A/N: I wanted to do a quick look into the whole San Diego thing. Plus someone asked for it so yeah.

Usual apologies.

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything

Colours.

So many colours swirled and whirled in the boy's vision. It looked like thousands and thousands of Skittles were all lit up and dancing around him.

Ethan giggled at the lights as he looked up at the dark ceiling.

They were all so pretty.

Thousands and thousands of pretty lights all around him, it was so nice.

And warm.

Weirdly warm.

"Having fun?"

Ethan tried to look up at the voice that spoke above the loud music pounding in the air. Raising his hand to sloppily push the frame of his glasses up his nose as he pulled back or rather tried to pull back since the hands on his waist kept a firm grasp on him and didn't allow much room.

Oh that's right, that's why its warm.

Because he's with Rick.

Rick is such a nice guy.

He's funny and smart and interesting and generous. Rick is so cool, he bought Ethan a drink no more than ten minutes after meeting him. So many yummy drinks... And they were all so sweet.

There was a red one and a green one and a blue one and a yellow one. All the colours of the rainbow, just like Skittles, just like the colours all dancing across his eyes right now.

So many yummy colours, pretty colours.

Rick is pretty.

Pretty blue eyes and pretty blonde hair. They had red streaks in them that kinda reminded Ethan of Warren, but Warren wasn't nice like Rick, Rick is super nice.

The boy giggled.

"What's so funny?"

Ethan looked up into Rick's eyes just as the colours kept swirling and Rick's teeth somehow looked a little brighter and he couldn't help but give a dazed smile and another giggle.

"You're pretty."

Rick let out a low breathy chuckle and his arms tightened a little more around Ethan's waist as he spoke against his ear.

"You're pretty and you're cute too."

"No, you're pretty." Ethan giggled some more when his head gave an odd little spin and he had to lift a hand to clutch it when the colours started spinning too fast and the music started to slow, but then they went back to normal again.

No, Rick's pretty.

All of Ethan's friends are pretty and nice.

Layla's pretty with her long red hair and Magenta's pretty in a dark antisocial kinda way. Will's pretty and Zack's kinda pretty, if you squint a little. Anastasia's super pretty.

But... Warren's pretty too, Warren's actually really pretty.

His hair is long and black with red streaks just like Rick's, but Rick doesn't smell as good as Warren smells and he's not warm like Warren either.

Rick just feels weird, he makes Ethan feel weird.

Like his head was full of fog, it feels really light and Ethan can't think.

Ethan never feels this way around Warren.

Warren is warm, he feels really nice. He smells like forest and ash, it smells really good.

He makes Ethan feel comfy and and and...

Nice.

Rick doesn't make Ethan feel nice. He makes Ethan feel weird and... Heavy.

Why does he feel so sleepy?

Where's Warren?

Warren can make him feel better.

Ethan frowned in confusion when he felt a hand slip up under his shirt and trace a slow trail up his spine, it sent a strange shiver throughout his body that made Ethan immediately want to pull away. But he couldn't.

"Are you feeling O.K?"

"I-..." Ethan cut himself off when the lights started spinning a little faster all of the sudden but still tried to finish his sentence. "I don't think-"

Rick pulled Ethan even closer as his other hand slid down to trace along the hem line of Ethan's pants before moving down lower making the boy try to pull away-

"What're you-"

"Just relax." Rick purred against Ethan's ear and the boy frowned even more when the lights started spinning a little faster and suddenly he didn't feel so good.

Rick was warm but not like Warren was warm. Rick was too warm. It felt wrong, his hands felt weird as they moved across his skin and Ethan's fuzzy mind somehow just knew that it wasn't right.

It felt too-

Something's wrong. The colours were starting to blur, Ethan's arms and legs felt heavy and he could just barely get a hold of Rick's shoulders when his body started to sway.

"Hey, I've got an apartment a few blocks from here. You wanna go?"

"No... No where's Warren-"

Ethan tried to pull away, but the arms around him were so strong and he just felt so heavy and tired.

"Shh. I'll take care care of you, O.K."

"But-but Warren, what about Warren?"

"Warren's not here." Rick said against Ethan's ear and Ethan's hand slipped when his grip weakened a little more, "But you can come with me."

Ethan's mind whirled when the colours all blended in together, he felt his glasses slip down his nose, not that it mattered since he couldn't see all that well through the colours anyway.

He doesn't want to go with Rick, he wants to find Warren. But Warren isn't there. So what should he do? Zack and Magenta aren't there either, where are they?

Where's Warren?

One of Rick's hands disappeared and grasped Ethan's chin to force his head up, the boy's mind was still in a haze when he felt warm breath brushing against his face and the music blurred like someone had pushed the slow motion button.

"Relax."

Ethan's legs started to sway a little more but somehow he could still feel Rick's face moving closer to his own, like Rick was going to kiss him.

