Hey! Look, there is another OC in here, and I own her as well. I came up with her and she is mine. She plays a small part in this story and in Harry and Minako getting together…damn, I didn't just give that away. Well, everyone knew it was gonna happen, even though it will take a while. So…whatever. Enjoy the chapter! I'm going to try to be a bit more realistic in his vacation than I was in Leave My Heart Out Of It. Hope you guys think that this one is better.

Chapter Five: Everything Burns

"Mind if I join you?"

Harry turned to the side, only to see a (very pretty) girl standing beside his chair. "Uh…sure."

She smiled, showing two rows of neat, white teeth, and sat down next to him.

Harry took this moment to look her over.

Blonde, black, and auburn streaks ran rampant in her curly chocolate brown hair, falling to just below her shoulders. Her eyes, from what he could tell, were a rich brown-gold with amber surrounding the iris. Her skin was tan, but he couldn't tell if it was natural or not.

"I'm Zach, by the way." He said, holding his hand out to her.

She smiled again. She seemed to like to smile. "I'm Azucena."

"Azu-whatta?" Harry blinked. "Are you Spanish?"

"I'm Spanish, yes. And it's Azucena. (I don't know how to pronounce this, cause I haven't taken Spanish yet. Damn it. Well, pronounce it as you will. But I guess…Ah-zoo-cheh-nah) It means Lily."

Harry laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"That was…my mother's name. Lily."

She smiled. "Wow. That is so cool. You have an accent too. You British?"

"Yes. Bloody hell, what is it with you people? Always having to point out if someone isn't American." Harry groaned.

"Hey, I know just what you're saying. I go through the same thing." She sigAhed. "Damn, we foreigners…what do they have against us, anyway?"

Harry shrugged. "I dunno. I don't think that they have anything against us…it's just the fact that they feel like we're invading on their turf. That's the only reason I can think of, anyway."

Azucena, or Ceza (Che-za), as she preferred to be called, was quite easy to talk to.

After half an hour, the DJ announced a karaoke hour for duets only.

"Hey, Zach!"

"Yeah?" Harry looked up at her.

"You wanna do the contest?"

"Wha?"

"Come on!"

"Well…"

"We'll pick a song you know. And it'll be fun!" Ceza smiled reassuringly. "And if I make you totally embarrass yourself, then I'll be your slave for…" she thought for a minute, "for a day."

Harry thought. I came to America to break away from my British life. And the British me wouldn't do this…but I think the new Zach would.

Harry grinned. "Sure."

Ceza took hold of his hand and pulled him through the crowd towards the DJ stand.

The two foreigners looked through a book and finally found a song that the both of them knew and loved.

The two made their way to behind the stage, which darkened to black.

The DJ turned off the original music that had been playing, and spoke into his microphone. "Yo! We got a hot duet up here. Welcome the newest pair of singers that will hopefully not make our ears bleed, Zach and Ceza!"

The crowd clapped as the stage remained dark, but beautiful acoustic guitar flowed from the speakers.

A single light, red as blood, shone down on Ceza, and she began to sing.

( Ceza

Harry

Both)

She sits in her corner
Singing herself to sleep
Wrapped in all of the promises

Ceza's voice was beautiful, albeit a little throaty. It wasn't high and clear, yet it projected well and had a vibrato that only added to her voice.

That no one seems to keep
She no longer cries to herself
No tears left to wash away
Just diaries of empty pages
Feelings gone astray
But she will sing

A new light, gold, came down upon Harry's form, crossing with Cheza's, creating a fiery mixture between the two. Harry was nervous, but he closed his eyes, then opened them and began to sing with a passion he never knew he possessed.

Til everything burns
While everyone screams
Burning their lies
Burning my dreams
All of this hate
And all of this pain
I'll burn it all down
As my anger reigns
Til everything burns

Ooh, oh

Harry gulped, now he would have to sing by himself.

Walking through life unnoticed
Knowing that no one cares
Too consumed in their masquerade
No one sees her there
And still she sings

Til everything burns
While everyone screams
Burning their lies
Burning my dreams
All of this hate
And all of this pain
I'll burn it all down
As my anger reigns

The two stood to face each other, but Ceza decided to get cuddly and pressed her back into his chest, and Harry wrapped his arms around her shoulders, holding her to him.

To everyone else, it was the most adorable picture anyone had ever seen…to Minako, it was the one thing she never wanted to see again.

At first she had been too captivated by Zach's beautiful singing voice.

He should join the band that Gabriel had started up. His voice was enough to make anyone stare at him, and some people felt a little aroused by it.

His singing voice held a purr in it that seemed very un-Zach. Seductive.

Then she noticed the position the girl had put Zach in.

