Three years later- the day that Jenny joined the Red Cross

It was a sad day in the Ross household. The youngest member of the family, Jenny Ross, was leaving the house.

"Ah, Jenny…"

Mike caressed the bunny's ears as his mother talked to the woman who came from the Red Cross. He was very proud of his bunny. Harvey had told him that only the very brave men and women joined the Red Cross. If Jenny wanted to see the world and help less fortunate kids, he would have to let her go.

"Where do you think she'll go first? Africa?"

"Do you want her to?" Harvey asked. They were sitting on the porch, waiting for Mike to say his goodbyes to the bunny.

"Africa is far away. I think she will like it there. Plenty of sunshine and many kids to help." Mike answered.

He had never been outside the States but he wanted a different life for Jenny. He wanted her to help kids far away who were afraid to fall asleep in the dark and to keep them safe when they were frightened. Mike didn't need Jenny's help anymore; he had Harvey. But he knew that there was only one Harvey in the world, so he couldn't stay selfish and had to let Jenny go help others.

Mike looked over at the box that the woman from Red Cross was holding. He could see many other stuffed animals that signed up for the voluntary work.

"Look, Jenny, those are your fellow workers." Mike pointed at the box. He could tell that Jenny was excited.

"Mike, it's time for Jenny to leave." Mike's mother said with a consoling smile.

"Okay, mom. She's ready."

Mike hugged his bunny as tightly as he could and planted a kiss between her ears. He wasn't going to cry. He was a big boy; he was eight year old now.

"She's going to be all right." Harvey patted Mike on the back and let him put the bunny in the box.

"Goodbye, Jenny. Thank you so much for spending amazing time with me."

A tear rolled down Mike's cheek. He couldn't help it. He turned around and ran to Harvey.

"Shh, it's okay."

Harvey pulled Mike into his arms and drew comforting circles on the small back. He figured that Mike was going through something similar to the day that he had sent his puppy to heaven.

"Mike, honey, why don't you and Harvey come in and have some extra delicious pancakes?" Mike's mother asked, winking at Harvey.

"Yeah, what do you say, Mike? I'm starving." Harvey grabbed his stomach with one hand. All those years of acting in school plays were clearly paying off.

"You're hungry? Oh, then let's go eat."

Mike rubbed his red eyes and took one last look at the Red Cross car that was becoming smaller and smaller on the road.

"One day, I'll go to Africa too. I'll see what she saw."

Harvey smiled. "You do that. For now, you're going to eat pancakes with me."

Mike nodded. The two boys held hands as they walked into the house. They were going to talk about Jenny's courage over pancakes and lemonade.

Seven years later- the day that Harvey and Mike decided to go to Harvard

Harvey and Mike were having pizza in Mike's living room. Mike's parents had let them have the house for the day while they celebrated their wedding anniversary outside.

"Whoa, they sound really smart." Mike managed to squeeze a sentence out of his mouth that was stuffed with a slice of pizza.

"Yeah, they do." Harvey agreed as he focused on what the lawyers were saying. They were having a courtroom movie marathon to celebrate the end of their midterms.

"Have you decided which law school you want to go to?" Mike asked as he poured Coke into his mouth.

"Yeah, I think I should go to Harvard." Harvey announced.

Mike chuckled. "I knew you'd pick that one."

"Because it's the best."

"And, it also starts with 'Harv'."

Harvey laughed. "What does that have anything to do with it?"

"I just thought it was a good match! People might call it fate!"

"Well, fate says you're coming with me."

"Hmm… I don't know. Are you sure you want to be seen with a kid?" Mike stuck out his tongue. Harvey still called him 'kid' when he was fifteen years old.

"I need to make sure you're in my sight. I wouldn't want anybody to snatch you."

"Aww! You're worried I'm too cute and gorgeous?" Mike put a silly grin on his face.

"If you haven't looked in the mirror, you have a pimple on your left cheek."

"Which will be gone in a few days! My cuteness will last forever!"

"You had too much caffeine." Harvey pushed the Coke out of Mike's reach.

They ate in comfortable silence until Mike spoke cautiously. "Harvey?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you ever want to go out with someone else?"

