Another one shot just a fun little Mac and Barrons argument. Hope you enjoy!

"And now for today's daily weather report. Well you better get out while you can, that is if you can. It looks like we'll be taking a break from all this rain and have a sun shine today around 64' for the rest of the day. Just remember that if you do step outside the comfort your home make sure that you braced and prepared to face whatever you might run into out there. That's it for now, back to you Killian."

I sighed and clicked off the radio. The small population of people that were still alive in Dublin since the walls had fell had put up a one way radio tower.

That only transmitted one station. Barrons, in particular, hates the station because of the faulty reports that were announced every day.

I was merely annoyed by it because all they did was give reports. I mean, come on radios are supposed to be for, well you know music. Or I guess mostly music anyway at least that's the way it was before the walls fell.

The side-seer's down at the abbey were protesting the people that started the station at least that's what I've heard from Kat anyways.

I glanced down at my perfectly manicured Ice Princess Blush nails only to noticed that the normal glow that surrounds my skin was missing.

I had lost my tan It wasn't a very hard thing to do in Dublin easily with all the rain we've been having the past couple of days.

I thought about the weather report the radio guy had said and figured what the hell this may be my chance to get my tan back.

I jumped up from behind the registered only to flip the sign to 'Closed' on my book store.

I ran upstairs to my old room and started digging through all the stuff that mom had brought over that had belonged to me from before they moved.

"Come on, come on I know you're in here." I muttered to myself as I shifted another box and dug through the one underneath it.

"Ah-ha," I said as I held up my old hot pink bikini I could have wore Alina pail green one, but I knew it take longer to find than this one.

I defiantly needed to remind myself the next time I went out to pick myself up a new bikini.

My old bikini had to be your average bikini no belly chain or anything like what V'lane or Cure had me wear while in faire but it did have the words 'Sugar Spice and Everything Nice' written across the back of the bottoms.

Alina had talked me into buying it.

I quickly changed and slipped my 'Juicy girl' shirt back on over my bikini then I grabbed a towel from the bathroom. I headed out into the hallway and collided with a wall of muscle.

I staggered back, afraid I was going to fall, but a hand shot out and steadied me.

"And where do you intend on going dressed like that."

I looked up to meet Jericho's lustful gaze. When I replied I kept my tone cool and natural.

"Out, what's it to you Barrons." He made a growling noise from the back of his throat. Before I could even blink, he had me up against the wall my jaw wide while his tong thrust in and out of my mouth.

I groaned and wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

"No," I moaned and pushed his shoulder back.

"I can't," I panted slightly once I got a breath of air.

"And why not?" He nipped my neck, his sharp teeth grazing over my skin.

I gasp, then moaned closing my eyes, "I need to go upstairs."

"Why?" It came out more of a demand than a question.

"I was gonna work on my tan."

He pulled back then and gave me one of those Barrons famous looks. "What?"

"Ms. Lane you do realize that it's getting ready to raining outside?"

Now it was my turn to give him a look, "No it's not. When I closed up earlier, the skies were clear." He stepped back, releasing me from him and the wall.

"Fine," He said his tone back to all business, "But don't say I told you so."

I rolled my eyes, "Fine." I pick up my towel from the floor and continued on my way up to the fifth floor of BB&B.

I stopped at the bottom of the stairs and turned back to Barrons only to find him staring at my ass. "Don't worry we'll contain this later," I said and winked at him.

I didn't have to look back to know that he was still staring at my ass I wiggled my butt a little more than necessary as I walked and I heard a deep chuckle as I continued up the stairs.

Later that day I was lounging on the roof. My roof top garden was doing great, and here I thought with all the rain we had been getting it would've drowned it out not letting it get enough sun.

Anyways, I was sun bathing, relaxing and just enjoying myself.

About ten minutes into my sun bathing a cloud move over the sun. I ignored it of course thinking it would pass because it was just a small cloud.

I must have jinxed myself because not only seconds later there was a huge clap of thunder, and rain started pouring. I gasp jumping up and grabbing my towel, running towards the door.

I twisted the knob on the door only to find it lock.

Shit! I had locked myself out. I frantically glanced around trying to find something for me take shelter under.

There wasn't anything. Wait! There.

