Title: Fifties Date

Author: Cesia Illuser/ Warangel88
Pairing: Claire/Peter

Warring: Non Cesty Paire, slightly smutty towards the end

Diclaimer: Don't own Heroes. First drabble in a series of Parire drabbles. Thanks Ellie for betaing

"You took us to the fifties," she stated happily as she wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lips against his, and he tasted faintly the watermelon lip gloss that she was wearing.

Her emerald green eyes watched in delight as she observed several of the other couples dancing, the girls dressed in skirts with poodles on the bright cloth and white sneakers, the guys wearing leather jackets over a white t-shirt.

They were dressed no different from every other couple in that time period. She was dressed in bright pink skirt that had a poodle across the surface and a white button shirt, her golden locks having a bit more curl than usual.

The only jewelry that she wore was a silver heart shaped locket Peter gave her for her eighteenth birthday.

He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt with a leather jacket over it, the classic bad boy look, but looked gorgeous nonetheless.

Claire couldn't help but smile as she watched the couples dance, the girls dressed in similar skirts to her, only with shades of blue, red, purple, and even some that matched her own color.

Peter smiled lightly, "I remember you saying that you wished you'd lived during the fifties on one of our movie nights."

Claire smiled at that, she remembered that night too. There was some movie on TV, the name currently escaping her; but she did remember saying something along the lines of malts and hamburgers, "You're the greatest boyfriend ever."

Peter laughed lightly as he pulled his girlfriend on the dance floor and started dancing like the other couples were doing. Truthfully, it'd been awhile since they had gone on a date, what with the whole saving the world business.

He is entirely grateful that Claire stood by him, and he knows that it certainly was easy task for her with Sylar, the Company, his family, and the paparazzi, "I love you."

She smiled at him, "I love you too, Peter."

Later, he teleported them back to his apartment and fell into his bed in a mixture of pleasure and bliss as he stripped her out of the button shirt and pink skirt leaving her in her pink lace bra and matching thong. His lips pressed against her bare flesh as he made love to her.

She can't wait until they time travel again for their next date.

-The End