friends. With a swipe of his hand, he breaks into the CrashDown Café as he makes his way to the table that has become so much a part of his life. Sliding into the booth, he sinks down the greasy pleather seat until he is huddling under the table alone with his toughts and his pain.

“Really Sean…I’m ok” Liz assures him as she walks into the CrashDown, trying to get away from the man that has hounded her from the first day he returned to Roswell. “I just need to spend some time alone…to make sense of what we’ve learned. Thanks for taking me home…I’ll call you later” Pushing the insistent man out the door, she locks it and makes her way to her room so she can be alone to collect her thoughts. A noise catches her attention as she passes one of the many booths in the restaurant. “Hello’ she cries out a bit frightened since the Crash Down has been closed for the last few hours. “Is anybody there”

Walking towards the noise, she slowly bends looking under the table to find a crouching, sobbing Max. “Max..” she whispers crawling under the crowded table where he sits. “Max…what the hell are you doing here”

“I’m sorry…I didn’t know where else to go” he sobs broken hearted as he looks deep into the eyes of the woman that he knows he has hurt deeply with his earlier confession. “I’m sorry Liz…I just didn’t know where else to go”

Still hurt by his words of devotion for Kyle, Liz pushes her pain and anguish aside in an attempt to help the man that she still loves with all her heart and soul. “Shhh” she whispers, trying to sooth him as much as is allowed in the cramped area. “No matter what happens between us…you know that can always come here…you can always come to me. Max…come with me” Taking his hand the two crawl from under the cramped table, as Liz leads him to nearby table. “Sit here…I will be right back”

He watches as she walks away, leaving his alone with his jumbled thoughts again, only to return with a plate of food and a drink. “Something tells me that you haven’t eaten since earlier today” he hears her say as she places the dish before him. “I know that we have a lot to discuss…but eat first and then we can talk for as long as you like”

“I don’t deserve you” he states earnestly.

“No…you don’t” she replies with a weary smile. “But you stuck with me…regardless”

“Thank you…you don’t know how much that means to me”

“Your welcome…now eat”

Obeying orders, Max digs greedily into the sandwich and bag of chips that Liz has put in front of him. The truth was he couldn’t remember the last time he had eaten that day. Breakfast had been spent as every morning was spent making out with Kyle on the couch till they reluctantly had to break apart to leave for school. Lunch was spent together with Kyle in the erasure room as he attempted to make out with him. Yet another batch of tears glisten in his eyes as the thoughts of this afternoon replay in his already muddled head. Thoughts of food now forgotten Max looks to Liz a glimmer of hope in his eyes. “Liz…I know that I don’t deserve this…. but I need your help. I need you to distract Valenti so I can sneak into Kyle’s room and heal him. I need to do this…I have to or I think that I just might lose what is left of my sanity”

Unable to deny Max anything, despite the pain that he has caused her, Liz slowly nods her head as she reaches out her hand to him. “Kyle is my friend too…and anything that you can do to ease his sufferings…I will be there with you every step of the way”

“Thank you. I just want you to know that I do love you Liz…” Max whispers reassuringly giving her hand a slight squeeze. “and I never meant to hurt you. But…what I feel for Kyle…it just happened. It surprised me just as much as it did you…but it feels right. I love him…I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I think that we both know that you and I are better off as friends. We work well together as a team…just not as a couple” Not thinking that it is possible, Max’s heart breaks a little more as he watches the tears glistening in Liz’s eyes slide down her beautiful face. He knows that he doesn’t deserve the love and friendship that she has for him and that he was being selfish in asking her to help him heal the lover that he broke her heart for. But he knows that he must, he knows that despite the damage that he has inflicted to her already wounded heart that Liz Parker will stand beside him come what may until the end. “Liz…”

“You really do love him…don’t you” she asks quietly, absently mindedly wiping at her spilling tears.

