*I do not own The Suite Life On Deck or any of the person's related to the show!

THIS IS A REWRITE: yes I fixed this story. It was my first ZackxCody fanfiction, and well...I saw fault with it. So I'm fixing it but leaving the orig. up... Thanks guys and gals :)

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OKAY this story is rated M for a reason, a strong reason...If you do not like what is in this story, and are very uncomfortable with the subjects of twincest, rape, and homosexuality, don't bother.. Just turn away now. I have a problem with the "R" word; in fact, it makes me cringe...It's not a matter to joke around with, so (to those of you who are like this) it is NOT a funny subject. By using it in my story I'm honestly just being creative. I'm sorry if I offend anyone but you were warned. Thank you!

The sun was rising slowly across the water, glistening with a reflection so bright and beautiful, it hurt your eyes, yet you couldn't help but watch it. The sun shown a deep red that faded into the bright orange glow that lit the morning sky; from twilight, to dawn, alerting that the day was going to be hot nonetheless. Many people couldn't be bothered to rise as early as five in the morning, merely to see the sun. People who were ignorant, would most likely state that it's just the sun, it's not like you don't see it every day that it isn't raining or snowing, like Zack would have. But to Cody, the sunrise was the time he got the be alone and happy in his own thoughts. No one to judge him for how he thought, how smart he was, the way he really was.

Cody leaned over the edge of the railing on the large ship, watching as the waves crashed against the bow of the boat, sending mist flying into the air. The water was not normally this harsh, but there was a wind blowing in from the east that rocked the waves and blew Cody's blonde hair away from his face, dampening it only slightly with the salt from the water. A wonderful addition to his morning alone.

Several crew members passed by, nodding their heads to him to acknowledge his presence, knowing very well that he was the good one of the set of twins. He returned the nods with a friendly smile before he swiftly pivoted on his toes to admire the now fully risen sun that stung his eyes.

"Ah," Cody blinked his eyes a few times, trying to remove the spots he caused from looking too long, "there's a reason we don't look at the sun..."

"Well duh, even I knew that." he jumped hearing that all too familiar voice behind him.

"Yes, I know, Zack..." a smile grazed his lips, bearing a small amount of his white teeth.

The older twin approached, placing his arm around his brother's shoulders. There was silence between the two for nearly a minute that felt more like an hour. In one way, shape or form, silence has to eventually be broken. Zack spoke first, his brother already comprehending what he was about to say.

"You're cold, I can feel the goosebumps on your shoulders through your shirt." he glanced at his brother's thin white t-shirt.

Cody paused, gathering his words together, "I know, I was just out for a bit to see the morning..."

Zack nodded, his presence more easy than normal around his brother. There was no tension, only the awkward silences that fell between them as they watched the same ocean. Zack's person, around his brother, (and his brother alone), seemed to calm almost to a stop, turning him into nearly prince charming. Calm, quiet, caring, concerned and most of all, loving. Cody loved this about his brother, but would never discuss it fully with him, about why he would become like this when no one else was around. But he dared not question it. It was one of the things he enjoyed about his brother. Unpredictable, yet totally predictable...if that makes sense.

"Shall we?" Zack turned to his brother and raised an eyebrow with a questioning look.

"We shall." Cody wriggled from his brother's seemingly protective grip and walked back to their rooms, "well, I should go shower now." they stopped between the two doors that were their cabins.

"Take one in my room so you don't have to wake Woody?" it was more of a request than that of a question, but Cody complied with a small nod even though both of the boys knew that Woody wouldn't wake.

As they walked into the room, older of the two flopped down onto the conjoined beds, picking up a car magazine full of beautiful girls that exploited themselves only to sell the hot rod of a car they were leaning/laying on. Things like that displeased Cody, but Zack seemed as if he could care less about how women spent their spare time. They were all the same in his mind anyways, easy, stupid, and mostly sluts. He may have appeared to have a high disrespect for women but in truth he was more respectful towards them than some of the men Cody had run across in his lifetime.

