Author's Note: You're gonna kill me right? too long w/o an update. here are my exuses: school, hw, school play, new fanfic (PLEASE READ!!), uh...no inspiration? seriously, i got a little bit passed that first break (the line) and i couldnt get any farther until tonight. now its almost 1 am. teehee. u'll luv this chapter. HUGE TWIST IN THE STORY!!

Disclaimer: i don't own Twilight. If i did, Bella would've died. And i don't own the song "What's Love Got to do w/ It?" Awesome song. luv it. i know it's not like my usual titles, but i got the idea, and it won't go away. watch nigahiga's youtube vid "the ipod human". features this song! teehee.

Chapter 7 - What's Love Got to do With It?

After that hunt, Jasper started avoiding Alec at all costs. And oddly, Alec stopped appearing all around the castle. When I did see him, he was always deep in thought. And whenever Jasper saw him, he gave my brother a strange, disgusted look. I didn't get it. So my brother tackled him when he tried to be romantic; that doesn't give him the right to think badly—more badly—about him.

Several weeks went by. We never heard from Tanya again, but I had a feeling that Jasper might've been contacting her somehow when he was alone. I still didn't have to worry, but I had that strange feeling in the back of my head whenever he seemed happier after spending time on his own.

"Stop being so jealous," he scolded at one point after he pecked my lightly on the cheek. He had just come back from some alone time in his room. And he seemed happier than usual. After all, he did kiss me.

Jealous? I was jealous? That's what the feeling was? Trust Jasper to know what I was feeling. But I put up the defensive. "What would I be jealous of?" I questioned. Seriously, I could not be jealous of Tanya.

"Tanya," he stated simply. "I bet you've figured out by now that I call her every once in a while, when I'm away from you. I promised her. It's mostly so she knows I am still alive. She doesn't trust you. And now that she's seen how much of a nut Alec is, she's worried."

"A nut?! Don't you dare insult Alec like that! We might be going out just to piss him off, but that doesn't mean you can insult him any time you want to!" I was really fired up. But I just couldn't stop. "And stop giving him those looks whenever you see him! I hate it! He is still my brother, after all!" Really, he had no right to keep insulting him.

Jasper's eyes widened slightly. "I just don't like the vibes I am getting from him, okay?" he said. As if that would get me to lay off. "I just wish I could get Edward here. That way I would know what the hell the kid's thinking…" Wow, he had never mentioned his family at all since he was with Tanya. The fact that he was able to talk about his brother so easily made me think that Tanya coming wasn't that bad…

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After that, I really didn't care that Jasper talked with Tanya. If she was able to make him okay with the loss of his family, I guess she wasn't all bad. And anyway, she was gone, and Jasper was here. He was with me. That's all that really mattered. That and getting Alec insanely pissed off.

But what was with Jasper not liking the "vibes" he got from Alec? Was there seriously that much hatred in the vampire? But hatred wasn't a cause for one to be disgusted. And like Jasper had said, he wanted to know what Alec was thinking. Does that mean that there was some other feeling he was getting from Alec?

"Jasper," I called as I exited the elevator one night, close to midnight. He was in his room, possibly reading. I knew he had called Tanya the other day, so they were not talking now. Yet there were voices coming from Jasper's room. Oh, shit, Alec was there again.

"Alec, why do I keep getting those feelings from you? It's disturbing. Can't you understand that Jane doesn't love you? She loves me, and I love her back," Jasper was saying. What feelings was he getting?

Alec responded, "I know…I don't love her anymore, don't worry. I love her like a sister, like how I'm supposed to love her." SERIOUSLY?! That was such a relief. Finally we can stop this stupid thing once and for all. Jasper can go back to his Tanya and life in Volterra will be peaceful yet again. But…but did I really want Jasper to leave? I knew I was falling in love with him, but I really didn't think he loved me back. Why does love, a simple four-letter word, have to be so complicated?

"That's good. But that doesn't explain the emotions I am feeling from you. In fact, I am feeling them now. What's going on?" Jasper said, emotion seeping into his previous monotone. What the hell were the feelings Alec had?!

