Hi, again! Here's the second chapter to Baby Wars! Oh, and be sure to read the one-shot of how this all began from Kat, called Precious.

The house Chase and I live in is his house in Maple Lake District. We thought it was for the best to live there, seeing that if Chase moved in with my old man and I we'd have no privacy to ... um... what was it that dad used to call it when Mom was alive...? Oh, yeah, "Talking." Besides, it would be pointless to waste a perfectly good house by building a new one, too.

I stopped at the front door to the house, taking the spare key from my pocket and unlocking the door. I walked in and, deciding to deal with the food first, I went to the phone, calling up the Sundae Inn.

"Hello?" I heard Colleen's voice as the phone picked up. I didn't mind her much; I didn't blame her for being the mother to Maya, I just felt sorry she had to deal with her. So my feelings towards her were neutral.

"Hey. Um, I wanna have some food sent here." I said hesitantly. I already had the wine stored away, but there was no way I could cook the meal without possibly burning the house down.

"Sure, Luke. What do you want?" Colleen asked. It relieved me she didn't ask any questions, but just went along with it. Everyone in Waffle Island knew Chase and I were a couple.

"Well... I wanna make a feast. So... one of everything on the menu, please," I said. Then, remembering that Chase is there, I added, "Oh! And don't let Chasey know, too!"

Colleen laughed suggestively before agreeing and saying, "I'll have it sent over in about an hour," before she hung up.

Once I put down the phone on the receiver, I opened the cabinet and took out the bottle of red wine. Smiling, I took out the two wine glasses and set them down on the table at the chairs facing one another. I poured the wine and put it carefully back in the cabinet.

Once I was done with that, I searched in my rucksack until I found the potion. It was just changing to the swirling pink shade. Watching as it went from blue to purple to finally pink, I realized the pink would mix in better with the red wine. Plus, I was feeling too lazy to find out how long it would take for the potion color's to change.

And so, I unscrewed the cap and poured the glittery pink potion into the red wine that was meant for Chase. As I began to stir it, not sure what to do, smoke began rising from the wine. I screamed in shock and jumped away, the spoon clattering onto the table as the wine became clouded in black smoke.

Oh my Goddess, did I mess up! Is it gunna catch on fire like last time I cooked...? I thought frantically, then relaxed when the smoke cleared out. I hesitantly looked in the wine glass; the wine was as red as ever. Except... except I could see it sparkling. Is that the potion?

I jumped when there was a loud knock on the front door, startling me out of my thoughts. I walked over to the door and opened it, startled by what I found. To my amazement, the she-devil stood in the doorway, glaring daggers at me; Maya...

"What're you doing here?" I immediately demanded; I hated Maya with a burning passion. She was just soo irritating! She acted way too childish. There was so many times I've wanted to just slap her for acting so... argh!

"Why are you here!" I repeated out of my anger. Still glaring at me, she held out a package that I immediately recognized that was from the Sundae Inn. It must be the feast. Already?

"Here, Luke." Maya's voice was clipped and cool. She obviously hated me as much as I hated her. Not that I cared. I took the package from her and set it behind me on the table, waiting impatiently for her to walk away. But she didn't; instead, the childish idiot just stood there, glaring at me. What the hell?

"You know," she started, pure venom dripping from every word. Her childish demeanor was gone, replaced by an even more hideous creature; a very pissed-off Maya. I wasn't intimidated, though; my axe was just a few feet from me, and I wouldn't mind using it on her. Hell, I wanted to use it on her! "You don't deserve Chase. He works so hard, and all you do is chop fucking trees!"

"At least, as his lover," I emphasize the word in her face, taunting her. "I wouldn't do nothing but eat everything and annoy him the way you would, if you ever got the chance to be his lover..."

I smirked when her face turned bright red from frustration and anger; I got her there. Then she seemed to get an idea when she smiled in an almost sadistic way. "Well, at least I'm a woman. I can be a real lover to him! And give him a child, which you'd never be able to do for him!"

I smirked even more at that. Hah! Got you wrong there, bitch. "Oh, you'll be surprised what I can do." Obviously not understanding my real meaning, she snorted,

"I don't care what you did to him! He was mine since I first met him! Everyone knew that! And then you waltz along and take him from me, you bastard!" she yelled, then lunged for me, despite being in her ugly puffy pink dress. She tried to wrap her tiny, soft hands around me neck, kicking and scratching me in her struggle.

