Authors Note: Here you go Orangeduck23

The Way You Make Me Feel

I recoiled from the ring. Flinging it from my grasp. Holy Crap, Max breathe. No, no, no, uh maybe I should freak out! No, holy crap.

Wait; is this like an engagement ring? Or, or something else? No, it's a different Max. Or a different Fang?

Aww, come on! (Is there seriously something wrong with my life?) Why is it always me who deals with these problems? I always have to deal with this stupid idiotic pressure.

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I flew home in a rush. My world seemed to be crumbling beneath my feat, and was flying.

Landing and getting through the doorway would take to long. I flung myself into a summersault and through the window as my wings collapsed. I rolled onto the floor with a thud.

Sitting up in a daze, I put my head in my hands. The room continued to spin.

"Max?" Fang asked sitting up, he rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?"

"Uh, two A.M."

"Max, come here." He said groggily.

I began pacing the room. "No, I need to talk to you."

"Can you do it while sitting on the bed?" He asked patting the spot beside him and smiling.

I walked over sitting on the edge of the bed-the other side.

"Closer?" He asked, his eyes glistening.

"No, I really have to talk to you. This is serious."

"Okay and you could sit by me?"

"No! God Fang! This is really important!" I sighed. "What. Is. This?" I said handing him the ring and looking towards the wall, using the mirrors reflection to watch him.

He starred at it. Breathless, lost for words. "Max, I."

"Save it."

"No, Max. I don't know what this is!"