Aug 29, 17

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Chemistry

[1]- "The branch of science that deals with the identification of the substances of which matter is composed; the investigation of their properties and the ways in which they interact, combine, and change; and the use of these processes to form new substances; the chemical composition and properties of a substance or body..."

[2]- "The complex emotional or psychological interaction between two people..."

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No One's Perspective-

"Alright, now which one of you wants to be the mad scientist... Jade, you're up," Sikowitz grinned as the Lycan gawked.

With a scowl, she growled, "I didn't say anything!"

"But nobody else did, so you're up," the teacher muttered flatly. Giving in, Jade stepped to the small stage, glancing out towards the rest of the class sitting in their seats. "And now...Tori! Come on over, you'll be the assistant and...uh, Robbie, you be the subject," the teacher pointed towards the pair. He smiled as the two made their way to the stage, expressions puzzled. "Now, you three will be having root beer floats and-"

"Erm," the ventriloquist began, raising his hand awkwardly, "Why exactly?"

"Well it's an experiment, yes? Some chemical reactions and stuff, yes? You the are in a lab, remember?" Sikowitz briefly explained. "Now, we're just going to have to use root beer floats to symbolize that, anyway." He shuffled towards the back of the classroom, handling various items. With a large bottle of the carbonated drink and ice-cream in one hand - or rather arm - he quickly gave Tori three slips of paper. "Just pass them to the other two," he waved his free hand.

She nodded, giving Jade the other two slips of paper and then Jade one to Robbie. They furrowed their brows at the scrawled word written on each: Tori with 'gloomy,' Jade with 'frantic' and Robbie with 'amused.'

"Got the words?" Sikowitz asked, Beck helping scoop the ice-cream into the mugs. "Now, you three will have to play a scene with those words and whoever fails to play those words properly will have to take a seat and won't get any of the root beer float," he continued, twisting around, "Now tell me your words."

"Gloomy," Tori mumbled.

Jade read the word, "Frantic."

"Amused."

Humming in the short silence, Sikowitz then muttered, "Those should be pretty easy to do. None of you could mess that up." His eyes lingered over Robbie, narrowing in thought. "Well...yeah, none of you should mess it up." Setting a small table between the three and the drinks, the teacher set off towards the edge of the room. "Now, you two are trying to find out why Robbie had that and Robbie is doing...whatever. GO!"

Clearing her throat, Tori pulled a sour expression. "So...how are we going to get any information on something we don't know?" she asked.

"I don't know! You should know that, what is wrong with you!" Jade barked, briefly spooking the half-Latina.

"Well...I'm sorry but I could never be a scientist like you, I'm just as useless as that patient over there," she gestured towards Robbie, who only grinned and shrugged.

"Well the be as useful as me!" Jade shook tersely, gesturing towards the root beer float. "That is one of the most dangerous things that can be in anyone's body and yet he's living! We need to find out why so we can find a cure and whatnot."

"Oh! A twist!" Sikowitz commented, elbowing Andre lightly.

"But look at it bubbling," Tori grimaced as she gestured towards the ceasing foam, "It's going to ruin us if we don't do anything."

With a cross expression, Jade almost roared - seeing as it was still a classroom - with her voice cracking, "You bumbling idiot! Why can't you help us while we have Mr. Goof here being- gah."

"Aww... Cat got your tongue?" Robbie giggled playing his part well.

Opening her mouth, Tori let out a quick yelp as the classroom bell shrieked. "Oh my god the world's ending!" she whimpered, glaring at the bell as Sikowitz checked his bare wrist.

"Uh," he hummed, "I guess it's time for lunch... Well, toodle-oo!" The class shuffled around, awkward expressions painting their faces at the abrupt end. The teacher snatched the drink from the table as Robbie reached for it, the ventriloquist sighing in a light sorrow.

"I really wanted that..." he moped sorely.

Both girls, having already been to their bags, didn't reply, leaving Robbie to mourn for the potential treat.

-(:)-

"Mom," she gasped, exasperatedly, "It's not like I just picked up a dude from the street and started to date him. You know Jade, you've seen her naked before!"

Placing her hands on her hips, Holly said, "Well then I won't help you look nice for her."

"We are hunting later, right?" Mrs. Vega nodded, Tori sighing as she went back towards her closet. "Fine. Fine, alright, what should I wear?"

With a pleased smile, Holly gestured towards the long velvet dress tucked in the corner, a short slit on the side. "You haven't worn that one yet and I want my money well spent," she responded simply, Tori analyzing the dress. It was a nice choice, to be fair. Simple, elegant, but a nice choice either way. Doe eyes switched to the closet door as her mother leaned against it, expression briefly worried before a smile was pulled across.