But why would Rick do that?

They just met, why would Rick want to kiss him?

Was Ethan O.K with Rick kissing him? Well, not really. They just met and Ethan's never had his first kiss before. He doesn't want his first kiss to be with someone he just met.

Rick is really nice, he makes Ethan feel weird a little sick even. But he's still nice, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad if Ethan just let him.

But Ethan feels so heavy and so sleepy...

"R-Rick-"

And then suddenly Rick was gone, Ethan fell flat on his ass and his world started to spin violently. His stomach turned and he went dizzier than that time Whip tied him to the flag pole at school.

The boy groaned in pain as he tried to pull himself up, he heard a low threatening growl even over the music but he couldn't hear what was said. Ethan slowly tried to push his glasses back up the bridge of his nose when he was suddenly grabbed and hauled up onto his feet.

The boy swayed and fell when he was suddenly pressed up against a hard chest and surrounded by the scent of forest and ash.

"Ethan. Ethan!" Ethan felt dizzy when he was suddenly shook and a hand cupped the side of his face. "Dammit pop sickle, snap out of it!"

"Wa-Warren?"

"Shit. I'm getting you out of here."

Warren moved and Ethan almost fell again when his feet were suddenly sweeped out from under him and he was pulled up close against a warm chest.

The boy let out a sigh as warmth wrapped around him.

Good warmth.

Safe and warm.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Warren growled low in his throat as anger coursed through his veins, careful not to let his powers break loose lest Ethan get hurt.

He's going to die.

Slowly, painfully, the most excruciating death that Warren could possibly think of. Soon as he drops Ethan off in their room and makes sure he's O.K, Warren's going to hunt down that blonde freak that dared touch his friend and make sure he wishes he'd never been born.

God, he'd been such an idiot. He should have never let them out of his sight. He should have known there was trouble when Magenta went back to the hotel earlier.

"Boys night out." Is what they told her.

Warren never should have let them go alone, he was stupid and moronic and Ethan almost payed the price.

Stupid stupid trusting Ethan.

He's too nice for his own good.

If he and that walking flashlight had just listened to Warren in the first place then none of this would have happened.

All they were supposed to do was go in get the stupid writer's autograph and get out that's it, but did Zack and Ethan listen?

No!

The minute they got to the convention centre, Zack and Ethan disappeared into the indefinable sea of nerd before he even knew what was happening.

Next thing he knows he's following the gossip trail about some glow in the dark guy dancing on a table in the middle of a club and finds Ethan getting felt up by some creep with weird hair.

This is exactly why Zack and Ethan shouldn't be left alone unsupervised.

This is exactly why Zack shouldn't be left alone with Ethan unsupervised.

Zack probably convinced Ethan to go to some club and Ethan agreed because he's stupid and naïve and too damn trusting for his own fucking good.

Stupid stupid Ethan!

"Ngh," Ethan started to stir on Warren's arms, weakly clutching at the pyrokenetic's shirt as he turned his head into the other's chest. "W-Warren... The lights are back, Skittle lights."

Warren looked down at the boy in his arms. He had to take Ethan's glasses off at the club since they kept slipping off, his eyes were heavy and his pupils were dilated. Warren could feel how much higher Ethan's temperature was from what it normally was and his breathing was heavier than normal.

Was Ethan spiked?

Warren picked up the pace as he walked down the long hallway towards the rooms they'd rented for the weekend, cursing under his breath while Ethan continued to squirm in his arms.

He should have known, Ethan would never let some stranger he barely knew get that close and touch him like that.

He's shy, he wouldn't even use the showers after phys ed in highschool.

Oh that freak is gonna pay, dearly.

Warren made it to the end of the hallway and quickly manoeuvred Ethan so he had the boy up against his chest with his legs around his waist so he could fish around in his pockets for the keys and gave a little sigh when he finally did.

He tried to ignore the heavy breaths that Ethan made against his neck and the squirming Ethan did in his distress as he unlocked the door and quickly stepped inside.

As Warren closed the door he felt Ethan speak against his neck.

"Why did he try to kiss me?"

It came out a little slurred and muffled but Warren heard him all the same, the pyrokenetic frowned as he walked over to the bed and kept one arm around Ethan's waist as the other tossed the extra pillows off the bed and pulled down the sheets.

"Who tried to kiss you?"

"Pretty blonde hair." Ethan giggled as he picked up a lock of Warren's hair before letting it drop and the taller teen growled when he realised exactly who Ethan was talking about.

"Because he's a sleaze. Ethan I swear if I ever find you in a situation like that again-" Warren cut himself off and took a deep breath before he eased the boy down onto the bed while Ethan kept his arms around his neck, "Do you have any idea what could have happened out there, what that guy could have done to you if I hadn't-"

"I don't know why he'd kiss Ethan." Ethan suddenly interrupted while his unfocused eyes swirled around the ceiling and he giggled some more, "He was so pretty and Ethan's... NOT!" Warren almost flinched back when Ethan gave a shout before he started giggling all over again. "Ethan's ugly. Ugly loser, geek, nerd. You're pretty Warren and cool and cool and... Cool, you wouldn't kiss Ethan would you? No one would."

