A/N:

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-Flame

A few hours later, we found ourselves back at the Vega household, confined to Tori's room, pretending to be working on the video project, but in reality doing anything but working on schoolwork. It was simply a matter of needing a cover story for any nosy people (*cough* Trina *cough*) who couldn't keep their nose out of our business.

I suppose that it could be assumed that we were up to all sorts of devious sexual acts, complete with whips, chains, and clamps, but that would be the furthest thing from accuracy. Instead, we were engaged in the greatest game ever known to man.

"Got any threes?" Tori asked, holding her cards up close to her face, eyes peeking over the edges.

I shook my head, an amused grin growing on my face. "Go fish!"

"Arggggg!" she exclaimed, reaching out to the pile of cards. "You suck so much, you know that?"

I raised my eyebrows, bemused. "Trust me, I know." When she looked up at me with a surprised look in her eyes, I let my tongue slide over my lips suggestively. It was a few moments later when she picked up on my meaning, and threw the throw pillow sitting on next to her at my face. I caught it, unable to keep from letting a laugh escape past my lips.

"You're just nasty." Tori grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I know, I know." My grin grew wider. "But you love it."

She rolled her eyes, uncrossing her arms, using her index finger to push her glasses back up the bridge of her nose. "It's your turn. Are you going to go anytime soon?"

"You know, you look so adorable with those glasses on." I remarked. Tori just glared at me, so I turned my attention to my cards. "Got any fives?" I looked back up at her, meeting her eyes.

She kept her gaze steady for another moment, then glanced down at her cards. A scowl crossed her face as she pulled a five out of her hand and handed it to me. I took it, dramatically placing it in front of me, along with some other cards in my hand. Tori continued to glare at me, looking none too happy.

"This is a stupid game." She muttered, crossing her arms once more. "Let's play something else."

I laughed, leaning back against the headboard of her bed. "Aww, is wittle Tori Vega a sore loser?"

"No! I just don't want to play this stupid game anymore!"

I held my hands out in front of me, shaking my head. "Fine, fine! We'll play something else! Just chill out, okay?" I threw my cards onto the pile, and began to gather them back into their box. "Find another game."

A moment of silence. I could feel that her eyes were still aimed at me, even though I wasn't facing her. I finished putting the cards away, and looked back at her. "Something wrong?"

She shook her head. "No…I just can't think of another game."

I grinned, placing the box of cards on her bedside table. "I can think of a game we can play…."

"Are you about to say something gross? Because there's no way that I'm doing something gross."

"Oh, trust me." I moved closer to Tori, a hand resting on top of her thigh. "There's nothing gross about what I'm thinking of…"

Tori squeaked (yes, squeaked, she literally fucking squeaked), and shoved my hand away. "Jade!"

I laughed, then lay down next to her, looking up at her. "You're such an prude, Vega."

"Am not!" There was a sudden shift of the bed, and before I could move, she was on top of me, holding my arms above my head. There was a look in her eye that I had never seen on her before, and I would be lying if I said that a flash of fear didn't run through me. But then her lips were on mine, and I just didn't care anymore. She could murder me horribly right there and then, and I would be okay with it. She was just that good of a fucking kisser.

After a moment, she lifted her head away and rolled off of me. I could hear her soft pants as she caught her breath.

"Who's a prude now?" she gasped, chest rising and falling quicker than normal. I just rolled my eyes, and reached out to pull her closer to me, and kissed her with as much force as I could muster. She struggled for a moment, then relaxed as I calmed down the level of intensity, moving into a slower, gentler kiss.

Of course, that calm was interrupted when my hand began to creep up her shirt. Almost immediately, she shivered, and pulled away from my lips. "Jade…"

"Shut up." I whispered, pulling her back closer. "I'm not going to do anything we haven't already done, so just relax and enjoy it."

I could see the uncertainty in her eyes, but she let me kiss her again, and after a moment, her eyes closed, and the passion that I was used to receiving from her returned.