As Cody stepped into the shower, the hot steam caused his body to shake as he realized how cold he actually was. It soon subsided when the steam filled the small bathroom, fogging up the mirrors that only revealed the hand prints that Zack had placed there after he was done taking his showers. Cody smiled, wrapping his small frame in one of the towels that weren't so neatly folded. He contemplated wiping off the mirror to brush his hair, but grinned and wrote as neatly as he could, 'silly brother', fallowed by a small heart.

"You're very quiet today." Zack piped up in the other room.

"I could say the same for you; is something wrong?" he walked out, hair dripping and shaking at the sudden coldness in the bedroom.

"I think I'm just catching your calm vibes again...that seems to happen when you're up so early to watch the sunrise." Zack smiled and tore through his clean clothes, knowing that his brother would kill the calm aura of the room if he had to deal with dirty clothing or walk across the hall, naked, to acquire his own clothing.

"Understandable. My question is though, how come you don't catch my calm vibes all the time?"

"Maybe because you're not always as calm as you think, your mind is constantly racing, I can tell. It hardly ever slows down. That is one thing we have in common." Zack chuckled slightly and threw a clean hoodie at his brother, along with some jeans.

"I suppose you are right. I can't always stop myself from thinking." Cody's towel dropped to the floor, causing Zack to tense a bit and locate his eyes away from his brother's body. This action went unnoticed as he slowly pulled on his boxers and undershirt that he had worn to admire the sunrise, followed by his brothers hoodie and jeans.

"Anyways lil' bro, want some pizza?" Zack thrust a piece of pizza into Cody's face nearly causing him to fall over onto the bed at the sudden action.

"Ah, er, sure." Cody took the slice and looked at it, "Is-"

"-It's fresh, don't worry so much...I'm not in the mood to upset you today, if you haven't noticed..."

"I have noticed, thank you." he took a small bite of the pizza, zoning in on his brother's thoughts, (which are normally mindless bunches of nothing), "Something is wrong..."

"You can tell? So easy for you...sometimes it's hard for me...Anyways, what are you picking up?"

"Something bad is going to happen...at least that is how you feel? Tell me when you figure it out..."

Zack smiled and patted his brother on the head, "I'm sure it's nothing, I might just fail a test is all." he lied.

"Nothing new there." Cody smirked and handed the rest of his pizza off to Zack who casually tossed it aside and tackled his brother to the bed, "You're ruining the moment! Ruining it I tell you!" Cody screamed like a girl as they fell onto the floor, a soft landing into a pile of dirty clothing and God knows what else, "Eww!"

Zack laughed, holding his brother down into the clothes, refusing to give up his hold on him.

"Let me go!"

"Okay, but you have to make me a promise." Zack leaned close to Cody's face until they were only an inch apart, Cody nodded, mesmerized by the sudden serious look upon his brother's face, "Watch your back..." Zack stood up and walked over to the door.

"What do you mean...?"

"I really don't like this feeling...I hope it goes away, but I can say for the most part...until it does go away...I'm not taking my eyes off of you. I just feel very uncomfortable..."

Cody gulped, feeling the tension in the room finally rise. He jumped nearly a foot in the air from where he was sitting when there was a knock upon the door.

'Today is weird already...More weird than any other day. The way Zack is today, it's rather hard to understand.' Cody thought as he pushed himself up from the floor.

Cody walked to class, books in arms pressing tightly against his chest. Zack appeared back to normal, chatting with his friends and flirting with random girls he'd run across. Normal behavior; and so he appeared to be alright. The older twin couldn't help but feel the pair of eyes that lingered behind his younger brother as he walked across the deck of the ship after class.

"Zack, we're going to go throw jello at old people in the pool, wanna join us?" several guys including Woody dragged him away from his current occupation.

