Plot: While investigating a multiple murders case, Sam and Dean have to pretend they are a couple to infiltrate an LGBT conference. What happens when Dean takes his role too seriously? Slash. Wincest. Dean x Sam.

Disclaimer: Do you think I'd waste my time writing wincest fanfictions if Sam & Dean were mine? Hehe!

Note: If you had told me some time ago that I'd write a fanfic about two brothers being in love with each other, I would have looked daggers at you and would have called you a sicko! Lol. But hey, only fools don't change their minds, huh? And I must admit that when two guys look that damn perfect together, you tend to forget about their family bonds, hehe! (and I mostly think of them as Jared and Jensen, so that helps!) So yeah, I'm a sicko too, then! lol

Please, bear in mind that I'm French, hence the English mistakes! :-)

THE RAINBOW FLAG.

CHAPTER 1.

"Stop eating that shit! You'll die from diabetes before you even know you have it!"

"Deaaaaan! Give them back to me!"

"No way!"

"Dammit! Do I lecture you about burgers? Do you think they're any better?" Sam yelled, looking daggers at his brother.

Dean sighed and held the packet of Peanut M&M's back to Sam. Sam's always been his weakest point and he can hardly refuse him anything he wants.

"Fine! Make your sugar rate explode but once you're a dialysis patient, don't count on my kidneys should you ever need a transplant!"

Sam rolled his eyes out of exasperation. He knew Dean was only saying that to protect him –he always wants to protect him- but he just hates being told what to do.

"They say chocolate helps you concentrate..." He muttered in a childish voice.

Dean couldn't help but smile. He took a seat next to his brother and began to tap his fingers nervously on the table. He hates it when his favourite computer freak spends hours doing research on the internet. Sure, Sam always finds very helpful and interesting stuff, but those moments make Dean feel so useless. He's more a man of action.

"Anything new?" He asked.

"Not really..." Sam mumbled without tearing his gaze from the screen.

It had been three days since they arrived in town to investigate multiple mystery murders. Three men had been found dead in a park during the last two weeks. All found stabbed in the heart while they were apparently leading a perfectly well-organised existence with their wives and kids. Sam and Dean had inspected every nook and corner of the park, interviewed dozens of people, done research on the web and at the library... but despite this intense investigation, all they had found out was that the three of them had the same secret: they all cheated on their wives with young men.

"Oh, wait! Maybe I've finally found something!"

Sam turned his laptop's screen so that his brother could see for himself.

"An LGBT conference at the community centre tomorrow afternoon..." Dean read aloud.

"Yeah. And guess what, the community centre's close to the park. LGBT, park... Strange coincidence, don't you think?"

Sam stared at his brother, waiting for his reaction to this little discovery but nothing came.

"Err... LGBT?" Dean finally asked.

Sam's eyes widened.

"Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgendered people," he explained.

"Oh... Of course, I knew it," Dean replied in a detached tone and Sam couldn't suppress a laugh. "I guess it's worth the trip... How do we infiltrate?"

Sam looked at Dean straight in the eye with a look that meant Don't pretend you don't know what I am thinking about!

"Oh, no, no, no! I see you coming, Samuel Winchester! There's no way I cross dress or wear SM stuff or whatever it is you think of!" Dean protested, gesturing frantically.

"Come on, don't be such a dickhead, dude! Not all gay men wear pink or practice bondage! Anyway, you sure you don't want to cross dress? You'd look hot in a miniskirt!" Sam teased.

"Shut up, you pervert!" Dean shouted, grinning and nudging his brother in the ribs. "So, what's your plan, man?"

"Easy! We just go there together, pretend we're a couple and see if we spot a homophobic demon or something."

Dean cast him an inquisitive look.

"Can you repeat the middle part of the plan? I'm not sure I got it right..."

"What?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow."Pretend we're a couple?"

"Yes, that bit..."

"Well?"

"Well, you happen to be my little brother, in case you'd have forgotten!" Dean told him in an outraged tone.

Sam sighed.

"I should really consider getting myself an I'm with stupid tee shirt! Of course you're my brother and you're not gay, but as far as I know, you're not a detective or a cop neither and it's never been an issue to you to pretend being one!"

"Ok, fine, I'll do it!" Dean agreed. "But... You're missing something there..."

"What?"

"Well, just look at you, geek! A hottie like me can't have such low standards, people won't buy it!"

"Piss off!" Sam exclaimed, bursting into laughter and tossing an M&M's at Dean's head. "And do you believe I'd go out with someone as gross and arrogant as you?"

"Hey, man! It hurts!" Dean bitched as the M&M's hit his head."D'you think it is a proper way to treat your lover?"

Sam shook his head in amusement.

"Seriously though, Sam. It won't be difficult to unmask us. I mean... We don't look gay!"

"There's no need to look gay! Just be yourself! Think of all the times people mistook us for a gay couple, and we weren't doing anything particular! Anyway, it's already 2.00am, we'd better go to bed..."

"Is that a sexual proposition?" Dean asked, fluttering his long eyelashes in a feminine way.

"Will you stop with that?" Sam sighed, faking exasperation.

They brushed their teeth in unison and went to bed.

"Nighty night, honey!" Dean smirked as he turned the light off.

In the darkness, a pillow hit him in the face.

"Oh, I like it when you're mean to me, Sammy!" Dean screamed in a high-pitched voice.

The two brothers burst into laughter and a few minutes later, both of them fell into the arms of Morpheus...

Thanks for reading! :)

Published on January.20 2011