Hello readers – haha, if I have any – anyway, it's another story mostly about Fax, the only thing I write about. Hope you enjoy them…and read!

~Chapter One~

"Can we go outside?" Nudge whined, itching to get out of her seat.

"Fine, but I'm in charge," I placed the plates in the sink.

"Why is she always in charge?" Fang complained, turning to me, his face annoyed.

"Because I'm the oldest." I told him simply.

"Yeah, by four months! And you never let me forget it!" Fang pointed out.

"It's not my fault that I was born first, it was just fate that I was chosen to be oldest." I said smugly.

"You weren't chosen to be oldest; it was just the way it happened!" Fang wouldn't go down without a fight. Just like me.

"Whatever, I'm in charge and you have to do everything I say." I poked my tongue out at him.

"Max, Fang, please act your age." Iggy stood between us.

"Says the one who likes…" I started.

"…blowing things up for a hobby." Fang finished for me.

"It's creepy how they do that," Iggy whispered to Gazzy. Gazzy giggled.

I looked at Fang, and we both nodded. We threw a pillow at Iggy and high-fived.

"It's even creepier when they do that," Iggy shook his head.

"Come on guys, let's go outside," Nudge said, clapping her hands, as if that would make us move faster.

I picked Angel up, who was still giggling at Iggy.

"Wow, the weather is sooo great! I can't believe the weather today is so fantastic! Oh my god, is that a daisy? I learnt how to make a daisy chain. Wait, I wanna make a daisy chain! Angel, I'll show you how to make a daisy chain. And we can wear them, and, and-" Iggy covered Nudge's mouth with his hand.

"Give it a rest, why don't you?" He sighed.

I put Angel down who ran towards Nudge, who had already arrived at her favourite spot. Iggy whispered something to Gazzy, and they went off somewhere hidden by the trees.

"Why do I get a feeling that they're up to something?" I eyed Iggy and Gazzy before they disappeared.

"They're always up to something," Fang rolled his eyes.

Fang and I headed up to our usual spot – our secret spot, which we never showed the rest of the Flock – and sat down. We let the silence pass.

"I still can't believe we're free," Fang said after the silence.

"Yeah, well I think – no, I know – this won't be temporary. They're bound to find us sooner or later." I sighed.

"Max. Max. Max," he looked into my eyes. It was kind of getting intense. I held my gaze. "Don't worry, we're safe." I took my hand.

I looked down to my shoes. Wow, they're really…never mind. All I concentrate on was his hand in mine and the how close he was. He face was inches away from mine. Crap. "Well..."I started.

"Well, what?" He forced me to look at his face.

"Um...I...just…don't know how safe we are." I swallowed. Hard.

"We're fine." He whispered into my hair. I wrapped his arms around my waist.

This was getting out of hand. What should I do?

"Max, just forget about the Flock and our safety, and think about us." He stroked my hair, his fingers gentle. It was kind of soothing.

No, this must stop…but, his voice was so soothing and soft. Crap. Crap. Why does Fang do this to me?

Wait – us? Did he just say us?

"Us?" I asked suddenly, afraid.

"Yeah, Max. You know there's something between us. I know I had more than brotherly feelings for you. I think…I might love you." Fang whispered, right into my ear.

"What?" Fang snap out of this, you're talking nonsense. Is he?

"Max," he pulled my head to face his. He placed his forehead against mine. "I love you."

Whoa, did he…am I…? I think I'm having a nightmare…or a dream?

Suddenly he gently placed his lips onto mine. My mind blank, I couldn't think at all. All I smelt, saw, felt, heard and tasted, was Fang.

Mmmm, Fang.

What's happening to me? A few seconds ago we were just best friends, now we're, we're, I can't say it. We're kissing. Me and Fang.