Author's Notes: Well, it's certainly been quite a journey so far hasn't it? Only five chapters and we have Cody and Heather as a loving couple, as well as Heather being at least bi-curious. But this is still just the beginning! As we said before, the first nine chapters are mostly foundation material. We've said it before, and we're going to say it again, this is in order to show you brief glimpses into the various steps Cody and Heather's relationship has taken. That's not to say they are finished however, they're only eighteen and both still have plenty of growing up to do. Now that you all have seen little bits and pieces of what makes them who they are and how they came together, the next step is to show you where they are going to be, where the story itself is going to take place, and to introduce the rest of the supporting cast. As we do this, you'll continue to learn more about Cody and Heather's past as you learn about the others. This allows us to move the story ahead without taking too long, while at the same time make sure all of you know everything you need to.

Now, this chapter takes place a year after events of chapter 5. I'll also point out that this chapter lacks the 'Fate' prefix, there is a reason for this and the story is going to have a theme when it comes to these prefaces. I would say what that means for this chapter and future chapters, but I'd rather let you find out for yourself, but please feel free to guess! On a final note, what is revealed here is the long awaited indication of where the majority of this story will take place. So sit back and get ready, we're almost at the starting gates for this story. We also have a super special awesome contest for the next chapter, please read the closing AN for details!

For now please enjoy the sixth chapter of "Unbreakable Red Silken Thread": Crossroads with Destiny

The sight of a cherry red 2008 Mercedes Benz Crossfire SRT-6 Coupe (whose license plate read 2BD2BGD) pulling into the driveway of one Cody Emmett Jameson Anderson would have at one time raised many eyebrows. Though nowhere near as many as the sight of Heather Wilson emerging from said car and strolling up the sidewalk like this was an everyday occurrence. However, for the last ten months that had been just the case.

Thigh-length raven-black hair, pulled back into a ponytail, shimmered in the sunlight as a river of black ice, bobbing and swishing with each step, producing a rather hypnotic effect, as Cody could attest to. While her boyfriend preferred her hair untied and flowing freely, something she was more than willing to indulge him with, they both knew that this small sacrifice had to be made for at least the next few days. As much as he preferred it, her free flowing hair did have an annoying habit of getting in the way.

Contrasting the darkness of her hair was her shirt, a plain white tank top in place of her trademark lavender tube-top. She still wore her tan booty shorts and croc sandals, having come to enjoy their comfort and freedom of movement over the years. Not to mention the fact that while she knew Cody would never be one to brag, there was an unmistakable pride that showed in his smile and his eyes whenever they were together in public, with him being able to show those who had bullied him why he was so much better than they were, in a way they'd agree with, sadly. To anyone that had known her for any length of time however; the slight change in clothes and the new preference in hairstyle were far from her most striking change. What stood out the most was her mood and overall attitude. She wasn't just happy; there was a nervous excitement to her, an extra spring in her step and sway to her hips as she carried herself. The thin guarded smirk that usually defined her mouth was replaced with a small but honest smile. The entire scene would have been quite surreal to anyone who had seen her on Total Drama to say the least.

Reaching the door, she didn't even bother ringing the doorbell or knocking, she let herself in and headed upstairs towards Cody's room while humming a light tune. Once she reached her boyfriend's room, her good mood was replaced with confusion at the rumblings and struggling grunts heard within. Silently looking into the open door, her confusion gave way to slight annoyance.

Instead of the several taped up boxes and duffle bags packed ready to go as she had expected, the sight before Heather was that of a room filled with extra large trash bags and piles of stuff cluttering every square inch. Books, magazines, VHS tapes, DVDs, posters, etc. Cody himself was halfway in his closet, tossing things out into the middle of the floor with no apparent rhyme or reason.

On one section of the floor, she could see old magazines and DVD cases haphazardly arranged into makeshift homes by Cody throwing them all over budging with movement in two columns. Though unseen directly by her, Heather knew that Chikktika and Boo were tunneling, having the time of their lives in the unheard of clutter of the room. Were her boyfriend not so distracted with his current task, she knew he would be cracking Tremors jokes at the sight.

'He must be cleaning his room…I guess I can't blame him since we're leaving tomorrow and we won't be back here for some time. But why didn't he do this a few days ago like I asked him to, or a few weeks ago after he helped me with my room?' Heather thought to herself, doing her best to keep her annoyance from getting out of hand.

Lazily, her grey eyes looked over the mess on the floor, and as they did her mild annoyance became shock and anger as Heather realized just what he was throwing away. Reaching down, she grabbed the nearest object within reach, a DVD case. The cover had a black background with a big-breasted blonde woman in her twenties bound up in a way that pushed her breasts out. The title 'Blondage' written in what appeared to be chains and rope. That was the final shred of proof Heather needed to confirm her suspicions. All this crap was Cody's porn stash!