"Are you sure you're on board with this?" Tori asked quietly, Holly nodding.

"I still have that opinion, but she really does like you and I can't do anything about it," she shrugged, adding, "You're technically already an adult." Tori bobbed her head, pulling the dress from the rack. Holly moved out of the room at David's call - he apparently was looking for the remote to watch football. Rather displeased, Holly grumbled all the way down, giving the half-Latina the time to wriggle into the dress. She moved swiftly to her mirror, glancing along the dress and the seamless lines running down to the slit at her right calf.

She smiled softly, taking the time to settle in front of her desk, gathering her things before starting with her foundation; she hadn't exactly known where the two where going, just a simple text:

Jade- Dress nice otherwise I'll let them kick you out and eat by myself.

Tori smirked at the memory, shaking her head as she set down her lipstick to the side. Feeling rather satisfied with the result, she gripped her small purse in her one hand, trekking towards the door. The singer grimaced, glancing back towards her black heels. Pursing her lips, she slipped into each, shuffling through the carpet before easing her way towards the hardwood floors. Once finding her balance, she furrowed her brows, hearing the door close.

She grinned to herself, striding down the stairs.

Jade picked her gaze up almost immediately, her frame straight and alert. She blinked as the half-Latina made her way down, hair done in a long braid while her dress had fit her body nicely. "Hi," she grinned, Jade slowly bobbing her head.

"Hi..." she drawled, Tori smiling at the long black dress, long black gloves reaching passed her elbows. "So, erm, should we go?" she gestured towards the door, football pausing in the background as David turned to the two girls.

"Be back by seven so we can go hunt. I want to get some rabbits and maybe an elk, if we can manage that," he mumbled. "Or, I mean be at the spot by seven. You'd waste time coming back here."

"M'kay," Tori hummed, deflating as she realized that no, she wasn't in her own world. "Come on, we could go now." Nodding, Jade followed as they both unceremoniously left, David and Holly only giving a brief 'bye.' They snaked around the grass, careful to not have any easy injuries before the night ended. With the car doors shut and the cool, January air out, Tori grinned gleefully.

"What's that for?" Jade grumbled, the engine rumbling seconds later.

Shrugging, the half-Latina murmured, "I don't know... It's just strange to have someone that my dad doesn't want to blow their head off."

"You and that one kid never got along with him?" Jade quirked a brow.

"No, he was too...causal? Wasn't what my dad wanted. And then there was Ryder and, yeah, look how that turned out," Tori chuckled.

"And now he's accepting me. I think that's guilty points after having his daughter bite me," the goth mumbled softly, pulling from the curb. She scoffed once a firm punch was landed on her shoulder, Tori smirking from the side mirror. "You know you punch hard!" Jade defended herself against Tori's reply.

"Oh you're a big baby," the singer bit back. Jade shook her head at the smug grin beside her, eyes out to the road.

"Well, you're distracting the driver," she muttered bluntly. "Now come on, let me drive. We don't want to crash and burn before we get there, do you?"

-(:)-

She shrugged as her heels clicked with the teen's beside her, answering, "I hope so."

Arching a brow, Jade muttered, "Really now..."

"Well, I mean look. If they end up dumping each other then there wouldn't be so much shit in magazines," Tori explained, the goth sighing in turn. "What?"

"Do you order those magazines?" Jade replied, adding, "I mean, drama like that's expected." Tori nodded in a sheepish agreement, eyes out towards the restaurant.

"So...where I we going again?"

"Perch," Jade chirped, adding, "My dad and I used to go here a bit before he went off to do shit. I mean, shit that pays the bills but shit all the same." The half-Latina pursed her lips as the two strolled towards the entrance. Once inside, Tori ogled at the high ceilings and paintings scattered - organized - along the wall. Long dresses and clean-cut suits were a theme, some more casual with loosened shirts and summer dresses while others - including Jade and Tori - were more well put together.

Both stood at the foot of the front table, a waiter quickly moving his way over. With a light smile and slicked-back hair, he greeted, "Good evening ladies, name?"

"West," Jade answered calmly, the man nodding.

"Ah, I see it. For two, then?" he picked up his gaze as the Lycan nodded. "Well right this way then. I'm assuming booth?"

"The booth would be nice," she murmured politely.

