Hello! Thanks for checking out my soon to be series of short stories! I have worked on many novel length fanfiction stories in the past, but I'm trying a new technique with my writing. I think I'll be able to update far more frequently if I stick to one shots for awhile. Hey, life is hectic, and short stories are always fun to write. So please let me know what you think of my first attempt. If I continue I think I may bump around to various points of view instead of only focusing on Chloe. So leave me some feedback and let me know what you think.

I do not own The Darkest Powers series. Thank you Kelley Armstrong for creating a beautiful world.

Bleed One Million Stories

Teach Me Something I Don't Know

Chloe & Derek

There were a lot of things I thought about those first few weeks after we decided to go on the run together. First, and probably most important, was that I needed to somehow contact my Dad and let him know I was ok. Aunt Lauren seemed to think that this was somehow feasible, but Mr. Bae was pretty much against the idea before we even divulged a plan. Secondly I was now stuck in between raging hormones and the fact that Aunt Lauren conveniently seemed to find ways to keep Derek and I separated almost all the time. I get it. Really I do. The whole protect your young from the evil clutches of relationship drama thing; it was like Aunt Lauren had this sixth sense of when to pop up and ruin any chance we had alone together. Thirdly, and probably the worst thought of all, was that I was still being forced to do homework. Yes. Homework. The evil bane of my existence still managed to hunt me down and devour any sense of adulthood I had been feeling when we broke away from the Edison Group.

Oh, it wasn't just me being forced into studying. Both Aunt Lauren and Kit had decided that it was important for us to keep working on school work no matter what sort of danger we may be in. Of course they didn't seem to understand that the homework sessions may end up more lethal then anything we dealt with a few weeks back. At least the Edison Group didn't nag me to death like Tori did when she didn't understand a math equation.

"This is stupid!" Tori threw her text book across the room so that it hit the wall with a hollow thud. "We're vigilante supernaturals and you are making us work on the probability of flipping a stupid coin." She crossed her arms over her chest.

Mr. Bae sighed for what must have been the eighteenth time that afternoon. Honestly, I felt sorry for the guy. He still hadn't been able to tell Tori he was her father, and now he was forced to sit here and listen to her bitch about math homework.

"Tori it's important to know this. An education is important regardless of what sort of being you are. Supernatural or not-"

"I don't need math to practice spells! I need a witch to teach me things." She was huffing again, "You know what this means?" She picked up her homework, "It's shit! I need practice if I'm ever going to learn how to control my powers."

Mr. Bae stood from his seat, "And you'll learn those spells once you can master the general education courses that all teenagers should go through."

Something else hit the wall in the room, and Tori shrieked out her frustration. This was an every day occurrence, but I kept my eyes glued to my equations and tried to figure out the probability that Mr. Bae would get out of here alive.

Sometime between my focusing and the yelling, Tori had managed to storm out and leave me alone with Mr. Bae. I could see the lines of frustration etch across his face and I lowered my pencil back down.

"For what it's worth, Mr. Bae, I can at least add up the answer without using my fingers anymore." I wiggled my fingers around and grinned, hoping to at least place a brief smile on the mans face.

It worked. He grinned. "Chloe I told you to call me Kit. Mr. Bae is too…formal considering everything we've gone through."

I stifled a small laugh and nodded, though we both knew I'd be calling him Mr. Bae again come dinner time. "I finished these problems." Holding out my homework I let him take it and scan it over. "If you want I can storm out of here too that way Tori thinks you've made me angry." It seemed that when Tori diva'd out of the room and I didn't follow her lead she automatically thought that we were bad mouthing her study habits.

"If you could I'd owe you a very big favor."

I was pulling my bag over my head when the idea came to me. "How big a favor?" I asked, the tone of my voice already hinting at what I wanted.

Mr. Bae looked up from my homework and smiled, taking a moment to study my face before shaking his head. "You two are going to get Lauren very angry."

"But what she doesn't know…" I smiled again, this time feeling my face grow warm. Here I was talking strategic sneak-away tactics with Derek's father. Not exactly the bonding experience I planned on having.

