Ok, I'm sorry for not updating. No real reason for it, I guess school, love and social lives took over from my computer life. I apologise for the wait, hope you like this chapter (which may or may not be good, it wasn't beta read, so sorry for any mistakes) Anyway, things are starting to happen in the story, so hopefully it's getting more interesting...

I hope to be updating more often now, as in a few weeks my summer holidays (7 weeks of them) start. I also aim to be at chapter nine or ten by the end of the year, but i don't want anyone to get their hopes up about it

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for the plot. The plot is partially celticas'...So i do well and truly own nothing. This disclaimer applies for all future chapters.
The day dragged on for both Tory and Maelgwn, the minutes slowly ticking away.

'Surely it's not possible for a minute to take that long to pass, I mean it's only 60 seconds, that was at least 80!' thought Tory, glancing over at Maelgwn to see what he was doing. He too had his eyes fixed on the clock, a look of dismay plastered across his face, due to the amount of time school was taking to pass. He looked up, seeing Tory's glance in his direction, before she looked away.

'I wonder what she was thinking…Probably about what a handsome devil I am. Or I hope so, anyway" He looked back at the clock, silently willing the minute hand to reach that last millimetre that separated it from reaching 3 o'clock.

Just when the two of them thought they couldn't take it any more the ringing of the ell was heard, signalling the end of classes for the day, and meaning that Tory had two hours to get home, shower and change into something nice, before Maelgwn arrived.

'Ione will be there too' she told herself firmly, 'and you don't want to be changing into anything too nice, you'll give him the wrong idea, not that he hasn't already got it.'

She made her way out to her locker, off in her own little dream world, thinking about how the events of the night would play out, when she walked straight into Brian. Books flew everywhere, and both scrambled to pick theirs up. Brian looked up at his sister, who was letting him do most of the picking up of the books, and grinned.

'Betcha I can tell you who you were thinking about, and what you were thinking!' he gloated.

'Oh? And what makes you say that?' she questioned, genuinely curious.

'I know what you were thinking, and who you were thinking about, because the look on your face was exactly the same as the look on mine before we ran into each other. And I know for sure you were off in a similar daydream to what I was in. Just hopefully about a different person ' he replied, teasing her.

'I'll have you know that when I daydream about people, my facial expressions do not change!' Tory exclaimed, defending herself. 'Oh wait, no! I just admitted to daydreaming about Maelgwn! Damnit!' Her face must have changed again, because Brian started laughing as soon as the thought passed her mind.

'Do I need to tell you what you just said, or shall I assume from the look on your face that you've already worked it out?' he gloated, gleefully making fun of her.

'Oh, go away!' Tory snapped. 'And I'll have you know that I admitted to no such thing!'

'Sure, sure, if that's what you need to tell yourself to feel good, by all means go ahead.' He sent one more smirk her way, before walking off around the corner, on his way to tell Maelgwn about his encounter with his sister.

Meanwhile, Katren had already made her way home, and was standing in the middle of her room, wrapped in a fluffy white towel, staring down at the various clothing options lying on her bed. Her date wasn't for hours yet, but there was no time like the present to be prepared, and though she didn't want to get too excited and jinx herself, she thought that there was something special about Brian Alexander. Her hair hung down her back, slowly dripping dry, as she pondered over her options.

Turning back to her cupboard, she glimpsed a pair of black, skintight jeans, thrown into a corner. Pulling them out, she looked them over once, turned back to her bed and grabbed her favourite purple off-the-shoulder top. She grabbed a pair of black boots which came half way up her calf,laid them all out on her bed and grinned. He was going to be awestruck when he saw her, she knew it.

Whilst this all happened, Ione was sitting in the deserted local park, a small grin on her face whilst she hummed to herself, deep in thought. Tory and Maelgwn were meant to be, she knew it. In fact, just about everyone knew it, except for Tory, that is. So if they were going to have a house to themselves, with her there, then she'd have to give them an opportunity to help Tory realise it, and hope they took that opportunity. But how to give them that private time, without being highly obvious about what she was doing. Ione thought for a few minutes longer, until here eyes lit up, and her face broke out into a beautiful grin. She knew what she had to do…
Brian was pacing nervously around their gym at home. He always came here when he needed time alone, and Tory knew that if her brother was in there with the door shut, then she should stay out until the door opened. He moved to the centre of the room, sat down with his legs crossed, and closed his eyes. He had his date with Katren in an hour or so, and he wanted to do some meditation before he went, to centre himself. However, 10 minutes, then 15, passed and all he could think of was her face, the way her hair hung down her back, the sparkle in her eyes. Whilst he might joke around with the guys about being the one to finally crack Katren's shell and get a date with her, he knew that it was much much more, that she as something to be treasured, worshipped even. Brian knew he had a bad history with girls, often using and dumping them, but he was determined not to ruin his one chance with the girl of his dreams. ' And she's even learning how to fight, ' he mused, 'I don't think there's a single way to improve herm to make her more perfect than she is already.'

His eyes flew open as a knock came at the door. Tory was standing there, in a white bathrobe, obviously having not decided what she was going to wear for her 'tutoring' session with Maelgwn.

