Another dedication! I love doing these, I want to try one for every chapter that someone gives me help with so that's my plus from now on, give me an idea, and if I decide to do it(which I probably will, I'm running out of imagination) it definitely will be dedicated to you. This time, to Alpha-range, who's given me today's idea, of when Max is jealous of Brigid. Another cute Fax!

Max POV

I'd just thrown myself off of the side of the boat in an endless fury with Fang. Queen Weirdo Scientist Brigid had been flirting with Fang, and worse yet, he had been flirting back! It was just about as much as I could take!

I really am trying to understand that boy, but he's making it difficult to even want to try. First, he's kissing me on the dock, and then he goes to flirting with someone a few days later right in front of my very eyes!

But wait... He's not trying to get back at me is he?

Well, you did run

Oh bloody great, nice time for you to stop in for a chat voice, I thought snidely.

But I'm right, Maximum. You did run away from him, and you have every time he's kissed you. You can't blame him for flirting with others.

You're making no sense today Voice! I thought now, in utter annoyance, Fang is like that, he should know how I'm feeling right now, and how I'm scared that us being together would harm the flock welfare. And we're more brother-sister type of relationship.

So, if you only feel brotherly towards Fang, then why are you so jealous?

"I'M NOT!" I yelled suddenly, forgetting to talk inside my head. I didn't see the point in having to think my responses; I'd used my super-speed, so the only things that would ever be able to hear me were the birds and the people going past in aeroplanes.

The voice seemed to let out a sigh, and left my mind. It was like I could feel his presence going that annoyed me the most. He could come and go as he pleased, dropping in on my most embarrassing moments, and I didn't know who he...she...it, is!!

After I realised I was calming down a bit, I started to fly back to the Wendy K and all the scientists were grouped around under me, with their binoculars pointing up at the sky where I had been flying around. I felt a blush on my face.

When I had landed they apologised and started asking a few questions, you know, the boring ones like 'what's it like to fly' and 'is it amazing?' that sort of stuff. Brigid started to say something, but I tried to tune her out as she talked on and on. I just wanted to be left alone. Finally they had all stopped talking, and I felt as if I was free to leave.

"I'm going to turn in" I said, as friendly as I could possibly manage, although to my own ears it sounded a little too forced.

I walked as quickly as I could towards the stairs leading down to our bedrooms at the rear of the boat. I wasn't really watching where I was going; only thinking that I just wanted to go to bed and cool off for a while. It wasn't until I was practically at the bottom before I noticed a certain silent flock boy leaning against the wall, watching me with dark black eyes. When I finally got to the bottom he pushed himself off the wall to stand in front of me blocking the way.

"What's the matter with you? Why'd you just take off like that?" he asked, and I could feel the anger seeping off him.

"Just, wanted some air" again it came out forced, but this time, I knew Fang could tell. He's known me as long as I've known myself, so he could detect these sorts of things. I moved to brush past him, before I felt his hands enclose around the top of my arms, holding me in place, his face literally inches away from mine.



"What's going on?" he said sternly.

"Nothings going on!" I said, my voice rising slightly.

"If we could just talk-"he said but I was angry by now so completely cut him off.

"About what? You and me? There is no you and me. Especially when you keep throwing yourself at everything in a skirt!" Okay, so that one was a slight bit over the top, especially since Brigid wasn't wearing a skirt, and he technically hadn't thrown himself at anyone.

"You couldn't get more wrong if you tried, Max," his tone made little butterflies dance around in my stomach, his face still close to mine, so his words blew hot air against my face. "There's a you and me, all right. There will always be a you and me."

I didn't want to listen to anymore, so I tried to push past him, wrenching my arms free. He soon grabbed my arms again and pulled me back towards him.

"Let me go Fang!" I said, trying to contain myself from yelling, so that the kids wouldn't know we were fighting again.

"No, I'm not going to let go until you finally understand what I am saying to you! I'm not going to just let you walk away from me this time. Now let me try and get this through to you. There. Is. A. You. And. Me!" he whispered his words, his head already just hovering a centimetre above mine. "And you're not going to tell me that there isn't, 'cause you know it to!" he said, before looking down in to my eyes. I was practically near tears by this point, trying to hold them back, whilst he still whispered against my forehead.

"Admit it" he ordered, and my stomach jumped again. "Admit there is a you and me."

It took me a moment before I was even able to find the willpower to think straight, and I tilted my head upwards towards his. His eyes were boring down into mine, glowering with his Fang-like determination. I'd never seen them so dark before, so I tried to quickly clear my head, whilst trying unsuccessfully to drag my eyes away from his. But his gaze had me captured there, as I thought of the right words.

"Fang..." I began, but paused with pleading eyes. He just stared down with his stony eyes, as if to say 'just say it!' I took a deep breath and finally tore my eyes away from him to look at his chest. That made the words come a little easier. "There is a you...and me" I whispered softly, and I felt his breath again against my head.

The next thing I felt were Fangs soft lips pressing against my forehead, his arms holding onto my shoulders to keep me there. I closed my eyes slightly, just enjoying being there with him. Those words meant a lot to him, I decided. I'd have to try to get this whole 'feelings' thing under control, that way, Fang would be a lot happier of a person, and who knows, maybe he would start talking in full sentences, and even, stop being so silent?

"Thank you," I heard him whisper, then as quickly as that, I felt him leave, and cold air rushed to me, and I almost fell on my face. The corridor was empty and silent again. I rolled my eyes and put my hand to my forehead, where his presence had been last and gave a smile to myself.

Or maybe, he would be the exact same as before!

Yay! My first Fax when they didn't have to say I love you to each other! Alrighty, well, I'm still open to ideas if you have anymore, I'll gladly still do my dedications. I have an idea for a Niggy, but it might take a long while to write up, as I'm trying to write it in Iggy's POV, and that's harder for me to write. So...please review! That little button won't bite you, much! Thanks to all those readers that are trying to stick with me!