"DAMN IT CODY!" Heather shouted, startling the Tech Geek into hitting his head on the bottom overhead shelf of his closet.

Extracting himself from the closet, Cody was very nervous when he saw Heather, or more accurately when he saw what she was holding in her hands, and the glare she was sending his way. Knowing he was royally fucked, Cody did the only thing he could do in this situation…ignore it! "Hey, uh…Heather," the Tech Geek said awkwardly, before kissing her on the cheek. "So…uh, how are you doing?"

Miffed, Heather replied, "I was doing fine, better than fine, actually. Finally getting out of my father's house and not having to worry about our deal anymore, finally not having to worry about running into my mother since she's already hooked up with some unlucky millionaire and moved to France, and not having to deal with a butler whose hated my guts since I was brought into the world eighteen years ago. I honestly thought nothing could kill my good mood, but it looks like something did after all, finding my boyfriend knee-deep in an ocean of fucking pornography!"

"Uh…well…to be fair, it's not knee-deep Heather, its only ankle deep," Cody defended, weakly. Out of nowhere, likely because of Chikktika or Boo, a nearby pile of porn fell over, burying the Tech Geek up to his knees prompting Heather to raise a thin eyebrow. Cody sighed, realizing he was in major trouble. "Sorry Heather," he apologized. He felt like crap when he saw Heather's blank expression as she surveyed his room. After extracting himself from the pile-o-porno he was trapped in, he continued, "Listen, I swear, all of this stuff is old! All of it! I haven't bought a single DVD, magazine, or poster since we started going out…honest! I'd completely forgotten about most of this stuff!"

"I don't believe you," Heather replied sharply, still obviously angry with him. "There's no way you could just forget about having this much jerking off material! Look at all of this crap!" Heather demanded holding her hand out over the room.

"Heather, I swear I'm telling the truth!" Cody pleaded. "You would know if I was lying! For the last year, you've seen me every day at school. We've hung out every afternoon and evening, and you've been here with me every weekend. When we haven't been in the same room, we've called, texted, instant messaged, or been Skyping each other. The only times I haven't been with you in some way is when I'm playing video games or sleeping!"

The Queen Bee stared at him for a few moments with hardened grey eyes, until finally after a few long moments of studying his pained expression and deep in thought, she sighed. "Fine, I believe you Cody…but I'm still not exactly happy about…this," she waved to the massive collection before them. Cody looked relieved at her response. "I have to ask the obvious though, why do you even have this much porn in the first place?"

Cody continued bagging up some nearby magazines as he started to explain himself, "When you're a lonely, horny teenager without a girlfriend and you have an allowance as big as mine, you need to find something to vent with." He then turned to Heather, and sporting a sly smile (or at least his attempt at a sly smile) as he put an arm around her waist and added. "And believe me, that hasn't been a problem for a long time."

"You're still on thin ice!" Heather warned harshly as she extracted herself from his arm causing Cody to flinch before nodding. "But why are you clearing this crap out now of all times!? We're supposed to be leaving tomorrow morning!"

"Well…" Cody started, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment, "I was packing, but when I started looking for my spare adapter cables I came across all of," he gestured to the piles of porn that almost completely obscured the floor of his room, "this. When I saw all of this, I realized there was a good chance of someone else finding it, my parents or the cleaning crew…and I doubt I could survive the embarrassment if they did."

Heather couldn't help but snark back, "Interesting. You're scared to death of embarrassing yourself in front of your parents who you rarely see and the cleaning ladies who don't even speak English, but not me, your girlfriend who you see every single day."

That got Cody laughing, surprising Heather as it wasn't the reaction she was expecting from him. After the chuckles died down, he replied with a knowing smile, "In my defense, I've gotten pretty much use to making myself look like a complete idiot in front of you. After our first month together, I honestly don't think I can get embarrassed in front of you anymore if I tried."

Despite the situation, Heather found herself smirking since she knew what he was referring to, so she decided to have a little fun at his expense. "How many pairs of underwear did you throw out in that month exactly?"

Cody froze up and coughed, before quickly and quietly remarking, "More than I care to think about or will ever admit to anyone, even you."

While she kind of wanted to still be peeved with him, Heather found herself in good spirits once more. With that in mind, she walked over to a nearby trash bag and started to fill it with DVDs. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Cody's dumbfounded look of surprise. She shrugged and answered his unasked question. "Since you were already getting rid of this crap I can't really stay too mad at you, and I might as well help you since you did help me clean my room out last month. Honestly, I'm more annoyed that you chose to do this now, and that you didn't do it after I stamped your V-card two years ago."