Harvey eyed him sharply. "Where is this coming from?"

Mike shrugged. "I don't know. We've been together since forever."

"Ten years is called a decade, not forever."

"Whatever, Harvey. I just don't want you to feel like you're missing out on the fun because you're busy taking care of a kid."

Harvey sighed. "You're not a kid."

"Aha!" Mike punched the air in victory. "You admitted I'm not a kid anymore!"

Harvey shook his head. Now Mike really looked like a kid.

"And, who says I'm not having fun with you?" He changed the subject as he grinned maliciously.

"Huh?" Mike could tell that Harvey was up to something.

"Uh oh…"

Mike tried to flee but Harvey was faster. They ended up rolling on the carpet with Harvey tickling every bit of skin that he could find.

"Ahahaha! Harvey! Stop! Hahaha…"

"See? This is fun."

"For you, maybe! Oh ahahaha… Stop, Harvey!"

Harvey went a little easy on the kid as he enjoyed the feeling of Mike's laughter fill up his world. He didn't want that to change ever. So Harvard it was for both of them.

Three years later- the day that Harvey had stopped being Saint Harvey

Harvey and Mike were sitting on Harvey's bed in their dormitory room. Mike was going to turn eighteen in less than ten minutes.

"I can't believe we're finally doing this!" Mike gasped in excitement.

"I don't think I can think straight with all the blood going south." Harvey pointed at the bulge in his pants as Mike giggled.

"I can't believe you've waited all this time!"

"Yeah, Mike, there are many things in the world you can't believe." Harvey groaned. The last thing that he wanted to do was to talk, but he wasn't going to jump his puppy before the clock hit midnight.

"Nobody will call you Saint Harvey anymore." Mike chuckled as he checked the nightstand one last time. They had all the supplies ready.

"Well, we've done a fair amount of dirty stuff since you've turned sixteen. Good memories." Harvey's arms snaked around Mike's waist.

They were still fully dressed in T-shirts and jeans, ready to go wild as soon as Mike turned legal.

"Are you nervous?" Harvey's voice was soft against Mike's ear.

"Are you serious?" Mike turned his head to face his boyfriend. "I've waited for so long."

"That doesn't answer my question." Harvey dropped a kiss on top of Mike's head.

"I trust you, Harvey. There's no reason for me to be nervous." Mike put up a brave face.

"I don't want to hurt you, Mikey. If things get too uncomfortable, you tell me right away. Promise?"

Mike looked into Harvey's eyes. How did he manage to keep such a boyfriend for such a long time? "I promise."

The look on Harvey's face was nothing that Mike could describe with words. Mike felt as if he would burst from the amount of affection that he could see in Harvey's eyes. There was lust in them all right, but the pure joy and excitement that came from the expectations of connecting with him at the deepest level was unmistakable.

"I'll show you how I feel."

Aware that they only had to wait two more minutes, Harvey unhooked his arms from Mike's waist and put them on his face. The boy still looked so young, and a part of Harvey was still debating if he should wait another year, but he knew that Mike would probably kill him if he let him wait any longer.

"Show me, Harvey."

Mike's eyes were one of the things in the world that constantly amazed Harvey. They were simply breathtaking. He was blissfully addicted to so many things of Mike and he never wanted to get better.

"Harvey?"

"Hmm?" Harvey couldn't take his eyes off Mike's.

"I think I'm eighteen now."

Harvey glanced at the clock on the wall. Mike was right.

"Mikey…"

"Harvey…"

Their eyes closed as their lips met. They had expected to lose their minds as soon as it became midnight and Harvey had been worried that he might get too rough, but apparently, he cared about Mike much more than he wanted to admit. He found himself taking the time to let Mike know just how much he meant to him.

While they kissed into the night, they both thought about the day that they had first met. Oh, they were such silly kids back then. Mike thought about the moment when Harvey had let him have lunch at the grown-ups' table while Harvey thought about the moment when Mike had kissed him on the cheek under the umbrella.

Then their thoughts drifted to the day of their first kiss. It had happened on the bench of a park right after Mike's lips had turned impossibly red because of a cherry flavored Popsicle.