A sudden surge of some unknown emotion swelled in her heart, making her eyes bleed black.

Was this…jealousy?

Minako shook her head, trying to clear it. That's absurd. What reason do I have to be jealous? I mean, it's not like we're together or anything. Hell, I think that kiss was just a caught-in-the-moment type of thing…I think. I hope. I can't be jealous. I can't. Damn, I'll just go dance with some other guy.

Minako walked off into the crowd and started dancing with the first cute guy that asked her.

Til everything burns
Everything burns
Everything burns
Everything burns

Harry smiled as he started to sing again. He was having a lot of fun with Ceza, she was a really great girl. Right now, Minako was the farthest thing from his mind.

Watching it all fade away
All fade away
Everyone screams
Everyone screams
Watching it all fade away

Oooh, ooh
While everyone screams
Burning down lies
Burning my dreams
All of this hate
And all of this pain
I'll burn it all down
As my anger reigns
Til everything burns

Everything burns
Watching it all fade away

Oooh, ooh
Everything burns
Watching it all fade away

As the two sang the final note, the crowd clapped and whistled for them.

Ceza smiled at him over her shoulder, then hugged him tight.

Ceza was kind of short, the top of her head not even coming up to his shoulders.

Harry grinned. "Shorty."

She mock-glared at him, her bottom lip jutting out cutely. "Meanie. I'm not short. You're just…abnormally tall."

"Uh-huh." The two stepped off the stage as a new pair came up, making their way over to their chairs at the bar.

Neither noticed the rest of Harry's friends watching them.

"Who the hell is that girl?" Adrien growled. "And what is she doing with Zach?"

Now that the song was over, the large group allowed their attention to concentrate on Zach and his new little friend.

Gabriel shrugged. "Adrien, what do you care? Zach's allowed to dance with anyone he wants. We can't control who he dances with. And if he just-so-happens to like her, then it's none of our business. But I would at least prefer that Zach would let us meet her. I'm getting a strange vibe from her. It's obvious she's not a human."

Adrien nodded. "Good. You got that too. Well, let's just watch and wait."

Harry sat down with Ceza, smiling. "I can't believe I just did that!"

Ceza grinned. "I told you it was fun. And you're a great singer."

Harry blushed. "You're better."

Ceza laughed. "Yeah right." She turned to the bartender. "Hey, I'll have a Devil's Twist."

Harry blinked at her as the bartender turned to make the alcoholic drink.

"Ceza, that drink"

"I know. C'mon, Zach. Order one. They're usually pretty good." The bartender placed the dark red and black drink in front of Ceza, then turned to Harry.

"Would you like anything sir?"

Harry thought for a second. "Black Russian."

The bartender smiled. "Great choice. Not many people order that."

Harry looked at his hands. I can't believe I'm drinking alcohol…what would my friends say if they saw me now? Then it hit him. Wait, my friends can't see me. Neither can any of my 'protectors'. I'm in America with a bunch of vampires, werewolves, elves, and faeries. Hell, I guess I'm just becoming an American with an accent here.

The bartender, a busty female with the traditional American Girl look and a barmaid's dress placed the drink in front of Harry. "Here ya go, hun."

"Thanks." Harry decided to try his hand at flirting and gave her a charming smile that Sirius had taught him.

The lady blushed. "W-Well, enjoy your drink." She bustled off, blushing her head off.

Harry laughed, as did Ceza.

"That…was mean!" Ceza choked out.

"I know! I couldn't help it!" Harry took a sip of his drink. It burned his throat, but it tasted good.

The two decided to have a few more drinks.

About two hours and five alcoholic drinks each, Harry was getting pretty fuzzy.

Okay, I'll be honest with you, he was completely trashed!

Well…so was Ceza. But hers didn't show too much.

They both laughed, still sitting at the bar with each other.

"You're…You're kidding…" Ceza gasped out between laughs.

"No…I'm…I'm not. Okay…here's another one. Okay, a German general and an Italian general are standing at the top of a hill before they're battle. The German general turns to his subordinate and says, 'Gustov, get my red coat.' The Italian general looked shocked. 'You can't wear a red coat, you'll stick out like a sore thumb and get killed.' Then the German general smirked. 'If I wear a red coat and get shot, it will hide the blood and I can lead my army to victory.' The Italian general nodded, then turned to his subordinate, 'Messini, bring me my brown pants.'"

The two collapsed into laughter yet again.

"You wanna dance?" Harry asked, hearing a song come on.

She nodded. "Sure."

The two stumbled onto the dance floor, and began to dance to the song.

"What is this song?" Harry yelled to her above the sound of the female singing.

"It's called 'Rumors' by Lindsay Lohan."

"Ah."

"You don't know her, do you?"

"Not a clue."

