A/N: This is my first fanfiction, so thank you all so much for actually reading it. I really appreciate it!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Young Avengers nor anything else related to Marvel.

Billy felt slightly guilty at abandoning the other Young Avengers, but he had no choice. If he didn't find something for the guys to do, Tommy would likely drive everyone insane, or else blow something up. Plus, one of his friends, Megan, had a gig with Dazzler, and she'd been asking him constantly if he and Teddy would come to one of her shows. So, Billy thought, why not now? Besides, rumor was the majority of the Jean Grey school was sneaking out to go see it. What better place was there to spend a Friday night?

"Shit." They were just outside the concert, in civilian clothing, and Billy couldn't find the tickets.

"But they were just there!" he muttered, searching through his pockets. Gah! How could he forget them right before the concert?

"Maybe you left them at David's," suggested Teddy. Of course! They were probably lying abandoned in a crack in David's couch. Billy smiled gratefully up at his boyfriend.

"Where would I be without you?" Billy said, before stepping away and disappearing in a blur of blue.

Not everyone's teleporting is the same. Loki's is sort of a soft fading feeling. Nightcrawler's feels like an entire roller coaster over the course of half a second. Billy's gives one the feeling that they are looking across the world. Loki and America tried to explain it to him once. Something about the multiverse? Billy just wished they would explain the whole demiurge thing. They both obviously know about it. America even seems to have a history with the him-the demiurge-Billy? Billy grit his teeth. Time travel sucked. Was it even time travel? Billy had no idea.

David's apartment was just as they had left it, a central living room with a bathroom off to one side and a bedroom off to another. There were two chairs and a couch, none of them in very good condition, along with a flat-screen TV and a couple of tables full of computers and technological junk. There was a small kitchenette near the door, little more than a microwave and a few cabinets. A few books were lying around on the countertop. David was apparently a Harry Potter fan. Billy made a mental note to talk to him about that.

Billy walked over to the couch he and Teddy had been sitting on and dug around under the cushions. Where were those damned tickets? He floated the cushions into the air to make sure he wasn't missing anything. Nope. They were nowhere to be found. Billy shoved his hands into his pockets and slumped down onto a nearby chair. Where could they have possibly gone? They hadn't left his pocket since he showed them to the guys!

Wait, Billy thought. Are those…?

He slowly pulled out his hand, and to his amazement, there were the tickets.

"Weird," Billy muttered. He must not have noticed them…but he was sure his pockets were empty! Except for his phone, of course.

Wait. Where was his phone?

"I must be going crazy," Billy laughed, shaking his head. He had probably left it with Teddy. But why would he do that

He decided not to worry about it. After all, he was supposed to be having fun tonight. He was going to a concert that in all likelihood would have a multitude of young superheroes in attendance! What could possibly go wrong?