"That's actually the reason I never got rid of this in the first place," Cody told his girlfriend, adding "I honestly forgot I even had this stuff after that day." Noticing Heather's doubtful gaze, he made his way back to her. Finding that task to be difficult, he continued wading his way through the sea of porn until finally he reached her. Putting one hand on her shoulder and pulling her towards him, he made sure she was looking up into his eyes. "Heather," he started, now with both hands on her shoulders "I've already told you this a million times before, and I'll tell you a million more times if that's what it takes…you're all the girl I'll ever want or need. What I've experienced with you means so much more than watching someone else faking on a DVD or in a magazine. The fact that it's real, and that it's with you automatically makes it special to me." He followed that up with kiss on Heather's lips, which she returned. A part of her was still reeling at such open sentimentality; and she'd be lying if she said it didn't touch her.

Regardless, after only a few seconds Heather broke off the kiss. Seeing Cody's look of confusion and worry, she smiled before addressing his fears. "I have to admit, that was very well-played, and it even got me a little wet," pausing she looked towards his 'collection' then back to him she explained. "I think I've been pretty accepting of your nerdy fetishes so far, but we're not having sex on top of a giant pile of porno. I do have some standards, you know." Cody was about to make a remark, only to stop when the first word was about to leave his mouth. This prompted a smirk out of Heather, who praised him with a false innocent expression. "Very good Cody, very good, I see that you've learned your lesson from last time."

"What you did was cruel, evil and heartless! Worse than anything you ever did on Total Drama!" Cody replied with a blunt and bitter voice.

Heather tittered at that, feeling a sudden urge to engage in some playful teasing with her boyfriend. "I've never seen someone so upset over a pile of clothes they don't even own getting torched before."

"I didn't know at the time that you had more than just one of those uniforms." Cody deadpanned.

Heather didn't answer at first; instead she bent over to pick up a magazine. Knowing full well that Cody was staring at her backside, she swayed it a little accordingly, before she asked, "What is it with guys and schoolgirl uniforms, anyways? It's one thing for a horny teenager, but there comes a point where fetish becomes stalker-ish."

Smirking, Cody fired back with his own jab, "Eh bien, c'est quoi, les filles et les gars avec les accents?"

That made Heather turn scarlet and prompted her to turn and yell at him, only for her to stop at the sight of Cody wearing a lopsided barrette wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Against her wishes, she found herself breaking out into a fit of deep laughter at the sight. Heather's laughter turned into shrieking when Cody picked her up, with one arm under her knees and the other around her back as he carried her to the other side of the room. Such behavior started becoming more frequent once Cody surpassed her in height. While Heather was the same 5'3 she had been a year ago, Cody shot up to a surprising 5'8. It didn't happen often, but it was happening a little more now than it did previously, which was never. The Tech Geek was trilled by the idea. While he did like it when Heather took charge, there were times where he just wanted to pick her up and do what wished with her. "Cody, put me down, right now!" Heather demanded while shrieking with laughter.

"Je ne peux pas le faire. Pour avoir une telle jeune fille juste permanent de telles obscénités est indigne d'un homme." Cody replied, once again showing off his language skills, knowing how much Heather loved it when he spoke in French. Seeing his girlfriend's quizzed expression, he repeated what he said in English, "Um, what I said was: 'I cannot do so. To have such a fair maiden standing in such filth is unbecoming of a man.'"

Smirking in Cody's arms, Heather reminded him, "I haven't been a fair maiden in a very long time Cody, and I prefer to keep it that way."

That caused her boyfriend to frown, "You'll always be my fair maiden."

"Do you really want a fair maiden," Heather started to ask before leaning into him, making sure that her breasts were pushing up against his chest as she arched her back, "or would you prefer a naughty seductress instead?" Taking advantage of the puzzled state of her boyfriend, Heather slipped out of his arms. "Don't worry; you've got plenty of time to figure it out. Consider which one you'd prefer while we get rid of the rest of this crap." Once again, Heather bent over to pick up a small stack of DVDs, when she felt a quick smack across her rear. Continuing what she was doing without so much as flinching, she causally remarked, "Cody, we both know that I can take it a lot harder than that." When she heard Cody's loud, strangled moan, the Queen Bee mentally congratulating herself. 'Yep, I've still got it.'

After the friendly testing of wills, the two young adults continued with their task of bagging Cody's 'stash'. While doing so, Heather started noticing something about what she was helping toss out. A familiar face on the DVD covers, the magazine spread-outs, and worn out posters. She could have sworn that she had seen that face somewhere before, or at least one very similar to it. Her curiosity piqued, she reached for the 'Blondage' DVD that she had dropped and forgotten about earlier and glossed over the back of the DVD, running down the 'plot summary' until she saw the name Paula Mills.

'Paula Mills? Paula Mills…Paula Mills…why does that name sound so-', Heather's eyes widened and she nearly dropped the DVD case again. Without missing a beat, she rushed over to Cody and asked, almost as if it were a demand while holding up the DVD in front of his face, "Where did you get this!?"

Cody raised an eyebrow as he set down the trash bag in his hands, "Did you really just ask me where I got a porn DVD from?"

