Hello again. . . Set after the third book.
Warning: none
Paring: Fang and Iggy
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: As I've said, I do not own, and if I did, I'd share Fang and Igs with Tomo Potter.
Chapter 8
Sorry
Iggy woke up the following morning to feel Fang sitting up.
"Hey Fang, what's up?" Iggy asked with a yawn. He felt the bed shift and the weight disappeared, its times like these he really hated being blind.
"Where are you going?"
"No where Iggy. I'm just brushing my hair." Fang said softly, turning to Iggy.
"Fang, is something bothering you?" Iggy asked, standing up and walking over to his beloved.
"Why have you been so emotional lately?" Iggy was caught off guard.
"What?"
"Well, you're either really happy, or sad, and then out of no where, you're angry." Iggy chuckled.
"I've always been that way Fang. Remember when they took Angel and I was mad because I couldn't help because I was blind?" Fang nodded the smirked remembering.
"Yeah, I also remembered when we came back you were so happy and relieved." Iggy smiled.
"I always had mood swings, you're just noticing more now because you're always around me" He said with a smile to brighten the darkest of times.
"Your right Ig." Iggy smiled.
"You know it" Fang lightly punched Iggy's arm and said boy laughed.
"You gonna cook us some breakfast?" Fang asked.
"Sure, let's go." Fang smiled and grabbed Iggy's hand, walking down the hall to the kitchen with him.
After everyone ate, they all settled down in the living room. Nudge took out a board game and smiled.
"Who wants to play?" She asked. "Oh, wait, I'm sorry Ig, I totally for got for a minute. You just blend in so well. No one would ever even notice your bl-"Max placed her hand over Nudge's mouth. "Sorry."
"Its fine Nudge." Iggy said a sad smile on his face.
"I'll help you out Iggy." Fang offered.
"Thanks. But I'm ok. I'm going to have a nap. You play."
"Are you sure?" Fang asked as Iggy stood.
"Yeah" With that said, he turned and slowly made his way back to his room.