I spotted it my only chance of getting out of this rain.

The fire escape that lead down into the alley behind BB&B. I had never really paid much attention to it before.

I climbed down the ladder on to the rusted platform and down a set of stairs by the time I reached the last platform I was completely soaked.

Out in the rain without my spear or a flashlight thank god for the exterior lights or I would have been so screwed.

I tried the back door. Locked. Damn, I was going to have to climb through the window. I held up the window and climbed up on a box, then threw one of my legs through the window. Pulling myself through, and letting the window fall closed behind me with a slam.

I stomped through the book store my towel dripping wet over my shoulder and my hair sticking to the side of my face, while I left a trail of wet footprints on the hardwood floors.

I marched in to Barrons study throwing the door wide open as I went.

He looked up from whatever he was reading at his desk.

"Do. Not. Say. A. Word." I told him through clenched teeth.

I turned, heading for the silver at the other end of his study. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the corners of his mouth slightly twitch.

I reached for my towel and threw it at him at lighting fast speed he had me against the wall with my hands above my hands.

"This is all your fault," I spat at him.

"All my fault," he growled.

"Yes it's all your fault you constant jackass. You jinxed me it didn't start raining until after you said it was going to rain." I was upset, and was looking for an outlet to take it out on. It wasn't Barrons fault he just happened to be the closest target.

He just looked at me, and let me go from the wall, "Bloody hell Mac is that what this is about? I can't control the bloody weather women."

He snapped at me then, turned his back towards me pitching the bridge of his noise in frustration.

"Well because of you now I can't get my tan." I pouted slightly, and then without another word I disappeared through the silver.

~O~

I showered dried off and changed into my favorite lacy peach sleep shirt and matching panties.

I crawled into bed surprised that Jericho never joined me, but then again with the way I had spoken to him earlier I didn't blame him.

When I woke up hours later, I noticed Jericho still wasn't there he probably hadn't been all night.

I sighed as I got up not bothering to change clothes and went looking for him. I found him in one of the many rooms that he had down here.

"No Ryodan I didn't expect-," Jericho growled into the phone.

"WELL THAT IS NOT MY GOD DAMN PROBLEM, SO I SUGGEST YOU FIX IT YOUR SELF." He yelled into the phone, then slammed it shut, he turned and eyed me wearily as if he was just now noticing me in the room which I knew he hadn't.

"Problems over at Chester's?"

"Problems that are none of our concern," he replied coolly.

He took hold of my hand, "Come, I want to show you something."

I narrowed my eyes at him and gave him a playful smile as he lead me to another room close to the kitchen.

At least I think it's close to the kitchen I still get lost in the place.

"What is this?" I asked once we were in the room.

"Honestly, Mac haven't you ever seen a tanning bed before."

"Of course I have," I said defensively. I sighed, "I meant what is it doing here?"

"I brought it here," He said pointy.

I rolled my eyes, "No duh, but why?" He smiled faintly, "I thought it was obvious."

When I didn't comment he continued. "I got so you could tan without throwing a hissy fit at me."

I stared at it surprised, then opened my mouth to respond but he was already gone. "That man," I mumbled, shaking my head.

Later I found him in his study, gazing over what seemed like a million papers.

"Barrons," I said. He pretended to ignore me.

"Jericho," I said softer. He looked up at me then he was wearing one of his crisp Italian suits and I pretended to fix the color of his shirt so I could touch him.

"What is it Mac I'm extremely busy." I couldn't help but laugh at his cocky-ness.

"You never gave me the chance to thank you for the tanning bed."

"I do not care for showing emotion Ms. Lane even in the simplest way you of all people should know that by now."

I was about to reply with some snarky comment when I saw the glisten his eyes he just loves teasing me.

"Consistent Jackass," I muttered as I dragged his head down by his tie until out lips met.

"You know," he growled as his fangs grazed my lip. "You never apologized for snapping at me the other night either."

"Oh really," I said. I smiled against his lips and reached up and tangled my hands in his hair.

"And I think it's time that you should be taught a lesson." I was lifted up on top of his desk as he shoved papers out of the way.

Let's just say we'll we didn't exactly make it all the way back to the bedroom, there were too many detours along the way.

So people with any heart Read & Review.