"Right this way," he repeated, handling two menus with ease, Tori assuming he'd been there for quite a while. Their strides passed the bar room and then another room with large tables until the trio made their way to the back quarters. He shifted his way towards a corner booth, some quieter guests - though all had been quiet with their clinking of glasses - to the sides. "Your server will be right out, ladies," the waiter bowed gently, "And I hope this spot does well, most of the other booths are taken."

"It's fine, thank you," Jade nodded, shuffling to the side as Tori the other. As the two settled with their seats, basking in the dim lighting set around the room, the waiter skirted off to the next set of guests. The goth opened her menu, thumbing along the sides as her gaze scanned for drinks.

"Holy fuck," Tori swore with a startled hiss, eyes immediately diving to the first choice of the menu which cost twenty-seven dollars. Conversations around them hitched, Jade arching a brow.

Though her eyes hadn't wavered from the drinks below, Jade muttered, "Yes Vega, this isn't some poor old rabbit that you bite and swallow from the ground outside of hunting season."

"Okay," Tori replied, a blush still across her cheeks, "First off, the Occult community allows us to hunt and controls hunting regulations for mortals; it's fine. Secondly, this stuff is expensive! Thirty-nine dollars for, what's that even called?"

"It's just steak," Jade shrugged.

"Expensive steak..." the singer mumbled.

"Look, I wouldn't be taking you to somewhere where we can't pay anything. My family's well-off, right?" Jade smirked at Tori's worrying, "Relax. I got this."

"But- I- Where are your gloves?" she only blinked, feeling the back end of her skull blow to the back of the booth.

"Oh my god, why would anyone want to ruin gloves by eating?" Jade smirked, folding her bare arms. "Now what did I say about relaxing. To do it." Tori complied rather quickly, picking her gaze up as the waiter trekked over with a small smirk of his own. Her expression briefly flickered as his eyes remained to her left, Jade still with her eyes to the paper before her.

Stopping right at the table, he pulled out his notepad and pen. "Hello," he grinned, "My name's Jason and I'll be your server today. Would you like a drink?"

"Root beer, please," Jade glanced at him quickly, lightly kicking Tori's shin as the singer sputtered her order.

Jason, as he glanced at the half-Latina, unimpressed, wrote Jade's drink. "Uh...I'll go with, uh, Sprite."

"Alright," he pocketed the notepad, "A root beer and a Sprite coming in a few minutes. Now breadsticks and some other appetizers will be on their way once the new batch is done." Doe eyes narrowed as he limbered off, checking on a few guests a the other table.

Even so, she shook her head. "Root beer?" Tori asked.

"Sikowitz' fault," Jade mumbled simply. "Anyway, what do you think you'll order?" Tori only shrugged as waiters and waitresses passed by, handing food - which the scents alone gnawed at her stomach - to the guests around. "We'll have time to choose," Jade set her menu down.

"So how's your brother doing then?" Tori asked, carrying the conversation away from the food.

Shrugging, Jade explained, "He's doing alright. I mean, still needs me to drive him at times but he has other friends too... We've been watching movies and such some nights too."

"That's good," Tori hummed.

Drinks clicked as Jason maneuvered his way between the girls, giving the drinks to their proper place. "Root beer for you," he grinned at Jade before turning to Tori, "And a Sprite here." His smile wasn't as cheeky until he handed a small plate to Jade who took it without much acknowledgement. "The breadsticks -" he continued, giving Tori her own plate "- are here." The bowl of the appetizer was set between the two before he stepped back from the table. "Now there are more. Would you like scallops, green artichoke dip or any cheese with those?" he asked politely, his attention unwavering from Jade.

She shook her head, muttering, "It's good. Thanks." With a quick nod he set off, tray in one hand and towards the kitchen.

Tori clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "I don't like him," she growled lowly, a studded brow raising.

"You know...he's still giving you food right?"

"He's totally looking at your cleavage!" Tori snapped, cheeks reddening as - once again - the tables around chuckled through their conversations.

"Well," Jade nodded with a mischievous glint in her eye, "That was meant for you to take." A smirk flickered across the singer's lips as she took a sip from her drink. "Anyway, you're not very good at these settings are you?"

"Uh, ever since I had to wear a ping-pong uniform," Tori shot a quick glare at the innocent mask of the Lycan before her, "No."

"That's too bad," Jade hummed. Each took a longer sip from their drinks, ears perking at the conversations around. One was about the weather, a nervous looking man shrugging, hand over his pocket while the woman in front chatted about how much rain she needed in her life. The blonde flicked her hair over her shoulder, flashing a smile at the brunette has he accidentally dropped his fork.

