Someday Maybe

A/N: Aside from the fact that- well, I still really like this chapter. I think Aiden is kind of fun even though he annoys Ty immensely.
Anyone want to be my Beta?

Thanks to my reviewers and the people who read this.

Lisa: You get the answer to the babysitting question in this one. I hope you enjoy it.

A. Nonny Mouse: Yeah. Regretfully since I'm trying to write 50,000 words in a month and still have a life I don't spend a lot of time editing this. I would like to have a Beta but that may or may not happen. Still, I'm very glad you found it to be interesting enough to stick with despite the mistakes.



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“So you’re like a spy? Like James Bond?” Ty sighed inwardly. “Not very much like that at all, no.” He told Aiden. “But you do spy stuff.” The younger male insisted. “You go and read people’s minds and hack into their computers and stuff.” The blond looked over at the teenager who had taken up residence on his couch. Their ages weren’t really that different but Ty still felt like he was the adult here and Aiden was a child.

“James Bond does not have psychic powers.” Ty said reasonably. “And you don’t have his hot body and smooth moves.” Aiden retorted a little distractedly. Ty looked up from what he was doing in the kitchen. He was starting coffee, one of the few things he ever bothered to do himself. He also knew how to heat up frozen food and leftovers but cooking, though he was sure he would be fine at it, was just not something he had the patience for.

“Are you looking up porn again?” The older boy asked, annoyed as he crossed the kitchen and entered the living room. “No.” Aiden responded. Except, of course, Ty was already close enough to see that he was. Ty smacked him upside the back of his head. “You’re supposed to be ordering your own clothes.” He reminded him. “And I said we could just go to the mall or even Walmart or something it’s not like I need fancy clothes.”

“I don’t want to go out in public with you.” Ty responded. “It’s bad enough having you in my living room.” Aiden turned toward him and managed a decent pout even if the effect was somewhat ruined by the fact that he hadn’t managed to totally rid his face of its permanently amused expression. “Aww, you almost make it sound like you don’t like me.”

Ty had to wonder why, again, they had stuck Aiden with him. He could only assume it was some kind of punishment for something he had done wrong. The kid, and it turned out he really was one, was sixteen and had gotten himself emancipated so they couldn’t get their hands on him in the usual way when they found out what he was. So they offered him a job instead. They’d advanced him some money and such until he actually went on an assignment but he was a flight risk so he had to be watched. Since he’d most likely be working with Ty, at least for a while, they’d given him the babysitting job so they could get used to one-another. Ty wondered how long it would take to get used to the desire to want to shoot himself in the head out of frustration.

“I don’t like you.” Ty responded evenly. “You’re juvenile and annoying. You have no capacity to do what you’re told and lack in the basic skills to take care of yourself.” Aiden frowned. He set the laptop on the coffee table and stood up. He walked around the couch and approached Ty. “And you’re an annoying ponce who sits around and does abso-fucking-lutely nothing all day and when someone tells you to jump you ask them how high and if they want some mind-reading with that.”

“And your life is so much more exciting?” Ty challenged. “You sit and look up porn every second I’m not watching you and have tried to sneak out twice and steal my car keys.” Aiden narrowed his eyes. “If I had a nice apartment and lots of money and a nice car and a job I only had to attend to occasionally I’d have lots of friends to hang out with and go out to parties all the time and go out to eat whenever I wanted and real people to have sex with unlike some jerkoff I know.”

Ty shook his head. “If I didn’t have to listen in on everyone else’s thoughts every waking second of every single day I might be slightly more inclined to go out in public and be less disgusted with anyone who might want to be my friend. And after you’ve had an insight to just what kind of perversions the people you meet every day have going on inside their heads and know how many of them literally are undressing you with your eyes you’d probably be completely turned off from sex.”

Aiden frowned. “Is it really like that?” He asked, having suddenly given up on their petty fight. “It’s hard to provide an adequate description but yes, it’s like that.” Ty responded evenly. “Huh.” Aiden said, considering. “But you can’t read my mind?” He continued. “Not unconsciously, I probably could if I tried.” He answered truthfully. “So we should have sex.” Aiden concluded and started to grin almost before he’d finished his sentence though the expression was clearly in reaction to what Ty did afterward which was to take three or four steps backward.