"I thought I'd hang out with Cody today." the group of boys looked at each other before laughing and dragging Zack away without another word from his mouth.

The deck was hot from the warm, late afternoon sun, it was nearly 4pm and people would be heading for dinner soon and the deck would be cleared of all disturbances. Cody glanced around, noting that he was practically alone on the upper level of the ship before he removed his t-shirt and hoodie, laying down on a spread towel. As he relaxed, the tiredness from awaking at such an early hour caught up with him and he slowly dozed off to sleep.

Cody felt something cold touch his arm, then something warm replace it, "Hey, kid, wake up." the action repeated, the gentle tap of a shoe then the shake of a hand.

"Hnm?" Cody sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"Are you moon tanning?" the man was tall, and very handsome. His hair was brown and spiked slightly with hair gel, his eyes a piercing green.

"Ah, I suppose I fell asleep up here..." shock hit Cody, "What time is it?"

The man looked at his watch, "Around seven thirty, are you late for something?" the man raised an eyebrow and helped Cody to his feet.

"I was going to meet my brother at seven to help him study for a test tomorrow, well it's not like he'd be too interested in studying, or passing for that matter...but I figured I could help a little."

"Well, let's get you back then. I'm sure he's very worried that something may have happened to you."

"Yeah..." Cody went over his brother's words in his head, suddenly feeling more eyes on him, "I uh, should go now..." as he spun around to head the opposite direction of the man, a hand was pressed against his chest, stopping him from moving.

"Now, now. There's no rush."

Cody gasped, sudden panic taking over his mind and body as he tried to run from the now three men that were around him, but felt himself held back by the arms.

"Let me go!" Cody was about to scream at the top of his lungs, but was forbid of the action when a rag was stuffed into his mouth, tied securely around his head by a rope.

"Find some place we can take him, not any of our rooms, that would be stupid." the two men that held onto Cody's arms dragged him off, avoiding any people that could be near.

He watched as they walked across the deck with him, winding up at one of the few classrooms that were located on that level of the ship. Cody's heart raced, pounding out of his chest as he was shoved into the room onto the cold floor. The men didn't speak, only dragged Cody's body to the back corner of the room where they tied him up, preventing him from moving in any way. The day had started out wonderfully, he watched the sun come up, spent time with his brother, got an A on his history report..But now, he was scared, confused, and wondering what these men possibly wanted with him of all people.

A stream of tears rolled down his face, wishing his brother would come to the rescue, but he was sure, no, positive Zack had no idea where he was currently. A knot welled up in his stomach as he was stripped clean of his pants and boxers that he wore, being placed face down on the carpet that smelled like old soap. Cody was sure that every time he smelled that soap...he would be brought back to the memories of this horrid dream he was in...It was a dream right? No, it couldn't have been...Zack would have been there to wake him up and hold him while he cried like he always did. The pain was all too real as well, not saying that there wasn't pain to experience in a dream, but this was more real.

Cody struggled as best as he could, but an unbearable pain in his backside caused him to let out a muffled scream. The three men took their turns, violating him, laughing at him and thrusting their hips against his in many different positions. He was exhausted in the end, or what he thought was the end. The room spun, the pain turned to numbness except for the throbbing pain that hit his head. Cody was sure he was going to die, the room was slowly turning white, and then eventually everything was black where he was.

The three men, the monsters that harmed him, tossed him carelessly into the supply closet in the classroom, he wouldn't be found for a while if he was sure that's where they put him...Cody had at least expected them to toss him over the boat, the cold piercing water would soon finish him off if he didn't drown from his hands being bound so tightly. That's all he wished for right now, to die and end the hurt he felt; or for his brother...his brother to save him...

There was silence...silence that lasted for an eternity. A nightmare that would never end.

