Trapped

Disclaimer: I Don't Own Total Drama Island in any way; if I did, do you honestly think Id be posting fan-fiction?

Rating: PG—PG-13 Due To Duncan's usual Suggestive and Sadistic Attitude, his Stupid Moves, and Suggestive Remarks…didn't I already say that? O.o Oh, yeah, and a tiny bit of Blood :P

A/N: If the icon on my profile (if it's even showing) wasn't enough to prove it, I'm sure this will. I'm a full-on DuncanxCourtney shipper…now go ahead and read it; you know you want to XD

T—D—I

The day had finished, just like every other Godforsaken day since the campers had arrived at Total Drama Island, and the campers, of which, were now just wandering around the camp. Few were bored out of their freaking minds wondering what they could do while others had already found a way to entertain themselves. The challenge given by the ever-happy Chris didn't last as long as many of the others he had given in the past and had therefore ended early. Of course, the losing team would have to meet at the bonfire that night but that wasn't until much later. Right now, however, a certain green-Mohawk-ed teen was sitting at the steps of his cabin, bored out of his Juvenile mind.

All the guys on his team were being occupied. Geoff was off with Bridgette in the lake to do some swimming and DJ was being all gentle and stuff with nature. Even the people on the other team were entertained. Trent decided to play his guitar to Gwen, who dreamily agreed. Owen was looking for a snack—as always—and Heather and Lindsey were gossiping in their cabin. LeShawna was with Harold, doing God only knows what.

The only person Duncan hadn't seen so far, however, was Princess, A.K.A. Courtney. He sighed as he realized he may not be able to flirt with her today. Just as a disappointed look came onto his features, he saw the brunette suddenly walking by, heading to her cabin, he guessed. A grin merged into Duncan's face as he stood and went to follow her. Once he was close enough to her, he decided to reveal his presence to her.

"Hey Princess," he said in his usual cocky and ever-calm voice. The girl jumped slightly at his voice and immediately glared at the delinquent.

"What do you want now, Duncan?" she asked him venomously as she turned and faced him, her arms cross and a pout across her face. Duncan loved that pout.

"Nothing much," he replied playfully. "Just wondering if you would mind giving me the pleasure of letting me escort you through a nice walk through the forest," he said sarcastically as he bowed before her in false respect. "Your highness," he added as he looked up to her and winked like he always did. Courtney shrugged heatedly.

"You honestly think that I'd let you, of all people, take me on a walk? I don't think so!" she told him, turning her back to him and with her snooty little nose in the air. Duncan frowned and stood upright once more.

"C'mon, Princess," he urged, a grin returning once more to his face. "Don't tell me you're gonna be doing something, too," he falsely pleaded though, behind it all, he really wanted her to not be doing anything so he could push her buttons for the rest of the day. That and hopefully get that kiss he keeps asking her for.

"Ugh!" the brunette complained, annoyed. "If you must know, I'm gonna check with Bridgette and see,"—"she's with Geoff," Duncan cut her off suddenly as his grin widened and his hands went to his pockets.

"What?" she asked as faced him once more, her eyes showing her nervousness of not being able to escape the ever-dangerous Duncan. The blue-eyed young man grinned, obviously growing satisfied with the turnout of events so far.

"Yeah, everyone's already occupied themselves; don't tell me you're gonna leave me all alone to be bored to myself, are you Princess?" the delinquent asked teasingly. Courtney glared at him before turning away once again. Her arms crossed in front of her, she answered his question snippily.

"As a matter of fact I am," she told him as she began to walk off. Sadly for her, however, Duncan was much more persistent. Smirking, he continued to follow behind her without a word. This went on for only a few minutes before Courtney stopped abruptly and looked over her shoulder; the pierced teen widened his grin and cocked his brows playfully. The girl glared at him before feeling her fists clenching tightly.

"Do you mind?" she demanded.

"What?" the Juvenile questioned teasingly in response as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't follow me, you creepy insect!" she commanded angrily, facing him again.

"I've been called worse," Duncan replied collectively. The chocolate-colored girl screamed slightly before stomping off towards her cabin. Chuckling to himself, the rebellious teen simply continued following her. She barely took four steps before screaming again and facing him, only to find that their bodies were mere centimeters away. She looked up into his baby-blue eyes and that infuriating grin that suited him all too well.