Not interested, Jade smirked at the conversation behind, Tori raising a brow. "Yeah, and then these huge bear-monsters came and began eating all of the faces of the people in the neighborhood!" a younger voice explained as two elderly hums sounded.

"Sounds like a lot of violence kid," the older man chuckled, "You think all that could be real?"

"Nah, all of the vampires and werewolves and all that stuff are all SGI," the younger voice sighed, almost wishing the universe were to be true.

The girls, knowingly, began to chuckle as one would.

"Could we just walk around with four legs and a tail?" Jade asked quietly.

"Uh...sure. And then get persecuted by the Occult," Tori snickered. "Trust me, I would just let the boy dream until he realizes he won't see any of us."

"Hey, or he might be a horror freak," the Lycan offered.

"Like you?"

Jade gawked for a split second before clearing her expression. With an cocky grin, she mustered, "Do you mean I collect novelty films of the horror and thriller genre? They are the elite choices of the films and only the highest marketed of all time as well as the deep, psychologically driven of any decade since television history." Her chortling interrupted the strong, odd British accent as Tori leaned to her side, shaking her head. "You should watch them sometime. The finest sex scenes any horror movies has seen," Jade snorted lightly, Tori pinching her nose.

"Uh...no thank you. Not right now," Tori sighed, calming her fit of giggles. Luckily, those conversing around the pair ignored and carried on. The sound of heels ceased the humorous grins on their faces, Tori turning to Jason as he planted his attention on Jade.

"So, anything you'd like miss?"

"Right, right, erm..." Jade murmured, "The Filet Mignon, please."

"Okay...and you?" he turned, asking rather bluntly. Tori grouched to herself before looking through the menu. She blinked rapidly, not able to choose any of the meals without butchering the names.

"The Steak Frites," Jade answered for her, the half-Latina nodding dumbly.

"Alright," Jason nodded, stepping from the table as he relayed the orders. He turned around towards his other duties, giving a quick second to send off a suggestive wink.

Scoffing hotly, Tori folded her arms, glaring at the waiter as he luisurely strolled from the table. "See what I mean?

"What?" Jade asked, glancing towards the kitchens. "Oh, right. Hot stuff wants some good hot stuff."

"Jade," Tori rolled her eyes, gasping exasperatedly, "You know what I mean."

"And he ain't getting any," the goth promised. "Not even if he gave me all of the stars in the galaxy."

The singer paused, asking, "And the planets?"

"Uh...let me think about that."

"Jade."

"I'm kidding, relax," the thespian smirked. "Yes, nothing in anything he could trade for me." Tori beamed happily, her mood lifted.

As quiet music began to string in the background, Tori excused herself to the restroom, having noted the marked door on the way to the table. Left in silence - or, at least, the casual atmosphere around her - pale eyes followed the half-Latina's trail. Gnawing at her bottom lip, Jade was lost her thoughts, unable to tear herself from them. Not even a minute passed, however, when she was snapped from her thoughts with expensive shoes.

"Hey there," Jason grinned cockily, "Where's your friend?"

Her attention narrowed at the figure standing at the table, eyes flicking along his frame. Small earrings, pierced nose and blonde hair - obviously dyed - caught her attention, giving her a false, sneering smile across her lips. Jade titled her head to the side, crossing her legs as she leaned against her palm, pierced eyebrow raised. "Hey," she put out bluntly, "Bathroom."

"Oh," he nodded, adding, "So...you been her before or what? Seem like a model."

"Do I?" her voice cruelled at her prey of entertainment. He took no notice. "What makes you say that?"

"Nice smile, nice eyes and...uh," his eyes naturally flicked to her chest, "Nice voice."

Gesturing him to lean in with her index, Jade whispered in his ear, "Nice save." He only chuckled meekly as she continued. "Well...now what do you have?"

"Five inch," he smirked proudly.

"Oh? Who said I was talking about that, now?" she growled quietly. "And why at work? Seems like a very unprofessional comment to make."

"Eh," he puffed out ignorantly, "People get bored, you know?"

She hummed quietly, eyes remaining towards the door. "Fair enough," she admitted, adding, "Though, I'll tell you, I'm not interested. You see, my date packs quiet the deal, 'bout three longer and she knows how to use it. Better than what you'd search through online, see?" Gulping at her degrading tone, Jason began to back away, quietly yelping as she gripped his tie firmly. "Now, I'm not sure about you, but you seem like the type of guy that'd be a soggy noodle five seconds afterwards... But Tori, God, she can turn into some monster like nobody's business. And, oh by the way, I'd like you to quit trying to get in my pants for a one-minute session and just get your ass to our food and give a spare knife, would you?"

