Title: Sparks
Author: Cereal-Killa
Rating: K+
Pairing: Duncan/Courtney
Summary of Chapter: Duncan hates drills, but maybe not drills with Courtney.

#10: EARTHQUAKE

Duncan hated school drills.

Weren't they just the dumbest thing in history, though? I mean really. Fire drills were pointless. All you needed was common sense and the will to live. Just run! He thought that everyone would know that if there was going to be a fucking fire they would have the damn smarts to run away as fast as possible. There really wasn't that much to it. And was it really necessary to get that far away from the school? It was a drill- you could trust that if it was a real fire, no one would be anywhere near the school.

Another one was the stupid tornado drill. Duncan highly doubted that they were ever going to experience a tornado while in school, but he surely hoped it wouldn't be as stupid as the drills were. They would all hike downstairs to the bottom of the school, underneath everything, to the stupid basement. The school basement was too small for a bunch of horny, dumbass, idiot teens who Duncan couldn't stand to be in a ten feet radius of normally, much less pressed up against them all. Yes, tornado drills sucked ass.

But Duncan had always been absent from school during the Earthquake drill apparently, or he must not have remembered exactly what you were supposed to do, because he was completely stumped as he felt the earth begin to tremble below the school floor.

It was a weird feeling- his first thought was that maybe he was falling or having some type of eye spasm, maybe. But it became very clear to him when a loud kid shouted from across the classroom, "Earthquake!"

Oh. That made so much more sense than an eye spasm.

A few school supplies fell off the shelves as everyone crowded underneath their desks. Duncan tried to get under his, but not before he noticed that a certain C.I.T. was missing from her seat.

God dammit!

He had seen Courtney exit earlier to go to the bathroom, but he hadn't really thought much of it, thinking that she would be back soon enough. Duncan growled as he ignored the shouts from his teacher, stumbling out of the room as quick as he could.

Courtney had to be out here somewhere. He could see the ceiling above starting to tremble more and more with each crooked step he took, but he couldn't stop. What if she was still in the bathroom?

He found her down the hall, her eyes wide as she was sprawled out on the floor. Courtney had been really surprised when the Earthquake hit. Too surprised- she had gone into shock. She looked to Duncan, his shaking form reaching out for her. He fell on the floor beside her and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her close to him. She let out a strangled gasp as he tucked her underneath him, and she could feel his arms wrapping around her head, pushing her into his firm chest, his heartbeat erratic.

But what amazed her the most, was that even as both of them were going into shock, as the ceiling threatened to rain down on them, and as everything shook and the whole world felt like it was falling-

Duncan was still running a hand through her hair, whispering gentle words to her that she couldn't make out over the roar of the earthquake, and she realized she was crying. And Duncan was asking her to please, please stop crying. "Just don't cry, okay? Just don't… don't cry…"

Even though the earthquake wasn't as bad as everyone thought, even though no one was hurt and there were only a few minor injuries, Courtney couldn't forget Duncan's one request and his rough hands caressing her as he tucked himself around her just to make sure she would be safe. What if the ceiling had crumbled, and it had fell on him and he had… what if something had happened to him?

The next day, she walked straight up to him and kissed him roughly, shoving him against the lockers and telling him to never try and be a hero again and then maybe she wouldn't cry all the time. Duncan just sighed in contentment.

School drills were dumb, but if he got a kiss like this after every earthquake… well come on, mother nature.

A/N: Ok, so yeah… I'm going to say this story is complete… for now. If I ever get the urge to start up random drabblish things again, expect them here. :)

So thanks for reading, I'm really happy that I've received so many kind reviews for this little thing. It was just something I whipped up in my boredom, nothing special. I'm trying to get back into the hang of working on my more plot-filled projects, but, these things always make me feel good…

:D Okay well… bye then! Love, Cereal