A snicker came from Alec. "I said I don't love Jane that way anymore. I never said I wasn't jealous of your relationship anymore…" WHAT THE FUCK?! How can he still be jealous if he didn't love me?

"WHAT?!" Jasper and I screeched at the same time, me running into the room, and him apparently standing up from his seat on the bed. I just stood in the doorway, shocked. Alec looked from me to Jasper and back again several times. He was surprised that I had heard him. Does that mean he didn't want me to hear his conversation with Jasper? Well, get used to it, brother, 'cause I'm not leaving Jasper's side again!

Finally, Alec collapsed to his knees, head bent in defeat. "I…Jasper…" He couldn't finish speaking. Jasper and I were still too stunned to interrupt his babbling. Thoughts were speeding through my head. If he didn't love me anymore, yet was still jealous of our being together, does that mean that…he loves…JASPER?! WAS MY BROTHER IN LOVE WITH MY BOYFRIEND?! HE'S GAY?! SINCE WHEN?!

Jasper started to back away as Alec lifted his head up to look into my boyfriend's eyes. I was right, wasn't I? "Alec, brother?" I said calmly as I walked forward, kneeling next to my twin. "What are you feeling, brother?" I seemed so sweet when I said those words, so comforting. This was really not like me. Alec knew. He knew that I normally was either apathetic or sadistic, but never nice, even to him.

He was still staring at Jasper, but suddenly—and I knew it was Jasper's doing—I felt waves of love, and the feeling I got that night with Jasper. My body tensed at the feelings; I wouldn't let myself react like how I wanted to. And I knew that if this was what Alec was feeling…he was feeling something towards Jasper.

"Lust," Jasper answered my unasked question. "I've been getting this feeling, and ones of love and jealousy, since he tackled me on that hunt. Jane you know this feeling, and it's called lust. You get it any time I am near you, touching you, kissing you." He smirked at me. "Sometimes, it's interesting being an empath…"

"W-wait," Alec shakily called out. "If Jane doesn't know what lust is…and you are saying that being an empath is interesting…why do I get the feeling you guys really were faking all along just to get on my nerves and piss me off?" Uh oh. "But if that's true, then why would Jane feel lust towards you?" The look on his face was so innocent and hurt-looking it hurt me, almost crushed me. How could we be so mean to him? This was destroying him…

"And love," Jasper added. "She really does feel love towards me. I was never lying about that." Oh my G-d. He could feel every one of my emotions, meaning he knew exactly what I was feeling at all times. And he was just standing there, talking to us twins as if he was superior. He seemed to be enjoying all this. Did he really not love me? He hadn't said it yet, maybe it was just a stupid unrequited love. What was I thinking, anyway? He loved his late wife, not me. How could he love a sadistic little vampire like me?

If Alec hadn't crushed me, that had. "And what about you?!" I burst forth. "This whole time, you've been talking about us! What about your feelings?!"

He smirked, and then chuckled, at my outburst. When he started walking towards me, I started shaking. Why? What was going on with me? "I would never lie to Tanya," he said. WHAT?! I'm Jane, not Tanya! He really did not love me if he confused our names! My eyes grew wide with horror. And then he said, as if quoting some stupid famous old love story, "Is it possible to fall in love twice?"

"That's what you said to Tanya about Jane!" Alec exclaimed. "It's true! It's positively true!" He stood up and walked straight to Jasper. When he was sufficiently in his personal space, he said, almost threatened, "I am not giving up on you. I really do think I love you."

My eyes widened so much, I swear I thought my eyeballs were coming loose and were about to fall out. He loved him. Alec loved Jasper. But I loved Jasper. And Jasper loved me. Somehow, my eyes expanded even more at what happened next. Alec reached up and grabbed Jasper's face. He then crashed his lips to my boyfriend's. Jasper's eyes seemed bigger than mine as my brother kissed him.

Suddenly, Alec pushed away, disgust on his face, his tongue sticking out as he "blech"ed. But then his expression changed to contentment, then anger. Oh, G-d Jasper! He had made Alec get off of him by making him feel disgusted. That was low, even for him. My twin stomped out of the room with a "Harrumph."

