A/N:I know this is kind of sudden, but I'm making this the last chapter. Thank you all so much for your support!

"It'll be okay, really…"

"What if…we screwed up somewhere-?"

"Don't say that…"

"I'm…I'm sorry…I just…"

Flynn could clearly hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears, wanting so badly to stop it before paranoia took over and made him believe it was audible to everyone else. His nerves were getting the best of him, making him doubt the process the two of them had worked so hard to get through. Then again, after everything they had happened who could really blame him for feeling the way he did. It started with a concerning visit to Patty, and from there everything just went downhill.

Since it was his day off the blonde decided to accompany Yuri to pick Patty up, something she greatly enjoyed. It was also a pretty good day since the school hadn't called them about anything, which meant the younger blonde had managed to not beat the living hell out of one of the students. Or really it would've been said that one of the students didn't have the gall to provoke her thus leading to a beating. The raven haired male jokingly said that she was like a mouse; though usually innocent, when backed into a corner they would strike, defending themselves and ruthlessly trying their best to fend off their attacker.

Flynn really wasn't sure how much of that was true, but that did sound like Patty. She was by no means a 'bad child', she was just pushed into situation where it was necessary for her to defend what she felt was right. Given that she had been through, she didn't have a lot of stand up for, mainly being the mother who had unintentionally left her alone and the two people who had taken her in and treated her like family. It wasn't much, but she protected it with all of her might, and it was because of this that people took her behavior was that of a problem child.

But both he and Yuri knew the truth…

Along the way he held his wife's hand, blowing in his ear ever now and then just to get a rise out of him. The blonde wanted to see him blush, want him to call him an idiot before failing to hide his face. It had been a whole week since he had been so shy, and Flynn couldn't help but feel a little deprived. His wife obliged him every time, of course getting him back by squeezing his crotch a bit too tightly, the action causing him to cough and blush furiously. After the first few times the blonde figured that it was probably best to stop messing around…because arriving at a school with a hard-on would've landed him in jail without a doubt…

Patty was usually one of the first people out of the building, so when she didn't make an appearance at all he worried a bit. To make sure he didn't over think things he made sure to remind himself that it was Wednesday, and as such she had drama last. Raven probably had the kids doing some kind of acting exercises and lost track of time, something that usually happened according to Yuri. So they waited, the older blonde wondering if they should go and get her if that was the case. When she finally made her way down the entrance steps she looked…not upset or concerned…but looked as if something was on her mind.

Her story was that she had been called into the office, and since she had not gotten into a fight she worried that something had happened to one of them. Thankfully neither of them had died. Instead she was greeted with two people who she didn't recognize, the two telling her that they were from some sort of department (she had forgotten the name). After that she was asked a bunch of questions mostly about her home life, all of it taking about thirty minutes. Both he and the raven haired male exchanged looks, Flynn not shaking what the younger blonde had said even as the evening went on.

Who the hell were those people? It was the question he asked himself as he lied in the bed next to the other male, silence floating through the air and making it heavy as time went on. In the back of his head there was a nagging itch that told him just who those people actually were, but wanted so badly to ignore it because it meant the day he had been dreading had finally come. Flynn liked believe that the younger blonde would be with them forever, but the reality was that, legally, she didn't belong to them and because of this there was a fairly good chance of someone taking her away.

She didn't belong in foster care or an orphanage, she…she belonged with them no matter what the law said. For a good three weeks they didn't hear anything about Patty being visited by anymore strange people, and he naively allowed himself to believe that everything would be okay. Until he received a phone call from Yuri…He sounded frantic, and he had every right to. The school had apparently called to tell him that social services had picked Patty up from school, saying that she was not under 'legal guardianship' of anyone so therefore they had a right to. Dropping the phone he quickly ran, probably the fasted he ever had during his twenty plus years of life, wanting so badly to believe that everything was just as bad dream and that he'd wake up any minute with the younger blonde asleep in-between both he and Yuri.

But the truth was this…Patty had been taken away.

Just as he was sprinting out of the building someone slammed into him, sending the two of them crashing down to the ground with a loud 'thud'. Even in his pained state he managed to be kind, apologizing even as he rubbed the sore spot on the back of his head. Apparently the other person wasn't having it, cursing up a storm as they called him a 'fucking idiot' among other things. But he knew the voice…Looking up he found his wife, clinching the back of his head as he continued to curse. He hugged him tightly, repeating over and over again that he would get the younger blonde back.