The two laughed yet again, dancing a little too close to each other.

Harry closed his eyes as he listened to the lyrics.

Why can't you just let me
Do the things I wanna do
I just wanna be me
I don't understand why
Would you wanna bring me down
I'm only having fun
I'm gonna live my life
Like I wanna do

I'm tired of rumors starting
I'm sick of being followed
I'm tired of people lying
Saying what they want about me
Why can't they back up off me
Why can't they let me live
I'm gonna do it my way
Take this for just what it is

Harry laughed. Damn, did this song remind him of his 'popularity' problem back home.

"This is a good song," he yelled.

Ceza nodded in agreement, her eyes shut as she let her body flow to the music.

Meanwhile, Minako and her friends were trying to ignore they new friend on the dance floor with someone he had known for all of two hours.

"How can he dance with her?" Vivian muttered, annoyed. She knew that girl from somewhere, she just couldn't place where. "Doesn't that girl look familiar?"

Minako nodded. "Yeah. Hey…she looks like the girl that Aubrey used to run around with."

(Aubrey, if anyone remembers from Leave My Heart Out Of It, is Minako's elder brother.)

"Now that you mention it, she does. Didn't Aubrey go off to college or something like that? He said he broke up with his girlfriend before leaving, though. He hates long-distance relationships." Gabriel laughed. That was Aubrey. Sure, Gabriel and the others were all a lot younger than Aubrey, but that hadn't stopped him from hanging out with them like he was their age. He stopped them from getting into trouble a few times, too.

Minako's eyes narrowed at the little exotic girl dancing with her friend.

If she was who Minako thought she was, then they were about to have some problems.

Ceza looked at Zach as he danced.

Getting him drunk was a great idea, since he seemed to gain confidence when he wasn't truly aware of what he was doing. And his dancing was even better when out of it.

The way he moved caught her eye, making her stare whilst she danced.

His movements weren't fluid and smooth like his body, but they were full of confidence and slightly…suggestive, if that could even begin to explain it.

She felt heat pool in the pit of her stomach and grinned. She would most likely have a bed buddy tonight if she had any say in it.

The song stopped and a new one started up.

This one Zach seemed to recognize because his eyes lit up behind his glasses, brightening them to an almost blazing emerald.

That was what had drawn her to him, his eyes.

Most of the time, when you saw a person with green eyes, they were either shaded with brown or gold or something that faded the natural, dark emerald of the windows of Zach Chescher's soul. But his eyes…were just pure out-and-out emerald green. Unsullied by any other glinting color. Pure, uncut emeralds, shining like the jewels of a million-jewel necklace.

Zach noticed her staring. "Ceza? What's wrong?"

She smiled. He was pretty perceptive when it came to how people reacted. "Nada, alredor todos nada."(Nothing, nothing at all.)

Zach blinked in confusion.

Ceza grinned, remembering that Zach didn't understand her home language. She decided to tease him. "Yo meramente miraba fijamente en sus ojos verdes, esmeraldas e interminables que eclipsan el enjoya muy ellos son colorados después. ..and su cuerpo magnífico. Me hace quiero saltarle derecho ahora mismo." (Yes, this is accurate. I have a translator. And what she said was: I was merely staring at your endless emerald green eyes that outshine the very jewels they are colored after...and your gorgeous body. It makes me want to jump you right here and now. Wow, anxious much?)

Harry blinked he had no idea as to what she had just said, but he didn't like the way she was looking at him.

"Anda, Zach. Salgamos de aquí. Podemos ir tiene alguna diversión verdadera. Yo le puedo mostrar un tiempo realmente bueno." Ceza came up really close to him, the song blasting around them, her lips against his ear. Harry stiffened. What is she doing?

"Acabo de adorar si usted vendría conmigo. Pienso que usted sería un compañero realmente bueno de cama. ¿No me quiere usted? Por la manera usted bailaba más temprano, habría pensado tan. Anda, zanja sus amigos y viene conmigo. Yo lo adoraría si usted me golpearía en el colchón." During her speech, Ceza wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing the front of her body into his, melding them together till he could feel just how much of a woman she was. Yet, through his embarrassment, at the very end of her babbling, her hand slipped from his neck, tracing down his chest, to his stomach, then even further to trace the hem of his jeans. Harry didn't notice at first, seeing as how the fingers of the hand around his neck were currently tracing small circles and curlicues in the skin of the back of his neck.

But he did notice when she cupped the front of where his legs joined the rest of his body.

Harry froze, and then jumped away from her, pushing her away from him.

"¿Qué el infierno? ¿Qué es su problema?"( Ceza gasped out, glaring at him.

Harry backed up. "Ceza, speak English, please!"

Ceza sighed, pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Zach, what the hell is your problem?"

