Thanks for your reviews once again!

Sass: It’s a wonder you people cling onto this story

Krissi: Yeah! Since Shadow doesn’t update much!

I’m gonna try and update more but stupid school gets in the way! Stupid SATs are coming up too, so I have to study study study.

Krissi: Like that will help.

Sass: You’ll do enough to pass no doubt, as usual.

For once, you’re probably right. Anyways! Enjoy the fic!

I have seriously got mixed up with the dates for this fic now, so lets just say today is a Friday for the camp, ok?

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Chapter 21 – Night Time

Indigo had painted the sky once again. The Black Cats were all lounging around the common room. Saffron and Mizuki were cheerily roasting marshmallows by the fire with Felicity and Gemma. Travis and Wesley were curled up on the love sofa, cuddling and whispering sweet nothing in each others ears. Malik has his head in Ian’s lap while the ebony haired boy drew on a sketchpad he lent on the arm of the chair.

All was peaceful. Like the perfect scene of a perfect romance in a perfect novel.

Yeah right.

“Oh my GOD!” Saffron screeched. “Brian Molko is SO cuter than Gerard Way!”

“No way!” Gemma argued back. “Gerard has such a boyish charm to him!”

“Brian has too!” The otaku retorted. “And he is GAY!”

“Doesn’t Gerard look so cute with Bert McCracken though?” Mizuki added, smiling. Saffron turned and glared at her.

It seems that once again Saffron’s want of always being right about cute guys who are oh-so-slashable has kicked in and destroyed the peacefulness of the room. However, Travis and Wesley merely ignored them and continued snuggling and whispering, and Malik and Ian looked at them for a second, before the blonde closed his eyes and dozed, and the other went back to his drawing.

Eventually, Saffron’s voice grew hoarse, and the girls got tired. With goodnights and sleep wells, the girls trudged into their room and all was silent again. Then suddenly Travis giggled and whispered something into the ear of the red head whose lap he was currently sat in. Then the two exited the room and entered their own.

Finally it was just the new couple.

“What you drawing?” Malik asked Ian. He felt the other shift and he opened his eyes to see the pad hovering in front of him.

It wasn’t the best drawing ever, he would say that, but he could see that it was carefully drawn. It was a picture of himself, Malik, dressed in king’s robes with a small, dark haired peasant by his feet bowing low to him. The blonde thought that was Ian’s image of himself. What a crappy image it was.

“Baby.” Malik whispered and sat up to draw the boy in a hug, which was returned, if not weakly. Idly Malik wondered if Ian had had a good childhood to make him so withdrawn and anti-social.

Ian yawned. He was getting tired. Malik felt it and lifted the boy up bridal style, which made Ian giggle tiredly. The mixed-origined boy carried him up the stairs and once in their room, threw him on the bed and jumped in with him. They were already dressed for bed, having done so before.

The dark haired boy cast a quick glace over at Travis and Wesley’s bed. Both boys looked sound asleep, twined with the covers and each other. Cute.

Malik turned his head towards him, and emerald met sapphire for the thousandth time. Ian half-smiled at Malik, making the other’s heart melt and have the urge to hug him closely, which he did, clambering onto the bed next to the skinny boy. Ian nestled his head in the crook of the tanned boy’s neck, and breathed in his scent of strawberry shampoo and something sweet. “Mal’, why do you smell of marzipan?” He asked.

The blonde shrugged, idly thanking whoever was listening that they were both already in their pyjamas because it seemed neither could be bothered to do much other that snuggle under the covers and go to sleep.

Moving his head to kiss Ian good night, Malik then snuggled his head into his pillow and clung to Ian gently as they both drifted into the land of dreams.

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BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

A very loud banging, sounding a lot like a wooden spoon on a saucepan, woke the whole of the Black Cats crew the next morning. Some had barely just gotten to sleep, and it was way before their alarms were supposed to go off.

“RISE AND SHINE PEOPLE!” Carla’s voice echoed through the dorm. “UP! NOW!”

Very drowsily, some clutching teddies and other plushies, some with their hair in a total mess, some looking more drunk than tired, the eight teenagers trudged down the stairs (Felicity missing the last two with a high yelp). Gemma glared at Carla. “Why’d you wake us up so early?” She asked, glaring more through her sleepy eyes.

Carla looked tired herself. “Seth and the others have decided to make a treat for you today. We’ve invited some people along from a couple of other summer camps in the area to have a kinda huge camping trip in this big ol' wood.”

“Why get ‘s up s’early?” Travis drawled, leaning on Wesley while rubbing his eyes. He looked so cute in his red flannel pyjamas with little pink hearts on.

”’Cause one, the wood is a long trek away from here and you need to pack some shit now.” The blonde woman paused to yawn loudly. “Sorry, and two, the counsellors from the other camps are bitches and have earlier wake-up times.” Carla seemed a little pissed at that. “Anyways. Grab your shit and lets go. It’s for a week so just pack like a few changed of clothes and stuff. Nothing to fancy though cause you’re gonna be in a tent for a week.” Carla was giggling to herself as she left the room.

”She must go crazy on early days.” Mizuki announced, seeming to be the most awake of all of them.

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Hee! A chance to fuck with people now! Woo!

The next chapter will be the weekend, from the Friday they get their till the Sunday night, and that’s a promise!

Oh, and Krissi and Sass are going on vacation

Krissi: To HAWAII! puts on a hula skirt and dances

Sass: We won’t see ya for a while! waves and grins and giggles

throws Hawaiian shirts everywhere Laters people!