The other male didn't say anything for a good while, but he didn't grip his shirt tightly, burying his face in the crook of his neck as while he was at it. His breath hitched a few time, but he was definitely not crying…at least…Flynn thought so at first. The raven haired male never cried unless his emotions reached their max, and this certainly seemed like one of those times. The two of them stayed like that for a while, a few of the other employees asking if everything was okay as they walked by. When Yuri finally pulled away, cheeks red with frustration, he told them they had wasted enough time. He was right.

It took them about half an hour to get to the right office, and once there Yuri pretty much went off at the secretary. Flynn managed to calm things down before the poor woman called security, asking her if she could at least call someone from the main office. God it took forever for someone to see them…but then again it was better than not being seen at all, which was where they were heading if the raven haired male kept yelling. When they were finally taken to see someone the atmosphere was tense, the blonde looking over to see if his wife was controlling himself. His fists were clinched but there was no indication that he was ready to go off on someone, so just to make sure the thought wasn't there he reached over and took that clinched fist of his.

He looked startled at first, probably not expecting something like that in such a situation, but he needed human contact that the moment. He needed the blonde to hold onto him, to tell him that everything was going to be okay, because if not…if Flynn lost it…everything would've been over. He was the rock, and if that rock broke everything it was holding down would be lost.

When they were seated the person in charge wasted no time talking to them, telling them that Patty would be placed in home with her biological father, whom they had apparently found. The blonde paled. He didn't know much about Patty's father, but the knowledge he did have wasn't anything good. Apparently he wasn't around a lot, usually frequenting the local bars and picking up women, all while he was still dating Patty's mother. The younger blonde's mother had caught him multiple times with different women, but he had worked some kind of magic over on her since she never left the bastard. Flynn could only guess that after Patty was born he skipped town, since he had overheard, his parents saying that 'she was much better off without him'.

Someone like that… didn't deserve to take care of Patty, hell; whoever had given the order was an idiot if not completely incapable of doing background checks. But apparently he was wrong. The two of them were told that the man had changed his ways, that he was now settled down with someone and was trying to rebuild the relationship with the child he didn't even know. At that moment Flynn wanted so badly to jump up and yell 'bullshit', and to make sure Yuri didn't he held his hand tightly. That man hadn't changed…social services was only doing this because he was her biological father. For an organization so hell-bent on the well-being of children, they certainly weren't thinking of the younger blonde's best interest.

But this was a legal matter…so they might as well make it legal.

Flynn took the time to compose himself, wanting to make sure he didn't sound pissed off or overly irritated. He asked what the chances were of them adopting the younger blonde, to which the person in charge knitted their eyebrow together, as if wanting to choose the right words before saying them. There was a way, of course, and it involved social services finding Patty's father to be unfit to take care of her. So it was pretty much a waiting game…and what a wait it was. Things just didn't seem right without Patty around, and it was very apparent that Yuri was taking it the hardest.

He would try to hide how he really felt, usually by losing himself in his work or cooking far too much for just the two of the, but in the end Flynn always noticed the things his wife tried to lock away from the world. When working he always had a distant look in his eyes, obviously not focusing on the task at hand as his mind wondered over to things unrelated to artwork. It became so bad that he would just stare off into space, mind completely blank as all motion of his body ceased. He couldn't take watching him act in such a way…

The blonde embraced him, telling the other male that it was okay to feel something, that it was okay to scream, get angry and cry. Yuri did all of the above. As the two lie crumpled on the ground, the raven haired male screaming into his chest as his tears flowed freely, he held him tight, never letting go even as he stopped. He wanted Yuri to feel, to let everything he was bottling up out so it didn't eat him alive. Sex was also a good way to do this, his wife letting out his pent-up frustrations as he was screwed into the bed sheets.

It was two months later when they heard from the social worked, and it was nothing good. Apparently the bastard had strangled the younger blonde, leading her to becoming hospitalized where she was diagnosed with a mild case of malnutrition as well as the doctors finding bruises on her wrists. God…just hearing that was too much, but not matter how much he wanted to punch a wall (or the person who had placed her in the care of he her father) he kept it together. That was…until the two of them arrived at the hospital. Seeing her lying in the hospital bed unconscious, IVs sticking in her arms and an oxygen mask attached to her face…he lost it.

