Author's Note:

I came up with this idea with two days ago, when i say a picture of Isaac and Kira, and i'm like "Damn they look good together, especially the height difference."

Trust me, i'm an avid scira fan, but i wanted to do something not many people do.

i know it says in the summary that it is mainly about Kira and Lydia's lives, but i will remind you guys, and gals again.

I want to show their love lives, but i also want to display their friendship.

So throughout the story, each chapter will feature Kira's part, and Lydia's part, some might be together.

Lastly, I hope you enjoy it.

Italics Bold= Kira Thoughts

Italics= Isaac Thoughts.

Their thoughts won't be shown as much in the beginning but will come to play later on in the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen wolf, or any characters

It's been two weeks since the events in Mexico. The pack is at Derek's loft, cleaning up the mess Kate and her berserkers made.

Lydia is sweeping the floor. Kira is picking up the glass shards.

Stiles is taming Malia. Scott and Liam are fixing the walls, and picking the light bulbs.

"Seriously guys this is ridiculous!" Stiles exclaimed.

They all looked at him. "I mean, Derek isn't even coming back. Why are we cleaning this place if no one is going to live here?" Stiles asked.

Kira smiled. Stop whining Stiles "Aw, do you miss him?" "What? That sour wolf? God no! I don't miss him." Stiles stuttered.

Everyone burst out laughing. "Come on, we have to at least fix the place, he might come back sometime." Scott reasoned.

Everyone went back to cleaning. "Need any help?" They heard.

They turned their heads towards the entrance. "Isaac, you're back!" Scott said.

"Great, did you get any designer scarfs on your trip?" Stiles sarcastically asked.

He's still sarcastic as always. "Miss me?" Isaac teased.

"Hardly," Stiles mumbled.

Malia and Liam looked very confused. Isaac looks at Kira and smiles. She's prettier than I remember. Kira returns the smile.

Isaac notices them. "Who's this?" Malia interrupted. That was rude "This is Isaac, Isaac this is Malia and Liam." Scott introduces.

"Who bit you?" Isaac asked Liam.

Liam hesitated. "Scott,"

Isaac looked a little shocked, but soon fell into a smile. He looked at Scott.

"Long story," Scott breathes out. "Looking at this place, I can tell," Isaac said.

"Sorry I missed so much. I just needed time to process everything that happened." Isaac sadly said. I needed time to get over Allison.

Scott sadly smiled. "You didn't have to come back so soon, I mean if you need more time…" Scott trailed off.

Isaac shook his head. "Nah, I miss this place. After all the things that happened, I could use a few friends." Isaac laughed.

It's what Allison would've wanted.

"If you don't have a place, you can stay with me." Scott offered. "It's fine. I'm staying at Mr. Argent's house, shocker right." They laughed.

He took off his coat, and scarf. "So, if we are done catching up, can we clean now? This is probably the only time I'm offering help." Isaac said.

They went back to cleaning. He joined Kira, and helped her pick up the glass.

There was an awkward silence. "So, where is your sword?" He asked. She looked at him.

"Are you gonna slice me up again?" He asked. Kira started to panic.

Oh my god he's still mad, oh my god! What if he hates me? Oh my god. "I'm sorry! I really didn't want to. You were acting a bit crazy. I had to stop you. I had to. Not that I wanted to. Please don't be mad!" Kira rambled.

Isaac looked at her. Damn she's fast. He starts to laugh. "I can see why Scott likes you." Isaac teased.

Kira blushed. She's cute when she blushes.He's cute when he laughs.

They both were staring at each other. They both cleared their thoughts and continued to clean.

That was close, I almost did something. Whew~ Oh my god what was I thinking? "I don't like her." Isaac stated.

Kira looked at him. "Her?" Kira asked. "Malia?" Kira asked again. "Yeah," He says.

"Why? She's very…honest, and …..honest." Kira tried to convince him.

"I don't buy it. Stiles doesn't like her." Isaac said nonchalantly.

"How do you know?" Kira asked. "Because she's not Lydia." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world..

Kira was aware of Stiles' longtime crush on Lydia. "But he's moved on." Kira tried.

