Waiting for Zane Truesdale outside of the Obelisk lunch room, with a wet crotch, a pout and a hell of a lot of fury bubbling up inside you ready to burst out at any moment, was, surprisingly, not as fun as it sounded. In fact, if Chazz could have been anywhere else at the present moment; perhaps a nice isolated, exotic island in the middle of the sea or the moon, he would have been there. But as it was he knew he absolutely, definitely had to sort out things with Zane – or the complete lack of the older teen.

So it hadn't been great with Zane around, stalking him, but there had to be something up with him avoiding the entire world – right? Perhaps Chazz wouldn't have cared as much if he didn't feel as if Zane's temporary absence was somehow, however indirectly, targeted at making him; and if was Zane's lame attempt at trying to make him angry well -… it was working.

Chazz couldn't quite put his finger on why he hated not having Zane around anymore; he would've thought he'd prefer it without being kidnapped in the middle of the night… or made out with in Professor Banner's classroom. But whatever he thought he should have felt and whatever he did feel, the latter he hadn't quite decided on yet, he had to talk to Zane and tell him that whatever he was up to Chazz didn't care about – perhaps then Zane's annoying face would stop popping up in his head.

Chazz could feel people staring at him as they left lunch, not to mention they were being less than discreet about muttering about him as they passed. He folded his arms uncomfortably and looked at the ground, trying to conceal the front of his, now damp, trousers underneath his trench coat. It was odd, Chazz Princeton – the obnoxious Chazz Princeton keeping his head down and not staring straight back at others, in fact it was more than odd. It was as if the former Obelisk had been replaced with a much-humbled one – the kind who didn't scream at people for spilling water down his front. Chazz himself, however, just put it down to being the same feeling that made him stand out there in the first place.

It took twenty minutes for the eldest Truesdale sibling to finally pack up his lunch and exit the dining room; however there was one thing that Chazz had not banked on when he had decided to ambush Zane – the fact that Zane wasn't alone. In fact, to get the idea replace the words 'wasn't alone' with 'was surrounded by what had to be ten friends and at least an entourage of forty or so fan girls, each one basically drooling over him and crowding so closely around the Kaiser that Chazz doubted whether he'd not die from being trampled by the group' – yes, that was how much Zane 'wasn't alone'.

After a fleeting glimpse at the procession Chazz wondered if he should just back away now and give up. After all – Zane had all those girls around him; why would he want to talk to the newly demoted Chazz?

Sighing a little to himself, Chazz found that the internal rage he'd had only a short moment before had been replaced by a kind of hollow disappointment. The raven-haired boy raised a hand and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly; he really was not used to these kind of situations, but, hopefully Zane hadn't noticed him, so he could just return to the Slifer dorms and perhaps torment Jaden in some way. At least that would make him feel better.

Digging his hands deep into his pockets Chazz made off down the corridor in the opposite direction to that of the 'I Love Zane' mob.

"Yeah sis – I know… Can you pass me that apple?" Atticus propped his head up on his arm, but was ignored by the younger of the two Rhodes.

"So I said to her 'of course he likes me – who doesn't like me?' but she was all like 'he can't like you if he doesn't notice you', so I said to her 'you don't even know what you're talking about – what could you know about it?' so then she was like 'I don't have to know about it, Alexis, all guys are the same' so then I said-"

Atticus sighed and flopped back down on his pillow. Alexis was pacing up and down his room; sick bed no less, ranting on and on about something. "Hey Lex – maybe next time you should lay off the espresso – I mean it's like coffee-zilla…" however yet again Atticus was ignored by his little sister.

"So even though she said that I went anyway but she wouldn't shut up about it; I mean how obsessed can you get over me meeting a guy she doesn't even like – I mean I am seriously starting to think that she has feelings for him; even though she says she likes Chazz."

"Lex? Shut up?" Atticus tried one last time before deciding to switch off and dream about cookies, but obviously there was something in his voice that made Alexis stop talking.

"Sorry Atty," she grabbed the apple off the table next to her and passed it to him, it seemed she was only listening to things he said two minutes ago; maybe in another two minutes she'd shut up, "I'm just really stressed at the moment… and – I've got something to tell you."

What? More?! The bewildered Atticus thought, though he replied with a, "Uh – yeah?" It wasn't like he really wanted to hear more because firstly, who was she talking about? Secondly, did he even really care? Thirdly this pitch of her voice was going to burst his eardrums about now and fourthly – when Alexis had arrived he'd been halfway through an extremely interesting, yet totally ridiculous comic; Pokémon or something.

"Well, you know I really like Zane – right?" Alexis slid onto the end of the bed which made Atticus have to manoeuvre his feet quickly so they weren't crushed, "Yeah, well I know he likes me back, but there's this really… really annoying problem. Chazz Princeton."