"Ah, erm...why?" he coughed out, severely regretting his advances.

"Well, you see, I'd like to sharpen my scissors from time to time," she snickered, pressing cold blades against his white shirt, "And they do come in handy when I'm getting a point across, yes?" The waiter hastily nodded as he felt a button snip off, thusly falling to the ground.

Jade, finished with her source of fun, shoved him away just as Tori slowly strode towards the table. "Uh...what's happening?" she drawled hesitantly, arching a brow as Jason's gaze lingered towards her thighs. He coughed before quickly striding towards the kitchen, determined to get the food as soon as possible. "What did you do?"

"Oh, just told him how I loved your eight-inch," Jade hummed wistfully.

"My...oh," Tori mumbled, thoroughly confused.

She glanced down at the soft hand over her own, Jade holding a sincere smile. "He's not getting any," she promised, pecking the other's lips briefly.

"Well that's a relief."

-(:)-

Her weight pressed against the ground as she moved slowly, ears alert with tail moving softly. The oblivious critter continued to gnaw on its small snack, dark eyes glancing around wearily. Pale eyes narrowed, her back arching in anticipation. In a flash, she leapt onto her prey, jaws clamping down at the small, shrieking animal. Biting quickly, it hushed almost immediately drooping to a limp figure. The raven wolf set the small rodent on the ground, nibbling at its side before stripping her snack clean.

A bellowing, baritone howl ripped through the atmosphere, picking up her head. A pink tongue swept the remaining dampness of her nose off, eyes blinking. As another howl sounded, she raised her head, giving a short one herself. Paws tore down through the trees, leaving the carcass behind. Racing through the brush, she halted once spotting two dark figures sweep through the landscape to the side of her. Annoyed roars snapped from the horned-wolf's jaws, white teeth flashing at the limping elk. His own mighty horns gleamed in the moonlight as his dark eyes narrowed fearfully at the unusual wolf.

A raven blur sped past, white teeth clamping down at his hind abruptly. The elk cried, bucking the other off into the trees. With muddy leaves slopped at the top of her head, the raven wolf picked herself up, glaring towards the black horns making their way towards her. They tilted curiously, the raven wolf whining irritably. The elk, groaning in pain, sent the raven wolf to turn to her largest form.

"The damn thing's gonna bleed out if we don't get to it," Jade growled lowly, the horned-wolf bobbing her head. "How long have you been chasing it? Not long?" Tori only glared towards the wriggling animal as it stampeded away. "I swear it's going to make it worse for him," the Lycan continued. Limbs creaked beside her as Tori turned as well, doe eyes still staring scornfully. Jade began striding ahead, the half-Latina taking the notion to follow suit. The two began sprinting towards the elk as it trembled, bellowing out short yelps as it watched the growing wolves - surely they were the same - at his tail.

The raven one hurled herself to his back, not expecting the animal to halt, allowing her to thunder towards the ground. "God damn it," Jade snapped, clutching her head as the horned-wolf-thing tore after the hunt. Bolting after the two, the thespian leapt as Tori did the same, both crushing the elk underneath. Strong jaws clamped down immediately at his neck, silencing the writhing animal. Jade, stuck underneath the singer, merely groaned tiredly.

Once climbing off, Jade staggered to the side, snarling at the rock pressing against her paw. Flicking the annoyance away, fur receded to pastel skin, pale eyes looming towards the curious werewolf before her. "Go and tell the others, I'm not hungry... Unless you are."

Tori glanced down at the elk, sighing softly; she still had the prior meal filling her stomach to the brim. With her nose to the sky, her deep, booming howl rustled against the trees. Not a minute later, a string of individual calls replied, announcing their return. Tori stalked her way towards the goth, curling herself around Jade, allowing the thespian to rest comfortable against her coat. Playing with the mousy-black fur between her fingers, Jade grinned whilst Trina poked her head from the bushes, tail wagging as she made her way to the fresh hunt. Turning, she asked, "So, this was right now?"

"Right now," Jade nodded.

Pursing her lips, Trina glanced back towards the two lounging in the trees. "Are you two tired?"

"Well, yeah. That thing was hard to get and I wasn't even around half of the time!" the goth groaned, adding, "Kept trying to run away and making it worse."

