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I feel really depressed. This seems to be the only fic that is coming out right. I tell myself, I won't look at the stat (the part that tells you how many reviews you have and how many people put you on their favs.…) thingy anymore, but I do and it makes me feel worst. My other stories are on hold.


"Where are we going? What are we doing?" Tala asked, turning on the heater in attempt to warm his shivering, wet body up. He wiped a lock of dripping hair away from his eyes looking ahead at the winding, dark road. It was now night and he could feel his body slowing down, but the adrenaline he was feeling pumped him up a little. He stared curiously out of the window at the shadowy, green blurs that were trees. It seemed they were riding down a dark, deserted road.

"You'll see when we get there." Mariah informed, the smirk still in play on her lips. "It might take us a while to get there. 'Bout twenty minutes, plus the stop on the way."

"Stop?" Tala asked. Wait? What's this? What is this annoying tingle? Could it be? Yes, Tala had an itch, but not just any itch, The itch. The Unscrachble Itch! It started out somewhat tolerable, but when he tried to scratch it on the sly, it only made things worse! Dang it! No pants, I can't do the dig–in-your-pocket-and-scratch-on-the-sly trick! He moved uncomfortably.

"Yes, we will make a short stop so that I may change into the proper clothes for this engagement." The redhead took inventory of her attire at the moment. Tight, black leather pants with pink flames at the bottom and the jacket to match. The jacket had only one button buttoned up in the middle, exposing a little cleavage and a fair amount of her midriff that Tala could only see if he was standing in front of her. Before his imagination could ride him all the way across the Atlantic Ocean he was interrupted by The Itch.

He shifted yet again. After failed attempts at scratching, either, so sly Mariah couldn't notice or so well disguised she couldn't tell, Tala finally whined, "When will we be there?"

"About another ten minutes, I gotta get far enough ahead." She sped up. "Can't let you be rescued this early in the game." She smirked.

Ten more minutes of suffering! He groaned.

With Kai and the Girls

Unaware of it at the moment, Kai had jumped into a car full of energetic, adolescent females. Looking in the mirror he could see bobbing heads of blue, red and brown hair. They were currently on a very interesting subject while Arura was in high pursuit of Mariah. Her high beams on the, otherwise pitch-black road.

"Come on, Kai, tell us!" Hilary pressured him from behind.

"Yeah!" Salima agreed, being equally annoying to the poor two-toned haired boy as to the girl in the driver's seat. Arura didn't know why Mariah would want to hang out with those two girls, Mariam was okay. For some reason, every time the other two opened their nice, little, glossy mouths it made Arura just want to tear their lips off, sew them back on and burn the sore spot with a cigarette.

"Aaaaarrrrrrre yoooooouuuuuu?!" Salima sang into Kai's ear.

"And Tala." Hilary eagerly added. Mariam sat quietly enjoying the conversation.

They had been asking Kai this for some time. After countless… hints that he didn't care for the subject, he finally answered. With a roll of the eyes he replied, "Well, it's hard to say, I mean, the guys… some are really good and some… make me wonder why I waist my time getting all dressed up to see them." He admitted.

"So you are!" Hilary pressed seemingly about two jump over the seat. Kai and Arura both couldn't see why this conversation was so important, but then again, both females had had a little alcohol before this engagement.

"And Tala?" The redhead squeezed up beside Hilary.

"If ya'll two don't sit back I swear!" Arura bellowed after adjusting to get out of their way. She said a few words under her breath.

Kai snorted. "Oh, Tala is all for them! He is, more than me! He has some of our favorite guys pictures all over our room!" he rolled his eyes. "I like them, but not that much!"

"No wonder he and Mariah broke up." Mariam finally cut in. She chuckled.

"Yeah, she hates Lakers! Seeing as he's a huge fan, it was never meant to be." The redhead female finished for Mariam, shaking her head.

"Why doesn't she like the guys again?" Hilary asked.

"Idk," Salima responded in computer lingo. Both girls eyes lit up as they finished with,

"My bff Jill!" (A/N: You won't get that unless you've seen the commercial.)

Arura could have driven the car into a tree at that moment. They better be glad Mariah challenged me to find her under a time limit. The hour is approaching, not enough time to tie these bimbos up, tape their mouths and hire someone to take them to a desolated area with no cell phone signal. She smirked. They'll probably die of not texting or no hair supplies before they die of hunger. Kai thought she looked rather sexy with the slightly maniacal smirk on her face. He too was ready to throw the girls out of the window while going 160 miles per hour. A maniacal match made in… somewhere…

With Tala and Mariah

"No peeking!" Mariah said, smirking at the redhead, but also making it look threatening. Tala just nodded, anticipating her exit from the car so he could finally scratch! The sound of the Mustang door shutting was the best sound he had heard in a long time. Right after Mariah's voice… He thought, but quickly shook it away. Where did that come from? He questioned while relieving himself. A sigh of alleviation escaped his lips as he had done what he wanted to do for the past twenty minutes. I didn't even know an itch could last that long.

He sighed. Now the wait. Mariah didn't usual take that long dressing, but seeing as she wouldn't want to be seen, she was probably being careful. Tala was always a person with good self-control so it wasn't an arduous task for him to sit there not peeking. 3 minutes… 5 minutes… 10 minutes… Finally Tala heard the car door open. The first thing he saw was short, tight leather stretched over Mariah's crotch. He could have sworn he was gaping for an hour, when really he had turned his head almost the moment he saw it. Some mental pictures a guy will never forget.

Before he knew what was happening the pinkette was back beside him and the car was once again racing to where ever they were going. It took Tala a second to realize that Mariah was talking to him.

"Huh?" a dazed look was spread across his face.

"I said," Mariah started again, kind of irritated that he wasn't listening. "Did you peek?" she sounded like she had asked him already.

It took him a few seconds to get over the clothes she was now wearing. There was no way to describe the outfit, all he knew was that it consisted of a few chains and strips of the same fabric. I looked like someone had taken scissors to it.

"No." he finally answered, after composing himself.

"No?" Mariah asked, her tone sounded as if Tala had insulted her.

"No." he answered again. The silence that landed between them confused the redhead. Wasn't him being a good boy a good thing?

"The sad part is, I think you're actually telling the truth." She snorted.

"W-what? Did you want me to look or something?!"

"That would be the normal guy thing to do!" she shouted at him, turning away from the road. "You never paid me any attention anyway." A 'humph' followed.

"If you're thinking I'm gay then you can just get rid of that thought." He folded his arms and cast his gaze out the window.

The female snorted even louder. "What? Was that some sort of confession?" Tala couldn't believe this, he tries to be the good guy and do the right thing, but it's always wrong! He just can't win. Well, maybe he can. He decided to stop talking. It takes two hands to clap, if one hand stops, no more noise. Great philosophy. Tala felt very proud to have thought of it!… Too bad Mariah wasn't big on ancient proverb stuff.

"Oh, and now you're giving me the cold shoulder. You are unbelievable Tala Ivanov, I swear!" and so the one-person conversation continued. The ten minutes of the helpless redhead getting shouted seemed to go by pretty quickly. They soon pulled up to a big place with flashing pink lights.

Up at the top Tala could read the highlighted words. They had the flashing image of a kitten with horns sitting on top of them. "Devil's Kitten." He said blankly.

"Yep! My favorite strip club!" Mariah grinned. "Now the fun really kicks off!"


That's it for now. The next update should be coming pretty soon. Please review. Suggestions are welcome… nothing mean though…