Hahaha! Sorry I was feeling very evil, so now I will do the actual thing. Hehehe

Claire nodded, accepting his hand in hers.

Michael smiled nervously and wrapped his arm around her shoulder and led her out of the house. Shane was sitting at the top of the stairs, dressed in all black. He took a deep breath, and started following. Okay, he thought, make sure they don't spot you, moron.

Claire got into the car and put on her seatbelt. Butterflies fluttered in her stomache. Michael got into the driver side and started the engine. "So, what would you like to do?" he asked, remembering the movies was closed today. She blinked and looked at him. "Uh, I... have no idea."

Michael looked nervous also. "Well, how about we go to a restaurant? Say..." he trailed off, thinking. Claire thought also. "Lilliana's Italian?" they both said at the same time. Claire blushed and looked away. "Sounds like an agreement." Michael said amused, pulling out of the driveway.

"I guess it is," Claire agreed. Shane saw the car leave and waited until they were a block away before jogging after it. Earlier, he planted Eve's phone in the car and placed his against his ear as he listened to the whole thing. Eve was in on his plan, but it was still hard of her to give him her phone.

He listened in silence. "So, how's your music coming a long? Any new songs?" Claire asked. Shane prayed to the nonexistant god for Michael to say none were of her. Sadly, not being a true catholic...

"Yes, actually. It reminds me of you. Its soft and sweet." Michael said. Shane's inner rage lit like a match. Claire would probably be blushing about now... "Michael, thats really sweet of you!" Claire said, a smile in her voice. Damn!

"Not as sweet as you." Once again, Shane prayed for Michael not to kiss her hand. Once again...

"Good, we are here. Ready, Mademoiselle?" Michael asked. Claire chuckled. "Yeah, Michael." Shane heard them get out of the car, and he put his phone on silent and went into the bowling alley. Now, to wait.

Michael kept Claire entertained and smiling, to his relief. Getting back in the car, full of delicious Italian, Shane immeadietly started listening again. "My god that was good.' Michael said. Claire groaned her agreement, full to the max. "Why must they have such good breadsticks and salads?" she said. Michael laughed.

"Don't know." Shane sprinted back to the house. "So, why is Shane being so... weird around me?" he heard Claire asked. Oh god no! "I know why," Michael said. Michael, NO! Shane thought desperately as he hopped over the gate to the Glass House. "Yeah, Shane-"

"Wait, is this Eve's phone?" Claire's voice came through his phone crystal clear. Oh CRAP! He hung up quickly and went inside the house and started the XBox as fast as gravity would let him.

"Yeah, she must have forgot it," Michael said, focusing on the road. But Claire saw the Caller ID SHANE! hang up. Sneaky perverted son of a-

"But yeah, Shane likes you." Michael said, interrupting Claire's mental ranting of all the cursewords she could remember, which was a lot. "W-What?" Claire asked, wide eyed.

Michael pulled up into the driveway and shut off the ignition. "So- if you knew, why did you-" Michael grinned, making the words die in her mouth.

"I like you too." Michael said. Claire stared at him wide eyed. "But, you are Shanes, I can tell he marked you somehow. Thats why I went on a date with you, so I can have some alone time with you, and make Shane finally man up and admit his feelings for you." he explained casually.

Claire blinked. That... oddly makes sense. And she wasn't mad, not at all. They got out and Michael unlocked the door, letting her in first like a gentleman. Michael saw Shane playing video games, focusing on it way too much. "Hey," he said casually, pausing the game and nodding to them. Then... Michael did something Shane will always hate him for the rest of his life. Well, a little if not a lot.

Michael grabbed Claire, spun her around, and leaned down, kissing the spot right next to her lips, but Shane thought he was her first kiss. Shane growled and stood up, grabbing Michael and pulling him away from her. He was going to beat Michael into a pulp, but Michael said quietly, "Don't do that in front of Claire, bro. She knows you like her."

Shane went pale, and shoved him away. He looked at Claire who was staring at the floor. I'm an idiot.

Claire heard a soft knock on her door later that night. She couldn't sleep, she feared the nightmares that haunt her.

She got up and opened the door a crack. Shane stood there, staring at her as if uncertain of what he should do. Finally he said, "Hey." Claire offered him a small smile. "Hey? Is that all you came to say?" butterflies fluttered again. She didn't forget what Michael said.

She held open the door. "Want to come in?" she asked. He shook his head. "Best if I don't." Claire shrugged and kept the door open as she sat on her bed. Shane battled himself for a moment and finally came in. He shut the door behind him, leaving the room in a soft glow the lamp beside her bed gave. Seems... romantic.

"Look, about what happened-" Shane began, then stopped when Claire looked at him. "It's okay Shane, you have an uber ego you can't contain. I understand that." Shane shook his head. He walked to her until they were only four inches apart. "No, Claire, that's... not it. I admit, I have feelings for you. I just can't stand you with other guys. I'm just... protective of you." he whispered as he tilted her face up and leaned down to her.

Her eyes closed as he kissed her, sweet and passionate.

THERE! Happy? xD No, not a dream, it's REAL this time. Muahahaha! I need 6 reviews to start a new chapter. Thanks, and I hope you enjoyed it! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Anju Uchiha