[Chapter 12. Haha. Enjoy the cameo! Also, I'm taking Christmas ideas for the fic, so have at it! And, as always, read and review!]

Having successfully navigated the icy roads and arrived at the oddly bucolic designed shopping center, the Jeep pulled into a parking space. Jaden was oddly bemused. He recognized all the stores: Pizza Hut, Starbucks, etc, but each looked like a giant, log cabin.

"This place is weird." The brunette eventually declared.

"Is not." Jesse drawled. "It's just… Regional."

"Uh-huh." Jaden replied, chuckling as Jesse put the Jeep in park.

"Fine, fine." The bluenette laughed. "Shall we?"

"Yeah." Jaden nodded. "Actually, I want to check out that." He said pointing. Jesse followed the trace of said finger to its goal.

"…Yeah, I can see why." Jesse drawled. "Just don't get lost and meet inside in, let's say, five minutes."

"Sure." Jaden nodded eagerly, escaping the Jeep. Jesse merely laughed. It had taken time, but he had come to enjoy Jaden's complete and utter lack of an attention span. Exiting his SUV, Jesse quickly heard the measured click of his boots against the wintry tarmac. He reasoned he could get a handle on two extra-large pizzas. He was worried Jaden might forget that the ice wasn't his friend and bust his nose and/or ass.

Halfway across the parking lot, Jaden was giving no thought to the perils of frozen water. The gaze of his eyes had come into view. The sleek white beast was marvelous. Despite being obsessed with all things card related, he was a slight speed freak. So, of course, seeing a brand new BMW K1200 motorcycle got his teenage boy attention. Trying very hard not to touch, Jaden's eyes sparkled, wondering if he could get Jesse to buy him something like this.

"Can I help you?" The foreign-toned voice said. Jaden jumped slightly.

"Oh, no!" He babbled, feeling like a peeping tom. "Just admiring."

"Right. Thank you." The stranger said. Jaden, who was quite normally accustomed to hanging around hyper-attractive people, found himself in slight awe. The owner of the majestic motorcycle looked out of a movie. He was tall, his partially spiked blonde hair the epitome of lengthily styled. His white leather jacket bore the letters BMW up and down each sleeve. But, what caught Jaden's attention was the accent and how it sounded just like Jim from Duel Academy.

"But, uh, yeah." Jaden laughed. "Really nice bike."

"Again, thank you." The figure said, pulling his helmet on. His striking, classically attractive face quickly obscured. With a nod and what Jaden swore was a wink, he mounted the motorcycle and was soon zipping down the icy roads at what were probably dangerous speeds. With stars still in his eyes, Jaden strolled casually to wherever Jesse had gone to. He decided fairly quickly that his bluenette beau didn't need to know about the handsome foreigner.

Giving a low, almost goofy chuckle, the brunette was amused as Jesse, probably using those amazing core muscles of his, was balancing both pizzas perfectly. The brunette clapped admiringly.

"You're so talented, Jesse." Jaden bubbled. Jesse rolled his eyes.

"Oh, it's all for you, Jaden." He drawled. "That endless appetite you have might just empty my wallet."

"Well, I figured the house was proof you're pretty loaded." The brunette retorted. "And I saw the shoe section of your closet. Counted at least 12 different pairs of boots."

"Your point?" The bluenette playfully inquired, managing to get the pizza into the Jeep without dropping them or falling on his rear.

"That you have more boots than Alexis." Jaden quipped.

"But fewer than Atticus, Chazz or Aster." Jesse replied.

"Again, you can't use Chazzy and Aster as examples. They break the curve." Jaden said.

"And Atticus?" Jesse asked, getting in to the SUV.

"Jesse, he has endorsements for pro surfing, pro dueling and clothing companies. Bad example."

"He does have great hair, though." The Southerner drawled.

"Mine's better." Jaden declared. Jesse mixed a sigh with a laugh.

"Yeah, sure." The Southerner nodded, not wanting to cause a comical argument. "So, enjoy the shiny motorcycle?"

"Oh, yeah." Jaden grinned, his memory flashing on the mysterious rider. "Made the trip to the log cabin pizza place worth it."

"Again, Jaden, it was a weirdly constructed Pizza Hut." Jesse reassured. "Nothing sinister or hillbilly."

