Hello, hello! Hey there people of Fanfiction, I'm finally back (again) with another new chapter. I was planning on posting up two chapters but I got side-tracked. But the following chapter will probably be posted sometime tomorrow, or even later if I'm lucky. Anyway as always enjoy and please read and review. :)

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Copyright: ICEDRAGONMIST 2011-2014

What can I really say? Things changed after a while so many things happened that neither of us knew or saw coming. In a way she did but I had no idea, but she never let on the reasons why. She said she wanted to protect me, I didn't know from what or from who. Fang said she knew me too or at last kept hinting at that fact; that is before we actually met. In the end I really wanted to be the one to protect her, she would never let me and I hated that. I think I hated not being able to protect her more so than her never telling me anything.

I was always conflicted between my feelings for her and how I knew relatively nothing of her. Whenever I had gotten the time to spend with Fang she would open up to me more. She opened up a new side of her that I never seen but still I felt she was holding back; I already knew she cared for me deeply… Fang was very direct about it too, although she would never allow herself to say it outright. But when she did tell me anything on how she felt or why she felt the need to keep everything from me… I would be beside myself. Even though somehow deep down, I already knew the answers.

I didn't remember when I had actually fallen asleep. I guess I was more tired than I had first thought, I stayed up for a while longer watching over Fang. That unique scar of hers was what really got to me it was bugging me… I really don't know how I had fallen asleep with that weighting heavily on my mind. It didn't make sense to me how I would have that dream and then find that Fang, has a scar that resembled the length of my Gun blade. The last thing I remembered before falling asleep, was that I was facing Fang; even though her back was turned toward me I still watched her sleep. When I had woken up and opened my eyes she wasn't there.

The only thing left in the spot of where she laid on the bed; were the bandages I taped up her wounds with and a few blood stains on them. I guess she was still bleeding out a little from some of her cuts throughout the night. I felt frantic but I did my best to contain it, as I got out of bed I quickly noticed that her belongings were still there so she would've gone too far. I left my room and ran into the living room but I didn't see her so then I rushed to the front door. Only realizing it had already been unlocked, after the fact that I ran outside. If Fang had left it would only make sense to why the door was opened in the first place. I felt so dumb wandering off in just a pair of shorts and t-shirt that I had worn to bed, but I went down the street calling out for Fang. I was really starting to worry… but with no success I went back home. I didn't know what else to do, so I thought maybe Fang went back home too, but then why would she had left her things here. I went back into the room and hastily changed out of my current outfit and into my usual pair of clothes.

When I had finished changing I raced back to the front door to go out and look for Fang, but I was halted when I heard a familiar voice shouting my name. I froze for a moment before turning around. I knew it was Fang… I began cursing at her in my mind. I was ready to scream at her for making me worry. When I eventually turned around I was happily greeted with a big smile from Fang. But I had to advert my gaze rather quickly. I turned my head placing my hand up to the side of my face.

"FANG! YOU'RE NAKED!" If I wasn't panicking enough beforehand I sure was now.

"Oh yeah… I took a shower I hope you don't mind." How could she say it like that, like it's no big deal? She has no idea how worried I was and here she is… standing in my hallway naked. I was pretty embarrassed but I guess Fang didn't have any qualms about flaunting her nude body.

"No! I don't mind but you're standing there naked!" Fang started to laugh. That was to be expected since she seemed so relaxed about it. Only she would find something funny in, inappropriate situations like this.

"THIS ISN'T A LAUGHING MATTER! What if my sister saw you?"

"Chill out, yeah? And your sister left a while ago."

"What Serah left?"

I shouldn't say that I was shocked; I had a feeling she would sneak out anyway. But in my absent-mindedness I looked at Fang, completely forgetting that she was naked. And she was dripping wet, the water drops fell from her body down on the hardwood floor.
Even though I turned my head again when I realize what I had done, the image of the water running down her body and dripping off her, became seared in my mind.

"Yeah, uh I that's her room over there isn't it? I saw her leaving just before I went to go take a shower, so don't worry she wouldn't have seen me like this. Besides Light you're the only one I wanna show my body to!" Fang sounded so chipper but I knew she was only messing me again. She probably noticed the way I was staring at her, it was brief but I wasn't exactly subtle about it.

"Tch! Whatever! Now would you please go put something on or get a towel? You're dripping all over my floor!" I closed my eyes and crossed my arms. I knew I was probably blushing, surprisingly enough Fang didn't point it out herself.

"But… I don't know where the towels are."

"Ugh! Just go wait in the bedroom, I'll get you a towel."

"Uh, Light? You know we could just skip the towel and head to the main event. I mean I'm already naked and—

"JUST. GO. IN. THE. ROOM!" She is so annoying! Why would she—how could she—just forget it. It's hopeless for me to try to understand what goes on in that woman's head. I heard Fang giggled as she walked away… always the jokester. I felt that it was safe enough to finally open my eyes again, I shook my head as I did so. She is totally unbelievable but at the same time I was smiling a little. Even though she wasn't always forthright about certain things it was comforting knowing she could make me smile.

