This chapter is broken up into two parts, Kota's and a second Owen Blackbourne. Because I've made you guys wait so long for this one, I chopped it into two and will be posting the next one as soon as I get it done. For the mean time, I finally give you Kota's chapter, 'The Drive To School'.

Based on C.L. Stone's Ghost Bird Series (One-shots for all nine boys, some story line. Based loosely in The Other Side Of Envy.)

Disclaimer: I do not own The Academy or the characters.

WARNING: Nonagon-ic relationships between Sang and her nine boys (Owen Blackbourne, Dr. Sean Green, Nathan Griffin, Dakota 'Kota' Lee, Gabriel Coleman, Lucian 'Luke' Taylor, North Taylor, Silas Korba, and Victor Morgan) and Bi-sexual sex.

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEAR OLD!

~Chapter Five~

Dakota 'Kota' Lee

'The Drive To School'

Kota rushed me out of his house at six on Monday morning.

After North had been called out on Sunday night, I'd spent the weekend with Nathan and ended up having Kota spend the night after Nathan had been called back to the Academy the night before. We'd stayed up later then I usually did watching movies, while he quizzed me for an AP Biology test that was coming up. He had even let me re-paint his finger nails- just the thumb and pinky fingers. His thumb was painted a dark hunter green, and his pinky a lighter color pink so it wouldn't be very noticeable. My thumb was the pink color, and my pinky hunter green.

Halfway into Havana, a text came through on my phone from Mr. Blackbourne.

Mr. Blackbourne: I'll see you in Music Room B, Sang, about the incident at Mr. Griffin's today during our usual time.

Yesterday, I had done something I had never thought about doing in my life. I had dunked Mr. Blackbourne into Nathan's pool. Right after I had had sex with Nathan in said pool. I

Shivers hit me like a ton of bricks, the heat pooling in my lower regions making the warm air in the cab of Kota's car suddenly seem chilly. If just thinking about Sundays swim session with Nathan had me turned on, I wonder what Mr. Blackbourne's punishment would lead to...

"Sang?" Kota set a hand on my thigh. It shocked me so much- and still being so aware of the boys touches- I whimpered. My eyes drifted closed and I leaned back against the seat with the ripples of pleasure it caused. Oh, God, I wanted that hand further up. "Sang? Are you okay?"

I flinched, my eyes popping open to seek out his own bright green ones. Oops...

"I-I'm fine." I cleared my throat, straightening in the seat. My legs pressed together, trying to stop the pressure I felt, but it only made the sensation worse- or better, I hadn't decided yet.

Kota's eyebrows lifted, sending worried glances over at me as often as he could without really taking his eyes off the road. I tried to make myself look as normal as possible under his scrutiny.

Kota slowed, turning on his blinker before pulling off onto thin dirt road. A sign further in front of us read 'CCPD Firing Range', next to a locked gate.

Kota shut off the car and turned to me, his brows drawn now, looking like he was very worried. "Sang, sweetie, if your not feeling well Mr. Blackbourne wouldn't mind if we took the day off-"

"No," I said, maybe a bit too quickly. My hand found his on the wheal and I squeezed. "No, Kota. Really, I'm fine. I was just thinking about yesterday. Really, it's nothing." I hoped my words were more reassuring as I thought they sounded.

"Yesterday?" Kota asked. His finger found the frame of his glasses and he pushed them up, even though they were already perfectly perched on his nose. I had an insane urge to kiss it. Or maybe just kiss him, I hadn't decided about that, either.

It seemed Kota had the same thoughts, because he leaned in and brushed his lips against my cheek. Both our faces flushed, but he ignored it and went on. "Sang, if you're feeling ill, just tell me and we can head home. We'll watch a movie and I'll find a bag of marshmallows for you to eat-"

"I'm not sick Kota." I smiled at him. "I really was just thinking about what happened yesterday. And it was a good thought, I promise."

He was back to looking confused. "What did you and Nathan do yesterday to make you shiver so violently?" He opened his mouth again, to ask more questions, when realization dawned on his face. "Oh... Oh,"

"I'm sorry," I said quickly. My eyes found where my fingers were twisting the hems of my too-long sweater sleeves on my lap. The polish on my nails was a contrast to the white material.

