A/N: So I don't think this chapter is gonna be very good. I don't think it'll quite follow what I had planned either, but, hey, that's writing for ya.

Disclaimer: I do not own GX.


Chapter 11:

Alexis stood near the doorway of the classroom, nervously peering in. Chazz was already inside, sitting at his desk and looking bored. She blushed and took a deep breath, uncertain as to why she was suddenly so loath to talk to him. Perhaps it was because of Zane. No, that couldn't be it. She was just unsure of what to say to him. And she didn't know why.

There were, of course, other reasons why she didn't want to face him. After the way Zane had treated her, she was afraid to communicate with any guy, much less one that she'd been so intimate with. What if he turned on her? What if he raped her? Well, this was ridiculous since all he would have to do was ask and she would allow it. Maybe she was just worried he'd abuse his privilege and her affections.

Not to mention she did not want to tell him about the man. He had continued to show up outside her window every night around the same time. He never said anything or did anything; he only stood there and watched her. She had begun to suspect that he might be a student playing a trick on her…or he was a pervert. She shuddered at this thought. She didn't like to admit it, but the more she thought about him and the more he showed up, the more fearful she became.

In fact, she'd lost quite a bit of sleep over it. She really just wished she could move in with someone. However, Jasmine and Mindy were of little help. And Zane was the one causing the trouble. Not to mention that Jaden and her were still on awkward terms. And somehow, she couldn't bring herself to ask Chazz. Which brought her back to her first problem of not being able to communicate with him. Her head spun in confusion.

Finally, she timidly stepped inside, doing her best to avoid eye contact. She put her things down and started to walk out, hoping he wouldn't thwart her attempt.

"Hey, Lex, where are you going?"

She froze and looked up at him. "Um…"

He raised an eyebrow, then smirked. "Come up here and talk to me."

She shifted uncomfortably. "I don't know…I don't think I can…"

"What else do you have to do?"

"Um…"

"That's what I thought. Now come here."

Finally, she relented and sat next to him, feeling awkward and self-conscious. Yet, though she felt that way, she was also happy that he wanted to talk to her. She was awfully confused.

He stretched an arm over her shoulders. "So, how's it going? Feel any better?"

She just nodded. "It's been a couple of days. I'm all right now."

"Have you seen…"

"No, actually, I haven't. I think he left for awhile. I don't know where he went, though."

"Maybe he got scared and ran away." Chazz smirked.

Alexis sighed and rolled her eyes. "No, I don't think so. It doesn't really matter, though; I'm just glad he's gone."

"Me too." Chazz leaned over and brushed his lips to her cheek.

"Chazz…"

He only smiled and wrapped his arms tightly around her thin waist. She melted against him and closed her eyes as he began to kiss her neck over and over again.

"Lex, you've seemed like you feel awkward around me today. What's wrong? Did I do something?"

"What makes you think I feel like that?" she asked nervously.

"You usually talk to me or something. And I can see it in your eyes."

She blushed and looked away. "I-I don't know. I just feel kind of…off today." However, deep inside, she knew this wasn't the case. As much as she hated to admit it, her feelings for the raven-haired boy were changing--they were intensifying. And she didn't like it. In the meantime, though, she'd content herself with showering him with affection and pretending that it was only because she craved his love and attention.

Thinking more on the subject, she figured that she might as well try to develop a stronger emotional bond with him. After all, she could tell him anything, couldn't she? Besides, the whole business with Zane and the stranger was really starting to bother her. She just wanted to talk to him and be comforted by his presence and his words.

Opening her eyes, she looked up at him. "Chazz, can we go somewhere more…private?"

He looked confused. "Why?"

"I just want to be alone with you. I don't want anyone to walk in on us and hear us talking or anything."

"So you have something to say to me now?"

She nodded, and took his hand. "Come on."

He stood up and let her lead him to the janitor's closet. She quietly slipped inside, pulling him with her, then shut the door.

"Well?"

She bit her lip. "There's something that's been bothering me."

"What? Did something happen?" She saw his concerned expression, even in the darkness of the closet.