Punching the wall over and over again he cursed out loud, feeling so completely powerless in that situation. After finally calming down, leaving quite a nice dent in the wall, Yuri bandaged his hand, the pain numb as he tried to regain his composer. The raven haired male didn't say anything for a good while, only sitting in a chain next to Patty's bed, the silence in the room enough to drive anyone insane. It didn't have to come to this, Patty didn't have to end up in the hospital with the two of them watching over her unconscious body, wonder why…why it had come to this.

But there was no amount of crying or blaming that could change the past, so it was time to move forward and get the younger blonde back under their care.

The amount of paperwork they had to do was atrocious, and once done it took a whole goddamn month for it to be processed. All the while both he and Yuri visited the younger blonde, she eventually telling the two of them just how she became hospitalized. Apparently she had tried to escape multiple times, usually getting as far as the train or bus station before she was dragged back. Her father became so fed up with it that he barred the windows, and at night, just encase she decided to try anything he handcuffed her to the bedpost. Obviously she tried to get away, leading to her wrist taking all of the damage.

Just listening to this made his stomach churn horribly, wanting so badly for her to stop right there. But he didn't say a thing…Her willingness to speak was better than them trying to pry it out of her, because the things that had gone on with her father needed to be brought to light…so if she wasn't going to tell the social worker this it was better if she told them.

And then she told them about why she was strangled…The younger blonde had gotten into the habit of talking a lot about the two of them, usually saying that they did a better job at raising her than the crappy job he was attempting to do. Her father, being the bastard that he was, decided to 'shut her up', which involved his hands around her neck. Even in the act of killing he had done a half-assed job, something Flynn was rather grateful for since it allowed Patty in her semi-conscious state to call the police before passing out.

It was horrible and it was probably something the younger blonde wouldn't be forgetting anytime soon. But he was sure that both he and his wife would cover up those terrible memories with good ones, ones that Patty would want to remember for the rest of her life. The process, however, was long and tiresome, Flynn wondering if they'd ever get to take the girl back home. Yuri always helped to lighten the mood when the blonde needed it the most, the raven haired male jokingly telling him that'd have to chain the younger blonde to the both of them just to make sure no one kidnaps her again. He laughed at this, adding that if she really was chained to them sex was pretty much out of the question.

This actually made Yuri look at him funny, obviously not factoring their personal lives to his little joke. The real kicker was that it really looked as if his wife was rethinking his plan, the mere sight of it enough to make him burst into a fit of laughter. He really needed Yuri around…he was the only person who could understand him, who could read him and know exactly what to do if the mood was foul. He was the thing that was getting him through such a rough time and every so often he would give the raven haired male a small 'thank you for being their for me', which always made the other male blush deeply and mutter that it was 'nothing'.

"I know, I know, nerves and all." Yuri said with a small sigh, running his fingers through his hair as he did so.

"I'm sorry; I'm making you worry aren't I?"

"Meh, it's fine, I know you're really bad in these kinds of situations."

"I-I am not, I just-"

"Just what?"

Okay, he did have a point. He had been stressing himself out for days after they had made this appointment, so of course only the worst case scenarios were running through his head. He wanted Patty back, really he did, but someone needed to be the one to think about the 'what if's', the one to think about the possibility that this wasn't going to work. Granted the only reason the process itself had gone so well was because the younger blonde was already living with them before she was taken away, and if this hadn't been the case then everything would've taken a whole goddamn year and a half to finalize. That was the only good thing he saw about everything, and he really hoped their luck didn't run out there.

"Hey, come on, don't look like that," Yuri said as he took his hand, "Everything is gonna turn out just fine, because, you know, I'm your good luck charm."

"Oh? And what good fortune have you ever brought me, my oh-so lucky charm?"

"Well I made sure your ass didn't flunk art class that one year." He said while smirking a little, Flynn suddenly having horrible flashbacks of his second year of high school.