"So…" Jasper whispered huskily. I gave a questioning look. After all, I had just witnessed my brother come out of the closet that he didn't even know he was stuck in for several hundred years, and my love had admitted to loving me back, when we used to be immortal enemies, and then my gay brother and (hopefully) straight boyfriend kissed. "We both love each other…And, I think I've realized…I have a thing for small girls…" With that he ran over to me and picked me up by my waist, planting a kiss on my lips.

My legs wrapped around his torso as my arms curled around his neck; I deepened the kiss. He backed up until his legs hit the bed and his knees buckled, falling backwards. We bounced as we hit the mattress, the springs barely holding up. As we bounced, our hips grinded into each others, sending groans from Jasper's mouth.

"Get up, get up!" Jasper growled suddenly as we continued to make out. I obliged reluctantly and lifted myself off of him and onto my side, next to him. There was a ripping sound and a satisfied sigh, and Jasper was pants-less, his slacks lying, torn, on the ground. When I looked back into his face, he smirked, pulling me back onto his chest. I remembered the first night we did this, and automatically, my hands pulled at his shirt, tearing away chunks of fabric. He finished the job I had started and rags landed next to his useless pants.

As my hands once again explored his amazingly toned chest, my lips made their way to his neck. "Here I am," he growled, "in my boxers. And you're fully clothed." He chuckled and tore my jeans and t-shirt off, one in each hand, in one easy movement. Once again, he chuckled. "You're beautiful, darlin'." Oh, wow! Darlin' sounded so cute when he said it! Some of his old southern drawl made its way into that one word. Just his voice was heaven, so I ground my hips into his just to tell him how much I loved it. He moaned loudly. Music to my ears. I grinded harder and he moaned louder. Then groaned. I smirked into his neck.

"Jasper…" I whispered. He moaned again. I was in complete control. He was mine to control. Any movement I made caused him to moan. And that was the most beautiful sound in the world. "Did you know," I continued between slight nibbles of his earlobe, "I'm still a virgin?" I kissed his cheek innocently to emphasize my point. He chuckled, his chest rising and falling rapidly, causing me to bounce…and come down on his pelvis.

After he let a particularly painful-sounding moan, he replied from deep within his throat, "I'll take care of that." With that, he let his hands leave my lower back and make their way up to my bra strap. Not bothering with the hook that always seems too complicated for guys anyway, he ripped the metal apart. I lifted up my chest so he could grab the lingerie and toss it to the side. His eyes moved down, checking me out. His hands, which had found my ass, squeezed, hard. I bucked my hips from the force—and pleasure—and he moaned again, almost a groan.

My underwear was torn from me, and I was completely naked, lying on top of the man that I loved. Once again, he squeezed my ass cheeks, and I once again bucked into his hips. He groaned this time and flipped the two of us over, so he was on top of me. I felt helpless, defenseless, lying under the man. He was larger, stronger, seemingly smarter, and he was holding all of my emotions (and my innocence) in the palm of his hands.

"Jane…" he whispered, much like how I whispered his name. "Don't be scared, darlin'." Right, he knew my every emotion. The last article of clothing on either of us was ripped from Jasper, and his experienced naked body was hovering over my innocent nude one. He was right. There was nothing to be afraid of when he was with me. "You ready?" he breathed into my ear. I nodded my head tentatively.

After another chuckle, he lowered his head slightly, and I kissed his neck. He muttered something that sounded like, "You have no idea how painful this is," then lowered himself slightly. He was going slowly for my sake, but I knew he didn't want that. Then, for some reason, he sniggered. One of his hands, which were resting next to either side of my head, left its post and went to my chest.

The hand then cupped one of my breasts. He sniggered again, and his fingers pinched my nipple. What was he doing? And why did it feel so good? He moved his head again and started kissing me. His tongue entered my mouth quickly and explored to his heart's content. When I seemed to be fairly relaxed, his tongue circling my mouth, his fingers playing with my nipple, the thumb and index finger gave a sudden hard pinch and I bucked my hips.

