"Wear protection!" Mail called as Nate and Chester slipped into the limo and closed the door.

"...Was that...Mihael Keehl?" Chester asked Nate.

"Hm? Oh, yeah," Nate said, as if it were nothing. "Mister Leather pants himself! Well, okay... that's his character, but they do make his butt look nice."

He blushed a little bit.

"Must really be staring a lot to notice." Chester chuckled. "Maybe we should get you a pair."

Nate turned to the other for a moment, his cheeks red, before he grinned. "Sounds good to me. But are you sure? They'll be hell to get back off."

"If they're tight enough, we might not even have to take them off." Chester smirked.

The albino boy snorted rather cutely before he started to giggle, covering his mouth with his hand.

"Probably feel better than the jeans." Chester reached down and ran his hand down Nate's leg slowly.

Nate's giggles stopped and his cheeks lit up even more as he looked at the man, a devious look in his eyes.

Chester pecked Nate's lips before he leaned back.

"...Try not to let the crowd overwhelm you." Chester said softly. "If you really need to leave, just tell me."

"You said we only needed to stay about ten minutes, right?" Nate hummed. "I think I'll be okay."

"You have your inhaler?" Chester asked.

Giving a small noise if annoyance, Nate patted his jeans pocket. "Yes, mom."

"Lemme hold onto it." Chester held out his hand.

Pulling it out of his pocket, Nate handed it over, before he asked, "Why?" as if it were an afterthought.

"So that I can take your breath away." Chester said as he pocketed the inhaler. "And then give it back."

He smiled.

"...Do you want some wine with that cheese?" Nate asked, though he smiled.

"You like cheese." Chester leaned in and kissed the other boy again.

"I love cheese," Nate confirmed, climbing into the other's lap and pressing their lips together firmly.

--Scene Change--

"Fine, fine!" Missy sighed, waving her hand in a very Misa-fashion - Mihael was sure she was spending too long in character, really - before she huffed and crossed her arms. "I'll drive you to the party... but I am not going in and I am certainly not showing up as your date again!"

She tossed her hair over her shoulder and rolled her eyes.

"Its really weird when people assume we're dating," She informed. "Seeing as you're my brother, Mihael!"

"Half-brother." Mihael added pointedly. "But don't pretend like it's not weird for me too."

He crossed his arms in a huff- looking almost exactly like the older blonde girl in front of him...clean down to the cocked hips.

"Gah, don't do that!" She shrieked. "We're not twins!"

The girl turned and clicked the button on her keys, unlocking the door to her jet black car. It wasn't some expensive car - in fact it was one of those electric, environment-saving ones. Missy had always been a tree-huger.

The two slipped in and closed the doors. Missy hit a button and the engine roared to life- well it was more a purr than a roar because of the hybrid engine. Before they'd begun to pull out though, a shape sat up from the backseat.

"Are we moving?" Lawliet asked.

"Ah!" Mihael jumped. "Jesus! What the hell are you doing back there!?"

"Hiding from Light, probably," Missy sighed, turning to glance at the man in the back. "Haven't I told you not to hide back there?"

"It was the only place I could think of and I have the keys." Lawliet replied.

"Why does your boyfriend have to be a creeper!?" mihael demanded of his sister.

"At least I have one," She replied with a smirk.

Mihael crossed his arms and sat back in his seat- looking all pissy. Lawliet looked between them before he leaned back in his seat as well.

"Is this another family thing?" Lawliet asked.

"Hey, at least he didn't deny that he's gay," Missy chuckled. "Seat belt please, Lawli."

Lawliet blinked before he looked down to see that he was still sitting L-fashion. He set himself down properly and pulled on his seatbelt.

"I didn't see the point to argue it since I'm NOT!" Mihael hissed.

"Su~ure," Missy cooed as she started to pull out. "That's why you're following Nate all the way to a party... because you aren't attracted to him. Mmhmm."

"It's a big party!" Mihael argued.

"Is this kinda like when I was babysitting you and I walked in on you watching Brokeback Mountain?" Lawliet asked Mihael.

"I was surfing the channels!" Mihael snapped.

"With on hand on the remote and one hand-" Laweliet started before the blonde boy gave him a death-glare.

Missy frowned at her brother. "Really? I can understand gay porn, but... that movie sucked!"

"He didn't have you parents' credit card for the internet." Lawliet pointed out.

"Shut up!" Mihael burst.

"Alright, alright," Missy sighed, rolling her eyes. "Lets stop picking on him. He'll stop denying it eventually."

"Denying- it's not true!" Mihael screamed.

"It's funny how he never changes...not since he was eight." Lawliet pointed out. "By the way...who's Nate?"

Missy turned to frown at him. "Are you serious, Lawli? I know your memory is bad, but..." She sighed. "Nate is the albino kid."

"He's a real albino?" Lawliet blinked.

"Is it dementia or is he just stupid?" Mihael asked his sister. "Are did you really fuck him so senseless that he can't remember anything?"

"Oh please!" She cried, rolling her eyes. "That isn't even possible! Yes, Nate is a real albino."

"After seeing him." Mihael nodded at Lawliet and sighed. "I'm not going for Nate, I'm going for the exposure."

"I thought you got enough exposed with what wardrobe put you in for the movie." Lawliet blinked.

"Lawli, you would have a point if Mihael was actually in the movie," Missy laughed.

"Huh?" Mihael blinked at his sister. "I'm playing Mello."

"Yeah, in the television version," Misa reminded. "In the movie version there is no Mello."