Undaunted, Heather flipped the case over and pointed to the name she was fixated on, "Who is Paula Mills?" She asked calmly but firmly.

Cody developed a dopy grin. "Paula Mills is one of my favorite porn stars." He then did a waving motion to the many mini-Mt. Everest of erotic material still littering his floor. "A good chuck of what I own stars her."

Noticing Heather was silent and wore a doubtful expression, Cody's dopey grin was replaced with a look of attempted indifference as he asked, "Uh? Is that a bad thing?"

After a moment of silence, Heather pointed to the extremely busty blonde on the cover as she asked, "Do you know who she is?"

Glancing at the cover, Cody answered, "Yes, I know who she is. That's Paula Mills."

With an increasingly odd look on her face, Heather asked, "Do you know who Paula Mills is?"

"I don't understand what you are asking."

"How much do you know about her?"

"Next to nothing, it's not exactly a hobby of mine to look into the personal lives of porn stars." Cody answered truthfully, trying to figure out what was going on.

His girlfriend stared at him for a few seconds, causing him to silently worry he messed up, again. Then, Heather's cold frown thawed with a twitch, first one, then another, before the twitch gave way to a smile, that broke into an increasingly large snicker before her face fully melted into a roaring thunderstorm of laughter. Laughing the loudest she had in possibly years, a full-blown-bent-over-hands-around-her-stomach-in-pain-pearls-of-laugher kind of laughter Cody had never seen from her, Heather laughed for over five solid minutes.

Too stunned to do anything else, Cody simply stood there shocked until Heather finally finished laughing. Finally, once Heather stopped and had taken a few deep breaths, Cody asked in confusion and worry, "Uh…what's so funny?"

Seeing his expression, Heather started laughing again, but this time she fought through it to get some words out between her gasps for air. "Oh ho ho! W-well, hn heh hne, Paula-ppphhhttt ha, Paula Mills is-is… ahhne wheeye he hoo-hoo…Paula Mills-phttt-is Lindsay Mills' older sister!"

In the blink of an eye, Cody's face reeled as his mind nearly snapped in half at hearing that. His eyes darted to the box cover, staring at the image of Paula Mills as if his life depended on it. He stared in silence for several moments before he finally found the ability to speak once more. "No, no, no…no way! No, no, no, no…hell no! No fucking way! I refuse to believe that the universe is that small or that my luck is that bad!"

Her boyfriend's reaction only made Heather laugh even harder as she slapped her arms around his shoulders, partially for support and partially to degrade him just a little bit more. It took a few minutes before she had regained enough control to speak normally again. "I'm sorry to say this," she said in a tone that didn't sound very sorry at all, "but yes, she is. Oh, this is all just too damn rich! Your favorite porn star's little sister had her goods sampled by your future girlfriend for six weeks, while you were probably whacking off to her big sister's movies and centerfolds!"

Cody was silent and smoldering, mainly because that was exactly what had happened. Even though he obviously had obtained a better sexual standing since Total Drama Island, those old feelings of loneliness and unfulfilled lust still had a strong hold on him.

Heather noticed this and she couldn't stop smirking, finding this to be a fitting punishment…at least, after she jammed the knife in a few more times of course. Sporting a wicked smirk, she tapped her chin, "You know, now that I think about it, I can't exactly blame you for wanting to have so much of Paula's work. If she's anything like Lindsay, then I have to say you have truly phenomenal taste in trashy porno."

The Tech Geek simmered even more, looking like he was going to attempt rash suicide. His mind was a long stream of increasingly illogical profanities at the unfairness of it, and at his girlfriend for doing the equivalent of kneeing him in the balls over and over again until he fell down.

After savoring the petty yet understandable rage of her boyfriend, Heather decided to be merciful, or give the dagger one last twist depending on your point of view. "Ok, enough teasing, as tempting as it is to continue with something this good. In all seriousness though, I am very happy that you are getting rid of all of this crap," Heather said, before stopping at noticing in the corner of her eye two furry blurs dash out of a pile of posters before running out of the room. "You might not believe me right now but I'm beyond elated that you find me more captivating than Lindsay's older sister. So, as a reward for that, I'll let you keep some of this…'collection' of yours." That got Cody's attention instantly. Heather wanted to look a little peeved but all she could do was roll her eyes. "Well, let me be exact. Four things. I'll let you keep any four pieces of porn you want to. Everything else goes in the trash, hopefully before a landfill or an incinerator after that."

Without saying a word, Cody reached for the DVD still in Heather's hands. She pulled it away; keeping it out of his reach while her face was in a frown. "Now it's three things. I'm keeping this for myself, for old time's sake." The Queen Bee said sporting a very knowing smirk.

Cody frowned at that and was about to complain…before he noticed she was smirking. This made him smirk in turn as he nodded his head then turn his attention to the still copious amount of porno that could have been mistake for an avant garde carpet.

