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Derek didn't see her for weeks. And when he did, she pretended that she never had that break down in his dorm. It was as though it was all a dream. Except it wasn't, because Lizzie asked Casey about borrowing that ridiculously short dress to a party over dinner one night.

'So, can I borrow it?'

'Yeah sure, which one?' Casey asked placing her fork on the plate.

'That really nice green one, with the spaghetti straps,'

Derek momentarily stopped chewing his food and then continued to eat. Only Casey had noticed his weird behaviour and made a mental note in her head to bring it up with him later.

'Sorry Lizard,'

'But why not Casey?' she looked confused.

Casey quickly looked at Derek and then back to her food. 'Ahem, well,'

'Casey?' Nora asked.

'It, it, I threw it away,' she came out with finally.

'What, WHY?' Lizzie yelled back in shock.

'Yes Casey, I thought you loved that dress,' Nora sounded concerned.

'Well you see,' Casey said staring at her plate. 'It tore,'

And she wasn't lying about that either.

Derek coughed. Which meant that he had remembered the tear as well.

The slit went all the way up to her hips, it was so obvious that he could see her dark red laced knickers.

'It was very flimsy material,' she added, she looked up to see Derek's eyes widen.

'But it was so beautiful,' Lizzie moaned.

'Well I'm sorry Liz, you can borrow something else okay?' she replied comfortingly. 'Besides Mum thought it would be too short on you anyways.'

He had complained before that it had been just too tight. Around all the right areas she had said. And when he had subconsciously agreed with her, he was left in a daze.

Casey avoided his eyes. She knew what he was thinking.

'Who cares,' Derek coughed. 'It's just a dress,' trying to steer the conversation away to something else. 'So, hockey anyone?' he asked as he was chewing his steak.

Casey looked at him in disgust and rolled her eyes.

'Derek,' George warned.

'Look dad, that crap wasn't even classified to be a dress,' Derek said pointing a Casey. 'Nora, I don't even understand how you even let your daughter wear something like that,'

'Derek!' Nora exclaimed.

'Well, you weren't complaining,' she mumbled under her breath, just loud enough for Derek to hear and he froze in response.

'What's that supposed to mean Princess?' Derek spat back.

'It's supposed to mean that you never complained before when I wore it you moron,'

'I did, it didn't look appropriate. Dad you should be able to control the women in this house, but clearly you can't'

'Derek,' George exclaimed. 'Go to your room.'

'No you didn't' Casey said as he stood up.

'It wasn't even a dress, it was a SORRY EXCUSE for a dress, thank GOD Lizzie didn't wear it, we wouldn't want her to be labelled as a slut too' Derek shouted leaning over the table.

'Derek!' everyone exclaimed except Casey who just stood there fuming.

'Go to your room now,' George ordered from the table.

'Oh, and I was labelled one when I wore it?' Casey asked standing up and met his stance.

Derek moved back shrugged his shoulders; he tried not to say anything when he saw Marti clamp her hands over her ears.

'No one said anything about it' she shouted.

'Actions speak louder than words Case,' he stated.

'Oh and what's that supposed to mean?'

Derek coughed in shock. He wasn't expecting a response as witty as that. 'It means what I say it means, I thought a keener like you would get it,'

'Bro, why do you even care?' Edwin intercepted before Casey and Derek attacked each other.

'Because my rep is going to go down the drain if my dear sis is labelled a youknowwhat,'

'Step sis,'

'Same difference,'

'But she's not!' Edwin and Lizzie exclaimed. Derek looked at them in shock.

'You guys are DEFINITELY not related.' Lizzie intercepted the conversation.

'Yeah,' Edwin said furiously nodding his head in agreement.

'What's that supposed to mean?' Casey asked slightly confused.

'Look I love to stay for this little chit chat but there are places I'd rather be,'

'Yeah, alone in your room,'

'Just because someone has a date with good ol' Max doesn't mean I need to have a date today.'

'It seems your rep has been severely declining, you haven't gone out with anyone in ages,' Casey said smirking.

'Just because the roles have switched for a week or two doesn't mean anything Case,' he strode towards her. 'You know I'll always be the adorable big brother that you love,'

'Urgh,' she spat. 'You wish,'

'Okay,' Lizzie looked confused. 'Derek, what we're trying to say is that you have no proof that Casey is a,' she paused and looked at everyone else. 'You know,'

'Urm, she's dated like half of the football team,'

'Well, they're athletic,' Edwin shrugged.