Her skin was warm underneath my fingertips as they made their way up her torso. I let them linger over her, tracing the ribs that could be felt underneath the skin, relishing the tremor that I felt run through her.

I let my tongue run over lower lip, and she opened up for me, allowing me entrance. I expected her to fight for dominance, since she usually did, but for once, she didn't, and simply moaned as my fingers disappeared underneath the soft cup of her bra.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Tori? Tori, honey, are you in there?" Tori's mother called out. We immediately froze, realization taking a moment to click in. But then it did, and I found myself rolling off of Tori back over to the complete opposite side of the bed. I grabbed a notebook and pen off of her bedside table, and started to pretend to jot things down.

"Yeah, Mom, I'm here!" Tori yelled back, trying desperately to straighten her shirt, a hand running through her hair in a futile attempt to untangle it. "What do you need?"

The door opened, and Mrs. Vega stuck her head in, eyes darting around the room. I could see her gaze settle on me for a moment, eyes narrowing just the slightest bit. And then she moved on, gaze finding her daughter. "Robbie's here. He said he needs to talk to you."

Robbie? What would Robbie be doing here? Didn't he have that date with those Northridge girls? I glanced over at Tori, and could see the same thoughts run through her head, a frown on her lips.

"Uhm…okay. Send him up, I guess." Tori said, her hand idly scratching the top of her head.

Mrs. Vega kept looking at us for another moment longer, confusion in her eyes. "Is everything alright, baby? Is there something wrong?"

Tori shook her head quickly. A little too quickly. "No! Nothing's wrong!" She smiled to emphasize her point.

Mrs. Vega frowned, and backed out of the room. "Okay…I'll tell Robbie to come on up."

"Thanks!" Tori called after her, leaning so she could watch as her mother walked away. Once she was sure she was gone, she turned to me. "Oh my god, I can't believe…"

I shook my head, holding a finger to my lips. "Shh. Something's up. Robbie shouldn't be here." I sat up straighter, hearing the sound of footsteps coming up the staircase. "Just be cool, and quiet, and everything will be fine."

I could tell she didn't believe me, but since I didn't believe myself, I couldn't really blame her. But, she listened, and didn't say another word until Robbie was at the door.

"Uh…hey, guys!" he said, leaning against the doorframe. "Is it alright if I come in?" I noticed that he didn't have the puppet with him. Strange.

"Yeah, sure, come in." Tori said, her hands still smoothing down her shirt. I saw her glance over at me, but refused to meet her eye. I didn't like the feeling I had right then. There was seriously something up.

Robbie entered the room, shutting the door behind him. Yet another strange thing. I wasn't liking this one bit.

"So, what do you want, Shapiro? Don't you have a bunch of Northridge girls to screw around with?"

He shook his head, standing in front of us. "No, Rex had the date, not me. He's with them now, actually." He began to sit down on the bed, then thought better of it when he saw the look that both Tori and I were giving him. "And can't I just come over to hang out with my friends?"

"No." I replied, as calmly as I could, but the words were still tinged with a hint of danger. "I'm not your friend."

"Well, maybe you should be, because…" He stopped himself, clapping a hand over his mouth. My eyes narrowed, and I swung my legs off the bed, stepping onto the floor. I walked closer to Robbie, hands balling into fists.

"Because what, Shapiro?" I growled, reaching up to grab his collar. In the corner of my eye, I could see Tori shake her head at me, but I ignored her.

He swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Because…I know your secret."

Secret? What secret? That Beck and I broke up? No, everyone knew that. That I was secretly a fan of certain chick flicks? Well, that was a secret, but there's no way he would know that. That I was dating Tori?

Tori. Shit.

I could see her stiffen, and as the other stupid thoughts left my head, it left the certainty that somehow, someway, the scrawny boy I held in my grasp knew about me and Vega. I tried to remain calm, though, and turned back to Robbie. "And what secret would that be?"