"Oh god, Harvey…" Mike felt as if his whole body was burning. He had to get out of the clothes.

"It's okay. I've got you." Harvey took off Mike's jeans as Mike peeled off his own T-shirt.

"Are you nervous too?" Mike asked as he lied on his back.

Harvey looked down. The kid had just admitted that he was nervous. "Yes, I am."

He kissed the tip of Mike's nose and wore his most reassuring smile. "Don't worry, puppy. We're going to take it slow, and we're going to love this. Have you ever seen any other couple with better chemistry?"

Mike shook his head and smiled. As he wrapped his arms around Harvey's neck, he knew that this would be his favorite birthday gift ever.

Ten years later, at Pearson-Hardman law firm

When Rachel walked into her office, the first thing that caught her eyes was the flowers on her desk. White roses were her favorite and her husband knew exactly what to get her. She breathed in the scent of the fresh roses and read what was written inside the card.

The roses cannot match your beauty, but what in the world can?

- Your faithful pirate

'Oh, Kyle…'

Rachel smiled as she pictured him struggle to find the right words. They had been married for two years now and Kyle had been good to her. She put the roses in a vase and grabbed a piece of paper.

The dinner I'll cook you tonight might match it. You'll get a dessert too.

The paralegal picked up the note and headed to the associates' cubicles. She left the note on Kyle's desk and was about to leave when she saw a very excited Mike out of the corner of her eye.

"Hey, what's going on? I'm the one who's pregnant but you look like you have some serious hormone issues."

"Oh, Rach, I'm so glad you asked. Harvey's going to be a junior partner!" It wasn't official yet but Mike had to tell someone, and he knew that he could trust Rachel.

"Oh my god! That's fantastic!"

There was only one small problem; Rachel was pregnant.

"Oh god, are you crying?" Mike bolted out of his chair and pulled out a Kleenex.

"I'm just so happy for you guys!"

"Yeah, I can tell. Thank you."

Rachel took the Kleenex and wiped the tears off her face. She hoped that her mascara was intact. Kyle had bought her 'super water proof' ones, but if she checked herself in the mirror later and found it smeared, Kyle could kiss his dessert goodbye.

"You guys can move into a bigger house, Mike. With three bedrooms! God, I'd love a house with three bedrooms. Oh, you should totally get a walk-in closet too. Isn't Harvey obsessed with his suits?"

"You have no idea." Mike groaned. "He's also obsessed with telling me how he passionately hates my skinny ties."

"Aww, that's so adorable. He wants you to look better. I so knew he had a heart inside all that armor." Rachel cried some more.

"Ross, what did you do to make my wife cry?" Kyle butted in, glaring at Mike with dark eyes.

"It's fine, honey. I'm just so happy for him." Rachel pulled Mike into a murderous hug while Mike put up his hands to tell Kyle that he hadn't done anything wrong.

After letting go of Mike who was on the verge of passing out due to lack of air, Rachel looked at her husband with narrowed eyes. "Try to work harder, will you?"

"I already work hard!" Kyle protested.

"That's why I said 'harder'."

Rachel walked away while Kyle was left confused. "I don't get it! I got her white roses! Those are her favorite!"

Mike shrugged. "Maybe you screwed up in your card."

Kyle bit his lips. "I knew it! I should've just quoted some nauseating old poem."

Mike smiled. It was so easy to mess with Kyle's head.

"Mike, Donna says Mr. Specter wants to see you." Harold came over with a flushed face.

Mike let out a sigh. "I'm telling you, Harold, Donna's not interested in you. She's just toying with you."

"She can toy with me all she wants." Harold announced as he sat in his cubicle. He considered her a goddess, and a goddess could do anything she wanted to the whole wide world.

Mike shook his head and walked over to Harvey's office. But the office had been cleared out and nobody was there.

"It's over here, rookie."

Mike took a few more steps. "Whoa, this is your office now?"

Harvey smiled in front of his new office which was clearly larger and had a better view of the city.

"I thought the promotion wasn't official yet." Mike said as he walked into the office.

"It will be in a couple of hours. Miss Pearson let me settle in early." He couldn't call his old school teacher by her first name. That was just wrong.