Kota made a sound, it was thoughtful, but also curious and amused. "I don't understand why your apologizing, but if it's about having... sex," He cleared his throat, and when I glanced back at him, his cheeks were bright red- almost glowing. "I don't mind. But, Sang, do you-" He pressed up his glasses again.

I had the feeling Kota couldn't quite voice his question the way he wanted. He wasn't as- I wouldn't have said crude, but as frank as Silas was. I understood his inability to ask questions on such a matter. It was embarrassing and not something I thought you should advertise to just anyone. So, I resisted the urge to cringe and slap a hand over his mouth.

"Kota?"

"Do you feel the same about me?" He asked in a rush. For a moment, I was surprised at his outburst, but then my surprise turned to the question.

"Feel the same?" I asked. While I was half turned to him.

"I shouldn't ask," Kota said in a small voice. "But to make this thing work, like with Lilly and her team, you should have the same feelings for all of us. I'm not asking for you to try to see me that way if-if you don't, but-"

This time, I did slap a hand over his mouth. Not only was it to stop him from talking, but it was to give me a moment to think of what I really wanted to say. This was one of those times that I usually tried to tell one of the boys how I felt, but could never get my words just right; to tell them exactly how I felt.

"Kota," I said quietly, then stopped to fix my sentence but came back to his name again. "Kota, I love you." His mouth opened under my palm, but I held firm, looking at his wide eyes and flushed face. "I love you, but I love Nathan, and Dr. Sean, and Silas, and all of the others too. I've never loved anyone like I love you all. I want you to know that sometimes it is hard because I don't want any of you to start fighting or get jealous because of me. So, yes, most of the time I'm waiting for you boys to make the first move.

"Sometimes I don't think that you guys look at me the same way. But, I don't want to be only your friend. I want to be your... girlfriend." I couldn't stop the smile that tipped my lips. That sounded good, no, amazing. Kota's girlfriend. Luke's girlfriend. Victor's girlfriend. "You've make me more confident these past few months Kota. I wasn't comfortable with touch. When you touched my hand, brushed back my hair, or just my fingers when you took something from my hand I didn't know what to do. I wasn't used to having my opinion matter. I wasn't used to people looking at me, really at me.

"You guys changed that."

Kota gently grasped my wrist to pull my hand from his mouth. His hunter green eyes connected with my own, sparkling with emotions I wasn't familiar with. "Sang I know your not used to this kind of thing, and I have to say I'm happy that we- my brothers and I- are the ones that have introduced you to... normal things." He paused, his brow scrunching slightly as he chuckled. "Or, as normal as our group experiences."

I giggled too. I was happy to know he wasn't displeased with sharing me with the others. I couldn't have looked any of the boys in the eye if Kota- or any of them- were displeased with the plan. I couldn't imagine what I would do if he was.

I knew couldn't go back being just their friend. It would be too awkward, even more so now that I had made love with some of them. Then again, I doubted even if Kota didn't except, that Nathan or North would leave me. However insecure I was, I knew they loved me as much as I loved them.

Kota's hand took up mine, warming and light. I could smell his sweet spice. He tugged me towards him and his lips touched mine. It was a light kiss, as if he was testing my reaction and asking for permission.

It was like the almost kiss months ago just as we were now. His hand on the back of my seat, leaning over to bridge the small gap between us. His eyes locked on my lips. But, this time, there was no rule to keep him from making the first move. Nothing stopped him from pressing his lips to my own.

Very slowly, I kissed him back. It was a small move, just barely caressing his bottom lip, but it was all he needed. He pressed forward, taking my lips in a more powerful motion then before. It told me exactly how long he had wanted to do that very thing. I had been just as desperate.

Kota's hand slipped against my cheek, sleek fingers caressing down my jawbone and back up to the place just behind my ear. The touch made me shiver and Kota smiled against my lips when he felt the convulsions. "I'm happy Sang," He whispered to me. His breath tickled along the opposite side of my jaw as his fingers as he found his way to my neck.

