KAT LIVES. Yeah. I'm sorry. No excuses...

This is really short. But you guys should know how it is with school and crap. Love to all who reviewed!

Disclaimer: I don't own MR.


Re-cap

I flushed in embarrassment, but gave Sam one more peck on cheek. I sauntered passed the boys, up to my room.

Once there, I groaned. I was lacking something very important to me. Which would be my dignity.


3rd POV

What Fang really wanted to do was punch Sam. Until his face was broken. Sadly, that was probably not the most leader-like thing to do. He watched Max leave the kitchen and sighed tiredly. She would be the death of him. Turning back, Sam's eyes met his and widened in realization.

"I- dude I'm sorry. I didn't know." He sputtered.

Fang nodded, accepting his apology and returned to the ballroom. This would be a long night.


Max POV

The next morning, I woke up with a start. I hadn't been told, but I knew.

Fang was gone.

I slumped back into bed- all the energy had been sucked out of me. I wasn't sure what branch to hit next and honestly, I was just lazy. Being a leader was freaking hard. I slowly snaked my arm over to the intercom by my bed and called Iggy.

"Wha?" Iggy's groggy voice drifted clearly through the speaker.

"You pick the thingy." I responded.

"That's very specific Max. I'll just go 'pick the thingy' right away."

I rolled my eyes in frustration. I lowered my voice.

"Shut up Iggy. You know what I'm talking about."

"Alright, alright. We'll do Beijing."


3rd POV

Fang sulked as he sipped his Coke. L.A was too…ostentatious. Flashy, sunny, loud. They had taken down the city's branch easily, and everybody had insisted on relaxing for a while. This is how it had gone down:

"If we reach the control room, I can mess up the functions and make the whole thing self-destruct!" Brigit chirped. She threw her fists in the air, "KATCHAH, POW, BOOOOOM!"

They had had a bit of a hard time finding the damn room, but when they had, things went smoothly. Or explosively rather.

Fang took another swig- finishing the soda off. He watched a bikini-clad Ella (who made sure Fang was observing) jump into the pool and tried to feel something. He wasn't stupid; he noticed when Ella flirted with him. And sure, Fang was a guy, of course he appreciated Ella's tan, lean body. But, he concluded, it wasn't anything past skin-deep. Although, that didn't have to stop him from having some fun. He squished the can with his hands and jumped into the bright blue water.

He touched the bottom of the pool and broke through the surface- smiling at Ella as she swam towards him.

"Hey Fang! Glad you could join us!" Ella sang.

Fang noticed that everybody else was at the other end of the pool, so "us" probably wasn't the most adequate word. She gave him a coy little smile and gently splashed hit chest. He smirked.

Weak.

Fang proceeded to use the palm of his hand to shoot her in the face. She gave a girly scream, but immediately went into assassin mode. Diving under the water, Ella shot back up and whipped her arms around his neck. She whispered into his very wet ear,

"Try that again, and I will personally drive you to the hospital, puff."

"Puff? Like Puff the Magic Dragon?" Fang turned and asked, bewildered as to how he was in any way related to a fat, green, Disnified dragon.

Ella genuinely blushed, then mumbled something incoherent.

"What?"

"I meant punk, alright?" Ella reluctantly elaborated.

Fang stared at her. Then burst out laughing. Ella almost jumped from shock, if that were possible in water. Fang hadn't full out laughed since he came back from Operation….Robin Egg? It didn't matter; Fang was laughing! She beamed and sub-consciously drew closer to him. Fang was still laughing at this point, and put his hand on her bare shoulder to make sure he wouldn't drown.

Fang stopped laughing as he realized just how close they were. Ella quietly looked at him- just looked. As if moving any closer would make him disappear. Fang internally sighed. What the hell. Ella likes me. She's a hot girl, and it's not like Max ever- He instantly squished the thought and closed the distance. He put his hands on her hips and gently kissed her. But as soon as it had started, he just felt…wrong. Dirty. Guilty. He pulled away.

"Ella, I'm sorr-"

She put a hand over his mouth to silence him. Her face was wet, and he could tell it wasn't from the pool water.

"Fang I- I understand. I always knew, even if I didn't want to accept it… It's her, isn't it?" Her voice was strong, although her face looked about to crumple. When Fang slowly nodded, Ella quickly got out of the pool and jogged to the exit. The lifeguard blew his whistle, but she kept going. Fang sighed and sank back into the water.

When did I turn into such a douche?


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