I Still Want You

Hey. This is my second chapter of this fic. Just a couple of statements before I start.

To: Shadow Stalkr: What the Fuck is your problem?

Reformat yourself. Take a look at the way the text looks. Horrid. - Mind telling me why it's so 'horrid'?

Age lists are for script. Script is illegal. Therefore, you should remove them. - Look at the word list, then look at the word script. See the difference?

"IN THE MORNING" IS AN INTERRUPTION. It looks nice in capitals, doesn't it? It doesn't, naturally. Don't interrupt a good read and use those rulers from the quick edit. - It's my fic. If I see that capitalizations are a good way of differentiating scenes or settings, then it's fine with me.

The only proper description was one of the characters. It's nice that you can describe people; it's ugly that you can't describe the surroundings. - What the hell do you mean?

A simple hormonal battle. Lots of lust, no feeling. It works good, but if you aimed for true love and care, immaturity ruined everything. - Look at the key word buddy: Hormonal! There teens! Describe hormones for me, and then we'll talk.

Any way, I asked what you thought. I didn't ask that you edit my work. Try reading more carefully next time.

Sarmalute: Thanks! I'll see you on Monday.

Okay I'm done.

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Chapter Two: Getting drunk

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Jet was glaring daggers into him. He was so angry that it felt as if he was going to kidnap Wave and kill Blake.

Storm, sensing Jet's anger quickly held one of Jets arms and kind of applied pressure on it so Jet would know that what he wanted to do was wrong and that he should just stay out…for now.

"Okay, so I'll try to come home early, okay?"

Waves question was sort of lingering in the air. When Storm saw that Jet wasn't going to answer, he did.

"Uhh…ye-yeah. Sure. Bye."

"Bye."

As soon as Jet heard the door close, he growled, snatched his arm away from Storms and stomped away to his room, shutting the door so loud that Storm had to cringe.

Storm was thinking weather or not he should go to check on him, but he decided against that. He looked like he was pretty pissed off.

Storm continued watching T.V getting immune to the noises of things getting bashed up from Jets room.

After about half an hour, Storm could hear that the noises stopped coming from Jets room. He went to check up on him.

Storm SURPRISINGLY knocked on the door. When he didn't get a reply, he slowly opened the door open and looked inside.

It's not what he saw that scared him; it was what he didn't see that scared him.

Jet wasn't there!

Quickly, Storm ran to the open window in Jets room. There he saw Jet running with his extreme gear under his arm.

Storm knew that calling out would be pointless, so he ran to his room, got his extreme gear and ran out the door.

He started riding his board right away because it would take forever for him to run after Jet. He tried to look for dirt paths marked in the ground so he could easily tail Jet by following his track.

For a while, all he saw were Jet's shoe prints, then finally, he saw dirt blown to the side, meaning that he was here.

Storm put his board to full speed. He peered out to the distance and luckily saw a speck of green. As he was getting closer, he was ready to just pounce on Jet and pin him to the ground.

Jet looked back and surprisingly saw Storm. Seeing him, Jet put his Extreme Gear to the fullest speed it could go. That's when he saw that his air gauge was running REALLY low.

Jet had to slow down now or else his board would crash….too late. Because Storm was right on Jets heels, Storm collided into Jet resulting in an agonizing fall.

Since Storm was already on top of Jet, he decided to just grab onto Jets arms and push him to the ground even more.

Jet was now struggling even more. His beak was in the dirt so he couldn't breath and now, Storm was pinning him to the ground so he couldn't move at all!

"MFFMFFFMMM, MMM!"

"JET WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!"

"MFFMFFFMMM, MMM!"

"NO! YOU CAN'T WIN HER HEART THIS WAY! JUST FORGET ABOUT HER AND MOVE ALONG! IS SHE THE ONLY GIRL ON BABYLON OR SOMETHING?

That was it! Jet was going to die like this if he didn't breathe soon. With all his strength left, he boost his head up which caused him pain and yelled at the top of lungs.

"I CAN'T BREATHE GOD DAMMIT!"

Storm was a bit shocked and loosened his grip and got off of him.

"What the HELL is your problem!?"

Storm was scared. He had knots in his throat.

"Um..y-yo w-e- …"

"Stop the stutter works and go home!"

Storm was kind of hurt and now disheartened. Never had Jet insulted him.

'Man…he really is mad. I should go and stay out of their business and let them work things out for themselves.'

Storm thought as he made his way home sulking. He didn't use his board because it was in pretty bad shape by now.

