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The Tales Of You and I

Lady Shadow

Of Red and Gold

like blood and sunlight

Of Green and Silver

like emeralds and moonlight

Of Purple and Black

and Black and Blue

Of Songs and Silence

Of me and you

Of Ink and Roses

and blotches and slashes

Of Splatters and Tears

and faded edges

Of Tattered seams and Frayed silver lining

of drifts of clouds and pouring rain

Of me and you

Of you and I

Book One:

The Change in Us

PROLOGUE:

"Brian, I need to talk to you," Mia said quietly after dinner, pulling him down the hall.

"What's up, Mia?" he asked anxiously. She smiled up at him a little tightly.

"Brian...I don't think we should see each other any more," she told him in a rush, just needing to get the words out. The first thing that went through Brian's head was not, 'I'm losing my girlfriend' but, 'I'm losing my contact.' That scared him.

"Mia, is this..." he lowered his voice and lead her into her bedroom. "Is this about your brother?" She shook her head quickly.

"It has nothing to do with my brother, and everything to do with us. I'm sorry, Brian, we just don't work. I'm not your type."

"How do you know my type?" he demanded harshly, his mind screaming that he was losing the case and his cover. Mia was his ticket to Dominic Toretto; he couldn't lose that.

"Trust me, Bri, I'm not it," she said, her lips curled slightly in amusement. "I know who you would be better with, but I'm not going to tell you who it is. I don't think you want to hear it right now." Brian rolled his eyes and gave her a 'no, really?' look. She laughed at him.

"I can't believe your laughing at me!" His mind was saying to pull a stunt, start crying or whimpering and beg her to stay, but his pride had long since taken over.

"I'm sorry, that face is just so funny," she told him. He glared at her.

"Thank you," he quipped, then turned and stormed out of the room. Mia followed him hastily; she did not want Dom to get a hold of him just yet.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Dom asked sharply when Brian grabbed his coat and headed for the door.

"I don't think it would be a good idea for me to stay right now, I'll see ya' later." But Dom would hear nothing of it.

"I don't think so! Get back here, and sit down. Letty made apple pie for dessert."

"Dominic, I really-"

"Sit. Now!" The better part of his senses decided to take over and he dropped his jacket over a chair before moving back to the table and taking his seat. Mia sat next to him slowly.

"Good little bitch," Vince teased viciously, reaching across the table to take Brian's cheek in between his fingers.

"You might want to be careful with those fingers," Brian warned before anyone else could say anything. "I've been known to bite," he added, a small smirk splitting his face. Vince growled at him, but removed his fingers.

"Shut up, both of you!" Dom intervened, his apt glare trained on the two. Brian settled for looking at the plate of apple pie and vanilla ice cream that was set in front of him. Vince said nothing more and they continued desert quietly, but everyone could feel the tension between Brian and Mia, and thus consequently, between Dom and Brian. Brian left immediately after dinner, thanking Letty fleetingly for the meal.

"Be here this weekend!" Dom called after him. Brian waved over one shoulder, climbed into his car and left.