OK... so I've been wanting to start a new story which I have lots of ideas for and excites me and this is it! The last new fic i posted called 'The Grace family', I'm thinking of making it a very short story of about 3 chapters, at most. This is my new main project after Loveless.

Elixir

Mr Alex Karev cordially invites you, Derek Shepherd, to attend

his 18th Birthday gathering aboard 'Elixir'

October 20th

7.00pm

Embankment Pier

Boarding starts at 6.30pm

As he walked the deck of the beautiful boat that he had helped Alex to name, Derek realized that 'gathering' was a bit of an understatement. The Elixir was crowded and as he was probably one of the last people to board, his reputation of being late holding true, the boat was ready for departure. The boat itself was huge, three floors; one for dancing, one for eating and one for networking politely whilst standing under the starry sky.

He was currently on the top floor, watching people sip champagne in a typical english manner whilst hoping to see Alex to wish his friend of four years a happy birthday. He looked around, trying to find a familiar face but none were in sight. Girls, boys, teenagers, men, women, all dressed in millions of pounds worth of fabric and jewellery, socialized around him. This was to be expected with a party of a rich boy like Alex.

Four years ago, when Derek had moved to England from the US, Alex had become on of his first friends at Eaton, the private school for boys. But now, having reached their last year of school in June, Alex was quickly becoming just an old school friend in London. After all their exams, Derek had moved back to America, taking a year out of his life to persue travelling, exploring his favourite topic- wine. So far, he had seen most of South America and some of South Africa.

Until April, he was spending his days in Europe, giving him seven months to explore the best place to grow, make, sell wine. Not in England but he was starting in London just for this party. Finally, Derek saw some familiar, younger faces.

"George!" Derek exclaimed, shaking hands with the boy he had also helped name the boat they were currently partying on. He had become friends with George through Alex and he was probably the reason he had gotten through A level biology.

"Derek," He greeted back, his english accent making Derek suddenly feel very exposed as american, even in his englishman outfit of a tux.

"Derek Shepherd makes an appearance?" He heard the voice of his best friend from behind him. Turning around he looked into some blue, mischeivous eyes.

"Mark," He invited him in for a manly hug. Mark was one of the few americans to attend Eaton and had opted to stay in England for summer. Over our years they'd become best friends, broken many a girl's heart between them, gotten suspended at least three times each and Mark had even gotten so far as wooing a teacher. Boys boarding school was never boring because of him. Especially when jst down the road was a girl's boarding school.

Derek, Mark, George and Alex had all become well known in the girl's school due to their good looks, charm, intelligence and money but because of their accents, Mark and Derek had become a big hit over there. George's twin sister Izzie went there too so they all had connections through her.

"Hey Derek," he turned to see Izzie looking as gorgeous as ever in a pink full length dress, dripping in diamonds. As a rule, he had never crossed the line with Izzie, being sister to George he never would but it didn't mean he couldn't think she looked hot and stunning tonight.

"Izzie," he embraced her figure. "You look beautiful." He threw a whimsical smile her way and she blushed under his stare.

"Thank you," She smiled. "I have to catch up with some friends. In fact one has just got back from America. I'll try and introduce you to her, you'll have lots to talk about."

"Ok," Derek said, watching her walk away and join a group of girls who all looked the stereotypical high school girls.

"So Derek," Mark's voice drew his eyeline back to his friend instead of the women. "What you been up to?"

"Not a lot really, travelled around, seen a few members of the family…"

He stopped, trailing his sentence off as he looked past Mark's head and towards the most gorgeous woman he had ever laid his eyes upon. She was curiously looking round the deck and even from such a distance he could see her sparkling green-grey eyes drawing him in. She was wearing a dark turquoise dress, floor length. It's plunging v-neckline drew his eyes to her breasts, the silky material flowing effortlessly over. The small ruffles of detail around her torso made her delicate shape look flawless. The material wrapped over each other, accentuating the v-neck and the material gathered at her flat stomach. She then turned around in search for a face and he was about to explode. The dress was backless and all he could picture was running his hand along the smooth, alluring, golden skin. The material wrapped around in a circular bottom, just above her perfect ass. Thoughts were running wild through his mind as he looked at her.