"It's just that…" She paused. Could she really tell him? But, if she kept her fear bottled up any longer she thought she'd explode. "I--there's been this person who I think is spying on me…"

"Who? Atticus? Slacker?" He looked disgusted.

"No, I don't think it'd be Jaden. And Atticus…it just couldn't be him, although that is something he would do."

"So…"

"So I think…well, I'm paranoid, I mean. It worries me. I'm afraid of him."
Chazz bristled. "When does he spy on you? When you're getting dressed? When you're showering? Tell me what he looks like and I'll beat the crap out of him!"

"It's not that easy," she sighed, beginning to relax seeing that he was truly worried. "I mean, I don't really know what he looks like because he was in the shadows. I can't describe him."

He was strangely quiet for a moment. She continued to stare at the floor. Neither spoke for a long time. Finally:

"You don't trust me, do you?" Chazz asked softly.

She said nothing in response.

"Alexis…what's wrong? What have I done to blow your trust? If you could just tell me, maybe we can clear things up--"

She threw her arms around his neck. "But, Chazz, I do trust you! It's not like I have any reason not to. Well, I might be paranoid about you sometimes, but you've proven yourself to me. Despite the way you act towards everyone else, you're so kind to me it doesn't matter. Please, don't bother with it. I just wanted to tell you. And--" She quickly cut herself off before she could tell him how she felt about him.

He cocked his head a bit, looking at her with curious eyes. His expression melted her heart. How she wanted to tell him! She bit her lip and decided to show him instead. The words just wouldn't come out.

Slowly, she pulled away and took his hands in hers, all the while looking right into his eyes. She leaned back against the wall and pulled him closer, and placed his palms on her breasts. Red crept into his cheeks as she pressed his hands closer, yet she never tore her gaze from his.

"I trust you," was all she whispered, hoping he would take the hint.

He simply nodded as his fingers undid her jacket, as though on automatic. His onyx eyes widened as her cleavage was revealed to him slowly. A slight blush graced her cheeks, for she was embarrassed to have not put anything on underneath her jacket.

"What the--"

"Shhh." She placed a finger to his lips.

"Were you planning this?"

"No," she answered honestly, "I just didn't want to wear anything under it. My bra felt too tight and my boobs were kind of sore…"

"Then why do you want me messing with them?"

"Maybe you can make them feel better?" she looked up at him with genuine affection in her eyes.

"What made it--"

"Zane." She murmured, "Remember? I'm still hurting a bit from that last encounter."

He looked at her with tender, adoring eyes as he took her face in the palm of his hand. "You poor thing. I'll make it better."

She smiled a bit as he began to softly massage her breasts. His finger traced her nipples, then went in between her breasts down to her navel. He dipped his finger in and traced the outline before going back up. She blushed deeper as he leaned down and touched his lips to her nipples, then licked them gently.

"You're naughty." She muttered, entangling her fingers in his thick ebony hair.

He smirked, burying his mouth in her neck, then biting down on it. She gave a very soft, almost inaudible moan. Taking care to be gentle, he brushed his fingers across her skin, causing it to tingle in a most pleasing manner. She involuntarily reached out and seized his belt. Even when she realized it, she didn't stop. Slowly, she undid the buckle and unbuttoned his pants.

"What are you planning on doing?" he asked.

She blushed. "Nothing…I'm just gonna…"

"Gonna what?" His smirk grew bigger.

She failed to respond.

He thus took it on himself to ease her discomfort. Much to her surprise, he pushed her closer to the wall and pressed his hips to hers. She smiled a little, though nervous, and let him push up against her. Blushing deeper, she realized she could feel his erection.

"Chazz…"

"I'm not gonna do anything more, I promise." He cradled her breasts in his hands. "Ok? Do you trust me?"

She swallowed hard, but nodded.

"Good." He smirked wider as he pushed harder against her.

She gave a tiny gasp, and clutched his shoulders. His hands grasped her breasts tighter, leaving small, light red marks. Even though she winced a bit when he did this, she said nothing. It felt good in a sense. She sank lower, and pressed her own body to his.

"I want to make love to you," she gasped.

"I can tell." He murmured, kissing the tip of her ear. "I want to make love to you, too."

