I loved the beginning of tonights ep, so I'ma use it. Poor Alek, risked his life and THAT'S how he's repaid. Well except at the end, ish. I'm also running out of ideas so I need some. Please people.


Alek groaned as he fell down on his bed, not bothering to talk to Ryan, who was currently searching through her bags for gods know what. She flipped through the playlist instictivly hitting one randomly, as if she knew Alek needed that one song. She put it on shuffle, tempted to just play this one song.

They say freak
When you're singled out
The red
Well it filters through

So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight goes red again

Seeing red again
Seeing red again

This change he won't contain
Slip away to clear your mind
When asked what made it show?
The truth he gives in to most

So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight goes red again

So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight goes red again

So lay down
The threat is real
When his sight goes red again

Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red again
Seeing red!

They say freak
When your singled out
The red
It filters through

"What happened with Chole?" Ryan asked Alek, going through her bags again. She found her black and red skulls bikini top, throwing it on top of her bed before searching for her board shorts. Alek didn't say anything as she pulled the shorts out and throwing them on her bed, hitting the poor cat with them. "Well?" Alek ignored her. "Are you going to tell me or am I going to have to force you to tell me?" She got nothing once again. The Lyr sighed and shut off the light before taking off her top and bra, throwing them across the room before grabbing her bikini top and putting it on. She managed to tie the back strings before realizing a way to cheer Alek up and/or get info outta his pissy ass.
Ryan walked over to his bed, barely making a sound before she pretty much attacked him, her legs on either side of his waist, and her arms pinning his down. "So are you going to tell me why your being so pissy?" She growled in his ear, leaning down.
She knew Charlie would probably understand what she was going to do if she didn't get anything out of the Brit from this, it didn't mean she wasn't worried about what might happen if she did. As far as they Lyr knew Mai might not be able to kiss anything besides themselves, without killing them. Guess I'll find out, she thought when Alek continued to ignor her. Great.
She didn't want to do this but she leaned forward, pressing her lips to his. It hit her like a shock wave, Ryan wasn't dying, in fact she felt amazing as he started to kiss her back. She pulled away to catch her breath. "Please tell me Alek, what happened?"
"Don't start something you can't finish," Alek growled at her.
"I have a boyfriend back in Illinois," She told him not moving much. "I'm not a tease, I don't want to hurt you, I just want to know what's wrong." Alek nodded, still catching his breath.
Ryan debated over wheater or not she should kiss him again. The part of her mind that hadn't been laid for months won, and she gripped his t-shirt in her hands, pulling him up to her. Their lips crashed together again, Alek flipping her over, pinning her under him, both fighting for dominace. Now I will tell you what I've done for you
Fifty-thousand tears I've cried
Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you
And you still won't hear me (I'm going under)
Don't want your hand this time I'll save myself
Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once)
Not tormented daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom
I'm dying again

I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through I'm going under

Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
So I don't know what's real and what's not
Always confusing the thoughts in my head
So I can't trust myself anymore I'm dying again

Ryan pulled at Alek's t-shirt, lust clouding her judgement and the part of her mind that knew how much of a bad idea it was, was screaming at her, but she just ignored it as she pulled the t-shirt over his head and throwing it to the side; her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down towards her.

I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through

So go on and scream
Scream at me
I'm so far away
I won't be broken again
I've got to breathe
I can't keep going under

I'm dying again

I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm going under

I'm going under (going under)
Going under (drowning in you)
I'm going under

Finally Ryan came to her senses as she took off her roommates belt. She pushed on Alek's chest, managing to push him away. "So um, are you going to tell me what happened?" Alek sighed, both of them now sitting on the edge of his matress. "We kissed," He told her.
"Yeah, great reason to be pissed off," Ryan said, rather sarcastically.
"That's not the reason I'm pissed," Alek explained. "Her human boyfriend, friend, whatever the hell he is, came by. She pretty much told him I was nothing after I made a fool of myself and told her how I felt about her." His voice was strained as he informed the Lyr on what had happened earlier that night.
Ryan nodded, leaning against his shoulder. "I'm sorry Alek," she whispered to him. Ryan stood up and kissed his cheek before falling onto her bed, drifting asleep so she'd get up early the next morning to meet the Lyrs at the beach.


Ryan walked into the room, Alek following behind her, slamming the door shut then locking it. "What do you want you mangy fleabag?" Ryan growled at him.
Alek took a step forward so he was nearly face-to-face with her. "The better question is what do you want dog," Alek stressed the word dog, making Ryan growl, her eyes fading to blood red, her claws and fangs enlongating. She didn't know why, but this damn fleabag could get under her skin and annoy her in ways not even her packmates could.
"I want your head impaled on a stick," Ryan hissed at him, her black tail manifesting with her growing anger.
"Are you sure about that?" Alek asked, wrapping his hand around the base of her tail, digging his own claws slightly into it. Ryan's knees started to shake and she arched against him slightly, making a low gruttral moan. "Are you entirely sure?" He grazed her earlobe with his teeth, then kissed her, digging his clawing in deeper. Ryan was groaning as she unintentionally pressed herself against him, kissing him back. Her hips rolled against his, making him moan loudly against her mouth. She pulled him down onto her bed by his belt; Alek followed where she was leading him; Ryan pulled his t-shirt over his head, then worked on removing his jeans, using her bare feet to slide them down. Alek slid her basketball shorts off, pressing his crotch to hers.
"Fffuuuck," Ryan studdered as Alek cut the strings of her bikini top. His mouth trailed down her throat; Ryan dropped her head back, moaning. She used her remaining sainity to try and protest, but that plan was thrown out the window as soon as the thin fabric of their boxers disappered. "Please, oh gods, please Alek."


Ryan shot up in her bed, her hands making sure her clothes were still intact. She sighed when she realized it was just a wet dream, a very vivid, wet dream. The Lyr quickly gathered what she was going to need for the beach, shoving it in her bag, then changed into her black and blue boardshorts. She slipped her shoes on and grabbed her skateboard; putting on her sun glasses and the Celtics hat, she stood at the door for a few seconds, staring at a sleeping Alek, before walking out of their room, and silently shutting the door.