A/N: This is pretty much a challenge to myself; can you write parings that are bizarre and strange, and can you write pairings that you are completely against? I'm taking every girl in House of Anubis (Nina, Joy, Patricia, Amber, Mara) and writing a chapter with them paired up with each boy (Fabian, Eddie, Jerome, Mick, Alfie). I'll do all the girls perspectives, and then all the guys (it'll be the same situations though). *Note: As when I started this, Season 2 wasn't out yet, I didn't know much about Eddie/Joy, so the first few chapters may not include them/be completely non-canon.

Each pairing will have six one-shots. The first is how they started going out, the second is the first meal with the entire house, the third is a scene with them alone, the fourth is a scene with them and the entire house, the fifth is their first kiss (while they're dating if it already happened *cough* Fabina *cough*), and the sixth will be them breaking up. (and as, obviously, everyone's seen Mick/Mara's relationship, I'll do it in my own way and style:)). The pairings also do not relate to one another- this way the entire fic isn't "Oh my gosh, I miss him, comfort me!" and such (though certain events that happen may be mentioned). The last chapter will be the "getting back together" of the break-up scene for the couples I think match up/were very fun to write at a big dance or something that I'll think of after I'm done obsessing over Season 2 of HoA. This is my first fic, so bear with me. Right. This is getting long, so enjoy!

OH WAIT. I just remembered something. *smacks head* In this fic, they're all really close to one another and they all know the secret.

And I don't own House of Anubis or any of the characters in it, sadly.

Nina POV

"Hi." I blushed slightly as I bumped into Fabian in the hall. It was the day after prom, and we hadn't talked since... The Kiss.

"Hey." He smiled a bit, but it didn't reach his eyes, like it used to. "Nina… Can we talk?" He mumbled and looked down at his shoes, but I nodded.

"Yes."

"Look, Nina," he said as we sat down on one of the couches in the common room, "I really like you. And last night… Last night, despite Rufus, despite the Cup, despite everything… It was the best night of my life. Because I had you, in my arms, the way I had been dreaming of." He was blushing now, the way he always did when he was nervous.

"Fabian…." I couldn't think of anything else to say. I took his hand in mine, intertwining our fingers and smiling up at him.

"Nina Martin." He whispered, so quietly I almost couldn't hear. "Could I have the honor of calling you my one and only?" His face turned beet red, but he looked me in the eyes, and I felt myself melt. I couldn't speak, so I simply nodded and let him pull me into his arms.

Before I knew it, it was suppertime. Blushing, I tucked my hair behind my ear and got up from the couch, still holding Fabian's hand. We walked towards the table together, his eyes sparkling more than ever. "You look happy." I informed him softly as we took our seats.

"Of course I am. The girl of my dreams is here, holding my hand." Of course, at that very moment, Jerome chose to walk in.

"Girl of your dreams? Are you sure you're not having nightmares, Fabian?" He snickered as he walked past, but ruffled my hair affectionately to let me know he was just joking. I laughed and squeezed Fabian's hand, which was in very plain sight on top of the table.

"Wait, what was that I heard? Fabian admitting something to Nina?" A blonde bundle rushed into the room, which had suddenly turned into the center of a photo shoot.

"Yes, and you're going to blind us with pictures, Amber." Fabian covered his face with the hand I wasn't holding, laughing as he did so.

"Fine, but you'll regret it later. I have to work on your scrapbooks!" She giggled insanely, and I looked at Fabian with a knowing smile.

"The whole school will know by tonight."

The rest of the house trickled in at that point. Mara smiled at our entwined hands, her dark brown eyes glancing over the two of us with a joyful sparkle. Alfie just shoveled spaghetti into his mouth as fast as he could. Joy ate quietly at her place, as did Eddie. And Mick just clapped Fabian on the back and said, quite loudly, "Finally! Does this mean you'll shut up about her when I'm trying to sleep?" Needless to say, he blushed more at that.

