Disclaimer: I do not own Max Ride, but I DO own a delicious cup of coffee. Mmm.

This is a result of my wanting to write, but having no ideas. I was looking at one of my many sheets of quotes and I read this one:

"If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus one day, so I never have to live without you." -Winnie the Pooh

It inspired this little oneshot. Enjoy!

DarkMoon1301

100 Minus A Day

"Fang?"

"Hm?"

"Do you ever think about how long we'll live?"

Fang opens one eye to look at me with that look that says, Woman what is going through your head?

"It's just, I kinda think about it sometimes, ya know?" I shrug. "Not in a depressing way, just curious. So have you thought about it?" Fang closes his eye and goes back to leaning against the wall of the cave we're currently hiding out in. Yeah, I know, story of my life. Anyway, we're both leaning against the cave wall. Everyone else is asleep. This is the only time we get to spend alone, so here we are! He has my hand in his and I'm leaning my head on his broad shoulder.

"Sometimes. I like to think I'll live to be, like, 100. That'd be cool." He says in his monotone.

"If you live to be 100, I want to live to be 100 minus one day." He shrugs his shoulder so I'll sit up and he looks at me.

"Why one day?"

"So I never have to live without you." I say nonchalantly. I put my head back on his shoulder while he processes what I've said.

"But that means I have to live without you."

"So?" I say. "You're stronger than me." I feel his hand picking up my face and turning it to look at him. His eyes are smoldering with some emotion- anger? Figures, I try to say something romantic and I piss him off. Can't I do anything right? Apparently not.

"Max, don't ever say that. I'm only stronger than you physically, and that's by only a hair. Emotionally, I'm not. I can't live without you Max, believe me, I've tried. It hurts me to do so." I stare at him in shock. That's a lot to say, for him anyways. I go to say something, but he lets go of my face and settles his shoulder back under it. "Which means, you can't live to be 100 minus a day if I live to be 100."

I think for a minute. "So... let's just both live to be 100, okay?" I glance up at him. He smiles and his eyes relax. He kisses my forehead, a gesture that if it wasn't coming from him, I'd despise.

"Okay. Sounds good to me."