"I mean, he seem very happy." Kira said.

Isaac bitterly laughed. "Yeah, he might seem happy with Malia, but with Lydia, he seems in love." Those words caused Kira to think about her and Scott.

Is that was love is supposed to feel like? Can love make you feel something other than happiness? Aren't they both the same? Scott…..does he feel the same way?

Isaac noticed her facial expression. Did I say something wrong? "Um how are you and Scott?" Stupid why are asking her that? Kira smiles. "It's …progress…" Kira trailed off.

"Care to elaborate?" He chuckled.

"I mean, we're close to becoming official, but it feels like there is something in the way…..like we're just….the more we try to get closer, there is something pulling us apart." Kira explained.

"Like….." "Like it's not meant to be," Isaac finished. Kira nodded

The pack finished cleaning. It is almost 7pm. Scott decided to take Liam home. Lydia drove to the police station.

Stiles went home with Malia, much to Lydia's hidden dismay. "Do you want me to take you home?" Isaac asked Kira.

Kira fold her arms. "Do you know where I live?" Kira giggled. "Yup, I stalked you a few times." He calmly said.

Kira laughter stopped. Please tell me he is kidding. How cute. Isaac smirked. "Just kidding." He walked away.

"Follow me, unless you wanna walk home in the dark." He said.

Kira heard the word dark, and automatically chased after him, but was unable to see Isaac' smile.

They were in the car. "But really, how you do know where I live?" Kira asked very quickly.

Isaac grinned and looked at her. "You're never gonna let this go." Isaac chuckled. "I mean, I wanna know if I'm being stalked." Kira explained.

When Isaac didn't say anything, Kira realized she was right. "OH MY GOD! You were stalking me."She pointed her finger at him.

"Scott made me, when he realized you might be a target, he wanted me to make sure you got home safely." Isaac explained.

Kira put her hand on her heart and sighed. "Thank god…." She's really funny.

They arrived at Kira's house. Kira looked at him.

"Do you have any plans?" She asked him.

"No, I was planning to eat take out, Mr. Argent busy looking for his sister with the Calaveras."

"So do you live alone?" Kira asked. Isaac nodded.

"Do you want to stay for dinner?" Kira asked. Yes "I don't want to bother you, or your family." Isaac said.

"Don't worry; my parents aren't home…my mom is at a busy trip, my dad is at the school grading papers." Kira explained.

Isaac sighed. "Aw come on. I'm a really good cook. And fast food is not good for you." Kira convinced. "I don't know…." Isaac pondered.

Kira decided to use her secret weapon. "Pwetty pwease." Kira cutely said.

Isaac burst out laughing. "Fine." He decided. He got out of the car, and follow Kira to her house.

She motioned him to sit in the living room. He sat. "Wait here and I will cook a 5 star meal." Kira confidently said.

She was about to walk to the kitchen, then stopped. "Unless you wanna help?" Kira questioned.

Isaac got up and followed her to the kitchen.

He never realized how short she was. I mean she is 5'4, and he is 6'2.

She starts to take out all the ingredients. Isaac is just looking around. She tried to get the salt, which was in the top shelf.

She was tiptoeing, even jumping, but still couldn't reach it. Isaac notices.

He walks over, and stands behind her, and grabs the salt very easily.

Kira turned to face him, and looked up at him.

"The struggle's real." She laughed. He softy smiled.

They started to cook together, which Isaac found to be really fun, thanks to Kira.

They finished, and walk over to the living room and started to eat.

They decided to watch Star Wars which in Kira's opinion, one of the best TV movies in history.

Kira couldn't stop rambling throughout the movie, kept talking even when there was food in her mouth.

They finished eating and decided to clean up the mess.

They went back to the kitchen to wash the plates.

After that Kira was tired. She laid flat on the couch. Isaac joined her. "Thanks, I had fun." Isaac smiled. He got up.

"I should go." He said. Kira slowly got up. "I'll walk you out."

They walked in silence, a comfortable silence. He got to his car. "Hey," That stopped him. "Yeah?" Isaac responded.

