A/N: I KNOOOOOOOOOW. Please accept fluff as an apology…. MMWAH!

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DG was daydreaming again.

His face was swimming in front of her and she was helpless not to be distracted. Thoughts of whispered secrets, looks, and a very distinct and heated kiss were sufficient enough to distract her from whatever Azkadellia was saying.

"What?" she asked quickly. Unfortunately, not quickly enough to escape suspicion.

Az placed her book in her lap and leveled a look at her sister. She had a very knowing smile on her face. One that DG had come to know as the 'you're about to be interrogated by the ex-sorceress' look. It was a deceptively sweet smile. One that had a definite bite to it once she began talking. DG was not disappointed.

"I said…you, dear sister, must be in love." Az had the satisfaction of seeing DG frown and shift in her seat. "Because I know I'm not that uninteresting. Lack of a second personality or not…"

Ohhhhhhhh DG didn't like where this was going.

"Though I can see the appeal. He would certainly be interesting for twice as long as a normal man…"

DG held up her hand and shook her head incredulously.

"Glitch! No no no no no no no. That's way off base. I mean, I love Glitch, but I'm definitely not in love with him…" DG knew she was still shaking her head and beginning to look a lot like she meant the opposite of what she was saying. She abruptly stopped and worked on keeping her eyes wide and serious to convey that she was telling the truth. Mainly because…it WAS the truth.

"Oh, but you ARE in love?"

DG's face now held a scowl.

Damn.

It.

"Now don't go putting words in my mouth."

She decided she hated being interrogated. It wasn't fair.

"Is it Raw?" DG's mouth turned into an unimpressed line. She tried to steel herself because she knew what was coming next. "Or is it Mr. Cain?" DG didn't trust herself and looked away briefly, keeping her face blank. It was enough for Az though.

"Az, really…"

"Ooh DG…" She shook her head sadly. DG very much wanted to wipe the superior smirk off of her sister's face. "It iiiiis Mr. Cain isn't it?"

"No it's not."

"Ahh….Wyatt Cain," Az commented pleasantly. "Infamous cold hearted, steely eyed, elusive silvery fox of a man."

DG blinked at that one. She gave her sister an inquiring head tilt but Az was on a roll.

"Cain and DG sittin' in a tree," her sister began in the proper sing song tone, a teasing glint in her eye. DG flushed and decided she was past being annoyed. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G." This was just plain amusing. "First comes love…" DG was helpless to stop the small smile from breaking out across her face. "Then comes marriage. Then here comes DG with a BABY carriage!"

DG couldn't help herself. She was burst out laughing and decided to switch tactics. Laughing it off shouldn't be hard now.

"Don't be ridiculous, Az." Some more giggles erupted from her as she rose from her seat. "Cain?" She waved her hand dismissively as she turned towards the door. "You couldn't be more-"

She gasped as she looked up and came face to face with the man in question standing in the doorway. He was looking at her with a surprised look on his face. His eyes flickered to the floor and DG managed to recover.

"…wrong…" she murmured quietly.

His face was slowly changing into an expression akin to tasting something sour. His eyes went to her and then Azkadellia before scowling at the floor.

"Tutor is looking for you…" he said quietly to DG.

DG was so very royally screwed. She gave a jerky nod and began to move past him. She needed to get the hell out of there and bash her head into a wall. Maybe cry.

Cain raised his head and looked at Azkadellia as she passed him.

"She's right…" he said, sounding resigned.

DG couldn't help herself. She slowed to a stop and looked back at him. She knew her face briefly displayed her dismay. Cain's eyes slid over to hers. Beneath the stormy blue she saw a knowing glint before they went back to Az. He turned to leave, but not before leaving them with one deadpanned comment that had DG flushing scarlet.

"It wasn't a tree…"

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A/N: FINALLY! The Tin Man gets the last word!