A/N: Heeyyy... I'll give you all a moment to Fangirl squeal. Yes, this chapter is Faxy, so... Skip if u don't like. DISCLAIMER: DO NOT OWN FANG AND FRIENDS.

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Fly on,

Lia and Kali

Recap Ch. 5:

And that was the last thought that passed through my cluttered, extremely confused brain before I drifted off to sleep, only to encounter things that would haunt me forever, things worse than Fang becoming a ballerina...

Ch. 6: Kiss!

I entered the hazy almost-world of sleep as my brain shuffled through the day's events, searching for an interesting dream to show me. It certainly found one.

START DREAM:

I was roaming through a forest, surrounded only by trees and dirt. Birds chirped in the distance as I walked. Suddenly, I heard a twig snap. Then another. And another. Suddenly frantic, I swivelled around and around, trying to find the source of the noise. I didn't see anything. Then a man stepped out of the trees, where previously there had been nothing. He came over to me, and whispered in my ear. I was suddenly glued to the ground. "We're coming for you, Maxie," his deep voice rumbled. At that moment, his face started to morph. He grew hair, and his eyes turned a luminous yellow. His teeth elongated into sharp, carnivorous fangs. He snarled at me, and suddenly there were more creatures like him behind him. Tens, hundreds, thousands of these... creatures... materialized in endless straight lines as the trees disappeared, and suddenly I was stranded in the middle of nowhere, in front of the building. The building I'd seen yesterday. I screamed as one of the creatures lunged for me, lashing out his sharp claws and raking them down the side of my face. I could feel the blood trickling down my cheek, and into my mouth. I felt its coppery taste on my tongue. Then one of the beasts pulled out a tranquilizer gun. "This won't hurt, Maxie," he lulled. "Now we can train you as one of our own, like we did to poor little Brigid." Then a shot rang out, and a dart pierced my arm, and I was falling, down, down, down a dark black pit, until...

I woke up, panting and screaming. I stopped as soon as I realized where I was, but I could tell it was already too late, as someone was kneeling next to my bed, shaking me. "Max, wake up. Max, you're dreaming... Max, please wake up!" I didn't want to wake up. I whimpered in protest, as the thing shaking me was surely one of the beasts from my dream.

I sat up with a start, only to bump heads with... Fang. Not one of the creepy beasts that haunted me in my nightmare. On the contrary, it was a quite nice thing to wake up to.

"Max..." he began quietly, "What happened? What did you see?" I was silent. "It's ok Max, you were dreaming. You're ok."

"It was..." But what were they? "Erasers." The word rolled off my tongue right as I thought it, though I had no idea where it came from. It just sort of... came out. "Tons of them. And they were coming, and we were at that place, the tan building... and then they shot me with a tranquilizer. And you woke me up. Thank you," I added as an afterthought.

"Um... your welcome," he said, suddenly pale. "Max... where did you hear about Erasers? I never told you anything about them, did I?"

"No..." I began. "I didn't hear about them. I just... woke up from the dream, and I knew. Wait. You know about them too? You mean... they're real?" I whispered in disbelief.

"Yes, Max. They're real. They come from a place called the School, the tan building you saw on your way to the forest," he began, "They work for a bunch of evil scientists, the men and women who created us."

"Oh...cookies. But they are kept in the... School, right? They don't live in the wild?"

"From what we know, they are the School's soldiers, and they stay in the School unless they are told to hunt something," he told me.

"What is the School?" I ask, afraid of the answer. It was obviously not the type of school where kids learned their ABC's and sang little songs.

"We think it is a laboratory where they... enhance... animals, and humans."

"So they... made us?"

"Yes." he said. "Yes. These are the people who came in the night, injecting innocent kids with DNA reformers and destroyers. These are the people who have marked us To-Be-Hunted. Yes," he added at a confused look from me, "They want us back. To experiment more, to test our strengths, to see what they've done."

"That's... horrible," I said in shock. "Well... we won't go, though. So..."

"So... they set Erasers on us, to try and capture us and bring us back to them. Until recently," he added.

"What do you mean, 'Until recently'?"

"When we started to pick up your brain signals, the school went oddly quiet. There's been no activity, no sign of them at all whatsoever. They even destroyed and abandoned their old location. You found their new headquarters when you went on that fly, after I..." he trailed off, not wanting to talk about that.

"Of course," I breathed.

"What?" he asked, confused.

"That's where you went, isn't it? To the School. When you flew off, that is. You went to the school, and tried to destroy it. And got beat up by erasers. You complete IDIOT! WHY on EARTH would you do that? You don't seriously think you could take down that whole awful place by yourself!"

"I..." he stammered, shocked by the change of subject.

"You. Are. So. Stupid. Fang Wayland." I punctuated each word with a punch to his chest.

"I... I know," he responded quietly.

"You KNOW?"

"I was just... trying to protect you... (A/N awwww!) And everyone else," he added quickly. "I couldn't stand the idea of them coming back, hurting my family, and... never mind. It was stupid. I know."

"At least you acknowledge that you were being stupid (A/N: unlike the real Wayland...) and learned from your mistakes, right? You do understand what your mistake was, right?"

"Going to the school?" he asked hesitantly.

"No," I scolded, "going to the School without me- and everyone else." I added, looking away and blushing slightly at my mistake.

