Warm lips pressed to Ville's temple. "Mmm...I don't want to get up. It's to early." He whined rolling onto his belly and hiding his face in the sheets. A sweet giggle filled the air and a hand messaged his shoulder. "But, it's almost 2 in the afternoon, Ville." Ara said. "I don't care. I'm not doing anything to day. I'm just going to lay here." He mumbled. "I thought you wanted to get to that level." She said. Ville pulled Ara under the covers and hide his face in her hair. "Mmm..You're hair smells like honey." He said taking a deep breath. "Yeah, it's my shampoo." She replied. Ville moved and took a whiff of her neck. It smelled like skin. "What soap do you use?" "Unscented. My skin is to sensitive for anything else." she replied facing him. "You have sensitive skin." "Yeah, scented stuff makes me break out and my skin burns...so, yeah, scented stuff is not nice to me." Ville renuzzled her neck and sighed with contentment. "What are your fave colors?" Ara asked playing with his hair. "Black, red, purple and blue. What are yours?" "Same, including green." Ville sat up and looked at her. She smiled uncontrollably. "Yes, I know that your eyes are green. It's extremely hard not to notice, cause they're so breath taking." She stated rubbing his ear. Ville smiled back. "Favorite movie?" Ara thought a second. "Don't really have one. I'm a really big movie buff. But, if I had a gun to my head and had to choose I'd say...Lord of the Rings. As nerdy as that is. What about you?" She replied. "Nightmare before Christmas." "When did you lose your boyhood?" Ville blushed. "At 19 and it was horrible." "Why was it horrible?" Ara teasingly pressed. "Just so much went wrong before and during. It wasn't comfortable. Come to think of it all my sexual pleasures were. How old were you?" "17. Hated it myself." Ara said rolling her eyes. "Why did you?" Ville asked. "Rather not talk about." She looking away from him. "Ara..." Ville whispered in shock. "You...you...you were..." A tear escaped Ara's eye, she got up and locked herself in the bathroom.

"Ara, come on open the door. We don't have talk about it. We'll change the subject. Come out, please, kulta." He pleaded from the door. He could only hear her crying. "Go away, Ville. I want to be alone." She called. Ville sighed. 'Has to be a way to get in there? Where's Bam?' He thought looking through the house for the skater. He found him in the work out room. "Bam, Ara locked herself in the bathroom in her room is there a way in, without breaking anything?" He asked his long time friend. "Yeah, just grab the door handle, pull up and in. That should work." Bam said. "Thanks, Bammie." Ville said going back to Ara's room. He did as Bam told him and the door popped open. Looking inside, Ara was sitting on the floor against the tub with her face in her drawn up knees. He sat next to her and pulled her into his lap. "I'm sorry. I never meant to talk...to upset you like this. I'm very sorry." He said rocking her. "It's not your fault." She sniffed. "What did you call me before you came in?" "Kulta?" He repeated. "Why?" "My granddad always called me that. My mother's adoptive parents were Finnish and my granddad called me that cause he said I was his favorite of my siblings." She smiled. Ville smiled as well. "Well, your granddad and I have something in common. Your my favorite person in the world." He flirted. "Yeah, I got this fave person in the world too." She nodded. "Oh, yeah, What's he like?" "Oh my god!" She squeaked turning to face him, "He's sooo hot. I mean ever since I met him I couldn't stop thinking of him. Seeing him, hearing him, anything that has to do with him, just melts me." She said running the tips of her fingers over his side. "What was the first thing you noticed seeing him again?" Ville asked. "His scent, I find it comforting and...and." Ara sighed heavenly. "I've loved and love a lot of people because it's who I am. But, him...I love in a different way. I love...I'm in love with him. Took me long enough to understand that too." She snuggled under his chin. Ville rubbed his cheek against the top of her hand and twisted her hair around his finger, curling it. "So, who might this guy be?" He asked. Ara looked up at him. "You, you dink. You know that I was talking about you." She laughed. "Just making sure, love." He laughed back.