It was an odd sensation having Kota nuzzle my pulse point, but I couldn't think much about it as his hands were doing much more then I had ever experienced before with him. They trailed down my neck and along my arms, only to drift back up and then down my side.

My own hands found their way into his hair, feeling the short, soft strands. My core sparked, loving the attention he was giving me.

Suddenly, I was on Kota's lap and the horn blared behind me as I pulled away from him. My legs settled on the very sides of the drivers seat, his hands holding onto my bare hips. My shirt had shifted in the jostle to get me onto his lap.

Kota's eyes were laughing as he pulled me down to kiss him again. As his lips brushed mine, I giggled, the surprise and hilarity of the situation getting to me. "I'm going to press the horn again on accident!"

Kota's chest rumbled under my hands as he chuckled. "Oh God, Sang, just shut up and kiss me."

I laughed again but did as he said.

We sat like that for minutes on end, Kota's lips on mine, one hand on my waist, the other on my thigh, tracing small designs into my skin. It was a wonder how even after all those months touching all the guys, that it still felt like the first time when one of them touched me.

I carded my fingers through his hair as we kissed.

"Mh," Kota pulled back, pecking at my cheek, slipping his nose over mine and down my jaw. He reached for his back pocket, shifting his hips up to grab what I suspected was his phone. Only, when his hips lifted, he pressed his groin into my tingling core.

The small touch made both of us freeze, moaning at the contact. Kota's jeans bulged from his erection, large and long, and though I couldn't see it, I had a feeling it was big.

"Shit, woh," Kota buried his face in my neck as he pressed his phone to his ear. "What?" He breathed.

I heard Nathan's voice on the other end. "Where the hell are you?"

Kota let out a groan from deep in his throat- almost a whisper but also deep and rough, the sound making me think of what noises he would make if he was inside me. Without thinking, I sunk down on Kota's lap, moaning breathlessly at the hot thoughts and the feel on him rubbing the place I wanted him most.

Kota groaned back, thrusting his hips up. "Kinda busy,"

"Was that Sang?" He asked, his voice was added to my fantasy and I felt myself throb for both Kota and Nathan. I continued to press my hips down onto Kota's to relieve the pressure. "Are you guys fucking around? What the hell Kota!"

Unable to take it anymore, I took the phone from the boy under me. My breath was coming out in short pants and I knew Nathan could hear the pleasure in my voice from the other side. "Nathan," I whined, my eyes fixing on the soulful green ones in front of me. The feel on his body pressing to mine in all the right places was over whelming. I moaned into the phone. "Oh, Nathan,"

"Oh fuck," Nathan replied. His voice was raspy, and I imagined his aroused face as he pressed into my slick folds yesterday in the pool. "Peanut, your late for school. Mr. Blackbourne's going to kill you guys-"

I gasped, cutting Nathans next words in half as Kota grasped my hips and dragged me down hard onto his dick. He still had his pants on, but through the thin barrier on my panties, the rough material of his jeans sent pleasure coursing up my spine in a very pleasing way. "Holy Crow! Kota!"

Both boys groaned, one in each of my ears. Their voices, so close to my ears was surprisingly hot, and I suspected if Nathan was there in person, his hot breath on my skin, hands palming my breasts, I would have cum right then and there. Though, I knew Kota wouldn't have much trouble bringing me to the edge of pleasure either, seeing as his hands were slowly finding their way up to my breasts.

I heard the sound of quick breathing from Nathan, as if he was running, and then a slam. "Shit Sang. That was such a turn on. I want to hear you moan again."

"I have an idea," Kota said breathlessly. He took the phone back, pressing the speaker button and threw it on the passenger seat. "Find some place quiet, Nathan."

"Already done," He grunted through the phone, a slight echo indicating he too had put his phone on speaker. There was a jingle, like metal on metal. "I'm in Norths Jeep."

Kota didn't stop the movement of his hips as he spoke. His hands pressed under my bra, drawing up the thin material and unsnapping the clasp. He pulled the shirt up, but not off, just behind my head so he could see my breasts. My bra was lose and he pushed it aside as he thumbed my nipples. I shivered at the sensation.

