Chapter 33: Damaged Goods.

Disclaimer: I don't own X-men… 'Aint that a bitch?

She waddled unsurely, her eyes covered with a small, dark piece of fabric. She could hear the sound of carnival music and the slight screaming of people far off in the distance. Loud dings, alarms, rumblings, and the occasional laughter from a few crazy loons were getting ever closer to her. Why the hell had she let him blindfold her? When he had mentioned to her after their lunch that he had a surprise, she wasn't expecting to be blinded, thrown into a car and whisked away into the unseen darkness. "Kurrrrrrt?" her brows were bent in confusion as she ambled along next to him, hands holding his strong forearm in a death grip of anticipation, and for fear of her own klutzy nature.

"Vwould you relax already." He tapped her nose with a finger, "I swear you're acting like I'm dragging you to your own death sentence."

She heard some more conversations, only much closer to her now. She laughed nervously, "What are you going on about? I'm perfectly calm."

He snorted, retorting sarcastically. "Oh Ja, that's vwhy your practically scratching the fur off my arm." He brought his free hand down on top of both of hers to pat the dainty but very tense fingers.

"I just have this thing about being around big crowds of people."

"Are you claustrophobic or something?"

She shrugged her shoulders lightly, "Yah, I guess it's something like that…"

His memory suddenly caught up with him and he froze in his tracks, swinging her around quickly to face him. She was slightly distraught until his soft velveteen fingers ran along the upper rim of the blind fold, ending on the knot and loosening it with a gentle tug. She blinked a couple times before actually taking his inducer clad self in. His whole body was slumped, and eyes were downcast with a disappointed expression across his angled features, "I'm sorry Elana. In the moment it seemed like a good idea, but I completely understand if you don't vwant to be here in this large crowd of people. Vwhat happened to your parents just slipped my mind completely… of course large crowds freak you out, that's a no brainer und completely understandable. Verdammt, I'm so stupid." One of his cloaked three fingered hands swept up to pull through his wavy, blue, locks in frustration.

Confused, she turned her head curiously to see the most beautifully lit up fair behind her. From the outskirts of the fences to the tippy top of the Ferris wheel, lights adorn every corner of the ever growing attraction. She smiled slightly to herself and looked at her depressed boyfriend, playfully placing both of her hands on his shoulder, "But I do want to go, dummy."

He perked up a bit, but then looked at her sternly. "Don't lie to me just to make me happy. The vwhole reason I planned this is so vwe could both get out of the institute, have some fun und relax a little, und that's not going to happen if you're skinning me the vwhole night with your nails."

She laughed, "I won't freak, you just gotta promise me one thing." He tilted his head to the side and looked at her curiously. "Just don't leave me alone."

He smiled exuberantly as she pulled him forward to the entrance, excitedly tugging his arm till their pace was at a slight jog. Once they reached the ticket booth and stocked up for all the rides they took off into the overgrown playground, blissfully unaware of the three pairs of now watchful eyes.

Her laughter had slowly subsided, but she was still tittering here and there at his misfortune, "I can't believe you almost threw up on the egg beater! I thought you were a daring trapeze artist?" she hugged his side lovingly as they stepped in unison through the lightly populated fair grounds.

"Being a trained acrobat und being forcefully spun in a million different circles all at once can hardly be compared." He looked from side to side comically, "Besides, I just ate remember?" She giggled and did an eye roll. "Oh? Ok miss amusement park enthusiast, how come you practically ran from me vwhen I asked to go on the zipper?"

"… maybe because I can see the difference between a fun ride and a death trap?"

He chuckled and questioned her skeptically, "Death trap?"

She looked at him with her eyes wide, assuming he had gone crazy, "You sit in a metal cage without seat belts and get wildly flung upside-down for a couple minutes. Yeah, like I'm going to pay money for that ride."

"But you're not paying, I am."

She cutely taped a finger on her temple in thought, "Your obviously missing the point I'm trying to make."

He laughed, "Offensichtlich."-(Obviously.) She giggled while shoving him playfully to the side, and bolted over to a small tent. It was adorned with beautiful wooden carved beads and a very ornate sign hanging over the entrance. Kurt jogged after her as she beckoned him over with flailing hands and then slipped inside. He stopped outside and read the sign aloud to himself, trying to see if it rang any bells, "Enchantress, Sorcerormancer, fortune teller." He paused, a little unsure, "Vwhen did this little place get here I vwonder… sounds a bit like vwitchcraft." Just as he was about to shake off his creeps and step inside, he heard Elana loudly squeal. Quickly, he pushed through the dark beaded curtain, only to find her sitting at a small round table with another younger woman, both now staring at his hasty entrance.

