A/N: My first ever MR fic. S yeah. It takes place when Max and Fang are 16.
Disclaimer: I guess it's pretty obvious I do not own Maximum Ride or Dashboard Confessional.

Hands Down

Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep.

She pressed a finger to my lips and smiled.

"Honestly, Fang. You don't have to explain everything," she whispered.

"Honestly, December," I said, "How did we get here?"

She laughed that perfect laugh and laced her fingers through the spaces between mine.

This air is blessed, you share with me.

December- it's a perfect name, isn't it?- headed to the stairway.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Shh. You'll find out," she said. I looked behind me. The lighting made everything seem to have an orange tint. The party had died down, people were leaving. I spotted Max at the doorway, talking to that boy from middle school…Sam. She seemed to be fine without me.

This night is wild, so calm and dull,

These hearts they race from self control.

I turned back around. December squeezed my hand and pulled me up the stairs.

"Isn't it amazing how much can happen in one night?" she asked.

"It is. One amazing night…" she stopped me and backed me into the wall. She pressed her lips against mine.

Your legs are smooth as they graze mine

We're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all.

Flashback

"What might your name be?" a girl's voice asked from behind me. I turned around to find a gorgeous brunette with amazing, intriguing eyes. Navy blue.

"It happens to be Fang," I replied.

"December," she said, "Dance with me?"

"Not much of a dancer," I mumbled. I raised my hand to run my fingers through my hair, but she took it before I could.

"It's a slow song. It should be easy for you," December said flirtatiously. I don't particularly care for girls who talk like that most of the time, but something about her…I nodded and followed her to the dance floor.

"This is my first high school party," I commented.

"I hope I'm not ruining your experience," she said. There was something in her voice that told me she knew she wasn't.

"Au contraire, my dear. You're making it amazing."

End Flashback

I felt so much feeling rush to my mind I thought it would explode. It took all my self control not to scream

She pulled away and held my hands. December smiled the prettiest smile I had ever seen. I wanted so badly to unfurl my wings and fly away with her in my arms.

My hopes are so high

That your kiss might kill me

So won't you kill me? So I die happy.

She broke away and walked down the hallway. I followed. She stepped into a bedroom, it appeared to be the master bedroom, and sat down on the edge of the bed. I smiled like a complete idiot and followed suit. She brushed her hand along my jawline and closed her eyes. I rested my hand on her waist and leaned towards her.

My heart is yours to fill or burst

To break or bury, or wear as jewelry

December put her free hand on my chest. She slowed her kissing, then stopped completely.

"Your heartbeat? It's…fast," she said, looking worried.

I considered lying. Saying it's a heart condition, perfectly normal for me. I considered running away as fast as I possibly could. I decided on the most idiotic choice: the truth.

Whichever you prefer.

I stood up and opened my wings to their full wingspan. Her jaw seemed to drop to the floor.

"You have…wings?" she said, more to herself than to me. She held out a hand to touch them. I smiled, letting her know it's fine.

The words are hushed, let's not get busted

Just lay entwined here, undiscovered.

December wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. I put my hands on her waist. She pulled away after a few moments and went to turn on the light. I hadn't even noticed that they were off.

Safe in here from all the stupid questions

"Hey did you get some?"

"Your wings are gorgeous. I've always been fascinated with birds." She walked around me, staring at my wings.

"I'm not a bird, you know. Ninety-eight percent human."

"Wow. How…?" She gazed up at my eyes.

"You seriously don't want to know," I said honestly. I folded my wings back and lay down on the bed.

Man that is so dumb.

She lay down next to me. She turned on her side and rested her hand on my chest again.

Stay quiet, stay near.

Stay close they can't her.

She moved closer to me, so close I could feel her heart beating slowly. I closed my eyes.

So we can get some.

At that moment, a battle technique popped into my head: Don't think, just act. I turned onto my side and kissed her. I had no idea it was possible to have a feeling that I was feeling in those moments to follow. Passion, multiplied by a hundred. Wow.

My hopes are so high

That your kiss might kill me.

"What the-?" December said, raising her head to look out the window. I snapped around and clenched my fists. Eraser.

"Get out of here!" I yelled. The eraser burst through the window. December followed my instruction. I roundhouse kicked him, knocking him to the floor. He didn't seem experienced; a "baby" sent to give me a jolt. That is, if he's the only one. He didn't stand up quickly. I picked up a jagged shard of glass and raised his arm. I cut his wrists deeply, forcing the glass in until it reached bone. I pulled it out. He stood up, looking dizzy from the loss of blood. He stumbled to the window and jumped out. The wound wouldn't kill him…if he got back to the School in time. I doubted that. I checked outside to make sure he was the only one. Thankfully he was.

So won't you kill me? So I die happy.

I walked into the hallway. December emerged from a bathroom looking terrified.

"I got him. They're just a perk of being a mutant freak. Honestly, I'm fine," I explained. She nodded and peeked into the room. There was glass all over the floor. She simply pointed to the window and all the glass went back to its original location. I gawked.

"I suppose I'm a freak myself," she said. I grinned.

My heart is yours to fill or burst

"We should head home," she said. I agreed. We walked outside and got into her car, a black Audi. She opened the sunroof. We kissed in the moonlight.

To break or bury, or wear as jewelry,

Whichever you prefer.

She ran her elegant fingers through my hair, kissing me more intently. I raised one hand, to which she put hers and folded her fingers down. I felt like the night should go on forever.

Hands down, this is the best day I can ever remember, always remember, the sound of the stereo, the dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers, and the time on the clock, when we realized it's so late, and this walk that we shared together.

I hadn't noticed that it had started raining. To be honest, I hadn't noticed that she had started driving; I was in such a daze. The car stopped gently. We were outside a garage. She got out and went to the gate to the front lawn.

"Ugh, I don't have my key," she said after struggling to open it.

"Is there an alarm system?" I asked.

"No, I could call-," she started. I jumped the gate and opened it. She came through with such grace that it's hard to believe she was even touching the ground.

The streets were wet, and the gate was locked

So I jumped it, and I let you in.

"So, can you tell me about your powers?" I asked.

"Well, I can repair anything that's broken. Radios, ripped blue jeans, limbs…That's the extent of it. So far. You're the only one that knows." Before I knew it, we were at the door. She looked up at me with her perfect eyes.

And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist,

And you kissed me like you meant it.

"I'll call you in the morning," December said. I nodded and waved. I started down towards the road.

"I'm gonna see her again. I really am," I said to myself. I unfurled my wings and flew away into the city skyline.

My hopes are so high

That your kiss might kill me

So won't you kill me? So I die happy.

My heart is yours to fill our burst,

To break or bury, or wear as jewelry,

Whichever you prefer.

A/N: Okay then. Again, my first MR fic. Reviews? Constructive criticism? Much appreciated.