"I'm sure you didn't threaten her."

Harvey pretended that he was hurt. "Is that the type of person you think I am?"

Mike snorted. "I know you're the type of person who would call your assistant not because you need a file but because you need to christen your office."

"See, that's why I told Miss Pearson that you're going to be working for me exclusively."

Mike snorted again. "Harvey, only a senior partner has his own associate."

Harvey shrugged. "She thinks you'll have a good influence on me. I don't exactly agree, but I don't care what she thinks. I just need you."

"Please tell me I'll be doing more than hiding under your desk and arching my back on your couch."

"I have a few toys if you're into those things."

"Harvey! You know what I mean."

Harvey closed the glass door and pulled down the blinds. "I don't know. It's hard to think when I'm so hard."

Mike let out an involuntary moan as Harvey pinned him against the wall.

"Uh, Harvey…" Donna's voice came through the intercom. "I think you need to brush up on your pick-up lines even though Mike's clothes probably fly out the window when you just look at them."

Harvey let out a murderous growl. "Not now, Donna. When I said I was hard, I meant it."

Donna laughed. "Fine."

Mike could hear her turn off the intercom. They could finally have some privacy.

"So which surface do you want to christen first?" Harvey unbuttoned the top of Mike's shirt and pressed open-mouthed kisses on the slender neck.

"I get to choose?" Mike tilted his head to give Harvey more skin to work with as his hands got through the layers of clothes to caress Harvey's skin.

"You've got three seconds. One. Two. Two and a half…"

"Desk!" Mike yelled as Harvey's counting triggered an old memory. He remembered the day in kindergarten when Harvey had given him a piggyback ride to the nurse's room.

"Oh, Harvey... You counted till two and a half back then too. You didn't jump to 'three' right away."

"Hmm?" Harvey was too lost in Mike's neck to bother about what he was saying.

"You waited for me. You cared about me way before I thought you did." Mike felt like crying, thanking God, and kissing Harvey all at the same time.

"Harvey…"

"What is it?" Harvey lifted his head and looked at the boy with slightly red eyes. "What's wrong, Mikey?"

Mike shook his head. "Nothing. I just love you so fucking much."

Harvey chuckled. "Who thought you'd grow up into someone with a dirty mouth, huh?"

"You love me for that." Mike licked Harvey's jaw line as dirtily as he could manage.

Harvey let out a groan. "No, I love you for the passion behind that mouth."

Mike couldn't help but kiss Harvey's face everywhere. "How do you say all these right words?"

"Well, I just made junior partner, didn't I?" Harvey winked and Mike was certain that it was the sexiest thing that he had ever seen.

"Let's get you on the desk now. Are you ready for this?" Harvey guided Mike towards the desk.

"If you're asking me if I'm ready to have messy sex with my junior partner boyfriend on his large and hard desk, then yes, I am."

"Oh, that dirty mouth of yours."

"If you have a problem with it, you'll have to shut me up."

Harvey pushed the love of his life on his desk and shut him up with a fierce kiss. Life had been kind to them; Harvey knew that very few people were fortunate enough to say that. He didn't want that to change ever. So he was going to stick with Mike to the end of his days. Whatever challenge life would throw at them, they would deal with it together. They would be scared together and they would be brave together. He would fight for Mike and Mike would fight for him.

As they parted to catch their breaths, Harvey realized that the little boy who had walked into his life with a bunny in his hands had become his whole world. He was grateful for such a beautiful world; it was full of colors and it had all kinds of weather. When his world was cold, he would wear a coat and paint it with warm colors. When his world was hot, he would wear swimming trunks and paint it with cool colors.

"I should've known you were special when you first walked into Miss Pearson's classroom." Harvey kissed Mike on the head.

"Well, I had a giant brain." Mike grinned.

"I should've known you were special to me."

Mike was at a loss for words. All he could do was smile and pull Harvey into another kiss. If someone asked him what the best thing that he had ever done was? He would tell him that it was to pester his mother to let him go to kindergarten a year earlier.

Author's note: Thank you so much for reading and leaving me such encouraging reviews :)