Author's note!: So like, I'm really sorry that this isn't an update of What She Doesn't Know Will Hurt Her. I actually wrote the next chapter already, I'm just going to get this out there really quick and then I'll get to typing the new chapter up. :) So, yeah.

This is only the first chapter, so you know, I'll have more. Not sure how much more... but there will be at least one more chapter. And it will be M-Rated. ;)

Disclaimer: I don't think I'll ever own anything Life with Derek related. Although, I really wish I did.

Ready, Set, Confusion

A Life with Derek Fafiction

"Casey, you need to move." He'd never meant something so much in his life, yet at the same time not actually want it to happen. His voice was serious and she knew that he was not joking around.

But… she's Casey and he's Derek and they're… on the floor?

"Do I?" She challenged with a raised eyebrow.
And… was she really doing this right now? Unnecessary!

"Casey…" He warned; his eyes closed tightly and… OhGod, baseball, catchers, umpires, and… home runs? No! NoNoNo.

"I'm not moving, Derek. Nothing you can say, or do will make me back down." She replied with a biting attitude that definitely didn't help his situation.

He chanced opening his eyes, slowly. Staring at the ceiling proved difficult as Casey leaned forward to intercept his glance.

Unfortunately, in leaning up to look at him, she inadvertently ground against him. And… he knows she's a prude, but she should know that he's a textbook teenage male and these actions cause reactions; totally involuntary, uncontrollable, unattached reactions that would definitely not happen if he were in control of them.

He took a deep breath, and in one swift motion, flipped them both over so that he was on top of her.

"Casey. I'm only going to say this once, so listen carefully." Her eyes were wide and for some weird reason she found herself gasping for breath. She nodded slowly for him to continue.

"We can't do this anymore. No more fighting. It's getting out of hand." His words tight and his jaw set in a way that screamed to her that he didn't really want to be saying such things.

But he was Derek and she was Casey and they're… (step)siblings.

She shouldn't agree. She doesn't want to. She wants to yell at him for telling her what to do and acting as her superior. She wants to kick and scream under his grasp, but she knows that he's actually right this time. It had to stop. They were getting too old and… they were going to college and… their parents were having a baby. Baby; not babies, with other people. One baby; with each other.

So she nodded and he just stayed there; on top of her. He didn't say anything and he didn't need to. She understood the look in his eyes. He was saying 'goodbye'.

Not to her; or to anything she stands for; and not even to them as a whole. He was saying goodbye to a part of himself; a part that needed their fights to survive. The part of him that he hoped he'd keep forever but knew that… it just wouldn't be able to stay now that…

Well, he's never been good with words. Or feelings. Or Casey. Especially not feelings for Casey, so… this is basically too much for him to handle. And their stupid parents, with their stupid hormones. Couldn't his dad just keep it in his pants? Because soon enough he'd have another sibling, but this time… it was different.

Way different. And not because he's older, and there'd be an eighteen year difference between him and the kid, but because this kid made everything… wrong.

Everything he'd been feeling(brooding over), for the past, OhGod, who knows how long? It's all wrong now that this kid's in the mix. Because… this kid made Casey say the two words he'd hoped she would never say.

"Same difference."

Because really? No. No it wasn't.

But she said it… and damn him, he agreed like there was no tomorrow, because… this kid would be here for good, and… it might be hard trying to explain to the little guy(it's a boy, he just knows it), that he's in love with…

No. It wouldn't work. So he agreed with her, like a moron.

The weird part was, he'd expected things to change(for the… better?) between them. Of course, he hadn't expected an over-night truce, or anything(which was the last thing he wanted). But he'd thought that she'd stop arguing with him, and start calling him "sweetie" and being all, 'sisterly'.

But, just the opposite happened: she got angrier. Every time he walked past her she'd trip him or yell to him. "Der-ek!" was heard on a more-than-regular basis. It was like a death sentence, except more painful. She picked more fights, and called more names, and even her insults increased(she must've been practicing because they were even starting to sting).

But the madness had to stop. So this is where they ended up: on the floor of his bedroom; breathing each others air. And he was still staring at her, with such intensity that she should have cracked by now. And maybe she would have, if the intensity didn't have a certain softness behind it.

"From now on, Case; we act like we should. No pushing, no shoving, none of…" he paused, gesturing with his head to their current position, "this. We can't keep doing this. It'll set a bad example for our…" and he didn't finish, because she looked away(It broke his concentration, dammit). "Got it?" He spoke, when she turned her head back to him.

"Got it." She agreed.

So he propped himself up, and walked over to the door, "We leave at ten tomorrow, right?" He swung himself around, to look at her on the floor.

"Ten thirty." She corrected.

"Same difference." And he was gone.

AN: I know it's short but... what do you think? Because... If you don't like it... I mean, I could always... well...

haha, just tell me whatcha think. ;)