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Max POV

I woke up panicked as I felt more weight added to my tree branch. I looked up to meet the dark eyes of Fang. He was here, finally here! Thank God! I didnt know how much longer my sanity would last in the Host club.

He was just like I remembered him, olive skin with piercing black eyes and unruly black hair that seemed to flow like water in the windwhere did that come from? Note to self: hit Tamaki. He was staring at me for a long time as if trying to drink in my appearance. Slowly a small smile began to form on his lips.

I gathered my wits about me and tried my best to glare at him, but it was half-hearted at best. "It took you long enough," I said turning away from him slightly.

His eyes sparkled with some emotion I couldnt put my finger on, "You try flying across America only to have to Stow away on a plane."

I grinned a little, "Old habits die hard, huh?"

He laughed quietly, it sounded like a breeze at night, "You could say that."

We sat in a comfortable silence, just studying the person in front of us. I noticed that Fang had filled out more and he seemed to have an inner glow under his skinit must have been all that good hygiene. His eyes were still just as piecing and comprehending as I remembered, they seemed to know me more than I knew myself.

After a few moments I swung down from the tree and looked up to see his reaction at my abrupt disappearance. Blank as usual. Oh well.

"Are you coming or what?" I asked unable to keep the happiness out of my voice. He sprung down silently and followed my as I made my way out of the park.

Fang POV

When we had first found my family, I couldnt have been happier. This is exactly what I had been waiting for. I was tired of the battles and the injuries, having to watch our backs every moment of every day. So when we finally found out that we could have normal parents and a normal life (or as normal a life you can have with wings) all of us jumped at the chance. All of us, except Max. I watched as she smiled and told us the news, was with her as she left each kid with their rightful guardians, and held her when she silently cried at the loss.

When the day finally came for me to settle down in my own home, I began to re-think everything, what was my life without Max? what would I do with out her? She had always seemed like such a permanent indestructible part of our lives. She always survived the worst of our fights, she kept us safe, she stood up for us. Suddenly the realization of what I was giving up seemed to out-weigh what I would gain. I didnt know these people, they didnt know me, I would probably disrupt their lives with my dysfunctional one all for the price ofMax.

As usual I kept my musings to myself, surveying all sides of the problem before I made my decision, unfortunately my revelation came two minutes too late, literally. Max had already telling my parents the same story she had told all the other parents, her voice was even and her eyes were blank. I wanted to grab her and haul tail out of that house and into the sky, where we couldwell I hadnt thought that far ahead at the time, but it would have been better than being trapped in a house with these strangers. Better yet, anywhere with her would be better than here.

By this time, Max had finished her story and my parents were hugging me and crying about how terrible they were. Hello, you let the doctors tell you your baby died without seeing the body? You didnt ask questions? You never bothered to wonder if they were lying? I may be sounding cynical but I had spent years thinking about this. Staying silent I dutifully returned the hugs mechanically. I listened to their vows to be better parents, give me everything I could ever want. What they didnt realize was that the only thing I wanted was silently watching us with those large chocolate brown eyes and smiling softly.

Eventually my parents turned their attention to Max, thanking her and singing her praises for brining them back their oldest son. She listened half-heartedly and gave a forced smile that showed too many teeth. As Max began waling towards the doors to leave, my pulse sped up, I would never see her again. I would never know what happened to her or if Itex got destroyedshe would fade into a memory. My breath hitched and I was running out the door just before it closed, hoping and praying to whoever would listen to me that she was still there.

Luck was on my side, She stood in the middle of my yard, half covered in darkness staring at my house as if to memorize it. She heard me coming long before she acknowledged me, finally deciding to grace me with her attention she raised an eyebrow. Wordlessly I handed her the laptop I had stolen from Itex all those years ago. She looked down at it and before she could refuse it, I was unzipping her backpack and placing it safely inside. She looked at me for a moment with unreadable eyes and then they softened. She had understood my message easily, keep in touch.

"Bye F-" she started then cut off and finished, "Nick."

"Fang." I said back, staring at her, trying to get her to understand.

"Fang," she agreed.

Before she or I could think, I had her wrapped in a tight hug trying to tell her everything I was feeling, "Stay safe." I spoke into her hair.

She stepped out of my arms and smirked at me, "I'll work on it," she said.

I remember standing there for a few moments before I heard the frantic running of my newfound family. I heard them before I saw them, and I turned to meet them halfway. Turning my back on the best thing to ever happen to me.

Correspondence between the two of us was hard, Max was still on the run, I was living a normal life with normal activities. Max made a point to check in every night, to let me know she was okay, and then one day she didnt. Soon she checked in once a week and then once a month. Then several Months passed in one e-mail she sent me she remarked how Itex was getting stronger. This meant she was getting into more fights and probably had more injuries, not that she ever told me that, she didnt want me to worry.

My family tried to be supportive from the get-go, but they always came up a little short. I appreciate the effort, but the atmosphere just wasnt the same as it had been with the flock. Janice and David (parents) just didnt understand some of the things I went through. My younger brother seemed to think of me as more of an action figure then a family member and it always seemed like they were walking on eggshells around me. In short I was right, I had interrupted their lives and they were still trying to work around the genetic anomaly that was me.

Finally a few days ago Max messaged me and told me about a new prep school she was going to. The Idea of Maximum Ride in any sort of educational establishment was funny enough, but a prep school was laughable. Upon finding out that the Voice sent her there I could almost feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Something about the Voice has always rubbed me the wrong way. I made my decision in that moment that I would get to Japan. I didnt care how, but I would get there whether she wanted me there or not.

I left my house that night, when I was sure my family was asleep. I left a short note explaining what happened and left with my old backpack and a few essentials. I flew half-way across the country that night feeling more free than I had in a long time. Early the next morning I stow away on the first plane I found that was going to Japan. From there it was only a matter of looking up Ouran high school and from there local parks, Max had always preferred the outdoors to indoors.

I found her asleep in a tree, and that was only by chance. I had recognized her blonde hair from above. I landed silently on the branch she was sleeping on. Her eyes shot open and her entire body tensed. I watched her every movement and drank in her presence. I studied her face and her hair, I noticed she was cleaner than usual and her hair was neatly combed.

"It took you long enough," She said turning a little but watching me out of the corner of her eye.

"You try flying across America only to have to Stow away on a plane." I said and her face broke into a smile. My heart began beating a little faster.

"Old habits die hard, huh?" she asked raising her eyebrows.

"You could say that." I told her, smirking.

I watched her silently for a few more moments before she dropped to the ground suddenly. She grinned at me from over her shoulder. My face got slightly warmer, but under the shadows of the branches I doubted that even Max could see any changes.

"Are you coming or what?" She called over her shoulder smiling.

I dropped out of the tree silently, and followed her. Suddenly my life seemed to be looking up.

A/N: I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for the late update and I wont bother you with all the reasons, but I did spend some time recovering from a broken right elbow and that takes some time. Then final exams and summerwell you get the idea. I will try to update quickly and I thank you all for the reviews!

What did you think of Fangs POV? Good? Bad? Also just because Fang has feelings for Max does not mean the Pairing is going to be Max/FangI want reviews as to who the pairing should be. I will start a total next chappie! Reviews are appreciated! ^_^