"If I let you take me on a walk, will you promise to stop stalking me!?" she bribed, against her much better judgment but with a small part of her wanting him to say his offer hadn't changed. Duncan chuckled at her.

"I knew you couldn't resist me," he told her as he turned around and waited for her. Courtney fumed but followed him, nevertheless. As annoying as he was, maybe he would behave…then again, maybe he wouldn't. That was the part the girl feared about this bad boy; he wasn't afraid to try and get what he wanted. The walk to the forest was fairly quiet and uneventful. Duncan would playfully gang up on her and ask if she wanted to make-out when they were in a shadowy area but, of course, Courtney pushed him away or gave him a good punch in the arm.

They were now fully inside the tree-covered area. Duncan looked around with a content smile across his face. Courtney, even with the current situation, had a smile on as well. The sound of their steps crunching leaves and small animals in the distance were the only real sounds that could be heard.

"It's nice, huh?" the green and black-haired teen asked as he looked to the girl at his side. Forgetting, momentarily, who she was with, she responded.

"Yeah, it is; better than doing some dumb challenge that could get us killed," she said, half annoyed, half playful. The two teens laughed at it slightly and continued on their peaceful walk. Courtney glanced over to Duncan; he was behaving much better than what she had expected. By this time, she thought he would force himself on her or at least grab her inappropriately on her rear or something but, no. Just with that content smile that was playing on his lips, she almost felt as if he was happy with just being with her; just having her company.

Letting her thoughts wander, she supposed that maybe; just maybe, Duncan wasn't as bad as he lead on to be. She knew he had a soft side but this was a little different. He was being nice and laughing with her instead of at her. He backed off on the teasing and had stopped annoying her with his constant 'wanna make-out?' questions from earlier. Maybe this was all he really wanted; to just…be with her.

If that was the case, it was extremely sweet and…even cute of him. Courtney blushed slightly and watched him through the corner of her eye. She figured she should at least thank him or say something nice instead of insulting him for once.

"Hey…Duncan?" she began shyly. With a gentle smile, the pierced teen looked to the young woman at his side.

"Yeah Princess?" he responded. The brunette rolled her eyes at this; something's wouldn't change, she supposed. But that was OK; she had grown accustomed to his pet names…she actually kind of…liked them. Only because he used them with her only, though; if he used them with everyone else, then she'd be real ticked.

"I just want to tell you…well; I just want to say…" she didn't really now how to put it, considering she was always saying mean things to him. "Well, I just want say—agh!" the two suddenly fell down a trap that was very well hidden. It was a deep pit, with little space but very low into the ground. Shrugging painfully, Courtney leaned up and straddled whatever she had landed on. Then, placing her left hand down on what she had landed on, she used her free hand to go to her head; she managed to get a hit there.

"Why Princess," she heard Duncan suddenly say, his voice returned to that irritable cockiness. "I didn't know you wanted me this badly." The brunette looked down and blushed once again as she realized she had landed on the Juvenile, straddled him, and her hand was lying on his chest. A scowl overcame her face and she quickly jumped off of him, disgusted that she had been on him in such a…suggestive position.

"Ugh, you ogre!" she said angrily. "I don't want you!" she denied immediately, obviously annoyed with his returned cockiness. Duncan stood up and, after brushing himself off a bit, the two teens looked up. Courtney looked back to the delinquent before her.

"This is why you wanted to take me on a walk, wasn't it!? You're such a psycho!" she boldly accused him for their current situation.

"Oh, yeah, I came here in the dead of night and dug a freaking eight-foot deep hole so that I could lure you here and have my wicked little way with you," Duncan responded, being sarcastic at first and then playful towards the end of his false confession. Courtney glared and thought for a moment.

"You're right," she said as she turned her back to him. "You're not smart enough to com up with a plan like this,"—"What!?" the Mohawk-sporting teen seethed, his temper obviously pushed a little above boiling point.

"You must've had someone help you…but whom?" Courtney questioned to no one in particular while a thoughtful finger went to her lips. Duncan sighed through gritted teeth.

"I didn't do this, Princess, I swear!" he told her, desperately pleading his case. The girl looked at him over her shoulder with disbelief in her eyes. "We must've been set up…maybe Chris set this up for anyone who passed by to get stuck and get some good air time…damn asshole," the young rebel cursed, obviously annoyed that this happened. Though, on the Brightside, at least he was stuck down here with his favorite preppy CIT. The girl of which, sighed before facing him once again and looking up.

