My goodness it has definitely been awhile since I have wrote anything. All of last year my profile page was basically effed up and I couldn't do nothing. Not that I had ideas anyways (except for this story right here heehee) was just a very very drab place to be back then. BUT thanks to kick ass technology and my kick ass muse I finally named (Thanks Dee!) hopefully I can make a proper comeback and be able to stay as well :) To anyone still following my other story, There's always someone watching, just know that I have not forgotten about it, but it'll probably be awhile before I update that...just sayin.

But moving on the idea for this story came to me oh I'd say early last year, and I actually wrote the first two sections 9 months ago, and JUST now finished the rest of it today. I know, stuff is not gonna make sense at first but that's ok it's really not supposed to. I like ambiguous...it's kinda sexy XD

Anyways here it is, hope it doesn't make you click your x button in disgust...or make you wanna burn your eyes out...and if it does oh well sorry bout that :D

Damn almost forgot the dsiclaimer :p

DISCLAIMER: NO I DO NOT OWN THE BOONDOCKS, BUT IF I DID I'D DO WAY MORE THEN JUST THREE SEASONS FOR THIS KICK ASS SHOW *SOB*

He was tired.

So, so very tired.

So, so very tired of caring about people who didn't give a damn. Fighting for people who didn't wanna fight.

In the end there was nothing he could do.

Nothing he wanted to do anymore.

If people weren't gonna stick up for themselves, not gonna fight for what they believed in. Just sat and watched while they got their asses handed to them…then so be it.

He could careless.

It wasn't his problem anymore.

Huey's eyes drooped as he stared down sleepily at the typed paper under the soft light of the lamp. He tilted his pen from side to side between his fingers and sighed audibly.

Grading papers was a drag.

He glanced over at the clock on his wall. 12:30 a.m. It made him regret even giving the damn assignment in the first place. Oh well, let them suffer. He thought narrowing his eyes as he circled a mistake. You'd think once a person made it to college they'd know how to spell by now. They just let anyone in nowadays…

Teaching at a college wasn't exactly his dream job, but for the most part it was flexible, and got the bills paid. Although he didn't particularly like staying up late and grading papers that sounded like it was written by a fifth grader, he honestly couldn't say he hated his job. Which said a lot, because there wasn't much that he didn't hate.

But hate was such a strong word.

To be honest Huey didn't truly hate everything. He just had a really strong dislike for most things.

Besides, it took too much energy to actually hate everything. Energy Huey didn't really feel like wasting on anything in particular anymore besides what he had to.

He turned to look at the clock again. 1:05 a.m.

He sighed and threw the papers off his lap and onto the pile with the rest of them. He decided to just finish grading them tomorrow, and try to get some sleep now before he had to get up.

"Ok for Wednesday remember to read all of chapter 18," he finished.

The class let out a low groan.

"Ohhh so you guys want more to read huh? Fine read 19 as well," his class groaned louder this time.

" We weren't gonna cover it at all this semester since it's too long and finals are around the corner, but since you want to be like that I have no problem putting it on the final for you guys," he explained nonchalantly.

"So now not only do you have that to read you've got big scary chapter 19 to read and try and comprehend as well before your finals. So go have fun with that," he gave a shooing motion with his hand and dismissed the class. And no sooner had he done that chairs scooted and people scuffled, more like almost trampled each other to get out the classroom.

Huey watched them leave with disinterest and walked over to his office making sure to close the door behind him.

He sat down in his rolling chair and closed his eyes for a moment hoping to ease off some of his tension. Even though school would be ending soon and summer vacation was right around the corner, it didn't mean anything to him except teaching summer classes and hot sweaty uncomfortable weather.

Not to mention more papers to grade.

Huey stared down at the application sitting on his desk he filled out every year for the summer job and sighed inaudibly through his nose. Picking up the pen that sat on his right about to sign his summer away once again he was almost startled when he heard a soft knock on his door.