"Well, that's what prey do," Trina shrugged. Nestling further into Tori's chest, Jade nodding softly. "So...you two aren't going to eat?" Trina continued, ignoring the rustling behind her of her father. David turned, smacking his lips eagerly while he turned to his side. Holly came out jogging, hair pulled to a tight ponytail.

"This one's a pretty good one!" he grinned as the two girls answered 'no' with a shake of the head or verbally, Trina shrugging.

"Yeah," Jade mumbled, turning to the officer, "Took a long time to get him. For Tori at least." The trio hummed their replies, Holly settling to the side.

"Hey, could you two girls carry this to the fire?" Holly turned to her side, adding, "Don't really want to eat it raw." Jade answered by turning, glancing over her shoulder at the horned-werewolf. She jerked her head towards the elk, padding her way towards it as Tori limbered to her feet. Both girls carefully slung the animal over their shoulders, not wanting to relay any disrespect. The two followed the two wolves as the jogged around the woman.

Soon light cracked with stones circled around it, the elk lying gently along a tarp pulled from David's truck. He began to properly prepare for the small feast, eyes to the two coming from the trees, robes draping to their sides. "You two look full," he hummed, Tori nodding. "Why don't you two go along then, we'll bring leftovers later."

Jade blinked in puzzlement, Tori gawping before a small grin creased her lips. "So...in our robes?"

"Do you really want to be wearing your dresses with all that?" he asked, brow arched, "I mean, unless you want to take a shower in the trees."

"They're kicking us out," Tori turned towards Jade who only shrugged. "You drive?"

"Like anyone would let you," Jade snorted, trekking towards the path. Both remained quiet, limbering towards the vehicle perched at the top of the road, waiting along the spaces patiently. As they car ran along the road, Tori absentmindedly thumbing over the armrest, the Lycan focused on the night ahead. She first wished for a shower that wasn't cold.

-(:)-

She chuckled to herself quietly as water hit the tub floor doors down. Doe eyes glanced along the dark room before glancing back down to the illuminated light in her palms.

Trina- we forgot to tell you about the black out. dad will fix the stuff tomorrow so youll have to shower in the dark

Trina- and dont think about doing anything in my room. i swear i will find out

Tori only rolled her eyes, shuffling around to find secure places for the candles. She wondered if there really was a power outage or her family wanted to make things difficult. With the simple, orange glows bathing the room in a dim light, she sighed; there definitely wasn't a power outage. She turned towards the door, biting her bottom lip in thought. With her mind made up, the half-Latina roamed towards the bathroom, opening the door quietly. Her robe pooled on the floor, circling her feet in a crescent. Thusly after, Tori maneuvered towards the shower, slipping from the curtains.

Jade hummed as arms wrapped around her waist, hands still in her hair. "Would you mind washing this?" she asked quietly, Tori nodding against her neck. She eased into the singer's grasp as soap began to travel towards the drain, raven hair more free of the residue by the second. "So," Jade gritted her teeth, "The best candles you can find were pumpkin spice?"

"Yeah...it was from the leftovers last year," Tori murmured, pleased to find the soap gone from Jade's hair.

"The thing reeks," the goth complained, twisting around.

"It's some off-brand stuff Trina bought." With pale eyes set in an unamused glare, Tori muttered, "Well, we won't have to deal with that in my bedroom."

With arms around her neck, Jade asked, "What is it, not off-brand pumpkin spice?"

"No," Tori shook her head, pressing her lips briefly against Jade's. "But I do have to take a shower so move it." The thespian stood still, grinning as she swept in for another, Tori groaning into it. "Jade! I'm serious, let me go over!" Tori whined.

"Look who's the baby now," Jade growled humorously, lips pecking along the half-Latina's neck.

"Well, you asked for it..." Tori hummed before limbs creaked, horns blossoming at the top of her head. Jade, struggling with her feet barely scraping the tub floor, wheezed erratically.

"Tori! Put me down, dammit!" she snapped as the horned-werewolf twisted about. The singer gently set the goth down, Jade huffing, not receiving any hot water. Tori bowed her head, avoiding the ceiling as she squirted shampoo at her right palm. She began grooming her hair all over, a smug glint shining in her eyes. Glaring at the wolf-thing before her, Jade spat, "Alright, if that's how you're playing it."

Tori staggered to the side as raven fur grew, pale eyes glancing down at the crouching figure; to say that they didn't have room in the shower was an understatement. "Tori, you're going to have to turn..." Jade mumbled as an elbow prodded at her side, Tori continuing with her ministrations.

"No..." Tori managed hoarsely, a head shake accompanying the answer. "You fi-firss... I tur-ed befo."

