Maximum Ride is property of James Patterson. Kisha Reaper, Deveann, Lash, and Jasmine Reaper are property of ME! Kumali is property of Jwan!

I opened up fanfiction this morning happy to find that it worked seeing as it hadn't last night and I was expecting one review, maybe, but I wasn't gong to get my hopes up. I find I've gotten three reviews from completely new reviewers! You should have heard my squeal of joy. It was great. SiriuslyPadfoot101, I couldn't help myself, the minute I read your review I had to call Jwan and tell her what you said. In case you didn't know, but I'm sure you did, she's the creator of Kumali and she is in love with Iggy. They don't actually have any lovey dovey scenes because we haven't made any, like, at all. Well,perhaps Jwan made some but she's keeping them to herself. She doesn't really like the lovey dovey stuff, she's probably only reading this cuz I wrote it. If you want, I can talk it over with her and see if she can tell me the scenario and I'll write but I don't have experience with this stuff, period. Like, the last time I hugged a guy was about four or five years ago. I don't even hug my guy cousins. Icydragon14, I put up the twenty-second chapter literally minutes before you reviewed. And 2ndsly, I, personally, like short chapters, long chapters intimidate me, I only put up long chapters cuz once I get started I can't stop writing. Note: 4 hours worth of writing on chapter 18. I love where this is going but the preview I gave you isn't of this chapter, it's of a later chapter. Jwan, I'm giving you what you asked for, ACTION! This chapter is going to be exceedingly lovey dovey but with... ACTION! Oh, I'm almost forgot, 2ndsly, you think I'm funny? Aw, thanks, I try to be but I usually fail miserably so, whatever. Here's the lovey dovey/ ACTION chapter!

Kisha's POV

When we arrived at the hotel the rooms weren't exactly fancy but it didn't smell like smoke and the people there weren't giving us funny looks. Whole flight there had been uncomfortable because Max wasn't talking. Kumali and Iggy were once again stirring up conversation and everyone seems to have more fun when Kumali's cracking jokes anyway so I didn't really mind that Max, Fang, and I were the only ones uncomfortable if everyone else id having fun. The problem was, not everyone else was having fun. Deveann seemed really tense and anytime I would try to talk to him he would fly away from me.

There's something seriously wrong with Deveann, Kisha. Stay away from him.

If there's something wrong with a flock member I need to help them, regardless of what that may do to me.

Deveann doesn't want to hurt you.

Do you even know what's happening to him?

Who do you think I am? "The Voice?" It's just Ahsik in here.

Hey! Can you contact The Voice?

You mean speak with it? Well yes, I suppose I very well could.

Tell it about Deveann.

Max's POV

What? What's wrong with Deveann?

I'm not sure, Ahsik says there's something gravely wrong with him but she can't figure it out.

What do you mean you don't know? You set me up to think you know everything and you don't?!

Of course not. No one knows everything.

Well, do you at least have a theory?

His fangs are longer and he's extremely tense but that's all I can take from this.

You're a big help.

I swooped down next to Deveann. He glared at me. "What is wrong with you people?" He snarled. "Don't you get the hint? I want to be alone." Ah, the dark side of Deveann. A side only Kisha could love. Or rule over, both ways work.

"Don't be a baby, Deveann. Tell me what's wrong."

"I don't very well believe I want to."

"Fine, be that way. Kisha will force it out of you at one point. Remember, you're sharing a room." His eyes bugged out in realization. Everyone was gathered in the lobby as I got the keys to our rooms. I handed out the keys and we unpacked our things once in our rooms.

Kisha's POV

"So, why don't you and I grab something to eat for the others?" I asked casually. Deveann gave me a pained look. "What? It wouldn't take too long... oh." He pointed at the single full sized bed. "They could've at least made it a queen." I complained. He shook his head in dismay, sitting down on the silky tan sheets.

"I can't do this." He whined. "Why is fate doing this to me?! Silk!" He shoved the sheet in my face. "Silk sheets, a full sized bed, only one, to be honest I think lady luck is a horrid pervert that wants me to get together with you!" I suppressed a laugh and smiled a bit.

"Oh, it's not that bad. What's going to be bad is that I ran out of pajamas, there's no fans and I got hot easily."

"And that's bad because... oh crap, you've got to be kidding me."

"I'm sorry!" I blushed. I would be going to bed that night in short shorts and crop top. It was way too hot in that hotel.

"Stupid!" He slammed the wall with his fist. He pulled his fist back to do it again but I caught it.