As soon as Jet was sure that Storm was gone, he fell to the ground on his knees and started crying. Jet regret everything he had said to Storm.

"I'm so sorry Storm."

Jet knew Storm couldn't hear him, but it was good to let it all out.

AT HOME

Storm was in the washroom cleaning up all his cuts and scrapes from the fall he had earlier. He heard the door creek open. He knew it wasn't Wave. There was still a bead of sunlight outside.

Storm got out a new rinse cloth and soaked it in water. He knew Jet would need it.

Storm stepped out of the washroom and saw how beat up Jet looked. He just came in through the door, threw his already broken board to the ground and head for his room with his head down.

Storm stopped him and gave him the cloth.

"Here."

Jet accepted the offer and looked at the cloth. He insulted him but he still came for his aid.

Jet felt like crap. He decided to apologize to Storm. Apologizing was something he didn't do often. Right when Storm turned to walk away, Jet stopped him.

"Hey Storm."

Storm looked back and saw his friend.

"I just wanted to say…sorry."

Storm knew that he meant that. He could see the regret in his eyes.

"Jet…It's oka…"

"No! It's not okay! I'm really sorry. I'm just really beat up and have been in A LOT of pressure lately. I just blew a fuse at you. I just needed to get my anger out on someone. You were there. I couldn't hold it in. I'm sorry."

By now Jets eyes were all teary and he was full of guilt. Storm, being Jets best friend forgave him. He knew that he loved Wave with all his heart and then SNAP…she's taken.

Storm saw Jets head sulked so he smiled a sincere smile.

"Hey, Jet. It's okay. I know what you're going through."

Jet looked up and managed a smile. He was thankful for having Storm as a friend.

"Buds?"

Storm took Jets hand to confirm they WERE buddies.

"Buds…for life."

They did a little friendship hug before Storm spoke.

"Hey. I know a place where we can go to get our minds off things. I ALWAYS go there"

Storm had a playful smirk on his face. Jet…, who didn't know where Storm would take him, would do anything.

"Ahh, good. I really do need to get my mind off of things. Where is this place?"

Jet didn't look too comfy when he saw his friends face…

OUTSIDE A BAR

"Storm…I've only HAD one drink in my entire life…are you sure about this?"

"Your being a worry wart Jet! I always come here. Besides, once you've got a few glasses of booze, all your problems will soak out and you won't even know why you were depressed!"

Jet didn't seem too sure about this, but he'd do anything to rid his sadness.

INSIDE THE BAR

Jet thought he was going to throw up! He could barely see anything and all he saw were people drinking, laughing like maniacs, making out and people fighting in the worst way!

Jet the newb was kind of hiding behind Storm. The bar smelled funky. That's when Jet saw something very disturbing. He saw two people doing the 'smash, twist and turn' treatment.

Storm pushed Jet to a swivel seat in front of the counter. Jet was thankful that there was a T.V. He was watching until a women came to serve them.

"Heya there big guy! You must be depressed again eh?"

Storm recognized her. Her name was Tatiana, or Tat as they called her. She was a tall pink and white Turacos. Her face was barely visible because the feathers on her head were almost all on her face. Storm looked at Jet before talking.

"No, it's actually for my buddy here, Jet. Jet, this is Tat."

Jet looked up at her. She looked like she was going to kill him. Jet gulped.

"H-hey"

"Hey there sugar bun…how's it go'n?"

She spoke in a low whisper and she was leaning in on Jet a bit too closely. Jet was leaning back to avoid her when finally, gravity took its role and he fell on the ground.

Storm whispered something in Tats ear before going to help Jet up. Jet was freaked out and getting sweaty.

"Storm, can we go? I don't like it here."

Storm just looked at Jet like he was crazy.

"Jet…we just got here. Have a little drink, then we'll go."

Jet thought about it. What harm could one drink do? He decided to go for it. Jet smiled at Storm.

"Fine. I'll have one, but don't make it too strong."

Storm told Jet to go find some seats to sit on. He was having a lot of difficulty since there was dim light and A LOT of people. He finally found a table with seats so he sat down.

Right then, he saw a group of girls come in through the bar doors. He was hoping that they didn't sit on his table. Does nothing go right in his life? The girls sat on his table.

Four of them sat down and the fifth one asked.

"Hey there. Mind if we sit here?"

Jet got a weird feeling inside of him. His heart throbbed and his palms started to sweat. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out.

