student!luke and teacher!michael have some pretty big problems.

luke loves michael, and ashton, and calum, and sometimes jack.

"You're his beauty in an ugly world." or when artist!luke has a thing or two to teach artist!michael.

"Next!" The fortune teller calls. Michael smiled sheepishly at Ashton as he pulled back the curtain, walking in and taking his seat. They didn't believe in this crap; it was a dare. The fortune teller didn't look at her ball, or even Michael for that matter. She looked past his shoulder, her hands slightly shaking as they rested on the table. "You have a dark spirit following you." Who knew from that day, Michael's world would get turned upside down, all by a dark spirit named Luke Hemmings.