Authors note: I had to split this chapter and the last because it was getting too big Anyway this may be the last chappie for a while I have a severe writers block and a blood test tomorrow screams I hate needles oh well enjoy it's a goody although it's quite short sorry about that! But I thought I'd make it interesting since I won't be writing for a while!

Mark jumped of the couch in fright, Magenta whom had sat back on his knee almost flew halfway across the room screamed, but Mark caught her just in time,

"Sorry Magenta,"

"S'kay,"

Maureen raised an eyebrow,

"Who the hell are you?"

"Oh excuse me, I'm Magenta," She replied in a sweet tone,

"Yes, I'm Maureen, Mark's ex," Maureen replied snidely, "I suppose you two ARE going out?"

"Actually, we are," said magenta glaring at Maureen, "I think we look an adorable couple, and I can see why mark dumped you,"

"WHAT!" exclaimed Maureen, Mark tried to make himself look very small, "I- YOU, I DUMPED HIM!"

"Oh, I see, what a mistake you made,"

"NO, I dumped him for my current girlfriend, JoAnne."

Mark looked at Magenta, wondering how she'd take it.

"Oh, your a lesbian," Magenta said, clicking her tongue in a disgusted way as she said lesbian, "I thought there was a bad atmosphere the moment you walked in the room,"

"HOW DARE YOU," exclaimed Maureen.

"Oh, quite easily," said Magenta, "quite easily, what do you do for kicks? Sit naked on door handles?"

"Shut up,"

"Oh, original, witty, I like it, you know maybe you should go back to men, it might make you less stiff, you know, LOOSEN you up and everything,"

"You know," said Mark, "I'm going through to talk to Mimi and Roger,"

He couldn't get out of that situation quicker. The quarrel continued though.

"What blew up?" Mark asked.

"The coffee machine," Mimi replied, "simple instructions yet SHE manages to break it, if there's a way, she'll find it."

They heard a noise from through the front room, and were quiet,

"GET OFF ME, YOU LUNATIC,"

"TAKE IT BACK,"

"NO,"

The three of them looked at each other, and ran through to find Magenta and Maureen rolling around on the floor, biting, scartching, clawing and basically punching fuck out of each other.

Mimi grabbed Maureen, getting elbowed in the eye,

"OW!" she wailed staggering back, Roger caught her before she fell over.

Mark grabbed Maureen this time as Magenta clambered to her feet, also staggering.

"YOU CRAZY BITCH," she screamed and ran out of the appartment.

"Magenta wait," shouted Mark dropping Maureen and running out after her.

It had been raining outside and everything was muddy, Magenta only got as far as just outside the lot before she tripped up.

"Magenta, are you okay?" said Mark running up to her and helping her to her knees, she was crying. Mark put his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly ignoring the mud he was getting covered in, he kneeled down and she snuggled tightly into him, weeping bitterly, he rubbed his arms up and down her back,

"Ssshh, your okay right? You'll be fine. Maureen is just one of those people you don't mess around with, okay, but you'll be fine,"

Magenta looked at him expressionlessly, a lock of hair fell into her eyes. Mark brushed it out of her eyes gently, she smiled.

Then something come over Mark, he didn't know what but he felt funny, not haha funny or wierd funny but a different funny, something he'd never felt before, he shakily raised his arm up Magenta's back to her neck, she raised her eyebrow curiously, and smiled. Scared he brought her face closer to his, she closed her eyes, and he closed his, he leaned forward and kissed her delicately on the lips. Magenta lifted her arms and wrapped them around Mark's neck, and he kissed her again, a longer one this time, more passionately and with more courage, yet Mark hadn't blushed, the kiss seemed to last forever, when he tried to break away, Magenta held him back, he relexed and felt all his fears melt away, there was only this, only now, nothing else mattered at the moment.

After what seemed like an eternity, the two broke free, smiling at each other,

"You know," said Mark,climbing to his feet "Maybe we should go back inside, it's pretty cold out here,"

Magenta nodded but as she tried to get to her feet Mark lifted her up,

"I'll carry you honey, save your energy, it's too cold."

Magenta giggled and drew her finger up his arm,

"maybe we could go back to your appartment" she asked still giggling as he carried her up the stairs.

"Fine," Mark replied carrying her up the further extra flight of stairs and putting her down so he could get his key,

"Excuse me one second," said Mark, going to the bathroom, when he returned, Magenta was nowhere to be seen,

"Magenta?" he called.

"Through your bedroom honey,"

Magenta what are you-" Mark stopped mid-sentence, Magenta was in his bed!

"Um...Magenta...are you uh..wearing-" he stopped again, there was a pile of clothes at the side of his bed obviously the answer to the question he was about to ask was no.

"Marky, I'm very cold in here, come and warm me up,"

Mark did turn red this time,

"Okay," she said, "if you won't undress, I'll do it myself," and she climbed out of the bed not even wearing any underwear and pulled off his jumper.

"Wow," said Magenta teasing, "have you been working out?"

"No, not-not really," replied Mark, he felt like he was five years old (metaphorically).

"Come on shy one," said Magenta pulling him onto the bed and pulling down his zipper.

Mark felt the familiar sensation in his trousers as she took out his button and let her fingers slide down into his boxers,

"Come on honey, keep me warm," she repeated, and he didn't struggle he undressed and climbed onto the bed,

"I've never done this before not even with my exes, this-" Magenta put a finger to his lips,

"Sshh, don't talk just do," and she lay herself down on the bed. Mark let himself go and gently climbed on top, slowly entering her, she groaned softly,

"More," she whispered and he repeated the process.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked, she nodded,

"It's just my first time too okay so don't feel nervous, just go."

Magenta breathed in sharply as he continued, and groaned a little louder than before, Mark felt more comfortable untill she turned around,

"What's-"

"Nothing, just close your eyes," he did as she said and felt a sharp but sensual delight down below as she blew gently.

Mark let himself go...

The next morning Magenta woke to find Mark missing, she panicked at first untill he came back through with breakfast,

"Oh, how sweet," she said, "You so generous too, you've got it all."

Mark laughed,

"I made you some pancakes," he said.

Magenta dived in, never being one with manners, when she finished she gave Mark a syrupy kiss on the cheek.

She was glad she'd picked someone as kind as him.