' Hey bro, sorry to burst in and all, but it's quarter to seven, I thought I'd just make sure you knew that you should probably be leaving to pick up Katren now.'

Brian looked down at his watched, cursed under his breath when he saw the time, and leapt to his feet, running out the door to the gym.

Tory followed along behind him, asking 'So where are you taking her anyway?'

Brian turned around, grinned at her, and replied 'That, dearest sister of mine, would be telling. A magician never reveals his secrets.'

Tory had to laugh at this. 'A magician? So that's what you're calling yourself these days. Classy.'

Brian sent her one last look, asking 'So, are you planning on wearing that bathrobe for your date with Maelgwn tonight? I'm sure he'd love it, but isn't it a bit early on to just be wearing a robe? Oh right, wait a second, it's not a date, silly me.' He gave her one last cheeky grin, before grabbing his car keys and running out the door, before she could come after him to get her revenge for his comment.

Maelgwn was sitting by the door, glancing at the clock every few moments. It was quarter to seven, and he was expected at Tory's at seven thirty. He knew it'd take him fifteen minutes to get there, so he had half an hour's wait before he could leave. ' I wonder how she'd react, if I showed up half and hour early. She'd definitely pretend to be annoyed, act as if my coming on to her insults her. But what does she feel, underneath all that? I know she doesn't really find me so awful, I just need to get her to drop the mask and see that she truly does like me. Besides, if what Brian said before is true, she already has well and truly admitted to herself that I'm not so bad. And I mean, really, what's not to like?'

Maelgwn again looked up at the clock and sighed. Not even a minute had passed since he'd last looked. The wait to see her again, her lithe and petite form, her beauteous face, the way she pouted when he complimented her. She was driving him insane, and she didn't even know it. Maelgwn decided that any act of annoyance he might get from her would be better than sitting here, slowly going mad. He got up, grabbed his keys and walked out to his car. He couldn't wait for another minute; he had to see her.

Tory stood in front of her full-length mirror, staring critically at herself. The black, skin-tight, v-necked dress she wore hugged her figure, showing off all the right areas. She couldn't decided whether it was too dressy, and she knew that it would spark Maelgwn's imagination, not that it needed help to be sparked. But the part of her that didn't want him lusting after her was now the minority. Whether she wanted to or not, she couldn't help but be attracted to him. His dark hair was gorgeous, and the stormy colour of his eyes entranced her whenever she looked into them. She had fallen for him, and she'd fallen hard. And boy, did she know it.

As she walked down the stairs to put together some snacks for her, Maelgwn and Ione, the doorbell rang. She was confused, not expecting her friends for another half hour, and not expecting her father until tomorrow morning. 'Must be a salesman or something. Please don't let them be the kind who invite themselves in, I don't need that right now!'

She walked over to the door, and opened it, letting the cold air from outside wash over her. Standing in front of her was Maelgwn, shivering slightly from the cold winds whipping around him, blowing his hair in all directions. 'God, he looks good when his hair's like that. Stop it! This is a study thing. Keep those thoughts for later…'

'Can I come in? It's just that, your house looks so warm and inviting, and out here its kind of cold and miserable…'

As he spoke to her, Tory snapped out of it, apologising and letting him in. 'I wasn't expecting you for another half hour. Not that it's bad you're here, of course, I don't have a problem with it.'

Maelgwn glanced around, noting that they were alone in the house. She didn't seemed angered or annoyed by his early presence is her house, so he decided to push his luck a little bit. ' I wasn't going to come so early, but I had all my things together, I was ready to leave the house, and I couldn't stop thinking about you. You're beautiful Tory, you light up any room that you enter with a single smile. I really like you, and when I'm not around you, it drives me mad.'

He looked towards the floor, knowing that she wouldn't react badly. He knew it, because he'd seen the look in her eyes when she saw him on her doorstep. He'd seen the happiness when he'd admitted what he felt. And looking up now, he could see the passion in her eyes as she walked purposefully towards him, stopping just under an arms length away from him.

She smiled cheekily at him, continuing to close the gap between them. 'Tell me something I didn't already know? Her eyes flickered ever so slightly towards the cough in the living room, and it was Maelgwn's turn to grin.

'So if I'm not getting any negative feedback, no sarcasm or insults, no slaps or punches, am I to assume that my advances are appreciated, and my feelings are in fact returned?' he inquired, using the same flirtatious elegant tone he had used the day they had met.

The look of passion in Tory's eyes increased, as she gave into desire. She looked at Maelgwn, replying 'Oh I don't know, why don't we find out?' Reaching for him, she pulled him towards her, pressing her lips against his, softly, but with enough obvious desire to let him know she was willing to go further. The broke apart, each sporting an ecstatic grin. Turning at the same time, they both looked over towards the couch, then looked at each other again. Without uttering another word they moved over to the couch, falling back onto it, no longer restraining the desire they felt for each other. As Maelgwn brushed his tongue across Tory's lips, seeking entry, the doorbell rang. Both looked to the door, at each other, and closed the distance between their lips again, silently agreeing to ignore it.

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