Wow, it's been a long time since I've posted… Sorry for the wait!

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AND UBER sorry for the crappy writing before... :(

Disclaimer: Don't own characters… A little OOC…

Max's POV

After school, I dragged Fang to my house to help me repair it. We sat on my two-story house in the sun with a bag of shingles, some fluffy pink stuff they call insulation, wood, plaster and some nails and two hammers. Fang had stripped off his shirt but kept his black jeans on while I changed into a tank top and some shorts. I tried to keep my eyes off him so I didn't fall off the roof in distraction but every couple of seconds, my eyes would drift to him and occasionally he's stare back at me and I'd turn my head and pretended to be focused on the roof.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw well toned, olive skinned, muscles covered in a sheen of sweat. I saw shaggy black hair covering a pair of night black eyes. His cheeks were slightly flushed from the heat. He wiped his forehead with his arm and sighed, standing up and observing the work we'd done. We had filled the hole slowly and were finishing up on gluing the shingles to the roof.

"Do you remember anything from your past life?" Fang asked, his dark eyes soft but firm.

"Not really, just my name," I said. "I remember the last moment of my life and the names of the people in it but other than that… Nothing else." Was I supposed to remember? Did Fang?

"Yeah, that's what it was like with me. After I realized who I was, I gradually remembered bits of my past life…" he paused, cocking his head to stare at me in a way that made me VERY self conscious of my body and the way I was dressed. "Today, I remembered when I met you…" I blushed and blinked a few times. I could hardly remember anything besides my name right now. Though I do remember a few details form when I was killed but other then that, nothing! I don't remember my history or anything. But the one crucial bit that Fang wants to know that I can't remember, it the face and the name of the other prince who tried to marry me.

"Sorry," I said. "I can't remember anything but a few details from the wedding."

"Can you remember the other prince? Anyone who reminds you of the prince?" He pried and I shook my head. He sighed in disappointment and laid the last tile and smiled an award-winning smile.

"So… Did you have a home before you came here and found us?" I asked sitting down and resting my arms on my knees, looking out at the neighborhood I'd grown up in.

"I traveled around a lot so I don't have a home really…" he laughed. "My dad is actually the king of the kingdom I was going to inherit. He understood why I had to search for you and got a job where we moved around a lot."

"Oh," I said lamely. "Are you going to leave again?" I asked and I felt a small pain in my heart. Despite the fact I only knew Fang for only a few days, I felt like I'd known him for a lifetime, which technically, I did.

"No," he said and I did a little dance of victory in my head. "I told my family I found you and we're renting right now, but we're looking for a house near yours." I laughed.

"You could become 'the boy next door' in every love story!" I said. "There's a house that's been for sale for years now but the plants took over the sign…"

"Was that what that was? I thought that was a badly cut bush," he smiled at me. I laughed and Fang chuckled. He really was handsome and I felt my cheeks flush even more.

"Can you use your wings at any time?" I asked. Fang's wings were really cool, so black they had flashes of blue and purple.

"No, seems like I can only use them every few days," Fang shrugged.

"Oh," I said disappointed. "I was really looking forward to taking a fly every single morning. No more having to drive to school. Mom could take Ella. Shoot." Fang smirked.

"We could take turns," Fang said, his head cocked slightly to one side.

"Huh?" Great. Brilliant choice of words there Maxie.

"With flying," Fang explained. "I could fly one day, you could fly another. We could carry each other." I snorted and Fang scowled. "What's funny about that?"

"How could I possibly carry you?" I asked with a grin.

"I don't weigh that much!" Fang said indignantly.

"Whatever," I said, pushing another tile onto the smaller hole in the roof. I wiped my forehead again and persisted on. We continued to talk and laugh until the sun was much lower in the sky and the sky was a wonderful splash of colors. Reds, pinks and even a bit of purple were spread through out the sky and I took a moment to stare at the setting sun.

"Ever seen the green flash like people say happens when the sun goes down?" I asked Fang. He stopped working after he laid the last tile on the roof. I slowly got up and brushed myself off, staring at the sky. He wiped his hands and stood next to me.

"Never," he replied and I sighed again.

"Yeah, I thought it was bogus too," I said, chuckling lightly. I looked up at Fang to see that he was staring at me with such intensity it was almost scary. Fang's night black eyes had the sky and the sun reflected in them and I got lost in his dark orbs. I gently placed my hand on Fang's cheek and his eyes flickered to my face and then he leaned into my hand, sighing slowly. Fang wrapped his arms around my back and waist and pulled me too him. I hugged him back gently. He started to shake slightly and I frowned when I felt something wet hit my shoulder.

"Fang?" I asked. He still shook slightly and he unfurled his wings, wrapping them around me, shrouding me in a black night.

"I was scared," Fang said, his voice strangled. "So scared that the other prince would find you first." I hugged him and patted his back. Fang pushed me back, still holding me though, and leaned in to kiss me. I panicked slightly, realizing that I was kissing two people at once practically.

So I wonderfully pushed him away.

And fell off the roof.

"Ooof!" I cried out as I hit the bushes below my house. Thank god they were there. My head and limbs were a bit sore but I was virtually unscathed. Fang peered over the side in panic and visibly relaxed when he saw I was still conscious.

"Are you okay?" He asked. His cheeks were red but his eyes held something like… disappointment. I immediately felt bad about pushing him away, but instead, I just brushed myself off and climbed back onto the roof.

Fang was silent the rest of the evening and when it came time for him to go, he left only with a nod. I stayed on the roof, watching him trudge down the sidewalk. He didn't look back and I was left with feelings I couldn't comprehend and a great feeling of shame.

Fang's POV

I couldn't help but to feel a bit disappointed when Max pushed me away. Though I saw Max's logic a bit. She had just acquired these strange memories and then the boy who gave her the memories tried to come onto her too fast. I get her feelings. But if Mabel truly was awakened in Max, why did she reject me?

I contemplated about Max as I walked away from Max's home. A great feeling of depression descended on me and I continued to trudge along.

On my way towards the house we were renting, I didn't pass very many people. But as my house came into view, I saw a guy with a baseball cap pulled down low over his face approach me. He didn't make any move to harm or threaten me but the way he seemed to be leering at me. As he passed me I heard something that made my blood run cold.

"Mabel is mine," he whispered. I stopped dead in my tracks and spun around but there was no one in the street. Had I imagined it?

At that point, I just sighed deeply and trudged on home. I could do nothing else except wait until the other prince showed his self, which I could sense was soon now that Max had gained her memories.

I needed to remember what the other prince looked like. The people who were reborn with Max and I all looked as they did those many years ago. If I could remember the other prince, it would give me a bit of an edge. However, if the stranger really was the other prince, than he already knew what I looked like which was trouble.

So yeah, not my best, but not the worst... Sorry...

Good to be back!

Cheers,

~Kylie Max