Karkat Vantas sighed as he walked down the streets of Washington to Alternia Elementary-High School. Most people would of thought it was a great idea to have a school that mixed all grades, but Karkat hated it. He was in middle school and still had to deal with random kids.

"Hey Karkat." A familiar voice made him turn to see a boy with black hair, square black glasses, a blue shirt with two squiggly lines in a lighter blue.

"Hey fuckass." The boy pouted. "Fine. Hey John." He empathized the boy's name to show his pseudo annoyance.

The boy, John Egbert, laughed it off and walked beside him. "Truth or dare?"

"What grade are you in? Third?"

"Hey I'm older then you by six months two weeks four days twenty one hours fiftysix minutes and fourteen seconds."

"And you only know that because I did the math."

"That means nothing. I'm older and that means I can't be in third grade." The eighth grader smiled. "So truth or dare?"

"Fine. Because you obviously will not leave me alone with this stupid game, truth."

"Is it truth you have-or ever had- a crush on me?"

"Yes." Karkat answered. "I did."

"Sorry Karkat."

"Don't care."

"Now it's your turn."

"I dare you to shut up."

"But Karkat you didn't ask 'truth or dare' first."

"Fine then. Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to shut up."

"You already said that one. Choose another."

"Fine! I dare you to kiss Strider as soon as you see him."

"Karkat I'm not homosexual."

"It doesn't matter. Those are the rules. You have to do what you're told." He smirked at the black haired teen and pushed his own amber hair from his eyes.

John looked flabbergasted. "But Karkat." He whined.

Karkat pointed up ahead to the school. "I see Dave now. And remember- a real kiss."

"Whatever dickhead." John growled. He then looked forward at Dave and ran. "DAVE!" Many kids turned to look at John and thankfully Dave was among them. The albino turned so he was facing John just as the smaller boy launched himself into the air and onto Dave, who instinctively caught him.

-John's POV-

I couldn't belive Karkat was making me do this. What have I ever done to him? I'd ask him later, assuming Dave didn't kill me first.

I ran at where Dave stood, calling out to him. He seemed a little surprised when I jumped onto him, my legs wrapping around his waist for support. Instantly his arms were around my waist, probably to stop me from pulling him to the ground.

As soon as he was steady I pressed our lips together. His were soft and warm. I knew mine were dry, chapped, and probably sticky from the chapstick I used.

Almost instantly he kissed me back. Leaning up slightly to add more pressure. I leaned down into it, my hands going around his neck.

I opened my mouth when he licked at my lips, and was only slightly surprised he deepened the kiss.

He tasted of orange juice, apple jacks, and bananas. His usual breakfast.

I kind of liked the taste.

I kind of liked the kiss.

I kind of liked Dave.

But I never told anyone.

Karkat may have figured it out.

Karkat may have figured me out long ago.

-Dave's POV-

I turned when I heard John calling to me. I had assumed he was just wanting to talk, or Karkat told him to go away again, but I'm much happier with what he had in mind.

Almost instantly he was on my waist and I quickly held him in place. I didn't want him to bust his pretty little face on the sidewalk.

Like this he was taller then me, so I looked up to see what he wanted and was meet with heavily chapped dry lips. I wish he wouldn't chew them so much. He might hurt himself.

They had a slight honey and cherry sent to them. He was using the chapstick I gave him. It smelled sweet and I wondered if it tasted the same.

Almost as soon as I licked his lips his mouth obediently opened.

He tasted of milk, Chocolate Pebbles, Coco Puff, and Captain Crunch. He has a habit of mixing cereal.

I always found it cute.

I always found him cute.

I had only told Karkat this once when I was sick and thought I was going to die. This was just a few months ago.

And now he was kissing me.

-Karkat's POV-

I knew it.

-Normal POV-

John panted slightly as he pulled back, Dave looking up at him. A single strand of saliva keeping them connected.

"So, want to tell me the reason behind the kiss?" Dave asked, ignoring the 'eews' from the grade schoolers, ignoring the taunts of the people who didn't except gays, and the 'awws' of the people who did.

"Just a dare." John smiled, his face a deep red.

"I see." Dave felt his heart sink as he sat John down.

Karkat walked up. "Hey."

"Hey." Dave nodded.

"I'll see you in class." Karkat walked away.