"…but I'm just deciding between the aston and the porshe now. Want to help me choose tomorrow?" Mark finished his rant, unaware that the whole time, Derek had been 100 distracted by the jewel that just stepped out on to the deck.

"Err.. yeah… that's cool, that's fine, sure," Derek agreed, having no clue what he was agreeing to. "You know what man, I'll be right back."

He left Mark with George, completely forgetting his mission to find Alex, and headed straight towards the woman.

"You looking for someone?" Derek asked, softly so he wouldn't scare her. As she turned her head, her flowing curls gave him a scent of flowery bliss, the honey blond colour shining in the twinkling lights that were carelessly scattered around the deck. Her eyes caught his by surprise and his breath was knocked straight out of him.

"Well, yes… anyone I know really," She giggled and in that moment he decided that sound was the most delicious sound he had ever heard and would in his life. Her eyes sparked with enthusiasm as she let the laugh fill her face with delight. Perfect.

"Well, you don't know me but you have a chance now so…" He threw his best attempt at a handsome charming smile and suceeded as she looked down for a split second then back up, an embarrased smile twitching at the side of her lips.

"So, how do you know the birthday boy?" She asked, starting with small talk. Her voice was as smooth as the silk flowing off her body, a twinge of american accent clear but still, she was quintessentially english. He had never met a girl with such class.

"I used to go to school with him," he answered the question, his mind blurred with images of him and her together.

"At Eaton? Wow, an Eaton boy hitting on me. Am I lucky or what?" She flirted, keeping a mischevious glint in her eye.

"Well… yes you are but I must admit, I'm hardly unlucky meeting and talking to you," once again he made her blush. "How do you know him?"

"Friend's brother is Alex's best friend," She replied.

"You know Izzie?" Derek asked, knowing Alex's best friend was George if he was forced to admit it.

"Yeah, I used to go to her school, but I left for America in 1992," She said, filling him in on info to bounce off.

"That's the year I came here, we must have just missed each other!" Derek laughed.

"Where abouts in America are you from?" She asked.

"Seattle, but I don't plan on living there for much longer. As soon as possible I want to move to Northern California and start my own vineyard to make wine. Long life ambition," He finished, explaining the move.

"I went to school in Northern California actually. What a small world," She said.

"It is… where abouts?"

"Napa," She said simply.

"What are you doing back in England then?"

"Visiting family but from November onwards I'll be travelling round Europe," She realized that he was probably the easiest person to open up to.

"Interesting. So…" He though of something to say but couldn't stop it from blurting out. "You look ah-mazing!"

She giggled, her cheeks flushing as she looked him up and down.

"You're not that bad yourself and thank you," She returned the compliment, appreciating his manners.

"Do you want a drink from the bar?" He asked her.

"I'm only 18," She said.

"You're not in America anymore," He laughed.

"Oh yeah…" She started to smile, knowing she had the chance to have fun with alcohol and an absolute hottie in front of her. "I'll have…. Hmmm, I don't have that much experience in alcohol, sorry. All girl's boarding school all my life, the last four years being very strict."

"That's ok… I'll get you a glass of champagne, I'm pretty sure you can handle that," He winked at her and she felt her knees go weak.

"OK, thanks."

The night went on and minute by minute, both teenagers got more and more drunk, even after their meal. Minute by minute the two got closer, physically and emotionally. Minute by minute the sexual tension rose, the minds blurred with passion and the desire for each other became unbearable. The night that would change their lives forever, more than they knew.

Elixir

Think I should continue? Hit the button and put me out my misery, yay or nay.

Exxx