"But…we can't…not…now." She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her chest, and she found it difficult to breathe.

"I know." He leaned over, and licked her lips.

Still breathing heavily, she parted her lips, inviting him to French kiss her. He leaned down and melted his mouth into hers, sliding his tongue sensually over hers. She found her hands moving down his body and towards the zipper of his pants. Blushing, she began to touch him, hoping to pleasure him somewhat. He moaned softly against her tongue as she played with his length.

Smirking, she pulled away, still tasting chocolate and mint on her tongue. "You're so big."

He blushed even redder. "Don't say that…"

She nuzzled the crook of his neck. "It's true."

He shrugged it off and tentatively leaned down, taking one of her breasts gently in his mouth. She arched her back against the wall, letting him slightly suck on it. Seeing how sexual he was becoming, and in such little time, she grew a little frightened. Even though she'd told him it was all right, and even though she was returning the gestures, it still bothered her. She decided to test him to see if his affections were really from love, or from lust.

"Please, Chazz, if you love me, stop tormenting me and take me."

"But you just said…"

"I can't stand it."

"We can't make love in the janitor's closet!"

"Well…" she finally agreed, "that is kind of disgusting."

"I'll give you some love later, I promise." He touched his finger to the tip of her nose.

She stared into his eyes, awestruck. To think, she had just offered him sex and he'd turned it down! Perhaps he really was as much as a gentleman as he liked to believe. After all, he was willing to put his own desires aside in order to be romantic and private about it. She felt relieved, seeing that he'd passed the test.

"Congrats, Chazz."

He looked suspicious. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you passed the test."

"That was a test?"

"Yeah, and I guess you really do love me."

He almost fell over. "You just now figured that out? You needed a test for that? Haven't I already proved that?"

"I got a little skeptical seeing how sexual you were getting. I had to make sure. I told you I felt that way sometimes." She kissed his cheek. "But I will admit, you have proven yourself before. You just scared me, that's all."

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her mouth again, causing her to shiver. "It's Ok, I understand."

Just as he was running his hands on the insides of her thighs, and she was wrapping one leg around his hip, they heard the door being opened.

"Oh, hell, not again!" Chazz hurriedly buttoned her jacket up and shoved her behind a large box. He quickly turned around and acted like was reaching for a box high atop a shelf.

"Chazz?" Jaden looked puzzled, "What are you doing in here?"

"Ummmmm…don't you have eyes? I'm getting this box of…cleaner for…Dr. Crowler." He growled.

Jaden looked unconvinced for a moment, causing Chazz to break into a nervous sweat. Then: "Oh, Ok!"

Chazz breathed a sigh of relief as Jaden started to walk out.

"Oh, and Chazz?"

"Yeah?"

"Your pants are unzipped. Might want to fix that."

Chazz laughed nervously and zipped them up. "Uh…thanks…slacker."

Jaden closed the door.

"That was a close one." Chazz sighed, pulling Alexis out of her hiding spot.

"Yeah," Alexis agreed.

"We'd better head to class."

"Yeah."

They stood in silence for a moment. Then, looked at each other and threw their arms around each other, once more engaging in a passionate kiss.

"We've got to stop," he gasped, his hands searching her body again.

"I know, but I don't want to!"

"Come on. Let's get out of here before we lose control."

They hurriedly exited the closet.

"You go on, Chazz, I'll catch up with you later. I have to go to my locker." Alexis then told him, realizing she'd forgotten her books.

"Ok." He agreed.

Alexis walked down the hall. Chazz watched her with fascination, as though she were an angel. Then, he turned and made his way down the hall in the opposite direction. However, just as he was about to enter the classroom, he got a nasty surprise.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Chazz Princeton, Duel Academy's next playboy."

He whirled around to see Katiann standing with her arms crossed, leaning against the wall and smirking.

"What do you mean? I'm not a playboy!"

"Oh, really? So you're going to deny that you've been sleeping around with Alexis Rhodes?"

Smirking more, she held up a camera. Leaning closer, he gasped, realizing that the picture had been taken only moments earlier when they'd been in the closet.

