A/N: sup buddies!!! We're ba-ack!!! XD There is some goooood stuff in this chappie, or at least we think so, so remember to squeal a bunch when you read it like Kylie did! X3 because Christy am awesome and has more experience writing lemon teasers than Kylie! (:
On another note, thank you to all of the reviewers, y'all make us so happy when we see them! We actually squeal which is quite amusing. Also thanks to the anynomus reviewer, bookluver07, for helping us with the names! Another thanks to kenhat for reviewing every chapter, you are awesome! Thanks guys, we love hearing your thoughts and suggestions, keep it up! :)
Disclaimer: K.A. owns all DP stuff. Also: PLEASE DON'T SUE US, AT&T!!!!!!!!!!!! WE DON'T MEAN IT!!!!!!!!!! D"X
Derek: well if you wrote it then obviously you did.
Us: shut up, Hot-Stuff!
Tori: ya know, insults don't burn as much when you add on a fan-girl compliment.
Us: do we look like we care?
Tori: Yes.
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(CHLOE POV)
"Green Confetti!" I heard a voice shout.
Whaaattt?
I looked around the room to find who said this random statement. That happened to be when I saw a ghost boy sitting next to Simon. When did he get here? Obviously everyone else was oblivious to him.
"Excuse me?" I asked politely. Everyone looked at me.
"I said 'green confetti'." He repeated like I was dumb, which totally offended me because he's the one shouting out random phrases.
"I know, but why did you say 'green confetti'?" I rephrased my question. I saw understanding dawn on everyone's face when they realized I was talking to a ghost they couldn't see, but of course the confusion was there again when I said green confetti. Stupid confetti.
"Because it seemed like the most appropriate thing to say when people are talking about you being dead. What would you say if you heard people talking about your death?"
"Well, I don't really know but it wouldn't be 'green confetti'. So are you Brady then?"
"Well this is embarassing." I heard Simon say. I ignored him so I could hear the gosts response. (A/N: sorry to butt in, but just wanted to say that Simon's comment is an inside joke, and you can mentally change 'embarrassing' so 'awkward' if it helps you.)
"Yes, I am. And I suppose you are the ghost whisperer? The one the Lyle House was adding to the collection? How interesting!"
"Um, yeah I guess I am... what do you mean by 'collection'?"
"Don't you know? Samuel Lyle wanted to 'collect' people with…special talents. He liked to show them off to the Cabal."
"I heard the people talking about the Cabal. What are they?"
"The cabal is a very powerful organization, blended into the human world. You know AT&T right? Well that is the Cabal disguised. Those people are vicious supernaturals, who are slowly taking over the world pretty much. But that is for another day, today you just need to know that the Cabal is incharge of all of the houses, like the Lyle House, around the world. There are more than you would think, although after a lot of spying I'm finding out that the Lyle House is the only one that can't control its tenants. The other houses kill the kids the second they show signs of misbehaving – they take their pills, eat their food, and go to bed. It's very repetative and boring but they are so doped up, the kids don't realize. The Cabal will be very unhappy to hear that you guys escaped again. Mr. will most likely go on a rampage, killing and firing workers left and right. It will be bad but it was bound to happen sooner or later. I get the feeling that Mr. Davidoff went kind of easy on us, which is hard for me to admit seeing as he killed me, but from looking at the other houses, I feel like they wanted you guys to get away. Though I have no idea why." It took me a minute to digest all of this, I was astonished but when I did, I repeated what he said to the others.
"NO!" Derek shouted. "If they run AT&T they can hear other people's conversations, meaning if anything is said over the phone or in the background while someone is on an AT&T phone, Cabal will hear it. So if anything is said about anything supernatural, the Cabal automatically know about this. They are more powerful than I had originally thought."
"Exactly!" I heard Brady shout.
I had momentarily forgotten Derek and all of his hot glory and the whole wanting to mate with…certain parts of him but the moment he stood up in front of me, going into an unexpected rage, well let's just say I'm never wearing this pair of underwear again. Even in the seriousness of the time, I couldn't help but reach out for him. I grabbed his hand, trying unsuccessfully to bring him closer to me. I grumbled loudly when it didn't work. He leaned down down and kissed my neck quickly, giving it a little lick, but nothing else. I pouted up at him, wanting more. It felt strangely sensual to have his mouth on that part of me and for some insane reason, I wanted him to bite me, like with teeth and skin tearing. What the hell is wrong with me?! Why the heck do I want Derek to bite me for heaven's sake?! God, I need to get back to the problem at hand.
"Hmm, the little doggy wants to mark his new puppy lover. Do you do it doggy style for him?"
"Royce?" I whispered, freaked out. "That isn't any of your business." I felt like sticking my tongue out at him, but restrained myself (a subconscious fear that he'd use his powers to manipulate it?).
"True, but from your necro-glow I can tell he hasn't claimed you yet. You holding yourself out for me? Sorry to break it to you sweety but being a ghost and all, I can't physically do any of that, though I could force things in, or should I say, up?" I shuddered at the thought of him seeing any part of me, or touching any part of me. Even though he was already a ghost, I wanted him even more dead. Is that possible?
"Royce, you'd be smart to get the hell out of here," Derek growled when he noticed me shrinking into the couch, away from Royce. Derek came over and sat me down in his lap. I cuddled up, feeling slightly happy in this crazy, life threatening situation.
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(DEREK POV)
Chloe had just interpreted about the AT&T thing, when suddenly she grabbed my hand. She pulled on me a little, and I could smell her oddly-timed arousal. She tugged on me again, and on impulse I went down and kissed the sensitive spot below her ear plus a little lick. I had the primal urge to bite her though, and not just a little nibble either, but a hot, sensual, deep love-bite. There was a sudden tightness in my jeans, and my skin felt far too many degrees too warm. Chloe's current pout wasn't helping any.
"Royce?" Chloe's voice squeaked, and in her surprise she stumbled back onto the couch. My head jerked towards her line of sight and a snarl built up in my chest. He was apparently talking and whatever he was saying was making Chloe extremely uncomfortable. "That isn't any of your business!" She protested to whatever he had said. She shuddered into the couch.
"Royce, you'd be smart to get the hell out of here," I growled in the direction I thought he was before joining Chloe on the couch and pulling her onto my lap protectively. She cuddled me and I was suddenly aware of every part of her leaning into me.
Her petite body fit into mine nicely. Her breasts were pushing onto my chest as she wrapped her arms around my neck. Her face buried itself into my shoulder, her hot breath tickling me. Again my jeans felt restraining.
Chloe's tight little butt dug into my lap and I had an onslaught of dirty thoughts about her. Ripping clothes. Hot, desperate kisses. Serious neck biting. I wanted, no, needed to pop some pups in her.
WHAT?! WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING?!?!?! BAD THOUGHTS, BAD!!!!!
I shook my head, trying to clear those disgraceful thoughts, and gently pushed Chloe off of me. Her face contorted with rejection, which I hated, so settled with holding her hand. Suddenly my actions seemed horrible, and apparently Chloe thought so too as her eyes teared up and she said she'd be right back, fleeing the room.
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So, for anyone who was wondering, the green confetti thing was just Christy over at Kylie's at 2 in the morning and she was reading the name of a nail polish and it was green confetti and Christy was having a minor writers block so for some reason, in her head, that totally made since…who knows?
Derek: wow, you guys are stupid.
Us: Nuh-uh! We're unique!
Tori: and saying that makes you even stupider.
Us: T_T again, we have the power to write you out of the fic
Tori: *glare* fuck you.
Us: we'd rather Derek did it, actually. We just don't like you that way, we're sorry.
Characters: *mentally scarred*