'And good looking,' Nora added.

'Yeah,' George nodded.

'In less that a week,' Derek finished.

'Casey?' Nora exclaimed half in shock.

'Everything's coming out now' Lizzie muttered to Edwin and he nodded.

'I didn't expect World War Three to be unleashed during the middle of our dinner' Edwin whispered back.

Lizzie contained her giggle. 'What are you talking about? They've been at war from the very moment they set eyes on each other,'

'More like they've been at IT ever since they set eyes on each other,' Edwin smirked correcting Lizzie.

'Look that's my business guys,' Casey said crossing her arms. 'I'll talk to you later mum,'

'Well, don't say I didn't warn you guys,' he said turning to go up the stairs.

'Well you're a bit hypocritical, considering that you're the skirt chasing cad, you're a manwhore for shit's sake!' Casey screamed back tailing him.

'Ooooh, Casey said a swear word!' Derek said pointing at Casey.

'You are SUCH a five year old Venturi,'

'Casey,' Nora said. 'Room now,'

Casey huffed. 'But he started it,'

'You are just fuelling the fire, you know better than that,' Nora said shaking her head. 'You know the rules and like you said, we'll talk later'

'But it's him, with anything to do with that thing the rules go out the window.' She sulked, which resulted in a mega watt smile from Derek.

'Aahhh,' she threw her hands in the air and moved to the landing following Derek up the stairs.

She was next to him when he whispered, 'I have that effect on all the girls,'

'What effect? Temporary insanity for thinking you're even dateable material?' she retorted in response

'No, breaking the rules bit. You see, my girls tend to live a little, what's the word,' he tapped his head, 'dangerously,' he said with a wink.

'Urghh,' she said shoving him away. 'Jerk,'

'Spacey,'

'Cad,'

'Keener,'

'chauvinistic pig,'

'Grade grubber,'

'Hey, the last time I did that was for you're sorry ass,'

'Yeah,' Derek raised his hands in the air and then smirked. 'But you're the sorry ass that bought my sob story,'

'You JERK!'

'Whatever,' he shrugged.

Suddenly they had ended up in her room. He had followed her obviously.

'Why did you say that the dress was too short when you helped me buy it,' she blurted.

Derek stared at her in shock. 'What?' he said trying to go backwards.

'Why did you say,'

'No I heard you the first time Case,'

'Well why did you say that it made me look like a,' she couldn't say the word.

Derek wasn't prepared to answer that.

'Because,'

'What's your reason though?'

'I don't need a reason,' he said backing away from her room rushing into his room.

'Derek,' she running after him. 'We went for an outing and I wanted to go shopping, you reluctantly agreed and then we,'

'You don't need to tell me what happened I was there you know,'

'But when I came out of the dressing room you said it was fine,'

Actually no words came out of his mouth. He was in too much shock.

'Derek,'

'So?' He murmured coming out of his daze.

'I know you better than anyone, you always have a reason,'

'I don't though,'

She looked accusingly at him.

'Fine!' He exclaimed.

'Well,' she said crossing her arms in anger.

'Well,' he said staring at the floor. 'I'm not going to tell you,' he said shoving her out of his room, slamming the door in her face.

'Der-ek!'

'Like music to the ears,' he smirked.

She was pretending to be asleep when he came into her room that night. He bent down next to her and moved the wisps of hair from her face. She was surprised he didn't notice that she was heavily breathing all of a sudden. He looked at her and smiled. He would never have been able to do this when they were in college. He sat on her chair next to her desk, shuffling through her papers and saw that she had done all her work.

'Keener,' he sniggered to himself as he took two essays. 'I'll be permanently borrowing these,'

Casey let out a light grunt and Derek jumped on his feet and moved slowly towards her. Then he just smiled as he looked down. He bent down to sit on the floor beside her bed and watched her.

'The only reason,' he breathed out a sigh before continuing. 'The only reason I allowed you to buy that god damned dress was because I thought that I would be the only one seeing it.' He murmured, almost in anger. He got back up on his feet, placed the duvet that was half hanging off the bed back on her and quietly shut the door on his way out.

That was the day that Casey realised that she had feelings for the bane of her existence.

And so did he.

As you can tell, I like fluff..but I'm trying to maintain the crazy Derek and Casey banter that we have always seen on LWD..hope I'm doing justice!
Au reviour! x