"Ah! Ung!" Jasper exclaimed. He had almost entered me. That was his plan from the beginning. I was to initiate it. It was his way of taking control while making me still feel dominant. It almost worked too. But this was finally too much for him. "Almost…cumming…" he groaned. What?

Jasper kissed me again, nibbling my lip slightly. And exceedingly slowly, he entered me. The feeling was a mix between pain and pure pleasure. I chose to only remember the pleasure. Jasper intensified the feeling for me with his powers. I moaned. He gradually moved more inside me, knowing the first time is the hardest.

When he was fully inside me and my panting subsided, he started moving out, faster, and in. It felt so good. Soon, he was thrusting in and out quickly. It felt so good! A feeling was growing inside me, a tingling, something that felt so good, yet painful if it wasn't released soon.

With one final thrust, and a buck on my part, I was thrown over the edge. "JASPER!!!" I screeched as he moaned my name. Something wet exploded into me—his semen. Pure bliss enveloped me as Jasper, my lover, collapsed on top of me, completely spent.

"One…more…thing…" Jasper let out between pants, his voice sounding almost solemn. He lowered his head to my neck and nibbled. Then, as soon as he was content with where his teeth were, he bit me, hard. I screamed—not his name, just screamed. His venom entered my body and my breathing stopped. The pain was too much. I was on fire. I had never felt this since I was turned so long ago. Was this what it felt like when I tortured people?

I lay, panting from both pain and pleasure, with Jasper next to me. We stayed like that for a long time. I had closed my eyes after a while, breathing in his scent from the crook of his neck. If there was ever I time in my vampire life when I wanted to sleep so badly, it was then, in Jasper's arms. He had marked me as his own. I felt wonderful and the world was perfect.

As the dawn's first light came through the single window of the bedroom, I opened my eyes to see Jasper's scarred skin on his neck. If the pain I had just received was so intense from one bite, I could barely imagine what getting all those bites, hundreds maybe, would be like.

After a minute or two, I looked up to say good morning to my lover's stunning golden eyes. But what I saw were not glowing suns, grinning to the new day, but two gold balls, cold, not molten and dreamy. A stern look was set in his face. He looked so serious, not at all relaxed like how I felt. Was he regretting last night? No he couldn't! He loved me! He said so himself!

Anyway, why else would he do all that to me, for me? He had taken away my virginity. He had done something that I bet he would never have thought about doing after his wife was murdered. Yet he still had sex with me. Even though he felt my curiosity, he said nothing for a long time.

"I almost called out Alice's name, not yours," he finally stated.

Author's note: i repeat: you're gonna kill me right? ALEC IS FUCKING GAY! HE LUVS JASPER! I CAME UP W/ THIS PLOT TWIST SEVERAL CHAPTERS AGO!! i knew i wanted jasper to say something about not liking the vibes he was getting from Alec and Alec saying he didnt luv Jane anymore, but was still jealous of the relationship. the kissing? spur of the moment needing.

now, the Lemon. yes, i finally wrote a really good one. see, my first lemon was the one in Nessie's Lovely Future. (btw, that will be discontinued until this story is finished, if i ever decide to go back to it. and yes, it is an official prequal to this story!!) and i actually read that to get into the mood to write this one. i also reread the lime earlier in this story. and no, i never said dick, cock, or penis. now i did. teehee. anyways, Jane is ((was)) innocent. so duh she doesnt know stuff! inclucing a lot of what Jasper says. and yes, duh Jasper still luvs Alice. i just thought that was a great way to end the chapter...oh, and Jasper apparently is so hot, he can get any person - guy or girl, vampire or human - to luv him. my list as of now: Maria, Alice, Bella, Jane, Alec, me, any other girl who is smart and reads Twilight. TEEHEE!!

since i didnt get any reviews (or barely any i should say since i can t remember right now), REVIEW OR ARO AND HIS COOKIES GET IT! there is a fire burning right next to Aro in his prison cell. Bella (my idiotic minion) has shielded him so Demitri cannot track him. review or Aro will die. Nessie will rip him limp from limb 'cause he let her be killed w/ her baby!! ...you better review...