Hello again . . . sorry for saying the last chapter was chapter 11, it was 12, this is thirteen… sorry I didn't update sooner, I was at my grandma's and they don't know what technology is :P

Warning: none

Paring: Fang and Iggy

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: As I've said, I do not own, and if I did, I'd share Fang and Igs with Tomo Potter. Oh, and sorry about how short my chapters tend to be, they look a lot longer on word :P

To answer Chazz-It-Up's question, yes I did manage to come up with the idea, mind you Tomo Potter helped out with my grammar and spelling along with what made no sense.

Thanks to: wildrose Vampire, for loving the story, sorry about the cliffy :P but here's the rest. So, smiles :P

Chapter 13

Scared

Iggy opened his eyes in the middle of the night and jumped at all the dim colours. Memory after memory of the previous night flashed before his eyes. His eyes widened in fear and he moved as far back on the bed as possible. He looked around the room and spotted Fang. His eyebrow was raised and he stepped forewords.

Iggy scooted back even further, as if trying to go through the headboard.

"Iggy?" Fang questioned, stopping his advances. "What's wrong? It's just me. You trust me right?" Iggy nodded and loosened a bit. Fang walked over and crawled up beside Iggy. Iggy dove into Fang's chest, knocking him over and began to sob.

"Sh, it's alright Igs, its ok. I'm here, he won't hurt you again." At the mention of 'he', Iggy tightened up and, sobbed harder. "Calm down babe, its fine!" Iggy slowly started to stop.

"F-Fang?"

"Yes?" He said looking into the glossy eyes of his comrade, no, love.

"I hurt. My ass hurts, my arms hurt, my back hurts, and I just hurt." He leaned back into Fang and snuggled him. Fang winced and Iggy tried to go through his chest, or so it seemed anyways. He wrapped his arms around him.

Iggy wanted to be close, but this just wasn't close enough. He needed closer. He needed to be one with him, but how? Fang lied down and pulled Iggy on top of him. Iggy slowly smiled and closed his eyes. Soon after, he fell asleep. Fang stayed up the rest of the night, just watching Iggy sleep. Needless to say, he looked like shit in the morning, and Iggy could finally tell him that.

"Wow, don't you look shitty."

"Thanks." Fang smiled down at the now awake Iggy.

"Your welcome. I'm hungry." Fang smirked.

"You're the cook." Iggy laughed

"Good point"

"Full of them" Fang said proudly. Iggy poked his package.

"Is that one of them?"

"Iggy!" Fang wined at him. "Don't tease me!"

"Sorry. I was thinking. Maybe later, we could . . . you know." Fang went red.

"Oh, I mean, if you're sure you want to do . . . that." He said looking him in the eyes.

"Yeah, I am." Fang smiled and kissed him.

"Well, nice to know your felling better." Max said smirking. They both separated and smiled.

"Yeah. I'm going to make brekky now." Iggy said standing up and stretching. He was in Fang's shirt and Fang's boxers. He raised an eyebrow.

"What? I couldn't find yours." He answered smirking.

"Next time, look in the dresser." Iggy announced. With that, he stood up and left to make breakfast.