I went into the bathroom to the cupboard that was next to the shower. Of course Fang wouldn't have thought to look in there. I slid opened the door and grabbed one of the towels, then headed back out into the hall. As I got to my room I stood in the doorway, with my back turned, I tossed the towel over my shoulder into the room.

"There! Now dry off and put on some clothes please!" I yelled out to Fang. I heard her moving around, she probably had to pick up the towel from the floor. Well I certainly wasn't going to turn around to see where I threw it… because I knew I'd only be looking at her.

"You know you're making such a big deal out of this. You act like you never seen me naked before."

"That's because I haven't!"

"But you did a few minutes ago!" Fang chuckled. It was pointless having this shouting match, always going back and forth, it gave me a headache. I sighed in a stressful way feeling very compelled to knock her in the head. She really gets me frustrated sometimes.

Without realizing it at first, I had turned my head, overlooking my shoulder. Although I already caught a slight glimpse of Fang's nude form moments ago… I still wanted to look at her. I felt like a pervert trying to stare at her as she was drying off her beautifully toned body. She was very fit and her skin was nearly flawless; aside from the few scars she had on her body. I wonder if I were only staring at her like this because of the way she stared at me last night, I bet she could feel my eyes on her too.
There was something I took notice of, that was that her wounds were gone. They were completely healed almost as if they were never there to begin with. And the fact that Fang had walked around smiling like a happy idiot, when she was nearly dropping dead, was just insane.

It really baffled me and I came to that same question I asked myself once before… What kind of women is she? I knew that it couldn't have been a dream I knew I didn't imagined it all. The bandages left on the bed were proof enough for that. I still watched her as she was putting on her clothing, I tried so hard not to stare at her anymore in the sultry way I knew that I was… I don't know what I was thinking.
It was perhaps that I was falling for her or maybe I was only attracted to her, but still to look at her in such a way like she was a piece of meat, was something I wouldn't normally do. Fang took me out of my trance state as she called out to me, I quickly turned my head hoping that she didn't see me.

"Hey Light, thanks for everything. You really helped me out, and that shower I took was great. You know, you have great water pressure, it was exhilarating. I would've asked you to join me." I turned to face her and saw that big smile on her face. I just rolled my eyes, even though… I kind of thought about it.

She went over and grabbed her lance and placed it on her back. It looked strange to me, to see her have a weapon like that on her person, probably because in all this time I've never seen her with it. As I recall that lance had an interesting weight to it. it wasn't exactly heavy but it wasn't light either, balanced maybe, I'm not sure. It was a weapon I never held before so I couldn't make an exact deduction. She then walked over to me and placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks. I'll see you later." She removed her hand from my shoulder but I swiftly reached for her hand and held it tightly. I didn't want her to leave, or maybe I was trying to stop her from making one of her many famous daring escapes.

"Fang? Where do you think you're going?"

"Uh, well… there's still something's—

"That you have to take care of? That was what you were going to say, weren't you?" She nodded of course. I knew it... I should have seen this coming a mile away.

"I knew it. Why do you keep making excuses to leave?"

"I'm not making excuses." Her eyes widened and her voice became high-pitched. She acted shocked either that or she was just trying to hide even more things from me. It was really disheartening after all this.

"It's like you're always running away from me for some reason. Must I remind you that you were practically dying on my front doorstep?!" I couldn't help but shout. I was getting really tired of her excuses for running off all the time.

"Are you even going to meet up with me later like you promised? Or am I still going to have to hold my breath waiting for you?"

"Actually, no. The tower will have to wait." She let on a weak smile and laugh to follow as she rubbed the back of her head. I finally let go of her hand at that point, I actually had forgotten that I was holding her hand tightly in my grasp. I must have had a depressing look on my face, because Fang actually started apologizing to me. I was upset at the fact that she kept putting all this off, if she said that I should trust her and that she cares about me, then she should just tell me. All this secrecy is very tiring.

"Light I'm really sorry but I have some stuff I still need to take care of. I promise I'll meet up with you soon." She said it in a very convincing way. But I knew she was just telling me what she thought I wanted to hear, and not what I actually wanted to hear. It was all a fabrication.

"Forget it Fang. I'm not going to pressure you anymore into giving away your secrets. I get that there are things you want to keep to yourself. But if you hate me that much and want to push me out of your life then just say so! Don't keep giving me these lame explanations just so you can run off and get away from me!"

