Kisses Don't Lie
By: jelliclesoul635
Summary: Two felines meet at a bar, their paths cross and love is in the atmosphere. But when one learns the truth about the other's identity, will they still find love? Or will hatred take over? Two parts.
A/N: I hope you enjoy this two part one-shot (at least that's how I think of it). Leave me a review please! And yes, I know, I should be working on my current works of fiction, but when I get an idea, I just can't help myself! I haven't forgotten my other stories so fear not. Just a bit of patience is all I'm asking for!
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own CATS.
Part One
She sat at the bar, downing another dose of alcohol. She didn't normally drink such strong alcohol, but something about tonight told her to go all out and get wasted. She wasn't feeling negative and she wasn't depressed. Contrarily, after the success of her previous mission, she was feeling elated and relieved, proud of herself for performing so well. There was nothing wrong… except… except for the loneliness. That was the only thing she minded when it came to being a thief for Macavity. She was rewarded generously when missions were successful. She earned a bounty of food and a bevy of toms to please her and answer to her every whim. She had jewels and treasures; she even had a rank in authority almost as lofty as Macavity's. However, the one thing she did not have, the one thing that did impale her happiness and satisfaction, was the loneliness.
Sure, there were the guards and the service girls, but they weren't more than acquaintances. Demeter wanted a partner. She wanted intimacy. She wanted a companion to truly sit down and have conversations with. She wanted a friend.
She ordered another drink. The place was virtually empty, save for the busboy, few customers, and the bartender drying and hanging glasses. The lights were dim, as they are in most bars, and the music was low.
"Mind if I join you?"
Demeter turned to see a silver tabby with ebony stripes taking the seat beside her own.
"I don't mind, but I will tell you, I'm not in the best of moods at the moment, so if it's company you're seeking, you might want to seek it elsewhere."
"That's okay." He ordered a drink. As he was about to offer buying her something to drink, she put up a paw and gave an awkward grin. "Already ordered. Thanks."
"My name's Munkustrap. It's a pleasure to meet you."
She looked up at him, and then returned her gaze to the wooden surface of the bar on which her arms rested.
"I know you said you weren't interested in keeping me company, but I would at least like to know your name."
"It's Demeter." She replied.
Munkustrap smiled. "Nice name."
Before taking a swig of her drink and a deep breath, she questioned the tom. "So, what's a fellow like you doing here on a beautiful night like this anyway? Isn't there a girl you should be wooing somewhere?"
"Well, if you must know, there's only one girl I'm interested in and she isn't too fond of me yet. But I think I'm beginning to make progress…"
"Don't be too sure." Demeter commented.
"As for my purpose of being here tonight, sometimes when I'm not patrolling the grounds, I like to come here and just relax. It's dark, there's not a lot of noise, and I can enjoy a drink if I want to."
"Patrolling the grounds?"
"Oh, right, I didn't tell you. I'm the second in command of a tribe just a few minutes from here. Perhaps you'd like to accompany me home?"
"I don't think so, pal." Demeter thwarted dryly.
"I didn't mean anything by it. Sorry."
"Don't worry about it."
The mood shifted slightly. "Anyway, what is it you're doing here? I assume you're alone."
"Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner." Demeter chimed sarcastically.
"Okay, so you're alone, but that still doesn't answer my question as to what you're doing here."
"Same as you, just relaxing and getting a drink."
"You like this song?"
Demeter turned to the Jukebox which wasn't far from either of the two cats. "I guess it's okay. It's not my favorite."
"Well," Munkustrap hopped off the barstool and strolled casually over to the music player. He selected a song which was jazzy and smooth. "How about this one?"
Demeter allowed a smile to play on her lips for just a second, but a second was all it took, for Munkustrap noticed this expression, and pounced on the opportunity.
"Would you like to dance?" he held out a paw to her. Before accepting his invitation, she looked to her empty glass, and then to Munkustrap's half-full one. She immediately finished it off, hopping off the seat, and eliciting a chuckle from Munkustrap as she did so.
They twirled about, spinning and moving in unison across the flat expanse of the dance floor. Munkustrap slowly started to press Demeter to his sturdy frame more and more and though she noticed, she did not resist. She looked up at him, sheepishly looking down at the floor when he looked at her simultaneously.
"You dance wonderfully, Demeter. I hardly believe I'm the only one who's ever told you that."
"Well you are the only one. I don't dance very much."
"I'm stunned. You do it so well."
"Thank you." She giggled through a contented smile. "You're pretty graceful yourself, twinkle toes."
"Twinkle toes!" Munkustrap laughed. "Well, nobody's ever called me that before."
"Looks like we're even." Demeter grinned cleverly. The music stopped. The two felines looked into one another's eyes. In an instant, they pressed their lips together and shared a blissful kiss.
Breathless, they separated, and in a flash Demeter was seated back at the bar, ordering another drink.
Munkustrap was surprised at her behavior.
"Was it something I said? Did I do something?"
