Nigel turned to find a familiar figure draped in the thin sheet from his bed. She held out a steamy coffee cup and sighed ruefully.

"I took the liberty of making you some coffee...I'd figured you'd need some." Rachel told him kindly. Nigel remained quiet, but excepted the drink greedily. His head was throbbing...

Rachel sat back on the warm bed, staring into space with a dazed expression on her face. Nigel sipped the beverage she'd given him before looking back at her.

"Rachel?" He inquired, wondering if she was still all there.

"What are the chances you remember exactly what happened between us last night?" She asked weakly, curling the temporary garment around herself tighter. Nigel blinked and places his hand under his shin thoughtfully.

"Slim to none."

The attractive regretful girl beside him nodded, leaning back, letting the covers slip off her shoulders just enough to make Nigel's face turn that darker shade of pink.

"I figured as much.." She whispered. "You were waisted."

"Well that I remember." Nigel remarked, standing up, walking over to his pants (which were sprawled in a random corner) reaching in the back pocket, pulling out his box of cigarettes. Rachel frowned.

"You are not going to smoke around me anymore, Nigel." She ordered, using her commanding tone she often used in her old days are supreme commander.

"Since when to you care?" Nigel asked walking over to the counter of his plain apartment, scooping up a lighter that lay there. Rachel grit her teeth and stood up, letting the barrier covering her body fall on the bed. Nigel's eyes widened and he froze, eyes urging him to look her over.

The steamed girl took this to her advantage and snatched the pack of cigarettes away from the stunned boy.

"Damn drug." Rachel huffed and through it to the floor, stomping her bare foot on it. "No more Nigel! I wont have it."

"Na..na...nak.."Rachel slapped her own forehead in annoyance.

"What's the point Nigel? You've obviously seen it ALL already." She fumed. Nigel's whole red went red in realization.

"We...and me and you..we...we..--"

"Made love?" Rachel asked in a knowingly tone. She sighed, defeated by reality. "Yes, it would appear so unfortunately."

"Unfortunately? What's that supposed to mean?" Nigel asked, his mind hitting the gutter as her continued his gaze on her most beautiful parts she didn't allow most people to see. Rachel groaned, leaning her head back.

"It means that I'm the kind of person who believes in monogamy and marriage. I betrayed you. I betrayed Lizzie. I had sex with a drunk person! It's all my fault. I should have known better, I should have--" She stopped she she felt arms wrap around her and guided her to Nigel's chest. Rachel struggled for a short time before returning the embrace. She felt like melting, feeling his skin on hers.

"Calm down. What's done is done. We can figure this out." His voice was calm and collected.

"This isn't a game Nigel. We're not kids anymore. We cant fix this by saying we're sorry. You're engaged. You don't belong to me, you belong to Lizzie..." Tears were welding up in her eyes and she was on the verge of tears.

"Tell me what happened." He sighed, pulling away. "First I need to know the details, and we'll start from there."

The nude girl turned and walked over to the bed. Nigel found his eyes glued to her rear that swayed as she gather the blanked and covered herself again.

"Where do I start?"

(flashback)

Rachel's back pressed against the wall harshly as Nigel's lips where devouring hers. She wasn't sure for how long they'd kissed. Her hand pressed into his chest firmly. Neither was sure if she was pushing him away, or pulling him closer. Nigel broke their lisp lock for air and soon moved to her jaw bone.

"Nigel..." Rachel unconsciously whispered. Nigel ignored her, much to busy feeding his skin hunger to notice her quite mews and pleadings. He embraced his flaming hormones, nibbling very lightly at the soft flesh of her neck.

"Nigel...!" Rachel pressed harder against his chest, trying to stop him, however, failing miserably.

"Humm...?" Nigel murmured, kissing her noes, running his hand up her shirt. Rachel shuttered, gulping. She knew very well she was enjoying it, but she also knew it was wrong. Terribly wrong. But in this state of ecstasy she was having trouble comprehending how something this wrong could feel unbelievably right...

Nigel was now slowly kissing the tender area between her breasts that was visible with her rather low cut neck line.

"Don't stop..."

"Where is he!?" Lizzie shrieked. Wally groaned.

"Not so loud..." He weakly shook his head.

"Just calm down Lizzie." Kuki said in a rational tone, not wanting to further anger the fiery red haired girl.

"Calm down!? CALM DOWN!?"

"I'm gonna hurl..." Wally squeaked, covering his ears.

"I'm going to his apartment! If he's got some girl in ther--" Lizzie growled in a darker tone. Kuki halted.

"Lizzie, uh..there's no need to take that kind of action, I mean, I'm sure he'll call." The Asian girl assured. Actually, the truth was Kuki wouldn't have been surprised if Nigel did do something that was considered unsuitable for a soon-to-be-married-man, but right now she just wanted to calm the ranting girl. At least for Wally's sake...

"Ohhhh no! I'm going! Nigel's about to get an ear full!"

"Shut up..please! I'll do anything..." Wally pleaded. Kuki could feel a vain his her forehead jerk. Thanks Mom... She thought.

"Fine. Just go, but I'm telling you. You wont find anything interesting."

And there you have it. BTW-I'm officaly changing the rating to M, but I swear to God I wont put anything BAD in here. I just...well to be safe, you know...

Anyway, R&R please. It's so quiet.