…

Zack's eyes flicked to the clock, watching the time as it dragged on. Cody had promised earlier in class that he would help Zack study. The only thing though, Zack wouldn't be studying his homework as much as he would have been studying his brother. Zack had felt weird that morning, knowing something bad would happen and unfortunately, he currently feared the worst while thinking of his brothers absence. It wouldn't be a bad idea to go check with Woody, just to make sure Zack hadn't neglected to hear his brother that day for the thousandth time. He could have said that he canceled their plans and gone with Bailey. He couldn't remember.

Zack pulled open his bedroom door, glancing up the hall then straight across to his brother's room. He knocked loudly.

"Yo, Wood-chip!" Zack waited impatiently as Woody rolled from his bed and opened the door.

"Yes~?" Woody stood in his pj's, a onesie that was obviously a little too small for him and just a little unpleasant to look at.

"Is Cody in? Or did he go with Bailey?"

"I thought he was over with you, but he could be with Bailey, it's after curfew though."

"I know, but he wont answer his cellphone and he's not with me...I'm going over to her room."

"Let me know if you find him!" Woody called to Zack as he ran down the hallway.

Zack arrived at Bailey's room and was disappointed to only find a concerned Bailey and a confused London. Neither of the girls had a clue where Cody could be, their last remembrance of him being around four that afternoon, tanning. This changed Zack's mood to frustration. Not knowing where his brother was, if he was okay, was killing him internally. His last option popped into mind. Moseby.

Zack ran to where Mr. Moseby's room was located, out of breath as he knocked on the door.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Mr. Moseby opened the door and suddenly frowned. "What is it, Zack? This better be important! And you do know it's after curfew?"

"I know...I-I can't find Cody..." Zack's eyes held concern as he looked at the man who was no taller than himself.

"Did you check with Bailey?"

"Yes, I can't find him anywhere... He was coming over to help me study and never showed up and no one knows where he is."

"Alright, let's go look around and get some more people to help. I'm sure he's just fine and found somewhere to read and lost track of time." Moseby removed his pale blue nightcap and placed his jacket over his night shirt as he escorted Zack to get Bailey, London, Woody and Miss Tutweiller to search the ship for the apparent missing boy.

Zack looked high and low, all the places he knew Cody would go if he needed some alone time. But he wasn't there..he was nowhere.

Bailey entered the biology room and checked around before she noticed a strange smell, covering her mouth and nose quickly. The smell was disturbing and oddly strong. She couldn't place the smell, what it smelled like. Suddenly, the smell of rusty metal was all too familiar from working on a farm where they slaughtered animals. Blood.

The girl searched, the smell being strongest to her left and by instinct and determination, she followed it before stopping dead in her tracks. A pool of red liquid was slowly seeping from underneath the door to the supply closet. The knot in Bailey's stomach tightened as she already knew what was behind that very door. Cody. She slowly opened the door before letting out the bloodcurdling scream that she was trying her damnedest to hold back. There on the floor lay Cody's lifeless body, covered in blood and unmentionable fluids. He was bound, gagged and fully nude. Bailey darted her eyes away from the sight, fighting the tears. She was unable to move from her position in the room, afraid to leave the beaten boy alone. Footsteps approached quickly, obviously responding to Baileys scream.

"Bailey?" Moseby was the first in the room, and the second to see Cody. "Bailey, go with London and Woody, we need medical help right away."

The girl stood frozen until his hand touched her shoulder, causing her to race out of the room in shock.

Miss Tutweiller arrived, her hands covering her mouth and her eyes growing wide.

"Wh-what happened?" she stood by Moseby, blocking the door to the supply closet, unable to look at the poor boy that was on the floor.

"I don't know.."

Zack ran into the room, eyes ablaze, "Where is he?" it obviously wasn't a question. It was a demand.

"I don't think you should see this Zack."

"He's my brother! He needs me!" Zack pushed his way through and froze at the sight.

The blood scared Zack, it was a sign that Cody was far from alright.

