She didn't know why she did it, really. Artemis was just pacing in front of her, stressing out about last night. She couldn't help but notice how Artemis' narrow eyebrows went up when she was panicking, and down when she was brewing. Artemis' long, golden hair swished as she paced, casting a spell on her that even magic couldn't cast. And Artemis' mouth-lips-oh her lips. They were tiny and perfect and she couldn't help but notice how they would fit perfectly with her own.
So she could blame impulse when she stood up and stopped Artemis' pacing by putting her hand on her shoulders. Artemis looked at her, and he eyes were sparked with intelligence and strength. A fire-light-that she-the moth-would be attracted to. And attracted she was.
Know what? She was right. Artemis' mouth fit perfectly with her own and-somewhere it registered-tasted like cookie dough. Artemis was spending too much time with M'gann.
Artemis broke away, though, before the kiss could last. The archer's eyes were wide and aw, who knew Artemis is cute when she's surprised? "Zatanna?" Artemis asked, surprised, taking a couple of steps backwards.
Zatanna giggled slightly, and tapped the archer's nose. "Feel better now?" Then, she skipped away, trying to ignore the cracks that were forming in her own heart. Artemis would hate her now, and know she'd never have a chance on getting a taste of that cookie dough again.
Then again, maybe some other taste would fit Artemis better.
That...was written a long time ago. Hope it was okay and(if not)let me know what I can do better. R&R!