"You better make a really grand departure from this room then." I saw his mouth move the slightest before he was running his hands over my homework. Two hours of diligent work now looked like a mess of numbers and complete failure. "Looks like you need some quiet tutoring."

I mouthed a very soft thank you, and then took a deep breath before turning the doorknob of the motel room. "You are completely stupid! Those answers are right!" I slammed the door open just in time to see Tori coming back from the vending machine. "Maybe you should go back to school! Maybe you are the one that needs to study you stupid incompetent-"

"Chloe!" It was Aunt Lauren's voice that had me squeak out a noise of surprise, and I yelped again when she pulled me into her room. "What in the world has gotten into you?" By now Tori and Mr. Bae had followed in my wake, and when I came to survey my own surroundings I noticed Simon and Derek sitting at my Aunt Lauren's desk with a science text wide open.

"Chloe!"

"What?" I snapped back, realizing to late that it was Aunt Lauren again. Bad Chloe. Stupid stupid Chloe.

"What's going on, Kit? What in the world was the racket about, and why was Chloe yelling like an immature five year old?" She glared down at me and I felt my face flush again. This wasn't the exact plan I had hoped for.

Mr. Bae held up his hand to calm Aunt Lauren, and gestured for her to take a seat on the edge of her bed. Once she was settled, and once she stopped glaring at me, he handed her the homework I had been working on and began explaining how poorly I was doing.

Somewhere behind me I heard Tori shuffle around until I could feel her breath hit against my ear. "Didn't know you had the bitch in ya, " she paused, "and I didn't think you were dumber than I am." She snorted back a laugh, but stopped when Derek made a noise of disapproval. "Stupid wolf hearing." She mumbled, and then took a step back from me.

"…and that's why I think it would be better on both of our nerves if Chloe sat down with Derek and went over this work."

Not only did Aunt Lauren balk at the suggestion, but Derek looked like someone had just slapped him across the face with a cement block.

"Absolutely not." Aunt Lauren was already on her feet, shaking her head back and forth furiously. "If Chloe needs extra help with her math work then she can take an hour out of her time and sit here with me. She'll have peace and quiet and be able to focus on bettering her skills."

"Lauren you aren't listening to what I'm saying. Chloe isn't grasping the material because it needs to be approached in a different way. She needs peer studying."

I cast a hopeful look in Derek's direction, but he was busy staring down at his knees. It hurt when he did that. Even though we've gone ahead and kissed loads of times it always seemed like he was a million miles away. Now I was beginning to rethink this whole situation. Maybe being alone with Derek would only confirm my worst thoughts. Maybe he decided he really didn't like me. After all I didn't see him coming up with any elaborate plans to meet with me. Here I was being berated by my Aunt for phony disrespectful attitude and he was bust looking at the carpet.

"Simon can do it then."

Before Mr. Bae could say anything Simon had snorted back a laugh. "Look I may not be completely stupid, but I suck at math. Derek is like some geeky math genius. If Chloe's having problems its Derek who can fix it, not me." He held up his hands in defense.

For a second I thought Aunt Lauren was going to start yelling again, or worse, I thought she was going to see through the glamour that Mr. Bae had placed upon my homework. When she looked down at the sheet again, and then back up at Mr. Bae she let out a very slow hissing sound that mixed between angry and defeat.

"One hour." She handed the paper back to Mr. Bae. "And they can stay in here while I-"

"Lauren." Mr. Bae started, his eyebrows lifting in a challenging manner.

"Fine. One hour in your room while I finish my paper work." She turned to look at me. "Chloe, I expect you to have a pristine new copy of your work to give to Mr. Bae when you are done. I want to see all your work written out, and I want every single answer correct." She held out the paper.

I took it without saying anything, my heart hammering against my ribcage the entire time. Aunt Lauren rose from the couch and gestured for Tori to join her across the room where Simon was sitting. She babbled on about going over Science work while Derek gathered his things from the spot on the desk.

"One hour." Mr. Bae reminded us, shuffling us out of the room and back towards his own.

