Disclaimer: No, I don't own it... yet... 8D

It was 12:30 am by the time Nita's dad had given up waiting for Dairine to arrive. It was one when he finally fell asleep despite the fact that his younger daughter was no where to be found.

Nita sunk down the hall to Dairine's room. As she opened the door, the occupant of the bed sat up causing the springs to squeak.

"Nita?" His voice was slurred as he spoke. Apparently he had just been woken up. Nita smiled at this.

She shut the door and did a quick wizardry to sound-proof the room. Then, breathing a little heavily, she turned to look- or rather glare- at him.

"Ronan, not once. Not even once. Would it really be that hard to send a message or do a transit? Would it really be so impossible to act like you cared?"

"Nita," he said rising from the bed, "I wanted to. So many times. Every time I was at Annie's house I couldn't stop thinking about you."

She was very conscious of the fact that Ronan was only wearing boxers and was slowly approaching her. The knowledge made her heart start beating franticly but she pressed on.

"Then why didn't you? It's been almost a year!"

Ronan was no less aware that Nita's pajamas consisted of short shorts and a thin tank top. He also noticed how gorgeous she was when she was mad. While he'd known this last summer, too, she seemed to have grown more beautiful in the months they'd been apart.

"It was Kit."

Nita was shocked at this statement and opened her mouth to argue but before she could Ronan explained.

"He made me swear not to see you again. He said I'd hurt you too much, that you didn't want to see me again. And, well, I'd rather not see you at all than make you unhappy. So I agreed. I'm a wizard; I can't break my promises."

"Kit said that? It's… not true. The only way you've hurt me is by not being here when I needed you." Tears started forming in Nita's eyes but she blinked them away before Ronan could see.

"If I'd known that I would never have made that promise." He was now only a few feet away and still drawing closer. "But, Neets, why is it only me? Why couldn't you come? Why didn't you message me or send me a thought?"

"Are you serious?" This time she didn't bother stopping the tears. "Between my mother dying and saving an abdal from the Lone Power I haven't exactly had much-"

But before she could finish Ronan interrupted her. "Nita, calm down. I was joking. I know." He wrapped one arm around her using the other to wipe away her tears. "It's in the past. I love you, okay?"

"Okay."

He leaned down and kissed her forehead. Her arms creped around his neck; he pulled her body closer to his.

Nita lifted her head and leaned in to meet his kiss.

Right then, there was a faint pop of displaced air.

Nita and Ronan both blinked and looked towards the window, where the sound had come from.

"You know what—I think I'll sleep on the couch tonight. I think it'll be quieter." With that the ever perceptive Dairine grabbed pajamas and left the room silently.

Before Nita's anger bubbled out of her, Roan had his hands on her face. When their lips finally met that night, Nita felt a uncontrollable sense of homesickness. The green of his mind felt so familiar; in a way she almost missed it.

Her hands were on his chest in an instant. She had missed him. Her hands moved up and knotted in his hair as she pulled him closer to her, molding her body against his. Their tongues wrestled with each other, but Ronan pulled away for a second. He lifted his lips from hers, letting her guide his head to the hollow of her neck.

Their lips joined again when he pushed her roughly against the wall, but a new color of mind sense had entered.

Nita? Kit asked. What's going on?

"Crap. Ronan, it's Kit!" Nita whispered. Reluctantly, we detangled himself from her.

What do you mean Kit? Nita thought.

Ronan chuckled from Dairine's bed. "Bad mood?"

You mind usually has a bit of red in it. It was all green a second ago. Very green.

Nita blinked guiltily. I have no idea. But Dairine just got back and I was talking to her. So I should go.

Yeah sure. Good night, Neets. With that Kit broke the connection.

"Didn't feel like telling him the truth?" Ronan glared.

"I didn't lie. And I don't want to deal with a jealous Kit right now. At least let me wait until morning."

He smiled and opened his arms in a welcoming gesture so she joined him on the bed.

A/N: It's up to you guys if I keep this one up or make it a oneshot. So REVIEW my lovely readers! You know you want to... ;)