"Oh...Oh...um sorry...sorry." Seth said covering his eyes seeing Ara and Ville on the floor. "Why you covering your eyes? We're not naked." Ara scoffed. "I..I don't know." Seth replied looking at them. "What are you guys doing anyway?" "We're talking. What do you need?" Ville replied. "I have to go to the bathroom badly. But the guys have purposely locked themselves in th over bathrooms, trying to get me to pee myself." He explained. Ara busted out laughing. She keeled over on the floor holding her side. Ville shook his head and picked her up, carrying her into the bedroom. "There ya go." Ville said as he layed Ara down. "Thanks a mil." Seth said rushing into the bathroom. "Ara..Ara, breath!" He yelled patting her cheek, when she stopped because of laughing to hard. Ara took a deep breath and continued laughing. "Ok...ok. That's enough. Cool off." He said sitting next to her. She calmed down and rolled onto her side. "I have some of the most retarded friends in the world. Honestly, Your the most intelligent person I've met through Bam." She said. Ville chuckled. "I'm serious. Everyone else are daredevils, lazy ass, slacking, dead beat, drug addict, low IQ hillbillies. But, I love them like family." She smiled. "Makes all kinds of people to make the world go round." Ville answered. "Hey, why does Bam call you a Snail?" Ara arched an eyebrow at him. "I'm worse than a hermit." She smiled. "I only go outside unless I have no other choice." She said. "Really?" "Yeah, Cause of my fear of a lot of people." She said. Ville nodded. Ara circled her finger around Ville's tone thigh. "You still haven't made up for last night, Vilo." She said in a low voice. "No, I haven't, have I?" He said scratching his chin. "What are you going to do?" She asked kissing his neck. "Did you sleep last night?" "No, I told you I don't sleep." She said rubbing her lips over his jugular. "How about I put you to sleep?" He said catching her chin and looking into her beautiful eyes. "How do you purpose to do that, Mr. Valo?" She asked in a curious tone. "Sing to you." He said. "But, Your voice doesn't bore." "I can make it soothe you. So, lay down and get comfy." He ordered.

Ara did as Ville told her. She crawled under the blankets and snuggled into the Tempurpedic mattress. Ville layed down behind her. He wrapped his arms around her and began to sing a song, she never heard before. Slowly, Ara's eyes drifted shut. Her breathing relaxed and for the first time since she was 10, Ara fell asleep. Ville let his voice drift off and laughed softly. "That happened faster than I thought. But, not sleeping for that long does things." He whispered. Bam stumbled into the room. His eyes were closed, telling Ville that he had just woke up. "Move over, my back is killing me from sleeping on the damn couch." He groaned. "Lay behind me. I don't want Ara to wake up due to your sleeping habits." Ville said. Bam growled laying behind Ville. He buried his face in between the singer's shoulder blades and layed his hand on his hip. Ville shifted his hips, pulling away from the skater. "Bam, I'm not into that anymore. How many more times do I have to tell you that?" Ville hissed. "Come on, Willa. She's asleep." Bam whined. "No. Now leave me alone." He snapped pulling closer to Ara. Bam grunted and turned his back to him.