The woman raised a curious eyebrow at him but then beckoned him inside and smiled, then turning to Elana she stated, "I assume dis be ya boyfriend?"

Elana laughed as he slunk over to the chair next to her, "Yes, he is." The ladies bright ember eyes studied them both with deep thought. Candles flickered all about the room, light dancing across her darkly tanned skin and reflecting off the shiny beads and small pieces of precious metal she had up in her deep chocolate-brown hair. "What do you go by?"

Her eyes became kind as she looked between the two of them, "Mi natural born name be Ethereal, but 'ere I be called de Devine cha'nce." Her thick dialect sounded very Bohemian or Jamaican but she looked to be more of Latin descent, which made her a bit odd.

Kurt leaned over to Elana, "So about you screaming und unnecessarily scaring the crap out of me… Vwhy?"

Elana laughed again and mischievously smirked, "I was so distracted by all the treasures she has hung up while I was sitting here waiting, that I didn't even notice when she had sat down in front of me until she asked me my name. Which is Elana by the way, and this is Kurt."

She nodded but kept her eyes glued to them, "Yuh two be diffen't den mi usual custimas, somtin 'bout ya aura." The two of them looked at each other in unison, till the lady started laughing sweetly, "Yuh be en de deep love, ya can see et en ya own spirichual light."

They both repeated in the same moment, "Spiritual light?"

"Et be rare fi fall up'n sol mates, but me know wen I see et."

Elana smiled and faced him, "Soul mates, hu? Looks like I'm gonna be around for a while then." He chuckled while reaching a hand over and pulling her to him, now calming down in this peaceful environment. In his childhood days he knew of many gypsies who practiced all different forms of magic, and from what he remembered, some weren't always in it just for their own well being.

Ethereal looked to the two of them and clapped her hands together excitedly, "So, wad yuh tink abou' ta plam reedin?"

Elana immediately held out her palm and leaned forward to watch. Ethereal lightly gripped Elanas palm and trailed her fingers along her hands creases, stopping at certain points and closing her eyes, almost as if she was listening to someone's whisper. Moments later her eyes opened, a strange look held from within, "Ya future be diffint, more complex den mi can 'splain… Yuh got two paths ya life wants to go fi, but dey both pullen strong, like dey happenen at de same time. One be de normal life, ya be married wit possible child'en, it be more dangerous but ya manage." She picked up her hand again to examine it more closely, "But de other be blank, not necessarily death, but dis be more like et was wiped clean, or et be un-foretold."

She gulped, "Un-foretold? How is that different from death?"

"If et be death, et wud still be clearly marked, dis be notin." She then looked to Kurt, "Lemmi read ya as well, ya be so close wit her ya paths may cross."

In a blink of an eye, he took his hands off the table and folded them on top of his lap. "Sorry, I uh… that's… it's against my religion."

She smiled, crossing her fingers together calmly, "If dis be about wat yuh be hiden, mi know 'bout it da moment ya walk in 'ere. Both of ya be hiden." She looked more intently at Kurt and uncrossed two of her fingers to point at him, "But yuh be de most jittery 'bout it."

His eyes were wide with horror, but she didn't seem to be frightened. He questioned her carefully, "Vwhat do you think you know?"

"Mi know wat I see, yuh ora don fit ya outer self, so etha ya be an imposta or be simply en disguise." Her ember like eyes flashed back and forth from the dumbfounded two, "Mi eyes neva lie."

He looked over to Elana for reassurance, she nodded calmly and he looked back to the very talented woman. "Can we trust you vwith this secret?"

Ethereal smiled, her eye winking at the both of them, "Who mi be talken to? Half de people out dere veer away from mi tent like et be a bad omen."

Kurt looked down a little guiltily but then smiled to her, "Vwell, vwere actually mutants."

"Mutants ya say, din't dey stop dat law awhile ago? Ders no reason ta be hiden no more."

"Ja, vwell my mutation tends to scare people… or at the least turn heads."

"Well if yuh be uncomfortable, mi can always consult de cards, most de time yuh get da more descriptive fortunes wit dat anyway." She reached a hand in her dresses pocket and pulled out a weathered deck of tarot cards. "Yuh be willen ta shuffle ya own fate, or let mi?"

