This is me again. I really wanted to write a more serious romance, that involves lemons. I had to write something with Zoe and Psymon, but Moby will play a big part because it's sort of a love triangle.

Disclaimer: I will only say this once because it is obvious that I did not invent the game okay? I did not think up the wonderful trilogy of SSX. Happy you copyright harpies?

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"Hey Zoe!" Moby shouted through the door to her bus as he knocked on it. The bus that she shared with Psymon. Psymon was out on the slopes. Zoe came out of her bedroom and opened the door for the Brit.

"Yeah Mobes?" she asked as he came into the room and sat on the couch.

"Do you want to go to dinner with me?" he offered.

Zoe considered. She and Moby had dated during the Tricky tour, but that had been two years ago. Zoe thought of him as a friend now. Her feelings had dissipated and left a strong friendship, but not a relationship. Moby however, still felt as strongly as he had when they had been dating. She had tried talking to him and explaining that she didn't feel the same but Moby was stubborn. He still loved her. It was all Zoe could do to try not to give in to his attempts to rekindle their relationship.

Psymon, on the other hand was a different matter. They shared a bus not by choice, though neither of them minded, but by the officials putting the two in the same living quarters. They had been hesitant friends during the Tricky tour, but lately as they got to know each other better their friendship had deepened tremendously; and what they now shared was bordering on the romantic level. Last week they had kissed for the first time, and Zoe had every desire to repeat the experience.

She didn't want to neglect Moby though, he was still a very close friend. After a few moments hesitation she reluctantly agreed with his proposal.

"Okay Moby. We can go get something to eat. As friends." Zoe made sure to add the last part, not be cold but she knew he would take it as something more serious.

"Alright then love." Moby still called her that. Someone might think it was just a friendly British term, and it was; but not when he said it to her.

Zoe grabbed her coat off the chair and followed Moby out into the snow. Passing by their teammates buses they came into the parking lot. Moby unlocked the passenger door of his Jaguar and held the door open for her. Zoe just smiled and settled herself into the comfortable leather. Moby climbed in and started the engine. Speeding out of the parking lot they got onto the main road that went all the way up the mountain.

"Were to?" Moby asked, glancing at her.

"I thought you had a place in mind?" Zoe joked. Moby looked sheepish.

"I didn't think you'd come." he admitted.

Zoe felt her heart stab painfully.

"Of course I would Moby. You know we're still friends." She said softly. Moby attempted a smile but failed.

"I know."

The rest of the car ride was silent, they pulled into the first restaurant in the mountain's town. The town was not very large but had efficient stores and supplies for the locals and the visiting sports members of the circuit. It was situated halfway up Peak 1 for convenience sake.

Moby and Zoe entered the small diner and chose a booth in the back. Not needing to look over the menu for they had both been to the diner many times previously, they waited for the waitress to come by. A few moments later a tall, middle-aged woman with a kind face appeared.

"What can I get you dears?" she asked. Zoe smiled at her.

"I'll have the Chili soup Serena. With a Pepsi."

The waitress nodded and scribbled on her notepad.

"I'll take the classic burger and fries, and a Sprite." Moby told the kindly waitress.

Serena nodded again and jotted his order down.

"It'll be right out." she disappeared behind the kitchen door.

They sat in a somewhat uneasy silence, the words from their earlier conversation still in the forefront of their minds.

After their orders arrived it was easier, for they didn't have to just sit there and stare. Zoe started a polite conversation and they both relaxed a bit.

"I was checking out the weather reports and DJ Atomika said tomorrow's riding conditions would be perfect. Care to go exploring a bit?" Moby said midway through the meal.

Zoe swallowed.

"I... Psymon and I are- we have plans." Zoe said slowly. Moby's jaw tightened.

"I see." was all he said.

They didn't say another thing the rest of the meal. Moby paid Serena for the food and stalked out of the diner. Zoe gave a forced smile to the gentile waitress and left. Moby was waiting for her in the car and gave her an impatient glare when she got in.

The car ride back was far from pleasant and Zoe was quite glad when they pulled into the parking lot. As she got out of the car Moby started his tirade.

"Do you even care for me at all anymore Zoe?" he asked in an angry yet hurt voice. Zoe felt her throat contract.

"Moby, of course I do. Can we not do this here?" Zoe did not want the others to hear their discussion.

"You just brush me off whenever you feel like it. Then give me attention only when it suits you!" he continued ignoring her plea. That hurt.

"You only see it that way because you think there is something more to our friendship. That's all it is! A friendship!" Zoe argued.

"What?" Moby asked in a voice that was considerably lower. "That's all you think this is? A... friendship?" Zoe sighed.

"I've told you before Moby. What I felt for you before, its passed. I don't feel for you that way anymore. You need to accept that."

Moby apparently was not in the mood for this at the moment though. He stormed off in a huff without another word. Zoe shook her head. She really couldn't deal with this right now.

Zoe made her way back to her bus quickly and fell onto the couch as soon as she entered. Closing her eyes she tried not to think about what Moby had accused her of.

"Hey." A voice said softly. A voice she needed to hear, a voice belonging to the person that her and Moby's problem stemmed from.

Psymon knelt down by the couch and brushed the hair away that had fallen in her face.

"Something wrong?" he asked. Zoe opened her eyes and looked into his face. The look she gave him told him all he needed to know.

"Did Moby say something." It was more a statement than a question. Zoe gave a slight nod. Pulling herself up into a sitting position she shrugged her coat off and threw it behind the couch. Psymon sat down next to her. Zoe tucked her legs underneath her.

"He accused me of using him, of only spending time with him when it suited me. He still thinks we have more than a friendship." Zoe stated.

Psymon had heard these words before, so was not prone to react. Although, he may act like a maniacal psychopath to the public; Psymon wasn't nearly as crazy as he appeared to be. Zoe discovered just recently that he in fact had a much softer side, that he only showed to a select few. She doubted anyone but herself knew exactly how sweet he could be. Hell, no one else would ever put the words 'sweet' and 'Psymon' onto the same page, much less in the same sentence especially in reference to him.

"I just... wish he would understand and not feel like I'm deserting him." Zoe said quietly. It hurt her a lot that her best friend could think that she neglected him.

Psymon put his arm around Zoe's shoulder and pulled her closer so she was resting her head on his shoulder. Sweet he might be at times, but Psymon wasn't so good with words of comfort. He just held her as long as she needed his comfort.

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Was that too much for a first chapter? I hope not. I didn't want to rush it, but I'm tired of stories taking the whole story to find a relationship. I wanted it to start in the middle and deal with these issues and feelings right off the bat. I hope you guys liked it. Let me know what you think. Please review!

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