"No, it's not you. I just can't do this. There's so much you don't know about me. You shouldn't fall in love with me. You don't know what you're getting yourself into. You don't even know me!" she grew hysterical. Her drink was delivered and Demeter immediately moved it to her lips to swallow it in one swift motion, but a pair of silver paws prevented her from doing so. They grasped the glass, gently pulling it down from her mouth and returning it to its spot on the bar.
"Why don't you start by forgetting the alcohol, and telling me a little bit about yourself? To me, that sounds like a good place to start. After all, the best place to start is at the beginning, no?"
"I suppose." She looked nervous, but Munkustrap couldn't even begin to imagine why. She was a thief for Macavity. He was a Jellicle leader. How could she tell him that she was an employee for the very feline whom his tribe despised?
"Tell me anything. I'm all ears."
"I'll give it my best shot."
"That's fine by me." Munkustrap's smile was comforting and encouraging. Demeter loved everything about it, everything about Munkustrap. How was this possible? She'd only known him a few minutes and had only known so much about him. Could she seriously be in love with this mysteriously welcoming tom who she felt like she'd known her entire life?
"I can't tell you my name… you already know what that is. Uh… well, I live with humans on Oceanport Drive. I don't have family outside of the humans. I'm lazy, I don't have a job, I don't have money – but don't tell the bartender that – and that's about it."
Munkustrap stroked his chin in a thoughtful manner. Demeter was a little frightened.
"Goodness. I was only kidding about having no money!"
"That's not it. I feel like I've seen you before."
"I don't think we've met prior to tonight, Munkus."
"I thought my nickname was twinkle toes." He joked.
"Fine, twinkle toes." She rolled her eyes.
"That's better." He smiled. He liked to joke with Demeter; it made him feel that much closer to revealing whatever secret she was hiding behind those deep chartreuse eyes.
"You seriously think I dance wonderfully?" Demeter queried.
"I do." Munkustrap grinned, taking her paw in his own.
"I'd like to love you if you'll let me. Demeter, will you have me?"
"Have you as what?" Demeter was incredulous.
"As my mate."
"Oh gosh, Munkus! Don't you think we're moving a bit fast? We only met a few minutes ago! We don't know all that much about each other. How can you ask me that?"
"Because I love you. That has to be it. What else can this wildness within me be? This urge to be with you forever and keep you safe and satisfied? Don't you feel it, too? Everlasting Cat, I've never felt so comfortable with a feline in my whole life. You've got to be the one, Demeter."
"I feel a bit dizzy." Demeter drooped in her seat, leaning towards Munkustrap.
"Come on, let's go outside." He assisted her in exiting the bar, sitting her down on a crate just outside the door.
"Feel any better?"
"I don't know. I'm frightened. I've never loved anyone like this before. I'm not even sure it is love. I don't know what it is that I feel when I look at you, but when I look at you, Munkus, everything that's ever bothered me about anything at all vanishes. Life seems perfect." Tears filled her eyes. She was overwhelmed. "I've only known loneliness my entire life, and to have you enter my world and take that away in twenty minutes is a little mind-blowing."
"I understand that, but there's nothing wrong with feeling comforted by the presence of someone else. If being with me satisfies you, why keep yourself from what makes you happy?"
"Do you love me, Munkus? Is it love you feel when you look in my eyes?"
Munkustrap didn't answer, he instead hesitated.
"Look in my eyes, Munkus. Tell me… is it love you feel?"
Munkustrap stared into the two green pools that resembled Demeter's eyes. "It's not love, Demeter."
A tear rolled down Demeter's face as her eyes closed and her head dropped. "I knew it." She whispered.
"It's not love Demeter because love doesn't begin to cover what it is I feel when I look at you. What I feel is beyond love. There's just no word adequate enough to describe the emotions I feel." he lifted her head by the chin and gently guided her gaze to fall upon his own handsome face.
"Oh, Munkus." Demeter allowed herself to sob softly as she hugged Munkustrap with all her strength. Finally, she would no longer have to face loneliness.
Something tugged at her memory as she held onto her new companion and future mate.
He doesn't know the truth about me.
"Munkus, there's something I have to do. I can't agree to be your mate until it's finished." Munkustrap looked at her confusedly. "Please, I'll explain everything tomorrow. I'll meet you at the Junkyard, okay?"
"Alright. Is everything okay? Is there anything I can do?"
"No, just be patient and trust me."
"You got it. I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"Yes, tomorrow."
"Promise?"
Demeter kissed him passionately. She let him feel everything she felt inside during that one kiss. It was intense. "I promise, Munkus. Kisses don't lie." She winked.
"No, I suppose they don't!" Munkustrap touched a paw to his lips, his expression excited and surprised.
As the two said their good-byes, Demeter could think only of how much trouble she'd be in when Macavity found out she wanted to quit…
A/N: Reviews are very much appreciated! Part two should be up by tomorrow night!
I know how much it is to ask you to abandon reality for the sake of this story. Not only do you have to grasp the concept of their beings (cat/human), but you also have to suppress whatever illogical opinion/s you may have about 'love at first site'. Since it's the destined couple of Munkustrap and Demeter we're dealing with here, however, I'm hoping that helps. Please tell me what you think in a review and BE HONEST. Thanks!