His eyes flicked from the deck to her, "Nein, you shuffle."

She smirked as she shuffled them, a small almost unnoticeable light flickering through the cards. She then placed the full deck on the table, asking Kurt to break it for her. Then she took the four top cards from the bottom deck and placed them face down in a diamond like shape facing him. Once that was set she looked up at him, "Yuh be ready ta hear ya fate?"

He stared at the table for a moment, "Ja, I'm ready."

She flipped the closest card to him first. With a resounding slap on the wooden table the card faced him head on. In the picture there were two people, a man and a woman, both standing and looking at each other with two large beautiful trees towering over them in the background. Ethereal smirked slightly, "Well dat be befittin." Kurt's eyes questioned her, looking back down at the card in confusion. The woman continued, "Dis be de card widely known as de two lovers, but really et should be called de card of choices. It revealed itself to ya in de placin' of de romance, dis means you got de two big decisions to make wit ya love, but when ya got to decide, it be up to de stars. The first will be de choice yuh make wit ya heart 'nd soul, if ya truly feel de pull between de two of ya in yuh very bones. But de second choice will be of de mind, yuh gonna have ta decide if she really be good for ya, and if she not be, ya have ta choose which of the two fighting sides you must go with." His eyebrows were raised but he didn't speak, though his eyes were intently awaiting the next card to turn. She moved her hand in a clock wise fashion and upturned the next card, reviling a single sword surrounded by a very heavenly light, a crown encircling the top at its point. "Ahh, Ace of swords, et be a tricky card to have in your finances. Dis means yuh mind be awakenin' fi new challenges. Ya may want ta speak up, 'nd voice yuh beliefs, 'cus tings around ya will be'comin clearer."

"Clearer? Can you explain?"

"Ya will see tings for wut dey be, 'nd know how ta act on dem." As he looked at the card, he felt a slight stirring in his chest, almost like a brief notion of what was to come. Ethereal looked at him and then back down to the cards, moving her hand to the next awaiting prophecy. As it flipped and landed on the table, her breath caught and her hands froze. "Dis… dis be governin' yuh life… de death card." His eyes became wide but she was quick to calm him, "It doesn't necessarily mean death, it could just mean de end ta somethin, like a friendship. Though, when et be en de domain of health 'nd happiness…" her eyes lingered on his expression a moment later before reaching towards the last card, "Let us see if dis affects et any…" The last card seemed to be oozing with all the anticipation from the three. Her fingers grabbed hold and overturned the card to them both. This one revealed a flaming angel holding a golden trumpet, awakening people from their graves. "Dis truly be de most perplexin 'nd astonishin' readin' I have ever done."

Kurt stared down on the card, its title reading the word judgment in big bold lettering. "Vwhat do you mean? Vwhat does any of this mean?"

"De two lovers, death, 'nd de judgment card are all major arcana cards. It be rare ta get someone who has two of dem in der fate, let alone three of dem. Der each very important 'nd 'ave a very strong meanin'… each affecting de other." Ethereal rubbed her temple absentmindedly as she tried to decipher the meaning. "De judgment card be wit yuh profession, 'nd et signifies one comin ta terms wit der past 'nd movin on wit de future, a type of rebirth. But determinin' what it all means as a whole, dat is de tricky part." Her eyes looked between the two of them, trying to figure out both of their readings. "De only thing I can offer up ta ya is dat ya…" she pointed her hand directly to Kurt, "Be part of somtin' dat be bigger den all of us."

Chills ran down his spine, and suddenly he felt the need to leave. He reached into his pocket and placed a tip on the table as he motioned to Elana that they should go, "Vwe appreciate the readings, but I really doubt I'm part of anything that important." He smiled and stood from his chair.

As they walked back out into the now darker night sky, Ethereal stepped out to yell to them as they were leaving, "Ya may tink dat now… but just wait. de cards 'ave never lied." Though he tried to push it as far back into the depths of his mind as he could, that weird feeling he had gotten seemed to just seep back out again.

Elana laced her fingers with his in their special way, but even through just the small hand to hand contact, she could tell he was very tense. "Hey Kurt, you okay?" His lips curled slightly with what looked like an unsure smile. "You know it was just a bunch of stupid cards, don't let it get to you."

