"I can't believe I'm doing this." Ranger spat helping me carry Blaz's body by his arms to my science teacher's house. At least I think that's where Mr Cat is leading us.

"I can't believe you're still whining. If you were the one who got shot I would have forced Blaz to do the same thing." I took Blaz from him and Blaz's unconscious body weighed me down so I struggled to hold him up. "Ugh alright you wouldn't happen to have a teleporting thingamagiga would ya?"

"A what?"

I sighed. Of course not. "Alright let's see if I can do it." Blaz can you be any heavier?

"What are you doing?"

"Sh. Don't ruin my concentration." I closed my eyes trying to make myself teleport. "Ugh why can't I do it!?"

Blaz's lips suddenly met my ear. "The cat." He whispered weakly.

We disappeared from existence and in a blink of an eye I was in someone's kitchen. My science teacher stood in a pair of glittery pink pants with a coffee cup lifted up to his lips and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Mr Riley... hey..." Blaz rolled his head back and snickered.

"Nice pants." Then he collapsed to the floor once again unconscious.

"What is with you two?" Mr Riley snapped at me. "Can't even have one night out!"

"Mr Riley he's dying." I said incredulously. He sighed irritated.

"You're all always dying."

~ 🎶 ~

He put us in the same room we were in last time. Same cosy small room and cosy bed but clear of any drug petal. Mr Riley had laid him down tending to the wound and when he was done I stepped out from the corner and sat on the bed.

"Blaz." I cupped his face in my hands. "Blaz please wake up." Mr Riley removed my hands and forced me to back away from the bed.

Mr Riley asked allowed. "How long are you going to pretend you're unconscious?"

A smile formed onto the devil's face. "I wanted her to admit that she was uncontrollably in love with me and that if I came back to life she would do a strip tease."

"You're a piece of shit." I spat.

"Still in pain though."

Mr Riley sighed. "I'm going back to marking reports." He left the room for some reason simply annoyed with the boh of us being at his house. I couldn't think of anywhere else to go! I couldn't bring a Dark Angel to a hospital. Could I?

Then it hit me. "Wait he's marking reports in those pants?" Oh I wonder if I could sneak a peek at mine...

"You cried." He captured my attention. I glowered as he grinned at me from the bed.

I sat down again and wiped away the sweat on his forehead with a wet cloth Mr Riley left on the nightsand. "Please my mascara is too expensive." I sniffled giving myself away. His hand slid across the cover almost unnoticably and almost touched my free hand. I moved it away.

"Did you see who shot me?" He asked disenchanted.

I shook my head. "No. But Ranger suspects it was one of his kind."

"Bastard. He planned it."

"I doubt it."

His dark eyes analysed the ceiling. "Where are we?"

"Back at Mr Riley's." The same room where we got high on flower petals ad sang to each other.

"Ha." He groaned as he tried to sit up. "We got high here didn't we?"

"Please just lie there." I begged half smiling.

"The princess wants me in bed huh?"

I rolled my eyes. "You're injured."

"Lie next to me."

Heart stop it. I checked my invisible watch to hide my blushing face. "I have curfew. I only intended on staying till you seemed better. Now I have to go."

"Princess."

I paused at the door. "We also have our assignment. It's due tomorrow. You just play your music and I'll sing the stupid song."

"Come back." He ordered.

"Curfew." I repeated. I turned and flinched almost crashing into Mr Riley who looked between the both of us, the wheels in his mind clicking into place. I could see in his eyes he already knew what was going on.

I left embarrassment.

~ 🎶 ~

We sung our piece for our class, this time he actually sang with me and our teacher was so mesmerised by the both of us. I avoided him after that class. During it he kept pressing to try and get me to talk. Hearing me sing was the only time he heard me.

I could feel his anger boiling, his patience wearing thin. He's going to burst any moment but that's not my problem anymore.

It's my birthday soon. I become sixteen and Sally booked a nice hall and fancy food and planned everything to complete perfection.

I stayed away from the party drama and let her do as she willed. My part in the party planning: actually show up at the party. I can do that.

Sounds easy enough.

Science came and he and Henry were there to give me headaches, whether it was on purpose or not I am not sure.

I sat at the front closer to Mr Riley. Henry-confused sat next to me. Blaz-A little fuelled with fury sat on the bench next to ours on my side.

My head suddenly got heavier on my shoulders.

Mr Riley talked about something or rather with the circle of life and animals of the earth. Blaz spoke up loud and clear with a snarky comment. "If I got a dog I'd call it Angie." The class grew quiet.

I retaliated. "If I got a naked mole rat I'd call it Blaz." The class burst into a fit of laughter.

Mr Riley even snickered fixing up papers on his desk. "Are there going to problems with you two for today's lesson?"

"Of course not sir." I said.

Blaz added. "Harmless fun." Then he smirked. "By the way I have a gay parade coming up mind if I borrow your pants?"

People laughed though didn't really get the joke. I glared at Blaz for the low blow but then shook with laughter and giggled.

"It's not too late to change the scores on all of your reports."

"Don't worry Mr Riley it was just Blaz coming out of the closet."

"Disappointed?" Blaz asked me.

"Relieved." I replied.

"Both of you. Have fun in detention this lunchtime." You've got to be kidding me.

~ 🎶 ~

"For a dark angel he's very sensitive." She muttered wiping the beaker with a stained old rag.

"She speaks." I grinned.

"Yeah and you know we could get this done quicker if you were helping." I knew she would lose patience with me at some point. All I had to do was sit and wait and also be charmingly annoying.

"Nah I think I'm good."

"I'm doing this on my own."

"You're going to go cry to a teacher? He won't help me clean the beakers nennenenenneneee." She threw the rag at my face. I smiled beneath it when I heard her chuckle. I lifted the rag an almost flinched when she was right at the desk. Her hands planted in a pile on the hard surface and her ebony eyes, dark and mysterious and perfectly indestructible stared at me softly.

"How's your shoulder?" I tossed the rag to the floor.

"I've healed." She nodded.

"Now clean."

"Make me." I challenged.

She blinked. Then walked out of the room. I rolled my head back and sighed exasperated. "That was just rude."

"Ebony when are you going to stop being such a...

"Did you just call me Ebony?"

"Yep. Now explain why you're so pissy. I'm the one who should be upset. You did after all betray me."

"I betrayed you?"

"You went to the enemy." Her jaw tensed. I know she wants to say something. I want her to shout at me. Scream, pull my hair, slap my face, and punch my gut... Something. Do something.

She turned away to rush off. I grabbed her arms and slammed her back into the wall. She growled at me through gritted teeth. "Are you insane?"

"You know very well what I am." I closed the distance pressing my hard body against her flushed one.

"Let go."

"No I'm not letting you leave." I tried to keep my gaze locked with hers but I can't help but trail down to her soft pink lips. My stomach burned as the temptation grew. Then my leather jacket started to burn in bright purple flames and I yelped stepping away and patting them down. Within those few moments she was escaping. "I'll see you on your birthday princess."

"You're not invited!" She replied darkly.

Yeah it's a shortie... But I'm dying to get to the good parts!

When she finally has her wings! When Blaz makes the most undeniable offer and...

When Mr Cat suddenly can talk.

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