A Fudge Story

Max POV

Here it is, in all its glory. The 7th installment of destinywriter99's story. HAHA!!! THAT RHYMED!!!! I have worked hard(in my mind) to figure out how to do this. I know Fang and Max have been out of character. Sorry to disappoint you guys that way, but I'm not JP. I can't capture the characters like I wish I could. So, I realize that you all will probably tell me on reviews of this chapter that they are way ooc. I will go ahead and apologize for that. ...Sorry....

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The morning came way too fast. Before I knew, I was jolted awake by the alarm clock again. I reached over and turned it off. Why wasn't under my pillow? I thought he would get me back for that. Propping myself up, I looked over to where Fang slept. He wasn't there. All that remained was a heap of blankets, twisted together and randomly thrown around. Apparently, his covers attacked him last night. At least, that's what it looked like.

As I got out of bed, I wondered where he had went. Not that I cared much anymore. That blow last night had been the last blow he would ever throw at me. Any remaining shred of love I still had, had been grounded to dust and blown away by the wind last night. I could still see it now. Them holding hands. Them sharing dessert. Them laughing. Fang didn't laugh!!!!!! He smiled occasionally, but only for me! Yet he was outright laughing in front of Nudge!!!!!!!! The war that had begun several days ago, turned into World War 3 yesterday. Deep in my subconscious last night, I had decided that if he ever displayed public affection that was stronger than family affection, I would kick him out of the flock. With NO REGRETS!!!!

I quickly took a shower and combed my hair with my fingers. Slipping back into the dirty clothes, I ordered breakfast for myself....and Fang. I may not like him anymore, but he was still part of the flock. For now. The rest of the flock would just be getting up right now, so I sat down at the coffee table and waited.

Fang suddenly appeared out on the balcony. He slid open the doors and slowly walked inside. He looked like he had been awake for hours.

"Where have you been?" I asked harshly. He glanced up at me as he draped his windbreaker over the other chair. His hair was a beautiful mess. But I couldn't think of how beautiful he was. I couldn't get caught and hurt again. It was over, and never coming back.

"It doesn't matter. How did you sleep," he mumbled quickly. The now-familiar anger flared again. Of course it mattered!!! Sometimes he had jelly for brains!

"It does matter. I slept fine. Where did you go?" I asked again. I saw smirk he slightly when I said I slept fine. Well, maybe I didn't sleep fine, but right now, the subject was him.

"I woke up really early and went flying. Then I sat out on the balcony till you woke up," he said. He went over to his bed, bent down, and came back up with his laptop in hand. He opened it up and started typing.

"I also got some messages saying that I should keep Max off my blog. I told them that it was ok; that you were just angry and to forgive you," he continued as he typed. I felt my face flush. I did kind of regret what I did. But to ask them to forgive me? What did he think, that I cared about what computer people thought of me? Fang was acting like an $$! He was such a JERK sometimes!

"Well, I tell them I said thank you!" I said sarcastically. A knock came at the door. Our room service was here.

As they pulled the cart in, Fang looked up from his computer and raised his eyebrows.

"I ordered you breakfast...your welcome," I said forcefully. I grabbed my plates and went back to the coffee table. Fang got off the bed and I heard him whisper, "Thank you." It wasn't sarcastically, but very soft and....gentle. Like a whole new personality had come out in Fang from my one act of kindness to him. What the crap was he playing at? Forgiveness? Acceptance? What did he want?

We both began eating and silence reigned for half an hour. The rest of the flock came running in just as Fang finished his last omelet, and I drank the rest of my Mountain Dew. I was assaulted with questions from both the boys and girls.

"Max, Max, can we go into JC Penny's first?" asked Angel, jumping up and down in front of me. What had she eaten for breakfast, chocolate cake? Ugh.....bad pun. VERY bad.

"Hey, Max, me and Iggy want to go to that video game store! You see, there is this..." and he preceded to tell me about a game with guns and tanks. I stopped listening after about a minute, but I believe the game was called Mercenaries. I turned my attention to Nudge, who had grabbed my arm and was trying to bring me to my feet.

"C'mon Max, we're wasting time! I want to go to Rue 21! And Old Navy! And Limited Too! And, GUESS WHAT, I had this really weird dream last night, it had..." she began telling me about a dream with flying bananas in it.

I looked at Fang, who shrugged. That meant "ready when you are" in Fang language. I stood up.

"Alright guys! Calm down! You all will get to go to the stores you picked out! Let's go!" I said, standing up and walking out of the room. The flock followed me.

Starting out on the busy streets of New York, I struggled to not tense up. It happened anyway. I just couldn't help it; places like this kill me! It was like torture, knowing that you could be attacked at any moment.

