Could I do this? Sure! I mean, I'm in town, he lives in this town so what's the problem? The problem, you fool, is the last time you spoke, things weren't so great. No shit Sherlock!

The bickering inside Darren's head had been going on from the second his plane landed at the Brisbane airport, an hour ago, and he was sure they were setting out to drive him crazy.

He's your friend. Was my friend or have you already forgotten? He could still be your friend, if you just went and saw him. Yeah? And say what? Hi Danny, sorry about announcing the split without telling you and putting the blame on you in every interview. Then he'd probably physically throw me out. Well, how about going there and telling him the real reason? Yeah, sure. Daniel, the reason why I put an end to Savage is because I love you! He'd punch me *then* throw me out.

Letting out a frustrated growl, Darren made his final decision. He had to see him. The situation was as simple as that. 

Even if it was just to say his final farewell. To see Daniel's beautiful tanned face one last time.

He didn't like his chances of seeing the smile that sent his heart pounding but he knew that he would at least be able to look into his green eyes before the door was slammed and Daniel was permanently removed from his life...but never from his heart.

Sighing sadly, he climbed to his feet and, after a quick fiddle with his hair, he was outside and driving along the ever-familiar path to Daniel's home.

Parking a few houses from Daniel's, Darren climbed out of his car and took a deep breath.

At this point in time, he may have been petrified but, Darren at least felt himself feeling relieved. Relieved that the voices inside his head had finally stopped arguing and sending him mad.

Then, taking another deep breath, he began a slow and somewhat unsteady walk, his mind beginning to race over things that he had forgotten to consider when he'd first made the final decision to come here.

What if Kathleen was there? What if she answered the door? Would he panic and bolt or would he stand his ground and do what he came to do?

This line of thought then led to him wondering if Kathleen was still in the picture.

When he'd arrived home, his mother had taken it upon herself to fill him on everything that had happened in Daniel's life but he didn't recall any mention of Daniel's girlfriend and wondered if that was a good or a bad thing.

Before he could continue with this thought, he was surprised to find that, during his musings, his feet had automatically carried him right up to Daniel's front door.

His heart beat accelerating, Darren raised his hand and knocked on the door before his flight instincts had a chance to kick in.

The suspense was almost crushing and he began to feel physically ill as his stomach cramped up with the fear of the unknown and then, suddenly, Daniel was standing before him, wearing nothing but a worn pair of jeans and a shocked expression.

Darren's mouth went dry and his widened eyes roamed up and down Daniel's body before he could stop them.

"Darren...?"

Daniel's deep, questioning voice caused something to snap inside and, before he could register what he was doing, Darren grabbed Daniel and pulled his body hard against his own.

"Darren, what are you..."

Daniel's exclamation was cut short as Darren's lips came down over his own, Darren's tongue frantically begging entrance.

Whimpering with frustration, Darren forced Daniel backwards into his house, his lips refusing to leave Daniel's ungiving ones as he closed the door and spun around, slamming Daniel's body up against the hard surface.

Pushing his hands up between their bodies, Daniel placed them on Darren's chest and pushed hard.

"Darren, what the fuck are you doing?" he tried again but Darren's writhing body proved to be too much for him to hold off and their bodies were once more clamped together.

"Danny..." Darren whimpered before his lips covered Daniel's once more, struggling to break through his resistance.

Then, suddenly, Daniel's mouth opened and his hands slid up Darren's back and into his hair, gripping it almost painfully as he responded hungrily to Darren's kisses.

The kiss turned fierce and holds turned to almost death-grip proportions as years of repressed sexual yearnings exploded and showered them both with sparks.

"I never knew..." Darren gasped, breaking away from Daniel's lips so he could concentrate on pushing him down to the floor.

"Me neither..." Daniel replied before reaching for Darren and pulling him in for another heart-stopping kiss, moaning deeply as Darren's body settled atop his own.

Seconds later a large resounding tearing noise revibrated around the front hall and Darren gasped as his destroyed shirt was thrown across the room but, any protestations he may have been about to make were put on hold as Daniel's hand moved between their bodies and began rubbing his jean-clad erection.

Voicing his pleasure with enough obscenities to make a sailor blush, Darren's frantic hands quickly had Daniel's pants around his ankles and was jerking his bared cock with so much force that Daniel was almost crying with the mixture of pleasure and pain.

"Fuck me! Fuck me now!" Daniel begged gruffly, his hand releasing Darren to fight with his jeans, kicking off his own as he did so.

Moments later both men were naked and with one hard thrust, Darren was buried deep inside Daniel.

Ignoring the pain of Darren's forceful entry, Daniel instead concentrated on the incredible sensations that Darren was fast creating inside him and he let out a cry as he held onto him tightly.

"Harder! Harder damn you!" he growled.

Gripping the carpet, on either side of Daniel's wildly thrashing head, Darren pounded harder and faster into Daniel's tightness, sweat dripping from his body to mix with Daniel's.

"Fuck! Danny...I'm coming! Oh geezus!!! I'm fucking coming! Daniel!!!!" Darren screamed and, with one final thrust, he spilled his seed deep inside of Daniel's body.

"Oh god! Oh god! Oh godddddddddd!" Daniel cried and seconds later, his body arched and his pleasure erupted between them.

Passion spent, Darren's body collapsed atop Daniel's and they lay in a panting and sweaty mess on the floor.

"So, how are you...?" Darren asked once he'd finally calmed down and Daniel couldn't help but laugh, finding it rather an odd question to be asking at a time like this.

"Never felt better..." he replied and wiggled his hips for effect, drawing a moan from Darren who was still buried inside.

 

A few days later.

"So, are you going to catch up with Daniel while you're home?" the interviewer asked and Darren couldn't stop himself from grinning.

"I actually spoke to him the other day. Asked him how he was going and he told me he was going just fine..." he replied.

"So, does this mean the two Savage boys have finally kissed and made up?"

Darren laughed.

"You could say that. Yep, I think you could definitely say that..."