A/N: Beware this is my 1st fanfic, so it probably sux... feedback LOVED!!! And now, for the moment you HAVEN'T been waiting for... the disclaimer... DUN DUN DUN. ( hisses and claws at the funny mental cartoon image of a disclaimer)
*sigh* I don't own Maximum Ride, only a twisted mind, and a couple of socks that i keep in my refrigerator box in the alleyway that i call home. Home sweet home. psh. yeah right, if that's true then i will change my name to Tiffany-Chrystal-Marie-Butterfly-Serena-Amber-Mercedes.... then again, that has been my lifelong dream...
PS. i no that in fang's dream, everything is all artistic and poem-ish, but my dreams are like that too.
In the dream, I was flying. The rush of wind in my wings was practically unbeatable. I ruled the skies. the glory of the universe was all spread out behind me, like a magnificent cape. I'd left new York in the dust an hour ago, wheeling around and enjoying my power; but Max would be furious with me by now. The kids would all be snuggled up against the trees of Central Park. I sighed, turned around, and sped back towards the still-glittering spider web of city lights that was New York.
Half an hour later, I skidded to a stop in front of a very angry Max.
"Where in Christ's name have you been?!?" I knew I'd made her mad, and I loved it. Anyone could make her mad, but only I could irritate her this way. I felt powerful, almost... happy.
"Out." I shrugged, slipping my hands into my pockets.
"Out where exactly?" Her eyes flickered to my mid-section for a moment, so quickly only I would have noticed it. I couldn't help but smirk at the fact that I was the only person who held that kind of power over her. I loved it when she got angry, too. The wisps of hair that fell out of her ponytail, her eyes flashed as the focused intently on the ground, like it were whispering stories and secrets to her. her candy lips slightly parted and the steady intake of her breath. I loved it all. Her anger was immediately masked by confusion when I took her hand.
"I'll show you," I said. Max glanced back at the Flock, then reluctantly allowed me to pull her into the night sky.
In the dream, I was rush of wind in my wings was practically unbeatable.I ruled the skies. the glory of the universe was all spread out behind me, like a magnificent cape. I'd left new York in the dust an hour ago, wheeling around and enjoying my power; but Max would be furious with me by now. The kids would all be snuggled up against the trees of Central Park. I sighed, turned around, and sped back towards the still-glittering spiderweb of city lights that was New York.
Half an hour later, I skidded to a stop in front of a very angry Max.
"Where in christ's name have you been?!?" I knew I'd made her mad, and I loved it. Anyone could make her mad, but only I could irritate her this way. I felt powerful, almost... happy.
"Out." I shrugged, slipping my hands into my pockets.
"Out where exactly?" Her eyes flickered to my mid-section for a moment, so quickly only I would have noticed it. I couldn't help but smirk at the fact that I was the only person who held that kind of power over her. I loved it when she got angry, too. The wisps of hair that fell out of her ponytail, her eyes flashed as the focused intently on the ground, like it were whispering stories and secrets to her. her candy lips slightly parted and the steady intake of her breath. I loved it all. Her anger was immeadiately masked by confusion when I tookher hand.
"I'll show you," I said. Max glanced back at the Flock, then reluctantly allowed me to pull her into the night sky.
We flew in silence for half an hour, Max, behind me, searching the ground for any place significant enough that I would hang around I stopped, she abruptly pulled up behind me, and I heard her snort in righteous indifference as she scanned the dark hills we hovered over.
"What's so special about this?" she sniffed in disdain.
"Nothing, exccept that you're lookingthe wrond way," I smirked, flipping her over so she was flying on her back. Her gasp was barely audible as shock and awe dominated the emotions on her starlit features.
Away from the city lights, up in the unprocessed hills, the stars were a thousnd times bigger.
After a few minutes of blissfully floating under the stars, the same feeling of exhilaration that I had experienced earlier seemed to become of Max, and she started to gracefully dance around in the air, as if completely weightless. I relaxed, amused until a sound reached my ears, which perked up. It was Max. She was laughing, a sound of pure joy, echoing off the hills like ringing bells. It was beautiful.
I alighted on a soft, grassy knoll, sighing contentedly. After a few minutes, Max came down and laid beside me. The stars winked as if telling me some private joke, and their light danced an Max's pale skin.
I stard at her high cheeckbones, the graceful arc of her nose, the bluish tint of her eyelids. Then, her eyes snapped open, catching and holding my gaze. The look in them made me have to sit up, shoulders hunched, sitting on my hands in order to squash the longing I had to stroke her jaw, to send the stars dancing on her heaving chest again.
We flew in silence for half an hour, Max, behind me, searching the ground for any place significant enough that I would hang around there. When I stopped, she abruptly pulled up behind me, and I heard her snort in righteous indifference as she scanned the dark hills we hovered over.
"What's so special about this?" she sniffed in disdain.
"Nothing, except that you're looking the wrong way," I smirked, flipping her over so she was flying on her back. Her gasp was barely audible as shock and awe dominated the emotions on her starlit features.
Away from the city lights, up in the unprocessed hills, the stars were a thousand times bigger.
After a few minutes of blissfully floating under the stars, the same feeling of exhilaration that I had experienced earlier seemed to become of Max, and she started to gracefully dance around in the air, as if completely weightless. I relaxed, amused until a sound reached my ears, which perked up. It was Max. She was laughing, a sound of pure joy, echoing off the hills like ringing bells. It was beautiful.
I alighted on a soft, grassy knoll, sighing contentedly. After a few minutes, Max came down and laid beside me. The stars winked as if telling me some private joke, and their light danced an Max's pale skin.
I stared at her high cheekbones, the graceful arc of her nose, the bluish tint of her eyelids. Then, her eyes snapped open, catching and holding my gaze. The look in them made me have to sit up, shoulders hunched, sitting on my hands in order to squash the longing I had to stroke her jaw, to send the stars dancing on her heaving chest again.
I woke up shivering, and glanced over at the rest of the flock. 'What's wrong?' Max mouthed, still up on her watch. My eyes widened a fraction, then I shook my head and ducked back down before crawling over to sit by her.
"I'll go ahead and take over from here. You ought to get some sleep. I won't be able to anyway," I offered.
"Nu-uh," Max said, stifled a yawn and used a shake of her head to disguise a shiver.
Max smirked as I crawled back over to my sleeping bag, obviously thinking she'd won; I just don't give up that easily. She scowled as I picked up my sleeping bag, unzipped it all the way, then flung it over us like a blanket to share.
"Really," I breathed. "You need some sleep. You look like crap."
"Thank you Captain Tactful, and may I say that you could do with some beauty sleep too, although one night may not be enough…" She tailed off, yawning again. I took off my jacket, rolled it up like a pillow, and put it behind her head. Within minutes, her head was lolling on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her and leaned against the tree that we sat by, looking up at the stars.
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