"Well," she began. "Now what?" she asked, wondering what the bad boy would suggest. It was silent for a few seconds.

"Wanna make-out?" he asked, yet again, with a grin on his face, as usual. The brunette simply glared.

"Like I'd want to kiss a hot-headed, juvenile delinquent who's an ogre!" she said to him, obviously annoyed that he had returned to his previous ways. She saw him frown, obviously disappointed but not showing it fully. "Now how the heck are we going to get out of here!?" she demanded of him, obviously wanting to leave him at once. The boy looked up and smirked. Walking to the side of the pit, he turned to her and intertwined his fingers together in front of him.

"Here," he said. "I'll give you a boost; once you're out, you can help me out," he explained as he waited for her to step into his hands.

"But," Courtney said, somewhat anxious. "What if I hurt you?" she asked worriedly. Duncan raised a playful brow at her.

"And here I thought you didn't care, Princess," he told her playfully. The brunette fumed again and scowled.

"Do you want me to kick you in the crotch again!?" she asked angrily. Duncan widened his eyes and smiled nervously as he remembered the first time she had left him almost neutered. He thought he'd never stand up again after that blow, much less have kids in whatever future he may or may not have. Laughing nervously at her question, he finally responded.

"No, no…I'm good," he told her.

"That's what I thought," Courtney said as she stepped forward and put one foot in his hands and then climbed onto his broad shoulders afterwards. Holding her by her ankles, Duncan looked up and grinned at the delightful view he received of her perfect little preppy rear.

"You know," he began. "From here, your butt looks really good," he remarked, thinking that the young CIT couldn't hurt him from her current position. He was wrong.

"Ugh, you pig!" she seethed as kicked his face in the side. Having been wearing high-heels, she left the delinquent quite dazed, causing him loose his footing and fall down, Courtney along with him. Letting out a scream, the two fell, the brunette landing on Duncan once again; the girl sat up, sitting on the juvenile's chest, and brushed herself off. "You clumsy idiot!" she said angrily as she looked down at him.

"Courtney," he said, his voice struggled. "I…can't breathe…" he told her.

"Don't try to sweet-talk your way outta of this!" the CIT growled at him while crossing his arms and looking away.

"No…you're on…my lungs," the young man said. Courtney widened her eyes before standing up, letting Duncan take in a sharp breath of air and sit up with a hand to his stomach. Looking up, he glared slightly at the girl.

"Serves you right," she said with her hands to her hips. The boy stood up once again.

"Wanna try again?" he asked, hoping she would say yes so he could see her butt again…

"No!" she responded firmly. Duncan's eyes fell, defeated. "You've obviously figured your way out of these kinds of problems," Courtney said suddenly. "Can't you climb out or something?" she questioned him curiously. The blue-eyed teen looked up.

"I can try," he told her as he went to the wall and began climbing. It was mainly dirt with few rocks to grab a hold of but he made it about halfway up the hole before he grabbed onto one of the next rocks and it came out of place. Once again, obviously failing at anything else, he fell to the harsh ground below, avoiding Courtney by inches. She looked down at him and gasped slightly to see he was dazed, yet again. She also noticed that he had injured his leg a little.

"Duncan?" she asked with concern obvious in her voice. "Duncan, are you alright? Duncan? Duncan!" she fell to her knees at his side and held him up in her lap. Shaking him slightly, she kept trying to get him to snap out of it. Finally, the boy shook his head and was surprised slightly to see how worried Courtney had grown…over him. That infuriating grin came onto his lips.

"Well, well, well, Princess, aren't you sweet? Worrying about me and all; I knew you liked me," he said teasingly as he winked at her yet again. The girl scowled and threw him back on the ground before sitting away from him with her back against the side of the pit. Duncan leaned up on his elbows before sighing and sitting up completely. It was then that he felt the stinging of his leg. Inspecting it further, he discovered it was a long gash.

Sighing yet again and rolling his eyes, obviously annoyed, he ripped the left sleeve of his shirt and wrapped it around the injury so it would stop the bleeding. Once accomplished with that, he, too, sat with his back against the opposite side of the pit. It stayed silent for several minutes between the two, as they realized they may just be trapped down here for quite some time.

"You know," Duncan said, playfully once again.

"That making-out offer still stands."

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A/N: Wheeeeee :3 Please R&R, I hope you guys like it! There will be another chapter to this, don't worry! ;) Again, hope you liked! ;D T'was fun!