Title: One In A Thousand
Author: RJ (Roger and Mimi)
Pairing/Characters: Angel/Collins
Word Count: 636
Rating: PG maybe PG-13
Genre: Romance/Fluff
Summary: It is the story about Angel and Collins first kiss told in Collins POV
Disclaimer: I don't own RENT
Spoilers: ZOMG COLLINS LOVES ANGEL...WHAT A SHOCKER
Warnings: OMFG To Men Kiss!!
Notes: I wrote this a long time ago, and posted it on deviantART, and Finally a decided to post it here
Special Thanks/Dedications: My bestest friends Pookie, Maureen and Yoko Ono (Just don't ask about the names), and of course THANK YOU JONATHAN LARSON!
I laid there on the couch of a stranger, who I had only known for what must have been only an hour at most, with no shirt on.
A young man, who had opened up his house to me, was tending to the scrapes and scratches on my body.
Every time he brought the wash cloth on to my cuts, a feeling went through my body.
Pain.
No.
Numbness.
No
Tingling.
No.
It was feeling I never felt before in my life.
"All done" He said and handed me a clean shirt.
"Thanks" Was all I could say as I sat up.
Although I knew thanks wasn't enough to express all that he had done.
"Today For You, honey, Tomorrow For Me" He smiled at me.
That strange feeling came back again, I probably looked like an idiot, just sitting there, smiling like a fool, still holding the clean t-shirt in my hands.
"Now you go put that on and I'll go fix you something to eat" He said and walked off to the kitchen.
I put the t-shirt on and laid back down on the couch and closed my eyes.
Smell coming from the kitchen was heavenly.
He walked back out with a bowl of soup which from what I could tell consisted of carrots, tomatoes, rice, and celery.
I don't know the last time I had had something so delicious.
I ate every bit, he took my bowl away and put it back in the kitchen.
"I have to go get ready for my meeting, I'll be right back"
He pranced down the hall.
I closed my eyes still pondering what that feeling was.
Click.
Click.
Click.
I opened my eyes to see what the noise was.
The young man that had helped me, was now the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my whole life, wearing a flower print skirt, green, orange, and yellow top, a black bob cut wig, zebra tights, and black high heeled pumps.
I swallowed hard, that feeling was back again, and stronger than ever.
"You like it" she asked.
I stood up and walked over to her.
I was right in front her, and then ,almost subconsciously, I kissed her.
I pulled back realizing what I was doing.
"Sorry...ummm...I mean I di-" I was cut off by her lips on mine, I returned the kiss, she wrapped her arms around my neck, I put mine around her waste.
There I stood in the middle of the apartment, kissing someone I had only met hours early with as much passion I had in my body.
That moment everything felt right, I don't think I had felt more comfortable or safe in my whole life.
That feeling was getting stronger, I still didn't know what it was.
Lack of oxygen made us break apart.
"Don't you have to go to your meeting?" I asked her.
"It doesn't matter if I miss one meeting" she told me.
We stayed there, talking about our lives, our friends, our family, everything, stoping every so often for a small kiss.
By the end of the night were laying on the couch her head on my chest.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked me.
I looked down at her, and that moment it hit me I knew what that strange feeling was.
"I thinking about how I have only known you for less than 24 hours, and yet I think I am in love with you"
I was telling the truth.
I was in Love.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I am thinking that I love you too"
That was it.
and it all began with
One Kiss.
One Kiss in a Thousand Sweet Kisses I Shared with my Angel.