"They were wrong." She said. Isaac raised one of his eyebrows. "You are helpful, and this time willingly, I think you're….awesome..." Kira finished. Isaac smirked.

That was the first time someone told him that, yeah he's been told to be handsome, but this time someone knew him.

Without knowing it, he put down his wall, and let her in.

She was about to go inside, but Isaac grabbed her. She looked back at him. "I think you're awesome too." He said.

Kira shyly smile. He took a deep breath. "I don't like many people…..but I like you. You're different." Isaac said.

Kira blushed. She smiled. "Thanks" She said. He got in his car. He looked at her one last time. "See you later." He said. He drove off.

Oh my god, was that cool? I mean I don't wanna look like a complete Stiles. I looked cool right?

Kira went back to house. She walked to her room. She sat on her bed. She sighed, then layed down.

She couldn't help but smile. It's been a long time since she had this much fun.

Lydia drove to the police station. She noticed Parrish. He was looking through the book she gave him.

She smiled. She swayed over, earning gazes from fellow police officers. She ignored them.

"Hey Deputy, aren't you supposed to be patrolling the street, or helping an old lady get her cat out of a tree?" Lydia teased.

He looked up her. "Lydia, what are you doing here?" Lydia sat on his desk, on his paperwork.

"I just finished up cleaning Derek's loft and I had some time left so I wanted to help you." Lydia explained.

Parrish sighed. "Lydia, you have been helping me since the dead pool, almost for 16 hours. You need rest." Lydia looked at him.

"I don't mind. I like spending with you." Parrish blushed. Lydia smiled, showing her incredibly white teeth.

Their moment was interrupted by the Sheriff. "Lydia, what are you here?" He asked, with concern. "Did something happen?" He asked.

Lydia shook her head. "I just wanted to help our Deputy, you know with stuff." Lydia hummed while paying with her hair.

"Ok, I'll be at my office if you need me." Sheriff said. Lydia waved. They spend the rest of the night researching.

Parrish suddenly slams the book. "Lydia, no offense, but I'm sure you have better things to do, then spend the night with me."

"I said I don't mind." Lydia rolled her eyes.

"Why are you really here?" Parrish questioned. Lydia sighed.

"Normally on a night like this, I would be with Stiles, but he isn't exactly up to it." Lydia explained.

Parrish looked confused. "Why?" He asked. "He's with Malia."

Since the death of Allison & Aiden, she really didn't anyone. The only people that was there for her were Kira, and Parrish.

Parrish is the only one, other than Kira, who listens to her.

"You never know until you try, and plus you're Lydia Martin, who are you to run away from a challenge." Parrish tried to cheer her up.

She jumped down from the desk. "Okay, only because you're right about one thing, I am Lydia Martin, and I never run from a challenge." She flipped her hair, and waltz out the police station.

She drove to Stiles' house.

She took a deep breath and went to knock. Sheriff opened the door. He smiled. "Lydia, Stiles is upstairs in his room." She nodded. The door was opened.

She was about to walk in, but she heard a female voice. "So did you find anything about my mom?" She heard Stiles sighed.

"Nothing, it's like she, she's just really good at hiding." She heard Malia sit on Stiles' bed, on her spot.

After a silence, she heard, "So what's the deal with Lydia?" "Lydia? What about her?"

"Do you maybe, still like her?" Malia asked.

"What?" Stiles sounded pretty dumbfounded.

"I heard the tall scarf guy and Kira about the three of us. He said you had a crush on her since the 3rd grade, he said you basically love her, and you won't love me because I'm not her." Malia sounded pretty heartbroken.

Lydia gulped. "I don't like her anymore." She heard. She could feel the tears forming in her eyes.

"Listen Malia, Yes I was in love with her for a longtime, but that was before I met you. I moved on from her. I love you."

Those words shattered her heart into pieces.

"I don't want you to spend time with her anymore." Malia said. "What? Why?" Stiles said, as his voice was raise a little higher.

"Kira told me that you can't help who you fall in love with. I don't want you to fall back in love with her." Malia reasoned.

She said it like it was nothing, but to Stiles, he was panicking.