While the Tech Geek searched for three pieces of porn as carefully as if he were searching for gold or diamonds, Heather glanced at the DVD cover more thoroughly. She studied Paula's form, being quite stricken by how much she resembled her younger sister. The most noticeable difference between them that she could see was how, unlike Paula, Lindsay's breasts were all natural. After looking at Paula's image one last time, the Queen Bee's grey gaze returned to Cody as he dug through a particular pile of magazines.

'This might actually turn out to be a blessing in disguise.' Heather thought to herself. 'I've been getting a little predictable in the bedroom lately. One of the drawbacks of this being a serious and long-term relationship I guess. It's so weird thinking about it, of things getting boring under the covers. Maybe I can some ideas from whatever he picks out?'

Heather had entered the doorway to Cody's house early in the morning. She hadn't left through that same doorway again until late in the afternoon. And unlike when she had entered it, the Queen Bee was dragging several filled trash bags behind her. If one were to stand right next to her, they would have seen several pairs of exposed breasts on printed page through the small openings of the tied up bags. Cody was right behind her with several more bags dragging behind him than she had. Thanking God that tomorrow was trash day, the two reached the trashcans already at the curve and somehow managed to cram all of the trash bags into them. It wasn't easy but after ten minutes of pushing and cursing, they managed it.

"Shoo…thank heavens that's finally over with." Cody said wiping his sweaty forehead. Then snickering, he turned to Heather and asked, "I wonder what the garbage men would think if they looked in those bags?"

The Asian girl's answer was a deadpan, "That a teenage male is off to college."

"You are correct, my fair maiden!" Cody admitted. Then, he got quiet for a moment. "Can you believe that this is actually happening?"

Raising an eyebrow, Heather asked while looking curious, "What do you mean?"

"Maybe it's just me, but I never actually saw this point coming." Cody said, sounding unsure. "I mean of course logically I knew that high school wouldn't last for the rest of my life, but I kind of just took it as this theoretical thing, like it would never actually happen. But it has. Tomorrow we're heading off; I kind of never thought this would happen to me." His gaze turned to Heather before he smiled, amending that with, "To us, I mean."

The Queen Bee was silent for several moments, her expression one of deep thought. Finally, she gave a sad smile and nodded. "It's…not just you. I know what you mean. I never really thought this far ahead in high school either." She then looked a little sadder. "I just thought of being popular…and being driven by what other people thought of me."

Seeing that Heather was getting down, Cody quickly chimed in. "I hear that. It was video games for me. Until becoming friends with you, I was just focused on getting home so I could play my games into the wee hours of the morning."

Smirking, Heather asked, "Are you sure that was the Joystick you were thinking about playing with?"

Cody laughed and grinned that gap-toothed smile Heather now found to be cute. While doing so, he put his arm around Heather's waist, having long since lost the lingering fears that she would rip his arm off for doing so. She welcomed the arm around her and leaned into him. While leading her back to his house, the Tech Geek said with his gap still exposed, "Don't forget, we've still got to get my stuff packed."

Compared to the herculean effort of removing all of the porno from his room, packing Cody's stuff for the trip tomorrow was a breeze. It only took a little over an hour as true to his word, he had been packing before coming across his porn stash. By that time it was early evening, but everything was packed. The lion's share having already been moved to the car while in Cody's room, which was fully cleaned up, there were only a few boxes, some suitcases, and a duffle bag that they would put in at the morning before leaving.

Heather stared at the less than ten items remaining in Cody's room while sitting at the edge of his bed, which they weren't taking with them. Thankfully they had been promised a dorm room that was already furnished, so they didn't have to deal with handling anything too bulky or heavy. She was alone with her thoughts while Cody paid the pizza guy for their last dinner in the Anderson household for some time. Her smile was warm, yet sad, possessing a gentleness that no one outside of Cody had ever seen before.

"I've got the food!" Cody proclaimed while entering his room with an extra large pizza box. "The pizza smells incredible but the delivery guy forgot the breadsticks…again." He paused, expecting a loud round of swearing, which was Heather's usual reaction when the delivery people forgot something she had ordered. But, to his shock, and partial delight, she was silent. He saw that Heather had no reaction to his words. Confused, Cody looked in the same direction as Heather but he found nothing that really stood out. After putting down the pizza box on a nearby small table, he asked his girlfriend, "Heather, what's wrong?"

Heather looked up at him, and when she did Cody saw her grey eyes carry an unusual shine. She wasn't crying or truly teary-eyed but they were unquestionably moist. It made Cody even more confused. "Oh, uh, sorry Cody." She finally said. "Its-its…it's just that I realized that…in the two years I've been coming here…I have more fond memories in this one room then I do in the house I've lived in for my entire life."

Smiling, Cody replied warmly, "Yeah, I have more fond memories in this one room than anywhere else too."

This caused Heather to frown, before lightly slapping Cody in the arm. "I'm being serious! You don't need to be such a horn dog all the time!"

