(A/N) I bet no one reads these. I could probably say about anything and no one would know or care...Oh well, I still feel as if I must write them. It's come to my attention that there were some tense issues in the last chapter. Sorry abou that. I wanted it to seem personal, so I wrote it in first person and went back to change all of the 'I's to 'he's and 'Fang's. Anyway, I'm sorry if they bothered you. I KINDA know what I want to do, but in the long run I'm kinda stuck. If you have any ideas feel free to Review or PM me.

Disclaimer: Do I still have to write these? Have you already skipped to the story without reading anything in the bold? Oh well....Disclaimer. I don't own MR, if I did you would know it :)

Fang POV

"Fang?" A soft voice asked. Fang only half-opened his eyes. He was pretty sure his ability didn't work when he was asleep, and he definitely didn't want it to be working right now. He shut his eyes quickly, maybe she would go away if he ignored her. "Please Fang, don't shut me out."

Fang couldn't help it. His heart did a flip-flop. Max sounded so lost, and he knew it was his fault. He could hardly stand it. He clenched his eyes for another moment, but he knew that it wasn't within his abilities not to answer her. He resisted a sigh and sat up slowly. Max was standing over him.

"What?" Fang was never much for talking, especially now. He knew the shorter he could keep the conversation, the less chance he had of accidentally using his new power.

"Listen. I know it's difficult for you to have people know your emotions, but you can't just keep avoiding us and shutting us out. Honestly, Fang, we're your family." Max seemed to be having trouble finding the right words. Fang felt a twinge of guilt. He knew that he wasn't being fair to his family. It wasn't their fault.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He lied anyway. "I'm not acting any differently."

"Fang!" Max snapped, still looming over him. "Come one. Really? I can feel your guilt. You know I'm right." In Fang's eyes Max was almost always right, but she didn't have to know that. A slight blush began to creep up Max's cheeks.

Now she does! Great, just great! Fang gritted his teeth in frustration. He couldn't stand it. Now they could all practically read his mind! "Go away." Fang's voice sounded desperate even in his own ears.

"No! Fang, that's what I'm talking about! You can't keep shutting us out! Especially me!" Her face turned red for a moment. Then she explained in a soft, and rather hurt-sounding voice, "I thought we were best friends..." She trailed off and glanced into Fang's eyes for a moment. "I guess you only trust me so much." Her eyes filled with what could have been tears for a moment, but Fang decided that they weren't. Max wouldn't cry over him.

Her words cut him deeply though. He blinked his eyes in shock. He'd hurt Max. He was supposed to be her best friend. How could she not know that he trusted her with his life? He just didn't want her to know how weak he really was. He didn't want her to know how much she meant to him. If she knew, she might reject him, and Fang wasn't sure if he could handle that.

"What are you so scared of Fang?" Max looked alarmed suddenly. Fang simply shook his head.

"Please, just go." Max stepped back as if she'd been slapped, and Fang felt like he was ordering her to rip out his heart.

"Fang." She whispered, hurt and concern taking control of her voice. "Please, please just talk to me." A tear slid down her face and dripped onto his knee. "Please."

Fang felt as if he'd been punched in the emotional gut. Max was crying! Max was crying because of him. He'd made Max cry. The thought was on repeat. Everything was his fault. He just couldn't talk. She couldn't know. He took a deep breath, he knew she would be able to feel how hard this was for him.

"I'm sorry, Max. I just...can't." Fang's voice broke on the last word. He would not cry. Everyone thought he was the emotional rock. He was just good at hiding the emotions on his face. In fact, he was probably more emotional than everyone in the flock. He just knew how to slip away when he needed to release them. No one in the flock had seen him cry, and he planned to keep it that way.

"Fine." Max's voice was barely a whisper. She turned on her heal and stalked away. As she turned, she didn't see one tear slide down Fang's left cheek.

SORRY!!! I KNOW that everyone is OOC, but Fang's gift is making them all whacky! I'm sorry! Don't hurt me!!!

Also, PLEASE REVIEW!!! When I first started writing it, I didn't really care about reviews...and now I'm like addicted. You other FanFic Writers know what I mean. They make you feel warm and fuzzy, and sometimes...they make you want to write faster *hint hint* :D

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