"How'd you…"

"I have my ways." She told him, stepping closer. "So, Chazzy, there's only one thing you can do to prevent Alexis from being labeled a slut."

"I won't do anything you tell me," he said bitterly, narrowing his eyes.

"Well, still," she looked annoyed, "If you don't want your sweet, innocent lover to be labeled as a whore, then you'd better listen to me. I want you to be my boyfriend and sleep with me. Otherwise, everyone will know about this. I'll call her parents. I'll call your parents. And your lives will be ruined."

He glowered at her. Now, perhaps Jaden, in a dimwitted moment, would've given in, but there was no way he'd let a girl like Katiann tell him what to do. His only reaction to her comment was absolute calm. He further appalled her by snatching her camera out of her hand, and flinging it out the window.

"It's not happening." Was all he said as he walked away, leaving her to stand there and sputter.

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Zane stood at the dock, watching and waiting. A dark figure approached him, causing him to turn to greet him.

"You're late." He growled.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Truesdale, I got delayed. Now, I suppose we can get right down to business."

"As you like." Zane turned his head, looking indignant.

"Mr. Truesdale, we don't have much longer. You have to get rid of them. They're a threat to my career, my business, and my daughter."

"What does your daughter have to do with this?"

A slow smirk spread across the man's face. "She's the one that's been trying to prompt Alexis to seek me out. She was succeeding in causing Alexis to lose some hope and deepen her depression, however, the plan did not go as originally thought. That Princeton kid got in the way."

Zane ignored the man, acting as though he hadn't heard a word he'd said.

"Excuse me, but are you listening?"

"Be quiet, I'm thinking."

"But--"

"I said, silence!" Zane turned and glared with such intensity, the man stepped back. "Now, tell me; why would she be a threat?"

"I already told you, if she finds out that I was the one who transformed you into your glorious state, she'd shut down my business forever. I can't lose that money."

Zane snorted. "I don't have time to mess with you. Why should I listen to you? What's in it for me?"

"All the victory you could imagine. If you just stick with me--"

"I don't want to hear it!" Zane barked, then dropping his voice to a growl again, "You're on your own. I want no part of this. I see no possible way that this can benefit me. After all, I still wish for my integrity to remain intact. I refuse to tarnish my dignity by cheating!"

Huffing indignantly, he started to brush past the man.

"But, Mr. Truesdale…"

Zane turned, his teal eyes flashing coldly. "I work for no one. And I won't do your bidding. The only reason I have left to kill her is because she betrayed me! And the only reason I ever joined up with you in the first place was because I knew she'd abandoned me for Jaden. I had hoped that you could help me be the type of duelist she'd admire. Of course, that hardly worked. However, you showed me something far more valuable--I don't need others to make me great. I can use my own power to cause other people the pain I feel. I never needed you; I was simply using you to get a head start."

"But--"

"Silence, you fool, lest I decide to murder you as well. Now, I suggest you take your wretchedness out of my sight before I decide I've had enough of you."

"Mr. Truesdale, please--"

"I have no more need of you. Good evening, Mr. Shroud."

He stormed off, his black trench coat flying back as he strode angrily down the path.

Mr. Shroud frowned at Zane's back. "I won't give up my cause. I will finish her off. She's a threat to me now. Well, you know what they say. If they won't join you," he paused before loading a pistol, "kill them."

He disappeared into the night.

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Alexis stood outside Jaden's door, feeling apprehensive. Finally, raising a trembling hand, she knocked, hoping that Syrus and Chumley would not be there. After a moment, the door came open.

"Yeah?" Jaden yawned, looking sleepy.

Alexis smiled a bit, not being able to contain her amusement seeing him in a navy Pac-man shirt and bright blue Bubbleman sweatpants.

"Alexis? What are you doing here?" He asked sleepily.

"Jaden, are Chumley or Syrus here?"

"No."

"Good. Can I come in? I want to ask you something."

"Um….Ok…"

He stepped aside, letting her come into the room. She sat on his bed and looked up at him fearfully. Seeing her expression, he snapped out of his half-asleep state.

"What's wrong?"

Alexis took a deep breath. "Well, you see, I'm kind of afraid to live by myself now. I was just wondering if I could stay with you, just for tonight, so I can figure things out."