"Aw, come on Heather!" Cody said, somewhat pathetically. "I wasn't thinking of just that! I mean, sure, a lot of my best memories in here are what we did together sexually. I won't lie about that. But it's not just that. There are a lot of other memories here too, ones I'll never forget," he replied before then walking to the middle of the room and pointing to his dresser. "Remember when you were sitting on that dresser, and I was at my computer desk putting together my new PC? I had my back to you, and was trying to install a new graphics card," turning to face her, he was smiling warmly. "That was the first time you said that you loved me."

Heather, silently impressed that Cody had remembered that in such detail, watched as he moved over to the front of his closet. "And I was standing right here, putting my backpack away, when you glomped me from behind for the first time. I nearly jumped out of my skin when you did that." He chuckled at the memory of the first time he'd ever felt Heather's breasts against him, even if they had both been fully clothed at the time.

Both he and Heather chuckled at the memory while he moved back to his bed, before jumping on it, savoring the fact that he didn't need to worry about its springs anymore. After a few bounces, he sprawled out over it. "I was lying exactly like this the first time we ever made out." Then he rolled over until he was turned to his side, facing the opened door. He then pointed at the open bathroom door continuing. "And I was lying exactly like this the first time you came out of that bathroom wearing nothing but your beautiful smile. Even though I kind of knew it already, that was the moment when I realized beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was luckiest guy on Earth." Cody then sat upward on his bed as Heather made her way to him.

"Yes, yes you are," Heather said with a soft smile before moving over to sit beside him. Once there, she gently kissed him on the lips before kissing him on her cheek. "And I'm the luckiest girl on Earth." She was silent for a few moments, smiling at Cody oh so sweetly while he did the same for her, the two teenage lovers simply enjoying the close proximity of the other for a few tender moments. That lasted until Heather pushed off from him and got up. "Ok, that's enough of this lovely-dovey bullshit for one night. I don't know about you but I'm starving. Let's eat the pizza before it gets cold."

More than willing to agree to that, with a rumbling stomach, Cody nodded his head. Sitting at a small table they had brought up just for this occasion, they ate in silence. Both of them were helping themselves to more of the pizza than they would have normally. For Heather, she hadn't eaten anything all day since a banana before leaving for Cody's. And while she often tried to restrain herself, there were times (becoming more frequent as the fears of keeping a slim figure for popularity's sake were weakening) where she would eat an amount of food that astounded Cody. But thanks to her commitment to staying in shape, now just for her own health, no one would have ever guessed that. And for Cody, he was simply savoring the taste of fresh, hot, greasy pizza. While not nearly as much of a food Nazi as she had been when they first started dating, Heather still made a noticeable effort to get Cody to eat meals that were healthier for him. He didn't mind too much, but there were times where he simply craved the artery clogging goodness of a finely made pizza or a greasy burger.

Once the meal was done, the table was put away, and the pizza box was in the trash. Cody was lying on his bed with Heather soon joining him, taking what had become her favorite spot at his side while using the crook of his neck as a pillow while he wrapped his arms around her. They had been in this position countless times on this bed but they savored it anyway. They were content to lie in the other's embrace for several, comfortable minutes.

It was Cody who first broke the silence. "I'm really going to miss this room."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Heather said in agreement.

Several more minutes passed in silence, though this time there was the faintest tension in the air. A hint as to be the reason why could be seen in Cody gently feeling up Heather's body. To be perfectly honest, Cody was sporting a raging boner he wanted to take care of with Heather, but he felt a rare sense of sexual hesitation after the debacle with his porn this morning.

Realizing this, and being quite eager for that raging boner herself, Heather got to work. It took only a few seconds of her pushing herself up against Cody and straddling him before Cody placed his hands tightly around her hips as they started to make out fiercely. Her arms were around his head, pulling his face to hers, while he had one hand on her shoulder pulling her to him with the other running down her back to squeeze her rear, kneading the firm muscle as though it were dough. When they had to stop for air, Heather asked with that unstoppable sexy smirk of hers, "So, Cody, would you be up for making one more memory on this bed?"

"The touching kind or the other kind?"

"The other kind, though I promise there will be a lot of touching."

Smiling, Cody took her face into his hands before moving them to her shoulders. "Anytime I'm with you is good memory Heather, but if you're eager for a particularly good memory, I'm more than happy to oblige you."

Any clever comeback by Heather was killed when Cody rammed his tongue into her mouth, her mouth eagerly accepting it as her own tongue slid between his lips engaging in one final contest of wills on this battleground.