Warren's eyes softened as the boy kept his eyes on the ceiling and started humming a random tune and before he could stop himself the teen spoke.

"Ethan isn't ugly."

Ethan's eyes swirled back to Warren and his head swayed to the side as his eyebrows furrowed slightly until he suddenly laughed.

"Yes he is."

"No, he isn't." Warren braced one knee on the bed as he cupped the side of Ethan's face with one hand and his thumb gently stroked his cheek. "Ethan's cute and smart and funny and honest and trusting. Ethan's the prettiest person Warren's ever seen."

Well that came out of nowhere.

But he meant it, every word of it. Ethan's great, he and the little twerp have sort of bonded over the passed few years after the whole Sky high take over thing. He got to spend a lot of time with Ethan and learned a lot from the kid.

So maybe he's developed some slightly unhealthy feelings for him, but Warren wouldn't take any of it back.

Not when he meant every word he said.

Ethan's eyes glanced down for a moment before they went back to swirl onto Warren's, "Prettier than Anastasia?"

Warren gave a soft smile, "Much prettier."

The boy stayed silent for a moment before he spoke, "Would Warren kiss Ethan?"

The pyrokenetic felt himself begin to flush at the question and his eyes widened a little until he swallowed hard and leaned in to kiss Ethan right on the lips. The boy seemed to tense for a moment before he relaxed in Warren's arms and clumsily kissed back tightening his arms around the other's neck. Which wasn't much mind you considering Ethan's current condition but Warren still felt it. The taller teen gently pried Ethan's mouth open to deepen the kiss and the boy let out what sounded like a cross between a whimper and a moan when a shocked gasp suddenly made Warren pull back to look back at the door.

Magenta stood in the door with a gaped mouth while Zack hung loosely off her shoulder with his eyebrows knit together in a tight line as he stared at them.

Warren's blush went darker.

"Oh shit, I really am drunk." The blonde said before his hand suddenly flew up to his mouth and he immediately darted away from Magenta's hold right across the room to the bathroom on the other side.

Loud sounds of puking echoed throughout the hotel room and Magenta just continued to stare at the two while her mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water until she stuttered out, "I-I, I should... Goodnight."

The purple haired girl shut the door with a slam and Warren let out a frustrated sigh when he looked back down at Ethan to find the boy completely limp in his arms.

"Ethan." Warren almost panicked when he shook the boy but he didn't respond until he brought Ethan up close and felt his deep steady breaths against his cheek. The pyrokenetic sighed as he gently layed Ethan down and pulled off his shoes before tugging the sheets up over him. Warren gave one more glance towards the bathroom where Zack was still puking his guts out before quickly leaning down to press a kiss on Ethan's forehead and grabbing the keys as he left the room.

Just one more thing he needs to take care of before bed.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

The next day saw Ethan, Zack, Magenta and Warren back in the car as they drove back home.

Zack and Ethan were still currently paying for their little escapade from the night before as they experienced what would be the first hangovers they've ever had.

Ethan couldn't remember a thing about anything that happened the night before and Zack said that he had some weird dream but other than that neither of them could remember any of what happened.

And for that much Warren was eternally grateful.

Unfortunately, just because Zack and Ethan forgot, doesn't mean Magenta did too.

The purple haired girl kept glancing up at the two from her seat next to the thoraghly spaced out Zack.

Ethan's head rested on his shoulder in the front seat and Warren caught himself glancing down at the boy every few seconds as they drove down the road.

The radio was on, but Warren wasn't really paying too much attention to it until "bang the doldrums" by fall out boy started playing and Magenta fought valiantly against the fit of giggles that attacked her but ultimately failed since she couldn't keep that huge grin off of her face.

As the song came to an end Warren glanced at her in the rear-view mirror and the girl cleared her throat as she composed herself.

"Layla and I know nothing."

Warren frowned, "Layla?"

"I texted her last night." Magenta said sheepishly and Warren's eyes narrowed down to a glare until the girl quickly spoke. "Again, we know nothing... And neither does Will."

Warren let out a groan while Magenta just smiled and the pyrokenetic almost groaned when "dirty little secret" by the all american rejects started playing and Magenta really couldn't hold back a laugh this time so he quickly reached out to change the radio station and found something that instantly made him smile.

"And in other local news, a young man was found tied to a lamppost in the middle of down town San diego this morning, naked with his hair burned off and third degree burns over most of his body. Police aren't sure what happened to the young man since nothing he said made sense as he kept rambling on about a jealous boyfriend-"

A/N: end

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