"Well, finally, Fabian! You've actually done something about your feelings for once!" Patricia walked in late, looked at our hands, and rolled her eyes. "You've been keeping the entire house waiting for, what, half a term?"

Amber returned quickly, snapping a few more pictures and then beginning to eat. As Trudy placed more water on the table, she, as well, glanced at our hands and smiled, but said nothing.

I guess everyone, including me, had just been waiting for it to happen.

"Amber, are you sure?" I looked down at the blue dress, not completely sure I wanted it. Fabian and I had been together for three months now, and he was taking me out to dinner for our anniversary. "Out to dinner" literally- he had asked Trudy to prepare something outside, alone.

"Yes! Now remember, smile for my pictures and then you can go along and eat and dance and do whatever you want to do!" She was bubbling over with excitement, as usual.

After the dreaded photo session (Amber insisted on taking a bajillion pictures when Fabian and I did anything), Fabian wrapped his arm around my shoulder and led me out the door to a small table to the right of the stairs. "You look beautiful, Nina- as always." He whispered, kissing the top of my head and taking my hand as we sat down.

"Thanks." I mumbled. I blushed deeply again- would I ever stop doing that? His hand traced my hairline, and I turned redder.

"Three months and a day ago, Nina Martin, you told me you loved me. I should have returned it then. But I didn't. I love you. I'm three months and a day late, but I love you."

Four months. Ish. Fabian and I walked into the common room, where everyone was watching some combination of a romantic comedy and a horror film. Jerome looked up and snickered at our hands. "What, Fabian, you haven't gotten further than that? It did take you a term to ask the girl."

Fabian rolled his eyes and we sat on the couch, watching the screen flicker from a boy and a girl to something dark and creepy. I could feel Fabian's arms surrounding me and relaxed into them, eventually ending up watching the movie with my head on his lap, his hand stroking my hair as we did so.

Of course, Amber came in with her camera, but I was so tired at this point that I didn't particularly care. Mick just grinned at me and muttered, "You know, he talks about you even more now." To which I blushed. Again. And, again, Joy and Eddie were silent.

Alfie glanced over at us about an hour through the movie, his lips mouthing something to Fabian, to which he suddenly stood up, banging my head against the very hard armrest. He must have been boiling mad, because usually Fabian's the calm and collected one. "Ouch!" I exclaimed, rubbing the back of my head slightly woozily. Whatever Fabian was about to say was lost as he turned back to me, his hard expression softening to one of concern, worry, and guilt.

"Nina? What happened?" He sat back down, pulling me back to my earlier position, but my head hurt too much to comprehend, and then it was black.

"Nice one Fabian. Give your girlfriend a concussion. You know, when I said you should make a move, I didn't mean like this." Jerome.

"Yeah, Fabian. What were you thinking?" Mick… I think.

"Nina? Is she going to be okay? Oh, I hope she doesn't have to go to the hospital!" Amber, of course.

"Would you all just be quiet? I feel bad enough as it is!" Fabian, sounding close to tears. "Nina? Nina, love? Can you hear me? You're still on the couch. It's Fabian. Can you wake up?" I tried. I really tried. But the darkness wouldn't break. And then I heard the sobs.

"C'mon, mate. Maybe she just needs rest." Yeah, definitely Mick.

"I'm not moving."

I'm not sure how long I was out. All I know is, eventually, I managed to open my eyes, and the first thing I saw- well, most would assume it would be Fabian, right? Well, I was turned on my side, so it actually was Jerome, who looked very worried and very tired. "Nina, I suggest you tell Fabian you're okay. He's been awake for three days and hasn't done anything but stare at you."

I tried to turn my head, but I let out a wince of pain before I could. "Shhh." Fabian's hand met mine, and even though I couldn't see him, I knew he was frowning worriedly. "How do you feel?"

"Awful, hungry, sick, confused… but I'm with you. So it's okay." I felt him get up, gently placing a pillow under my head, and then crouching where Jerome had been so I could see him.