He had to choose between his girlfriend, or the former love of his life.

"It's fall in love with her again." Stiles corrected.

Lydia couldn't help the small smile that formed on her lips. After a minute of deciding, Stiles came to a decision.

"Okay, I'll distance myself." Lydia couldn't take it anymore.

She quietly left, but before she did, she asked the Sheriff to not tell Stiles she came over.

She drove to Kira's house, the tears she was holding finally fell. She knocked on the door, pacing back and forth.

The door opened, only to reveal a sleepy Kira.

She noticed Lydia's crying face. "Lydia! What happened?" Kira was clearly worried. Lydia sniffed her nose and wiped her eyes.

"I'm sorry, it's very late but I just someone to talk to. Can I come in?" Lydia voice sounded very strained.

Kira opened the door, and let Lydia in, and brought her to her room.

She gave Lydia tissues. She rubbed her back.

"Do you mind telling me what happened?" Kira softly asked. "He hates me now!" Lydia cried.

Kira looked shocked.

She never knew Lydia as the crying type.

In her opinion, Lydia Martin was the embodiment of a survivor.

"Who? Stiles?" Kira asked. Lydia nodded. "He said he doesn't like me anymore. He even told Malia that he won't hang out with me, because she's fucking jealous." Lydia kept ranting.

Kira didn't mind, the fact that Lydia came to her first made her happy.

After Lydia stopped her tirade, she looked at Kira. "I just don't wanna lose him." She whispered.

"I already lost so much." Kira looked at Lydia. She never seen anyone this broken, like today.

"I lost Jackson, I lost Aiden, and I lost Allison, now I'm losing Stiles." Lydia whispered.

"Allison made a mistake, she shouldn't have died. It should've been me." She finished.

Kira couldn't help herself. She just had to tell Lydia the truth, not what she wants to hear.

"Are you kidding me!? Allison died so you would live. Allison gave you a chance, and now you want to throw that away. You want her death to be in vain? Listen to me Lydia; I know you don't wanna die, because if you did, you would've done it on the night Allison died. So stop pretending to blame yourself, because we all know whose fault it is, even you know that Allison's death was her own fault. She chose to come and save us. There was nothing you could've done, so stop blaming yourself, and live, not without mourning, and not without missing her. Losing someone is hard, it's hard to move on, but you can't keep living in the past." Kira said.

Lydia looked at her. She smiled. She wiped her tears. "Yeah, you're right. I can't keep living in the past. I have to move on." Kira let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank god, I thought you were mad at me." Lydia laughed. Kira had a realization.

"You are Lydia Martin, you do not cry over a boy who rejects you, and if you do, you cover it with makeup. Instead of moping around, you should be flaunting how he fell in love with you in the first place. I mean since you are the most beautifulest girl in Beacon Hills High School." Kira finished.

Lydia laughed. "Beautifulest isn't a word, it's either most beautiful, or prettiest." Lydia corrected. "Whatever," Kira rolled her eyes.

"And plus, I'm not the prettiest girl in school. You are," Lydia said. Kira widen her eyes.

"I'm the most popular, but you are the prettiest. It was confirmed in the school's website." Lydia explained.

"THERE'S A WEBSITE!" Kira shouted. "Shush! People might be asleep." Lydia quietly said.

Kira had a face that said "Did you just shush me?".

"So can I stay the night? I mean I don't wanna be walking home at 11pm." Lydia asked.

"Um sure, you can borrow my clothes, unless it's not worthy of your gracious body." Kira sarcastically said.

"I'll be the judge of that." Lydia joked.

She pondered for a moment. She looked in Kira's closet, and picked her favorite.

She showed Kira. "I think we found a winner."

Lydia took a slow shower, changed into Kira clothes, which she found to be awfully comfortable.

She slept on the other side of Kira's bed. She turned to see Kira's back turned away from her. "Hey Kira?" She whispered. "Hmm~" Kira answered, she was clearly half way asleep.

"Thanks." Lydia said a little louder.

Author's Note:

So, did you like it? Please feel free to review, and please go easy on me.

PS. You can also FAVORITE it, aye~