“I do…I can’t explain it Liz. I never wanted to hurt you…but I seem to be doing it time and time again. I don’t know what I will do if anything happens to him. I don’t think that I can live without him by my side”

“There was a time when you felt that way for me” she whispers, removing her hand from within his as she begins to pace the aisle of the restaurant. “I can’t claim to understand how you went from loving me to loving him…but I meant what I said Max. I will always be here for you…for the both of you. I promise. So come on what are we waiting for…lets go heal Kyle”

“I love you Liz…I always will and thank you” he exclaims happily, jumping off the chair that he sits on, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

“I love you too. Now…lets get going”

Chapter Sixteen


Standing outside Kyle’s room the two teens watch as Jim lovingly attends to his still comatose son. Fatigue is evidently written all over his face as well as in the way that he carries himself. “The poor man…I can’t even imagine what he is going through” Liz whispers as they continue to watch through the glass window of Kyle’s hospital room. Max knows all to well that pain and anguish that Jim is suffering as he is also experiencing the same. He knows that Jim walking in on him earlier as he spouted words of love and regret are some of his added heartache, but for knows that he has to put such thoughts on the back burner. He knows that eventually he will have another confrontation with Jim over his love of Kyle, but for now all that matters is getting Jim out of the room so he can heal the man that he loves.

“Are you ready” he asks as butterflies spring to life in his already topsy-turvy stomach. Fear cloaks him as thoughts of the night he was unable to heal Alex invades his mind. Images of his friend, covered in blood. Images of him placing his hands upon his cold already dead chest, knowing full well that he is already dead, but needing to try to heal him anyway. Cold fear fills his heart as the realization once again hits him that he may not be able to save Kyle, that because of his weakness, because of his complete fear Kyle may never fully recover or worse yet may never wake up.

“Max…it wasn’t your fault. You did what you could,” Liz whispers, as if knowing what it is he is thinking. Cupping Max’s face into her hands, jarring him from his harrowing thoughts, she continues. “Alex died at the hands of Tess…you had nothing to do with it. You need to stop doing this to yourself and focus on Kyle and the love that you have for him. You can heal him Max…you have to”

Nodding silently, he watches as Liz knocks gently on the hospital room door as not to startle Kyle’s dad too much. “Liz…what are you still doing here. I thought everyone left earlier,” he asks indicating for Liz to enter the room. “Your really not supposed to be in here…but I don’t think that it will hurt for you to stay for a few minutes…and right now I think that Kyle needs his friends more then ever”

Seconds drag on as if hours as Liz and he Jim converse in Kyle’s room. Max has no idea how Liz is going to get him out of the room, but he has faith that she is ingenious enough to endure the task. He observes as Liz places her hand upon the hand on Kyle’s placing a small kiss on his pale face. Watches as her face crumbles into a mass of upset and tears. Watches as Jim evokes her into his loving embrace as he leads her towards the exit of the room. Frantically Max looks for a place to hide as the two make their way into the corridor, opting for the ladies restroom located directly behind him. Slamming the door behind him, he allows a few seconds to pass before he opens it making sure that the coast it clear. Confident that it is, he quickly makes his way into Kyle’s room, preparing to save the life of the man that he will always love. Silently he runs his hands over the battered and bruised body of the man laying before him.

Labored breaths escape from his lungs as he begins to heal what is broken within Kyle. Isabel’s words of warning flash in his mind as he does this, invoking a bitter battle deep within himself. One half longs to completely heal the man that he loves with all his heart and soul. It is a side that chooses to ignore the implications that will arise with this healing, as long as it is safe in the knowledge that Kyle body and minds are fully rejuvenated. The other half, full of common sense realizes the implications and the full extent of the aftermath as thoughts of the white room once again fill his head. Sweat glistens from his pores as the healing continues, both sides continuing with their raging battle within. “What do I do Kyle” he whispers to the unresponsive man before him. “I love you so much and yet I don’t know what I should do”

Laying his powerful hands atop Kyle’s severely bruised and sutured head, he decides to listen to his heart and ignore the implications. He knows that he is the sole reason for Kyle’s immediate injuries as he concentrates on the swelling located within the deep recesses of his brain. Words of love and complete devotion are wordlessly expresses as the healing begins. A mirage of imagery race past him as he makes the connection that will cure Kyle of his ills. Images of happier times before him and the pod squad had invaded his life. Football games and times with friends. Fishing with his father and their times spent together sharing hopes for the future. He experiences his pride of having Liz by his side but knowing that deep inside it was the love of another that he longed for. He experiences his sadness at losing the closeness that he shared with Liz at the hands of another and his complete devastation when it is reveled that it is the one that he has loved for so long who he has lost her too. And as quickly as the images appear they disappear at the completion of the healing.

