Kris looked up from his spot on his bed at the hotel as Adam kicked the door open with his foot and lugged in a bag full of mail. Letting it fall over spilling out envelopes and packages Adam fell onto Kris's bed nudging his knee with his head, his muffled by the hotel sham Adam grumbled, "I went down and got it, you can sort it."

Kris laughed and got up closing his laptop and putting his guitar in its stand in the corner, "it's not all that bad Adam, I kind of enjoy the things the fans do for us. They've done some pretty cool drawings."

Adam made a noise and rolled over realizing Kris had had both his laptop and guitar, "hey, were you using that program?"

Kris looked up, "oh yeah, thanks man it's a pretty cool program. Takes all the guess work out of writing if you're in a hurry." Kris looked back down at the mail, "I am not sorting this all on my own, get down here Lambert."

Adam pouted but climbed down to sit across from Kris in front of the massive pile of mail, "whose bright idea was it to put us together on tour anyway? You're a slave driver."

Kris laughed and threw an envelope at Adam, "the fans demanded it, and I believe we both had a hand in the room situation."

Adam shrugged and picked through the envelopes, finding many of them addressed to him. "Yeah, well it did make more sense, we're already used to each other, and we don't mind sharing, and we'd be in each others room most of the time anyway. Might as well put us together, not like we wouldn't have done it anyway." Adam stopped at a letter addressed to Kris, the handwriting was familiar as was the return address, and the size though, was not. "um, Kris, you got something from Katy."

Kris looked up and reached the envelope surprised at the thickness. "Hm she must have sent another magazine to me." Kris went back to sorting his pile, "we would have been in one room most of the time."

Adam looked at the shaking in Kris's hands, hands he'd rarely if ever seen shake, "So, what are you working on?"

Kris looked up a blank look on his face, "huh?"

Adam nodded towards the guitar and computer, "what are you working on?" Adam frowned at the shrug and mumbled noncommittal comment from Kris. "I'm going to go back blonde and sing Nsync tomorrow."

"Yeah, that would be cool, what ever you wanna do man."

Adam's eyes popped and he stood up dislodging the pile of mail he had in his lap, "okay Allen, get your fucking ass up."

Kris looked up in surprise, "what?" Adam reached down and grabbed Kris by the arm yanking him up and shoving him in front of him out of their hotel room. Kris stumbled and turned around shocked at Adam, "Adam? Dude? What is wrong?"

Adam just glared down at him when they got into the Elevator and said, "you're hand was shaking, you were out of it."

Kris shook his head, "no I wasn't."

Adam raised an eyebrow, "do you know what I said when you replied, 'yeah that would be cool what ever you wanna do man'?"

Kris rolled his eyes, "of course, it was about your hair."

Adam just looked at him with the same expression and said, "Yeah, I told you I was going to go blonde and sing Nsync."

Kris just laughed, "You would never."

Adam nodded, "right, but that's not what you said the first time I said it."

Kris sighed, "Alright so I'm a little different. Since when does that warrant you man handling me?"

Adam just smiled, "not like you complained Kris, you're stronger than me even if I am bigger, you could've stopped me at any time."

Kris just shook his head, "nah, I know you to well to be scared of you Adam, no matter what you do. I just want to know what's going on."

Adam shrugged, "food. I'm hungry. If you're going to make me sort through all that fan mail with you again, I need nourishment."

Kris laughed, "You just want Ice Cream."

Adam snorted, "of course."

Shaking his head Kris smiled, "so, what flavor tonight, Chunky Monkey, or Raspberry Razzle?"

Adam frowned at him, "Raspberry Razzle? That doesn't even sound good."

"It's not." Kris shuddered at the memory of having to eat a spoonful from Katy at their wedding. "Katy wanted it at our wedding; she shoved a spoonful in my mouth. I'd never tell her this, but I wanted to puke all over her dress."

Adam laughed, "Kristopher, you are so insensitive to women's tastes."

Kris shrugged, "yeah, that's the same thing Katy told me before I left." Adam stopped walking when Kris said that but Kris never noticed, "That, and I'm insensitive to her needs, I don't understand her, you name it."

Adam blinked in shock and said, "Kris?"

Kris stopped and looked back at him, "yeah?"

Adam frowned shaking his head, "I'm not hungry anymore, let's go back to the hotel."

Kris shrugged and walked back to Adam, keeping quiet as the pair walked back to the hotel. Kris knew he'd surprised Adam with his news. Once they were back in the room, Kris looked at Adam, "sorry I didn't tell you."

Adam shook his head, "when? I was in Arkansas for a week with you guys before this."

Kris frowned and looked down, "the night me and you stayed up all night talking? That next afternoon while you slept."

Adam's eyes grew wide, "oh man Kris I caused you guys to fight? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to cause any problems, but Drake got upset, and of course Brad was involved, and me and Drake broke up and I,"

Kris shook his head, "Adam, stop. It wasn't you. We'd been having problems since Idol; it finally just got came to a head I guess."

Adam shook his head, "It was because of me wasn't it? Because you roomed with the Queer, the fairy. Because we became friends?" Kris shook his head but Adam held up his hand, "I'm good at reading people, comes with the Gaydar Kris, small town people aren't usually accepting of homosexuals, it's even worse when they're so churchy. I knew someone would have a problem with us being close."

Kris shook his head, "it shouldn't have been Katy though! She was never this way."

Adam sighed and put a hand on Kris's shoulder. "Kris, Katy's got to have time to adjust to me and you being close."

Kris shook his head and turned his body curling it around Adams in a gripping hug, "she doesn't want to adjust to it. She told me if I continued to be, as she called it, 'publicly intimate with him' that she would divorce me."

Adam gripped Kris tighter and looked at the envelope that lay on the floor. "That's what's in the envelope huh?" at Kris's nod, Adam went to release him only to have Kris grip him tighter, definitely bruising a few ribs. "Kris, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept hugging you in that interview."

Kris backed away from Adam with an usual glare on his face, one Adam admitted to himself that he never wanted to see directed at him again. "I'm the one who was touching you Adam!" Adam shook his head and opened his mouth again, only to have Kris, toss the notepad he'd been using to jot lyrics down on at him, "news flash Lambert, I filed for divorce, I signed them first. All that is in that envelope is the finality of it." Kris shook his head and walked towards the door, turning back before he shut he took in Adam's shocked expression, "my god. For all your actions at the mansion, and on the tour, you're really quite blind when someone's done everything short of announcing on stage." Still shaking his head Kris left Adam in the room.