Without breaking their warring tangle of lips, the two began a dance that had become long ago familiar but no less enjoyed. Skilled and nimble fingers undid his belt before releasing the snap and fly of his jeans. As this happened two strong and eager hands repeated the same technique on her shorts as both of them began a series of twists and maneuverings of freeing the other from their respective pants and kicking them off the bed. This was followed by the duo taking a quick breath of air, during which they shucked their respective shirts and undershirts before reengaging their tongue war dance. Feeling her slender hand snake its way into his boxers and grip his manhood, Cody grit his teeth and returned the favor by grabbing the back of her underwear and giving a firm but measured pull. It might have been something he discovered by accident, but it was one of his better screw-ups in his opinion. Heather's grip tightened but paused, the two deadlocked in a stalemate, just as Cody wanted.

Breaking their kiss, he quickly pecked her chin, and then kissed down her throat to the junction of her neck and shoulder. Heather's shuddering breath gave way to a moan as he clamped down on the sensitive skin, biting hard enough to be felt but not break the skin; he proceeded to leave his mark on her. Any sense of satisfaction or pride was soon gone however as the moment he let loose she quickly returned the favor, leaving her own dark purple seal on his neck before leaving several love bites down his shoulder.

With one hand still occupied, its firm grip on her red hip huggers not relenting, its twin brother made its way down her back before deftly releasing that catch on her bra, a skill she had hammered into his head over the course of months of practice with different styles of clasps, hooks, and catches. She made it plainly clear that little ruined her mood like having to stop what she was doing and take care of it herself. Dropping the offending silken garment aside, Cody rolled them over, pinning her under him and pulling his occupied hand down under her legs before tossing her underwear away from them. Looking down at her in triumph, his smirk said it all.

'Round one, I win.'

Narrowing her eyes, Heather pulled herself, sitting up to wrap her arms around his shoulders. Her smoldering gaze replied for her.

Surging forward she toppled him onto his back, his head over the foot of the bed. Before he knew what had happened she had removed his boxers with one hand while the other slipped between them to his hardened member. Still trying to gain his bearings, slightly disoriented from having his head hanging over nothing, Cody was unprepared for the feeling of her molten white-hot core taking him in with one go. Head tilting back in a groan, his hands instinctually gripped her hips and pulled her down to him to increase the contact between them. Finally finding himself, Cody looked up to see a familiar pair or mischievous eyes hovering just above him.

'Round two, mine.'

"So, you ready for one last round in your parent's house, college boy?" Heather teased as she grinded herself into his hips, smirking at the sight of him struggling to keep control over himself. Deciding to go for the kill, she placed one hand on his chest before reaching up with the other to remove the scrunchy holding her hair in its ponytail prison. With a practiced move she knew he loved, she tilted her head to one side before tossing it back then to the other side, causing her hair to cascade and spread out as pitch black river of night.

Seeing that his eyes were roaming over her, from her now smoky grey eyes to the junction of their thighs where he was buried within her, she lowered herself to him, her body molding and conforming to his as water and her hair flowing out and around them like the foam of a crashing wave. With her face hovering just over his and her long bangs draping around their faces like a curtain, she waited for him to make a move, allowing him just this once an opening. Upon realizing what she was doing, Cody leaned up to close the final distance between them, and met her lips with his own. However, rather than flip her over or roll her over as she had expected, the only additional movements he made were his hands roaming and moving up along from her hips to her shoulders, then down to her backside before splitting and continuing to map out her body through touch alone. It was not his actions, but rather just the opposite, his inaction, that said all that needed to be.

'Round three, you win.'

A loud buzzing filled the air of Cody's bedroom, the all too familiar and ever annoying shrill cry of an alarm early in the morning. It was still early enough that the sun was only just starting to rise over the distant horizon.

Both of them groaned in annoyance, until they remembered just why they set the alarm so early. Today was the day. It was finally here.

Rising, the two lovers made their way numbly to his private bathroom. Cody looked as though he had fallen into a bale of barbwire, red scratch marks running the length of his shoulders and back like a roadmap. Heather meanwhile wasn't even able to stand on her own, let alone walk the distance, her legs were sore and a familiar dull ache between her thighs made balancing difficult. Hefting her up into his arms without a second though, Cody smirked when she offered him no protest. He was careful to rest her head against his shoulder and made sure her hair wasn't dragging along the ground behind them. He nearly forgot to turn himself before entering the door, only doing so at the last second to avoid hitting her feet on the doorframe. Balancing her against himself, he turned on the water to let it heat up so it would be comfortable for them. Not the easiest of tasks when one is holding their very much naked and very much attractive girlfriend as he soon realized. But as he looked down at her barely waking face, seeing the small but content smile she was wearing, he was more than willing to endure it.

After both were thoroughly clean, and a bit more awake though no less sore, Cody and Heather emerged fully dressed and started getting ready for the big day. Cody followed her downstairs to the kitchen, watching her ponytail bob and swish much like a cat's tail; his eyes followed its rhythmic side to side movement. It had been several months since she had decided it was long enough, and since then had gotten it cut about every five weeks, keeping it just about thigh length. He knew she was the one that had to deal with it and live with it so he never said anything about it. To him, the fact she was willing to let it grow out as long as she had just because he said he liked it meant the world to him. It was half the reason he pushed himself to try and build up some muscle, knowing she'd always preferred muscle bound hunks in the past. He knew that he'd never be the Incredible Hulk, but he hoped just maybe she'd be happy with Tony Stark…who to be honest was still quite a long road ahead of him in reaching.