"Hell, Nathan, her breasts are so pink. So small, they fit so perfectly into my hand." His tongue shot out and licked the small peak, drawing it into his mouth and sucking, only to let go with a pop. He repeated the motion on my other breast. I couldn't stop moaning. "And that sound she makes, can you hear it?"

"Yes. Isn't it perfect? Breathy and light..." He sighed. "Sang.. Do me a favor and touch him. Take off his shirt."

Oh. Yeah. Kota was still fully clothed. My hands trailed down his chest and I pressed open the blazer of his fake uniform. Without pulling away from my breasts, Kota shed it and started unbuttoning his shirt. Soon that too was gone and I pressed my fingers into his bare skin. Searching, dipping into all the valleys of his hard stomach, loving the warm flesh with small, soft caresses and punishing it by running my nails in angry trails that would only last a few hours.

I leaned in and whispered quietly in Kota's ear, nipping at the lobe. "Perfect."

"Damn, Nathan," Kota said, pulling his head away from my chest and watching my face as he slowly- oh-so-fudgingly-slowly - trailed his light fingers up my bare thigh. I tried to open my legs further, but with the door and the middle council down, I could only get so far. Kota fixed that, though, and I sank down on his bulge. We both moaned, crashing our lips together in a fierce kiss.

"How wet is she?" Nathan asked on the other end. "She was so hot and ready for me yesterday. It's such a shame I didn't get to touch- no lick- every inch of her body."

Kota's hand suddenly relocated to my hip, and I whined at the loss. But then he chuckled, lifting me and throwing me sideways. I squeaked at the suddenness.

Kota found the place between my legs, pushing the phone so it sat beside my head. "Then, why don't I do it for you?" His tongue darted out and swiped along my earlobe. It was such an odd sensation, I made a sound and jerked my head away.

"Sounded like she just loved that, genius." Nathan said dryly.

Kota's eyes rolled. He shifted down my body, trailing from my neck down to my breasts. He sucked once on each numb before continuing his lines down to my belly button. I sucked in heavy breaths as my eyes drifted close. I could feel the hot pad of his tongue sliding over the expanse of my torso.

Some of the time he just used the tip, singling out some small patch of skin a lavishing it with a fierce attention. Other times, he would use the whole of his tongue and make broad swipes to another place.

When he reached the waist of my skirt, he gripped my hips once. I gave him permission by slipping my fingers into his hair and pushing him towards the place that wept with need for him. I could only see the slightest tip of his lips from under him, but I knew Kota was happy.

I was so filled with love- want and need- that I couldn't express just how much I was to him. But I hoped to every God that he knew just how much I did.

My skirt and panties disappear somewhere into the back seat, and Kota's fingers found the moist lips of my most delicate place. It was the lightest touch, a loving touch, but it made me moan. Another hot wave cut through my body, settling deep in the pit of my stomach.

"Jesus, Nathan," Kota breathed deeply, I could feel his chest expand between my knees and felt the warmth of his breath as he huffed out against my thigh. "She's so wet, so ready for me. She's soft and a beautiful pink."

Nathan groaned in my ear. So close and yet so far away. I wished I could touch him. I'd run my hands over his wide shoulders, burying one hand in his hair and the other in Kota's. I'd do as Kota did and lick every inch of Nathan that I could get my tongue on.

Kota's finger slipped inside. Like yesterday, that ache in my stomach squeezed, loving the feeling of being filled- though I knew something was also missing, like just a finger wasn't enough for me. But when he moved, drawing out and slipping in another digit, I moaned, the pleasure taking over. Every small move was bringing me more and more heaven, and when his tongue found my clit, I thought I had died it was so wonderful.

He moaned as I did, the vibrations pushing heat and tingles up and down my arms, tipping me off the ledge I hadn't realized I had been near. I think I screamed, or squeaked as loudly as my voice would let me, and thread my fingers further into Kota's hair, pulling on the soft strands as I pushed off the seat to get more of his mouth on me.

White splotched my vision as I found a small dark spot on the roof of Kota's car, most likely from the previous owners. My body went limp, and I listened to the drone of Nathan's voice next to my ear and Kota's loving hands smoothing over my stomach and thighs.

