A/N: Soooo. I hadn't planned on this chapter coming into existence. You see, this story was supposed to be a one-shot. But someone had suggested this, and it started writing itself. Sorry it took so long - blame me getting caught up in the show. (Speaking of which - the finale! Squeal!) But here it is! Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Nope, not mine. I keep spending my 11:11 wishes on it, but the wishing fairy doesn't like me very much. Maybe one of these days. . .

Nina stood in her room, holding Fabian's jacket in her hands. She was debating whether or not to give it back to him now, or to just go on down to breakfast and talk with him first. If I do it now, everyone will see. But if I don't, then it might be awkward when I try to bring it up. Oh decisions!

"What are you doing? Oh, I get it! You're holding his jacket because it makes you happy! Oh, Nina, that's so sweet!" Amber squealed as she walked through the door. She dropped the bag of her toiletries on her bed, and plopped down on Nina's.

Nina sighed and rolled her eyes. Amber had been gushing about this for a good deal of the night, and it seemed that it was coming back full force this morning. Nina had long ago stopped trying to convince the blonde that not much had happened, and that she still needed to talk to Fabian about it.

"Nina? Are you listening?" Amber finally broke through to her again.

"What? Oh, yeah, of course I am! What'd you ask?" Nina internally kicked herself for letting her thoughts run away.

"I asked if you're ready to go down to breakfast. Ooooh, are you going to bring Fabian his jacket back? That's so cute!"

"Yeah, I'm ready. And . . . No, I don't think I'm going to give it back to him just yet. I don't want to cause a stir. Hey, Amber! You can't tell anyone about this yet. Alright?" Nina set Fabian's jacket down, and turned to her roommate.

"Nina. Puh-lease," Amber rolled her eyes. "It's obviously a secret, and I know not to tell. Honestly, why would I? It's a secret date! It's so romantic. And I am not one to mess with romance."

Nina smiled. Amber may be a bit of an air-head and have her own way of viewing things, but she was reliable when it comes to it. "Thanks. I'll let you know when you can have the free reign." Nina laughed and went down to breakfast.

"What's 'free reign'?" Amber asked herself, still standing in her room. "Really, Nina, use language I can understand." She followed her friend.

Fabian looked up as he heard someone come down the stairs. He knew it was either Nina or Amber, as Patricia and Mara had already made their way to breakfast. He'd been alternating between eagerly waiting Nina's appearance, and dreading it. He was scared things were going to be awkward between them since he had kissed her on the cheek. But at the same time, he wanted her to come down so he could see if she treated him any different . . .

"Good morning!" Nina greeted everyone in her customary way. Mara waved good naturedly; Jerome, Alfie, and Mick took a slight break from shuffling food in their faces to look up; and Patricia sneered and said, "No need to be so perky. It's only a school day—nothing special."

Nina sat down in her spot next to Fabian. "She seems to be in as good of a mood as ever."

Fabian smiled. "You know how she gets."

"Yeah." Nina sat there for a minute, then began picking her food. Once that was done, things lapsed back into the awkward silence.

"Okay, yeah, I can't do this. Fabian, we need to talk," Nina said, taking charge. Fabian had been the only person who was nice to her when she first came to England, and he had been so sweet to her. She wasn't going to let one kiss-on-the-cheek turn things awkward between them and ruin it all.

Fabian smiled, somewhat ruefully. "I agree." He made to stand up, but Mick stopped him.

"Hey, mate, before you go, can I ask you something?"

He looked at Nina, who just shrugged. "Yeah, alright."

"Great!" Mick walked into the hall, heading towards his room. Fabian cast one last glance at Nina, and followed.

"What'd you want to ask me?" Fabian asked as soon as they were in their room again.

"You're smart. And you have relative common sense, don't you?" Mick seemed like he couldn't stand still. It made Fabian a tad nervous.

"Yeah, I suppose. Where're you going with this?"

"Can you—Could you help me with my new phone? My dad sent it to me the other day, and I haven't been able to do anything with it!"