“You may find this hard to believe but you are not god’s gift to the world.” Ty said as coolly as possible. Aiden snickered but didn’t press it. “Take me out shopping and I’ll do two very un-annoying things for you. I promise you’ll appreciate them.” The blond looked skeptical at Aiden’s proposition. “Neither of them involve sex.” He amended. “But you’ll have to buy some real groceries if you want me to cook dinner.” Ty arched up an eyebrow at him. “You can’t cook.” He commented. “Unless you’re trying to poison me...” He trailed off. “Haven’t and can’t are different words.” Aiden sniped back, obviously repeating something he’d been told before.

Ty sighed wearily. “Fine.” He said eventually. Not that he wanted to go out shopping. Today wasn’t really a bad day so far aside from the fact that Aiden was annoying but it was still often a hard thing to do just to step outside his apartment knowing he was going to listen in on the thoughts of dozens upon dozens of people today. It was especially bad when he was planning on going someplace busy.

Aiden snatched his keys and started toward the door while Ty was still grabbing his bag and heading after him. He locked and closed the door and took a couple jogging steps to catch up with the blue-haired male. He managed to kife his keys back. “Aww, I wanted to drive.” Aiden pouted. When Ty pointed out he didn’t have a license he was met with a “So?” and a blank stare. “It’s my car. You can drive when you have a license and your own car.”

Aiden pouted some more but got into the passenger seat. “You hate techno, don’t you?” He asked as Ty turned the car on. The radio, still set to the god-awful station Aiden had put it on last time, blared to life and Ty grimaced at the sound. “Yes.” He responded. “Rap? Pop?” Ty shook his head to both of those suggestions. “Alternative Rock?” Finally something he knew there were at least some decent songs in. “Okay.” He agreed. “There’s probably a SIRIUS station for that.”

Aiden fiddled with the buttons as Ty started to drive and eventually came up with something. Ty was glad that at least it didn’t sound terrible. Not terrible was better than nothing. And this was just one song. Who was to say that other sounds were better than not-terrible? At least it saved having to try to make small talk in the car.

When they got to the mall Ty gave Aiden a credit card, told him how much he was allowed to spend and declared that he was going to be in the bookstore and to come find him when he was done. And then he walked away before Aiden could protest. He spent almost an hour drifting through the isles of books and picking out ones he wanted to buy. He paid for them and went and ordered a latte and a sandwich to have while he sat in the café part of the store and read magazines.

Aiden came some time later with his arms full of bags. “You should buy me a coffee and some lunch and then we should go see a movie before we go to the grocery store.” Ty arched an eyebrow up at him. “Yes to coffee and lunch and we can rent a movie and watch it at home provided whatever you want to watch isn’t terrible.” Aiden plopped down in a chair opposite Aiden and dropped the credit card on the table. “Good. Go fetch. I want gingerbread. Only upside of shopping in November when there are people everywhere.”

Ty frowned but picked up the credit card and went to get them both coffee. Maybe Aiden was somewhat correct. He wasn’t very confrontational most of the time. He got them both slices of cake as well and though Ty would have been content to just sit there and drink coffee and eat cake Aiden seemed to think they should talk. “So you really read that much?”

“Yes. It helps if I concentrate on something but mostly I just enjoy reading.” Aiden seemed to consider this. “I prefer video games.” He said. “Or watching... movies.” Ty took his turn to frown. “I play video games also. We could play some later.” They discussed the merits of different games and Ty was pleased that the blue-haired male seemed to have similar taste in games. Maybe he wouldn’t be so bad. Especially if he wasn’t terrible at cooking. But that remained to be seen.

It also remained to be discovered whether or not he would actually be useful on assignments. He’d so far avoided telling Ty how his “sight” worked. Ty had wanted to know how far in the future he could see and whether he could see different possible futures. He wanted to know if he had to make a conscious effort or if the visions just happened or if there was a more bi-level conscious and unconscious effect the way his own worked but Aiden didn’t want to say and thoroughly reading through his briefing had provided no further clues. He’d just have to pay attention and find out.



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A/N: Reviews for me, please and thanks much?