"C-C-Cody...?" Zack knelt down by his brother, unconcerned by the blood that now stained his pants. He gently placed his hand on his brothers shoulder, feeling the coldness of his body.

"Zack, please." Mr. Moseby spoke.

"Sh-shut up..." Zack trailed his fingers over to Cody's neck, gently pressing his fingers to where his pulse should be, feeling the gentle tap against his fingers. Good sign. But not good enough. The gash in Cody's head was large, and he had lost a large amount of blood. He was obviously fighting to stay alive.

It was about half an hour until a helicopter was able to land on the boat, all the while Zack held his brother's hand, anger pulsing through his veins.

'I'll be okay, Zack. I promise...' the words seemed to have come out of nowhere, but then Zack remembered something. The set of twins had ESP with each other, though many people believed they were faking and made things up- but it was true. Cody's voice was gentle and calmed Zack a little. Knowing that his brother could still communicate the way they so few times had done gave him the reassurance that his brother would be fine.

Paramedics arrived and attempted to remove Zack from the picture, but he refused and stood his ground by Cody's side. Well, more like knelt his ground, but leaving wasn't an option in his mind. He watched protectively as they untied Cody's wrists and loaded him onto a stretcher.

Zack spoke up, "I wanna go with him..." more like had to go with him.

"Alright, but you need to stay where we tell you to. There isn't much room in the chopper." a man spoke to him.

Zack nodded and watched as they loaded his brother into the helicopter, following closely behind.

The ride was long and painful, not just the roar of the helicopter, but the pain that seared Zack's heart and mind. No tears flowed from his eyes even though he could feel the dryness in his throat and the sting that begged his eyes to spill with the salty liquid that hardly ever came.

The ride to Boston Medical Center was long, but not as long as it would have been if they had just driven the ship to dock. Zack's body hurt, he could feel the pain his brother was in, especially the splitting pain that shot across his head and lower back. Everyone knew Zack was stronger than Cody, so he endured the pain for his brother. Almost as if he were taking the pain away from his brother so he would feel better. If that were the case. But no, Zack only experienced a portion of his brother's pain, the same way they shared depression, happiness and so many other emotions at the same time; much as they had earlier that morning when Zack had awoken to the calmness of his brother and a sudden urge to see the sun rising.

Zack's eyes stung with rage, he wanted to hunt down and confront the bastards that did this to his brother...but he wasn't sure how. But for right now, this was no time to think about revenge, he needed to make sure his brother would be okay.

Zack was so deep into thought, he didn't realize that the helicopter had touched down on the tarmac, already flinging the door open and rushing his brother out and into the building. He ran to keep up with them but stayed clear knowing that they would need their space to help his brother.

"I'm sorry, sir. You can't go in there. We will be sure to have someone get you when you are able to see him." the nurse gave Zack a reassuring smile and offered him a seat.

Zack took the seat in the waiting room, grateful that the woman wasn't a bitch to him. The twins' mother would be there soon, panicking and crying her eyes out with a string of never ending questions for him that he probably couldn't answer anyways. He loved his mother, he really did, but he wished for once his father would have been the one to be coming to the rescue- only knowing that his father wouldn't be in the semi-hysterical state his mother would be. But if his father ever did cry, it might just cause Zack to become concerned and break completely.

Zack looked across the waiting room at the large clock that ticked on the wall. It was already four in the morning. It felt like he'd been sitting around for days watching the fish in the tank swim in circles. The angel fish bobbed around while the other colored fish that Zack couldn't place the name of darted back and forth, sometimes attacking each other.

"Zack!" Carey ran into the room with Mr. Moseby behind her and threw her arms around her slouched son. "How is he? Do you know anything? What happened?"

"Hi, mom. I haven't heard anything..." Zack tried not to imagine what had happened to his brother, he didn't want to discuss it, especially not with his mother.

"Okay, okay. Are you okay sweetie?" She looked him over, seeing the blood on his pants, shirt, and skin.

