So far, so good, Fang thought as they went back to the hotel to go swimming. He took her out to lunch and they walked hand in hand through the city, not caring that there were people taking pictures of them. Fang just tightened his grip on Max's hand as if her was afraid she would slip away from him. Max seemed to be enjoying herself; she was laughing and having the time of her life; of course, she was always happy when she was near Fang. He made her happy, that's all that mattered.

When they got back to the hotel pool, they found Carter, James, and Jason sitting down on pool chairs looking anxious about something. Fang knew they were just waiting to see Max in a bikini, so he pulled Max in the opposite direction of where they were and towards the empty pool chairs under the sun. Max laid herself down on one chair while Fang sat in the chair next to her. Max took her shirt off to reveal her black bikini top Fang chose for her. It was a bit small and barely covered anything, but covered enough. She stood up and puled her hair up into a messy bun. While she was doing this, Fang glanced around the pool to see people looking at her and taking pictures; most of them were boys.

Fangs jaw tightened in watchfulness as he eyed more and more boys looking at her. "Hey, you ok?" Fang leaned his head back to see Max on both knees looking down at him, running her fingers through his hair. He smiled at her and completely forgot about the people drooling over her. "Yeah, why?"

"You look like you're about to kill someone." Max said with a smile. Damn it. She caught me. "I…I just…" Fang was at loss for words trying to explain himself, but Max still smiled and rolled her eyes at him. She went back to her chair and lied down on her stomach; Fang did the same. His fingers swept the pavement until he found Max's fingers and laced his with hers.

Max tilted her head to the right so she could see Fang better. His long black hair covering most of his face, his similar dark eyes staring right at her in wonder and awe, and his olive skin glowing against the sunlight. The muscles in his arms are clearly defined as perfection whenever he moves them around. Their chairs were close together enough that Fang could lean his head towards Max's and their foreheads were touching. They were about to kiss each other when something was climbing on Max's back. Fang leaned back to see what it was and started laughing.

Angel was struggling to climb Max's chair and get on her back; she had to support herself by putting her feet on her on her back and then lifting herself on. When she finally reached the top, she lied down on her stomach and put her head between Max's neck. "Your back is really warm Max." Angel said as she stretched. Max shook her head and Fang's laughter died down when he saw his mom standing near Carter, Jason, and James. She was talking to them, but what about? He peeled his eyes away from his mother and landed back on Max, who flipped herself over so she could pay with Angel.

Somewhere in between staring hopelessly at Max and wondering why his cousins haven't attacked Max yet, his mom tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey. When you have a minute, I need to talk to you." Then she walked back inside the hotel. Fang gave out a sigh, and stood up.

"Where you going?" Angel asked. Max turned her head and saw that he was leaving.

"I'll be back. Mom wants to talk to me."

"FANG'S IN TROUBLE! FANG'S IN TROUBLE!" Angel started chanting. Fang rolled his eyes and kissed Max's head before heading towards his mother.


"Is there something you want?" Fang asked. His mother was pacing back and forth with her hands together. She looked nervous about something. She took a few deep breaths before answering.

"This is never an easy topic to talk about."

"…And that topic would be…?" Fang asked.

"You…and Max…are getting…closer to each other…right?" She sounded nervous.

Oh fuck. Not the talk

"Mom, you know-"

"I know, I know. You covered it all in health, but just listen-"

"Oh god MOM!"

"I know I've interrupted you guys a few times while you were, getting it on-"

"Mom…please stop. It's ok, I know what you mean." Fang's face wouldn't be any more red and full of embarrassment.

"I just want you to be careful ok? It's hard seeing my boy all grown up and spending time with his girlfriend…" She broke off and hugged Fang with all her might. Fang was in utter shock and confusion about what his mother was talking about. All her could do was awkwardly hug her back. She finally let him go and gave him a few last words about the topic and Fang left with a disturbed feeling.


"All right everyone, lets start picking teams." Fang's elder uncle was standing in the middle of the baseball field with some other older guy next to him with a piece of paper; apparently, these two brother always chose the teams. Max was standing next to Fang and on her other side was James and Carter. Fang was shifting from foot to foot, looking nervous. Max took his hand and he jumped a bit.

"Are you ok?" She sounded worried. He didn't want her to be worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just something my mom said." Thankfully, she didn't question it; she just shook her head and looked back to the two arguing bothers. Fang just couldn't get what his mom was saying out of his head. He did love Max, but he hasn't told her yet. Could this be his chance to finally tell her how he felt? He already got her Christmas present ready; maybe he should add one more thing.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Max's voice brought him back to reality. He didn't realize that he was staring at her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her head. She wrapped her warm around his waist and leaned into him.

"Okay everyone listen up." One of the uncles shouted. "We're going to pick teams now. I got dibs on first pick. Dale." A 20 some year old man walked up and patted the uncle on the back.

"Carter."

"Adam."

"James."

"John."

"Jason."

"Agh, you picked all the good baseball players you bastard." The brother said to the other as he triumphantly smiled. "Ugh. I'll take little Angel." Angel beamed and skipped over to her uncle.

"They pick a seven year old over me." Fang mumbled to himself and Max rubbed his arm in reassurance.

"Uuhh, let's see…I'll take Fang's pretty girlfriend." Fang threw his hands up in disbelief as Max went over to the uncle, whose name was Lee, and hugged him. "I stole Fang's girlfriend everyone!" Everyone burst out laughing except for Fang, who just stuck his tongue out at Lee. He also didn't like the fact that she was on the same team with his eye-gazing hormonal cousins. All Fang could hope for was that he was on her team as well.

"Hehehe, you pick Max then I get Fang." The other uncle said. God damn it. He slowly walked over to the other team and was attacked by Angel in a massive hug. His team wasn't that bad, they had some pretty good sport players on his side, but then again, the other team was made of athletic people. All he could do was hope they win. He caught Max's eye and she winked at him as she threw a baseball in Carters direction. He cached it, taking a few steps back form the force and speed of the ball.

We'll loose. I can already tell.

Three days 'till Christmas, Fang could only hope it would come faster.