Toughly drained, but safe in the knowledge that Kyle will safely recover, Max falls spent to the tiled floor below. Pulling himself wearily into the bed side chair, Max attempts to recapture his quickly fading energy as he places Kyle’s warm hand within his own. “Kyle…Kyle can you hear me” he pants finding it extremely hard to speak. “Your…your going to be ok. I healed you. I need you to open your eyes for me. Please baby…you have to open your eyes for me” With still no response Max lays his head upon the hand that he holds allowing his heavy lidded eyes to close for just a few moments as he recoups his failed energy. Unable to fight the fatigue that inhibits his body, he instead embraces it as it shuts out all that is wrong with the would. “Tubby” he hears a voice echo in his dream filled haze. “Tubby…wake up. Wake up…”

A slight touch upon his weary face, jerks him from his slumber. His eyes widen in amazement as the full extent of the situation unfolds before him as tears for what feels like the hundredth time the evening flow freely from his eyes. ‘Kyle…Kyle” he chokes out, finding that he is unable to form any other coherent sentences.

“I was saying for you to get up and get your tubby ass in this bed with me” Kyle says weakly as he continues to softly run his hand across his too stunned to move lovers face.

As the world around him sharply comes into view and reality hits him sharply upon his head as Max finds that he is now finally able to speak coherently. “I…I can’t. I…might hurt you” he replies sorrowfully, removing Kyle’s hand from his tear soaked face.

“Get you tubby tub tub ass in this bed with me now” he orders a bit more strongly, as he moves over to the side of the bed, grunting in pain as he does.

“Kyle…please”

“Max…I need to feel you near me…please don’t make me beg”

Fearfully he climbs into the bed, laying as gently as possible besides him. Silence falls over them as they lay side by side; both afraid to make the first move as they gaze into each other’s promise filled eyes. “I…I…thought I was going to lose you” Max sobs breaking the still silence. “I was so afraid Kyle…so afraid”

“Hey…I am here and I am ok”

“This is all my fault. I was afraid and almost lost you because of it. I am so sorry Kyle”

“This isn’t your fault,” he whispers, placing his fingers under Max’s chin, lifting it up until the two are eye level. “I knew that you loved me…and yet I acted like a spoiled brat when I didn’t get my way. We both made mistakes and acted stupid…but we will grow stronger from it and we will survive it”

“Your father knows about us…and everyone else”

“You told them”

“No…not really. I was trying to talk to you…to see if I could get you to hear me and he walked in as I placed a kiss on your lips. He got upset and well…I had to leave. I’m sorry Kyle…I didn’t want him to find out this way”

“I love you Max…and I love my father…but I won’t give you up. Either he accepts the love that I have for you…or I…or we find a place of our own”

“He’s your father…I won’t let that happen” Max states strongly, pulling Kyle into his arms as he feels Kyle lay his head upon his chest. “I love you Kyle…but I won’t come between the two of you. Give him time Kyle…maybe he will come to understand what it is that we feel for each other. If not…then we deal with that it when the time comes”

“Just promise that you won’t ever leave me” Kyle whispers into Max’s chest, inhaling the scent of the man. “I couldn’t bare it if you did”

“I will never leave you…and that is a promise that you can guarantee. I love you…my slippery Buddha bear” Max giggles happily for the first time in such a long time as he places a tiny kiss upon Kyle’s shaved head.

“And I love you…my tubby tub tub” he replies back, gazing into the hazel flecked eyes of the man that he knows he will grow old with. He can see his future in Max Evan’s eyes. He can see a life spent together in love, as they never again allow their fears of the unknown to rip them apart. Truth be told he really doesn’t know what the future will hold for the two of them, but the one thing that he does know is that as long as they are together they will be able to conquer the world. Oblivious to his previous pain, Kyle places his lips softly against those of Max. Sensing his need for more, Max gently returns the gesture as he kisses him back, pulling him tighter against his trembling body. The lovers are enjoying the feeling of being together once again, so much so that neither notices that another has entered the room, been listening to their expressions of love. Neither notice the tears that stream down his face, as their spoken words reach his once maddened heart. Nor do they notice him as he leaves the two lovers alone safe in their sheltered world, at least for the moment.