"I've been so worried."

"Hey you." Fabian wrapped his arm around my shoulder, kissing my forehead and leading me into the dining room for dinner.

"Hey. How's the research project going?" I murmured, running a hand over my stitches in the back of my head. He caught my hand and moved it gently, but not before kissing it and sending sparks up my arm.

"Fine, but you need to tell Jerome that it's a group project, not just us." I rolled my eyes. Jerome and I had gotten close when we started working together with Sibuna- I didn't expect it, but hey, we were all close here. And despite his jokes about Fabian and I, he really was fun to be around.

"Tell Jerome what?" He appeared, ruffling my hair again and making me wince slightly. "Sorry Stars- forgot." He had gotten to calling me "Stars", after Fabian made me "see stars" by hitting my head.

"I wish you wouldn't call her that." Fabian muttered under his breath, but I raised my eyebrows and brushed my lips against his cheek, making him smile again.

"It's fine, Fabian." I said, wincing again as my head throbbed.

"Are you sure you're okay, Nina? I don't want you to collapse again, or hurt yourself, or damage that pretty little head of yours." Fabian rubbed circles on my hand that he had taken a few minutes ago, and waited for everyone to filter into the dining room.

"Nina- see you and Fabian are out of your room. Feeling better?" Mick grinned at the both of us, and I rolled my eyes again.

"A bit- my head still hurts though. The doctor said that there shouldn't be any permanent damage, but as the 'force was great' and the 'surface was unpliable', there could very well be internal bleeding or something similar." The table had gone quiet, and suddenly Fabian was gone, Mick, Jerome, and Alfie following him. I glanced at Patricia.

"Follow him, Nina. He feels guilty for what he did. You know he can't stand hurting you." And so I did.

"F- Fabian?" I knocked on the door quietly, hearing the boys' voices quiet inside.

"Come in." It sounded broken. I opened the door, and there he stood. His eyes were red- the first time I had ever seen him like this. Mick, Jerome, and Alfie were gathered around the bed, where clearly he had been a second before. "Nina, you should lie down. Your head-" And he broke.

I instantly wrapped my arms around him, trying to offer some point of comfort and looking over at Mick and Jerome in slight confusion. Fabian stopped sobbing a second and pulled away. "Nina, your head." All of a sudden, he was back to the quiet Fabian I used to know as he led me to his bed and gently lied my head down. I could see the tears glistening in his eyes and pulled him close.

"Fabian Rutter, you listen to me. Forget my head. It was an accident. I don't blame you. No one does. Stop crying." And, in front of Jerome, Mick, and Alfie, I pressed my lips to his and held him there until I could no longer feel his tears running down his cheeks.

"Nina. Nina, love, can you hear me?" I had passed out during one of the house's video nights again, I was sure of it. "Nina, love?"

"Fabian." I murmured. "I can hear you." I opened my eyes, blinking away a few tears.

"Don't hide those pretty eyes from me." He kissed my forehead, looking worried, but still like the Fabian I knew and loved.

After the movie ended and the rest of the house had gone to bed, it was just us on the couch. "Nina, listen," Fabian began, gently helping me sit up, "I still blame myself for this. I really do. I know you say not to, I know you say it's not my fault- but I realize I hurt you a lot. And I can't risk doing that again."

"No." I whispered, realizing what he was going to say.

"Nina, please… I'm afraid of how much I love you. The way I love you is deep and amazing and incredible, and I've never felt anything like it. I'm not- what's the American term- 'breaking up' with you. I just need some time to think."

I felt my spirits lift slightly, but only slightly. "Just… a break?" Tears were coming to my eyes as we spoke. I didn't want to leave Fabian, no, not now….

"I'll come back, I promise. I just need to think about my favorite topic- you." He kissed my forehead, and then he was gone, and I was in tears.

A/N: Yeah, I know the break part was weird- I just couldn't picture Fabian hurting Nina, so… yeah. I know everyone asks this, but Review, please? :)