I shouted at her. I clenched my jaw and my fists as well. I had no idea where that came from, maybe it was pent-up rage from all her arrogance. I'm not sure… maybe I was letting my feelings out verbally instead of physically, believe me I wanted nothing more than to slap her again. But that wouldn't solve anything and it would make me look crazy, going around slapping or punching someone who hasn't done anything wrong to me.

"Light…" She spoke my name softly, it was the first time I saw a genuine frown on Fang's face. I never seen her look so discouraged.

"I'm sorry… but I'm tired of this. I feel you hate me for some reason. I don't even know who you really are Fang."

"I don't hate you… I never hated you. The truth is I—I'm an Alien!" Fang suddenly blurted out.

"What?"

"You heard me! I'm an Alien." She puffed out her chest a bit sounding proud. I think she was trying to dull the gloomy atmosphere that lingered between us. I was partly to blame for that.

"Seriously Fang? I mean really?" Fang put her face closer to mine, cupping her hand to the side of her mouth as she whispered.

"Oh and I'm a Spy." She pulled back with that ever glowing smirk on her face.

"And? As in both?" She nodded… still with that grimace on her face. I slapped my hand to my forehead and let out a dissatisfied sigh.

"So you're saying your an Alien/Spy? You really expect me to believe that? I mean it would explain a lot, you are kind of out there, plus you do run off all the time. But come on don't you think that's a little far-fetched, even for you?"

"Heh, you saw through that didn't ya?" I nodded and crossed my arms.

"Anyone would. What's wrong with you? Making silly jokes at a time like this, I swear you can be very immature. It wasn't funny you know."

"Oh come, come now. I know I could have reeled you in if I made it sound more believable! But seriously you know who I' am already Light. You've always known." She placed her hands on her hips, sounding so sure of herself as usual.

"That is an understatement. I barely know you Fang, I only know what you tell me. And I'm sure half of it isn't even true." All of a sudden Fang placed her hands on either side of my face, drawing me in closer to her. We stared deeply into each other's eyes at that moment and a tingling sensation ran through my body.

"You know me… look at me. You know who I' am…" Fang said it so seriously, as if those few words were enough to trigger something. I didn't know Fang not really, I knew her as a person but nothing more. I knew she was strong and a great fighter but her personality was off-putting. There were so many sides to her that I didn't know which one was the real her. But deep down I could feel that Fang cared about me greatly… maybe she even felt the same way I did about her.

All at once before I even got a chance to answer her back, she kissed me. She pressed her lips against mine gently. This time I didn't try to pull away from it I closed my eyes and kissed her back. It was warm and passionate unlike the previous one, I remembered how delicate her lips were the instant they touched mine. Once again I had succumb to Fang's will, not by her boastfulness or unrelenting; sometimes forceful jokes, but by a simple kiss.
It wasn't so simple to me though I wanted to be the only one to know this kind of kiss from Fang. I was probably being selfish or perhaps even jealous, but I could never tell her that. I would be too ashamed of myself. When Fang pulled away from me I gazed into her eyes again. Her eyes glistened and looked so bright, and it was mesmerizing. It almost made me forget why I was ever angry with her… almost.

"Fang… I…" I cleared my throat before speaking again.

"Why did you do that? You can't keep kissing me just to shut me up!"

"I wasn't trying to shut you up. I know you liked it too, did you?" I pushed her away from me. I wanted to get mad at her again but I couldn't be. Instead I was the one acting immature. I began to pout as looked away from her.

"Shut up! Stop changing the subject." I heard Fang sighing in disappointment. I know I ruined the moment but it wasn't the time for that. Besides I couldn't let her know that I felt this way about her, at least not yet. I don't even know why I have these intense feelings for her I don't even know when it started. It's a bother falling for someone who's childish and really gets on my nerves!

"Okay, okay. Listen how about this instead… I will meet you later but meet me at the beach this time. Alright?"

"Why the change of place?"

"Does it matter? As long as I meet you it shouldn't matter where it is." That's suspicious. I wonder why she asked me to meet her in a different place. It doesn't matter anyway, I'll just have to trust her. Blindly trust her it seems like.

"Fine, whatever." I grumbled. I didn't have a choice in the matter.

"Great! So it's a date. I'll see you there." Fang said cheerfully. I didn't get how one person could be in a good mood almost all the time. I could only guess from what she's told me so far that she's had a rough life, but I guess instead of being upset or angry over it she developed this sense of humor and bliss to get through it.

"Wait Fang. There was still one thing I wanted to ask you. Well actually there was something I wanted to tell you." She titled her head to the side and stared at me stared confusingly. I took in a breath and began relaying that bizarre dream I've had to her. I told her every single thing, every detail all the way down to the moment I would wake up. That instant before I woke up more importantly, where in the dream I attacked her with my blade and cut her.

"A scar? What scar?"

"The one on your right side. Funny how you have a similar scar on that side when in the dream, it's always on your left. I've had that dream ever since the day we met."