“Kyle…I need to go before your father gets back”

“No” he whispers, nuzzling his face into the crevice of his neck once again inhaling the scent that is only Max Evan’s. “I don’t want you to leave…stay with me tonight”

“Listen to me…I will be back as soon as I can. I promise you that. But…your father has had enough to deal with today. He doesn’t need to add another confrontation with me. You…you also need to rest…so you can get well and come back home to me”

“Max…”

“I love you Kyle…and I will be back later…but I have to go” Placing a finial kiss upon his lips, Max reluctantly removes himself from the warm bed of Kyle’s and makes his way for the door. “Love you”

“I love you too…and I’ll miss you” Kyle whispers, blowing a kiss in the direction of the man that has captured his heart.

“Me too” Max smiles, catching the invisible kiss and placing it over his heart as he walks out the door.

With one final glimpse he watches though the window as Kyle snuggles under the covers and sinks into the final stages of slumber, a huge grin covering his gorgeous face. Turning to head for home, he finds himself face to face with a pair of piercing blue eyes so much like Kyle’s and yet so different. Caught off guard Max steps back tripping over his own feet in his haste and falls to the floor. “I…I am sorry” he stammers nervously awaiting the oncoming attack like the one he had received before. “I had to see him again…had to make sure that he was ok” He jumps back in fear as the hand that had delivered many blows to his body earlier reaches out yet again, only this time it was not formed in a fist of haltered and spite, but as a gesture of peace and helping. Nervously he takes the hand of the man that could literally make or break the relationship he longs to have with the love of his life.

“Just give me time,” the man states plainly as he pats Max on the shoulder, then turns and enters the room of him son.



Chapter Seventeen

“I can’t believe you talked my pop into allowing you to pick me up” Kyle laughs giddily as he pins Max against the wall with his fully healed body and viscously attacks his lips under his own.

“I didn’t” Max attempts to say, as Kyle yet again goes in for another round of tonsil hockey. Not that he minded being attacked by the man, it was something that he knows he will never tire of, something that he will long for until the day he dies. “It was his idea” he finally is able to say as they both fight for much needed air.

“His idea. Man…he must be coming around to accept us now”

“Well…I think that we still have a long way to go until I will be invited over for family dinners…but it is start”

“He will come around Max…he knows that I love you and that I have no intention of giving your tubby ass up”

“I know. I just wish that I could get my parents to understand” Max states wistfully. “My mother just avoids the topic and my father won’t even look at me”

“Come here” Kyle, says opening his arms wide inviting Max to enter his loving embrace and locking them around his body as he does. “We just have to give them both time. It must have come as a shock for them to learn that their only son was in love with another man. I mean to us it’s natural…but to the outside world it is completely unnatural”

“ I love you Kyle…and I don’t care what anyone says or thinks anymore. All that matters is that I have your arms around me whenever I need them…to know that you love me no matter what”

“Always” Kyle whispers placing a kiss on his forehead. “But for now…lets get the hell out of here. I can’t stand this place for another minute”

“Right” Max laughs as he takes Kyle hand and leads him out of the room. “Come on lets get you home”

“Well…I wasn’t really thinking about home per say. I was thinking more along the lines of spending some alone time together…if you know what I mean” he grins evilly. Wiggling his eyebrows. “Someplace where I can properly ravage that beautiful body of yours”

“I’ve actually already thought of that,” Max states earnestly as he pulls Kyle tautly against his already warming body. “I need to ravage you just as badly”

“Oh my Buddha” is his only response as Max open kisses him like he has never been kissed before. Love and pride flow throughout his body as Max walks past the gawkers who have witnessed their passionate kiss without so much as a second glance. Max had changed so much in the too weeks since his accident. He no longer worried about what the world thought about their love affair. He was open and honest with his displays of affection and each and every time that he touched him or kissed him in public it only made Kyle love him even more then he ever thought possible.

Max had decided to be honest with his parents also. No longer able to live in the same house as the older Valenti, Max had temporally moved back into his parent’s home. One night out of the blue, he had decided that they needed to know the truth about several aspects of his life, excluding the fact that he was a hybrid king of an alien planet. His parents took the news, as Max feared they would and that night he moved in with Michael until other arrangements could be made. “Get in” he hears Max growl agaist the sensitive skin of his neck.