Jade sighed heavily, shrinking until pale skin glistened with the water. "Now you, go." Tori only shook her head, gesturing towards the soap. "My god Vega, how much shit is going to make my life harder with you?" Doe eyes blinked, claws still rubbing the soap as the water made sure all hair and stuff went away. "And you're getting- God."

With the minutes passing, Jade folding her arms, watching Tori finish her cleaning, both girls were eventually in their human forms. "Man, I forgot how nice cleaning with fur was," Tori grinned smugly.

"Oh shut up," Jade barked weakly, her smile tampering with the bite. Tori only grinned, feeling the warm water splatter against her back. Lips connected softly, seeing no reason to rush with the house otherwise empty and quiet. Steps carefully - not wanting to slip - made their way to the wall, hands roaming to switch the water off. Disconnecting, both loomed out of the shower, stripping the towels from the rack to dry off.

Skin, smooth and significantly less damp, soon brushed against each other's, hot breath finding Tori's collarbone. "Bed," Tori husked, Jade nodding. Though, urgency wasn't an issue as they waltz erratically in the bathroom, lips moving rhythmically to their own soulful music. With the door creaking open and steps shuffling blindly towards the opened bedroom, the two remained slow in their wake. Hearts drummed behind their ears as hands snaked along hot skin, smiles against one another's. Both nearly tumbled into the room, pale eyes peering out towards the candles as Tori rested her head against her unscarred shoulder.

Nostrils flaring, she murmured, "Vanilla?"

"Well," Tori hummed, "It's called 'Sheer Vanilla Embrace.'"

"How romantic," Jade growled.

"It was what we had!" Tori snapped hotly.

Rolling her eyes with a coy smile, the Lycan whispered, "Relax, hot stuff, cool down a little. You're like one of those Mario walking bombs or whatever."

"Fuck you," Tori chortled, lips meshing against her own not a second later. Their pace grew more heated as steps clambered towards the center of the room.

Lungs scorched as Tori gasped, the goth taking a moment for a slow breath of air. Her back landed against her covers with a 'thump,' hands clasped around Jade's neck. Hot breath glazed her collarbone, black nails grazing along her sides. Skin prickled as Jade shifted, the two shuffling towards the pillows as cold air felt as if it had blasted against her. She shivered, immediately pressing her body against the other, purring at the warmth. Tori cradled her in her grasp, lips pecking along her neck, dark eyes glancing hesitantly at the circling scars along the shoulder.

She licked her lips absentmindedly, back straightening whilst nails scratched, running along her spine.

Jade hissed as lips brushed themselves against her stress point, the nails at the caramel back halting, gripping forcefully. "I'm sorry," the half-Latina pulled away, gnawing at the inside of her cheek, an ashamed blush painting her skin.

"D-don't be," the goth wheezed, her neck tingling lightly, "I just... I just didn't expect it. It's-it's just really sensitive."

Tori furrowed her brows, resting her forehead against the right shoulder, her fingers barely dancing along the scars. "It doesn't hurt?"

"If you do anymore, then yes," Jade snapped quietly, Tori's lips curving to a smile despite the tone. She growled gingerly as lips barely pressed against the crook of her neck, her own hands tracing along the other's sides. Jade groaned quietly, hands clasped at the bronze skin coating the singer's ribs. She shivered as nails skimmed down her stomach, Tori then keeping her lips pressed against the skin just under her ear. The goth gasped gingerly as she felt fingers brush between her legs, parting them while she clung to the singer's shoulders.

Her eyes closed with a set of stern brows, her own teeth grazing the crook of the half-Latina's neck. She whimpered softly as she felt cold digits enter, sufficiently warming quickly as they began to pump. Her lungs began to feel too tight for her own good, the pure heat blossoming from her bone marrow - a familiar feeling which she was beginning to quite enjoy - as warm breath grazed her stress point. Nails scratched, marking bronze skin for only a few seconds before the lines were woven together once again.

Shaken breaths rasped against the half-Latina's neck, lips pressing softly along raven locks. Her grip tightened along caramel skin, earning a low hiss from Tori. Jade groaned as they twisted about, her back meeting the cool sheets. The singer followed with her eyes lighting, the candlelight masking her face in distorted shadows; cheekbones became more prominent while eyes almost began to glow with coals burning in the depths of the doe brown. Her voice rattled as brows furrowed, pale hands clasped around Tori's neck as the extra hand thumbed over her bare chest. Hips swayed slightly with the constant tempo of the fingers, Jade nibbling at the bottom of her lips absentmindedly, face contorting to a sort of grimace.