Fang seemed aloof as I was trying to talk to her. Instead she started feeling around on her right side, I guess she was feeling around for the scar. It was odd that she was doing that, almost like she didn't know it was there. I watched her closely as she carefully traced around the scar with her fingertips. I could tell what she was doing by the she moved her arm, even though her ride side was hidden from view, with that part of her clothing draped over it. She stopped then and I saw the way her face strained it was kind of nerve-racking, it made me think something were seriously wrong.

"Fang? Is—is something wrong?" I choked on my words a bit my mouth felt dry suddenly. Maybe I was feeling nervous… that facial expression on Fang was somewhat disturbing. Presumably it had something to do with that scar. Most likely it had something to do with Fang's past, something that was rather unpleasant, and unknown to me.

"Yeah… I mean no. Everything's fine Light." She smiled at me and then removed her hand. She quickly changed the subject again, I figured she didn't want to dwell on that any longer.

"So listen don't worry about it. It's just an old battle wound."

"A battle wound?"

"Yeah… we can talk about it later. Meet me at the beach, around noon that should be fine. I'll wait for you, don't you dare stand me up." She winked at me as she said that. Fang didn't have to worry about me not showing up I was more worried about her not showing. But I agreed… again. I let her sway me all the time so easily and I don't get why I do this to myself. Why do I put up with her? She's nothing but trouble.

After a few more awkward exchanges of words, Fang took her leave. I would try to stop her again but it seemed pointless. There was no reason for her to stay anymore and say she would say, she's just "fine". She kept saying she was fine so many times before she left that it didn't even sound like a real word anymore. I hated myself for being so compliant to her every whim but my hands were tied. I could just walk away and not worry about it anymore or I could keep moving forward with her.
I starting thinking if it even mattered to push her to tell me her secrets, since she was always so tight-lipped about everything. I was insistent to know everything about her, especially the parts where she seemed to know so much about me. It was probably my pride or that my ego might be bruised. Either way I was forced wait, so I waited for a couple of long exhausting hours before coming to a conclusion. If Fang wasn't going home, which I'm pretty sure she wasn't, then I could take the opportunity to snoop around her home. Maybe it was a dumb idea, I had lowered myself to that of a common criminal. Still I went through with it I went to Fang's house.

I left my house and went to Fang's, crossing over that iconic bridge. Every time I crossed it I got this weird feeling that it means more to me than just some planks of wood and steel. It wasn't even the fact that I was trying to jump from it… honestly I don't even think I wanted to jump. I don't know what I was thinking that day but I'm grateful that Fang was around that then. She really did save my life to a certain extent. I brushed off that feeling once I got over to the other side. I got to Fang's home after a few minuets, I didn't just go ahead on breaking and entering. No, I wasn't going to really do that however I still wanted to get in.

I scoped the area to make sure it was clear. I even circled around the house a few times before I decided on anything. (Okay, first I should knock to make sure anyone isn't in there) That was the most rational thought I had since thinking of breaking into her home. I finally went to knock on the door… no answer. I pressed my ear against the door, it sounded really quiet. I figured no one was home, so I went into my vest pocket and pulled out my lock picking set.
I still couldn't believe I was about to do something so immoral. I placed the picks in the keyhole but before I had the chance to feel around to open it, I heard the door unlocking from the inside. I quickly placed my tools back into my pocket just as the door was opening.

"Li-Lightning?!" It was Serah! She was taken aback by seeing me there, I'm still dumbfounded about how I talked myself into coming here and trying to do a stupid thing; like breaking into the house. But what was my sister doing here? Is this where she ran off to? I didn't expect her, of all people to be at Fang's house.

"Serah? Wh-what are you doing here?" Her face softened when I asked her that. She even turned away from me, I initially thought that she and Fang were… but I knew that couldn't be true. Suddenly, calling out from behind Serah, was very cheerful and preppy sounding voice.

It sounded kind of sweet as well, innocent I would describe it more as. That voice sounded familiar to me even though I was sure I never heard it before. Soon I was able to see a face that went along with that voice. It was a girl, with orange hair, fair skin, she worn a pink top and a funny looking puffy skirt.
She hung herself all over my sister. It kind of bothered me, well it irritated me more than anything. I don't know why, maybe I was having a complex. Most likely due to the fact that I was always looking out for Serah and that I had to practically raise her.

The other girl was able to release herself from my sister, Serah looked kind of embarrassed she was even blushing a little. It made me curious about what their relationship was. This girl… it had to be Vanille. I wonder if this is the friend that Serah kept talking about. Vanille looked at me all dewy-eyed and smiled brightly. It reminded me of Fang's smile, it would only make sense since they live together, and their personalities probably coincide.

"Hey Light! It's nice to see you again!" My eyes winded and I felt that I had to catch my breath. (What… what did that girl just say?)

To be continued...