Mick looked sincerely upset, so Fabian thought it best not to give in to that urge to laugh. He had been worried it was something serious! Well, since Mick's not part of Sibuna, it wouldn't have been that dire. . . he amended.

"Sure, Mick. I can help." He checked the time on his watch. "It'll have to wait until break, though. If we don't leave now, we're going to be late for first class." Fabian was hoping to talk with Nina, but he could still do that later, he supposed.

The two teens walked out of their shared room, and down the hall where everyone was leaving.

"Fabian! I grabbed your bag and blazer off your chair—I thought you'd need them for class," Nina said as Fabian came into sight. She lifted his rather heavy bag—he not only had his school things, but apparently a few other personal books in there as well, which made it weigh more—and held it out to him. His blazer was looped around the strap.

"Oh, thanks, Nina!" Fabian smiled. He grabbed the bag, swinging it onto his shoulder.

They left together, walking with each other as always.

Nina, who wasn't sure if they were going to pick up their conversation where they left off, decided to say, "So, what'd Mick want?" by way of tentatively reopening the subject.

"Oh, just some help on something. He asked me not to say because he's embarrassed by it, but it's nothing major," Fabian replied, watching the ground as he walked.

"Alright. . . ," Nina let her voice trail off. Things had got awkward again. She twiddled with first her bag, then the hem of her blazer.

"Nina, I still think we need to talk. I hate that we got interrupted." Fabian looked over at her. He also sort of felt like a over-analytical nerd, the way he kept bringing it up.

"Yeah, we do," Nina said. She took a deep breath. "So, last night. . . You—"

"—Kissed you. On the cheek. Yeah," Fabian interrupted. "Look, Nina. I . . . I really like you. Okay? And. . . I want us to be—" It was Fabian's turn to be interrupted.

"—More than friends?" Nina gave a little laugh. "Me too. Me too by a lot."

Fabian was sure that his smile was going to hurt his cheeks, and that his face was the same color as a tomato. "Really?"

By now they had stopped, standing in front of the school. Nina looked into Fabian's eyes, seemingly searching for something.

Whatever she was looking for, she appeared to have found it, because she broke out into a smile of her own, and said, "Really."

Fabian gasped, then—acting on impulse—reached out and pulled Nina into an enthusiastic hug. He twirled her around a few times, before setting her down again. "Does that mean that if I asked you to be my girlfriend, you'd say yes?"

Nina decided to play a bit coy. "Oh, I don't know about that. Why don't you ask me and see?"

Fabian was confused for a moment, then went ahead (after all, all the signs had been pointing to yes) and asked, "Will you be my girlfriend?"

Nina leaned closer to him and pecked him on the lips in a chaste—but sweet—kiss. "Yes."

Fabian's smile was blinding again. "Ye-e-s!" Fabian yelled, swirling her around again, and kissing her properly on the mouth.

The moment was perfect—until the bell rang and throngs of students filed about the hallways in the school, where they were perfectly visible. Both Fabian and Nina looked up as Jerome started wolf-whistling at them, and Mick started a whooping chant of "Fabian, mate, you did it!" Amber was squealing, and Patricia was looking on with a fond disgust in her eye, wondering if this would make her late to History.

The new couple looked at each other and sighed, resigning themselves to the taunts, and trudged up to the school, hand in hand.

A/N: How'd I do? I, personally, like it. It wasn't supposed to be this long, but Mick threw a wrench into my plans when he interrupted them on his own accord. Now that this is out of the way - the finale! Ohemgee I about died. I'm almost certain I squeaked and kicked the air like a little kid more in that episode than I had in all. So many Fabina moments! And they got together, finally! Oh, gosh. It was great. Now I can't wait for the new season. (Because I looked on a website and it said that this was the season finale.) But I am glad they're re-showing all the episodes again starting Tuesday! Enough of my ramblings - if you want to talk HoA, shoot me a message. Reviews make me happy! :]

-Zenelia*Sky