Blushes Sorry it took so long. I official hate the amount of time college takes up and the fact that the wireless connection in my house is screwy. Sorry for mistakes, I really need to proof-read more than once.

Please reveiw, I hope you like it. Bites lip

Harsh Reality of Morning

I blinked stupidly and sighed. It was times like this that made me hate mornings. The realisation of the night before, memories swimming around your head that you can't get back, can't relive. Sometimes it's just shame, embarrassment, but not this morning. No, this morning I would hate because it wasn't last night.

When Nudge kissed me, I felt like fainting. It's odd when you realise what you want after it's happened. For a second, all I could think was 'Shit, Nudge just kissed me. The girl I raised just kissed me!" But suddenly I wanted more. It was like how I get with fun sized chocolates, only this was so much better.

I don't know if pounced is the right word, but that's pretty much what I did right after I had this craving. I also don't know if it was the wine or if she's always been this way, but she tasted exactly like fruit. I was so lost in this one kiss, in her taste, her smell, the feel of her hair, then suddenly her fantastic curves, I didn't notice we were now lying on the bed. I think she pulled me down onto her, but I couldn't care. This one kiss was perfection.

Her hands, her soft delicate hands, were now exploring my less desirable shape, resting on the small of my back and my ass. (A/N It took a lot for me to write that and not arse, let me tell you!) My own right hand rested on her thigh, which I then pulled higher, and I used my left arm to support myself.

Then I came to this place I'd always hoped to find, but never reached. Not even with Fang. I was a sense of normality almost. I forgot the School, Erasers, Anti-Mutant campaigns, our battle in the courts, where I was, who I was; hell, why I was.

But now it's 7:31am and I'm in her arms, on the verge of tears again. Because for me to be the strong leader Nudge told me I was last night, I need to be able to stand on my own two feet. She would support me, try and protect me. And I'd do the same. And suddenly I'd forget about the flock, about what I need to do to protect them. And it's not just with Nudge, but with anyone. I can't let emotions screw me up.

I slide out of her bed, regretfully, and quietly changed into my pant suit (A/N Once again, trousers!) I then left the room and slowly closed the door. If I was lucky, I could be off to work before Nudge was even up, to avoid the awkward morning I know was on it's way.

I walked over to the breakfast bar to see my beautiful Angel eating very black toast. Although I was sure I heard her shower, her eyes seemed to be smudged black from the same eyeliner she had on yesterday. And her blonde hair was as crazy as it is when she and Gazzy race. But that's hip now, or so I hear.

I took a silent, yet deep breathe in and hoped I wouldn't think to loudly about last night, when the toast fell to the plate with a surprisingly loud clatter. "Holy shit!"

"Angel!" I yelled, shocked slightly that she had the nerve to swear in front of me.

"Sorry." She sighed routinely, "But just tell me why you four keep f-" I caught her eye, "sleeping with each other. First you and Fang, then Nudge and Fang, Fang and Iggy, then Nudge and Iggy, Fang and Iggy, you and Iggy, Fang and Iggy, now you and Nudge?"

"Firstly, we didn't sleep together, so get you facts straight." I was resisting the urge to shout, because I really didn't want to wake up Nudge. "And secondly, it was a meaningless snog, which was just to reassure me and will not happen again. "

"You know Iggy said a similar thing about Fang?" She said, very as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, well this is different. She knows it and I know it."

"You might want to tell her that." Angel said, then hopped off the stool and ran towards her room, carrying her black toast.

Before I had a chance to call after her, or demand that she explain what she meant, Nudge made her way out of our room, clutching her head but still smiling.

"Hey sexy," She said, in a husky voice, ruining any of my hopes of her forgetting last night. She leant over me, locking her arms either side of me on the breakfast bar. "How'd you sleep?" But she didn't give me a chance to answer and leant in to kiss me.

I pushed away for her, rushing over to the key bowl, where I kept my keys (duh) and my bag.

I could feel her stare at me, so I turned to see her hurt look. "What's wrong Max?"

"I'm just late for work…" I lied, but she saw right through it.

"Shut up! What, did you forget what happened last night?"

"Nudge, I was drunk, we were both drunk. I just thought that… it was just a kiss."

Nudge smiled, laughed a little, then for a second I caught a glimpse of water filling her eyes. "That's so fucking typical Max. It's just like you to use someone, and then cut yourself off. It happened with Fang, now it's happening all over again. Not that you care. Have a nice day at work."

But I didn't.

A/N Well?