We walked to the first store we came to. Rue 21. It was just now opening. Nudge rushed inside and began running around the store, many times, picking up a shirt or pair of jeans. I felt my stomach drop about 10 inches. If we don't exceed the credit card limit and get thrown in jail, mom will kill me. Angel walked around with me and occasionally picked up a tank top or long sleeve shirt. Due to her size, anything she got at Rue 21 would have to be worn with a tank top. That went of Nudge and myself too. We tended to dress ready for a fight. Which means, modestly. As for the long sleeve shirts, we all needed them. It was about mid-December, and we had to fly around a snow storm when we were traveling down here. So, it was time to get a new wardrobe.

I picked out a couple of things too. A dark purple, long-sleeve shirt with a jean jacket to go over it. Dark jeans with black belt. A black quarter sleeve shirt and another pair of jeans. White tank top. White was really not my color, but I knew that if I didn't get a variety, Angel and Nudge would get stuff for me. Better to choose my self with a little sacrifice, than to be held against my will with a lot of sacrifice.

I looked down at Angel. She had about 6 shirts in her hand and three pairs of jeans. Obviously, she had read my mind and saw my money worries, or she would be like Nudge. Buying everything and anything. A red shirt with an awesome wing pattern caught my eye. I found the right size and slung it over my arm. Maybe this won't be too bad after all.

Nudge was finally ready to check out. She had so many clothes in her arms, she was about to drop some of it. I motioned Fang over to my side. He had to help me sort these clothes. Together, we sorted through the stack, discarding things that would be too hard to fight in and things we didn't find appropriate; and shoving clothes back into her arms that she could wear. It took us quite a few minutes. I heard Iggy moan. He would just have to be patient.

Finally, we walked to the register and the cashier rang up our total. Almost 200 dollars. Gulp. Yep, mom was going to kill me. We had 5 full bags of clothes to carry. I needed a lackey to carry my stuff. Nudge was already giving Fang her 3 bags. Well, crap. I was going to give him my one bag. But seeing as he is already struggling under the weight of Nudge's shopping power, I decided to spare him. For now.

After Rue 21 was Limited Too, Game Stop, Aeropostle, Claire's, Old Navy, Gap, and several other stores. We stopped at Taco Bell for lunch, then kept going. Nudge bought shirts, skirts, jeans, shoes, and even accessories like earrings and hair bands. Angel bought much of the same, but in smaller quantities. I bought 4-5 shirts and a couple of pairs of jeans at each store. The boys bought clothes too, but they looked at video games more than they looked at a shirt size. Fang stood around. Like he always did. And he helped me sort Nudge's clothes. Which was hilarious when ever he got hold of a halter dress or spaghetti-strap tank top. He would look at it like it was an alien object.

The last store we came to was JC Penney's. When Angel saw the sign, she gave a squeal and ran inside, quickly followed by Nudge. As I slowly walked in, I called, "Try to hurry, girls! It's getting late, and I want to drop off our stuff before we go eat!"

I stopped at the juniors section and looked around. Several things caught my eye, and a nice pair of black jeans practically screamed buy me! I might hate shopping, but I have to admit, buying clothes wasn't too bad once you get started buying. I wouldn't do it often though.

Fang, Gazzy, Iggy, and I sat our bags down on two chairs next to the dressing room. Angel's and Nudge's were already there. The guys ran off towards the...well....guys section and I began looking through the racks. I searched for things on the clearance racks, and clothes that suited me. I found my size in the black jeans I wanted, then moved on to some quarter sleeves that looked cool. I got an orange one. If I didn't get a variety, I knew the consequences. Next, I got a blue sweater that had a hood. I picked up a green jacket. Then a black, long sleeve shirt. A pair of light colored jeans. Then a white hoodie with a silver design.

My eyes roamed the corner with the latest shipping of clothes. There was an outfit that was a short black dress, with a gold, swirling design. It came with black leggings. It looked more like a really shirt, but I could tell it was very form-fitting. A slight pressure suddenly appeared in my mind. I found myself walking towards the two-piece outfit. Oh no! Angel!

Angel, get out of my head, NOW! I will not buy that! When would I where it? I can't even fight in it! I don't have shoes to go with it!, I thought frantically. My hand reached out to find my size. A small giggle came from inside my head.

"Angel, I'm telling you for the last time, GET OUT!" I growled quietly. A moment of silence, then my hand stopped moving. Angel's voice echoed through my head. "Max, trust me, you are going to need this outfit. Besides, you let Nudge get that mini skirt, and you let me get that pretty hairbow! You should get something really nice for yourself!"

"What do you mean, 'I'll need that outfit..'?" I whispered. My head shook back and forth, and a feeling of annoyance washed over me. That was Angel's emotion.

"You will find out soon enough, I think," she said. My hand resumed its frantic searching on the rack. "ANGEL!!!" I whisper-yelled. My face went slack and I felt my mouth moving.

"...I am going to get this, I think," I said aloud. I held up the correct size, then put it over my arm. I felt Angel remove herself from my head. I was about to put it back when I remembered her saying I would need it. What did that mean?

Completely lost in my thoughts, I never noticed Fang glide up behind me. He stood there unseen for a moment, then opened his mouth. A voice that sounded like Gozen came from Fangs mouth and he said right in my ear, "Boo!"

