And then there were hormones....

When they first crossed over from friends to something more Adam was equally excited and nervous. Every time they touched he felt electricity throughout his entire body. They would sneak away to have private moments together. The softness of her lips, the deep brown of her eyes, the smell of her hair, the sound of her laugh. There was no denying that he was in love.

There had been something about her from that first day when he spotted her make that flower bloom. On the bus ride to school he kept staring at her hoping she wouldn't catch him. Evan had no trouble convincing Adam to approach her on the playground. Evan's intention was to make a friend from another element, but Adam just wanted to be around her.

It's true that he first noticed her magic, secondly how pretty she was, but it was her kindness that won him over. He felt as if he could talk to her about anything without fear of judgment or ridicule. Just like her grandpa Calla was so grounded and rational about things, something Adam often struggled with. Yet Adam could show her not everything was always so black and white, many things in life lived within shades of gray. They were a good balance for one another.

In the beginning Evan would tease that this was some fleeting puppy love. More than three years later they were still going strong. Obviously things had progressed past the G-rated hand holding phase to something more in the PG-13 territory. Now Evan was ragging on Adam for not sealing the deal.

"Three years and you haven't hit that yet? Man that's like a prison sentence. How do you deal?" Evan lays back on his bed with his arms behind his head.

Adam was trying to do homework at his desk, but he turns around at this remark. "It's not like that."

"You're a guy, she's a girl. Trust me, it's like that."

Adam throws his notebook at Evan marginally missing his head. "Sorry I'm not a giant whore like you. I'll work on it."

"Yeah seriously let her light your inner flame, make your waters flow in her garden."

Adam shook his head, "Now you're just being nasty. Conversation officially over. I'm getting out of here."

If only Evan knew the battle Adam was fighting between his hormones and his heart. With Layla's help he had managed to get a pretty good handle on his fire abilities except when he got aroused. Poor Calla has a permanent burn mark scar on her left ass cheek from a time they were getting pretty hot and heavy. There was also the time when he first saw her topless that resulted in a small monsoon happened in her bedroom. This was completely frustrating both of them who were having the talk about taking things to the next level physically. She was ready, he was ready, but they were both worried about Adam causing her serious injury. Oddly enough as far as he knew Evan didn't seem to have these same issues. He must have gotten more careful after nearly killing Layla a few years back.

The truth was they needed some advice from someone who has possibly gone through this before. There was absolutely no way they felt comfortable talking to their grandparents, Evan would just make fun of them, so that left Layla. They agreed to approach her together one day after training. Getting her alone wouldn't be an issue since Evan was known for bolting right out of there as soon as she dismissed them.

Hand in hand they awkwardly walk up to Layla. It's kind of funny that she still has that same punk look that she had when she was twelve, even though it's been ten years. If something works for you, then why change it? The streaks in her hair would change color. An addition were the piercings she started to get when she turned eighteen. Rumor has it she did them herself. Calla who was so soft and feminine with her flowing skirts and peasant tops appeared even more so when standing near Layla.

Layla crossed her arms, "Yes?!"

Calla blushed while looking down at her feet, "We've been having you know um well intimacy issues."

Layla immediately eyes Adam's crotch, "Wow, sorry to hear man."

Adam shakes his head, "No no no! Oh god, not that. Trust me that's just fine."

Layla backs away, "Okay, no need to get so defensive. It happens to lots of guys or so I hear. Never been a concern for the ones I deal with but you know you're so young I just assumed."

Calla waves her hands for Layla to stop rambling. Then she turns around, slightly lowers her skirt to show the top half on the burn mark on her ass. While Calla and Adam are embarrassed Layla seems impressed. "Nicely done young gun. Is that a hand print?"

Adam nods, "Yeah, I'm not exactly proud of it. I can't seem to control myself when I'm you know in the moment. What if I torch her alive or something." Adam immediately regrets his choice of words.

"Calla's a tough girl, I'm sure she can handle it", she winks. "In all seriousness it comes down to what I have been teaching you guys since day one. Think about how these elements work together and against each other. If you are going to do something that excites you make sure to do it in an environment that calms you." She bites her lip then looks around to make sure no one else is watching. "There is this field of weeping willows about forty five minutes away. They can absorb your powers temporarily. I would suggest making that where you have your first time. After the first time you'll be more relaxed and this most likely won't be as much of an issue. Let me find out exactly where and I'll get back to you."

Calla and Adam both grin widely. They start to walk away practically skipping when Layla shouts, "Please wrap it up kids. No one needs any more prophecy spawn running around."