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Love Affairs

Max's P.O.V

Previously….

I spin around, launching a round-house kick, only to come face-to-face with…

Fang.

Of. Freaking. Course. It's not like my luck would allow me to spin around to come face-to-face with a fairy who promised all my love troubles to be whisked away. Nope.

His eye was already turning a nasty black and blue from my outburst.

"Nice to see you too," he mumbled.

I roll my eyes and walk off to the freezer to get some ice. I kicked the guy in the face; the least I could do was help him! I shuffled through the frozen vegetables (no one wants any veggie smashed up against their swollen eye) and grabbed a frozen steak (steak is Fang's miracle food) and handed it to Fang, who had slipped into a chair at the kitchen bar. He winced as I gently touched his swollen eye. After a long, seemingly endless, awkward silence, I cleared my throat.

"Want a drink?" I asked, reaching for a semi-fresh glass from the pile of dishes.

He shrugged as I poured him some Sprite. While he chugged the seltzer down, I though back to the cave.

The cave; it had been a nightmare. Living in an underground city for two years and knowing there was tons of rock right above your head wasn't exactly 'bird-kid friendly' with the whole claustrophobic thing. I couldn't sleep at all for the first month and refused to talk to anyone. I had practically starved myself. Part of it was the cave, the other was the fact I had failed. Millions of people had to die for me to live. I hadn't saved the world, and the pressure was heavier than the earth above my head. The Flock was constantly worried trying to get me to eat from the surplus of food down here.

After the first year, I got over my fear (well… almost…) and started to go to the gym. Fang and I spared, but it wasn't like old times. We were slower, weaker.

Soon after, the 'fight' happened, and until we had gotten out of the earthy death-trap, we seemed sworn enemies. As soon as we left, I did the only thing a mutant bird-kid did after being trapped in a cave for two years: I flew.

I spent two hours swooping and souring above the island, with other mutants right behind me. Fang had kept a distance, but I was too busy stretching my wings to care. The sky seemed extra inviting and the ocean looked like a rolling wave of silk. The scientists who designed the cave with much interior decorating in mind, much to Nudge's disappointment (and secretly mine). The bright green and blue seemed overwhelming to my dulled senses.

Fang's hand shook me out of the flashback, bringing me back to the harsh reality. He looked at me in the eyes, searching for something I didn't have: forgiveness.

"Max, I…" he tried as I left the kitchen ignoring his comment.

I didn't want to start this conversation. Not now, not ever. The heat of the awaited yells and screams burned through my body. Before I could sit down on the couch in the living room, Fang was by my side, his hand around my waist.

"Fang," I growl, shaking out of his grasp.

He wouldn't listen and instead tightened his arms until they were like steel bars around me. Luckily, I knew his technique, and wrung myself out of his grasp, and kneed him where it counts. He doubled over but quickly recovered.

"Max. I was stupid and I never meant it!" he begged.

Great. My day just couldn't get better. First finding a dying mutant, having an awkward lunch with the Flock and now this? I don't have time for love affairs!

"Please," he whispered, placing a hand gently on my shoulder.

I looked up into his sad eyes, the dark obsidian ocean usually restriction held comfort and warmth. My shoulders shuddered as the tears started to pour. Boy, am I weak!

Fang's arms embraced me, allowing me to pour out my sorrows as uncomprehend able words spill from my quivering mouth.

"Shh…" Fang whispered, stroking my dirty blonde hair, while he slowly moved us back into the kitchen to pour me a glass of water.

I chugged it down as he rubbed my back in circles. My eyes were bloodshot and my face moist with salty tears.

"Are we good?" he asked softly.

Before I can finish, his lips meet mine in a long awaited kiss. I didn't run away, or melt in his arms. I decided to dominate as I leaned into the passionate kiss. His shock was drowned out as he moved me onto his lap.

Upon breaking our kiss to breath, I was met with a breath-taking smile. From Fang.

I laughed loudly, wrapping my arms around his waist. He hugged me back, as he lifted me up. I rolled my eyes as my wings open wide. I flapped once and was floating in my house. Even though the opening was small, I squeezed through the patio door and shot into the sky. Fang took the hint and was behind me within a second. We shot toward each other in a graceful ark, almost as if it was a mid-air dance routine, and beat our wings in unison. His dark feathers brushed my soft brown ones as we flew in each other arms. It was peaceful and beautiful. I was finally at peace, with the boy (well technically a man) that I loved.

Whenever I thought of a future, in my early years, I always pictured Flyboys and scientists, not a perfect life with Fang and the Flock. It was unimaginable!

The trees flew by in shades of green and brown, causing the world to look like camo pants. After winking, Fang suddenly drops like a stone.

"Fang!" I gasped.

He plummeted to the ground until his dark wings shoot open, right above the ground, allowing him to fly back to me. I rolled my eyes as he smirked. He knew me well enough to know all my cover ups.

I stared into his eyes blissfully, until a scream pierced the evening sky. Can't a girl get some peace?

Well? I'm bad at writing sappy, but the fanfic will contain more. I prefer adventure, and I promise, there will be lots to come. *smiles evilly*

On other topics, happy Passover and Easter! May you stuff your face with matzoh or chocolate, depending on your religion. Don't feel low!

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