He sucked his teeth in irritation and half considered telling whoever it was to come back later. He honestly didn't feel like being interrupted by some young girl who didn't really want anything but only bothered to come ask him irrelevantquestions just so they could oogle at him. The girls on campus thought he didn't notice how they would make eyes at him in class or when he walked by. Or how they would tell all of their girlfriends to take him as their professor just because he was hot. He knew about all of it.

He even knew about the nickname they gave him. Fine-ass Freeman.

Needless to say he was a hot topic on campus to his misfortune.

"Come in," he called after a moment, turning back to his application.

"Well, well, well. Well if it isn't Huey Freeman," a familiar feminine voice announced from beside him.

Huey looked up instantly, his eyes widening in surprise in the process. "Jazmine?" His jaw and his pen dropped.

She smiled brightly at him and held back a giggle at his startled state. "Long time no see huh Freeman?" she walked further inside his office and leaned down to gently close his mouth for him, then took a moment to give him a hug, making her close enough for him to smell whatever sweet fragrance she had on.

Shaking himself out of his mild stupor he took a second to look over her. She was practically glowing in that Jazmine sort of way she always had. She looked simple enough. Just some Capri pants and a thin button down blouse, some hoop earrings, flip-flops and some sunglasses she was still shading her eyes with. Her honey-brown colored hair seemed a lot tamer than the puffy cloud resemblance of her younger days and instead sat on top of her head in a neat bun, spit curls poking out at various odd places but nonetheless still presentable.

Nothing looked out of the ordinary. In fact she looked down right gorgeous, but her aura screamed so much more to him. It was mellow. Strange, seeing as how she was the most upbeat person he ever met, but mellow nonetheless. For whatever reason he instantly felt himself winding down from the recent stress just from her standing next to him.

But more importantly since when did she start making him so calm?

"Jazmine…" he started hesitantly frowning a bit from confusion. He didn't even know where to begin. How to approach the situation at all. Here she just popped out of nowhere after losing touch with him six years ago and expected him to just process it.

"What am I doing here? How did you find me? What's going on?" She grinned pulling her shades up and revealing her eyes to him.

"Uh yeah you could start with that," he agreed still a little flustered.

Jazmine looked around his office briefly before meeting his eyes again "Nice little office you got here Huey," she nodded in approval. "Spacious, clean, almost cozy you could say.

"Cozy my ass," he scoffed.

"I'm just teasing, but seriously you aren't busy right now are you, cause I kinda wanted to play catch up… just not in here," she looked around his office again.

"Oh? My office not good enough for you?" he joked dryly.

"Not at all," she replied smugly. "I just figured you'd rather be out eating somewhere then stuck in here," she explained. "Just because it's a Monday doesn't mean it can't be a fun day,"

Huey flattened his eyes at her, "Jazmine… don't ever say that again,"

She huffed and pouted at him, "Well you know what I mean! So what's it gonna be?"

Huey glanced over his once forgotten summer school application, and then back at a waiting Jazmine.

"Alright, what did you have in mind?" he said cautiously. Jazmine's eyes lit up instantly as she pulled him up by his arm and got ready to lead him out.

"Hey hold on! There's some stuff I gotta take with me before we go," he halted her dead in her tracks.

Jazmine planted her hands on her hip and tapped her foot. "Do you know how long I've been waiting on you just to finish your class?" she complained while he moved to pack his briefcase up.

He stopped momentarily to look at her in suspicion "Just how long have you been here?" he asked zipping up his briefcase.

Jazmine went and intertwined her arm with his making her move toward the door again "Long enough, but right now we have some serious catching up to do and I'm starving," she continued pulling him out the door and eventually onto the campus.

Still walking arm in arm with her he got sent strange and jealous death glares from many of the girls he and Jazmine passed up while walking. He even heard one sputter from a distance behind him "FINE-ASS FREEMAN WHHHYYYY?"

Jazmine turned around in confusion and jutted her thumb behind her, "What's wrong with that girl?"

Huey shook his head "Don't ask. Jazmine do you even know where you're going?" he asked.

