I'm Still Into You

Summary: After all of this time, they still stuck together. Whether it was because of the popularity or simply because the other was a source of entertainment-they'd never know. Because after all of this time, they were still into each other.

Rating: T

Pairings: AlHeather, Gwuncan, Mike/Zoey, and Sam/Dakota

AN: So, chapter 2. This one goes out to my Gwen and Duncan fans! ;) Woo.

~Nat

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"I never thought I'd be able to shake Sierra." Gwen said to herself as she entered her room, leaning against the door and letting out a relieved sigh. The obsessive fan girl had been following Gwen and Duncan around; desperate for moments she could put on her blog about them.

That was just creepy.

Gwen and Duncan couldn't even have a sane conversation without the girl interjecting and taking note with some journal and snapping pictures with her phone. It was ridiculous.

From Gwen's inferences, she was pretty sure that Duncan thought she was being spacey, but it was nothing due to him. She would be fine with letting him wrap his arms around her and kissing her into the night [respectively, she was a discreet romantic], but not with Sierra hanging around. She preferred far too much privacy.

So Gwen headed over to her room almost immediately to get away from her, that and the looks that Duncan kept sending her every time she rejected his affection was frustrating her.

Sighing, she went over to the moderate sized suitcase she packed and brought it up on the bed, unzipping it and sifting through her clothes until she found the journal she brought. She'd been careful to pack it and hide it, without advertising she had it. She didn't need Heather reading any of her entries again - and this time it could be Duncan.

And that would be worse, he'd probably laugh in her face and she'd never hear the end of it.

She crawled up onto the bed and began writing. It was the only solace she could find after being on this Island again.

'Dear Diary, today was a big disaster. Not that I expected much less. I mean; this is the third time I've been back to the Island. I should have figured that out the first time, or at least the second. I got put on the Villainous Vultures! I didn't think I was a villain, but apparently what I did two seasons ago with Duncan still counts as me being a villain. Courtney and him weren't even really together at that point!

Obviously, people just need someone to point the finger at and pick the nice girl, outcast. That's what people usually resort to.

Anyway, Sierra's stalking Duncan and I, so we can't even get any alone time. Maybe we can have some alone time tomorrow, I hope so, and he's the only thing that makes this game relatively bearable.

I…'

Gwen stopped when she heard the door open [she'd refrained from locking the door at first, she had a thing about doors with locks, made her feel too restricted] and out popped the specific green mohawked boy she had been mentioning in her journal.

"Hey pasty." Duncan greeted with his trademark smirk, making a smile grow on Gwen's face. His tone was loving and it almost stopped Gwen from what she was about to say.

Gwen snapped her journal shut, laying it on her lap. "Duncan! What are you doing in here? You know what Chef said about the guys crossing into the girl's side! Do you really want a repeat of the drill sergeant mojo?"

Duncan scoffed in a nonchalant fashion, treading over to her bed and plopping down, leaning back on his arms. "You think I'm scared of Chef anymore? After four seasons of dealing with his butt, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't lay a finger on me. Besides, it was in that contract or whatever." He pulled out his usual knife, twirling it absently. "It's all good babe, no need to worry about my wellbeing." He winked.

Gwen snorted with a laugh. "You sure I wasn't worrying about myself too?"

"Well, considering you shoved me off the cliff into the shark infested waters, I'm pretty sure it might be you." He joked.

She made a face. "I'm sorry! That must have seemed so unfeeling, ugh!"

Duncan dismissed it. "Babe, as long as you're okay. I was afraid I was going to be girlfriendless when all of those sharks jumped after you." There a genuine look of concern in his eyes.

Gwen smiled lightly. "I'm fine. And I worry about both of us, by the way!"

He scratched his chin. "Eh, more me. Considering you deserve to be on the Hero side and all." With a playing smirk. "

"Shut up!" She shoved his shoulder, nearly pouting. "I'm a nice girl!"

He set his knife down, wiggling his fingers maliciously. "Or maybe a boyfriend stealer?" Gwen sent him an unappreciative glare. "Gwen, I'm kidding. I was yours long after Courtney and I were threw." He shrugged.

Gwen threw her arms up. "See? Exactly! Courtney should just forgive me! I wish she could get it through her thick skull." She rested her head in her hands out of frustration, glancing off to the side with a sigh.

