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Nothing Like This- Chapter 6 (Talking With Fang…Again)

MAX POV

Well Maximum, are you going to tell him or not?

I chose not You need to tell him because, after all-

Look! I'm not going to tell him and that's final. I'll come back in a few months once it's all over and explain then.

Why not now?

I growled lowly and Fang wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Voice?" he asked. I nodded and said, "Even though the chips out, the voice is still here." He muttered a quick 'oh…' and let me return to my inner conversation.

Well, I already told him nothing happened, he would hate me if he found out I was lying to him. And…

Wait, you said you would tell him once it's over. He'll hate you then. So why hesitate?

BECAUSE!!! It's just easier this way. Shut up!!!

Well, it's your future… The voice stopped there.

When I was finally sure it was done talking, I asked Fang, "What do we need to talk about?" "Well, did anything else happen at the school, or was that it…and don't lie to me!" "That was it." I stated honestly. He looked straight at me, as if trying to find out if I was telling the truth. Once he was satisfied, he whispered, "Okay." He released my shoulders and stood up. I followed him and bid him goodnight as he head to my door. I turned away from him and went to pull back my covers. But, I looked back at him, still exiting my room, while in the process in setting my bed. I swung around to head to my drawers to change and hit my wrist on the corner of my bed stand.

Normally, I would have just walked away but it was my left wrist. I fell to the ground clutching it as I screamed out in pain. I glanced up at the door, hoping to see Fang running back to me in sympathy but none such thing happened. I went back to cradling my arm when I heard my door open and close in a swift click. Fang was kneeling beside me in an instant with a first aid kit. I didn't say or do anything except hold out my wrist. He took it, cleaned out the fresh scrape, and wrapped it up in an ace bandage.

He then stood up and grabbed my hand as I outstretched my other hand. Brushing my self off, I muttered a quick thanks to Fang, who was now pulling back my covers. I walked over to him and made the mistake of looking into his eyes. I was suddenly entranced. I could see hurt and sympathy, emotions that were very unusual for Fang.

Before I could stop myself, I asked, "Why do you care so much?" I raised my hand to my lips, as if I could put the words back into my mouth, as I instantly regretted them. I could see red rising to Fangs cheeks. He was sure breaking a lot of 'Fang Rules' today. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it, then opened it again. He closed his mouth into a frown, unable to say anything. I began to apologize when he stopped me.

His lips met mine in a simple, graceful kiss. I felt my heart swell and my stomach flip as I kissed him back. He smiled on my lips and pulled back. I opened my eyes, which I don't remember closing, and looked upon his face, which probably couldn't get any redder. "Uhh…" he began. I smiled at him before taking a very risky move on my part. I leant in and my lips collided with Fang's in another kiss. This one was longer and was filled with a bit more passion. My arms unconsciously wrapped around his neck as his arms wrapped around my waist pulling us closer. We broke apart a few moments later and hit forehead hit mine. We both stood there for a minute, catching our breath.

He smiled and brushed against my lips. I pouted as he pulled away and I realized, by the smirk on his face, that he was teasing me. "I love you." He whispered, with noticeable hope in his voice, probably for me to say it back. I pulled away and sat on my bed, my fingers stroking my imaginary goatee as I 'thought'. I grabbed his shirt, pulled him down to be, and brushed my lips against his before replying, "I love you too." I swear, my heart literally leapt from my chest as he kissed me again and muttered, "Go to sleep."

I lay down on my bed and the moment my head hit the pillow, I was out. The last thing I remember was my light going out and my door opening and closing.

Surprisingly, I was the first one up the next day. But, that was because my stomach heaved. So, once again, I was emptying my stomach into the toilet. I head into the kitchen and decided to do something I've only done once before. Cook breakfast. I got out all necessary ingredients for chocolate chip pancakes and began the mixing. I took my time and read over the cookbook again and again. The first time I made pancakes, Nudge, who had stuffed a million in at once, had gotten food poisoning. I have been prohibited from the kitchen and all cooking since then. I made quite a few, because I remembered our appetites…twice as much as a grown man. I had fixed up 6 plates and prepared each with butter between the layers and syrup poured on top, the way we all liked it.

I cut a piece of pancake and was about to taste-test when Iggy walked in the door.

He opened his mouth to say good morning to me when I stuffed the pancake into his mouth. Pulling out a now cleaned fork, I stood back hopefully. Iggy chewed it up and immediately brightened. "Wow, that was good…what was it?" he asked as I led him to his seat and offered him the fork and his plate. The next second, Nudge ran in screaming, "FOOD!!!" She automatically began stuffing her mouth from her seat and I chuckled lightly. Then, I have no idea what happened but I swear, I just blinked, and the rest of the flock was in their seats and eating. Fang was the only one who had not begun.

He lifted the pancake-covered fork to his mouth and reluctantly cleaned the fork. He swallowed and nodded in acceptance. He then looked at me, who was still standing by the counter beaming (They actually liked it, yeah!!!) and he gagged.

The flock stopped eating and turned to him. He made a big show of choking and I knew that he knew where the pancakes came from. He asked no one in particular, "Who made these?" Nudge, Angel, and Gazzy said "Iggy" in perfect unison but Iggy just shook his head in rejection. Then, when they finally got it, their heads snapped to me and I muttered, "Surprise?"

Everything was quiet and I'm guessing that they were waiting for someone to puke. When nothing happened, we all, including me, ate. They were in complete shock, let me tell ya, and I sure was too.

The day passed by quickly, as if we were going in hyper speed. Well, for me, that was literal. We went flying and I showed them that I could go at a newer speed…800mph. And, that night, I had no nightmares, like the night before. I think it was because Fang kissed me tonight, which seemed to relax me. I fell asleep quickly, thinking of Fang.

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-AMSRULE