Emotions
Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10, and this story takes place in "Big Fat Alien Wedding."
Ben didn't like the way this was going, 'If this goes on I'll be the laughingstock at the wedding.' Ben was almost tempted to bust out the Omnitrix and just hightail it out of the county. While this was all happening in Ben's head, Gwen was watching with an amused grin on her face.
"So the dweeb can't dance yet?"
"What do you want dork?" Ben knew what Gwen was doing there, but it didn't mean that he had to show her. "I just came here to see how much of a dweeb you will be at the party."
"I don't need this right now, is there anything else you wanted dweeb?" Gwen knew that Ben wouldn't back down from this, so she just took his hand and started the lesson on dancing. "Hey, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like dork? I'm teaching you how to dance, now get it together." Taking his other free hand she placed it on her waist, "Now remember the worst thing you can do is step on your partner's feet, so for now look down and make sure you don't step on my toes dork." Taking the exercise in stride, Ben tried his best to not step on Gwen's toes. "Good, now let's try to quicken the pace a bit Ben."
Nodding his head, Ben didn't even notice Gwen's change in demeanor; she seemed to be really into this dancing thing. Ben soon could do a simple waltz with no problem, but Gwen wasn't done teaching him yet. Soon they were dancing to and fro inside the old rust bucket known as their transportation on this summer trip. Ben was learning not to worry so much about his feet and just flow with the dance, it was nice to let go of all the tension that was acquainted with dancing in front of others. Ben didn't notice Gwen's head on his shoulder until he turned his head; it seemed that it was a natural place to see her.
Ben had always known that his cousin was beautiful, especially from the way some boys would ogle her as she walked down the street. It just didn't seem to register until now that she was a girl and she was pretty, Ben didn't know why but he suddenly wasn't feeling as bad about dancing. Being this near Gwen was nice; he could even smell the strawberry shampoo that she used.
Gwen was enjoying this dance with Ben; it was the first time in a long time that he had followed her directions for more then a second at a time. He wasn't so bad when he didn't open his mouth and call her names all the time. Dancing in his arms was something she wouldn't have dreamed of in a million years, but it seemed right to her, somewhere she was safe and where she wanted to be.
It was getting late and the two had to stop dancing, the wedding was tomorrow and if they didn't get enough sleep they might fall asleep at the church. Ben took the top bunk and Gwen the bottom, it was the same as it has always been but it seemed empty to the two.
Ben couldn't describe it but it just seemed that he couldn't get the feel of Gwen in his arms out of his mind. It just seemed right to him, the way they danced and how warm she felt in his arms, plus the smell of her hair was enough to make him blush. He didn't know what was going on but he knew that he had to stop it before it got out of hand; she was his cousin for crying out loud. Still the images in his head would not go away and he knew he wouldn't be getting much sleep in the near future.
The next morning came too early for Ben, he still was wrapping around the problem of what he was going to do about the Gwen situation. And not only that, it seemed that the wedding had a little snag, well maybe you could call it a major snag, it seemed the bride's family wanted to kill the groom's family.
"Mom, Dad what are you both doing?"
"There will be no wedding between us and no truce." The bride's family was definitely against the Plumber side, it seemed they had a running feud for a long time. This was the perfect chance to get back at them, "Don't do this Mom, please it's my wedding day."
"Get out of the way Camille, we'll deal with this." Pushing her daughter aside, the monster mother launched attacks at the man who she wanted to marry Joel. Ben knew that it was hero time and launched into the battle fray as Heatblast, launching fire blasts at the parents and the guests from the bride's side of the family. It seemed the Sludge had a problem with fire, the whole family turned into stone statues. It could be said that the mud people hated to get baked.
With the bride's family down and out it was back to the festivities, or it would have been like that if the groom hadn't been suffocated by the mud all over him. Now it was a somber mood and the bride and groom's family mourned the loss of Joel. Ben decided to discreetly remove himself from the events transpiring around him.
Gwen caught up to him before he made it back to the Rust Bucket, "Wait up Ben, are you okay?"
"I don't know."
"What's wrong?"
"I couldn't save Joel; he trusted them and now look what happened to him. I was supposed to be a hero, now what am I? I can't even save one person."