"But that's just it… I've had my fortune read all the time before by gypsies vwhen I vwas in the circus." His brows fell in thought, "But this time vwas different. Vwhen she read the cards out to me, it was like I could feel this deep ominous cloud creep over me."

She pouted sweetly, "Has anyone ever told you that you're wayyyy too over paranoid for your own health." His lip twitched in amusement, "No really, I'm being serious."

He smirked, "No, but I have been told I'm much too cute for my own heath."

"You sure they didn't say too full of yourself? 'Cause I've heard that can definitely lead to major health problems and even death." She gasped while clasping her free hand over her mouth and looked at him with mock horror in her eyes, "I think I just figured out how you're going to die! Quick, stop being so cocky, I mean… cute."

His face deflated for a moment, "Shudup Sherlock Holmes."

"Ahem…" she looked at him defiantly, "Call me Nancy Drew."

He chuckled and began swinging their locked hands between each other happily. "Hey, you know vwhat vwe should do!" She questioned him silently with an excited face. He held his hand out to point at one of the most notorious fare rides known to all of mankind, the Ferris wheel.

She froze for a moment, "You sure you don't mean…" she grabbed his pointing hand to face a large carousel in the opposite direction, "…that one?"

He dropped his directing arm to wrap around her as he proceeded to pull her too his chest, causing her back to press tightly against him. He then leaned down slightly too longingly breathe into her ear, "Don't make me drag you, du kleines luder."-(you little minx.) She could practically feel his smile settle across his lips.

She turned her head to face him, "What fun would that be?"

He smirked deviously, "You're right… It would be much more entertaining if I just picked you up." Before she could protest, he had her slung over his shoulder while she kicked wildly and laughed up a storm.

Once he reached the entrance of the Ferris wheel he gave the snickering operator some tickets and placed her down in front of him with both of his hands on her hips. Then he guided her to one of the seats and sat her down with him. The ride began with a loud chink and she settled herself into him. After waiting until they were up a little, he decided to turn his inducer off, enjoying the time he had to truly be himself around her, till he took her in. "How long ago has it been since you have ridden on a Ferris vwheel?" he looked at her wide eyes and tightened fingers, holding on to the safety bar for dear life.

She frowned a little, "Never?"

His eyes fell open, astounded."You've neverbeen on a Ferris vwheel before?"

"Can't say I have."

"Vwell you can calm down, it's not going to sporadically flip around or anything. It's quite relaxing really."

She seemed to mull over his last statement, "It is a tad bit high though, and we're not even halfway up."

"So you vwant to go on a rollercoaster, but vwhen it comes to a nice calm Ferris vwheel ride, you're terrified? Boy, don't I know how to pick the strange ones." He smiled, taunting her with a pearly white fang that hung out from behind his lips.

"Roller coasters are different; their whole shumeal is dropping very quickly. Even when you first get on to the ride, you get on with the intention of falling. But this ride... At this height..." She tentatively looked over the edge.

"It's not that bad." he leaned back and placed his arms crossed behind his head.

"You can teleport, what you have to say about falling means nothing to me."

"So harsh. You do realize that if vwe fell I'd teleport the BOTH of us to safety."

She looked over the edge again, "It would still be a traumatic experience." All the people continued to get smaller and smaller till it looked as if she were a giant peering down on a miniature scene, complete with working rides and all. "Their all so tiny, it looks like I could just reach down and pick one of them up, or smush them." She smirked to herself as she walked her fingers around in the air, pretending in her eyes that her hand was a huge angry ogre mindlessly stepping on a bunch of ants.

"Ja, it's official."

She kept her eyes on the tiny crowd of people, "What's official?"

He smirked "You're vweird."

She crossed her eyes at herself for a moment before she turned quickly to him, "Captain obvious wants his job back."

He smiled and let a couple deep chuckles rock through his chest again, making Elana assure herself yet again that there was no other laugh that would ever make her feel as content and joyful as his did. She subconsciously leaned herself into his torso, and happily relaxed into his calm self.

Once they stepped off the relaxing Ferris wheel ride, Kurts disguise turned back on to keep a low profile, they decided to just walk lazily around for a bit. "Wow, it's gotten really dark." They both looked up as the stars lightly twinkled past all the gleaming circus lights.

"The days do feel like they're getting shorter." His nose flared as they conveniently passed a snack stand, "Mein Gott that smells amazing."

She snickered to herself as he started to veer off towards the wonderful aroma, "Is it possible that you could go for an hour without the slightest notion of food?"

