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(Okay, I just had to post this review, I thought it was great, lol…I hope you don't mind I posted it, it made me laugh)

A/N: Okay this was the first part of a complete chapter, but I don't think I'm gonna be able to post tomorrow (well today actually considering its about 2 a.m.) so I figured I would just post this part and give the rest on Monday when I'm able to finish it. I'm sorry for the shortness, but I thought this would be some nice little Easter fluff (well for those who celebrate Easter...for those who don't, consider it 'Sunday fluff'…idk.

Disclaimer: I own nothing

I heard a faint creak in the distance but brushed it off keeping my face buried in the cloth of a very warm black shirt. Mmm, why was it so warm? Oh, right, it was attached to Fangs body. I snuggled closer nuzzling my face in his neck, breathing in his faint yet delicious scent.

"Maybe I should come back" I heard a voice whisper to no one in particular. Someone was in the room. Fang stiffened beside me and I knew he heard it too. We both simultaneously jumped up accidentally slamming into each other. We got tangled in the covers of the bed and flew off the side landing with a thump on the floor next to a pair of familiar feet. I looked up from my awkward position on top of Fang into the eyes of Dr. Martinez. I blushed a very deep blush.

"Dr. Martinez!" I screeched attempting to disentangle myself from an equally embarrassed Fang and a pair of very vicious sheets who were apparently holding a grudge against me.

"I'm sorry, I should've knocked." She said blushing as well. "Why don't you just come out to the kitchen when you're…ready." she suggested and quickly hurried out of the room without a response. Okay, well that wasn't exactly the way I'd expected to say hello.

"A little help here?" I said irritated to a now laughing Fang, and still on top of him. Wait, Fang rarely laughed; sure he chuckled…but laugh? "Okay where's Fang, and what have you done with him?" I said alarmed. When he continued to laugh and not reply I slapped his chest and said, "Would you mind filling me in? Because right now I fear the world might be coming to an end."

"You were so red" he gasped out.

"That's what this is about?"

"Uh huh, and the fact that you've started world war three with the sheets." He said pointing to me. I sat up sitting on top of him and pulled a sheet off my head. I glanced down and noticed I was now completely wrapped in the sheets.

"Uggh, some good morning. That was definitely not how I expected her to meet you. We should get up and go talk to her." I said tugging at the sheets around my waist.

"Max, let me do that before another vicious battle breaks out. I couldn't stand it if I lost you to a pair of sheets" he smirked jokingly reaching for the sheets. I stuck my tongue out at him. His eyes blazed, a now somewhat familiar blaze that I was beginning to recognize. He reached up and grabbed my waist pulling me down to him.

"Fang…" I warned, "we have to go talk to-" but was cut off when he pressed his lips against mine. I knew it was a losing battle and didn't bother to fight…I would've never lasted anyway. I felt him smile against my mouth at my lack of resistance, and then just press harder. I slipped my tongue between his teeth and he groaned in pleasure, slipping his between mine. We moved our lips in rhythm, and I pressed my hands against his rock hard chest. He reached one hand up to cup my cheek and the other hand through my hair. He broke apart, and I felt slightly annoyed, now enjoying his idea. But my annoyance rapidly faded away when he placed his lips to my neck. His warm lips felt euphoric against my skin, causing my heart rate to frantically increase. He carefully moved them down, leaving a trail of kisses on my neck, than moving up the other side.

"Fang…" I whispered, "We have to get up" I said, though not meaning a single word; I'd stay here all day if I could and never face the world. He ignored my statement and continued leaving kisses that burned my skin – in a good way of course. But we needed to go talk to Dr. Martinez; I mean we were staying in her house and all. With my eyes still closed I reached to my side feeling for a pillow. When I found one I grabbed it and smacked Fang in the side of the head.

"Hey!" he said fortunately and unfortunately stopping his kisses. "What was that for?"

"We have to go talk to Dr. Martinez. Now, if you wouldn't mind controlling your hormones for a few hours, we need to get up." He blushed for a brief moment but it was quickly replaced with a smirk.

"You love my raging hormones" he said.

"No I don't" I denied and lied, beginning to blush myself.

"Than why are you still sitting on me?" he asked, his smirk growing even bigger – becoming quite irritating.

"You make a great seat…stiff, but definitely still a little soft" I teased jumping off him, recovering quickly.

He stood up and said, "I am not soft".

"Sure you are" I said poking him in the stomach and turning to leave the room. I could practically feel his glare as he followed me from behind.

A/N: Please Review! I need the criticism, this is my first fanfic, and my first creative writing piece ever as well (I never had any interest in writing…this is kind of like a new found passion for me) so comments and criticisms (or any random babble) PLEASE! I sincerely hope you enjoyed!