The blonde was a straight A student, so for him to fail one class was completely out of the question. But things seemed to be heading that way when he was placed in Studio Art I, something he thought would be a breeze for him since it was only a level one class. He was completely wrong. He knew what he wanted, but when it came to actually putting it down on paper his head and his hand just weren't synced properly, so if he wanted to draw a dog it would come out looking like a mutated…something.

Yuri always laughed at him, saying that actually seeing him fail at something was both shocking and sad at the same time. Fail…he couldn't fail…so he made a deal with the other male. All Yuri had to do was help him with his work, and in doing so the blonde would treat him to a parfait every Friday at the café he liked. Needless to say he agreed pretty quickly, adding that he wanted a slice of cheesecake on the side as another condition.

"Helping me out really doesn't count as luck, Yuri." Flynn said with a sigh, his near failure always leaving a bad taste in his mouth and a pinch of embarrassment in his heart.

"Yes it does, because if I hadn't been in the same class as you, things wouldn't have turned out the way they did."

"About that…it's pretty odd that you transferred into the class a week after school started…given that you already had that credit it almost seemed like you-"

"Like I what?" The raven haired male started as he inched closer to his face, "Did it for you? Maybe I did."

That pretty much made the blonde go silent, their closeness affecting the small tint of pink that was creeping into his cheeks. And that damn smug smirk of his wasn't helping at all…god what'd he give to wipe it off his face. Flynn had apparently forgotten that they were sitting outside of an office until they were called in, the announcement startling him slightly. Once inside they were motioned to take a seat, the person behind the desk not needing to introduce themselves since both he and Yuri were well acquainted with them.

The person apologized to them, saying that the whole process had probably worn them out both physically and mentally. Oh how true that was…A small conversation took place as papers were shuffled, Flynn instantly recognizing them as the very ones both he and Yuri had spent hours working on. A few things were circled here and there, most likely to be brought up in their conversation for some kind of reason, be it inaccuracies (they were working on them through the wee hours of the morning) or curiosity. When the questions actually did start they tried to answer them to the best of their knowledge, the blonde feeling somewhat nervous as time when on.

"I have one last question…"

Oh god…this was it…It was time for them to be given the final verdict. Flynn visible tensed at this, not meaning to but at that point he was completely unable to control himself. When he felt a hand take his he was almost startled by it, but knew that it meant no harm and slowly relaxed as he squeezed it gently. Yuri always notice.

"Are you going to have her last name changed?"

What…?

"It's the last thing I need to know before I release her to you."

Flynn didn't know what to say at that moment, opening his mouth a few times but quickly closed it when he found that no words were forming. He heard the raven haired male say something along the lines of 'just go with Scifo', but Flynn had found that he was completely in a daze and wasn't really aware of what was going on around him. Hell, he wasn't even sure when he had left the room with his wife.

"Hey, I'm gonna need you to come back down to planet Earth, Flynn," Yuri said as he waved his hand in front of his face, "Come on, stop zoning out- oof."

Maybe he was hugging the other male a little too tightly, but he just couldn't help himself. All of the tension that he been building up since their arrival was finally starting to melt away, layer by layer as he finally allowed himself to feel something other than doubt.

"We did it…" Was all that muttered after what seemed like forever, finally letting of the raven haired male as he did so.

"Yeah…we did…"

Now it was time for them to pick up their daughter.

Three years later

"Come on! We're gonna be late!"

"We are not, Ms. First-Year-High-School-Student."

"D-Didn't call me that!"

Flynn could only laugh as he watched the two, Patty freaking out because she had spent far too long getting ready and Yuri picking with her while calling her what she was. The first day of school was always like this for them, though the younger blonde had been less frantic about the whole thing in the past. Maybe it was because she was a high school student now that she wanted to make an impression, or better put prove that she was a girl and not a tomboy who kicked the living crap out of anyone who spoke ill of her or her family.

Okay, so he wasn't quit sure about the beating up part.

Nothing had changed about the building that had been the younger blonde's educational provider, though he would say that it was starting to show its age. Seeing the children huddle around outside, all of them conversing with their friends about the summer or trying to hide their embarrassment from their parents for saying something they didn't like, he couldn't help but feel a small twinge of sadness in his heart. He knew some of the kid through Patty, and he remembered when they were small and, frankly speaking, children.

