Wanna know something funny about me? I'm never optimistic, not once in my life have I looked at something bad in a good and humorous way.

When we found out Iggy was blind, not one – absolutely no one – said "Oh no, Iggy's blind, but what the hell, at least we have five more pairs of eyes to use…"

Fang wasn't happy. He stood in the corner scowling; Angel approached me a couple of minutes later, and dragged me to a corner.

"Fang really wants to know why you kissed him," Angel whispered. She hadn't forgiven her, but she still spoke to me about it.

"I dunno, I don't really want to speak about it right now, though," I told her, falling on to my knees. "And I'm really sorry… for yelling at you honey, I just… I just got annoyed; I didn't know what I was doing…"

"I know, I was reading your mind…" Angel said, smiling a little.

We were getting really annoyed with each other by the time we were outside Nudge's place. We'd gone straight from the beach to find her house, she couldn't wait to go to the Institute, she had/wanted to go to her house straight away instead if causing trouble.

Gazzy and Nudge were constantly bellowing at each other, and Fang wouldn't stop staring at me like I was some kind of alien.

"Stop it, Fang!" I yelled at him at one point. "Will you stop looking at me like that? It's annoying me SO much!"

He frowned. He mumbled something that wasn't audible, and continued to fly behind me.

We stopped at a cabin; everyone had showered, eaten and slept before they set off again the next morning.

Not much happened during their stay, but I and Fang did have the smallest argument. Well… big-small… Oh whatever, it was a HUGE argument… I still can't believe the cabin is still in pieces.

Sigh… just like old times.

He was sitting on the floor in front of the fire chatting with Iggy, who just couldn't believe he could see, and got easily distracted by colours. Iggy sat in between me and Fang (who were totally ignoring each other) and hummed to himself. I'm sure he was hyper – no, really.

Fang was watching the fire… and suddenly.

"I hate you," he grunted at me. "Why the hell did you have to go and ruin everything like that? It's really proved how ungrateful you are!"

I never saw it coming, Fang would never tell me he hated me, sometimes it was just the odd fight, (the odd extremely violent fight) but he'd never told me he hated me.

"Fang there are children in the room," I reminded him, making sure he minded his language (something he never usually did).

Iggy immediately left. He could finally see, and one of the first things he was going to see was definitely not going to be me and Fang fighting. As long as he could help it.

Fang – I love him, I really do. He's probably one of the best people I've ever met, he's interesting and he's saved my life way too many times for me to hate him.

We can always tell what each other is going to say, but never what each other feels or thinks. That's Angel's job.

I don't see how anyone could hate Fang. He was handsome, strong and intelligent, just great.

He was more of an outcast though, he didn't like to take part, he just wanted to live a decent life and then die, and I knew it. If the flock hadn't met, he probably would have killed himself. And I'll admit, I would have done the same thing too.

But when he stared at me, there was so much anger in his eyes, I had no idea why… why was he so angry? It was just a kiss.

Ohhhhh, yeah right.

We were family. Brothers and sisters don't kiss each other like I kissed Fang, it was just wrong. But then again… we weren't really family. We just called each other family. Angel and Gazzy told me that no matter what, we'd always be family, and nothing would change that.

This so did!

It really seemed to matter that he got an answer. "Why the hell did you kiss me?" he demanded.

"I-" I frowned. "Why do you want to know anyway, it's not like it's that important anyway!"

"It is!" he nearly screamed at me. He was losing it, and when Fang lost it, it was not pretty. It was like a hurricane, there isn't another way to describe it.

"It just felt right…" I admitted. "I didn't want to lose you after what Ari did to you, so I just… did it." I shrugged and messed with the laces of my converse.

There was silence. I heard Iggy getting into bed, and Gazzy snoring somewhere else. Angel and Nudge never snored, spoke in their sleep or sleep-walked, can you believe Nudge doesn't talk in her sleep?

"Is that why?" he asked me finally. "It's stupid."

If Fang didn't have scratches all over his face from where Ari had clawed him, and if his face wasn't bruised from where his face had hit the rock, I would have slapped him. Really hard.

"You don't get it do you?" I asked him. "Why are you being anbastard and trying to boss me around all the time?"

He replied calmly. "Maybe it's because I just like you," he muttered, before leaving me alone staring into the dying flames of the fire.