Fice

Flair's P.O.V.

"Hey Flair?" Ice called softly. I glanced over at him.

"Yah?" I answered.

"C-Can I tell you something?" He asked. I sat up straight.

"It's a free country," I said. He let out a deep sigh and wiped his hands on his pants.

"We'll…?" I hurried. He moved from across the aisle to my seat. He was way to close. Finally he slumped back against the seat.

"What if I said I liked someone?" He whispered. I froze.

"Who?" I questioned. He wouldn't look me in the eye.

"A girl…she doesn't know. She thinks I'm a jerk," he mumbled.

"Everyone does," I stated. Finally he looked me in the eyes and glared at me.

"I just…don't know if she likes me back. I think she thinks of me as an annoying show off. How can I tell if y-SHE likes me?" Ice scooted closer, putting me against the window. It was dark outside.

"What do you want?" I snapped. He looked at with those grey eyes, the flecks of gold sparkling.

"Nothing," he whispered, sounding disappointed. He ran his hands through his white hair.

"Who is it?" I tried. He cracked a grin and looked at me like he was gonna hug me.

"Her name is…" he leaned in, "Flair." And then he was so close that his lips were on mine. What?! His arms wrapped around me. I pushed him away and slammed him against the seat, knocking the wind out of him.

"Are you sane?" I screamed.

"Yes," he laughed. I beat him against the seat again.

"What was that?!" I breathed.

"Love?"

"No!"

"Whatever you say…"

"It wasn't love…because I don't like you!" I yelled. He fell silent. He leaned over his knees, his back arched an his hands clasped together.

"Ice?" I rubbed his wings.

"Yah," he mumbled.

"I'm sorry," I apologized. He sat up. My hand flew to his arm. His skin was freezing cold.

"I am too," he frowned as he moved seats. He was sitting across the aisle, his forehead leaned against the window staring out.

I didn't like Ice…or did I? Oh gosh…

I moved to his seat. He didn't even look over at me. I hesitated at first, but I eventually laid my head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry…that I didn't see it before," I chocked out. His head jerked my way. He turned and the best smile I've ever seen him wear was plastered to his face.

"You like me?" He asked, calming down. I shrugged and leaned against him. His muscles tensed.

"Am I making you nervous?" I questioned.

"Just a tad…" he smiled.

"WHOA! LOOK AT FLAIR AND ICE!" I heard Jes cry. Oh gosh…

ha ha, there's some Fice for ya. What would u like to see next?