Authors Note: Let me know if you think I should bump the rating with this chapter, I tried to do this scene as tastefully as possibly.

-Piper

Chapter 5: A Few More Wounds

It's was over. Her entire world had been smashed by a comet, leaving nothing but a barren wasteland of lava and death. A mere memory what had been once a wonderful beautiful place. Everything she thought she knew was a complete and utter lie.

She was dead inside. The soul of her corpse rotting in the freezing November coldness of her mind.

She had dismissed Jeremy hours ago, convincing him that she had been satisfied and sending him on his happy way. As soon as he was behind the door, she sat on her bed and wept.

She reached over by her blanket and grabbed Mr. Puck. Her special little friend in whom she truly confided.

"Oh Mr. Puck..." She said to the little raggedy doll in her hands "What have I done? What have I done?" She cried.

"Am I..." She gulped down her tears and pain "Am I wrong for feeling like this? Am I a horrible person?"

Poor girl was so horribly confused at this point, her emotions where running terribly out of control.

"Am I?" She sobbed... And suddenly in a fit of rage tightened her grip on the little doll and chucked it at her vanity mirror. Her crying began to slow down, and she looked at the spoils of her out burst. Shards of mirror laid upon the ground, and lying broken on the floor was Mr. Puck. The impact of torpedoing into the reflective glass had cause him to sever his head.

Aelita leaned over and picked up what was left of her little friend. He looked the exact way on the outside that she felt on the inside, cut in half and disturbed.

She heard a knock at her door. "Aelita?" the person called from the outside.

It was Odd, he must of heard the crash.

"Just a second!" She said, shoving the remains of Mr. Puck under her pillow and quickly drying his eyes on her dress. She took one last breath to recover and then opened the door.

"Hey there Princess, everything all right?" Odd said, taking note of the shattered mirror.

"Yea sure." She lied "Everything is fine Odd, the mirror... Just fell that's all."

Odd raised his eyebrow in suspicion "It doesn't look like it fell. It looks like someone threw something at it." He said suspiciously and concerned "Are you sure everything is all right?"

She hesitated... She knew she was falling into her own little hell hole, and Odd might be just the person to provide her with a rope for escaping.

"No." She whimpered "Odd please come in." She said, sitting down on her bed. Odd sat down next to her and shut the door. With in the next 15 minutes she would confide everything once again. About Xana's kiss, about how it made her feel, about what Yumi had said, About how Jeremy totally sucked at kissing. Everything.

"Jesus H. Christ..." Odd muttered upon hearing the end of her tale. This was one doosey of a problem, and not one he was sure he knew how to fix. Sure he knew exactly how to handle a guys problems, those where very simple. But this was one mother of a problem that he wasn't sure he could fix.

"Odd..." She spoke softly "Am I a horrible person for feeling this way?"

"What?" Odd said surprised "No no! No Aelita your not a horrible person." He said trying comfort her, placing his arm around her shoulder. "Your not a horrible person at all. So Xana was a good kisser, and you liked it. There's nothing wrong with that at all, there's nothing wrong with thinking Jeremy is a horrible kisser either."

"Odd..." She wept into his shoulder "Odd I just feel so unfulfilled since that kiss with Xana... I thought... I thought Jeremy kissing me would make these thoughts and feelings go away... But it didn't and now I... I..."

Odd let out a soft "shhing" sound as he comforted her with a hug, stroking her hair gently while rocking her back and forth.

Aelita suddenly was feeling the sadness fall out her. Sitting here with Odd... Silently being held in his arms... He was just as tender as Jeremy always was. She looked up at his face, so peaceful looking and warming.

She kissed him. Just plain out of nowhere, she just kissed him quickly once on the mouth.

There was an awkwardness for a moment, the two of them staring at each other. Aelita was about to apologize when suddenly Odd leaned in for another kiss.

Aelita met him, there two tongues where enjoying there entire trip in Paris from there on in. Odd was it, he was just as kind and tender as Jeremy when need be but also at the same time knew just how work that tongue in such a way to give Aelita her full moments of ecstasy.

The kiss dragged on, the two of them where really starting to get in to it. They huge each other tightly as they kissed, and Aelita allowed to lie her body down on the bed and drag Odd on top of her. Meanwhile Odd's left hand was caressing her pretty pink hair and exploring around her thigh and traveling north slowly.

Aelita knew where this was heading, she knew full well how it would ruin everything... But she didn't care. For the first time since this dreadful thing began she was finally feeling loved, she was finally feeling cared for. So she lied back as she went along her little roller coaster, getting ready for the first big hill courtesy of Odd.

20 minutes later. 20 minutes had all but gone by, and now she was lying on her back on the shards of mirror, with Odd panting and covered and sweat lying on top of her. The roller coaster had been one rough and wild ride that she had enjoyed so very much. But now that it was over and she was back in the real world, she feared of what would happen.

As Odd got himself up off of her she glanced over at the clock. It was 11 O'clock at night, if Odd had left to go back to his room now he surly would be ought by Jim and the whole thing would be exposed.

"Odd... Why don't you spend the night in here?" She said getting up from the floor,

"Please?" She added, kissing him once on the lips. More so than it getting exposed she just plan didn't want him not leave her. She wanted to cling to him, as he was the only form of emotional protection she possibly had at this point,

This little dirt deed had healed her, at the expense of a few more wounds to emotions as well as to her back.