The duo ate a quick breakfast before moving their stuff into their respective cars that hadn't been loaded the previous evening. Following the plan they had made last week, they were loading most of their stuff into Cody's car. Despite Heather making no secret that she wasn't crazy about driving the DeLorean, she had to admit that it made more practical sense since it not only had an actual trunk unlike her car, but a fairly spacious one along with a full back section for additional storage.

Or as Cody had put it, Doc Brown knew what he was doing when he picked it.

Cody placed the last of their stuff in the back before turning to Heather expectedly, and as he had expected his girlfriend had something to tell him. "So, let's go over the plan one last time just to make sure there are no mistakes or misunderstandings."

Cody had a soft groan escape his lips before giving into his girlfriend's request. "We are both going to drive to the campus together so neither of us gets lost, you're driving. Everything that we'll immediately need is in my car. We will arrive at our dorm in three to four hours give or take. So we should be at our dorm by around ten. Once there, we will unpack our stuff and stay for the weekend. On Monday, we'll come back here and do a round trip to your dad's place and bring everything else we had to leave behind today."

"Good." Heather said as she caught the keys Cody tossed to her before entering the driver's side. Cody got in on passenger's side, but as soon as he closed his door and turned he found Heather looking him square in the eye. "One last thing, I'm in a really good mood after last night, nice work by the way." Cody blushed at her praise. "And because of that, I don't want you making any bad puns or dorky movie references, okay?"

"Yes dear," Cody answered dryly.

"Good. The last thing I want is for us to get into an accident because I was too annoyed by your corny movie references to focus on the roads." Heather said starting up the car.

'Roads?' Cody thought to himself grinning. 'Where were going we don't need…roads.'

He noticed Heather given him a wary eye, which prompted him to briefly chuckle. While she couldn't be certain, the Queen Bee was sure he just made a joke or something. But, as long as she didn't hear it, she didn't mind it too much.

Once both she and Cody had their seatbelts buckled, Heather pulled out of the driveway, and then stopped for a moment in front of the Anderson home.

Cody took one last look at his home, or rather, what had been his home. He felt a pang of forlornness when he realized he wouldn't be living here anymore, at least for the next few years. But when he turned back towards Heather, and remembered that all of his best memories in that massive and more often than not empty house over the past three years were with her in some form, he smiled. The best part of that house was coming with him.

'Yeah. Today is going to be a good day.'

And there you have it! As always, we hope you all enjoyed this newest chapter! :)

As you can likely guess, the bulk of this story will take place during their college years! And as a very logical part of that, it's going to be the primary location for the story as well.

Coming off of two chapters with heavy stuff going on, a mostly comedy/fluffy chapter felt needed. If a story stays with one thing for too long it starts to get dull and you lose your interest. Besides, we need to save up some emotional and lemon points for later. ;)

Now, I need to place a massive disclaimer about the next chapter of this story. To be blunt, it will most likely be the longest wait between chapters this story has had so far. There are two reasons why. Firstly, the outline for the chapter is fifteen pages long! And as frame of reference, the fourth chapter was almost as long of an outline and that finished chapter ended up being over thirty pages. Secondly, while I have gotten some of it written since this chapter went for its edits, its nowhere near enough, especially when you consider that my classes will be very time consuming.

Despite me admitting that, I have to say that I'm so FREAKING EXICTED about the next chapter! Why? Well, many reasons, but I'll give you one of them now. This next chapter will introduce several of the characters who will make up the main supporting cast of this story, including one character who I've been chopping at the bit to include since roughly the time of the third or fourth chapter! If you would like, please take a guess as to which character that is? It's a TDRI or TDPI one.

Also for those of you who don't speak fluent French, Cody's little barb towards Heather for her knocking his 'schoolgirl uniform fetish' hopefully translates to: "Well, what is it with girls and guys with accents?" Additionally, Paula is Lindsay's sister in the canon series. Their shared last name comes from the same source as everyone else other than Cody's, being the last names of the people who voice them.

Now in regard to the contest we mentioned, there is one minor detail we've been having difficulty with since working on these outlines. Coming up with a name for the college that this story will be taking place at has proven somewhat difficult. We *DO* have one picked out, but it's a real life university. If anyone is able to come up with a fictional name that we both agree as being better than what we have, it will be made canon and be part of the story! Might also have another prize depending on how things play out. But there you have it ladies and gentlemen, please include your ideas in your reviews!

Until the next chapter, please read, review, favor, follow, and spread the word! :)