A/N: The usage of the Italian word 'Daigo' (as my full blooded Italian family taught me to spell it), is not an insult or negative slur of any kind. When I refer to the word above I am referring only to the fact the O/C Marie's Italian background. So if you find it offensive I do apologize, but as I previously stated I mean no negativity by it. This is just the way I sometimes write. Much thanks~

Chapter One

A Faithful Meeting Sheldon Cooper

"...I'm just saying I wish Penny would make up her mind," Leonard explained to bored expressed Sheldon as they walked down the apartment stairs, "I mean are we on, are we off, are we something?"

Leonard continued his little Penny rant when they stepped down to the second flight of stairs Sheldon about had enough and inquired, "At which point of this conversion, Leonard, do I say something to end this little speech?"

Leonard glared up at Sheldon, "You know I listen to your troubles and give you advice on said things."

"Yes, but my problems has actual significance to the science world whereas your problems are personal and has no importance to any world but your own. And about the advice giving, here is some advice by mixing your common toilet cleaner and bleach one can create a deadly gas that if inhaled for some time can kill you."

"Sheldon..." Leonard sighed flicking his keys within his palm, "can't you ever...?"

Leonard stopped in mid-sentence when they reached the bottom floor both his and Sheldon's eyes were captured by the short, dancing daigo by the mailboxes. She flung her arms up, kicked her heels and swayed her body seductively. The short crimson and black plaid shirt enhanced her sexy thick Italian thighs along with the long black socks that lengthen her legs and the thick sole boots that gave her short stature extra height, about 5'5''. Her shirt had a hood with dog ears flapped to the sides, and her forearms were covered in one black lace fingerless glove and a crimson laced glove.

"...She's a she-wolf in your closet, let her out so she can breath..." the daigo sung loud and proud owning her slightly off voice.

Both Leonard and Sheldon befuddled by this expression of true freedom and carelessness. Even Sheldon seemed to be bewitched into watching her seductive dance. He watched every sway of her womanly hips and every swing of her arm.

The taller physicist looked around before speaking, "Leonard, doesn't she realize that we're standing right here?"

"Nooo, I don't think so Sheldon," Leonard uttered still caught in her daze, "should...should we say hello? I mean it's the polite thing to do, right?"

Sheldon shook his head in disbelief of Leonard's social morals. "Why must you insist on welcoming all new tenants? I mean really Leonard, we are on the verge on being late for work, and you want to stop and stare at some siren singing us to our deaths? I mean how do we know she's not a serial killer on the run?"

"Sheldon..." Leonard sighed again, "She's not a serial killer, and besides I saw you staring at her also."

"Oh, on the contra Leonard I was analyzing."

"Analyzing, Sheldon?"

Sheldon looked at his fellow physicist in disbelief once more, "Yes, Leonard, analyzing. I was trying to understand what on earth she was doing."

"Well isn't it obvious," Leonard questioned fussing with his thumbs, "she's singing and dancing."

"Yes, she is, but to what," asked Sheldon who loosen his bag strap, "to the music inside her head? A true sign of a serial killer, Leonard." He lowered his head in a fuss, "Oh lord I'm never going to sleep tonight."

"She's not a serial killer Sheldon!" Leonard said annoyed, "She probably has headphone in or something. I'm going to introduce myself."

Leonard stepped forward only to be pulled back by Sheldon and lectured, "Is this not how your confusing relationship with Penny began? Just a friendly introduction that transformed into a personal, misleading off and on again coris successions."

"Not everything ends with sex Sheldon," Leonard shoved Sheldon away before walking to the daigo, "I'm just trying to be friendly..."

The daigo danced backwards, and pushed her behind against Leonard's pelvis and grind as her hips swayed. She lifted her arms up and swayed them to her music which matched the motions of her hips. This left Leonard confused and warm under the collar. Sheldon watched in confusion as well, amazingly not knowing what to do.

"Leonard, what is going on?" Sheldon asked worriedly.

