Maximum Ride is property of James Patterson. Kisha Reaper and Deveann are property of Me! Kumali is property of Jwan!

Still listening to the same song I was listening to when I wrote the last chapter so I guess it didn't do much to just stop in the middle of the chapter like that.

"Why did you pack jeans with holes in them?" Deveann asked trying to sound like he was mad.

"What do you mean, those are your favorite pair." I said shuffling through my clothes to find a shirt I'd change into later.I found a white tank. We were in Florida so tanks on Christmas was a common site.

"How would you know if they're my favorite or not?" In other words, how did you find that out?

"You wear them all the time, they aren't too tight on you and your underwear doesn't show." I said simply.

"How would you know if my pants were too tight?" I laughed menacingly.

"So, you don't complain just to hear yourself talk! Deveann, you're always complaining, about everything. If your pants are too tight, everyone's gonna know. If your underwear is showing you'd scream 'My pants are gonna fall off! Why are they so saggy?'" I giggled. Max snorted back a laugh.

"I don't do that! What do you think Kumali? You're the only person around here who actually listens to me!" Deveann huffed.

"What were you saying, Deveann?" A low growl emmited from his throat. "Kidding! Don't get so upset! I hate to say it but Kisha's right, Deveann. You really never stop. She goes to great lengths to make you happy. Whether it's to stop your whining or another reason I'm not sure. But it's untrue what you say. Kisha hangs on your every word. Religously, almost. " She sighed. "It's almost sad the way you two bicker." We both shoved her off the bed and she started laughing but I know she meant every word of it because every word was true.

"I'll be back." I went into the bathroom and switched shirts. I came out and searched around the rooms. We had our own kitchen. We could live in here. I decided to ask mom to buy the hotel and reserve the top room for me but to change the room number to room number 667. The whole place was awe inspiring to one not of my heritage. I loved it here. It was as extremely classy as my house and it wasn't living in the forest like we had been for the last few years. I found a ladder attached to the wall. It led to a door in the ceiling that was labeled roof. I began up it. I came to the roof. The sky was pitch black and starless. It smelled like it would rain, the humidty only added to the effect. I walked to the edge of the building and stared around at the other rooftops. Unconciously I unfurled my wings and was about to take off.

"Hey!" I turned and saw Deveann. "You said you were coming back." He grabbed my wrist. I took a desperate glance back at the sky. "Do you really want to leave that badly?" He almost seemed hurt by the thought.

"Yes. Desperately. My mind is telling me to leave. It says it's not safe for me to be with you. Not safe for you. Not safe for me. Now is the perfect time." I sighed.

"And your heart?"

"You know I never listen to that dumb old thing. The heart is tainted, Deveann. The mind is clear." My motto.

"Kisha, if you leave, who will lead us? Kumali and me?" He let go of my wrist but turned my head to face him.

"Max will." I looked him straight in the eye trying to get the point across to him that it's impossible for me to stay. A cold drop fell on my cheek. Rain.

"And who will take care of us?"

"What am I? Your mother? Your seventeen, change your own diapers." My bluntness was turning to malice.

"Kisha, I'm serious. I don't know what I would do without you." My breath froze. And suddenly it was pouring. I'd have to change again.

Kumali's POV

"Where's Kisha?" I called.

"Deveann ran off into the kitchen to find her!" Max screamed waking Iggy. He fell off the bed. I walked into the kitchen and found the ladder. I went up it. It raining hard. I could faintly see the two of them. I cupped my hand around my mouth to call for them when I noticed they were having one of their intamate moments. I came up and waited. Deveann continued to explain to her that life without her wouldn't be life Kisha explained to him that life with her wouldn't last long. Deveann and I had heard the speecha nd to be frank, we were tired of it. Kisha always ran off at the most inconvinient moments and then we have to track her down. Everytime we find her she yells at us and treats us rottenly for a week but we're just happy to have her back. Then my eyes bugged out. Deveann just... he just...

Deveann's POV

I couldn't tell if she was surprised when I kissed her. She never moved a muscle. She meerly waited for me to pull away, when I didn't, then I could tell she was surprised. She pushed me away, tried to anyway. I wrapped my arms around her and cradled her softly and she struggled for a while. She finally turned her head the other way.

"Deveann! For goodness sakes let me breathe!" She cried still pushing me away.

"If you wanted to you could push me away easily. You could break anyone's neck just by flicking it. Why are you struggling so?" The words sounded awkward from my mouth but they had the right effect and she stopped.

"Deveann... I can't stay here. You're too close to me and to be completely honest I'm too close to you. You're the only one keeping me rooted here." She sighed.

"You're not helping your situation." I smiled.

"No, I suppose not." Leaned down and kissed her again but she kissed me back. She didn't bite my tongue off like I'd heard her threaten Fang a long time ago.

Kisha's POV

I now successfully satisfied myself and Deveann. I'd gotten the point across at leat and Deveann was happy knowing I'd stay a little longer. When we broke apart I went into a fit of laughter.
"Hm?" Deveann cocked his head to the side in wonder.

"Kumali's face! Oh my gosh! That's hilarious!" I fell to my knees pointing at a completely stunned Kumali. "So freakin' funny!" I howled. Deveann had just the opposite reaction.

"Kumali! What're you doing up here!" He blushed scarlet.

"I... oh well... I sorta... I came looking for you and... I didn't want to interupt... but then you..." She blushed now, looking at the ground.

"Aw, give her a break Deveann." I touched his now wet again hair.

"We won't have to brush it again, will we?" He asked, his eyes were full of fear.

"No, just let it dry. My hair will have to be brushed, as well as Kumali's but we wont cry." I laughed.

"You're never going to let me live that down are you?" He crossed his arms.

"Fighting already." Kumali shook her head.

There we go. Took me two freakin' hours to write that and it'll take about five minutes to read. How sad is that? Not updating until I get a review this time. Kisses! (Please review!!!!... please!)