"It's not your fault, how could you know that they would pull something like that?"
"I knew something was going on, I should have dug deeper instead of dancing. I was distracted; I didn't do anything to help Joel that was just as good as if I choked him myself."
Shaking her head, Gwen walked toward Ben and engulfed him in a warm hug, "You didn't kill him Ben, and you can't blame yourself for that."
"I can't help it, I ruined it all, I couldn't get my mind off you…uhh…I mean I don't know…"
"What was that?"
"I couldn't stop it, I was distracted by you." Looking into his eyes, Gwen could see he was telling the truth. Ben couldn't stand it anymore and slowly started to kiss Gwen.
Gwen couldn't believe what was going on, but she couldn't bring herself to pull away from Ben. It felt so right and she just wanted to have that feeling stay for as long as possible. Ben noticed that Gwen didn't pull away and was encouraged by it; he slowly started to move the two of them to the Rust Bucket. He was trying to open the door to the RV and hang onto Gwen all at the same time, good thing he was very good at coordinating his movements.
Inside the RV it was a very interesting affair; suffice it to say that both were very pleased to say the least. Ben was thinking after the events that this could cause ramifications that could wreck the very fabric that held the trio together during the summer holidays.
Ben was still trying to contemplate these events when he heard the door to the RV opening, "Ben, Gwen are you guys in here?"
Freaking out like a man who just saw a monster, Ben hurriedly got back into his clothes and tried his best to hide Gwen from sight. Hearing the footsteps from the outside, Ben quickly started for the door to the RV.
"Grandpa, what are you doing here?"
"I should be asking you that, what are you doing here Ben. Have you seen Gwen?"
"Gwen? No I haven't seen her since the wedding disaster." Shaking his head, Grandpa Max was getting worried about the stuff going on, "I can't believe that Joel has passed on, I want to talk to you about that Ben."
"Hmm?"
"Well, I just wanted to say that I am proud of you for how you fought back those Sludges. And I wanted to say that you are not responsible for Joel's passing, you did all you could. In fact, Camille wanted to thank you personally for your courage and your heart against her family."
Surprised by Camille's invitation, Ben nodded his head and said that he would see her the very next morning. "Okay, now if you see your cousin tell her that we're all worried about her. Don't cause too much of a mess over her, okay Ben?"
"Yes, Grandpa."
Watching Grandpa leave for the house, Ben waited till the man had almost reached the house before he headed back to his bunk. Looking through the covers he found Gwen, "Gwen are you awake?"
That question was quickly answered by her lips locking onto his, 'Guess that answers my question.' Watching Grandpa leave for the house, Ben waited till the man had almost reached the house before he headed back to his bunk. Looking through the covers he found Gwen, "Gwen are you awake?"
That question was quickly answered by her lips locking onto his, 'Guess that answers my question.' Trying any kind of deep thought was out of the question for Ben, thus he didn't get any kind of lucid thoughts until Gwen released him. "Good evening Ben."
"Uh…"
"That was wonderful Ben; you don't know how long I wanted to share that with you." Looking into her eyes, Ben didn't have a response to the young woman. "Was that Grandpa I heard?"
"Yeah."
"Oh was he worried about us?"
"Yeah."
"Can you answer with more then one syllable?"
"Yeah, I mean of course I can." Gwen liked the way her body made Ben, she was especially amused when she showed him a little bit of skin and he started to go red. Quickly getting dressed, but with a little help from Ben, make that a lot of help from Ben, Gwen sat down on the bottom bunk to talk about their little situation.
"Ben, I think we should talk about what happened."
"Umm…I don't know what to say."
"Do you regret it?" Gwen was especially worried about Ben's response to this question, fortunately for Gwen, Ben outright denied this. "Of course not, I love you Gwen." Crying out in joy, Gwen hugged Ben closely and cried softly on his shoulder.
Ben patted her back and slowly let her get over the shock of his statement, "Ben I love you too, but we have to keep this a secret from Grandpa and everyone else."
Nodding his head, Ben decided the best thing for now was to enjoy the moments they had together and worry about the rest tomorrow. What would tomorrow bring? No one can know.