Hey, I just noticed that I gave Cassidy and Missy the same powers, well that was shitty of me. Anyway, this is the long over due update. I hope you like it cos it took me around two years to write, =]


A week later things were just starting to quieten down, not as many lessons were interrupted by giggling glances trained on the couple, not as many showdowns with homophobic loosers and less encounters with Will and his band of side kicks.

Over all, Lash decided, things were definetly looking up. Cass had been happier because her hair powers had grown into something more, not much according to their parents, though Lash had seen the longing looks his mother had been throwing at them, almost as if she wanted to be the mother they needed but couldn't. Their father was not impressed with the progression of Cass' powers into being able to change the colour of anything, not just hair.

Lash smirked, remembering when his sister had dyed his nose purple for a whole day because he had used all the good bread up to make a huge sandwich just for himself, leaving her to cereals since they hadn't been food shopping for the things they liked, and not just what their parents bought, for two weeks.

Warren squeezed his hand around Lash's, watching his thoughts falter as he turned to meet the eyes of the pyro. Warren smirked, stroking his thumb over Lash's wrist and delighting in the shiver that arose from him.

Thoughts of where they could be, what they could be doing flashed through Warren's brain, sending shocks down through his body. Lash noticed as Warren stiffened slightly, smirking as he realised exactly why when Warren's eyes met his, hungry and lustful.

"Warren," Lash chistised, sniggering as Warren shot him a slightly desperate look.

School was almost over, Lash observed, wondering what he could do to make that time as sexually painful for his boyfriend as possible. Warren was frowning at the clock until he felt the obvious creep of a hand on his thigh, gently stroking the cloth as if it were skin.

They were sitting at the back of the class and every other pair of eyes in the room were focused on the screen in front of them showing an episode of some scientific program or another. Lash didn't even remember the subject as he stroked the crease between Warren's thigh and slightly tastier places. A small moan forced itself out of Warren's mouth, like music to the stretchy teens ears.

One finger fluttered over Warren's fly but then away again as Lash delighted in the look on Warren's face as he realised what his boyfriend was planning.

"You wouldn't," Warren hissed quietly as he leaned back slightly, as if trying to get away form the devilish fingers that plagued him.

"Oh," Lash snickered, "But i would,"

And he did, unzipping Warren's fly with one hand and resting his cheek on the other, only watching Warren out of the corner of his eye.

Warren wanted to scream. Scream so loud that everyone in the class would turn around and see what Lash was doing. They'd be horrified, Warren grumbled in his head through the pleasure. He didn't scream of course, not out loud anyway.

He was about to come when the bell rang and Lash retracted himself and his hand. Warren clenched his teeth as Lash stood, with a straight face and walk out the door. Warren followed after zipping himself discreetly, just in time to see Lash slip into the very store room where they'd had their very first kiss.

Warren smirked. Pay back time.