"Thanks,"

She didn't bother to wait for Jet to give her permission. She was a Red-crestedTuraco and looked a lot like Tat. She even had pink and white feathers like her, but her bangs were red. She dropped her purse on the ground…probably on purpose.

"Oops. I dropped ma purse."

She had a very sly and seductive grin on her face. She bent down and picked up her purse. That's when Jet got a good look at her. All she wore was fishnet pantyhose, a bra and underwear.

When she got up, she sat on the table with her legs really spread a part in front of Jet. He was blushing and he turned his head. The girl, named Becca, turned his head back so he could meet her gaze.

"What's wrong baby? Ya don't like meh?"

In his head, Jet was thinking what a bitch she was, but instead, he removed her hand and got up to leave.

"Sorry, but I've gotta go."

Right when he was about to go, Becca hugged his waist and made him sit down. She was running her hand down his body and when she was about to reach his private part, Jet caught her hand and removed it.

"Don't touch me."

He looked really mad and his tone was dead flat. Becca guessed that he was depressed because of his actions. Men actually want her to do stuff like that to them and even go as far to rape them, but Jet just got mad and felt violated. The only space for love in his heart was for Wave.

Becca pinned Jets hands down and started to get really close to Jets face again. What she did next was unexpected. She started to make out with him. Jet tried to break free but Becca had him pinned down real good.

He was loosing air and he needed to breath really soon. This looked a lot like déjà vu to Jet. When he was at a loss of air he blacked out.

When Jet woke up, he was on the same seat he was on earlier, only he was lying down. He didn't remember what happened for a while, but when he did remember, he got mad. He got up to look for Storm. The bar was less crowded then before. When he couldn't find Storm, he went to Tat.

"Hey…where's Storm?"

Tat looked at him. He smelled like girl and his feathers were all ruffled.

"Sit down sugar bun. Storm went looking for you. He didn't see you in the bar so he went outside. Where have you been all these hours?"

Jet looked at the clock. It read 12:45am. Shit! He was out for nearly four hours! Jet just sulked down in his chair and sighed. Tat saw his worn out look.

"Should I get cha anything sugs?"

Jet was so beat and thirsty, he would drink anything.

"Yeah, get me a drink."

Tat didn't bother to ask what kind of drink. It was a bar and he looked tired so she presumed that he wanted some booze.

Jet had his elbow on the counter and his head in his hands.

"Here ya go."

Jet didn't bother to see what he was drinking and chugged the entire bottle of…beer.

When he swallowed it all, his vision started to blur and he started to sway back and forth. It was his second drink in his life.

When he met Tats eyes, he started to smile in an extremely drunk manner and his eyelids were batted. He made his way to the seat and it looked like he was going to fall off.

Tat was looking at him like he was retarded. That's when Jet started to speak. His words were barely understandable because they were all slurred.

"Ey theyre baybe! You lookin'hawt taday. Mmm youu woood look sooooo good beside me sleepin' onthe bed..!"

Jet was reaching out to grab Tat, but that's when she punched him senseless to the ground.

"Oww pweety baby! Thata hurt!"

Storm walked into the bar and saw Tat glaring at Jet really pissed off and Jet on the floor bleeding from his nose and dancing…while on the ground. Storm ran to Tat and Jet.

"What the hell happened here?"

"Well, your little friend here only had one bottle of beer and he tried to rape me! Get him out of here!"

"Tat! I told you earlier that hes only had one drink in his entire life! And anyways, how did he ask for beer?"

Tatiana was now stuck.

"Well, he looked like he was beaten, so I blah blah blah blah blah blah blah…"

Storm zoned her out and kept staring at her. She was beautiful to him. He wished she felt the same.

"…Storm…Storm…STORM!"

Well that got Storm out of his trance. He was still in drewl land though.

"…Do you know that you're beautiful?"

Storm realized what he just said and slapped his hands over his mouth. Tat smiled at him and came closer to him. She was touching his chest feathers and looking at him seductively.

"Ey? You really think that hottie?"

Storm loved this feeling. Automatically, he put his arms around her slender body and he felt both of them closing the gap between them. Their beaks touched and they started to kiss each other.

However, they were interrupted by Jets horrid, drunk singing.

"Youuuuuu cheeted girl! My heart bleeded girl! And is going…saying…you hurt ME!!!"

Storm let go of Tat and covered Jets mouth to prevent an angry mob from attacking them.

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Second chapter guys. Tell me what you thought. Oh and in the end where Jet was singing, he was singing 'What Goes Around Comes Around' by Justin Timberlake.

Knuxnbat: 8:21 PM