"And now I know... Not to go anywhere without you." And he gently turned me around and kissed me. Fang kissed me! Ok, totally unexpected but... Ok, maybe not totally unexpected. I just thought it would be the other way around...

But, hey. I'm not complaining. It seemed to go on forever, just me and Fang, and Fang and me, kissing. I didn't care about Erasers, or the school, or anything else for that matter. The only thought in my head was Fang. Slowly, we pulled away, only to be facing each other. We were so close, I could have moved a millimeter forward and kissed him again. But I didn't, unfortunately.

"Um..." I stuttered, the awkwardness of the situation setting in. He took no notice, and continued staring seductively into my eyes. I found that I couldn't look away. Before I knew it, he kissed me again, more hesitantly this time, as if asking my permission. I responded by forcing my mouth harder against his, and he pushed back in acknowledgement. We were kissing, and it was fierce this time, and as his tongue entered my mouth the only thing I could do was counter the attack with my own. Our tongues battled each other for dominance, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, distracting him for a moment. It worked, and I won the tongue battle. HA! Take that, LOSER! He pulled back, staring into my eyes. I stared back. He leaned his forehead against mine and said, "Let's go for a fly." I was up on my feet faster than you could say "FAX."

He led me out the door, holding my hand lightly. I took off into the air, Fang trailing close behind. We broke through the clouds, and I shivered at the frigid air. Fang wrapped his arms around me, my back to his chest. I turned my head to look at him, and he met my gaze with a kiss to my cheek. His warm breath felt nice on my cool neck, and his arms moved to hold me around my waist. We admired the stars together, his wings flapping for both of us.

"Fang," I began, suddenly curious, "Who is Brigid?" Suddenly we were falling, seeing as Fang had forgotten to keep moving his wings. I caught his hand and pulled him up, my wings beating fast to carry him. He snapped out of his daze and his wings worked again.

"She was..." Fang began, "a gymnast-not as good as you- who was my partner in some of the acts. We weren't even positive she was tested on, so we didn't pursue her when she disappeared a few weeks ago."

"Oh. Weeeelllll, here's the thing, one of the Erasers mentioned her in my dream," I started as Fang paled, "it said, 'Now we can train you as one of our own, like we did to poor little Brigid.'"

Fang cursed under his breath, "I knew they took her. But there's nothing we can really do now if they already have her." I snuggled deeper into Fang's comforting arms, which were now securely around my waist again.

"What if they come for us?" I asked Fang in a worried whisper.

He held me tighter, "I will never let them hurt you," he whispered, kissing my head.

"I don't think I will be the one that needs protecting," I said, remembering his bloody, bruised arms. "How are your arms?"

He tensed, "Better now that you're with me."

I giggled- HOLD UP, GIGGLED? WTF?- and whispered, "What do I have to do with healing your arms?"

"You actually speed up my heart beat, therefore carrying blood to my wounds faster, and healing them more quickly than usual."

"So the more I speed up your heartbeat, the faster your cuts will heal?"

"Exactly," he confirmed.

"I think I can manage that..." I said, kissing him lightly on the cheek. Then he turned his head, and I kissed him full on the lips, wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulled me closer, if that was physically possible. He whispered huskily in my ear, "Oh really?"

"Yes," I responded in a whisper, and folded in my wings so I dropped from the sky like a lamp. I snapped them out right before I hit the ground, and coasted along the grassy hills. I could hear his wings beating powerfully behind me as he kept my pace, easily catching up to me. He swung his arms around my waist, and we both tumbled to the ground, landing on top of each other. We were laughing so much our stomachs hurt, not to mention our backs from the fall, but that didn't matter because we were with each other and that made us forget everything else. ESPECIALLY the time. Oh, COOKIES! What time was it! We'd been out for so long... I pulled back suddenly and looked up for the first time. We were on the crest of a hill, and the sun was almost all the way over the horizon. How did I not notice that?

"Um, Fang..." I asked.

"Yes..." he breathed in my ear.

"What time is it?"

"6:30... SIX THIRTY? Oh, SH*T!"

"You got that right. GO, GO, GO!" I said, taking off in the air. He followed, cursing under his breath.

We got back, and landed at about... 8:00. Phew. That was close. He grabbed my hand, and we walked toward the kitchen, only to find... that everyone was already seated at the table, Angel standing up. She said, "There you two are! You've been out since 4:00 AM!" Creepy stalker, I thought bitterly.

Everyone looked confused. "MAX!" Angel scolded, reading my thoughts, "And, to clarify, Max had a nightmare, and Fang kissed her, and then they went flying together in the FREAKING MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT."

"Fang... Is there something you need to tell us..." Iggy teased.

"Nope!" I saved him, and plopped down in my chair next to Maya and Kate. I started piling scrambled eggs and pancakes on my plate. Taking advantage of the distraction, Fang sat down next to Iggy, who continued staring warily at Fang. Gazy lifted up his fork and connected Fang and I in an invisible line, "So are you two dating or something?"

To my surprise, Fang replied, "YES. OK? Now will everyone stop butting into our relationship, please? I would greatly appreciate it, thanks." He met my eye and smirked as everyone stared at him blankly. JJ fumed silently while stuffing french toast in her mouth. TAKE THAT, JJ, I thought triumphantly.

"MAX!" Angel chided out loud. Oh, will I ever get used to being surrounded by mutants all the time? I thought as the circus ate their breakfast in an awkward silence. I guess not...

Love and Sparkly Pink High Heels,

Nudge

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