Ok,this was something i wrote a few years ago. It comes from a time in my life where i was developing feelings for a friend that i couldn't exactly follow through with. While it has nothing to do with the Gatch universe i think, IMHO, that it could easily be applied to 2 of our favorite characters. Enjoy, feedback always welcome, just be gentle please. The Kiss She lay there next to him on the rug. Intoxicated at having him so near to her. The closeness was driving her to distraction but she did not dare cross the line of friendship. She risked being rejected but worse would be to offend him and lose the friendship. She had spent many hours thinking about this situation. If the opportunity arose did she have the strength to capitalise on it. Watching the stars above them in silence.They'd been talking recently but now there was a lull in the conversation. She became aware of the smallest things; the water in the lake rippling against the bank, the crickets in the grass chirping, the traffic in the distance, the sound and rythm of his breathing. She could feel every cell in her body tingling. Did she dare? She rolled over on her arm to face him. The coolness of the air had meant that he wasn't lying that far away from her. His breathing hadn't altered so if he was concerned at her closeness he wasn't showing it. Her heart was pounding and she hoped he couldn't hear it. What would he do if she kissed him. She could only hope that he was fighting the same demons as she was now. She didn't know when or if she'd ever have this opportunity again. Many nights she'd spent thinking about different things he'd said. Their conversations were laden with innuendo. Before she knew what she was doing she'd propped herself up on one arm and had her face hovering over his. Now or possibly never. His eyes were lightly closed but the slight smile on his face gave her courage. She leant down so her lips were nearly brushing his. Almost as if she was waiting for something, for him to open his eyes perhaps. She licked her lips to moisten them slightly before briging them down on his own and pulling away. Leaning above him looking for some sign of recognition. Well he hadn't pushed her away but lay there passive to her advances. Waiting for or anticipating her next move. She brought her lips down slowly, just above his own before playfully nipping at his lower lip with her own, followed by a quick lick of his upper lip. She waited. She could feel that his breathing had quickened. She came down again to repeat the move, she completed the nip but as she went for the lick she was aware that his tongue was resting between his lips, nervously touching hers as she did his. She broke the contact. The heat between them was incredible. The cold of the winter night was forgotten as they looked into one anothers eyes. The next time she lowered her lips to his he was lifting his to meet her. Their lips met softly, tongues met nervously for the first time, cautiously seeking out previously unknown places. Lost in the kiss it was only when they broke apart that she became aware that he was now on his side now facing her and arms were entwined around bodies like ivy tendrils on brickwork. Their breathing was coming hard and fast, pulses racing. The boundary of their friendship had moved but neither showed any care as they settled in for another hungry kiss.

Didn't anyone like me???? I eventually got some comments for my other fic but nothing for this one........or were the comments covering both????? I hope to post another couple of them at some stage over the weekend, look for them in the rubber room as they aren't for consumption by minors........

Sorry I did not get round to reading this one til now I like the way it shows the mixture of emotion. Should I shouldn't I (you can almost see that its what they are both wondering). It is a very realistic picture of the range of emotions you go through making the decision of whether or not you should take things from friendship to something more

I think its pretty superb, based on an actual event is it? seems very much like an experience then a story. I think they make the best stories, and the fact you mention no names, no places etc gives it an advantage, especially to someone like me who doesnt know much about Gatchaman Bravo!

not quite an actual experience..........but i was in a "relationship" that was on that knife edge of becoming more than just friends...... it wasn't something that could go anywhere but that suited me fine with where i was in my life....... so, yes, the feelings were real just not based on an actual experience, more of things things that would run through my mind when i was with him. thought the lack of names might mean ppl could interpret it as being between 2 of our favourite characters so i'm glad you picked up on that Cep. thanks for the comments, for now my puter is back online so i will endevour to post the more raunchy stories, they kind of follow on from this story....

/scritches head. are you asking for critique of this or is it just posted for enjoyment? if this is work in progress then there are some suggestions i would make, but if its a done deal then i will simply applaud softly.

lyon, it was never written with Gatchaman in mind, it was simply me getting out how i was feeling in a situation a few years ago, which is pretty much what most of my fics and poetry are. My request for feedback was simply me asking for just that, as someone who hasn't written a lot, or shared them with a wider audience that has some level of experience with writing feedback i wanted to know if i was on the right track. Don't expect any huge fanfics from me as i can't write on demand, most of my fics are a way, as i said earlier, of getting things off my chest and as such it wouldn't be easy for me to write fan fic without putting myself in a mary sue situation, or see princess acting out of character, lol. This story is probably the closest thing i will get to a fanfic for the time being. Thats all, nothing more, nothing less