“What the hell is this” Kyle laughs outright at the bucket of bolts that sits before him.

“This…my darling lover is my new car” Max states proudly as he opens the door in an attempt to assist Kyle inside.

“What…you bought this piece of junk. OMG Max…what were you thinking when you bought this”

“What…I love this car. It is a classic”

“A classis piece of @#%$” his laughter continues as he falls into the front seat as Max angrily slams the door behind him. “Hey…Max…sorry…don’t be mad” he says trying to sooth ruffled feathers as Max climbs in on his own side slamming that door also. “Just promise me that in this relationship that I will be the only one to make major money purchases”

“Kyle…I swear to…” Kyle latches his lips onto Max’s before he can finish his sentence. Panting heavily for breath, as they break apart, he speeds out of the hospital parking lot heading for a secret destination.

“Where are we going anyway” Kyle finally asks, sliding across the leather seat as Max wraps his arm loosely around his shoulder.

“It’s a surprise” he replies, pecking Kyle’s lips quickly before he returns his full concentration back onto the open road. Minutes later he pulls the car off into a deserted side road stopping as they reach a open clearing.

“OMG…this is so beautiful” Kyle states in awe as he looks at the view before him.

“I know…this is my favorite place. I come here when I need time away to think things through. I have never shown this place to anyone else…but I wanted to share it with you. I want this to be out secret place…a place where we can come to get away from the craziness of the world and just be together”

Breaking the gaze that the view holds on him, Kyle turns to his lover placing a fevered kiss upon his lips. “Thank you…this means more to me then anything in the world”

“Your welcome” Max replies, as he kisses Kyle back. Breaking his kiss, Max flips over the back of the front seat landing in the back. “Come check out how roomy the back seat is” he groans as he easily grabs the younger man, yanking him also over the seat as he pins him to the back one.

Together the two share an earth shattering kiss that cause emotions to fly and cocks to harden. The time for play is over as Max with steady hands removes the clothing that separates them with his powers. Moan of pleasure can be heard as they continue to explore new and yet uncharted territory. In truth Max and Kyle had been nude together before, but what they were about to embark on was new, it was thrilling and terrifying at the same time, but it was something that both had longed for some time now. With unsure hands, but safe in the love that he holds for Kyle, Max begins to kiss his way down the chest of the burly man laying below him. Licking a sensitive nipple with his hot tongue, he feels it harden at his touch as he continues on his journey to Mecca. Kyle’s lust filled moans of pleasure are music to his ears as he takes his man hood fully into his warm, wet mouth, cherishing his first taste of Kyle.

“OMG…don’t stop…please don’t stop”

“Never” Max murmurs agaist his every hardening shaft as he continues to ride it hard with his mouth. Up and down he run his tongue along the pulsing veins, gently nipping at the tip with his teeth with each ride. Sensing Kyle’s urgency, Max increases the pressure and the speed of his ministrations sending Kyle screaming his name out on the wind as his orgasm washes over him.

“Now…it is my turn” Kyle replies, hungrily opting to forgo foreplay as he takes Max’s already rock hard dick into his eager mouth. “Words unlike Kyle has ever heard spout from Max’s lips as he continues to deep throat the man that he loves. “@#%$…@#%$…@#%$” Max screams as Kyle’s deep-throated efforts pay off causing him to spurt his seed down his lover’s throat.

“Well…you’ve got quite an active vocabulary there Mr. Evan’s” Kyle teases as he lays atop Max, snuggling deeper within his arms.

“Well…you do bring out the best in me” he replies happily, pulling Kyle’s warm body even tighter against his own. Closing his eyes, Max relishes the warmth that is generated between the two of them. He no longer fears what anyone thinks of his relationship with Kyle. All that matters to him is that Kyle stay safe and in his arms for always. “I love you my slippery Buddha bear…forever” he whispers drowsily into the stubbled head of the man that he loves with all his heart and soul.

I love you…my tubby tub tub…always” Is his response as the two drift off into blissful sleep safe in the arms of the ones that they love.

The End