(Tato, I already had that planned and done. They'll be a coming back soon. )

XD Someone owes me twenty bucks!

(Not Me! *Raises hands in innocence*)

(Me neitherrr)

Lee rolled her eyes. "Or you can get over it." She walked over to the seat, and sat, cross legged, and grabbed her can of soda, taking another swig of it.

(This is really....creepy,weird. It got me hypnotized..... Don't watch the full thing unless you like to destroy things..)

Kyle sighed and stood. "Fine. If you won't fuck me, Caleb will," he growled, shaking his hair to the side and walking out of the tour bus, one hand down his pants. (XD Wow, Kyle. Wow.)

Then...ANGEL OWES MEH TWENTY BUCKS!!

"Desperate much." She grumbled. "You know, I never said anything about the shirt. The pants can come off after." She called louder. She drained her soda, and tossed the can, landing it in the trash. She grabbed her own clothes, getting changed. She still pulled them off well, despite being crumpled. She still looked pretty hot. "If you go have fun with Caleb, then I'm off to the bar again. Maybe ill find someone who has an apartment, instead of a bus."

Kyle popped his head back in the bus at Lee's statement. "No way, I'll stay. You stay, too. Don't you wanna tour with us? Play at our shows? See the world? Have a whole group of supporters for when the baby comes?" He winked at her while saying 'baby', then stepped back onto the bus.

She laughed. "Um, I have a job, a home, a horse, friends, and competition season is coming up, I shouldn't be here, I should be sleeping because my training should start tomorrow, and I'm convinced you only like me for the sex, so I see no reason to be devoted." She had one hand on her hip, grey eyes fixed on him, making a point.

Kyle sighed and shut the bus door behind him, walking over and sitting down on the couch. He looked up at Lee, his eyes pained and brimming with tears. "Only like you for the sex? You don't get it, do you?" He started shaking lightly, but not enough for it to be easily noticeable. "All I've had in my life for a long time has been boys, drugs, alchohol, and pain. It's always the same shit, too. The rest of FTSK, ATL, FOB, and whoever we toured with. We all got drunk and high, then somehow ended up in bed together with sore asses.' He looked away to hide his red eyes. "I haven't had a chick in my life since I was six. It was my mum. She died on my birthday." He looked back up at Lee, gritting his teeth. "Don't you get it now? You're like my mummy in my mind." His lower lip wobbled. "And I love my mummy."

AH. SAPPY SHIT. DX Ky's such a crybaby. ;__;

"Well you sure know how to express it." She sat cross legged next to him. "Calm down Kyle."

Kyle narrowed his red eyes, half-glaring at Lee. "Why should I?" He bit his lip to keep it from wobbling. A single droplet of deep crimson blood leaked out of his lip where his teeth were biting down, sliding down his chin and falling onto his shirt.

"Because your hurting yourself." She gently brushed the blood away, and watched him, her eyes gentle now. "Relax, okay? If it helps, I'm glad you care about me more than just as a sex buddy. Though I'd prefer to be your girlfriend over your mum."

Kyle laughed lightly. "I guess it would be wierd to fuck my mom," he giggled, starting to smile. He scooted over, wrapping an arm around Lee and cuddling into her side. "So we're like...official now?" Kyle peered up at Lee with bright red questioning hazel eyes.

She rolled her eyes slightly. "It'll have to be long distance, while your on tour." She said. She slipped her arm around his torso, leaning her head against his shoulder.

Kyle nodded, determined. "Mmkay. I promise, I'll write you everyday! And-and I'll call! And I'll send pictures!" He stuttered out everything he promised to do to keep the relationship alive. He snuggled close to Lee. "I won't leave you. Ever."

She sighed. "And I'll write back whenever I can." She replied. She lay back against the pillow of the sofa, yawning.

Kyle stood, wiping the remainder of the blood off his chin. He reached down and picked up Lee, carrying her to the back of the bus and setting her gently onto his bunk. "Bedtime for the tired girl?" he asked, smiling down at her. Without waiting for an answer, he strides over to Caleb's bunk and reaches under the bed, pulling out a pair of long, fuzzy pans and a big white t-shirt. He tossed them to Lee, still smiling broadly.

She looked at the pyjamas skeptically, but stripped down to her bra and underwear, pulling on the pants and shirt. She reached her hand out towards Kyle.

Kyle reached out and grabbed her hand lightly, stroking her hand with his thumb gently. He sighed and reluctantly let go, wandering to his bunk to get clothes to change into.

She took her hair out of the braid; it had gone slightly wavy, and slid the tie onto her wrist. She rolled over so her back was to the rest of the room, and pulled the blankets up to her waist. She closed her eyes, and was soon asleep.

Kyle, now in his pajamas, looked at Lee, debating on whether or not to crawl into bed with her. Deciding against possibly waking up his girlfriend, he climbed into the bunk above her's and quietly dozed off, sleeping fitfully.

Lee, being a light sleeper, woke up anyway, from the creaking mattress above her. She slipped out of the bunk, standing up, and leaning her chin against the edge of the mattress. She reached out a hand, gently running her thumb along his jaw to settle him.

At Lee's touch, Kyle jerked awake and into a sitting position. Sweat trickled down his face and he was breathing heavily. His eyes adjusted to the darkness and he sighed, realizing that it was Lee. "Ohai there," he said with a quiet laugh.

She smiled slightly. "Whenever I get shitty sleep, I take my pillow and sleep in my horses stall. I dunno what works for you, though." She handed him a small towel, and then hopped up to sit on the edge oh the bunk.