GAHCK! Chapter six! And some hot shtuff is going down today...

Lexington: "Shtuff"?

(grins)

Puck: Oh dear God...(face-palms)

Bwahaha! Hide your children, lock up the nuns, and throw out the Jehova's witnesses! It's about to 'warm up' in here...

Chaptah!

STARTO!

Puck sighed as he turned over again. Something about the sun was making it hard to sleep today. He sighed, thinking about the battle that had taken place earlier. How was it that he'd been able to call up such power? When he wasn't teaching Alex, it was a trial just to hover in the air. But at sunrise, he was able to knock out a full-blooded Avalon spirit and physically change Lexington's body. He had cast a spell he'd barely glanced at. That was just a tad bit farther than 'suspicious'.

'But, I also feel different too...I'm not tired like I usually am. Not to mention-' His thoughts were cut off by the image of him kissing Lex on the cheek. He pressed his hands to his face, blushing furiously. 'Argh! Why did I do that? Am I retarded or something?' He rolled about on the bed, completely uncomfortable in the sheets, rather be back in warm smooth arms, with a smiling face- NO, he was NOT thinking about that. No matter how good it had felt, so safe and secure, and if Lexington had just turned a bit quicker, he would- Puck put his face into the pillow and screamed.

(Meanwhile)

Reka suddenly froze up, dropping the ball he'd been tossing to Lexington. They were playing in the garden, after Reka fixed it up and brought the flowers back to life.

"What's wrong, Reka?" The red Gargoyle asked in concern. The brunette wrapped his arms about himself.

"I don't know, but I think I just got proven right about something..."

(Back To Puck)

'Okay, so I DO love Lexington...But, it's not like he has feelings for me. Last time I checked, he had his eye on that Angela girl. Though seeing as she's Goliath's daughter, I have my doubts and hopes and - wait, since when do I refer to them by NAME?' Puck pulled the pillow over his head, groaning at how juvenile he sounded. He rolled out from under the covers and lay down on top of the sheets. He looked up at the ceiling.

"Maybe...I could test it?" Puck muttered as he put his arm over his forehead. But how would I even go about doing that? Puck wondered as he swung upright. Suddenly, the room seemed far too big. I wish Lexington was here...Good Avalon, now he was even missing the Gargoyle! Puck sighed as he reached for his tunic, hung up on a hanger on the wall. He felt around for the flute charm he always carried. Playing it would help him calm down and think, figure out what he was supposed to do. He froze as his fist closed around nothing but air.

'Where...Where is it?'

"Lexington?" The green Gargoyle looked over at Puck, who had just entered the library, and dropped the book he'd been reading. The Fey was now dressed in a loose fitting shirt that resembled his tunic, but in hues of blue and purple and had two straps. He wore a pair of jean shorts that were darker than the first pair, and also he had on his gold bands; he wore a pair of wrap-around sandals that went to his knees. The over all effect was enough to make all the blood run from his head to...somewhere else.

"Y-Yes, Puck?" The Fey actually looked nervous, he realized, as Puck tapped his hands against his side.

"I was wondering if you or Reka have seen my flute anywhere?" Lex calmed down when he repeated Puck's words to himself.

"A flute?" The brunette looked up with a confused expression.

"In Shakespeare's play, you had a flute that hypnotized the travellers. Is that what you're talking about?" Puck was actually close to crying.

"It doesn't really do that! But, I've always had it by my side... I think Oberon took it when he left with Titania. If it's not here, then it's definitely with him..." The Fey trembled, and Reka sat up.

"Why's it so important all of a sudden?" The tone was accusatory, but Reka deflated when Puck continued to tremble.

"I need it back." Puck held his arms. "I need it...Please don't ask why, but I need it. If it is with Oberon, I'll have to get it back from him." Tears plipped onto the floor. Lexington sprang to the Fey's side.

"Puck, you can't go to Avalon! If Oberon doesn't kill you, Coyote will!" Puck began to cry.

"I can't just let him have it!" Reka put a place-marker in the book.

"Why, Puck? Why is it so important?" Puck tried to dry the tears.

"I was told, a long time ago, that my mother made it for me." There was a still silence. "I don't know if that's true, but when I fled from Avalon, I know that it fell somewhere, and Oberon used it to track me here. I've always felt calm playing it, so maybe she did make it for me." Reka knew it was no joke.

"Puck..." Goliath had no words. The Fey began to cry again.

"I don't understand what's happening to me...I'm scared...I don't...know..." Lexington wrapped his arms around the white-haired man, and began to stroke the white locks, wincing when his claws reached the tips quickly. Fox really shouldn't have cut his hair. Lexington liked it when it had been long.

"I'll get you a new one-" Reka began to say when Angela cut him off by clamping a clawed hand over his mouth. She shook her head.

"Puck...if it's that important, I think I might know someone who can help." The Fey looked up at his Gargoyle- wait, wtf, HIS Gargoyle? He blinked to clear his eyes.