Courtney and her had been such good friends before Duncan came back onto the show, Gwen missed that kind of a friendship. Especially since Bridgette and LeShawna weren't around for the All-Stars. Though Gwen was friendly with the Zoey girl, even if they were on opposite teams.

Duncan frowned and draped an arm around her shoulders as a comforting gesture, using his other hand to stuff his knife back in its sheath on his belt. "Babe, I don't really think it's the best idea if you get involved with her. She's vindictive, I would know, I dated her for a really long time."

"You haven't seen every side of her, Duncan." Gwen retorted.

He smirked. "I'm pretty sure I have."

"Duncan!" She shouted, brow furrowing. Duncan's face lit up in realization that she'd caught on to his reference and merely looked sheepish for a brief moment. "You really think I want to hear about that?"

"It slipped."

Gwen sighed and launched herself back against her array of pillows, folding her arms. "Whatever, it doesn't really matter. Courtney and I can't be friends anymore than Trent and I could ever be."

Duncan's face immediately soured at the mention of her ex, scowling deeply and twisting his face up. "That's a completely different thing. Courtney's intolerable, but Trent's borderline obsessive. It's sick."

"Hey! Be nice. He was a nice guy." Gwen defended.

"Nice enough to get extremely jealous whenever you were next to me," He added with a roll of his eyes.

"Duncan."

"Are you seriously defending him, Gwen?" Duncan arched half of his unibrow in disbelief. "You don't see me defending Courtney!"

Gwen rolled her eyes. "That's because you didn't even like Courtney, Duncan. Trent and I didn't have a lot of problems at the beginning."

"Uh-huh, so you and him didn't have problems? You guys weren't even dating for that long until he got a taste of jealousy." Duncan pointed out, shrugging his shoulders. "Deny it all you want, but you and him were as dysfunctional as Courtney and I were."

Gwen opened her mouth to say something in defense once again, but Duncan stopped her by a raising hand. "Look, I'd much rather not rehash everything about our past relationships. Fighting isn't our thing and I really don't want to make it our thing either."

She stopped, but nodded her head. "I guess your right." Gwen started to grin. "You know, I'm pretty sure everyones' opinions about you are completely wrong. Bad boy? No way. You're a big softy." She poked his torso and he swatted at her arm in return, chest rumbling with laughter.

"Yeah, I'm as soft as one of Chef's meals." Duncan shot back, causing Gwen to laugh and him to smile. He loved making her laugh.

"Ew, those were so disgusting."

"Agreed." Duncan said and laid next to her, raising his arms above his head and tucking them beneath his head as cushioning.

Gwen pulled one of the few pillows beneath her own head. "Head up." She instructed and he obliged, her stuffing a pillow beneath his head, which he accepted with a grin.

"Thanks pasty." He slid his arm her shoulders and pulled her down to rest against his chest. She gladly curled around him, draping an arm across his torso.

"No problem." She murmured, sighing happily.

With a sly grin, he lowered one of his arms to tilt her chin up and purse his lips out to initiate a kiss. Gwen pulled away again, causing yet another groan of protest to elicit from his lips.

Duncan was growing frustrated with this. "Why won't you kiss me? You haven't kissed me all day!"

Gwen clapped a hand over her lips, turning her head away. "Well," She trailed off, unsure of how to put it without sounding like a huge idiot.

"Well nothing!" Duncan sat up and hunched over in irritation. "Are you like ashamed to kiss me in front of the others or something? Or in general? Because if that's the reason, I really wish you'd just come out and say it. You're as unpredictable as Courtney lately."

Gwen gaped at him in offense, threading her eyebrows together. "I am not afraid to kiss you in front of other people!"

"That's not even all Gwen! You didn't look too thrilled when we were put on the same team either. And every time I tried to kiss you, you pulled away or made some stupid excuse." Duncan put forward bitterly, scratching the back of his neck. "It's obvious you have some problem, so what is it?"

Gwen read the expression on his face and she was pretty sure he seemed insecure about it. Duncan could be really loving when he wanted to be, and she hadn't anticipated her actions having any bit of reflection on him. Or well, hurt him.

He looked really alluded and sad. It wasn't a preferable countenance on him.