"Don't, you'll either have us paying fines or you'll hurt yourself." I told him. He sighed and let his hand fall into his lap. "Now let's go get that food." He nodded solemnly. We ran over to Taco Bell and grabbed ourselves some, you guessed it, tacos. We all came back and I felt so bad about what this was doing to Deveann mentally that I nearly asked Kumali if I could room with her and Lash. But then Deveann would be in his room all alone, bad idea. I was supposed to be helping him through whatever was bothering him, not abandoning him. I came out of the bathroom in my "almost-underwear-it's-so-revealing" pajamas. Deveann was already in bed, facing the wall the bed was pushed up against. "Deveann." I put my hand on his bare shoulder. He shrugged it off. I stared at his powerful brown wings for a moment. "I'm really sorry that you've had a bad day. If there's anything I can do to-"

"Just get in bed." He growled. I sighed and did so. After a while I thought I heard his breaths calm and his form was less tense. Finally he was asleep and I could get some shut eye, too. As I rolled on my side our wings brushed against each other. I felt like I was going to fall off it was so crowded. I heard the creak of the floor boards as someone passed through the hallway. I saw their shadow pass the doorway. Then I heard more creaks. It sounded like a party of them.

Perhaps it's some kids that stayed up late and now they're playing tag or something.

Don't kid yourself. It's Erasers and it's definitely not tag, more like hide and go seek and destroy.

Aw, crap.

I sat straight up and just as I was shaking Deveann awake Erasers burst in through the door. I gasped as Deveann turned over and blinked open his eyes. He was... an Eraser, too. I jumped out of the bed, grabbing my dagger. No Ari. Well, there's one good thing. An Eraser came at me and I attempted to stab him with the dagger but with the sudden burst of adrenaline in my veins I sorta tore right through where his heart used to be. Another one came at me and I took him by the hair flinging him into the band of others entering. I let my nails extend and dropped the dagger, finding this way much easier and more effective.

It slices, it dices, it murders mutant wolf thingies, it's Kisha Reaper!

Shut! Slash, hash, heads flying off, getting soaked with wolf blood, ripping in random directions. Up, Ahsik!

Suddenly, I found that I was unable to move my arms. I looked behind me, Deveann had a hold of my arms. "Deveann?" I breathed. I knew he was an Eraser but I didn't know he'd really woken up. He pulled me back into his arms, he was holding me down so the other Erasers could do what they wanted with me. "DEVEANN! LEMME GO! DEVEANN, PLEASE!" I struggled against him but refused to hurt him. The other Erasers held up their guns. They were going to kill Deveann, too! I let my legs fall out from under me, sliding out of his arms. I tripped him and the Erasers missed the both of us. Deveann's eyes were red and unreadable.

Deveann's gun, Kisha! Grab it!

I took the gun from his pocket and started shooting. I hated not being able to feel their bodies cave under it so I never knew when I hit or if they were all dead. One by one they fell and Deveann wrestled on the floor with me, trying to pry the gun from my grasp. I finally had killed all the ones in the room and hopped up from the floor, leaving Deveann in a frustrated crouch as I searched the hallway. When I found none, I went back into the room to check on Deveann. I closed the door behind me, knowing this would not be fun. His eyes flashed as I edged around the bed towards him. "Deveann, you are not my enemy." I told him. "Are you listening to me?" I said calmly, doing anything just to press my voice into his mind. The others hadn't heard the ruckus and were still asleep. I had no intention of telling them Erasers tried to kill me. I would dispose of the bodies after Deveann was back to normal. "It's me, Kisha."

"Shut up!" He snapped at me, pouncing and pinning me down onto the bed.

"Ungh! Deveann, stop!" He curled his upper lip as he snarled at me.

"I will kill you!" I suppressed a shriek and did what the only thing in my mind thought might make sense. The "Sleeping Beauty" effect, as I liked to call it.

You must be wondering at this point, what is it like to kiss a furry mouth? Well, I think the real question is, what is it like when the furry mouth kisses you back? Weird. His muzzle turned into a mouth with skin, not fur and his claws shrunk back into nails. He was returning to normal. Score one for bed time stories. His lips moved to the corner of my mouth and gently traced my jaw bone. He kissed my neck. "Ungh..." His tongue ran along my collar bone. "Good evening, Deveann." I said happy he was back. Happier he was kissing me. He lifted himself from me, looking stunned. "Why did you stop?" I sighed.

"That wasn't supposed to happen." He stuttered,

"The sheets are really comfy." I told him, sounding like I was drugged or something. He got off the bed.

"Hello, Fang." I looked to the doorway to see Fang. I pulled the sheets over me.

"What are you doing in here?" I cried, coming back to reality.

"Wow." He went back to his room.

I'm sorry, I had to do it. It was cheesy and crap but i couldn't help myself. The Author of the next chapter is Jwan so give her your props. She's writing cuz I can't profess my love for Iggy... mainly cuz I don't love Iggy, I love Deveann. We're on the phone right now, speaking in English accents even though we're really hick. It's 4:31 PM. Please review! KISSIES!