"Yes!" She retorted quickly. "I passed up this new place a few blocks from here, and considering how high gas is and how pretty it is outside I figured it'd be better just for us to walk there…if that's alright with you," she grinned giving him a sidelong glance.

Huey shrugged his shoulders in indifference. He could careless about driving or walking. What he wanted to know was what Jazmine was doing here.

Or maybe more along the lines of why?

"So how exactly have you been Jazmine?" he questioned once they had got seated in a booth and ordered.

She played with her folded up napkin on her right holding all her silverware. "I've been good, she nodded. "I can't complain too much you know. Not really having time to have much of a social life what with my job sending me all over the world," she rolled her eyes a bit, "but I'm good, finally get to go on vacation," she breathed a sigh of relief.

"So I see journalism is treating you well then?" he concluded taking a sip of water.

"Mm-hmm, better then I initially expected too. I can honestly say every bit of suffering was worth it. So how has life been for Huey Freeman besides the numerous college fan-girls," she joked.

Huey rolled his eyes at her and shook his head, "I swear I'm not safe anywhere on that campus. It's like wherever i go their eyes follow me. And some of my classes aren't any better, it's like teaching a bunch of whiny high schoolers,"

"Sounds like you're having fun making their lives miserable with work," she smirked. "Like giving unnecessary chapters to read for example,"

"Eh they thought they were mad before, but they're really gonna be pissed when they realize I'm not putting anything from that chapter on the final," he said humorlessly.

"Huey that's messed up on so many different levels," she laughed. He shrugged his shoulders, "Oh well it serves them right they brought it on themselves,"

Jazmine gave him a long amused look and then suddenly turned her gaze softer "But seriously how have you been?" the tone and pitch of her voice became noticeably more serious.

Huey eyed her before speaking. "I've been ok. Work, and more work, no rest for the weary," he said quietly not taking his eyes off her.

He noticed her hesitation in speaking before she opened her mouth. Almost like she stopped herself from saying something and thought better of it.

"You know I feel really bad about falling out of touch with you for so many years," she claimed apologetically.

Huey was a bit taken aback from her sudden display of emotion. He had expected her to maybe miss him like he every so often allowed himself to do with her, but not apologetic.

"I mean after graduation everything was happening so fast, and we were so busy doing our own thing it was like we forget everything else," she explained solemnly.

"It's alright. Things happen like that sometimes. It's life," Huey stated.

"I know, but I should've kept in touch. We should've kept in touch. I just feel like we missed out on so much," she said dejectedly.

Huey gave her a sympathetic look. "Jazmine you don't have to beat yourself up over it. We can still make up for lost time. We're only what? 26?"

"You're 26, I'm still 25," she corrected, "If you remembered my birthday's May 20th, a few weeks from now," she hinted.

Huey flattened his eyes. "I guess you want a gift huh?" he raised an eyebrow at her.

"No, but if you want to give me one I'm not gonna stop you," she smiled.

"Hmmm I'll think about it," he answered giving no facial expression indicating if he would or not.

Huey cocked his head to the side and studied Jazmine. She looked fine. Nothing seemed to be out of place, but something was telling him otherwise. Something he didn't notice at first due to her sudden arrival, but now that things had settled it was as clear as day.

"Jazmine…" he started slowly, choosing his words carefully, "Is there something you're not telling me?" he asked gravely. The tone and pitch of his voice instinctively told her there was no room to bullshit, and the somewhat light repartee they earlier had between them had instantly died.

Jazmine focused her eyes downward playing with the edge of her napkin again before she exhaled a deep breath and looked directly at him.

"Huey…I need your help with something,"

On a sidenote I had made Huey like this way before I knew he would be a retired domestic terrorist on season 3. I sorta just figured one day he would get tired of people not listening to him, but honestly I had no idea it'd be at the age of 10 lol. Anyways the moral is that that had nothing to do with this plot.

I know I know you're probably like what the eff is going on! There are answers, and I shall give them, or at least some of them, but you'll have to wait till next chapter :D

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