A/N: I am actually quite appalled for the lack of Devi/Tenna fanfics there are… I know some 'old-fashioned' people are against same-sex relationships and the all, and I'm all happy for them and all, I respect peoples opinions, but why, oh why, the lack of Devi/Tenna fanfics? Must I give up all hope for finding any? Anyway, I have decided to write my own little fanfic to ease my screaming mind, and hopefully some people will pick up their pen/pencil/keyboard, and join me in this lovely little couple. YAY! for Devi and Tenna! YAY! for them!

Hehe, disclaimers suck ass: I own nothing. NOTHING! But one day, I shall rule all the pigeons! Mwahahaha, I shall be the pigeon queen! Or king! I haven't decided yet.

Warning: Merlin above knows why I'm writing this. But, fuck, some people can be so, er, stupid. Heh, I made someone cry by saying that have a fat mouth….Anyway, this contains femme-slash. I'm thinking this should be rated 'R', but I'm gonna try and avoid going into any details, and maybe, just maybe, people will be mature enough to realise that same-sex relationships are a fact of life. I, myself, am bisexual, and more than half my friends are mature enough to realise I am attracted to none of them, so maybe society can grow up to and realise there's nothing wrong with them? Hm? I love to ramble and bitch!

The door slammed shut with a loud bang, as Devi stormed into her apartment, throwing her backpack onto the floor. Mumbling curses underneath her breath, she flopped down in the nearest chair, and began to take off her boots. Just as she pulled them both off, there was a loud knocking on her door. Narrowing her eyes, she had already guessed it was Tenna.

'God have mercy on me,' she sighed under her breath, as she opened the door ever so slowly.

SQUEEEEK! 'How'd the date go?' was the first thing that hit Devi's ears, as Tenna caught her off guard and threw the door opened, bounding into the room. Groaning, Devi managed to push the squeaky skeleton doll from her face, and kick the door shut.

'Tenna, first off, why did you go and try to hook me up with him?' she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

'Jordan? He's great! You'd have loved him!' Tenna cried, spreading her arms out wide, a huge grin crossing her ace.

'He was… fuck, he was boring! He ate like a pig! Not only that, but he left me with the bill for dinner, and said he had "left his wallet at him"! I hated him!'

Tenna frowned, and crossed her legs as she shifted herself into the couch. 'He might have left his wallet at home, but he's a great guy. At least you gave him a chance!'

'If he's so great, why don't you go out with him?' Devi snapped, flopping down beside her friend.

'I don't like him like that. Anyway, you need to go out more, and meet some more people… At least you tried him out! That's what matters, I suppose?'

'I think he gave me food poisoning…' Devi suddenly groaned, clutching her stomach. Tenna's eyebrows shot up, and placed a hand on her friends' back, as she leant forward on her knees.

'Why? Are you going to be sick?" she asked, as Devi leapt to her feet, and threw herself into the bathroom. A loud gasping, and a series of coughs, and a few loud gags then answered her. 'Guess so…'

Devi returned from the bathroom about twenty minutes later, look more than a little under the weather. Her hair had become slightly frazzled as she had been leaning over the toilet bowl. Her skin had gone from its normal pale colour to an even whiter one, a tinge of green on her cheeks. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she appeared to look as if she was going to collapse any minute. Jumping to her feet, Tenna ran to her, Spooky forgotten on the coffee table.

'Devi, are you alright?' Tenna half-cried, as if she was afraid if she spoke any louder, she may shatter her friend into a thousand, tiny pieces. A low moan escaped Devi's throat, as she stumbled forward. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, Tenna led her to the couch, and sat her down.

'Oh, Devi…' she whispered softly, as she pulled her friends' hair from the pigtails. A low whine came from Devi as her hair pulled slightly, and Tenna slowly massaged her head, throwing the hair elastics onto the ground.

'What on Earth did he make you eat?' Tenna asked, concern in her voice.

'Fish… I told him it was off… He… well, made me eat it, anyway… I hope he gets the shits…'

This made a small chuckle come from Tenna's lips, which she soon hid with a cough. 'I'll get you a wet towel… You're burning up.' With a firm nod, as if deciding the decision then and there, she walked out of the room with a brisk skip in her step.

Devi merely moaned, and sunk lower into the couch. Closing he eyes, she lay down upon the soft cushions, resting her head upon her hands, in a makeshift pillow. She could feel herself slipping into a small doze, her body falling into the comforting couch below her.

The sound of a spoon rattling against a bowl and the smell of milk was what Devi woke up to the next morning. She had slept peacefully throughout the night, in a dreamless, deep sleep. She hadn't even woken up when Tenna had placed a moist towel on her forehead, and wrapped a blanket around her. Blinking repeatedly, as her eyes adjusted to the light, Devi let out a loud gag as the taste of vomit was still lingering in her mouth. Tenna poked her head out of the kitchen, and promptly tottered over to her.

'Feeling better?' she asked, as she crouched down beside her. A loud squeak was heard as Devi flopped onto her stomach.

'What the fu- Oh, Tenna!' Devi reached underneath her chest, and fished out Spooky. 'Care to explain, Tenna?'

Tenna giggled, and grabbed her precious doll. 'He wanted to sleep with you! He said you looked cute!

Devi paused, and frowned slightly. 'Did you stay the night?'

'Yeah… I crashed on your bed, hope you don't mind… Oh! By the way, I ate some of your Cheerios for breakfast'

'Argh, please, don't talk about food just yet…' Devi mumbled, moving to her knees, whilst on the couch. 'Think I'll be sick again…'

Raising a brow, the darker girl brushed her hair from her face. 'Well, what can I get you then?' she asked politely, as she shifted back onto her feet.

'Water… I feel like I've just eaten haggis or something'

'Rightio… Although I'd like to know how you know what haggis tastes like,' Tenna replied suspiciously as she left the room to get Devi her glass of water.

'I worry about that girl sometimes…' Devi mumbled under her breath, as she bunched the blankets up around her waist.

'Talking to yourself again?' Tenna called as she re-entered the lounge room, a glass of cool water in her hand. 'You really must be sick.'

Taking the glass from her, the purple-headed girl stuck her tongue out. 'Oh, shut up, Ten. Now go amuse yourself with that bloody toy of yours, or something, before I make haggis out of you!'

'… Yum… Tennis…'

A/N: YAY! Wasn't that so crap? I do plan on making this a chapter story, or something along those lines. I have a few ideas in my mind, bubbling away, and just crying to be written out. I hope you continue to read this. I'll try to make the chapters longer, I'm just rather tired at the moment, and I'd written some of those whilst on the bus, and… well, you know. Buses suck. Well, whether you loved it or loathed it, review! But please, don't flame. I'm a pyromaniac and may end up killing you =D