"I love you Sang." Nathan was saying. "I wish I was inside you right now. I would take you so hard, make you come on my cock, make you whither under me and after I gave you what you wanted, I'd make you beg for it again,"

And then Kota pulled my hips up off the seat to rest on the whole his pelvis- it was similar to some of the positions I found myself in that first night with Owen, but different in all the right ways. One of my legs draped over into the back seat, the other one under the steering wheel. Kota's large hands pressed into my sides, and he slid his erection into my tight heat.

I hadn't lost the feeling of my first orgasm and Kota was already halfway to bringing me to another.

I was right. Kota was large.

So big and long.

Rock hard and soft all at once.

Hitting all the right places, even though he hadn't moved an inch- or all seven- since barring himself to the root inside me.

I think I screamed again.

"Fuck her Kota."

And dear Jesus he did.

Kota started off slow, rutting inside me, just the slightest movements as I adjusted to him. The power behind the small press still slid me slightly across the seat, and I pressed a hand against the door above my head so I didn't dislocate my neck against the door while the other found Kota's bicep. My legs felt numb and unusable.

Then Kota pulled out. Just a small bit. Even with half of his cock filling me, I still felt so full. And when he pressed back in, I lost my voice on the end of my yell, listening as he moaned.

"I said, fuck her Kota. Not baby the minx."

Kota huffed, furthering his rhythm en till I could barely breath against the pleasure.

I drank in the image of Dakota Lee bent over me, his bangs hanging into his beautiful green eyes, sweat starting to bead down on his neck and chest. His mouth slightly agape in ecstasy. I wanted to kiss him.

I reached up for him, my fingers finding his cheek. I moaned, a breathy sound at both the thrust of his dick and the lusty smile he gave me when I gripped at the side of his face- my fingers finding that spot behind his ear.

"Kota," I whispered. "Nathan..."

"That's right baby. Call my name as Kota fucks you. You like that, don't you? Kota's dick spreading you wide and my voice in your ear." Nathan groaned and I suspected he was stroking himself by the soft wet sound that came after his words. "Tell me you like it. Tell Kota how much you like his dick." I throbbed at his words.

I kept my eyes on Kota's as I said; "I love it."

"Tell me exactly what you love, Sang." He said firmly.

"I love Kota's..." I moaned, biting my lip against the dirty words. I couldn't help it, I'd never said anything so... dirty and sexy out loud before. I hadn't even realized being talked dirty to would turn me on as much as it did. Kota thrust in, hitting something inside of me that had my body arching up towards him. "I love your cock!"

"That's it!"

Kota, though by far the quietest out of all of the boys I had had sex with yet, made a low sound and bent forward to take one of my nipples in his mouth as he picked up the pace of his hips. I used the head rest of the drivers seat as leverage to meet each and every one of Kota's thrusts.

My body went numb with the heat Kota was making me feel. I gave silent moans of encouragement.

"Shit," Kota breathed above me, letting go of my nipple with a wet pop. "Your so tight- I'm going to cum."

"That's right," Nathan laughed. The rustle of clothing and the slick of Nathan's hand stroking over his erection filed through the phone louder, filling my ears and turning me on so much more then I had been before. "Cum for us Sang. Cum on Kota's cock."

Kota's thumb found my clit and he pressed. Fire licked through my limbs, and with just a few more thrusts I felt myself come loose on his dick. Kota groaned, his hand reaching out desperately for my hand that gripped the door and held on as I caressed him with my inner walls. He pressed as far as he could into me and came. In the fury of passion and white hot heat, I felt Kota pulse, a warmth filling me deep inside.

"Fuck, I'm coming!" Nathan groaned in my ear, and just like yesterday I could see him coming as though he was right in front of me.

I gazed up at Kota's arched figure, loving the look on his face. If I could, I would have came again from just the look on his face.

As the heat of my orgasm left me, I was left feeling clammy and shivering- though fully satisfied.

"I love you so much Sang, I really shouldn't feel like this." Kota laughed above me, pulling out of me so he could rest his head in the crook of my shoulder.