Ara opened her eyes. She was facing Ville, her face in his neck. His scent in her nose. She sighed in content. A groan alerted her out of her heaven. Her eyes narrowed. Sitting up she saw Bam. "Oh, hell no!" She yelled startling Bam and Ville. Bam fell to the floor. Ara throw a pillow at him. "Out! Out! Out!" She yelled. Bam ran out of the room. "Ara?" Ville said looking at her confused. "He's not allowed in my room." She said slamming the bedroom door shut. "This is my safe place from those retards and I'm not going to let them destroy it." She said leaning against the door. Ville's eyes lite up. "You're gorgeous all worked up." He said. "Suck up." She said laying back down. Ville shrugged. "What is your favorite food?" He asked. "Burritos. Yours?" "Spaghetti." Ville replied. "What do you hate about being a Rocker?" Ara layed her head in his belly. Ville took a deep breath as he thought. "Lack of sleep and drooling fan girls." Ara laughed. "I hate the no privacy." Ville reached down and stroked her hair. "What was your first tattoo?" Ara sat up and pulled her shirt up. On her side was a portrait picture of a handsome young man. Below the tattoo was the name 'Jonny.' "It's the friend of your's that dead." Ville said. "Yeah. I was 16 when I got it." Ara replied. Ville flipped over his right wrist showing the heart on it. "I got this when I was 23. The writing was later on." He said rubbing it. "I like hearts. Their very beautiful things. I've tattooed a lot of them." "You tattoo?" Ville asked. "Yeah, I was originally going to as a career, but, pro sports and music came up." She replied rubbing the tattoo sleeve on her right arm. "Who've you tattooed?" "CKY crew, Finger, Dani, myself and many of my friends." She said. "I'm the one who tattooed 'Love metal' on Bam's forearm and the Heartagram on Kat's finger. Also, tattooed the massive tattoo on Finger's back." "That's cool. What tattoos did you give yourself?" Ara pulled off her socks. On the bottom of her feet were numbers. Her left foot has '666' and her right '222'. "What does that mean?" "666 is on the left because I left the devil behind and 222 is on my right because I'm on the right path of Buddha." Ville nodded.

Ville and Ara stayed in bed and talked about everything and anything. Around 5, Ara had to go check on things around the house. "Do you have to get out of bed?" He whined pulling her over his body. "Yes, I do. I have to make sure no one mess up the house, so you can be as lazy as you want." Ara said kissing his cheek. Ville pouted. "Aw, I promise to come back." "And if you don't?" He asked. "I'll let you do what ever you want." Ara replied. "To you?" He smiled slyly. Ara narrowed her eyes at him. "I guess so." Ville let her go instantly. Ara laughed and got up. "See you in a bit." She blow him a kiss and closed the door. Ville layed back and folded his arms behind his head. "I love that women." He sighed. The bedroom door opened and closed. "Thought you went to check on the house, Ara?" Ville said not looking up. "She is." Bam replied back. Ville jumped out of bed. "Jesus! Bam. What the hell are you doing? You're not allowed in here." He panted. "But, I want to see you." Bam whispered stepping closer. "You see me now leave." Ville said stepping back. "Why can't we be together anymore, Willa?" Bam asked tracing Ville's jaw line with his finger. "I'm not Bi anymore and we were never together. It was just drunkin nights of stupidity." Ville said pushing Bam away. "But, it meant something to me." Bam whimpered. "Well, I'm sorry for that. But, it mean nothing to me." Ville retorted cruelly. Bam slapped Ville across the face. Ville held his lip as he looked at Bam, with tears in his light green eyes. "Bitch!" Bam snapped. "You said that you weren't bi or gay, Bam. What happened just happened. So, who's the real bitch?" Ville growled. Bam raised his hand to slap Ville again, Ville winced, but Bam's hand was caught. "Bam, you know better." Ara said coolly. "How did you know I was in here?" He asked. "You walk and talk like a damn elephant." She replied pushing him towards the door. Offended, Bam left.

"You ok?" Ara asked looking at Ville with concern. "Yeah, no blood." He smiled. "What was that about anyway?" She asked. Ville looked at his feet nervously. "You know that Bam's Bi and that I am?" He asked not looking at her. "Yeah." Ara replied sitting down. "Well, we had a thing together for a little bit before I broke it off." Ville told her. "Why'd you break it off?" "He got obsessive, controlling and little abusive." "Define a little." "He'd hit me or something when I did something wrong, if I didn't move fast enough or didn't do what he said. Things like that." Ara growled deeply. "Please don't tell him I told you." Ville begged. "Ville, he's not going to touch you when I'm around." Ara said. Ville hugged Ara. "Thank you." He whispered. "Don't mention it." She smiled.