A/N: Last Chapter stopped at quite a cliff hanger eh? Well, everyone is probably thinking o no he's gone…wait I can't finish this sentence I'll give away the chapter, so I'll talk about something else. If your interested in either Bleach or Fruits basket, or both which would be better, check out my other story Cats and Shinigamis' it isn't getting as many reviews as I would have hoped, so please check it out and tell me what you think of it. (P.S- the box thing is something I cannot fix sorry.)
Chapter 9
During my freak out session I noticed that the bathroom light was on.
That was stupid of me to think he would juts up and leave us.
even though I reassured myself with this thought sweat was still running down the side of my face. I wiped the sweat off and strode towards the bathroom. When I reached the door I got quite a surprise, Fang was over the toilet puking his guts up ( not literally).
"Fang? Are you all right?"
He looked up at me with blood shot eyes. He whipped his face off on a towel and flushed the toilet.
"Well, guess my secrets out."
"What secret? Your going bulimic?"
"no, I caught the stomach bug and or the flu."
I felt stupid, me thinking he was bulimic, seriously how can any one of us get any skinnier?
"So, is this why your mad at me because I got you sick?"
He looked at me with a very confused expression,
"Mad? I'm not mad at you if anything it was my fault, I was the one who wanted to be near you."
"But then why were you avoiding me and making excuses to go to the bathroom every five minutes?"
He grabbed my hand and laughed,
"Do you remember that whole argument on the immune system?"
"Yeah?"
"If I got too close you would most likely get sick again."
"what about the excuses?"
"they weren't excuses I had to use the bathroom to a- well, you know what."
Everything started to make sense he wasn't mad at me he was only trying to protect me. I let out a huge relieved sigh,
"Thank goodness, I thought you didn't like me anymore."
I tilted my head downwards to my feet. He grabbed my chin and raised my head so I could look into his eyes,
"How could I never not like you? Better yet how could you ever think I wouldn't like you?"
A tear dripped down the side of my face, now running from two spots. Fang gently raised his hand and wiped away the wet paths they had made.
"Max, I love you and there is nothing you or anyone else can do to change that."
I moved in to hug him my arms wrapped around his torso. His hands tried to pry me away,
"Sick remember" he reminded me,
"I don't care, just let me stay here for a moment."
He could see that nothing would make me let go so he embraced me with just as much passion. I heard laughter coming from the other side of the bedroom door.
Oh that's so funny Angel I have been going crazy out of my mind and you find it hilarious, not to mention you spread your knowledge.
I could hear more laughing joining the original noise. Fang slouched to the door looking like he was in a bad mood as it was, I felt sorry for the people on the opposite side of that door.
Iggy's POV
When Angel told me that Max was going crazy because Fang refused to tell her he was sick I had to see it for myself. Once Max entered his room we all pressed our ears against the door in attempt to listen to their intriguing conversation. Once their voices stopped we couldn't help, but roll around the floor laughing. Of course Angel didn't find it as funny since she knew how the conversation would go all along. While repressing my ear to the door I could hear foot steps stomping our way.
"Crap, one of them is coming over."
I signaled for them to quickly and quietly move away from the door. It didn't work out that way I tripped over Nudge who was still rolling on the ground while bringing down Gazzy who grabbed on to Angel therefore bring her down. We were a giant mess, which made us laugh some more. I quickly realized that if we were caught we would be in for it. If Max was walking to the door then I would probably get slapped since I was the oldest and I am not supposed to display this type of behavior, on the other hand if it's Fang then well, I'm screwed…I don't want to even think what he would do to me.
Fang's POV
I'm going to give them a piece of my mind once I get out there. I made my way to the door stalling a second before actually opening it to make sure I didn't have to rush back to the bathroom soon after. The stomach was good so I swung open the door to see a jumbled mass of feathers and people. I snickered at the sight of this,
"What are you guys doing?"
I said trying to sound angry, but looking at them like this would make anyone laugh.
"Umm…"
Iggy will probably make a stupid excuse.
"We're playing…Twister?"
I called that one.
"Without a mat?"
I gave them the most skeptical look I could muster.
"Well, look at the time, I'm going to go take a shower."
Iggy said while wiggling out of the clump. I grabbed his shoulder giving him a nasty look.
"And where'd ya think your going?"
Fear crossed his face, he knew he was in for it.
Iggy's POV
Why couldn't it had been Max coming to the door, she would at least show me some mercy.
Max's POV
I walked up behind Fang looking at the mess. I giggled, it couldn't help it. Then I stared at Iggy. He was going to pay for wrecking my moment with Fang. I grabbed the other shoulder opposite to the one Fang was gripping.
"Oh, Iggy you have no idea what you're in for."
Iggy's POV
I changed my mind, maybe Fang was more merciful. He was sick there was a limit he could do, but with Max being healthy and all. I gulped.
Max's POV
It was amusing what we did to Iggy. We lead him back into our room, mine and Fang's that is, and while scolding him about being the responsible one I plucked a few feathers out. To tell you that hurts, a lot. I could see Fang starting to turn green, so I dismissed Iggy letting him return to the bathroom. I could hear Gazzy gaping at Iggy asking what happened.
"Never piss off Max and Fang."
Is all he responded before getting out of ear shot.
And that's how it should be.
Returning my attention towards Fang I could see that he was once again over the toilet.
How can someone puke that much when the only thing they have eaten were crackers?
Once his breakfast and lunch came back for a visit I was assuming it was going to be safe to sit next to him. I snuggled against him, yes on the bathroom floor, and put my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my waist,
"No matter how much I love you being here, I really don't think this is a good idea."
I shook my head still on his shoulder refusing to move. We sat like that for a few more minutes before Fang decided it would be okay to move to his, our bed. I can't exactly get used to that. He laid down on a pillow staring at me who was sitting at his feet criss-cross.
"Do you need anything while we are in a fully stocked house?"
"Nothing I didn't already have."
He grinned leaning up so that he was eye to eye with me, well he was a few inches above my eyes but you get the picture. His hand molded over the right side of my face all the while staring into my eyes. He kissed me on the forehead,
"Honey, I know you refuse to leave, but it would be a problem if someone burned the house down, it would make it just a little noticeable that we were here."
I pouted at him, but I knew he was right. He gave me a final hug before I walked out of the room.
A/N: Okay the chapter wasn't one of my favorite, but I am having a writers block. So, IDEA'S ARE NEEDED! I value every comment people give me!
Random question: For you Twilight fans (Spoiler if you haven't read the third book or the first one for that matter): How come in the first book Bella was the one that wanted to get married to Edward, but Edward was strongly against it when in the third book Bella freaked out saying she didn't want to get married and Edward was totally for marriage? -just something random I picked out of the book while rereading it, so if anyone has an idea why please tell me because that strangely annoys me.