"What were you asking me?" Harry asked, very wierded out and annoyed. How could she touch him like that? That was very rude, forward, and very, very perverted.

Harry's eyes widened. "Are you trying to seduce me or something?"

She came up to him, going back into her previous position. "Well, why wouldn't I? So, whaddaya say, Zach?"

Harry looked down at her, eyes glaring deep into hers.

Minako looked out at the dance floor, her attention solely on two certain figures.

Rage and jealousy boiled in her blood, making her eyes bleed black.

Her friends noticed, and they held her back from attacking the girl who was currently all over their British friend.

Sure, they were furious, too. But they didn't know what Minako would do if she was let go.

All they could do was watch as the scene unfolded in front of them.

Harry glared down at her, but then his gaze softened.

"Ceza?"

"Yes, Zach?"

"I'm sorry." He pulled back from her hold, putting some distance between them. "I'm not into that."

"…" Ceza was silent for a second, trying to digest what he was saying. "What?"

"I don't like picking up random girls from clubs who take advantage of me while I'm partially drunk. All the dancing and stuff burned the alcohol out of my system. Or at least most of it. If all you're wanting from me is a bed buddy for a night, then you'd be better off going somewhere else. Sorry. I thought we could be friends, Ceza, nothing more than that." With that, Harry left her right in the middle of the dance floor.

Zach approached the table that he and his friends were sitting in, and sat down, sighing tiredly.

Adrien blinked. "Dude, what happened out there?"

"…Nothing…I just…couldn't take it anymore."

"Couldn't take what?" Gabriel asked, curious.

"Hey, do any of you guys know Spanish?" Zach suddenly changed the subject, and they knew it.

Rachel, Cory's girlfriend, rose her hand. "Why?"

Harry repeated what Ceza had said, probably mispronouncing a few things.

Rachel choked on her soda. "Wh-Wha? You're kidding me? She said that?"

"What does it mean?" Zach asked impatiently.

Rachel gulped. "It means: Come on, Zach. Let's go somewhere else. We can go have some true fun. I can show you a really good time. I wondered if you would come with me. I think that you would be a really good bed buddy. Don't you want me? By the way you danced earlier, I would have thought so. Come on, let's ditch your friends and come with me. I would love it if you would bang me into the mattress."

Zach paled, then spat out his mouthful of Black Russian. "Say wha?" His expression darkened. "Why that little…"

Minako placed a hand on his shoulder, and he immediately calmed down.

She always seemed to have that effect on him. She either calmed him down, or got him excited and riled up.

"It's okay, Zach. We're just happy you didn't go with her." Minako smiled. "I've heard of that girl. She used to go out with my brother, but he dumped her."

Zach shook his head. "That's it. I'm going back to the bar."

"Why?" Minako blinked. She didn't think Zach would have been the type to drink.

"I wanna forget that happened."

The others shook their heads, but Adrien and the other boys tagged along, where they all had a drinking contest.

The girls stared from the sidelines, shaking their heads at their boyfriends' behavior.

None of them went home until nearly four in the morning.

:Next Morning:

Harry woke the next morning with the mother of all hangovers.

"Ah, damn." He muttered, rubbing his head. He looked at his clock, trying to decipher what the luminous numbers said.

2:23 pm.

"Wha? How could I sleep in that late?" Harry jumped out of bed, despite his want of lying in his soft bed and going back to sleep, and got dressed before grabbing some food and soda in a bag from Shiri and stumbling to the beach, still holding his forehead.

Adrien laughed. "And Sleeping Beauty awakens."

"Oh, bugger off." Harry groaned. "Jeeze, I feel like I got hit by a triple-decker bus, then run over by a million polo ponies. What the hell happened last night?" Harry sat between Adrien and Gabriel on the rocks, making himself comfortable.

"You got drunk off your ass and lost the drinking contest." Adrien said simply.

But then Gabriel looked at him. "You mean you don't remember a thing?"

Harry shook his head. "No…not a thing."

Both Gabriel and Adrien shared looks. "Aw, man, I can't believe it. You came out of that room looking pretty damn happy…"

Harry stared at them. "What the bloody hell?"

The two laughed. "We're kidding! We're kidding! Calm down!"

"I'll show you two calming down!"

The rest of the group had fun watching as Harry ran after his two 'friends', promising nothing short of death.

Apparently this would be a good day for them.

A/N: There, there's the chapter. Hope you all are happy. This took me forever to write. Especially getting those translations. You'll probably see Ceza again, just not anytime soon.

But, I'd also like to thank my reviewers right now. I usually do that and I haven't done so yet in this fanfic. So, without further ado:

Sakurasango: Heya! Thank you for reviewing so much! I hope you keep reading and keep reviewing!

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