But now they were taller, looking like the true teenagers that that they were…they were growing up. This also meant that Patty was growing up as well…and he was sure before either he or Yuri noticed it she would be graduating from high school, moving out to attend college and getting her own life. God was this what his own parents had gone through when he had been growing up? Feeling the need to hold onto him forever but knowing that they'd have to let him go because he couldn't be their little 'baby' forever? Yeah, he really needed to call them later. But for the time being he'd enjoy the younger blonde's youth along with her, because there was no stopping time and he couldn't spend it all moping about the future.

"And why may I ask did it take you an hour to get ready? It's not like you had to pick out clothes since you wear a uniform." Yuri asked, a small smirk on his lips. He already knew the answer, he just wanted to see if Patty fell into his trap, which she usually did. Poor kid…it was something she never did learn…her mother didn't ask questions without a reason.

"I-I was doing my hair…" She muttered, nervously playing with her ponytails as she did so, "I just wanted to make sure it looked right…"

"Oh?"

Here it comes.

"You know, spending that much time on your hair makes me think you wanna impress someone, like for example…a certain older man…" He trailed on, the younger blonde's face starting to turn red with embarrassment.

"S-Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" She cried, finally becoming so desperate that she turned to Flynn for help.

"Oh come on Yuri, there's nothing wrong with her having a crush on Raven." He said as calmly as possible, the look of sheer horror on the other blonde's face almost making him lose it.

"Oh my god, why? You guys are the worst! The worst!" Patty whined, her face now a deep shade of scarlet. Yes, their daughter had developed a little teacher crush on Raven, and the funny thing was it didn't come as a surprise to either of them. He was, after all, her favorite teacher.

She wouldn't stop pouting after that, saying that she'd run away and join the circus just to get away from them. The raven haired male had to remind her that the last time they had gone to the circus she freaked out upon seeing the clowns, the three of them having to leave because she had started crying after one of them had touched her. This made her pout a little more. Upon seeing a group of her friends Patty stubbornly said her goodbyes to them before running over, Flynn sighing slightly as he watched the whole scene play out.

"Well, it seems we raised a healthy, though overly sensitive, teenage girl." Yuri said as he linked his arm with the blonde's, and obvious sign that it was time to go.

"Being overly sensitive comes with the territory." The blonde said as the two of them walked down the street, on their way back to the apartment they called home.

"Yeah right, I never acted like that when I was a teen."

"Yes you did."

"Name one time."

"When that kid broke the wooden box I made you in shop class."

"That box had a shitty paint job."

He was ignoring the main point of their conversation. To this he could only laugh a bit, knowing that his wife would never admit the truth. It was one of the few weekdays that he actually had off, so when they arrived back home he decided to relax a bit. He was sure that when the afternoon rolled around he'd have to deal with some phone call from the office telling him that something had gone wrong, so until then he thought it best to allow himself a few hours of peace. Of course that peace wouldn't be shared alone.

As the raven haired male straddle his hips, Flynn knew he could finally unwind properly. His wife nuzzled his neck a little, the blonde's hands moving down his sides before wrapping around him. The wet sensation against his ear was a welcome one, and when that sensation was placed over his lips he couldn't help but groan a bit. They knew what the other liked, where to touch, what to lick and were to nip to drive the other crazy. Hell, after so many years together it would've been a crying shame if they didn't. Fingers moved along sweat drenched bodies as they became one, clothing long discarded to the floor as they kissed and nipped at whatever flesh was available.

When finally exhausted they lie in bed, side by side, Yuri playing with his hair while he merely hugged his waist. This was their love, their private happiness, the one they only showed one another when alone. It blocked out the real world, if only for a show while, allowing them to not worry about the rent, going shopping or their jobs. It was just the two of them, completely uncaring of the world going on outside of their window.

But it wasn't true happiness…That only came when Patty returned home, when the three of them could be the family they truly were.

"Hey…" The raven haired male muttered, fatigue getting the best of him, "I was your first real crush, right?"

Flynn didn't even have to think about that.

"Of course…and really you were my first real everything. Crush, kiss, lover, sex, everything. The other people I dated didn't count."

"Damn right they don't."

To that he couldn't help but chuckle a bit. Yes, Yuri had been his everything, his beloved first time lover.

"I love you, stupid Flynn."

"And I love you too, stupid Yuri."

A/N: Thank you all so much for reading!