He stopped in his tracks, debating with himself for a moment. "You know, I vwas going to argue und say that I don't eat at night... but for all I know I could be binge eating in mein sleep."

She walked past him and stopped in front of the vender, "I always wondered how you never ended up starving throughout the night."

A large, rather beefy man put his head up to the open window, "And what would you like me to get for you darlin'?"

Elana smiled politely and held up a five dollar bill, "I'd like one of the bags of kettle-corn please." He grabbed a bag from the rack and happily exchanged it for the money. She walked up to Kurt casually and held out the bag from which she was already munching from, "Want some?"

"Vwell I normally vwould, but now you got me vworrying about mein figure." He put his hands on his hips in a mocking way.

One of her eyebrows curled up skeptically, "From the amount of crap that I witness you gorging on every day, I find that very unlikely." Her lips pulled up in a tight smirk, "I bet you could live on nothing but sugar, ramin and butter sticks while still having a body that puts Chuck Norris to shame."

He jokingly placed his hand over her mouth and shushed her loudly, "Do you VWANT to suddenly get drop kicked in the face?" Her hot breath leaked through his fingers as she giggled at him, eyes sparkling happily. Leaning forward, he placed a sweet kiss on her forehead before digging his hand into the bag and stealing a giant hand full.

"HEY! I said you could have some! Not the whole entire bag you fatty!"

He laughed and held his hand in the air out from her reach, though with all the squirming and jumping around on Elanas part, most of the popcorn was raining down on top of them. She stopped once she saw that he had less than five remaining pieces left in his hand and labeled it as lost cause. A huff exhaled from her chest and she reached into the bag for the remaining popcorn, until she realized there was nothing there. "What the hell?" She turned to look back at Kurt, but he shown an as equally puzzled face as well.

"Hiya toots."

Her back straightened at his voice, and her knuckles clenching involuntarily. "Well it's nice to know that these couple of relaxing hours has now been a complete waste of time." She jerked her head in the direction of the speed devil himself, who was now munching away at her popcorn.

"It's only natural that I have the ability arouse a woman just with the sound of my voice." His sneer settled even further as his two other friends, Toad and the Blob, walked up beside him chortling. "Though I guarantee if you came home with me tonight, I'd have you feeling a whole lot more than just excited."

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah no kidding. I'd imagine disappointment and regret would definitely follow." Her eyes met his in a challenge, a sassy smirk settling on her lips.

Toad snorted and covered up his chuckles with a few loud coughs, making Pietro's small frown deepen. "Oh, Feeling spunky are we? Bet my backhand could wipe that smirk off your face real fast."

Her hands ignited the unholy black and blue matter that now swirled across her palms, "Go ahead… loose a finger." Her eyes were now very cat like, viciously staring him down.

Kurt stepped in front of her and shook his head disapprovingly, "Not here… there are vway too many people. If you lose control again…" His eyes peered to her gently and she knew he was right. Her hands clenched the little black flames out in frustration.

Quick silver dashed over to them and directed his attention to the inducer clad hero, "I didn't know you were her daddy?"

He growled, "Und I didn't know that your daddy vwas such a sick demented freak, but I guess I had to learn that the hard vway."

Pietro's eyebrows pulled down menacingly, "The only one here who's a sick demented freak is that crazy bitch."

She snorted from behind Kurt and couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Fucking asshole." Within enough time for her to casually blink her eyes, the speed demon had her tripped on her ass with her back held flat to the ground. He hunched over her with a firm hand on her one shoulder to keep her from moving away. She watched his eyes trail down her frame with a sick desire. One of her hands flew up to slap him but was caught and merely swatted away as if she had put little to no effort in knocking her offender in the face. It wasn't until Kurt's hand appeared abruptly on Pietro's shoulder, wrenching him off her in a violent manner. She sat up feeling a little miffed, and crossed her arms to herself while viewing her steaming boyfriend.

He growled, "If you touch her again, you'll lose more than just a finger." His muscles clenched in anger as he stared the brother hood down, making it clear to all of them he wasn't finding this very fun.

A laugh came from Pietro's mouth "I highly doubt it." Then with an unrelenting speed he flashed over to Elana again and poked her shoulder forcefully, earning another pissed off growl to escape from the now extremely agitated X-man, who was bearing his teeth menacingly at the scene. "You're not scary with or without that inducer on, too bad the rest of society doesn't feel that way." With that he shoved Elana over with a more forceful push.

