Hey guys, your girl xxfudoodullsxx is back. Here is a brand new story with a brand new set of characters I don't normally use. I'm probably jumping on this couple late, but I was like why not. Hope you like it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone. Never have, probably never will. I don't own the music either.

Toner

Aubrey's POV

Did she really just say that? I mean of course she did, gosh you're not deaf Aubrey. I don't even think you're really even bothered that she just said that to you. It's more of… is it, um, true? Wait… why am I even thinking about this right now?! She probably just said it to be funny after my 'toner' comment. Yeah, you know Beca, always being the one to give me a hard time with her childish but cute sarcasm. Stupid Beca and her stupid good singing. And stupid Chloe for finding out she can sing in the first place. I mean, who just magically pops in someone's shower stall without asking? Wait shower?! Maybe Chloe knows if Beca has that extra piece of equipment she just so happened to kindly yell out about not even 10 minutes ago. DAMN IT! Why am I back to this? I mean, I couldn't possibly… no, hell no Aubrey. You don't and never will like Beca Mitchell. With her ear monstrosities, and her alternative style, and her always trying to lead the Bellas, and... and her smirk, and her clever comebacks, and the way she sings, and don't even get me started on that sexy bad ass attitude she always has….. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! "You just need to get a nice shower and a latte to get your mind off of this." I mumbled already making my way to the door. Then I heard a whisper and turned around; only to be met with Lilly. "Holy shit Lilly!" I clutched my heart hoping to regain my composure as she just smiled at me. "What are you doing just standing there in the shadows?" Her lips moved, but I swear nothing came out. I have to being going deaf. "What?" she sighed and I got closer.

"I said I ate a bat once when I was little." I looked at her with disbelief and walked away.

"Nothing, I hear nothing."

…

Ugh, hot water. I swear showers after a brutal Bella practice is like a piece of heaven. I had just got in after making sure I wasn't deaf and finding an empty bathroom. And you're probably wondering 'why empty?' It's so I don't have to rush my shower and/or listen to the terrible singers that just always happen to be in the stall next to mine. I was so lost in the mist and the heat that I didn't even hear that someone had entered the bathroom until the door closed. Just being curious I stopped what I was doing and peaked out of my curtain. But before I can see anything the person stepped into the stall two showers down from mine. Without much thought I continued my shower… up until the person started singing. Normally that would be my cue to leave but the voice was so raspy, so beautiful and… so familiar. Beca.

Love you like a brother

Treat you like a friend

Respect you like a lover

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa

The song sounded familiar, but I couldn't quite put my finger on the exact name of it. I didn't try hard to though as I got lost in her voice like it was my favorite radio station.

If you be the cash, I'll be the rubber band

You be the match, imma be your fuse

Boom

Painter baby you, could be the muse

I'm the reporter baby, you could be the news

Cause you're the cigarette, and I'm the smoker

We raise a bet, cause you're the joker

Truth though, you are the chalk

And I could be the blackboard

And you can be the talk, and I could be the walk

When she got to the chorus I finally realized the song. It was 'Sure Thing' by Miguel. But why on earth was she singing it in the shower? Whatever the reason was, it didn't matter anymore as again I drowned into her voice.

Even when the sky comes falling

Even when the sun don't shine

I got faith in you and I

So put your pretty little hand in mine

Even when we're down to the wire baby

Even when it's do or die

We can do it baby simple and plain

Cause this love is a sure thing

I almost felt as if I was getting off to her voice, when my body sent chills everywhere. And I meant everywhere. What would she even think or say if she knew that only a few stalls down, someone was contemplating using her voice as their own personal lady jam? And it being me of all people?! Fuck Aubrey, get yourself together. No one would ever let you live this down if they knew that you actually might have a little tiny crush on the midget.

You could be the lover, I'll be the fighter babe

If I'm the blunt, you could be the lighter babe

Fire it up

But. That. Fucking. Voice! It was that voice that brought this same girl back into my life. The first time I met her was at the activity fair when Chloe had called her out of the crowd of freshmen. Yeah, freshman. Just another thing on my no-no list for dating as a senior at Barden University. Yet she seemed to weasel her way into my brain with that smirk. Damn you and that smirk Beca. Anyway, when she left us that day with a quick 'I don't even sing' and a month had passed by, she was so far gone from my brain that I couldn't even remember meeting her. But life has a funny way of messing with you when you feel like everything is going great. That day she showed up at auditions I was ready to vomit all over again. Except instead of it being about how many bad singers we got that day, it would be from nerves.

"I didn't know we had to prepare that song." She muttered while continuing her walk to the front of the stage.

"Oh, that's okay. Sing anything you want." I almost hit Chloe in the face for that. Almost. But I couldn't really be surprised. Of course it would be like her to be different, but as annoyed as I got, I was also rather intrigued to know what song she would perform instead. She sat down on the stage and asked to borrow our pen cup and all I could do was stare. She begin tapping on the cup making a small beat and just when I thought that it was going to be stupid, she opened her mouth.

I got my ticket for the long way 'round

Two bottle whiskey for the way

And I sure would like some sweet company

And I'm leaving tomorrow, what d'you say?

