My Random Story that I named Baha. :P

Fang is here. I can feel him. He left, again. Even after that show of "love". I don't even know what it was, what pushed him away from the flock. He was always the silent type, you all know that. But what I don't understand is why he showed so much emotion for me, getting my hopes up that I will finally learn his deepest secrets. But then he just breaks me. Again.

But never again because I was going to find him and give him a good piece of my mind. A really good piece that will make him wish that he never left in the first place. A piece that I've been waiting to give him for a long time.

I got off the chair I was lounging in when I felt his presence. I was going to go to bed after one last look at the night sky. I walked to the window and looked in the night now. I was hoping for a speck agaist the moon, the flap of his purple black wings. Maybe even him if he wasn't retreating now. I wanted to see him so I could beat the crap out of him. Well, maybe I just wanted to see him. So I could say goodbye.

Oblivious to him creeping up behind me, I jumped when his arms went around my waist, his lips at my neck, kissing it.

"God, I've missed you."

The sound of his voice vibrating agaist my neck made me melt back into his embrace, needing his support more then ever now. Grabbing his hands in case I fell, I took a deep breath. It felt that a weight about eighty pounds was lifted off my shoulders now that he was here.

Where the hell has he been? What on the dear planet was so important that he had to leave me hanging here? What gives him the right to walk right back into my life? How could he?

I snapped my eyes open that I didn't know closed, and spun around, his arms coming loose and forcing him to step back so he didn't get hit.

The surprise in his dark eyes was evident when I faced him glaring. I felt sorry that he didn't know this was coming...but hell, I've waited two months for this.

"What the hell is wrong with you!? You are in so much trouble. Not with just me, but the entire flock as well. They are so pissed at you now, ever since you thought that you were too good for us. Did you have to go get something? Are you not wanting to be in the flock any more? Are you staying with us, or are you just going to walk out again, making us wonder where Fang went? You hurt hurt us when you do things like that. You hurt me so much when you do that. You hurt me."

I looked up at him through watered eyes. Quickly wiping away the one tear that escaped, I continued to stare at him. he was looking at me, his eyes dark and revealing no secretes. Except for one. That he was sorry. But that wasn't enough to make me forgive him, not yet.

As we continued to stare at each other, each harvesting our own feelings, it was if a veil lifted from his eyes. They became a nice light brown and I could see every emotion he was feeling. There was worry, sadness, longing, grief. There was also love, and relife. I decided now was a good time to talk, as he was so very exposed.

"And then you come back, out of the blue, and expect me to forgive you, just because you came back. But there was no calling, no contact whatsoever, making me grow grey from worry. I didn't - don't know anything. What you were doing. If you were even still in the same country. So if you think that a simple sorry will get you back in my good books, you got another thing coming. It's going to take a whole lot just to make me consider taking you back."

The tears long dry, I glared at him, giving him my "I'm-pissed-you-better-run-look". But as the seconds drew on, his eyes closed up again, quickly darkening to the usual black I was used to. It was a dissapointment, but then it was a bit of a relife. It was almost not Fang when that happend.

But instead of going off like I expected, he took a step closer. He wasn't falling to he knees like I would have liked to see, he just took another step closer. That's when I realized that Fang was really tall.

He stared at me, his face completly solome as his hand came up to brush along my jaw. I saw his mucels bunch when he brought his hand up. He must have been working out. I know for sure that he wasn't this....hot when he left last.

He couldn't keep eye contact with me, he was looking at all my differant features like my hair, my eyes, my nose, my mouth. The exsamimation made me feel self consious. I havn't been looking my best ever since he left me. Those things take an emotional toll on me.

I took my last breath a while back, and now his breath washed over my face like a drug. I really missed this. Well, I guess he didn't really have to get on his knees like I originally planned. He could stay up here. Doing what he was doing. This was much better than him getting all the way down there.

"What have I done to you?" Fang asked himself quietly, shaking his head slightly. He continued to stare at me for a few more seconds until he started.

"Max. Maximum. I am an idiot. I don't know why I did what I did, it's wasn't worth what you went through when I left. I screwed you guys over big time and I am so sorry for that. Please just consider you and the flock taking me back even after I left you hanging like that. Please."

I couldn't say anything. I couldn't think anything. All I could think was "Fang, Fang, Fang, Fang, Fang..."

So instead of giving him an answer, I showed him one.

Pulling him down to my height, I gave him a kiss that said everything.