Been a while... I am so so so sorry! I only got a laptop and I have had nothing to work with, I am sorry! Please review and tell me what you think still, please xx

She found herself once again holding onto the hands that had held hers years before. Her head drooped, and her eyes shut, and still she listened. And then she fell asleep…

Mai awoke an hour or so later, finding herself in a bed, and no memory of how she got there. She smiled, and found it endearing that her friends thought to put her to bed.

Mai was always a troubled sleeper, and so rarely slept peacefully. She stopped having uninterrupted sleep when the twins left. Having found herself having nightmares, they often stayed in the same room, and it was only then that she slept like a baby. Nowadays, that distance still bothers her.

Deciding to get a glass of water, Mai uncurled herself and slid out of under the covers. She made sure to be very quite, despite knowing that both twins are relatively heavy sleepers, and Oliver especially. Sneaking into the main lounge, Mai had completely forgot that Oliver would be sleeping on the couch. Only that he wasn't sleeping. He was reading. And he was also topless. Mai tried her best to fight off her blush, as Oliver turned to face her.

"I'm sorry!" Mai exclaimed, before turning and walking back to the room she was sleeping in. Oliver would normally feel a little self conscience in these scenarios, but Mai didn't leer at him like others did, and her blush was almost worth the slight embarrassment. He was almost tempted to tease her.

"Don't worry about it" Oliver said, putting down his book, and sitting up. "Can't sleep?"

At this point Mai was about to hide in her room. Her cheeks fire truck red, and her heart pounding in her ears. "Huh?" Mai asked dumbly, still trying to get over her internal shock. She turned back at hearing the question, and squealed as if she had forgot he was topless. "Umm, n-no..." Mai prayed he couldn't tell but of course he could. "What about you?"

Oliver smirked at her attempt at normality, and was so entertained, he was no longer embarrassed. "Not really" he answered, and Mai continued to look away. A part of him felt that it was a bit cruel, but he did it anyways.

"Oh that's too bad" Mai commented, about to mount her escape. Her heart was still pounding so much that she didn't notice Oliver place an arm on the door to stop her opening it, and the very fact that he had walked to stand behind her. Mai was now beetroot red, and with all the blood rushing to her cheeks, she might have fainted.

"Come sit with me" Oliver suggested, in such a way as to not really give her a choice. "There's no need to be embarrassed". Mai turned and pouted, making sure her huge brown eyes looked into Oliver's midnight blue ones.

"You're doing this on purpose" Mai accused, to which he matched her innocent look, ignoring his internal reaction to how adorable Mai looked.

"Doing what?" He asked, his voice straight, but Mai knew he was teasing her.

"Jerk" Mai accused, walking under his arm towards the kitchen.

"Mai" Oliver called, hoping she would look at him and blush adorably some more.

"Yes?" Mai asked, not disappointing as she tried her best to keep her eyes on Oliver's face, and not the very fascinating six pack he had going on.

"Tea...

Mai continued pouting for the next ten minutes, as she prepared the tea. Upon the kettles whistle, a sleepy faced Eugene walked out of the other room, rubbing his eyes, and also bearing his chest. Eugene at least wore his shirt, just had it unbuttoned. Unsurprisingly he was just as toned as his brother.

"I'm sorry did we wake you?" Mai asked, feeling terrible for being a bad house guest.

"It was my fault, I asked Mai to make tea" Oliver defended, feeling slightly ashamed that he had not attempted to dress himself upon Mai's arrival. Eugene on the other hand was secretly very displeased by Oliver's lack in shirt. For some reason it had never bothered him till now, and even Gene himself was not suitably dressed, and he took issue with his brother.

"It's fine" Gene assured plainly, not wanting to give away his internal struggle. Mai did not seem to mind that he had not buttoned his shirt, and seemed to be rather indifferent. She did smile sweetly at him though.

"Would you like some tea Gene, I make them special?" Mai asked, her voice the complete opposite to the sourness she spoke to Oliver with. He had ordered her to make tea. Feeling rather perplexed, Gene nodded gingerly. He couldn't make sense of the emotions that he held for Mai. He did know however, that it rivalled what he had felt for her when they were young. Mai placed the tea in front of him, and both twins took a sip simultaneously. The tea was good, may be the best tea they ever tasted. Gene knew his mother would have commented that perhaps, firstly her tea was better, and that his love of Mai tea was wanted to love Mai's tea, so his subconscious made him believe that this was the best tea ever. Gene wondered if that was true. Though he reckoned, that even had he not loved Mai, he would have grown attached to her tea. It was good tea in its own right.

Mai beamed as the twins nodded in approval. While externally they looked cool, calm and collected; internally both were struggling with feelings Mai was oblivious to. For the best they would have agreed, had there been any need to.