But I didn't back down and let her do much. Adrenaline pumped in my veins, as it did when I got excited, and I knocked her off of me by punching her square in the jaw. She fell back with a gasp of pain, but was otherwise unfazed in her anger.

"You bastard!" she screeched before lunging again. We both ended up wrestling, complete with slaps and scratching from Maya, punches, kicks, and that one slap I've always wanted to give her across the face from me. I was so into it that I hadn't realized someone was standing in the doorway until that voice reached my ears.

"What...?" I looked up as Maya scrambled away to see Chase standing in the doorway, looking shocked. Maya's gaze grew hopeful until she met the young chef's gaze. Then pure fury clouded her blue eyes.

"Chase! How can you just do this to me! I'll never forgive you, choosing another man instead of me! Don't you realize all that you're going to miss out on because of this!" she waved her hands, as if to exaggerate Chase and I. She then stomped, brushed the dust from her dress, and marched away, her nose in the air. But she didn't leave before adding softly, "you'll regret your decision!"

Once she was gone, I started shaking my head at her again, asking, "You never seriously liked her, did you?" Chase gave me a shocked look, as if the answer was as obvious as the scratches on my face.

"Of course not! She was a nuisance to not only me, but everyone!" Chase shouted, looking furious at me for just implying that he once liked the anti-Christ's daughter. I realized that he was getting angry again; he's had such a temper. So I tried to calm him by saying something… sweet.

"Well, she's not worth your valuable time, anyway. Hell, she's not worth anyone's time!" I added. A faint smile appeared on Chase's face as he nodded. Recognizing that he was calm again, I walked over to him and kissed him on the cheek before heading towards the kitchen.

"Well, how about we have dinner, hm?" I offered, opening the package, beginning to set the table. Chase looked suspiciously at the wine before sitting down in his seat.

"Luke… what made you suddenly break out the red wine?" he asked. I hesitated, wondering if he could see the sparkles in his drink.

"Uh… well, I thought this was supposed to be a romantic dinner. Wine's romantic, right? Or am I wrong?" I asked. Chase shrugged, taking a sip of the sparkly wine, nodding a little, as if he liked the taste.

"Sure. Now, let's eat." and so, I took the plates from the cabinet and served the food for Chase and I. Hell, I did owe him, right? Besides, maybe this'll get him in a relaxed… and willing… mood.

As we ate, we talked about simply random things; how work was going, making fun of Maya, etc. Chase seemed relaxed, so relaxed, in fact, that he finished the potion-wine in the matter of a few minutes, and was now on his third glass. I didn't even finish my first halfway!

"So… why haven't you brought up adoption yet? I was kind of expecting a whole persuasive essay… again…. I don't care if Kat helped you put it together, either, it wasn't persuasive enough," he added when I opened my mouth to protest. I sighed.

"Well… I've decided I don't want a child as much… well, let's not talk about this," I added as I downed the rest of my wine. Chase nodded, giving me a suspicious look again before picking up his empty plate and going to the sink. I watched as he walked over to the counter, his hips swaying seductively- though I doubt he was even conscious of it.

But that didn't stop me from getting up from my chair and sneaking up on him, wrapping my arms around his waist and pressing a kiss to his exposed neck. Chase gasped in surprise and dropped the plate he was holding. It fell on the counter, but thankfully didn't break.

"Luke… What're you…" I kissed his cheek as he turned his head a little, trailing kisses until he turned enough for me to kiss him full-on the lips.

Chase turned in my arms after the second kiss, where I slipped my tongue in his mouth teasingly. He didn't hesitate as he kissed back, locking his hands behind my neck to show he accepted the kiss. And the suggestion…

I reached down as we kissed again and gripped the back of his thighs, lifting his up so he had to lock his ankles at my waist. I slowly carried him like that as we kissed to the bedroom, first backing up, then quickly going to the bedroom, trying my best not to disturb the kiss and his passion. If it got ruined, I'd never be able to bed him … and get the child….

"Chase… you wanna…?" I breathed, watching him closely as I put him down on the bed. He nodded slightly as we started kissing again.

He didn't know what he just agreed to…

Well, hope you like it, and please review... just don't be too hard on me...!

Oh, and for those of you who are wondering, this is not going to be rated M, no matter how much I want it to be. :P