"Why me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why not Chazz? I mean, you and him have been kind of close…"

"Oh, um, I just…" She didn't want to tell him that she was upset and confused over her feelings for Chazz; however, he seemed to want an explanation. She sighed heavily, knowing she'd have to try to tell him why. How could she, though, when she didn't understand it herself? Sure, she'd felt comfortable with him for awhile, but then her feelings had rapidly changed on her yet again. She feared she'd never understand.

Jaden sat next to her, causing the bed springs to creak. She blushed as he sat closer to her.

"It's just what?"

"I-I can't go to Chazz. I-I feel too weird about him…because…I don't know why! But when I get talking to him, I relax. But when I'm thinking about him, I get anxious. I just can't go to him! I'm too scared. And I don't know what this feeling is. I've never felt so weak."

"I can't exactly help you." Jaden laughed, "I don't know what's going on either. Sorry. But if I could help, I would."

She smiled a bit. "I know you would, Jay."

"And, yeah, of course you can stay with me tonight. You can sleep in Sy or Chumley's bunk--"

She made a face. "No thanks. I don't trust Chumley's, and I don't really want to sleep in Syrus' either. I don't know why, I just feel weird about that too. I guess it's because I'm not exactly close to them. Say, where are they anyway?"

Jaden smiled. "I think they went to some sort of Dark Magician Girl event on mainland. I don't really remember the details."

"Why didn't you go?"

"I had other things to do. Besides, you needed me, right? I guess I just had a hunch that someone would need me."

"Doesn't someone always?"

"I guess. Wait, if you don't want to sleep in their bunks, where do you want to sleep?" He blinked, clueless.

She laughed softly, then blushed, feeling guilty. "With you."

Color flushed his cheeks as well. "You want to sleep with me? As in, with me in my bed? As in, next to me in my bed?"

She nodded, looking away. "I don't mean anything bad by it, Ok? I just feel really insecure and really worried. Nothing's calming me. And I can't get Chazz out of my head."

"Um, how does sleeping with me solve any of that?"

"Well, I honestly have no clue. I guess you'd just comfort me."

"Wouldn't you want to be with Chazz? Wouldn't that help?"

"I don't know, Jay. I just want to sleep with you. You're comforting."

He sighed. "Ok, ok, you can sleep with me."

"Thanks, Jay."

He only laughed nervously. She smiled and blushed as she crawled into bed next to him. Feeling safer, she snuggled against his arm and started to go to sleep.

Much to her surprise, he rolled over on his side and took her into his arms. Nevertheless, she slipped her own arms around him and lay close enough to feel his heartbeat. Blushing, she realized she'd never gotten this close to anyone other than Chazz.

"Lex?"

"Yes?"

"What do you mean to tell me by this? You wanted to sleep with me."

She bit her lip. "I don't mean--"

"Yes, you do, and you know it. What do you mean by it?"

She swallowed hard.

"Do you still like me? I know you told me otherwise, but…"

"Ok, Ok, it's true. I still like you. A lot. But who wouldn't? And I'm telling the truth! I really was scared!"

"Um, Ok. Well, Goodnight then."

"Um, goodnight."

They fell silent, and soon were resting peacefully in each others' arms.

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Meanwhile, across the campus, Mr. Shroud stood outside Alexis' window, muttering to himself about Zane.

"Mr. Truesdale thinks he can dump me that easily. Well, he's wrong. If that's the way he wants to play…I'll show him. I'll show them all."

He squinted and saw what seemed to be someone in her room. There was eerie silence for several minutes as he watched. Then, he smirked.

"I guess I'm in luck after all."

The only sound that could be heard was the loading of a pistol. Several seconds later, gunshots ripped through the silence of the night.

"One down," he smirked, watching a figure fall, "and two to go."


A/N: O.O Wow. I didn't see that coming. Well, hope you liked! XDDDD Cliffhanger!

Next time: Who did Mr. Shroud shoot? And what will Zane do now that he's rid of Mr. Shroud? Also, Chazz finds out about Alexis' night with Jaden. Will she be forced to tell him exactly why she did what she did?