When I'm gone, when I'm gone

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

You're gonna miss me by my hair

You're gonna miss me everywhere

Oh I know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone

I swear if it was possible I would've melted. But I held composure as Chloe smiled at her. Ever since that day she has been making my life hard and it's only been a couple of weeks. I swear I almost beat the crude out of Chloe when I saw her get all in Beca's face the first night of initiation. If she would've kissed her, I would've put her six feet under. But her being my best friend I would've dug her back up. Anyway, my whole point is that it's all Beca's fault. If she really just couldn't sing I would be free of her and my unsettling thoughts of her. But I'm not. She can sing. She's in the Bellas. And she's so got damn sexy. Without even over thinking it I joined her in singing the last chorus of the song. Our voices blending together so perfectly like cream in coffee.

Even when the sky comes falling

Even when the sun don't shine

I got faith in you and I

So put your pretty little hand in mine

Even when we're down to the wire baby

Even when it's do or die

We can do it baby simple and plain

Cause this love is a sure thing

I stopped singing as she finished the song out and I cut the water off. I wrapped the light pink towel around my body, grabbed the rest of my stuff, and walked out of the stall.

"Aubrey?" She said. I knew I probably shouldn't turn around but why wouldn't I? And when did she cut her shower off anyway? I turned around and was met with intense blue eyes. "That was you?" I nodded, even though it clearly had to be me seeing as we were the only ones in here. "I didn't know you knew Miguel. Gosh, I guess I really should stop under estimating you Bellas." Bellas? Who else was she talking ab… Oh wait, Chloe. I forgot.

"Yeah, you should." She walked up to me closer with her towel hanging loosely on her small frame. "You sounded amazing." I was quick to put a hand over my mouth as soon as that slipped. She just laughed it off.

"It's okay. I don't think the aca-Gods are going to strike you if you give me a compliment." I dropped my hand from my mouth as a small smile spread across my face. "And thanks, even though I think you made it a lot better when you came in at the hook." I couldn't even fight the blush that snuck its way on my cheeks. And at that very moment, when that smirk found a way on her lips, was when I remembered my thought from earlier and my eyes landed on her lower region. I don't think I've said this enough seeing as I'm standing here just staring and wondering what's held underneath that towel, but… WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! You're just staring at her and she's probably looking at you like you're crazy. "Uh, Aubrey?" And when I thought I would have to take my eyes out to stop looking at that spot, she bent down in front of me. "Did you lose something on my towel?" I was about to go in panic mode until I saw her smile.

"Um, I have to go. You know me, have to get my coffee." She nodded and I made my way to the door. But before even reaching the handle I got an interesting idea. Boys get hard. Now I know Beca was no boy, but if she really did have a dick she could get hard too. All she needed was a little show. I turned around as she was making her way to the door and 'accidentally' bumped into her, which just so happen to take my towel along with her. "Damn it, I'm sorry Beca." I said staring as she seemed to be frozen. The only thing that moved on her body was her eyes that roamed mine before she turned around, threw the towel back at me and rushed out of the bathroom. Interesting.

…

"You can't possibly think she's packing, can you?" Yes I actually told someone, and that someone being Chloe. On my way to get a latte I passed her by and asked if she would join me. Not being the one to pass up on free things she said yes.

"Yes, I can and it just might be true." She shook her head at me and took a sip from her latte. I on the other hand had transferred to coffee 10 minutes ago.

"No Bree, there's no way. I'm not saying it's not possible or anything, but if it was true we would all know by now." I looked at her curious.

"And why do you think that?"

"Because for one, I was naked in a shower with her. I'm not trying to sound coincident or anything but, how could she not get a toner looking at all this?" She said while motioning her hands over her body. Which reminds me…

"I thought you said that you sung with her in the shower that day. Wasn't she facing you?" Chloe shook her head 'no'.

"She had her back to me the whole time; I just thought she was shy or self-conscious of her body." Uh, another failed attempt at learning if she actually has something else down there. "Then you have Stacie that is probably 5% away from being a pornstar, that 5% being she stays in her clothes most of the time in practice." I had to agree with that one, any boy that would've snuck into our practices would've had quite a party with himself watching Stacie violate herself. "Plus, Fat Amy would've called it like when she said Cynthia Rose was a lesbian." That caught me.

"She really is?" Chloe nodded.

"She told me after the initiation party. She said she would feel more comfortable if at least one person she was cool with on the Bellas knew." I nodded slowly, understanding. "Besides all of that, what has got you so interested in Beca and her may or may not be there extra friend?" Okay, I could lie it off and just be curious forever. Or… I could tell her the truth in which I know she'll help me find out about Beca? Here goes nothing…

"I have the hots for Beca." And then it got really quiet.

"Damn." I looked up to see a smirking Chloe. It almost resembled Beca's. I guess I know whose she's been spending her time with. "I thought I was the only one." Oh no.

"We're not going to have one of those best friend smackdown moments because we like the same person, are we?" She shook her head.

"You probably like her the same reason why I like her. She's so… interesting." I could defiantly agree with that. "And it doesn't hurt that she's undeniably hot. I mean I've never been one for the bad ass attitude before, but damn she does it so well." Yeah, we were defiantly on the same page.

"I know right, and then imagine if this whole extra equipment thing is true? And especially if she's good with it?" My mind was already over flowing with thoughts of her and heat was flooding to my cheeks.

"Only one way to find out…"

Tell me if you like what I've got going so far. If people actually start to like it, I'll make it into a story. But if you guys end up not feeling it, I'll wrap this up quick in probably the next chapter or two. Hope you guys like it though.