Max PoV

Fang and I laid on our little flower bed, our chest pressed together. And I was happy.

I watched his face, sleeping, his chiseled, perfect face as calm and smooth and free of worry, I shuffled to get closer to Fang under our blanket, and he pulled me closer to him, i could hear his heart beat and the faint chirping of birds in the distance. I tried to untangle myself, but it seemed to be difficult while in Fang's grasp, so I just snuggled and put my head on his ever warm chest.

I decided I would get my shirt later.

"Fang, I have to go get fooood. I'm hungry."

In a deep sigh he let me go and watched my put my shirt back on. I ran to find berries and chased several squirrels until I had a jacket full of berries and and 4 squirrels. By the time I got back, Fang sat shirtless, starting a fire, and hummed to himself I recognized the song and when he tarted to sing quietly I joined in loud enough to hear me. It was one of my favorites.

(A/N Shadow of the day by Linkin park. When Max sings its bold, when Fang sings its italicized, when they both sing its bold, italicized and underlinedjust skip if you don't want to read it :))

I close both locks below the window

I close both blinds and look away

Sometimes solutions aren't so simple

Sometimes goodbye's the only way

And the sun will set for you

The sun will set for you

And the shadow of the day

Will embrace the world in grey

And the sun will set for you

In cards and flowers on your window

Your friends plead for you to stay

Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple

sometimes goodbye's the only way

And the sun will set for you

The sun will set for you

And the shadow of the day

Will embrace the world in grey

And the sun will set for you

And the shadow of the day

Will embrace the world in grey

And the sun will set for you

And the shadow of the day

will embrace the world in grey

And the sun will set for you

We started soft then grew in our sound, and by the end we had entangled each other, singing softly again. My heart skipped a few beats and I kissed him forgetting that I had food, I let go of fang. and sat down so i could cook.

"Hey, Max let me cook."

"Why, you always cook, my turn."

"Max the las time you tried to make any thing you almost burned the forest, remember?"

Ugh, I remember, but I was like 12. He seriously couldn't not let me cook. I sighed, then skinned the squirrels and gave Fang the meat, that way there would be no questions on whether I burned it, or burned the forest.

After we ate, I suggested we go to the ocean. Fang agreed, we had been to the ocean in forever, and the weather was perfect. Warm and sunny.

"So what ocean to you want to go to? The Pacific is about a 2 hour flight, maybe less for you, since you are faster, and the Atlantic is maybe 4 hours."

I thought it would be nice to get away so, and to fly with Fang is always fun, he's more free when he flies. More open. So the farther the flight the better.

"Atlantic," I said, and I followed Fang through the clearing and to the cliff, which he proceeded to jump off, and out came his wings, almost purple in the sunlight, a deep deep black really.

Fang was still shirtless of course.

And perfect.

And mine.

Forever and always.

I waited a minute or two because I was faster and liked giving him a head start. Then I jumped hea first to the valley below, unfurled my wings and soured. Higher and higher faster and faster, speeding to Fang.