(A/N): Hey Guys! So uh, I started writing this fanfic ages ago, and I found it just sitting in my Maximum Ride folder (yes, I have different folders for the different fandoms for which I have written fanfics), and decided to upload it. Hope you like it, because I'm pretty sure this is one of the first fanfics I ever wrote.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything you recognize.

Anni

My long, golden blonde hair swished in front of my face as I danced around the kitchen, preparing breakfast for the flock, I had gotten up early specifically for this. I had told Iggy not to worry last night, so naturally, he was sitting on the couch listening to me move. I knew that the others would soon be waking up so I set the three massive plates loaded with bacon and eggs on the table, placing Nudge and Angel's newest favorite cereal next to them. I placed knives, forks and spoons around the table accordingly while still bopping up and down to the song I was humming. I spun around while setting down the various dishes on the table, pulling all the chairs out before jogging up the stairs.

"Wakey, wakey guys, breakfast is ready!" I heard several groans from the boys room, probably from Gazzy seeing as Fang didn't show enough emotion to groan. Max slouched out of her room, heading into Nudge and Angel's room. I sighed as they passed me, shortly followed by Gazzy.

"No one start eating yet!" I called down the stairs, ignoring the resulting complaints that echoed up the stairs. I pushed the boys room door open and edged closer to Fang's bed. I sighed as he rolled over, obviously hiding as if I would go away.

"Fang?" I whispered, approaching his side. "Fang?" I leaned over him, using my hair to tickle his face. He groaned quietly and I jumped onto the bed, landing neatly in his lap, effectively knocking the wind out of him. He sat up, glaring at the smug look on my face.

"I was having a," He was interrupted by a long yawn. "Rather good dream." He wrapped his arms around me and pulled us both onto our sides and curled himself around me.

"Ooh, did it involve bacon and eggs?" He furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me questioningly. "Come on Fang!" I exclaimed dragging him out of bed, blushing slightly as I noticed he was only wearing a pair of loose grey track pants. I struggled to drag him out of the room into the hall, flushing again as his bare skin brushed my side. "Hurry up, breakfast is ready and everyone's already at the table! You know it's only a matter of time before one of them snaps and starts eating Angel!" Fang sent me a rare, sly smile.

"Unless it's Angel that cracks, then we're all in trouble." I grinned at him before I pushed him down the stairs and into his chair, causing Max to start a coughing fit to hide her laughter.

"Wow Fang, that's a new look for you. You should wear that more often." Iggy raised his eyebrows.

"Liking the look Max?" To everyone's surprise it wasn't Iggy that said this, it was Nudge.

"Nudge!" Max scolded, after choking on her piece of bacon, which she had conveniently shoved into her mouth just before Nudge had said that. I resisted the urge to snort, knowing I was more likely to think that than Max was. Max flushed bright red and Gazzy started giggling at something Angel had said.

"What are you two giggling at?" Fang asked cautiously, we had all grown suspicious of Angel lately, she was turning into a real devil child.

"Oh, just something A's thinking." She turned to grin evilly at me, only to be faced with my best poker face.

"And?" Iggy asked, intrigued. I glared at him, even though he couldn't see me.

"I'm glaring at you Ig." He nodded, looking directly at me.

"I thought you might be." I rolled my eyes then spoke my action to him. God, I was going to murder Angel. Brutally. Perhaps with a chainsaw.

"Cliche." Angel replied, looking bored at the fact I was planning to kill her. "No one uses chainsaw's anymore." Max snickered quietly, and I knew she was one of the few people who would use a chainsaw to kill someone. Perhaps I could move all her plush toys to the backyard and attach the bomb I confiscated from Iggy and Gazzy all those weeks ago. Ah yes, I could imagine it now. A humongous boom, Angel running out only to find her self surrounded by pieces of teddy bears raining from the sky. Oh look, heads. Now an arm. Perhaps a few legs tossed in?

"No!" Angel cried running out of the room, looking stricken.

"Sorry! I don't usually let it go that far." The rest of the flock stared at me, they didn't know I was slowly torturing Angel whenever she pissed me off.

"What the he-double matchsticks was that about?" Nudge asked, staring after Angel.

"Max, Anni has a bomb!" Max glared at me.

My "Uh, no I don't." was mixed with Gazzy's "Is that the M-80 you confiscated from us last Christmas?" Max glared at me while Fang smothered a chuckle with his hand.

"Anni? Is this true?" I stayed still. Then, as always when this kind of thing happens, my left eyelid twitched. Max launched herself over the table into my now empty spot as I sprinted into the hall, jumping out the large window there, dropping into the canyon below. I unfurled my wings after a few seconds of free falling, god I love that feeling. A heavy body tackled me to the ground just as I reached the clifftop a few hundred yards from the house, stopping me from injury by wrapping their arms around my waist and slowing the descent by flying up at the last minute and landing softly on the hard, rocky ground. I stiffened in his arms, the arms that clearly belonged to Fang. I started to worry, as he didn't let me go and the fact I was currently pressed against him, his bare skin caressing mine where my T-shirt had ridden up.

"Fang?" I tried to twist out, but he had me trapped. I gasped as he released me, only to spin around to face him, pinning me to a tree. "Fang?" I stared in his eyes, which were currently only inches away from mine. "Fang, are you okay?" I whispered, anxiously trying to get away from him, scared of what I might do to him if I was in that close a proximity to him. He sighed slightly and leaned closer, sliding a hand into the middle of my back. His other hand threaded itself through my hair and then rested on the back of my neck, his fingers drawing patterns there. He leaned closer until I could feel his warm breath on my lips and I wriggled in his grasp. "Fang..?" He didn't respond, only leaning in closer, his lips almost brushing mine when a twig snapped behind us. I sighed with relief and swivelled in his grip, staring at where the noise had come from.

"Come on out Angel." The six-year-old mutant stepped out from the bush, shaking her head in an attempt to shake the leaves off.

"Stupid twig." She muttered, glaring at said twig. I shivered as Fang's breath touched the back of my neck where my hair had been whipped aside in the wind of the flight.

"How did you get out here-? Have you been out here since you ran out? No wait, you said the thing with bomb…" I murmured, trying to make sense of it.

"You think I did this alone?" Angel scoffed, shaking her head so her curls bobbed. "Gazzy imitated my voice, saying what I asked him to. He earned a clean five dollars out of it. That," She smirked pointedly, as if it were obvious. "is for the poor teddy bears that had to die for your thoughts." She launched herself off the cliff, sweeping swiftly back towards the house. I cringed as I realized I was now alone with Fang again. Jesus, was it me or did this boy want to be jumped? I swiveled to face him, and, thinking he was further away than he actually was, ended up with my nose against his. Not the slight knock that usually happened, but my nose was against his cheek. Our eyes widened as we took in our position, though probably for different reasons. I chuckled awkwardly and glanced up at the sky.

" Heh, nice weather we're having huh?" He rolled his eyes at my comment, not removing himself from this predicament by accepting the change of subject.

"Anni? Are you okay?" That was it, I couldn't take it anymore! I pushed him away from me and launched myself over the cliff, letting myself free fall until I was close to the fog that shrouded the bottom of the canyon. I glanced up behind me, only just barely making out his still figure, even with my eyes. What I didn't see was the sorrowful look his face held ever since I had pushed him away. He took the fact that if I had of gotten any closer I would have either jumped him, or killed him, as a rejection.

(A/N): Plus, if you can guess which celebrity I based Anni off of, you get a cyber cookie! (::) or, if you're a health freak, a cyber apple! (#) mmm, shiny!