"Shut up you moron." Nathan huffed. "We're all in too deep. Like hell any of us would want to get out now anyway."

I laughed too. My eyes slipped shut as I breathed in Kota's sweet spice- wondering faintly as I drifted off if that earthy smell was actually Nathans leather and cypress I was smelling, or if it was just my imagination.

Kota woke me what felt like only moments later, but from the way the sun shone through the car windows I could tell it was almost noon. He smiled down at me as he buttoned his dress shirt back into place. My head sat on his thigh and my bare legs curled in the drivers seat.

"You should get dressed." He whispered. There was a slight blush too his cheeks, but it wasn't in embarrassment, it most likely had the same origination as the glint in his eyes. "Mr. Blackbourne called and said if I didn't get you back before his class, he'd rip my spine out through my mouth."

I couldn't help but giggle. Though, the noise was almost completely silent against the hoarseness of my throat. "He wouldn't say something like that."

"Your right." Kota's head bobbed once, looking completely serious now. "Those were Norths words when he found Nathan in the front seat of his Jeep trying to clean up after himself. Mr. Blackbourne was more subtle."

I curled against his tight stomach, shaking in laughter. "Oh cakes!" I wheezed and peeked up at him. "Did North really find-"

"Yes, just after you fell asleep." Kota grinned. "It's sad I didn't record it."

"I think your turning into Luke!" Kota laughed as I sat up, noticing that my bra had been hooked behind my back again. I felt my face flush and I quickly pulled my shirt back the right way, smoothing down the wrinkles from being behind my head for so long.

I searched the floor for my skirt and panties. "Kota..." I said slowly, remembering that he had thrown them in the back.

"I got it," His voice had a failed edge, like he was trying not to laugh again. The door opened and Kota got out, going around to the drives side to grab my clothes before slipping back into the front seat- this time behind the wheel. "Here you go."

I thanked him. It was a slight struggle to get my things on while sitting sideways, but I managed without kicking Kota more then twice. As he started the car, I un-clipped my messy and tangled hair. With only my fingers to brush out the snaggles was painful, but when I got my hair up again I caught Kota smiling at me.

His eyes strayed to me every few moments, when he thought he could look away from the road. "Your cute after sex."

Taken by surprise, I sputtered. "W-hat?"

Kota laughed again. It seemed he couldn't keep the smile off his face.

I quite liked the care free and happy Kota after making love.

"Your cute." He said again. "As in adorable, pretty, beautiful, captivating. Would you like me to list more synonyms?"

I knew he could, but I was too embarrassed to test his knowledge. I waved a hand in the air, trying to hide my face from him with the other. "No... no, that's enough synonyms."

He smirked in victory. He took one hand off the wheel and took up mine, squeezing. He didn't say anything as we get into Goose Creek, but as we pulled into the school parking lot, I spotted North's Jeep, and standing beside it, a very slumped Nathan, an angry North, and amused Gabriel and Luke.

Kota pulled in next to them and I had just clicked my seat belt off when Gabriel flung my door open and dragged me out. He pulled me into his arms, and I breathed in something sweet and sour, like roses and oranges. "Hey Trouble."

My cheek found the crook of his neck and I smiled. "Hello Meanie."

"I heard you got Nathan into trouble, Trouble."

I giggled, feeling guilty but happy no one was yelling for being late to school- or knowing Nathan had been having phone sex while Kota and I had... actual sex. "I really didn't mean to."

"I wouldn't have given a crap," North rumbled from behind me. Gabriel moved and I was deposited into Norths tight embrace. "But you don't do that shit in another mans car, Baby. It's just gross."

"Oh, no," Luke laughed, his voice teasing. "You wouldn't have minded if it was your stuff all over the steering wheel, but since it's Nathans-"

North spun, facing Luke with a hard glare. "I have to touch that wheel. I don't want Nathan spunk all over it."

"Hey now." Kota's voice rang out. He looked the same as in the car- smiling and carefree- but his voice held the authoritative power it usually did. "For one, don't talk like that with Sang here. She's a lady, respect that. And two; you can just sanitize it and be done, but if you really can't get over it, Nathan will buy you a new steering wheel."