"Jesse, if I'm into you that kinda says I'm into Hillbilly." Jaden quietly giggled.

"…I'm Hillbilly?" Jesse repeated. "How am I Hillbilly? I'm rich!"

"You also drawl, wear tight jeans and have a goofy laugh." Jaden added. "In a good way."

"Nothin' about me is goofy!" Jesse lamely demanded. Jaden carefully winked.

"Oh, relax, bro. I adore everything about you." The brunette said, leaning slightly to tickle at the back of Jesse's neck. "God, you have a lot of hair."

"Thanks." Jesse blushed, not knowing what else to do with the addition of Jaden's curious fingers. Trying his best not to giggle, Jesse shifted in his chair.

"Ah, what's the matter, bro? Ticklish?" The brunette teasingly inquired.

"A little." Jesse confessed. "Though, you'd better slow down, because I'm the one drivin'."

"So?" Jaden merely replied.

"Really? You want to distract me while I drive on ice?" The bluenette asked. "That the best idea?"

"Could be fun." Jaden shrugged.

"Tell that to the tree we skid in to." The Southern beau deadpanned.

"Hey, if that blonde guy can on the motorcycle is on the road, I assume you can drive on this." The brunette asserted.

"Does this mysterious blonde rider have a name?" Jesse asked.

"Didn't catch it." Jaden almost sighed. "But don't worry, I only have eyes for you."

"Good." Jesse nodded. "Because my money likes you."

"Is it always so dramatic?" Jaden asked. "Luring me here before Christmas?"

"Invited, not lured." Jesse corrected. "Lured implies I had a pretense. I never planned on us getting as far as a makeout session on my bed… and couch. Or me seeing your junk."

"Well, I planned on showing you my goods at least once." Jaden said, eyes shining.

"Well, that's nice. Along with spying on me in the shower?" Jesse asked.

"Well, Atticus already got me a pic or two of you on the toilet. Though, they didn't show the blue trail." Jaden explained.

"I'm going to let the toilet thang slide." Jesse drawled. "Chalk it up to weird tastes."

Jaden merely shrugged, content for Jesse to remain in the dark about the nature of the bathroom-centric pictures. Maybe he'd tell him after a few months. With most of his jokes temporarily depleted, the brunette was content to lean and rest his head on Jesse's shoulder, occasionally nuzzling the area between neck and shoulder. Everything about the bluenette, probably because of his lean muscles, was warm. Beyond the warmth, Jesse himself was so inviting.

The accent was barely half the story. Jaden couldn't even list the ways and things that made Jesse the love of his life. By themselves, the accent, the muscles, the eyes, the goofiness, the general happiness would be great individually, but together? Together Jaden couldn't even comprehend it. It was too much. It explained how when the first time Jaden pleasured himself to the thought of Jesse, he had lasted less than 30 seconds.

Oops. That wasn't smart.

Immediately, Jaden began squirming, instantly regretting thinking about Jesse and masturbation in the same thought. It was a lovely thought, but his jeans, tight as always, weren't meant to hide erections. Giving a sigh, Jaden laughed into Jesse's shoulder as he uncrossed his legs and gave up the façade of trying to hide his stiffening organ. Jesse, ever the gentleman, merely chuckled.

"It's fine, Jay." The bluenette reassured, ruffling Jaden's hair. "God damn, you have a big dick."

"Thanks." Jaden blushed. Truthfully, he had never figured he was that big. After all, he had only ever seen Atticus and Zane nude, and he was too distracted by their bodies. But, as Jesse admiringly pointed out, it was very big. Jaden only cared that it made Jesse like him all the more. "And you're a good driver on ice."

"I'll take that an as equal compliment." Jesse winked. Jaden blushed and again buried his head in the space between neck and shoulder, this time finding an open patch of skin. He wasted no time in applying his lips and tongue. The Southern Beau quickly found himself in the throws of a fresh batch of laughter. The sensation was a pretty new one; it resembled a vacuum cleaner with a tongue. "Aha, and where did ya learn this, Jaden?"

"Aw, can't I be allowed to have some secrets?" The brunette asked.

"I guess." Jesse caved, wriggling in his chair. "Remember, I'm still drivin'."

Jaden merely laughed against Jesse's skin, realizing he was partly right.