"Duncan." She laid a hand on his shoulder. "Look, I haven't been kissing you because if you haven't noticed - Sierra's been hanging around us all day. I don't need to her posting a whole bunch of pictures of us on her stupid blog. She's carrying that journal and phone around with her all day. It's-weird."

Duncan shrugged, it was a legitimate point. "Okay, fine, I'll give it to you. But what about now? Do you see Sierra anywhere?" He gestured around knowingly, looking cross.

Gwen covered her mouth, sighing. "This is going to sound really stupid, but that Italian buffet meal had a whole bunch of garlic in the pasta and I've always been told I have the worst garlic breath. I really - don't wanna gross you out."

Duncan started laughing, full out laughing and Gwen started smacking him to try and knock it out of him.

"You're so cruel!" Gwen shouted; before she started to laugh too - it was contagious after all. By the time they'd managed to gain control of their hysterical behavior, both of them were gripping their ribs and tears were being blinked out of their eyes.

Duncan wiped shrewdly at a tear out of the corner of his eyes, exhaling with another chuckle. "That's really funny. Gwen, I ate the same thing as you. It would be equally as bad."

"I doubt that." Gwen screwed up her face again and Duncan decided to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her back on the bed with him, earning a squeal of his name.

He held her to him tightly, grinning like a fool. "Still afraid of the affection?" He growled deeply in a joking voice into her ear.

Gwen laughed. "Hilarious Duncan, hilarious."

"I'm here all night, literally." He purred in her ear, nipping at her lobe and gaining a giggle in return as she squirmed.

"Duncan, cut it out." She whined, laughing into his side. Then she got serious. "Are you really going to stay here all night?" She asked, a twinge of excitement striking her. It would be enthralling for the entire night to be living at the possibility of getting caught and Chef living up to his 'threats'.

Plus, he really wasn't that fond of Duncan, as shown in the past.

Duncan rolled his eyes. "Obviously. I don't feel like hearing Lightning's 'SHA-BAM!'." He mimicked bitterly with forced enthusiasm, meeting her eyes. "All night long." He kissed her forehead. "Wanna spend some alone time with you, before Sierra the Stalker ruins all of my plans."

Gwen chuckled. "You have a point. But what if we get caught? I really don't want Chef to keep his promises." She rested her chin on his chest and he reached forward with his hand to grip hers, lacing their fingers together.

"Babe, don't worry about it." He hunched forward to hover his lips over hers. "I was put on Villainous Vultures for a reason." With a daring smirk while he incased her lips in his, effectively quieting her.

She rolled over so her she was straddling his torso so it was a bit more comfortable for both of them, kissing him fully, his tongue lapping at her lip in search of entrance.

Gwen was more than happy to allow him it, giving him the usual control he wanted and allowing her hands to absently trace markings on his chest, an unusually sensitive spot for him.

He removed his lips just as it began to get heated, trailing them down the column of her neck, earning a few gasps as he grinned maliciously. It was so easy to make her squirm.

Duncan sucked at her collar bone, dragging his mouth back up her neck and curving to the sensitive spot behind her ear, murmuring hotly, "Still feeling like a hero, Gwen?"

He was doing plenty to make her moan and writhe beneath him, but among other things - he had a very talented tongue that he liked to use. That and her neck had always been a spot of sensitivity.

"Duncan!" She gasped as he set to creating a few hickeys, despite her protests. Soon following his name came an annoyed pounding of a fist on the other side of the wall. Both Gwen and Duncan froze, exchanging glances.

Gwen squeezed her eyes shut with a groan, face palming. "I completely forgot! Courtney's room is right next to me, that's got to be her pounding the wall." She absolutely felt awful that she'd made Courtney endure all of their noises.

Even if she didn't have enough fingers for all of the times she'd heard Duncan and Courtney going at far more than what Duncan and her were doing.

Duncan rolled his eyes and re-claimed her lips, muttering: "In that case, let's be as loud as we can." And he was quick to keep that promise.

"But when our fingers interlock

Can't deny, can't deny you're worth it."

AN: And there goes the end of chapter two. Following soon will be a chapter three consisting of Zoey and Mike. So that's the next pairing on the chopping block. Send in any others you want me to do. Such as Jo and Lightning or something like that. I have Zoey and Mike, and then Sam/Dakota.

So let me know your preference.

~Nat