"Really? Who?"

"No, no, and let me think, HELL NO!" Fox shouted as she wrapped up Alex in his blanket. Lexington winced as he wondered how Alex's first sentence was going to turn out, what with every human around him cussing like a sailor.

"Please, Fox. Puck's crying right now, and he says the flute is the only thing that'll help." Fox set Alex down in his cradle andturned around to poke the taller Gargoyle in the chest.

"And what if he's just playing you? This is Puck, we're talking about." Lex set his wings back and frowned at her.

"But, things have changed, and besides, can you say everything that's happened so far wouldn't make you un-hinge a bit?" Fox opened her mouth, but shut it when she saw he had a point. She sighed.

"I'll try, but my mother owes me nothing."

"Isn't this a bit weird to you?" Puck blinked and glanced up at Lex.

"Hm?" The Gargoyles shook his head.

"Never mind." Puck shrugged and leaned back against the green skin as he continued reading. They were in the guest room again. Lexington sitting on the bed against the wall. Puck was sitting between his legs, holding open a book that Elisa found by Shakespeare and thought Puck would like it. Reka had suggested having Puck read while Lexington watched over him, and it would be easier to find a spell to make it seem like they were a legitamite couple.

Lex stared for a moment, then reached out, wanting to...to...Huh?

"You can, if you want to." Puck was staring at him from the corner of his eye. Lex gulped and began stroking the white locks of hair that utterly fascinated him. Pure as snow, silky to the touch, yet it seemed familiar somehow. Hadn't he known someone else with white hair? Suddenly, Puck shifted, and the hair that was confusing Lex to no end was gone. The Fey was straining his shoulder oddly.

"Does your neck hurt?" Puck nodded, twisting his neck trying to pop it. Lex gently pressed his thumbs to the base of Puck's skull, and began moving in circles. The Fey melted into the touch, giving a small moan of appreciation. The sound went to Lexington's ears, then straight down...er, somewhere.

"D-Does that feel g-good?" The Gargoyle stammered. The Fey hummed with an appreciative tone, and he took that as a yes. Puck leaned back, and Lex moved his hands to the pale shoulders, gently kneading the flesh like one would knead bread dough.

"Uh...That's good..." The Fey was humming, and the sound was making Lexington restless. He considered stopping, but that would raise a 'why?' from Puck, and he did NOT want to explain that.

"Hm~... That's really nice..." Puck was blushing, the claws were relieving his tension so delicately. Who knew a Gargoyle could be so soft? Puck's eyes fluttered shut, letting the darkness in his eyes float him away from reality. Meanwhile, Lexington was having a hard time trying to convince himself NOT to take advantage right now. His natural instincts were telling him to mark Puck as his rightful mate. His newly learned instincts were telling him he'd get punched.

"Puck?" The Fey did not respond, too lost in his own world. Lexington leaned forward, closing his eyes as he caught the scent radiating from Puck. It must be pheromones, he thought distractedly, pheromones to attract mates. Wait, does that mean Puck's gone into heat? The beast within him growled at this with a pleased tone; it did not mind Puck's smell, or his looks, so could Lexington hurry up and freakin' mark him already?

Lexington licked his lips as he bent closer to the pale skin, hoping against hope that Puck wouldn't suddenly snap out of it and get angry. He accidently let a bit of breathe out, and the Fey shivered as the hot air ghosted his skin. The Gargoyle could feel Puck trembling, and his beast growled in satisfaction.

"...Lexington?" The sound of Puck speaking snapped him to attention, and he saw that the blue-eyed man was staring at him in confusion. He put a hand on his face, ashamed. What had he almost done? The Fey repeated his name, placing a hand on the Gargoyle's shoulder, only to be pushed away.

"Go." There was no venom in the word, but the force with which it was said had Puck reel back in shock.

"Lexing-" He started, but was cut by the Gargoyle shouting at him.

"I SAID GO!" It made Puck retreat from the bed, and he left the room quietly. He wandered for a few moments, before his feet brought him to the commons, where the other Gargoyles, Reka, and Fox were gathered. The brunette spared his mentor a glance, before turning back to his meal of sushi and teriyaki chicken dumplings.

"Hey, baka-sensei. Grub's here. It's Chinese again, apparently the guys know somebody in the city. Uh, wait, weren't you and Lexington reading together?" He waggled his eyebrows, though he stopped when he realized Puck had on that mechanical face again.

"He...yelled at me." Was all the Fey said, before he burst into tears. Reka had no words to say, and watched as Fox jumped up and wrapped her arms around his shoulders in a hug, while he and Goliath headed upstairs to to talk with their comrade.

Whew! That was a difficult chapter.

Readers: Hey! Didn't you say 'shtuff' was going to go down?

Well, I didn't mean smex yet, geez. Gosh, peoples get your heads out of the gutter. It'll be here soon enough.