While Joseph was going through one phase in his life, Kay was as well.

Well, more like coming to terms with having to sit by the sidelines as she stalked him.

This was something she was going to have to deal with for the next three years, at least. Actually, no. Scratch that. It would be five years. He was only 15 right now.

Even if Joseph had reached the legal age of 18 (taking into account Country M's age of majority rather than Country Tz's, which is at 16), she was sure that he and his friends would view her as 'old'.

After all, didn't teens always view those who were 20 years old and above as old?

However, her heart was not settled.

Joseph is 15 right now. Prime of his life, so to speak and hormones raging like crazy. When she had seen him get kissed like that … she almost flung her phone away.

It took a lot of effort for her to just sit there and continue watching, rather than having her go straight to her computer and find out who the little tramp was.

She was *not* going to go down that route. No.

At that moment as well, Kay suddenly felt she could understand Sarah's feelings for her brother. How she could not seem to let him go then. Was it like this? Stalking him and admiring him from afar?

Still, Kay was rational enough to know that she wasn't quite as crazy as Sarah for she didn't entertain the idea that Joseph liked her in any way. Well, other than as a friend.

Like how he was to all the girls that seemed to surround him.

Kay bit her lower lips as she saw him get up from the ground after being tackled, and zooming in, seeing that slight cut on his lip. When he licked that spot, Kay had to smack herself on the head with the phone.

Damn.

She was really starting to feel like a pedophile right now.

Even though he was just one year away from being legal … she still felt guilty about it.

Feeling utterly frustrated, she flung her phone on the bed and stomped towards the kitchen. Times like this, there was only one solution.

Opening the freezer, she took out a tub of ice-cream. Rocky-road flavour. Grabbing the bottle of chocolate syrup and a spoon, she turned to head back to her bedroom. Only to be greeted by the sleepy-head Lance standing there at the kitchen doorway.

"Heart breaking?" he said, glancing at the ice-cream, while he raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What sort of secrets have you been keeping from me? Hmmmm?"

"It's not a heartbreak," Kay scoffed, denying it.

After all, one can only have a heart break when one was with someone and it didn't pan out, right? It never even started, so how can she claim to have her heart broken?

Even if it was feeling pain at that moment.

Lance took the tub of ice-cream and the spoon, saying, "Girl, you can lie better than that. Come on, let's get fat together."

Kay slumped her shoulders then relented, "Okay. But … I'm not ready to talk about him yet."

Lance hit the top of her head with the back of the spoon and said, "You know me. I'm just here to listen if you need but I won't pry. What you do need right now, though, is company and this ice-cream is screaming both our names."

Kay smiled and nodded.

"You know, it really would make life easier if I fell in love with you," Kay said to him.

Lance gasped melodramatically and put his hand on his heart, saying, "My dear girl, I was thinking the same thing! But alas. Life has more in store for us so we just have to be satisfied with being best friends for life instead."

Kay smiled, "Aye, I can live with that. Best friends for life."

"So can I, sweetheart, so can I," Lance replied, "So now, scoot. Get another spoon and let's just make sure this ice-cream doesn't have time to melt!"

And so, they spent the rest of the night eating and laughing, with Kay crying occasionally. She did talk about Joseph but she never gave names or his age. Simply that she had a huge crush on a younger boy, who didn't know she existed (that was a lie, but close enough) and was very popular in school.

"I can't believe it," Lance said as he stuffed another spoonful of ice-cream into his mouth, "Our little Kay fell for a little boy. You devil you."

"LANCE!" Kay wailed, "You see, this is exactly why I don't talk about it."

She pouted, stuffing more spoonfuls into her mouth with a vengeance.

Lance rolled his eyes and said, "Oh come on. You know I'm teasing you. And anyway, you should know by now - if you dare do the deed, you should be prepared to hear the speech."

"I didn't do anything," Kay mumbled.