"I-I don't think she knows I'm here." stated Leonard. This was not the first time someone like this happened to him. Being a nerd he was easily unnoticed and pushed to the side. He was even sat on as a child, and being so shy it lasted over an hour before the person realized he was sitting on him.

"Excuse me," Sheldon called to the girl, his voice strengthen, "I say excuse me!"

Suddenly the girl turned around and pulled out both silver skull ear-plugs. Her face had a childish appearance with dull silverish blue eyes. Two straight brunette locks hung from the side of her head down to her bosom meeting the top of a picture of Hello Kitty in a dogs outfit. Both Leonard and Sheldon could not help to notice her double D breast upon a petite frame.

"Oh, shit I'm sorry man," she smiled, "I thought I was the only one down here."

"Oh, it's fine I'm used to being unnoticed." Leonard murmured lowly.

She chuckled, "No, no I was in my own little world. Sorry," she held out her hand, "the name's Mariette Cappula, but my friends call me just Marie."

"Hi, my name is Leonard." said Leonard shaking her hand as Sheldon tried to understand Marie's shirt. He looked at his odd friend and turned back to Marie to say, "And don't mind him, that's Sheldon."

The childish physicist chuckled hushly, "Oh, now I understand. Even though Hello Kitty is feline she wears a canines suit because it states 'Top Dog' given the fact that top dog twin definition means being the head of a certain performance or act. Very clever Mariette Cappula." He let out another one of his hushly chuckles.

She giggled at Sheldon, "Well thank you," she extended a hand, "Sheldon, was it?"

Sheldon did not reached to shake her hand, but spoke, "Dr. Sheldon actually."

"Doctor?" Marie asked, "Well, Dr. Sheldon I've been having these pains..."

"No, no," Sheldon interrupted her, "I am a doctor of the sciences, a theoretical particle physicist who studies mostly the String Theory and all that roots off of that. Whereas you assume just by the given title I was a doctor of medical science."

Marie had an expressionless stare upon her face, but was quickly replaced by a friendly smile. "You're right, you know what they say to assume is to make an ass out of you and me."

As Leonard and Marie laughed Sheldon shook his head in confusion, "I don't understand," he stayed quiet and thought about it then chuckled, "Oh, I get it. Again, very clever."

"Yeah, you got there," Marie grinned widely before softly punched Sheldon in the arm earning a questionable glare. She retrieved her fist slowly, "Ah, got it...too soon to be touchy?"

"No, no. It's not you, it's him. He doesn't like being touched in general." Leonard explained.

Marie smiled as Sheldon glanced over at co-worker angrily. Leonard looked at Sheldon then the time and back to Marie.

"Um...if you weren't doing anything for dinner, maybe you would like to come over and have some pizza?" asked Leonard.

"Pizza? Are you saying just because I'm Italian I only eat Italian foods?" Marie inquired with a raised brow.

"Oh, God no, no, no, no!" Leonard exclaimed in embarrassment, "You see Sheldon has a schedule..."

She placed a hand on the fumbling physicist's shoulder and gave a girlish smile, "Hey I was kidding. I'm a daigo of course I like pizza."

"I hate to be a bother, but we were late coming down now we are even more late." Sheldon stated.

"He's right, I have some things I have to get done anyways." Marie agreed.

"Oh, okay. Well we're 4A come by around five thirty?" Leonard suggested.

"Sure thing. It was nice to meet you Leonard," she smiled. She softly caressed Sheldon's arms with a warm gaze spoke, "and it was lovely to meet you Dr. Sheldon the physicist not the medical doctor." She giggled before walking back up to her apartment.

Leonard began to walk to the door, but Sheldon was frozen by some sensation of arousal and confusion. The hair on his long, lanky arm stood up while his flesh was cold as ice and yet his palms and forehead was sweating. He turned to the stairs and blankly gazed at them as his heart beat a bit faster.

What an odd reaction to an odd girl. Sheldon thought to himself.

"Sheldon, are you coming?" Leonard called holding to door open.

"Yes, yes I'm coming."