"What?" Nathan's head spun to look disbelievingly at Kota. I was distracted for a moment as Luke slid his hand into my own, squeezing and giving me a large smile. But the conversation in front of me drew back my attention. "It was as much my fought as it was yours."

Kota gave him a look. "You came on it, you pay for it."

Luke snorted so hard he started coughing. "Oh baby Jesus, I'm writing that one down!" Even North cracked a small smile at Kota's words.

For a moment, we all stood- or well, the boys stood, North still held me in his arms- in the school parking lot.

Surprisingly it was Luke whom broke the silence. "We should get back. Lunch is about to end."

"Luke's right." Kota said. He motioned for the school, inviting us to go ahead of him. He reached into the back seat to grab our bags. He handed my violin to Gabriel and we all started our walk to our usual place in the quart yard.

I was surprised by the lack of tension. While I knew the other boys knew I was having sex with the others, it occurred to me that normal men would be furious if their girlfriends had slept with anyone else. Something deep inside me said none of my relationship with the boys was normal.

Though, I quickly forgot about that line of thought as I came to 'girlfriend' again. "Hey," I said quietly, leaning my chin on Norths shoulder as I looked back at the other guys. His hands readjusted under my butt and I flexed my toes towards the ground in expectation of being set down, but he didn't lower me. My hands found his shoulders. "Am I all of you guys' girlfriend?"

Luke gave me an odd look, like he didn't understand the question. But Nathan and Kota started chuckling.

"Yes you are Angele." Silas's deep rubble came from behind me just before he whisked me out of North's grasp. "Your my sweet girlfriend. My Angele Mou. My beautiful Night Flower."

I blushed bright red at his words. My arms slid around his neck. "Hello Silas." My words were all but whispered against his broad chest.

He let out a rumbling chuckle that vibrated my chest, and I smiled at the feeling of his arms around me. His nose found the crook of my neck, a part of his unshaven face roughed against my chin and scratched against the delicate skin there. But as always, Silas's hugs were the best.

Silas turned and plopped himself hard onto one of the cement benches we had claimed as ours with me still in his arms. Victor quickly pulled my hand onto his lap, rubbing over the skin between my thumb and pointer. "Hi Victor."

Victors high cheekbones pinkened a bit, but he smiled back. "Hello Princess."

"Oi," Gabriel dropped my violin gently at his feet then dropped hard to the ground. "Stop hogging her. I want some Sang too."

Silas leaned his head on my shoulder. "We're at school. I'm her boyfriend here, and we don't need any more rumors spreading. So, I win."

Luke huffed out a laugh from the other bench. "So not fair is more like it."

"I know how you feel," Nathan grumbled.

"You don't get to talk." Silas said. "You've had her almost every night since she moved in with her."

Nathan opened his mouth to protest, but another stern look from Kota silenced him. He turned his eyes to me, and almost instantaneously they sparked with that light from back in the car, sharing a secret with me I didn't quiet think I understood. "I think you should talk to Mr. Blackbourne about splitting your time up a little better. Spend a few days at someone else house or maybe switch every other night."

I thought about Kota's words for a moment. Then I remembered Mr. Blackbourne.

'I'll see you in Music Room B, Sang, about the incident at Mr. Griffin's today during our usual time.'

I let out a groan, throwing my head back against Silas's shoulder.

"I don't want you to think we're just passing you around Sang," Kota said. He bent in front of me and I quickly directed my attention to him. His brows were frowned, a worried look crossing his face. I hated to see him like that. "But I think it would be-"

"No," I said quietly. I gave him my warmest smile. "I was just thinking about what happened yesterday-"

"That was certainly a very different reaction to the one you had this morning."

I flushed red but couldn't stop the up turn of my lips. "Mr. Blackbourne wants to see me in his office about the pool incident."

"Pool incident?" Victor asked, just as Nathan started cracking up. He doubled over on the bench, holding his knees and going silent after a moment for laughing too hard.

