Set after the third book. I am aiming for 30 chapters
Warning: yelling
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. Wow, or I'd just watch Figgy 24/7
Chapter 22
Lost?
Fang woke the following morning and looked around. Iggy had yet to return. He sighed and lay back down in bed. Max came in and handed him a plate of bacon and eggs. He glared at her and turned on his side.
"You can't not eat, Fang."
"Watch me." He mumbled.
"You're acting like a child!" Max said standing.
"Why would you care? All you wanna do is make my life miserable!"
"That is not what I want!" Max said, a tear present. Fang just sighed and covered his head under the blanket. She turned around and walked out.
Iggy sighed. He had somehow managed to wind up in a village. He looked down the streets and felt as if he was going to laugh. It was just like in those old western movies. How sad and pathetic?
He looked from bars to food stores. He sighed as his mind wandered to Fang. He loved Fang, but Fang obviously didn't love him. I mean, he even told me to go away! How could he do this to me! I loved him! I . . . I said loved, not love, but loved. Do I love him? Iggy pondered this thought and sighed.
Was he sure about this? Should he have even left? He sighed. Iggy looked up to find himself in an alleyway. Where the hell was he?
Fang growled as he stopped pacing in his room. He turned to his door, opened it and slammed shut. He stormed down the hall and to the front door.
"Where are you going Fang?" Angel asked him softly.
"Out for a fly." She nodded and went back to colouring. He sighed and walked out of the 'E' shaped house, let his wings out, and took off.