A shriek tore itself from my lips and I am ashamed to admit that I jumped. But I also turned in mid-air and whacked Fang in the stomach with the hanger of the dress outfit. He grimaced and took a step back. Behind him, Gazzy and Iggy stood, cracking up so hard, they were both on their knees. Gazzy was trying to tell Iggy that I had jumped, but he was laughing so hard, he could only get one word out at a time. Fang gave a low chuckle, then began to walk away.

"Fang, have you lost your mind? If you ever do that again, I will kick your butt through the roof!" I yelled at him, trying to ignore the embarrassment rising in me. He stopped suddenly and whipped around, with a wicked look in his eyes.

"No, you won't, cause you looooooooooooooooooooooooove me! Soooooooooooo much!" he stated evilly. I lunged at him, snarling and he ran away.

I chased him until we got to the kitchen supplies, then he did his little disappearing act on me, and I went back to the junior section. Steaming mad, by the way. He is definitely not going to do this to me here! He had the opportunity all day, but now he wants to do it? What the crap!!!

As I walked back to the dresses, I looked over...and saw Fang and Nudge hugging. That was the last straw. Now, I was going to kill him. I dropped my clothes and ran over to them so fast, I don't think they saw me coming. Inserting my hands between their bodies, I forced them apart so hard, Nudge fell backwards and Fang barely kept his balance. He glared at me and helped Nudge up. She looked hurt.(emotionally)

"What the h*** is your problem, Max? Can you not stand to see Fudge? Then admit what you want to admit, and we might be able to work something out!" he yelled at me. It was a good thing there were no people around, cause I could tell it would get nasty.

"Hey, no cussing! And, no, I can't stand to see Fudge! We're family, not lovers, Fang! It isn't right! And I have nothing to admit! NOTHING!" I yelled back. My anger was reaching boiling point. He stepped forward and seized my shoulders.

"Max, have I hurt you? Do you know why it hurts? Just say it Max, just say it!" he shouted in my ear.

I tore away from his and lashed out. My foot connected with his knee and he jumped away, anger in his eyes.

"IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU'VE HURT ME! YOU DON'T CARE!!!!! YOUR JUST BEING A LOUSY JERK!!!" I screamed at him. "I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY TO YOU!!!"

" I know it hurts, Max. It has to. JUST FREAKIN' SAY IT!" he yelled back. He threw a punch at me, but I dodged it. I roundhouse kicked him into one of the waiting chairs by the dressing room. He sprang back up and jumped on top of me. I punched and kicked, but he eventually pinned my arms to the floor, along with my legs.

"...just say it..." he whispered while I struggled.

"NOOOOOOOOO! I WILL NEVER SAY IT! ALL THAT FLIRTING, AND THE KISS WAS JUST YOU BEING A STUPID, FATHEADED IDIOT!!!! I WILL NEVER ADMIT THAT I LOVED YOU, BECAUSE THAT'S OVER! I DON'T THINK THE HURT WILL EVER GO AWAY, BECAUSE I CAN'T STOP LOVING YOU!!!!!!! YOU AND YOUR STUPID FUDGE!!!! I HAAAAAAAAAAATE YOU! I LOVE YOU, BUT JUST ABSOLUTELY HATE YOU!!!!!" I finished. He simply stared at me as I gasped for breath.

"Max, if you really hate me, then how can you love me too? You don't understand. The Fudge thing was a set up, just to have you tell me you loved me.....Do you truly hate me?" his voice was filled with pain now. I instantly regretted everything I said. I had ended up saying the one thing I never wanted to say, and I also hurt him. Oh, crap.

"Fang...I....I'm so sorry. I never meant it. But you hurt me so bad over this past week. I love you to death.....but...." I left it hanging. All the pain, just to hear me say 'I love you'. It seemed pointless.

"Max....please forgive me. But it wasn't pointless. I had to hear you say it. Or I knew we would never be together, because I knew neither of us would ever admit it. So, that's why I had Nudge help me. I never meant to truly hurt you. Please, please forgive me!" He was practically begging me. Where was the strong Fang who punched me and kept me solid? But I realized he was speaking the truth.

"I take back what I said about hating you. Can we...please....can we finally be together?" I felt tears coming to my eyes.

"Take this as an answer," he said softly, and then he kissed me. It was the most wonderful thing in the world. His lips were so soft, and he did it so perfectly, I never wanted it to end. I finally thought to kiss back and we laid there on the floor of JC Penny's, kissing. It was finally happening. All that I had wanted with him was happening. We would be together!

He finally pulled away, but that little burst of joy in the pit of my stomach stayed. He looked deep into my eyes and whispered, "Thankyou..."

I nodded and was the happiest I had been in weeks.

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I hope all of you enjoyed my story. A lot of you have been asking me to continue my story. Well, if I get a total of 75 reviews, I promise to continue it. I won't be posting as often as I would like, though, because I'm back in school and semester finals are coming up. So, REVIEW! And tell me how the last parts were, because I think they could have been better. Thank you all for reading! Read skipp20's story!

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