I know that not very many people read R ratings for SSX but seriously people. Oh what the hell this is mostly for me and my friend anyway so whatever. Thank you to my first reviewer (sides my friend Hermione Double) Starlight16 for your review :).

Disclaimer: Noppers I don't own it.

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Early the next morning Zoe woke to an insistent knocking at her and Psymon's door. It was actually eleven but to a tired and stressed twenty-two-year-old it seemed early. Grumbling about having to get out of bed she went to answer the door, and for the second time in two days saw Moby standing there. He had an apologetic look on his face when he met her eyes. 'Well good' she thought 'serves him right'.

"Um, hey Zoe. Can I talk to you mate?" he asked hesitantly as if afraid she might clobber him any second. Zoe glanced down at her sleeping attire.

"Mind if I get dressed first?"

"Ah no, I'll just wait out here." he shut the door on himself.

Zoe went back into her room and threw on her 'Zennish' pants and her black midriff shirt over the netting. Pulling on some boots she left her bus and saw Moby leaning against the back wheel of the bus.

"Well? What did you want to talk about?" Zoe asked with a slight edge in her voice. She didn't not forget how stung she was by Moby's words the previous day.

Moby looked down at his boots.

"I'm real sorry Zoe. I was just angry last night." he looked up to meet her eyes. "Sorry I was such a git to you."

"That was really awful, what you accused me of you know." Zoe didn't want to forgive him right away.

"I know! I just, I was really upset! I... guess I was kind of jealous." He added in a quieter voice. Zoe sighed.

"Well, you were a really bit git...but... I guess I forgive you." she gave him a small smile. Moby's grin threatened to split his face in two. "But! If you ever accuse me of something that outrageous again you will know why people fear 'Royale Payne'." Zoe had to add the threat. Moby nodded.

"Okay Zoe." She gave him a real smile pulled him into a hug.

"Good, 'cause I'd really hate to have to break your face." she said seriously. Moby chuckled.

"Like you would." Zoe gave him a hard punch on the arm.

"Ow!"

"See? I can hurt you." Moby rubbed his arm from where Zoe hit him.

"Alright alright, I get it. I'll see you later, when you're not feeling so violent."

Moby left. Zoe sighed, but she was glad that Moby had apologized. She climbed back in her bus and saw Psymon in the kitchen. Immediately she felt much less melancholy. She snuck up behind him and wrapped her arms around him. Psymon didn't flinch.

"Hey Zoe." Zoe growled at him.

"You were supposed to be scared."

"Really?"

Zoe just shook her head and rested her chin on his shoulder.

"Whatcha cooking?" She asked peering over his shoulder, then she laughed.

"I never said I was cooking!" he exclaimed indignantly as she chuckled and grabbed the box of cereal in front of him.

"I'll cook you a bowl too." Psymon said. Zoe's eyes were filled with mirth as she grabbed a bowl out of the cabinet and 'cooked' it herself. On her way to get the milk Psymon grabbed her by the waist and pulled her against him.

"I don't get a good morning kiss?" Zoe obliged him readily by pressing her lips to his. Psymon flicked his tongue across her bottom lip and she responded by opening her mouth to allow his tongue access. His tongue explored her mouth hungrily. Zoe moaned and leaned into him further. Encouraged Psymon let one hand travel lower and gripped her ass firmly. Zoe gasped at the unexpected contact. They finally parted for air and looked into each other's eyes seeing the same desire that they felt mirrored back.

Zoe was breathing heavily and Psymon smirked at her. As he leaned in for another kiss Zoe panicked and pulled out of his arms suddenly.

"Y-your cereal is getting soggy." Psymon quirked an eyebrow at her sudden change of mind.

"I'll pour another." He reached out to catch her again but Zoe stepped out of his reach again.

"I have to go, I-I'll see you later." and with that Zoe practically ran out of the bus.

Psymon looked bewildered.

"What the fuck was that about?" he asked his now soggy bowl of cereal.

Zoe ran from the parking lot to the tour's room in the hotel basement. Luckily it was empty at the moment and she collapsed onto a couch. "What the hell was that?" she asked herself. Didn't I like kissing Psymon? Of course, she knew the answer to that. Hell yeah she did, but then why did she see Moby in her mind's eye while she was kissing her new boyfriend? I don't like Moby that way anymore' she told herself firmly.

"Yes you do." a little voice in the back of her mind said.

"No, I stopped thinking that way about him. That's why we broke up."

"No, that's why you told him you broke up. When really you dumped him because you were afraid to go farther."

Zoe shook her head. She wasn't afraid of a serious relationship, she wasn't a virgin or anything.

"Then why did you break up with him if you still love him?" the tiny voice persisted.

"I don't love him!" She shouted to the deserted room. Trying to calm her breathing down she glanced around the room. Taking in the pool table with all the cue-balls scattered across the top, the two couches sitting in front of the big-screen TV and the fireplace with leftover ashes still in the grate. Zoe concentrated on not giving in to her thoughts again.

"I'm with Psymon now, I don't have feelings for Moby." She said it firmly as to give no room for another argument with herself.

"Sure you don't." the voice whispered.

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I know this is short but it felt like it had the right amount of feelings and so I ended it where I thought it was appropriate. I'm sorry I haven't updated like forever, I really haven't been in the mood to type lately. It won't take as long next time to update don't worry. Please review!

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