"She-She pulled Mr. Blackbourne into the pool yesterday!" He wheezed. "God, it was awesome! She asked him for his help out, and then she just-" His words broke off as he went into another fit of silent giggles. It through Luke and Gabriel first, and then Nathan doubled over, trying to explain once more but lost it halfway through again, and at drew everyone else into their own fits.

My phone vibrated in it's confines of my bra. I reached in and opened the text. Under me, Silas shifted for his own phone.

Mr. Blackbourne: Mr. Griffin is required forty-eight hours of CPR training starting today after school. Anyone else caught speaking about the pool incident will join him.

I glanced up at Nathan, finding him and everyone else staring down at their phones. Nathan was making a face, one part horror the other part humor. "Well crap."

"How does he know?" Luke whispered in a dramatic voice, looking around as though he was expecting Mr. Blackbourne to pop out of a trash can and shoot us all with curare darts.

"Doesn't he use the speakers in the phones?" I asked quietly, pressing my lip to my teeth. Nathan gave me a look and I quickly let it go.

My phone vibrated in my hand, making me jump. It was another text from Mr. Blackbourne.

Mr. Blackbourne: I'm sorry to inform you Miss Sorenson, but I just so happen to be a ninja. I do not need the phone recorders.

"Holy shit," Silas said loudly behind me. "I think Mr. Blackbourne just made a joke."

After lunch Nathan walked me to Music Room B. Just inside the door way, he leaned into to whisper in my ear. "You were amazing this morning with Kota, Peanut. Lets do it again soon."

I was left blushing bright red and floating outside the door. But, not a moment later, the warning bell rang and I was reminded of why I was standing there. Mr. Blackbourne was going to be so mad at me...

I hesitated with my hand on the golden handle. He was going so going to kill me. I just knew it.

Without another thought, I pushed open the door and entered.

I squeaked, trying to rush away from the sudden movement, but Mr. Blackbourne was much fast. He threw the door shut behind me, clicking the lock into place, and gripped me tight around the midsection.

He picked me up high enough for my toes to just barely touch the ground. He moved both of us further into the room, dropping me- though very gently- in the middle of the room.

Mr. Blackbourne rounded me. He moved fast but never lost that static perfectness he always had. In front of the piano, he stopped, spinning on his heal and drawing something off the sleek black top.

He held up the black and white material with one hand, the other held out an frilly apron. "You will change into this as soon as you get back from Silas's tomorrow night."

Was that... Mr. Blackbourne wanted me to wear a maid costume...

Shih tzu on a stick, I wish he would have just yelled. It would have been much better.

Okay, I just have to mention a few things before I sign off and pave the way for the next installment of Sang Leans To Be Shared:

1.) I find long sleeve shirts that hide girls hands are one of the cutest things ever. Even though I'm Bi, I find only girls to be able to pull off the 'too-long sleeve' look, even though I find men's large hands sexy too. And Sang being one of those cute, small girls whom can pull off the too-long sleeves with a grace, I had to in corporate it.

2.) This chapter was by far the hardest to write. While spending every spare moment on Kota's chapter, I was working for a friend of my boss in Tokyo, named Masaki Tatsuhawa. I love this guy, he's awesome and while his English needs LOTS of work and he technically is my boss, he encourages me to write and do whatever I want even when I'm on the clock. But, sadly, I was not able to bed Lady Muse while writing this story.

In fact, I had even tried to re-read the series to get my head back on track. Let's just say, it didn't work too well. Anyway, I apologize for the wait!

3.) Once again, I am so sorry about the False-Chapter-Five. My plane ride to LAX is one of the most cringe-worthy one I have experienced yet. And that includes the one where I ended up in Russia instead of the Czech Republic (Do not ask me how!).

For those of you who don't know what I do, officially my title is 'Tech Specialist', but I'm actually just a glorified digital cataloger for my grandmothers action company who fixes computers on the side.

4.) If anyone want's to know how in the world I finished this chapter, well... It's all thanks to iHeart and a wonderful playlist that I completely tuned out as I was fueled on 23 hours of not sleeping and six pot's of coffee. Thank you Cool Kids Radio.

Anyway, I hope you all in joyed! Watch out for the continuation of chapter FIVE 5.5 A second Mr. Blackbourne chapter. (Maybe.)