A/N: Sorry for the last chapter! Very, very sorry! You may kill me if you want! I didn't mean for it to end up like that! Honest! I just sort of… happened! Truly!

By the way, for anyone that was confused, smut is basically just porn. Soft porn that is.

Thanks to all my reviewers:

Evilloveberry08 – I think I know what I want to happen in the end. When I finish the fic, I will probably go through the fic and change bits and grammar and rewrite bits, but I'm hoping it will work out in the end!

Irish Violinist – I'm glad you liked the chapter! And (as you are reading it now) I'm… I was going to say working on it, but that's wrong since it is now posted… never mind.

Artimis-sandstorm – Argh! Now I'm dead! Nooooo… etc. etc. ect. I am writing! See! Shoves computer under Artimis' nose See!

Random Odd Person – I don't think Kel really hates Dom. By that I mean hate hate. I think she's just a bit confused about her emotions at the moment. And Dom… well, I think Dom is just a little pissed off about how much Kel has messed him around. Why doesn't he look at himself…? I'm glad that you're a faithful reviewer! I love you so much!

Wake-Robin – It was a bit unexpected, wasn't it? I loved it though! I like the whole love/hate relationship with Kel and Dom… sorry about that! And now I'm updating!

Grey Eyed Fighter – Thanks! You're my best friend too hugs all around I know about the usual thing! It's so annoying! I think there is always flaws in a relationship, even when it may seem perfect to other people. I don't know where some of the fanfiction writers got the idea that Kel and Dom were perfect together, without arguments and stuff… wish I could go there! As to your question, I sent you an email just hoping you got it! and if you have any more query's about definitions, wither ask me, or go on google and search for a fanfiction dictionary. Merry Christmas!

Demented Hamster – Thanks again for the review, Lixxi! And Dom is not pervy! It's smut! Guys do slap! Have you ever seen what Mark has done to me? You are a coward and you will not commit suicide, because then you wouldn't be able to read the chapter when I did update. So tough.

Watching every motion
In my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
My love

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

Berlin, Take my Breath Away

Midnight Unusualities

Take my Breath Away…

Kel sat in her room for the next few days, sobbing her heart out. Why was everything so confusing? Everything had been so much simpler when she and Dom were just friends. Why couldn't they go back to that? But even as she wished it, Kel knew there was no hope. Too much damage had been done to their relationship for them to go back to just being friends. She wished it wasn't that way. But oh, how she wished.

"Kel!" There it was. That banging on her door. She was fed up with it. She'd had to lock her door in the end.

Someone had once said that you can never have enough friends.

How misled they must have been. Kel had never before realised how many people cared about her. It was such a nuisance. They just wouldn't get away from her door.

She sighed.

The person on the other side of her door pounded on it again. They must have wanted to speak to her.

They may have wanted to speak to her… but she didn't want to speak to them.

So… tough.

"Kel," a male voice yelled angrily. "Kel! I swear by the Goddess and under the eyes of Mithros, if you don't open this door right now I'll…"

Kel groaned.

Stumbling up from her position on the bed, she tottered over to the door, swinging it open with one, swift movement.

She stood there, rubbing her bleary eyes before starting to speak.

"You know, you didn't have to bang so loudly. All the dead in Scanra would have heard you the way you were trying to break my door down…"

Kel stopped when she glanced up to see who was stood there.

Dom.

Dom walked in, grabbed Kel's arm and pushed her into a seating position on the bed.

Shocked, Kel submitted to Dom's rough treatment of her. When she had settled herself comfortably enough on the bed, she watched Dom.

He was pacing around the room and an incredible speed. She also noticed the perspiration gathering around his temples.

Was he nervous?

"Kel," he said quickly, wiping the sweat off his face with one shirt sleeve. "I just want to say how sorry I am for the other day. I'm sorry if I lead you on…"

"You didn't," she replied coldly. "Besides, there was noting to be lend onto."

Dom winced.

"So," he stuttered, but now his voice held a hopeful quality to it. "Do you think you could forgive me? Or do you still hate me?"

When Kel didn't reply, Dom's shoulders slumped dejectedly. "Alright," he muttered to his feet, head bowed sullenly at the ground. "I guess I'll just be… going…"

"That probably would be a good idea," Kel's voice still sounded cold, but inside she was writing with pain. Was Dom really this upset? She didn't think so. He was probably just putting on an act. Like he did for all the court women. Well she wouldn't be fooled that easily.

Still, Kel was quite surprised when Dom replied spitefully, "I really loved you- did you know that? And just because you hate me doesn't mean I'll ever stop loving you. You can turn into a piece of ice, but I'll still love you. I'll love you until my dying day. And if I can't melt you, then," he shrugged. "At least I'll have the satisfaction of knowing I'd tried."

And with that, Dom pulled Kel to her feet, kissing her hungrily. It made her insides melt and took away all her breath. She felt like Dom was sucking her soul out through her mouth.

Breaking away, Dom gave Kel a longing look.

Without another sound, he left the room leaving Kel to contemplate on what he had just said.

Again, she had the distinct feeling that she didn't have a clue what was going on.

"Yes, Neal," Kel sighed again. "I did beat him up for you."

Neal smirked.

"But it didn't seem to do any good," she added tiredly. "And then he…" she blushed at this point.

"Yes," Neal pressed her for information. "What did he do then? Tell me! Tell me!" He was like a jumpy, uncontrollable boy that wanted more sweets.

Neal's eyes widened and he started to choke theoretically. "Oh no!" Neal gasped. "He didn't… kiss you, did he?"

Kel blush turned in a full-blown dark crimson flood.

Neal smirked and leaned back in his chair, lacing his long fingers together.

"Well," he sighed dramatically. "We have got a little problem on our hands here, haven't we?"

Kel scowled.

"Ah, yes," Neal sighed. "My dear cousin kissed you in his lovely throws of passion, and now your pretty little head is all confused. I know, dear, I know," Neal leaned forward and patted Kel's hand comfortingly, a false look of understanding pity on his face.

Kel's face contorted angrily and she snatched her hand away from Neal's and moved further away from her friend.

"Kel, Kel," Neal sighed as he shook his head pityingly. "My cousin really is one with the women. A right womaniser."

"You can say that again," Kel muttered sullenly.

Neal smiled slightly and leaned back into his chair.

"You really do have a problem," he grinned. "You're in far too deep.

Kel groaned and ran a hand through her hair. "I know I'm in too deep, though. That's the problem. I can't cope. Every time I close my eyes I see him, Neal. Every time I turn the corner and see someone, I automatically think it's him. Whenever someone talks to me, or flirts with me, even you, I try to pretend that it's him! Do I have something wrong with me, Neal? Is it some colossal defect I have that makes me want to love him?"

"I don't know, Kel," Neal replied hopelessly, serious this time. "I really don't know."

A/N: You can kill me for the smut in the last chapter if you want, but please don't. Because then I wouldn't be able to write any more. Sniff

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