Hello again :) Wow, I'm really surprised at how quickly my story has been reviewed! Thanks to DeterminedToFly who got the first review. Please check out some of her stories guys, they're awesome!

I decided to write more at 9 or 10 reviews 'cus I'm cool like that.

So yes here is the 2nd chapter up and completed. (OH, just so people know this is set AFTER MR4. I think it's very confusing when people write fanfics in the middle of a series of books… but that's just me.)

I DO NOT OWN MAXIMUM RIDE OR CHARACTERS - (although I wish I did...) - ALL BELONGS TO JP!!

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Chapter 2- Fang is a drug?!

Fang's POV

"You wanted to talk to me?"

Max's voice sounded raspy, confused, soft, sexy- well the point is that I have to talk to her… otherwise Angel will.

You know sometimes a 6 year old mind reader can really take the fun outta life.

Nevertheless, I shut the door behind us and began to walk up to her.

She looked worried and nervous but I didn't care. If she could handle sleeping in trees, pain sucking needles, mad-evil scientests, kicking Eraser and Flyboy ass almost everyday, I'm sure she can handle a little talk with me- right?

"Yeah, kind of." My voice sounded anxious and shaky as I began to sit beside her on the bed.

"Listen, about what Angel said…" I trailed off at the sight of her eyes. Those awesome, chocolate-brown eyes. (AN: Sorry if I got Max's eye colour wrong) Way to be strong Fang. I was lost in them.

"You know staring at me weirdly isn't going to freak me out." Max said jokingly.

Blinking a couple of times, I focused on the situation at hand.

Max's POV

Why he did that? I have no idea. Was he trying to start a staring contest or something? Meh, I'd probably win anyways.

When I asked him about it, he just shrugged it off like a normal Fang would do. Ugh, he's so reserved.

"If you said something to me, I could say something back. That's kind of how a conversation is supposed to go."

I was proud of my sarcasm. Even though he looked so hot right now, never could I manipulate Fang like this. Note to self: Max: 1, Fang: 0.

"You know, you're full of it right?" Fang actually stated.

My satire became rage in milliseconds. Why does he always have to be so difficult?

"Yeah, well you're no better at the whole "LET'S HAVE A PRIVATE YET UNCOMFORTABLE TALK!" thing." I shot back at him.

"You know what… you're the one that's full of it!" I rambled on. "I'm the Flock leader so therefore I should be the one who-"

My bitter words were cut off by someone's warm lips. Yes, you heard me correctly. Lips. I tried to push away, but… I couldn't. It was like Fang was heroine. So hard to part from and I must say, VERY addictive.

His hands swiftly slipped around my waist and he titled my head up to deepen the kiss.

I mean we had kissed previous times before, although this felt different. This felt right.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, we parted.

Fang was still clutching me like he never wanted to let go. And I hope he didn't have to.

"MAAAAAAAAAXXXXXX!!" The Gasman's scream amazed me and soon there was nothing left in my head but melted brain. Can't a mutant bird freak get a little privacy?

"Umm… I should leave now." Fang said softly.

I looked up at him and nodded.

Having to kick ass everyday? I can do that.

Moving around from place to place, never knowing if you're going to be killed? Sure why not?

Listening to Nudge ramble on about how Miley Cyrus is dating a 20 year old? Hell, I'm the only one who can do that.

Fang walking out on me after we had just had the most romantic moment in months? Errmm… not so much.

Fang let go of my hand and walked straight out the door.

I buried my face in my hands. Note to self: Fang: 0, Max: back down to 0.

"Max? We're all starving!" Gazzy popped his head around the door. He suddenly raised his eyebrow. "Are you ok? You don't look so good."

"Uhh… yeah. Just the Voice playing up on me again." Well that was a big fat lie! "You said you wanted McDonalds?"

Nudge burst into the room, a happy grin on her face. "Actually, I suggested it!"

Ugh, here we go. Three… two… one…

"I mean, why did they call it McDonalds? Was that a type of burger they had in the olden days? When I think of McDonalds I think of the nursery rhyme. You know? 'Old McDonald had a farm'. Although, that's not my favourite nursery rhyme. My favourite one is Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. It just sounds so nice and it makes you go really sleepy. Oh, speaking of which, I had NO sleep last night. I kept thinking about the sheep to count. Why do people even need to count sheep to go to sleep. It's pointless. You might as well just-"

Gazzy finally covered her mouth with his hand.

"Thankyou!" Geez, you need to have those authorized tests if you want to pass the Nudge channel. Although, I must say I would pass with flying colours… barely.

"Ok, Flock meeting!" I bellowed to them all.

They all entered the room quickly and rapidly including Total, who was testing out his new wings. Fang- who was refusing to meet my gaze.

"So, who wants Big Macs' and fries?"

Five hands and a paw shot straight up in the air. Oh, I know we're very healthy.

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Okay, so sadly my 2nd chap. Has come to a close. What did you think of Fang's POV? Ha, I know it was really short but still. Chap. 3 shall be posted soon because the weekend is coming up. But keep in mind I've got assignments to stick to. (I know, I'm crying for myself too.)

Tell me if my story is dragging on a bit too. Am I doing that or is it just me?!

Also, I might need some little ideas for the next chapter. Like what they order, maybe people they bump into… stuff like that. I might even include you in the next chapter, but I'm going to need your name for that…

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