"I'm fine mom..." Zack looked down at the floor, trying to count the carpeted tiles before a pair of shoes distracted him from his train of thought.

"Mrs. Martin?" Zack jumped up in front of his mother as if she wasn't even there. The doctor noticed Zack's curiosity and spoke to him, "he's currently stable and we can allow visitors one at a time...he lost a lot of blood so we had to give him some transfusi-"

"-Where is he?" Zack interrupted, only wanting to see his brother.

"This way." the doctor led Zack through a doorway marked ICU and brought him to the room Cody was in.

Zack hesitated in opening the door but then grasped the cold metal handle and gently pushed it. His eyes were clenched shut, he was afraid of the sight his brother was in, but opened them as Moseby laid a hand on his shoulder, nudging him forward.

Zack took in a shuttered breath and stepped into the room, trying to find words to say to his brother; but much to his dismay, Cody was sound asleep on the bed. Wires were hooked to him that came from either machines that made sounds, or IV's. Cody's face was as white as the pillow he was resting on. Or maybe as white as the bandages that were wrapped around his head. Zack wasn't sure which was closets to his brother's current color, but he wasn't fully concerned about the color of his twins skin, he was just glad to see that Cody was right in telling him that he would be fine.

"C-Cody...?" Zack walked over to the bedside and placed his hand on Cody's. 'Wake up, please?'

Cody didn't respond; right away that is. After a few minutes though, he opened his eyes and blinked at his brother, "Zack..." tears welled up in Cody's eyes and he weakly held his arms to Zack.

"It's okay, I'm here..." Zack held onto his brother, rubbing his back in small soothing circles. "I'll never...let anything happen to you again..." Zack placed his hand under Cody's chin, lifting his head up to meet his gaze.

"Don't-," Cody sniffled, "-don't leave me again..."

"I'm sorry...I wont, I promise." Zack kissed Cody's cheek and held him close to his chest.

Carey soon entered the room and ran over to the side of the bed, "Oh, Cody! Are you alright?"

Cody didn't answer, he just buried his face deeper into Zack's chest. Carey frowned, but didn't protest when her son didn't respond, she figured the boy just needed some sleep or alone time. She hadn't quite heard the whole story of what happened, she just knew it wasn't good. Zack pulled a chair as close to the bed as he could, holding Cody's hand as he watched his younger brother sleep. The rest of the night would be long, and painful- but not as long and painful as it would be for the young blonde to recover from his trauma.

The next day, Cody still refused to speak with anyone other than his brother. They were the only two that knew what happened completely, that is, until the police came in for questioning.

Cody cried, trying to be strong as he whispered everything to Zack who repeated what his brother said to the police. They had enough evidence to obtain the men that harmed Cody with his descriptions and the fact that there were cameras on the ship that linked into a network.

After sometime, Cody had cried himself to sleep with his arms wrapped gently around Zack's waist.

"How is he?" Mr. Moseby walked into the room and sat in a chair close to Zack.

"He's okay now I guess, he fell asleep..."

"Here's a better question, how are you doing?"

Zack looked up with terrified eyes, "I was so scared for him...He told me he'd be fine, I knew he would...physically though, not mentally..." Zack quieted his voice to a whisper and dipped his head down, placing his face into his hands, "I just don't understand how this could happen to him, why wasn't it me? I keep crying, and crying, but...my tears wont fall and I can't seem to figure out why..."

"I understand, Zack. I see changes in you."

Zack looked up confused, "Change...?"

"I think you wont cry because it's your brother's turn to cry...you know that it's not about you and that he needs you to be strong for him right now."

Zack nodded and looked down at Cody, toying with his blonde hair that draped over his face.

"Would you like for us to have Cody switch rooms to be with you?"

"Could you? I don't want him not by my side..."

"Alright, Zack. I'll see you both in a few days." Mr. Moseby left the room.

"Nng...Zack?" Cody rubbed his eyes and looked up to his brother, waking up as the door closed.