"Hey!" She lifted herself up again to give him a few choice words about manners and chivalry, but was stopped when she was swept up in his familiar furry arms and greeted with the same potent smell of sulfur and brimstone as he ported them to the car. She coughed once from the unexpected smog before looking up at him angrily from where he had placed her on the driver side of the hood of the car. "I was in the middle of a bitch fit thank you very much."

He smiled lightly, though he was hunched over a bit with his hands leaning on either side of her legs, breathing a little rapidly. "I know, und I was in the beginnings of a bloody public rampage." He panted a little more before continuing, as his body shook slightly, "But given my useless state, and your dangerous temper problem, picking a fight with them right now wouldn't have ended in our favor anyway. Besides, I could practically hear the Professors disapproving words nagging in my ears." His neck bent so he was staring at her lap, still a little exhausted.

Her gaze softened, "Have you talked to the Professor about this." She motioned her hand about him and then led it to rest upon his slightly quivering chest, as if to silently get the point across.

He shook his head solemnly, "Nein."

She placed her finger under his chin and tilted his head up towards her, "Why might that be?"

He exhaled shortly and frowned to her as she held his face still. "I don't know. I guess I'm just vworried that he'll then feel obligated to take me off all missions. I don't want to become known as the guy whose damaged goods." The pupils from the inducer fell down from her eyes, not wanting to meet her baby blues however comforting they were to him.

"You're not useless, and you do have to talk to him."

He looked at her again, only this time a little apprehensively. "Vwhy do I get the feeling that you're going to make me visit him, very soon."

"If very soon counts as tomorrow… then yes." She let go of his jaw and smoothed her hand down to the base of his neck, tilting her head slightly as she absently rubbed her thumb over the small pink crescent like scar she had left on him beneath his fur. His eyes twinkled as her thoughtful expression deepened. He lifted one of his hands from the car and gently brushed her hair aside to lightly thumb her faded mark he had left on her as well. She leaned her head forward to meet his, breathing in his smell slowly, causing his lips to reach towards hers and capture her in a chaste kiss. He pulled away, but she grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him to her, falling into the romantic vibe. She hooked her legs atop his hips and leaned herself back on the cold red hood of Scotts beloved sports car. His hands began roaming down her sides as their kisses continued to rise in intensity. She moaned quietly between breaths and laced her fingers up throughout his thick wavy hair. He pulled back from her to run his teeth along the exposed pinkish flushed skin of her neck, making her body quiver underneath him. His eyes then caught a small flash of light run past them and then fall back upon them, indicating they had been caught by someone.

"Hey, you two! Are you aware that these are public fairgrounds?"

An irritated growl rumbled through his chest as he pulled back from his heat laden girlfriend and looked up at the offending light. "Yes sir." Elana reluctantly unwound her legs from him so he could distance himself from her further, and he was partially thankful that the cop hadn't waited any longer to pop in on them given his current state of arousal.

The shining light worked its way up to them till the official was somewhat close enough to them to drop the light down to the ground so he wasn't blinding them, revealing from his attire that he was actually a safety guard assigned to patrol the makeshift parking lot. "Sorry guys, but I'm going to have to ask you two to take this elsewhere."

Kurt exhaled, a little frustrated but he managed to stay compliant. The man was, after all, just doing his job. "Okay, sorry officer." The man nodded and watched the two of them awkwardly climb into the car and drive off. He headed his way back to the institute, not wanting another public mishap. His eyes flicked over to her and he smirked mischievously, "Vwell that vwas interesting."

"Interestingly humiliating… thank god the parking lot was pretty much empty of people." She rolled her eyes to look at him.

Never faltering, his laugh reverberated roguishly through his chest before his sexy German tipped tongue inquired her, "So did that shock you out of the mood?" He bobbed his eyebrows up and down, signaling his perverted intent.

There was a slight gnawing at the back of her mind, from the abruptly unfinished torture they both were dishing out on each other. "You're not getting off the hook that easily." Her mouth's edges turned up in a playful grin.

Finally… Soooooo, I didn't intend for this to take so long, but not only were there technical problems, but I had a good amount of research to do for this chapter as well. I hope you injoyed, and I "intend" to get the next one done as soon as I can. If my computer is still working by then that is. Reviews would be nice… Please? XD

P.S. I am NEVER guaranteeing shit again. It's like I was asking for this to happen.