A/N: Sorry for the delay. I procrastinated then I got grounded. So yea. Here it is. I hope you like it.

Chapter 2 - Band Practice From Hel-ck

Max's POV

Angel and Nudge woke me up at about seven in the morning by jumping on my bed. "Ma-ax! Get up! I wanna practice!" they whined in unison.

"Alright, alright. I'm up," I grumbled. Couldn't this have waited? I got out of bed and shooed them away so I could dress. After doing that, I walked to Fang's room to wake him up. I opened the door without knocking. There was Fang in the middle of his room. Nothing unusual about that. What was embarrassing though was that he was only wearing boxers and they were halfway off his hips. He must of been changing. I blushed deeply and stumbled over my apology. He shot me a look as I ran out of there.

I waited in the living room for him to come out. When he did, I was surprised to see that he wasn't giving me the death glare. What's up with that?

"Max. I really have to tell you something now. It's important," Angel said. I ushered her into the kitchen.

"What is it?"

"Fang likes you. That's why he didn't mind you walking in on him. Which, by the way, was hilarious! He keeps replaying it in his head."

Eep! Fang likes me?! Yay! And how long have I waited for hot Fang to like me? That's right. Too long. Yay!

"He's liked you for forever too. You guys just won't let me tell you this. I've only been trying for like ever."

"Well. Thanks for finally telling me. Don't tell Fang about this. I will. Now let's go start our practice."

We joined the others in the living room. They all looked clueless as to what happened. Good.

"Kso, Let's get this thing started. Um. Ig, you and Gazzy help each other. Nudge and Angel get together." All during my directions, it didn't occur to me that that meant I was suppose to work with Fang. Crap. Geez. I hope I don't look like a fool.

"Max?" Fang asked.

"Yea?"

"I don't mind that you walked in on me. Just PLEASE knock next time." I nodded my head and looked down for fear that I might be blushing.

"So, let's start."

When we were out, Fang refused to get a book to learn how to play. The dork. So he was there randomly beating the drums and cymbals. I must admit though, he was really good. After he decided he mastered his instrument, he turned to me giving me a look that said "start singing".

I nodded, still not happy about having to sing in front of him. I opened my mouth and started to sing "Lips of an Angel" by Hinder. I absolutely love that song for some reason. At the end of the song, Fang had a large smile on his face. That's a first. Well, I guess there's a first time for everything.

"Guess we're done. You go help Ig and Gazzy. I'll take Angel and Nudge." He nodded and walked off.

"Hey girls. Do you two need help?"

"Look how high I can go!" Angel said excitedly. She put the flute to her mouth, took a big breath, and blew hard. It was so shrill! Ahh!

But did the practice get any better? Nope. Iggy succeeded in hitting me in the head with his guitar, Gazzy dropped the tuba on my foot, and Nudge was...Nudge.

After a grueling day of earsplitting noise, we finally decided to quit for the day. I mean really, it was ten o'clock!

I headed upstairs to change for bed. When I finished that, I went to say goodnight to everyone. We all stacked and tapped. Goodnight hugs and kisses were exchanged.

As I was lying in my bed, I heard a knock on the door. I said "come in" expecting Angel or Nudge.

But of course, I was way off. Fang walked in, wearing only boxers. Why is fate so cruel?! It's not fair! Why does he have to look so ho- NO! Stop thinking that, Max! It's Fang! Your best friend, you're very hot best friend...BAD MAX! Stop! I shouldn't like him like this, should I?

"Hey Max. Today was...fun. The kids are really enjoying this." I just realized how much we act like a family. I would be the mom, Fang the dad, Iggy the crazy uncle, and Gazzy, Angel, and Nudge would be our kids. The thought of Fang and I being married sent shivers down my spine. Ok, so maybe I like him. What's so wrong with that?

"Yea. I think we need a little more practice though." He smiled wryly.

"Anyway, I just came in to say goodnight. So, goodnight." Why's he fidgeting?

Boy, did I get my answer! He leaned in and planted a kiss on my lips. Fang! Kissing me! I slowly put my arms around his neck as his encircled my waist. After what felt like an hour (maybe it was), we unwillingly pulled apart.

"Night, Max. I'll see you in the morning," he said, probably embarrassed by his bold actions.

"Night, Fang." I leaned in to whisper in his ear. "That was a great show." I blushed and looked away. Where did that come from?

He walked to the doorway. "Sweet dreams," he said softly. He smiled and left for his room.

Did that really happen?

Yes, it did, Maximum. You are growing up.

You're back. Joy.

The voice was silent. Thank God!

I drifted off to sleep, thinking of Fang and how this was going to change our previously delicate relationship.

A/N: Well? Like, love, hate? Review. Yes, this is another of my humor/romance things. Sorry to break it to you, but if you don't like Faxness, you might want to stop reading this.

Suggestions are welcome, reviews are love.