Well...feel free to kick me several times, I didn't intend to put this off for so long. I'm not exactly satisfied with the ending of this chapter, it doesn't really have a closure or anything. Anyway, enjoy, and I'll be better about updates...at least I'll try to be. Feel free to review :D

"Good news and bad news," Sarah said as she approached Axel in the work lounge. "What do you want first?"

"Bad," he replied, flipping through the channels.

"Bad news is, we can't have sex until next week, but the good news is, I'm not pregnant," she grinned.

"Awesome," he laughed. "I can wait then. Just be ready for next week." Axel finished his statement with a wink, causing Sarah to roll her eyes as she took a seat next to him on the couch. He turned off the T.V. and turned his attention to her.

"So…what are we gonna do this weekend then?" Sarah crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I hope you aren't trying to tell me our relationship is entirely based on sex."

"Not entirely," he muttered.

"Asshole!" She laughed, giving him a playful shove."There are plenty of other things we can do."

"Like what?" he challenged.

"We could…make cookies."

Cookies? What the hell?

"I thought you said you couldn't cook," he grinned.

"I can't," she said simply, smiling at him only the way she would, the kind of smile he couldn't say no to.

"What do we do first?" Axel asked. He let her drag him in to this, but now he wasn't sure it was such a good idea. What if they burned down the apartment? He liked fire, but not that much.

"Um…we need flour," Sarah said, reading off a piece of paper. Her hair was tied back in a loose braid, her bangs and a few of her layers still framing her face. It was hard for him to focus with how pretty she looked, but then again, she always did.

"Axel?" her voice brought him back to Earth again, and he remembered she had asked him to do something. Promptly, he dumped the required amount of flour into a bowl, causing residue to fly up and coat his face with the white powder. He blinked in surprise and Sarah was soon keeling over with laughter, much to Axel's dismay.

"You…you look like a clown," she managed to get out before laughing again. He had never seen her laugh so hard.

"Huh, thanks, I've always wanted to be as attractive as a clown," Axel said sarcastically.

"It's just the tattoos and your hair and—" the rest was lost in her half laugh-half cries. Deciding enough was enough, Axel took a handful of flour from the bag and threw it in Sarah's face.

"Now you look like Snow White," he grinned.

"That wasn't a very good insult," she commented, wiping the flour off her face, but she didn't quite get it all. "Wasn't Snow White the fairest of them all?" Well. Axel really didn't know his Disney. Or whoever started the story in the first place.

"Hey, she may have been, but she was dumb enough to eat a poisoned apple," he shrugged, to which Sarah quickly cracked an egg on his head. He stared at her incredulously for a moment before yelling, "You little shit!" Sarah only giggled as he chased her around the kitchen, throwing whatever ingredients he could find at her and vice versa. Eventually, the two became breathless and stopped, each of them laughing at how ridiculous the other looked. Axel's hair was drenched in egg yolk and Sarah's face was covered in flour and chocolate chips were tangled in her hair.

"So what have we gotten done?" Axel glanced at the recipe and down at the now empty bowl.

"Nothing," he replied, chuckling. They both made a truce, deciding if they were going to do this, they didn't need to throw things at each other. This didn't stop them, however when they had finished making the cookie dough.

"Okay," Sarah said when they had finally put the dough in the oven. "I guess we should clean ourselves up, huh?"

"Yeah, that look doesn't really work for you," Axel smirked.

"Shut up," she rolled her eyes, headed toward Axel's bathroom. He followed, laughing quietly behind her.

"Well, you got these in my hair, you get to get them out," she grinned pointing to the chocolate chips strewn throughout her hair. Axel sighed.

"Fine, but that means you get to wash this out."

"Deal," Sarah nodded, sitting down on the toilet seat while Axel stood behind her, attempting to get all of them out.

"You know, this would be a lot easier if your hair wasn't brown," Axel grumbled, somewhat frustrated that he was having trouble finding them. Sarah laughed, then retorted, "I should have no problems with yours then."

"Well, let's get started then, shall we?" Axel grinned.

"Lean back," she commanded after they had switched places. Axel did as he was told as she leaned over him, turning on the water.

"Now this, I can live with," he chuckled. Sarah rolled her eyes.

"Grow up, would you?" She began rinsing out his hair, running her fingers through it as she did. There was something strangely intimate about all of it; maybe it was how gentle she was with him, maybe it was the way that her fingers would accidentally brush his cheeks, or maybe it was the close proximity.

"This…is nice," Axel murmured as she rinsed the shampoo out of his hair. She smiled and turned off the water.

"I guess this is the part where you say something romantic and we make sweet love on the bathroom floor," she smirked, drying his hair off with a towel as she straddled his lap.

"That sounds even better," he said with a grin.

"Ah-ah, you're forgetting something," she teased, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I suppose I am." He wrapped his arms around her waist as well. "Top or bottom?" Sarah laughed, getting up from his lap.

"You are absolutely ridiculous, you know that?" she bent down so that she was eye level with him.

"And if I weren't, we wouldn't be together," Axel stated simply, looking pleased with himself.