Author's Note:: Remember-it takes an hour to write what it takes a minute to read!

When Musa awoke, she could feel Riven's heavy body pressed on top of her. She squirmed to try to free herself, but he was too heavy. She lay under him, slightly nonplussed, wondering what had happened. He'd called her last night, and she'd come, then what?

He'd cried! He'd actually held her and cried, until they had made their way to the bed, and he'd lain on top of her, still sobbing, unwilling to let her look at his face. She somehow knew it was some kind of emotional pain…not physical, or else she'd have immediately broken away from him. They'd lain there, until sleep had come.

Musa smiled, and then felt a little worried. It was both scary and exciting, lying there with the man she loved. His essence swept over her, his scent filled her nostrils, running through her entire body. He was so sexy. She almost wanted to lie there forever will him. But why was he crying? Riven never cried. Even when he was wounded in battle, when he'd faced Darkar's spell to save her, he'd simply stared up at her and called her name. He never cried. Something big must have happened. And the fact that he had swallowed his elephant-sized ego to call her and show her that he was crying worried her even more. What had happened, seriously?

She stirred restlessly under him, drawing a moan from him, which caused her heart to skip a beat. She had never woken up with a man before, forget the all-sexy-man, and forget the all-sexy-man moaning on top of her.

She tried to shake him. "Riven" she whispered. "It's me, Musa…wake up…hey Riven!"

"Mmm…" he mumbled. Her throat went dry. It was all she could do from grabbing that mouth and kissing it. "Mmmm…" he continued, as he shifted on top of her. She could feel the hardness of his chest against her, and she blushed. "Riven!" she hissed, flustered.

"Huh….hmm?" he said, his eyelids fluttering open, but they did not seem to register anything.

"It's me…Musa!"

The words struck him like lightening. He jumped off her as if she was on fire. "MUSA! " He shouted, "What are you doing here?"

"You called me…," she told him coldly, as she got up. Slow recognition dawned on his face, and then embarrassment.

"I'm sorry," he said, sincerely. "Come on, I'll take you home." he grabbed her hand. She pulled it away.

"No!" she said. She plopped down on his bed, and pouted. Riven stared at her, aghast. Was she going to ask about last night, now?

"Look," he told her commandingly. "The headmistress and your weirdo friends are probably sending search parties after you already. They'll kill me if you're found here. I better drop you home before things get worse." Musa didn't move. She stared straight ahead. Riven sighed. I guess I'll have to mention last night. "Look, I'm sorry about…about yesterday. It was stupid of me, okay. It…it won't happen again, I promise."

Musa burst into tears. Riven couldn't bear that, somehow. He grabbed her waist, and hugged her, covering her entire body with his.

"What happened?" he whispered, wiping away her tears. "Baby, what's wrong?"

Musa continued to sob and tremble. Riven held her, marveling at the reversal of roles.

"I'm worried about you…" she finally managed to say. So she was crying because of him. Somehow, that worried him less.

"There's nothing to worry abou,t" he soothed her.

"Yes, there is. You were crying yesterday…what happened? Tell me…"

"It's nothing to worry about…nothing you can do…"

"You called me didn't you? You needed comfort right? Tell me why…," she pleaded.

"Musa…."

"Riven….I love you….I would do anything for you just tell me why you called me here last night…"

"I needed someone to sleep with," he joked, his eyes hard.

The corny joke caught her off guard, and her hand instinctively slapped him.

His hand reached up to the place where she had slapped him. "Musa…I…didn't mean…"

"I don't care…," she sobbed. She ran out of his room. He followed her. He was a fastter runner. He grabbed her shoulders, so when she said "Magic Winx", she couldn't fly away.

"Musa…I'm sorry I said that…I didn't mean that at all…you know I'm not like that…." He said.

"I don't know how you are anymore," she wailed, hysterically.

"I had a dream about my mother leaving me," he said, flatly.

The sentence sent a wave of shock through Musa. She stood and stared at him for a long moment and then, realizing that he was serious, she flung her arms around his neck and clung to him in the air.

Riven nodded silently at her, and she gently kissed him on the lips.

"I gotta take you home now, honey," he whispered into her mouth. "They'll kill me if they find you here."

She met his eyes defiantly. "Let them," she told him evenly. "They'll have to get through me first."

The risk and adventure involved was just too exciting to pass. He carried her in his arms and took her straight back to his room, and laid her on the bed. He was on top of her then, kissing every inch of her face available a she was loving every minute of it.

"Riven" she said, breathlessly, between kisses "Tell me what the dream was all about"

He look down at her with a queer expression on his handsome face.

"We'll switch," she giggle nervously, as she pulled her boyfriend below her as she went on top. She began to shower kisses on his eyes, which tickled him, so he laughed. It was a clear, pure sound of mirth and Musa absolutely loved it. She planted a long, deep kiss on his lips before asking him again.

"Riven..Tell me what happened…"

He told her everything. About Driver, about Rubella and about his broken childhood. His face was covered in her pink cherry lip-gloss when he got to where he'd grown up. "I was a theif on the streets…until good old Saladin saw something "special" in me and decided to take me under his wing," he said, a little dazed. Musa had kissed him senseless. Man, it was times like these he loved having a girlfriend.

She kissed him on the lips again, and there was sadness in her eyes. " I miss my mom, too"

He took her in his arms again. "Yeah? He asked, sympathetically, have dreams about her too? "

She nodded mutely. He kissed her on the forehead. "Anytime" he said, whispering to sound serious, "you need to talk about that, I'm here for you, okay?" he held her hand. She nodded. "Except if I'm fighting that loser, sky" he winked. They burst out laughing.