Disclaimer: I don't own the show Life With Derek, or Eve 6, or the Play Radio Play! song: Madi Don't Leave.

A/N: You guys have heard the song Inside Out, right? It's pretty kinky. Haha. Well, that's all I really have to say. Thanks for the spendid reviews! If you find any errors I made, mention them and I'll go back and fix it.

--Beautiful Oblivion--

Chapter Seven: it takes a lot to phase me

Five minutes later, Casey was walking down the hallway once more, headed towards her room. Right before she reached it though, Derek walked out of the bathroom, following her.

"What? That's it?" he yelled. "Are you kidding me?"
Casey just smirked and opened her door. She stuck her head out before she closed it, and said, "Why, whatever do you mean, Derek?" She batted her eyelashes obnoxiously and then proceeded to close the door.

Derek stuck his hand in the way at the last second and then the door was open once more.

"Hold on! You can't just do that and then leave. That's not how it works."

"Once again, Derek. I'm confused. I'm not so sure I see what the problem is here."

"You know damn well what I'm talking about," he said through gritted teeth. She just gave him an innocent stare. "Seriously?" he asked again. "This is really how you're going to play it?" She didn't answer him. "Well fine, then. But at least tell me what's going on."

"Actually, I don't really know," she said, cocking her head to the side thoughtfully. "Well…maybe you just don't do it for me, Derek," she finished cleanly. And then she slammed the door shut in his face.

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Derek was dumbfounded. He just didn't understand how he got to where he was. And also, since when had Casey been a little tease? He always knew that she was a bitch, but she was really pushing the bitch quotient to the limit now.

He didn't understand what was going on with him, what was going on with Casey, what was going on with them. The day had started so innocently.

He had plans; he was going to go out with Sara, the perky cheerleader with the fake blonde hair. He was going to take her to a cheesy movie and then hopefully make-out with her during the whole production. Instead, he found himself canceling on her, and what for? For Casey? What was he thinking? He knew he hadn't been thinking, and that was just the point, the whole problem.

Recently, Casey made it hard for him to think straight, really recently. Like, that week. He couldn't understand why he had never noticed it before. What was it about her that suddenly turned him on? Why hadn't he felt this way before?

One thing he did know, it had always been there. That spark, attraction, potential. It had to have been. He was just blind, didn't see it, understand it. But finally, finally now, it all came out. Casey was hot, and he wanted her. In every way he shouldn't, and from the way she was acting, couldn't.

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Unlike after their first hookup, Casey was not freaking out. In fact, she felt the complete opposite. She felt powerful. She felt energized, and relaxed. She was currently lying on her bed reading her book. Concentrating on it came easily. She could imagine every detail perfectly in her head. When she pictured Mr. Darcy, of course she saw Colin Firth in all his handsome British man glory. She pictured Darcy and Elizabeth arguing passionately after his confession of love and couldn't help but feel a slight annoyance at Elizabeth's harsh words. She was so blind.

Casey got so into the story that she forgot to realize that maybe she should be freaking out. She had just fooled around with her step brother in the family bathroom. The bathroom. Not exactly the most romantic spot.

Romantic spot? What the hell am I thinking?

The girl in the bathroom certainly wasn't the Casey MacDonald that she knew so well. It was a completely different, fearless, lust filled girl, no, woman. Casey didn't know where she came from, but just like that, there she was, craving Derek's touch, and wanting to leave him breathless and wanting more.

Great minds think alike it seems.

It had all seemed like a good idea at the time. She wanted to get back at Derek for interrupting her bathroom time. Judging from his reaction to the first time they'd kissed, it seemed like the perfect way to get him all hot and bothered. And Casey, being the smart girl that she was, of course was right.

As she continued to read on about the Bennets, the Darcy's and all of their eccentric friends, she decided that from then on, she was going to forget about what had happened between her and Derek. Also, it was not going to happen again. Not if she didn't let it. She had just been having a little fun. That was her only plausible explanation, besides the fact that her body had obviously been taken over by the dark Casey.

It didn't mean anything.

It could be that simple if she wanted it to be. If she made it that simple.

It could be that easy, right?

It has to be, thought Casey.

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Thirty-five Minutes Earlier

"Well, I'm done now."

"Good," she said before she put her small hands on his bare chest and shoved him backwards back into the room. She kicked the door closed with her right foot and then flung herself at him.

Derek caught her in his arms and gasped, taken completely off guard, much like the first time. Casey was throwing herself at him twice in a row?

Well, I guess this is the perfect time to play her, he thought, a little bit spitefully.

That was the last coherent thought he had before Casey's mouth was on his, rough and hard, but oh-so hot.

Casey pushed him back even farther so that his lower back was now pushed up against the side of the sink's counter. He didn't care that it kind of hurt because she was making it all better with her sweet but fiery kisses.

He moved his hands up and down her arms, eventually letting them end up at her two hands, which he then clasped in his own. He knew it was his turn to be in control so he swiftly turned them so that he was no longer up against the counter. Now she was up against the wall. She let out a surprised squeak with the change in position but then moaned into his mouth and he knew she didn't mind so much. Their bodies were completely flush with one another now. He was still holding her hands, but then he moved them and held both of them over her head with one hand. He used his free hand to hold onto her t-shirt-covered waist.

The whole time, they were kissing intensely, mouths open, tongues caressing. She lifted her right leg a little and ran it up and down his leg. As she did this, his lips left her own and went down to her chin, making his way slowly down her neck. Every kiss felt hot on her skin. She just lifted her head and kept her eyes squeezed shut. The way he was working it, she was probably going to have marks left. Knowing Derek, though, he probably wanted it that way.

A few seconds later, she managed to release her arms from above her head and tangled them in his hair, the same hair that he took so much cocky pride in. She made sure that she wasn't gentle as she pulled at it.

Now that he had two hands again, he put them both to good use, lifting up her large t-shirt and running them up her bare skin, stroking her flat stomach and slender waist.

She let him do all of this, and of course she wasn't wearing a bra, so right before his hands wandered too far up, she pulled her head away from him and put her leg back solidly down on the floor.

He looked down at her, confused, and she just shook her head. Then, she quickly removed herself from the wall, easing away from his slight hold on her.

He still didn't get what she doing as she put her hand on the doorknob and turned it.

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At about 9:30 that night, Casey put her book down and got up to go to her stereo. She turned the radio on and started to flip through the channels, wanting to find a good dance beat. She was feeling restless and decided that maybe dancing a little would make her tired so that she could finally end the night. The night that seemed to go on forever.

When she finally settled on a mainstream radio station playing a techno beat, she turned it up and jumped onto her bed, letting the rhythm move through her limbs. She jumped up and down, moving her hands and legs almost crazily. Then, she jumped back down to the floor and did a couple moves from her last dance recital routine. She got so lost in the music and her fervent dancing that she didn't notice Derek pounding loudly on her door; because naturally he was bothering her, again. Of course.

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A/N: Oh! And my bathroom theory is when and if Casey and Derek go all the way, at least in my story, it's sooo going to happen in that bathroom. I mean, they have so many good times in it. On the show and in this story. 