"Where are you going to go?" I asked, the door to his room clicking open as he let us inside.

He shrugged, "I've got some things to take care of. You just make sure you follow your Aunt's rules and get that homework straight." He grinned, winked over my head in what I assumed to be Derek's direction, and then closed the door behind him.

I stood there stupidly for a few seconds, staring at the knob on the door while half expecting my Aunt Lauren to come barging in and ruining everything.

"He locked it with a spell. No one will be able to get in for an hour."

"Oh." I turned, homework still gripped tightly in my hand. "I guess that's to ensure I get the work done, yeah?" I smiled, though felt it falter when he didn't seem to return it.

"What's really going on, Chloe?" He asked, his brow arching up the slightest beneath his unruly dark hair.

"N-nothing I just need some help."

Derek leaned forward and snatched the paper from my hand. I watched him study it intently for a few moments, now feeling stupid that he probably thought I was some math idiot. "Derek you have to understand I thought this would be –"

But before I finished my declaration his mouth pressed against mine. It had been days since we had last kissed, and I lost myself in it almost immediately. I could feel every inch of his body melt against my own, and I kissed him back with a fervor that I didn't even know existed inside of me. Every inch of my skin that wasn't covered puckered with a warm blush; my hands managing to wrap up around his neck until they rested in the back of his hair. I loved kissing him like this. Kissing like no one in the world could ever come between us.

When I gasped for a bit of air and pulled back for a brief second, Derek took this as a much needed time-out and pulled away.

"What was that for?" I breathed, flattening my hair down with the sweaty parts of my hand.

For a second he just stood there and breathed, watching me in an odd silence before breaking into a grin. "Your treat for getting all the answers right." He handed over the sheet of homework.

There was my homework perfectly untouched as it had been when I first handed it to Mr. Bae. Every correct answer, every equation perfectly mapped out with all its perfect little formulas; it was all there. "He must have changed it back for me." I blinked, and then looked up into his face and grinned again. "I guess you'll have to tutor me in something else then?" I tossed the paper back onto the bed.

"You planned all this out just so we could be alone?" And there it was again. That hint of skepticism that had me thinking that he was through with me.

I groaned and slapped my hands against my side, "Yes, Derek! I did this so we could be alone…cause we're never alone anymore! We have to tiptoe around my Aunt every second; we are stuck in these tiny rooms all the time, and now when I think I've finally figured out a way we can at least get one hour together you look at me like I'm crazy."

"Not crazy." He held up his finger against me lips which silenced my coming retort. "I think you are brilliant," He kissed my cheek, "and beautiful" my neck, "and wasting a whole lot of my precious tutelage. " And then I seemed to lose consciousness when he kissed me again.

This time it was less needy and erratic. It was slow and soft and genuinely perfect. I felt my breathing shorten when he pulled me up against him, but I returned his kiss easily; my lips parting just enough to explore the new height of bliss I was feeling. I could have sworn I could feel his heart beating beneath his chest, and I pushed myself against him even more; trying my hardest to eliminate any space between us.

"Hey! Isn't making out with your tutor totally against the rules?" Tori's voice cut through my perfect moment; shattering it into pieces that would need to be mended with a very cold shower.

"I heard it was illegal in thirty two states." Simon chimed in, coming up from behind her.

"Seriously!" I shrieked, glaring at Tori despite the embarrassed red across my cheeks.

"How the hell did you get in here?" Derek was already shooing the two of them back out into the hall.

"Witch…" Tori wiggled her fingers.

"Sorcerer…" Simon puffed out his chest.

"Bullshit Simon! I totally opened that door up."

"Did not! I used that spell I learned from Andrew."

"Liar!"

"Jealous twit."

"You couldn't huff and puff and blow that door down even if your life depended on it."

Their voices became muffled as Derek slammed the door shut again; their voices traveling further down the hall until I couldn't hear them anymore.

"So…" I clicked my tongue against the roof of my mouth. "You- um- well you want to get back to studying?" I asked awkwardly; though the corner of my mouth twitched the slightest.

He smirked, "Well…we do have a lot of work to do."

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