In a jerking movement, Tori snapped her attention back from the pastel skin lining her stomach, a hand grasping the pillows beside darkening pale eyes, blue seeping away in delicate portions, overflowed with green and grey. Legs hooked and wrapped around her torso, digits abruptly halting in their movements, leaving a forceful jab. Jade gasped, leaving a small, smug smirk across the half-Latina's expression; that was for halting her moment of admiration of Jade's fine body.

Even so, she felt lips capture hers heatedly, nipping at her bottom lip in an effort to send a blaring message: keep moving or I'll make you.

And with that moment of persuasion, hips rocked slowly against the needed, slow, sensual pumps, dark eyes kept to her own. A soft moan leaked from between her lips, Tori humming in response. Arms gripped the singer in a tighter hold, back arching as waves of heat constantly rolled though her, buzzing alike that of November. With a soft cry, she shuddered in the half-Latina's clutch, whimpering as she was set gently down to the sheets. Lips met hers eagerly, Tori mentally replaying the exposed neck as Jade succumbed to her ministrations.

With heavy breaths, Jade smirked weakly before shifting against the pillow, eyes kept to Tori. "That was better than last time," she murmured softly while the other chuckled.

"I suppose," she murmured quietly, nestling into the crook of Jade neck - the one not marked with Jade's first taste of the Occult community. "But we're not done yet..."

"Not that I had assumed so," the thespian nodded, her hands trailing lightly along caramel skin. She closed her eyes, lips pressing soothingly against her shoulder and jugular. As Tori growled, seeming to her own internal conversation, pale eyes flickered, watching as the soft pecks made their way to her bare chest. With the creaking of knees, Jade leaned forward, legs still pinned to the half-Latina's sides. As a sly tongue teased her breasts languidly, Jade cooed, hands lacing through long brunette hair.

Furrowing her brows, Jade felt cold air breach her chest, Tori pulling away to fold her arms underneath her head, her back to the soft material, smirking up at the goth. With a quaint smile, Jade ran a hand through her hair, rocking her hips against the other as a hand lingered along a bronze stomach. Pale eyes glinted down seductively as Tori tilted her head to the side, gaze running along the show in front of her. The goth hummed in pleasure as hands trickled down her sides, abandoning their post underneath the half-Latina.

With raven waves flowing down in long strands, she clutched the other's shoulder as Tori leaned forward, still straddled under the Lycan. She chuckled huskily, brushing away a lone strand of raven, lips meshing against smirking ones. The singer leaned against the cool touch caressing her cheek, eyes following her own. Pale eyes narrowed as brows became a set line, teeth chewing idly at her inner cheek. Leaning into Tori, her warm skin against copper, she whispered, "I love you."

She felt her body pressing against her firmly, arms wrapped around her waist. Lips gently pressed against her stress point, earning a soft whine in return. The half-Latina pulled away, hands finding Jade's cheeks. The goth's brows narrowed lightly, doe eyes glistening warmly against the dim light flickering in the room. Her mouth curved into a small, regretful, mournful grin before pressing against Jade's full lips feverishly.

Stunned by the sudden, earnest movements of the singer, Jade groaned quietly, being led back down to the sheets. Hands stroked their way down her sides, eventually meeting her thigh before her leg was forcefully hitched up. Hooking it around Tori's waist, arms latched themselves around her mate, not wanting the cool air to touch her skin. However, the half-Latina broke away, sending heated kisses down her pale abdomen. Jade tilted her head to the side curiously, doe eyes glimmering back.

A moan abruptly rang throughout the room once the singer worked down between her legs, hands clutching the sheets feverishly.

And so their night began, not halting once the candles had eventually burned out, the moonlight shining across the bedsheets. Muscles blazed as each submitted in their grasp, leaving their proper marks. It wasn't until each collapsed under the sheets wearily that they had stopped, hearts hammering in their ears. As Jade burrowed deeper in Tori's chest, legs intertwining with bronze ones, she closed her eyes peacefully. No verbal answer, reply, had come that night. Though, as arms clutched her in her sleep, the heat of their bodies mingled in the sheets all too comfortably to care.

The moon shone brightly amongst the stars, presenting the face of innocence that the Vega family had grown to doubt.


Who's in for a root beer float now? Anyway, sorry for the little hiccup in updating...which is fine compared to other stories. :P Once I got in the mood, though, it got easier to write, and I really did enjoy writing it, especially the dinner.

Hope you enjoyed!

:P