"Hmm?"

"I'm in pain..."

Zack lifted Cody into his lap and pressed the button that released morphine into Cody's IV. The morphine slowly took effect, relaxing him and causing him to fall back asleep. Zack sighed and closed his eyes, drifting to sleep with his brother tight in his arms again. It wasn't easy for Zack, but he understood what Moseby meant. Cody needed to cry, he needed Zack to be there for him and as much as it pained Zack- he had to be stronger. Needless to say, the older of the two would now always have to be the strongest.

…

Cody spent the next week in the hospital. He ignored most questions asked and usually responded with a blank stare or a whisper to his brother. Zack didn't mind though, it gave him the feeling that he could truly connect with his brother better than anyone else could. I suppose that's the way it should be, especially between twins. The day Cody had looked up online about twins having ESP, Zack just laughed it off until they figured out how to actually put that to use. It happened when the boys were around eight years old, they discovered that they could communicate without speaking directly at each other. At first, Cody found it intrusive when Zack would interrupt his thoughts and disturb his personal and private moments and regretted ever telling his brother about it . After a while though, Cody found it useful that he could speak to his brother privately when people were around. It took sometime, but after nine years they figured they had it down and could control it; for the most part.

The thing that made Zack wonder though, is if Cody could hear his stubborn thoughts that insisted on tempting him with perverted images about his brother. Normally, Zack shook his head and removed the thought's that he was so afraid to let Cody hear; but recently, the thoughts had started to get out of control. Zack found himself rushing more and more to "use" the bathroom. This worried him.

Cody's soft eyes stared at Zack.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm hungry..." Cody crawled over to his brother who was placed at the foot of the bed.

"I'll get the nurse to get you something." Zack went to reach for the buzzer to call the nurse in, but his hand was pushed away.

"No, she bugs me. Take me to the cafeteria. Besides, Zack, I'm okay now...I've been stuck in this damn bed for a week now and I don't think I need to be here..." Cody stood up and smiled.

"Okay, I'll take you. Put your pants on." Cody nodded and pulled on pants over his boxers. "Are you cold? It's around 40 degrees outside..."

Cody nodded as he dug through the little amount of clothing he had, hoping that there would be a sweatshirt. Zack unzipped the sweatshirt he was wearing and placed it on his brother. Cody smiled and walked close by Zack.

"New England weather is stupid, one minute it's 80 out, next it's like 30 or something." Zack laughed and placed his arm around Cody's waist, leading him down the halls.

"Yeah, when I go to college I'm so getting out of here."

"Yep, at least go to some placed where the weather's slightly normal...Alaska or something, it's just always cold...not like hot then cold then hot then cold."

Cody laughed. Zack was glad to see his brother laughing.

"But with Alaska you have to deal with it always being dark or something, it's always cloudy...and in the summer it's daylight 24 hours a day, and in the winter it's just...always dark...so there, it's not so much the weather but it is the weirdness of the sky."

"Dude, don't be so technical about it." Zack smiled and pulled his brother closer when they reached the cafeteria.

"Sorry, it's just the way I think." Cody looked at the choice of food. "Well, this seems appetizing...Soup, or some nasty looking stuffed chicken..."

"Personally I'll eat anything."

"And that's where we differ!" Cody pouted.

Zack frowned and pulled Cody outside, "Okay, I'll take you somewhere."

"Zack, I can't leave the hospital."

"So? Tell them I forced you."

"Well, basically...that's not so much of a lie." Cody watched as Zack flagged down a cab. "You have money?"

"Yep." Zack helped his brother in, keeping his arm gently around his waist, "Angora Cafe ten-twenty-four Commonwealth Av." Zack spoke to the cabbie and opened his cellphone to check the time. "Well, I'd say we've got about an hour."

Cody nodded and watched the all too familiar buildings pass on the streets as they approached the cafe.

