A/N: For the 'First Kiss challenge' on the HPFC Forum. This is my first story in ten months and I am not sure how I feel about it. Anyway hopefully this encourages my muse to return and be strong again. I like Optimism. Anyway Enjoy guys.

My First Kiss

"That was probably the most stupid thing I have ever seen," Lucy said sitting up and looking over at Lysander, who was starring at Lucy a big smile on his face.

"You cried halfway through," Lysander said leaning close and nudging Lucy with his shoulder.

"Ok fine, it was sad that she died, but he was such a," Lucy cut short.

"Girl about it?" Lysander prompted.

"Exactly!" Lucy exclaimed and smiled brightly down at Lysander.

"You are so heartless." Lysander sat up on the couch and placed his hands around Lucy's waist flexing them up to her ribs and along her stomach. Lucy screeched with giggles and placed her hands frantically against his to push him away. Each time she did he kept moving his hands over hers and tickled harder. She squirmed and pulled away all the while laughing until Lysander slipped and fell on the floor between the coffee table and the couch.

"Ouch," Lysander said half heartedly. He frowned up at Lucy who was looking at him over the couch.

"You asked for that," she sneered.

"You are just way to strong," Lysander said grabbing Lucy's hands and pulling her down on top of him. Lucy grabbed his wrists and pushed them against the couch.

"Your right way stronger." Lucy's voice was lined with cockiness. Lysander smirked at her and pushed against her hands. With all her strength Lucy tried to hold him back, but with what looked like barely minimum use of force for Lysander he pushed her up and smirked at her.

"You are so strong," he laughed and let his arms fall letting Lucy come towards him. Lucy held her breath and starred angrily at Lysander.

"Fine you are stronger," she said letting out her breath roughly. "So what now?" she asked her forehead so close to his she could feel the heat off it, and feel his breath against her lips.

"I don't know," he said slowly in a mock voice to defuse the tension building between them.

"Come on you must want to do something," Lucy prompted.

"I don't know," Lysander said slower.

"Deep, deep, deep in your heart you must have some idea," Lucy said softly breathing against his lips purposely and starring into his eyes.

"Yes," Lysander whispered. He gripped onto Lucy's waist and pulled her closer, his lips meet hers in an instant. His lips were soft and cold but he didn't move them, just let them linger against hers.

"Lucy!" Molly screamed banging the front doors as she entered the house. Lysander panicked and sat up quickly causing Lucy to get pushed backwards and over balance falling on the floor in front of Lysander.

"Sorry Lucy," Lysander said standing up and pulling Lucy with him.

"There you are," Molly said coming into the lounge and leaning against the door frame. "Dad said we have to get ready to go to Grandma Molly's," she said her arms crossed as she stared at the two of them.

"I forgot about tonight," Lysander stumbled with his words. "I will talk to you later Lucy," he added moving towards the door way. When he was behind Molly he winked at Lucy and left.

"What was that about?" Molly asked coming down to were Lucy was and looking at the direction Lysander left.

"I just had my first kiss." Then a small pink glow crept up to Lucy's cheeks.