Atticus placed the apple, which was he saw, on further inspection, bruised, on the bed next to him and he wondered for a second if the surname had been strictly necessary. After all Chazz wasn't exactly a common name. Right? But then he realised Alexis had stopped speaking… oh no. What now? Was he supposed to speak? Atticus might have been the older sibling but when it came to who was in charge Alexis won all the way.

Eyes darting slightly Atty added a noncommittal, "Oh…" so as to look like he was listening. God he hated it when people stopped in their sentences for no reason. But it seemed he'd done the right thing, when Lex started speaking again.

"I know – he was kissing Zane, Atty. Kissing him."

So that was what Zane had been talking about, well it seemed that Atticus' best friend was finally doing something about his feelings. Finally. Oh, Alexis was still talking.

"…But don't worry – I have an idea to sort it all out. You see what I'm going to do is this…"

Atticus tuned out after a couple of sentence. He always found that if you interjected people's speech with a couple of 'yeahs' or the occasional 'totally' they assumed you were listening. However Atticus wasn't just letting his head fill itself with nothing, in fact, he was adding a very important memo to his to-do list; he had to warn Zane about what was going on. Simple enough. And he knew he was totally reliable to do it – he was Atticus Rhodes, secondest best duellist in the school, but on top of that best looking one. He never forgot anything, let alone really important details like this.

Now, where did he put that apple?

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Chazz had almost made it all the way out of the Obelisk dorm when a voice, a deep, completely calm voice called his name.

"Hey! Chazz?"

No, no way was he stopping walking. He'd wanted to speak to Zane, Zane hadn't bothered to stop to talk to him, and therefore he didn't want to know. It made sense. In Chazz's mind. And you know what else? Zane had missed out on the beating of a lifetime. In fact, it was probably better that he kept walking instead of turning to face the Truesdale, he'd keep walking and then he wouldn't have to beat Zane up and then he could just forget about…

"Wait," apparently Zane had exceedingly long legs because he was now at Chazz's side.

The raven-haired teen stopped and stared up into Zane's azure eyes with his cold, slate grey ones. "What?" he snapped, priding himself on being able to keep his tone cool and hateful.

"Did you want to speak to me?" Chazz stared at Zane, stupid, smirking, Zane. Perhaps he might've spoken, perhaps he might've said done something other than what he did next, if Zane's voice did not have that really, really annoying mocking tone in it. That judgmental, patronizing note that really pissed Chazz off. And that was the reason Chazz balled his fists and punched Zane as hard as he could across the jaw. Zane, a little taken back, for once, took a step backwards, only for Chazz to advance towards him, shaking his right hand out and glaring.

"No! No I did not want to talk to you!" he hissed through gritted teeth, he jabbed Zane in the shoulder, which of course looked quite odd seeing as he had to reach up quite a bit to do so. He continued to prod Zane as he talked until he had him backed up against a wall, however, the slightly shocked look that had appeared on Zane's face was again replaced with a smirk of self satisfaction. "Why would I ever want to talk to you again? You – you rapist! You think you're so big with your stupid seaweed hair and your Obelisk uniform! You think you can just do whatever you like – but you can't! You're just selfish and ugly and… and – I hate you!"

Zane raised an eyebrow, "Look who's talking Mr I'm-too-good-for-Slifer," he replied, however he had cocked his head to the side and was looking at Chazz with some strange emotion in his eyes. Chazz glowered.

"You just think everyone's in love with you cause a couple of girls like you – and you win a couple of duels…"

"Well don't they?"

"News flash; no! Why should anybody love you – you're just a-"

Zane pouted a little, "What about you?"

"Me?" Chazz spluttered slightly, and then suddenly this situation seemed just way too familiar. Last night he'd told Zane he hated him, but look how that had ended up for him. But what was he supposed to do? Say he loved him? But that would be a lie, because he didn't… did he?

A/N Mwhaha! A little bit of everything all rolled into one here lol. Please read and review – I feel my muse comes back with a little encouragement from everyone XD. Only joking. I think I'm gonna write the next chap straight away now, cause, really, I think you've had enough waiting for a little bit of action. Notice the word 'little' –grins evilly- I'm gonna really milk this, and finally when you're all turning away because it prolongs it too much I shall write something you really wanna read.

As usual I wanna shout out to all loyal reviewers; there are more than ever now so I dedicate this chapter to all of you and some of your reviews made me laugh . Thanks to everyone who favourited this – all 13 of you :P, and all who put this on alert, 20. This is a bleeding long authors note lol and it's starting to feel like the grammys.

Okay, last point. Some input from you guys – firstly do you want this fic quite long, and if so, would you like to see some Jaden and Chazz? Or some Chazz and someone else? The plots working itself out in my head (honestly I hadn't a clue where I was going when I started) but I would like to see where you guys think it should go. If no one replies to this I'll just make up my own damn mind. Sorry for the rambling. Enjoy the next chapter - oh yeah. Check out my other fics if you like Chazz –giggles-

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