"You're quiet...You're never quiet, did I do something wrong?"

"No, I'm just thinking." Zack held Cody's hand and pulled him from the cab after he paid the driver.

"Oh.." Cody hesitated on asking what he was thinking, not really sure if he wanted to know what was on his mind. He couldn't quite hear Zack's mumbled thoughts, thus, causing him to shake it off as nothing too important.

The cafe wasn't like any cafe that Cody had been to before. It had a long blue continuous bench on the wall with several matching tables placed in front of it and chairs on the other side. The back of the room held coolers that displayed food, conjoining with a counter that had a handsome looking young man behind it. On the right side of the room, there was a counter with utensils, straws and things for drinks. To the right of the door there was a couch that could fit about three people and an oversized chair that could probably hold both Zack and Cody in it.

Zack walked with Cody up to the counter and looked at the menu with him.

"Uh, I guess I'll just have a salad..." Cody said under his breath.

"Cody, seriously. Get a little more than just a salad." Zack smirked.

Cody whispered, "Okay, I'll have...a grilled Paris panini and a...peanut cracker smoothie." he smiled at Zack while he repeated everything to the man behind the counter.

Cody sat with Zack on the couch and picked up a people's magazine. He sighed seeing all of the unwanted news on the front of the cover, "I don't see why people can't just mind their own business."

"I dunno; here." Zack handed Cody a piece of the panini.

Cody peeked inside of the panini to see what exactly was in it. Brie cheese, guacamole, sun dried and regular tomatoes were melted inside of the sandwich. Cody smiled and happily ate the panini while his brother sipped the smoothie.

"Want some?"

"Well, I've never had that and it kinda sounds gross... I only picked it because it was the first thing that I saw."

"It taste's fine, there's nothing wrong with blending bananas, peanut butter, honey, yogurt and milk into a cup!" Zack laughed.

"Oh, I thought it was something like...they took peanut butter crackers and mushed them in with ice cream and milk..." Cody took the drink and sipped it then handed it back to his brother, "good, but not my favorite..."

"Ha, thought so..." Zack wrapped his arm around his brothers shoulders and crossed his legs.

Zack began thinking about school for the millionth time that week. He'd already decided on his own that Cody wouldn't be allowed back into the biology room, nor would he be allowed to go anywhere without Zack. The thought of anything happening to his brother again about made Zack punch a hole through the wall.

"-rooms? Zack? Are you listening to me?" Cody pouted.

"Huh? Sorry, I was thinking..."

"Stop thinking, you're going to hurt what's left of your brain." Cody smiled. "Now, I said...Why did you want to have me switch rooms?"

"It doesn't hurt my brain when I think!" 'well, when I'm thinking about you it's not my brain that hurts..' "I wanted you to be in the same room with me...I kinda sorta maybe miss sharing a room with my little brother." Zack smirked and stood Cody up as they walked outside to get a cab back to the hospital.

"Well, okay...but it needs to stay clean, please," he paused and looked at Zack, "You think about me...?"

"...I'll keep the room clean." Zack would do anything for his brother right now, anything he wanted...Zack would make possible, just as long as he stayed out of his head, "Hey, Cody?"

"Yeah...?"

Zack pressed his forehead against Cody's and smiled, "I love you."

"I love you too, Zack." Cody smiled but then stared in shock when their lips pressed together. Zack smirked and leaned back in the cab, his arm firmly around his brother's waist. The blush on Cody's face was scarlet red and took a long time for it to fade to a light pink. In all honesty, he enjoyed the kiss...it was sweet and innocent, and from his big brother who obviously cared a lot for him.

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Rewrote this because I found quite a bit of error with it...Sorry, my fault...rewriting the next chapter and adding MORE to finally finish it. So sorry it took so long... :(

I apologize deeply for the wait...Honestly, I just felt like dropping the story but had a lot of people say they wanted more...so...Figured redoing it was the best way to go- then add more.