Disclaimer: I don't own Young Wizards just the plot.

Note: Thoughts will be written like: Like this. And the person thinking it name's gonna be like :whoever.

Our Time & Wizardry From The Last

ch. 3:

Shock

What-the-frickin-hell-is-going-ON! :Kit

Kit's mind was racing. Mostly because of Ronan's sudden action that made him freeze.

Nita was the opposite, her mind was set on one thought:

"Ronan," she said faintly seeing Ronan look up at her with a half-interested look.

Ronan started to answer back but before any of the three in the room could say or do anything; a mysterious fair-tanned hand swept out of nowhere and pulled Kit into the kitchen.

Kit was baffled and filled with mixed emotions. The hand grabbed him from behind so he didn't know who it was at the time. When he was fully aware of what happened and out of the shock he saw big, curious eyes peering at him.

"...'Mela...?" Kit stammered, "What the hell are you thinking pulling me in here now of all times especial--"

"Kit! Shut up and tell me why Mr. Gorgeous is here and why Nita is in his arms instead of me?"

Kit made a pout face and answered, "I don't know and really don't care...and 'Mr. Gorgeous'?"

"Yes, Mr. Gorgeous!" she burst out in total ecstasy, "I thought Nita and him were over?"

Kit sighed and turned to go back to the living room, "...and again 'Mela, I couldn't care less."

Kit left a shock-stricken 'Mela behind and wandered back into the living room expecting to see Ronan gushing over Nita or something like that...but it was definitely nothing of the sort. Kit could barely open the door to the living room before seeing Ronan crashed and heaped over in the corner near where the door opened.

"Ho-ly crap," Kit said speechless and stopped wondering what was going on when he heard heavy steps storming up the stairs. And with a few minutes following, a door slamming.

Kit didn't bother with Ronan but made his way up the stairs, stopping before seeing Dairine in front of him blocking his path.

"Dairine?" Kit asked, "Ya mind getting out of my way?"

Dairine glared at him and added bluntly, "She's in her room and the door's not locked."

"Ok thanks"

Kit glided past her and started for Nita's room. It wasn't locked so he decided to peer in. She was lying on her bed, her face shoved into her pillow.

Kit sighed.

"Mind if I come in, Neets?

Nita didn't even nod or turn to answer him so Kit let himself in and locked the door behind him. He made his way and sat at the chair of her desk.

"Uh, Nita?" he started to say uneasily.

"Whaat?" she said muffled because of the pillow.

"Well," he started thinking of a way to start their conversation, "uh...care to explain why Ronan was jumbled and heaped up in your living room corner?"

Kit couldn't see it but Nita winced at the mention of Ronan's name and covered her ears.

"What?" Kit said plainly, now a little more confident guessing that nothing 'happened' with Ronan and Nita, "Is his name taboo now?"

Nita didn't answer.

He sighed, "Oh come on Neets, seriously what happened?"

Nothing.

Kit turned his head uneasily towards Nita's room's door.

"Well, can you at least tell me," he started, "if you guys...uh kissed?"

As soon as Kit said the word 'kissed' Nita took the pillow she had her face on and shoved it right into Kit's stomach. He hauled over in mild pain.

"Agghh, what was that for?" he somehow turned to face Nita.

She turned to look at him, looking like she was about to say something but apparently decided against it. When Kit finally got up and sat back down on Nita's bed, he had a confused look on his face.

"What was that for, Nita?"

Silence again, but after a while Nita finally decided to speak:

"No," she said half-heartedly.

Kit gave her a look.

"What?" Nita said partially annoyed.

"Well, it's just he was like probably two inches away from your lips. You're expecting me to believe that?"

"Kit," Nita was getting annoyed now, "We didn't do anything, I swear. Yeah he was inches away from kissing me but I'm telling you, nothing happened."

The look on Kit's face got a little less suspicious.

"So, are you gonna tell me why he was in your living room corner?"

Nita rolled her eyes but started to explain anyways, "He held me and I was taken back at the stuff he said especially him calling me," it disgusted her to say this, "'Nita baby'. So when he started to lean in to kiss me I kicked him in the stomach and beat him until he let go of me."

"And...how did he end up in the corner again?"

"I don't know...I rushed up the stairs after that."

So nothing really did happen. Thank God... :Kit

"Yeah, thank God."

"Nita," Kit looked at her half amused, "Why now...? Reading my thoughts, jeez..."

Nita looked at him with a little smile, "I dunno, but your thought was right so why does it matter any?"

"Yeah, I guess," Kit just remembered, "Oh crap I forgot...'Mela's here."

"She is?"

"Yeah, she saw you in Mr. Gorgeous' arms."

Nita started to laugh, "'Mr. Gorgeous'?"

"Yeah, that's her new name for him," he said annoyed, making a face.

"Haha, then we should get down there. I wanna see Mr. Gorgeous get his taste of 'Mela torture for what he did to me."

Nita started to head for the door.

"Alright. Hey, hold up for me," Kit said getting up.

They both left Nita's room and raced down the stairs.

:sigh: Well, at least nothing happened with them, so I'll still have my chance to tell her. Ha, and 'Mr. Dumbass' will be getting it from 'Mela. My luck tonight is starting to turn. :A/N: guess lol

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A/N:

Joan Marie Mesi: Well, it depends if your gonna be a J/N or N/R shipper, but then again 'evil' suits Ronan's stoney ways IMO. Oh, 'n thanks.

Kili of the Forest: Heheh, yeah I didn't exactly make Ronan the typical dark stoner he is in this fic.

readaholicponyhairgirl: Yeah, OOC's apparently goin' on with all the charries w/ this plot 'n thanks.forgive me Diane Duane :'(

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