"That you and Tori are together."

There was a blur in my peripheral vision, and before I could turn to see what it was, Tori was next to me, wrenching Robbie out of my grasp and into her own. "How?!" she yelled at him, shaking his body. "How did you find out?!" Robbie just squeaked in fear, trying to escape, but it was useless. Her grip wasn't going to be broken.

I must say, I really kind of wanted to just let Vega go at it, because quite frankly, it was pretty funny to watch, but the look that was in her eyes scared me a bit, and if she murdered him, we would both go to prison. So, I reached over, laying a hand on hers. "Vega." She didn't turn. "Tori, you need to calm down."

"No I don't."

"Uhm, guys…" Robbie began.

"SHUT UP." We both yelled. His mouth clamped shut, and he nodded quickly. I turned my attention back to Tori.

"Let go. I'll take care of it." I told her, trying to sound reassuring. Trying, mind you.

She looked at me, and it was then that I could see the fear in her eyes. I wondered if the same fear shone in mine, but brushed the thought away. Jade West didn't get scared.

I leaned in close to her, and whispered in her ear. "It'll be fine. Just let go, Tori."

Something in what I said must have gotten through to her, because she let go finally, and sat back down on the bed. I nodded at her, then grabbed Robbie as he tried to scurry away. "Uh uh. You're not going anywhere, Shapiro. You've got some explaining to do."

I don't think I've ever seen the boy more afraid then he was at the second, and I'm still not sure who he was more afraid of: me, or my girlfriend. But, I guess it didn't matter.

"How did you find out?" I asked again. When he shook his head, I tightened my grip on his collar, and pulled him just a bit closer. That was enough to cause him to start rambling.

"Well, okay, you see, after we finished filming, and Rex and I had left, I remembered that I had forgotten a piece of my equipment, so I came back, and when I did, I saw you two making out on the floor and you guys didn't hear me, and I didn't want to interrupt because Jade scares me, and so I ran out of there and left and I don't get what's going on, why is Jade with Tori and not Beck?" By the time he had finished the sentence, he was left panting for air.

I just stared at him for a moment, then back at Tori, who was looking rather wazzed off, and then back at Robbie again. "Okay then. Well, it's none of your business why I'm with Tori, Shapiro." He started to open his mouth to say something, so I kept on going. "And obviously, if you breathe a word of this to anyone, I'm going to do things to you that you will never forget. They will involve toilets, and broken glass. Bad things, Robbie. Bad things. So, what are you not going to do?"

"Say anything to anyone?" he mumbled. I nodded, and let go of him. He staggered back, rubbing his neck.

I sat down next to Tori, reaching over to grab her hand. I watched Robbie's eyes follow my movements, and glared at him. He blushed, looking away.

"So. What do we do now?" I asked, honestly unsure of the answer.

"Well, I honestly just came over here to see if you two really…were together, or if it was just a one-time thing….and I don't know." Robbie muttered, eyes cast down at the floor.

"Did you think you could threaten us or something?" I asked. He shook his head quickly, hands waving in front of him. "Then what?"

"I don't know!" he exclaimed. "I really don't know!" he shrunk back. "Just please don't hurt me, okay?"

"Do you promise not to tell anyone?" Tori asked, voice far calmer than I expected.

"Well, you see…uh…Rex saw too, and…."

I felt Tori's hand squeeze mine rather painfully. "And what." She hissed, her grip ever tightening.

"And….he may have told Cat."

Oh Jesus fucking Christ are you fucking….

"I'm going to kill you, Robbie!" Tori yelled, jumping off the bed, leaping at the obviously frightened boy. And this time, I was happy to let her, because if Cat knew, then it was pointless to stop Tori from ripping Shapiro to shreds. It wasn't like the secret wasn't going to get out now. Quite the opposite in fact.

So, I sat back and watched as my girlfriend did such horrible, unspeakable things to Robbie Shapiro that I had only ever dreamed about.