"No, you just stalk him all day long, get upset when girls slobber all over him, vow to just let it be but in the end, you repeat the whole process all over again the next day," Lance summarised everything.

"Shut up," Kay said, "Oh mister who silently watches his beloved who is oblivious to his feelings get it on with someone else."

"Touché," Lance said raising his spoon.

Kay raised her spoon and they clicked it together before digging in again.

"There isn't much left," Kay complained as she scooped up another spoonful.

"That's because some greedy woman kept stuffing herself," Lance replied.

"MY ice-cream," Kay huffed, taking the tub and stuffing the rest of the ice-cream into her mouth.

Lance looked at her and said, "You're lucky I love you, woman. Wars have been fought for less, you know."

"I know," Kay said with a grin, "And I love you too, so that is why I had to finish it to save you from all the calories."

"Oh, I'm *so* touched," Lance replied while rolling his eyes. He took the empty tub of ice-cream and her spoon.

"Go," Lance said, "Do what you need to do to appease your heart. What you're doing is harmless."

Kay hugged Lance and whispered, "Thank you."

With that, he went to clean the utensils while Kay went to her bedroom. Talking to Lance made her guilt lessen, and her heart was back at peace.

That didn't mean she didn't think the girl wasn't a vixen. So young and already so bold. At least Zero had been there to save the situation.

Kay made a mental note to tell Kyle to give Zero a bonus.

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There were a lot of things that went through Beatrice's mind since the incident.

Although it had been a harrowing experience, she was grateful for it for it made her realise the depth of her feelings for the twins. Most of all, she got to know their dark side - one that they had been trying to hide from her.

She knew why they did and she did not blame them.

In fact, she wouldn't have minded not knowing but now that she knew, she felt even closer to them. It made their relationship deeper and richer, for the shadow of fear that had always been in their hearts was now gone.

Another thing Beatrice had to come to terms with was the fact that the twins stayed over at her apartment every night now. Simply to cuddle and help her sleep at night.

The problem was that now that she felt completely okay, she couldn't quite manage to kick them out though admittedly, a part of her didn't really want to. It was a dilemma for she was beginning to … weaken.

The boys were very disciplined as all they did was just hold her in-between them and slept. She didn't doubt that they did desire her for more often than not, she had *felt* their rather physical reaction to her.

Yet, they never crossed the line.

Beatrice looked at their faces beside her, deeply asleep.

She had woken up in the middle of the night, feeling a bit thirsty, but she didn't have the heart to move. The twins had been very busy the past few weeks and had come home rather late.

Most of the time, she was already asleep when they arrived. They were so silent that she never woke up when they slipped into bed and slept with her. So, right now, she didn't want to wake them up either.

Seeing their faces that were illuminated slightly by the moonlight that streamed through the windows, she noticed for the first time that they had such long eyelashes.

She reached out and touched Yuri's cheek, then she gasped slightly when his eyes suddenly opened.

He smiled sweetly at her, reached out and placed her hair behind her ear as he asked softly, "Can't sleep?"

"Sorry that I woke you," Beatrice whispered back, not answering his question.

She then felt Zack tighten his hold on her as he buried his head at the crook of her neck, taking a deep breath, "You didn't."

"We're just light sleepers," Yuri said, "So we're aware of every movement you make."

Beatrice was aghast.

"Does that mean you've not been having proper sleep?" she asked.

She knew she wasn't one of those who simply stayed in one position when asleep, so did it mean that they woke up each time she moved?

Zack kissed her neck while Yuri kissed her forehead, "Of course we have been sleeping well."

They didn't really need long hours of sleep. A couple of hours of deep sleep was more than enough to energize them, what more when they had their beloved in their arms?

They've never had such good sleep before.

Beatrice didn't really believe them, however. She thought they were only trying to make her feel better.

"This won't do," she said, "You need your sleep! From tomorrow, you should go back home and sleep there."

They frowned, "This IS our home."