heyy everyone! so, if some of you picked this up randomly, I'll warn you now- this involves liz and my OC Xavier from my story Knight in Shining Armor. I wanted to up the Xavier/Liz but couldn't figure out how, ssince I'm a chlerek freak, so I decided to do a one shot. and to those of you who know and love xavier (I know some of you do) hopefully you'll like this. It does get a bit redundant, because he has to introduce himself, and she has to introduce herself, but I'll try to spice it up for ya. I dont like bored readers. bored readers means I'm failing.

Basically, this is a one shot/ possible series of Xavier/ Liz dates, chaos, break ups and hook ups. cuz i mean, i told you about a date but gave no clues, plenty of pranks that they orchestrated, they were on their third shot at dating in the last chappie i posted, but i never give u anything about it. so, now i am. hopefully you like it.

So, the first (and possibly only) clip of Ghostly Romance! (btw- its thrid person, cuz idk I've never liked writing from a guys perspective. its awkward)

X..L (hey that kinda looks like a face)

Contact

Xavier watched Chloe, Derek, Simon and Tori walk down the street in their swim suits, lauhing and talking, getting ready for an well deserved and much needed day out. He didn't mind that he couldn't join the fun for real, watching was what he did best. Being dead meant total freedom, at a small price. He listened to their conversation, watched Chloe interact with derek, Derek with Chloe, his mind reeling with the ideas of pushing the love struck but ever blind teens together. He let his focus go, thinking about plans and pranks he could pull on them, and realized his form was fading in and out of their world. He pushed himself back in, and with a little more energy made himself visible to Chloe.

"Hey Chlo. Call up that girl Tori was talking about. Liz. I want someone to talk to." he said, swinging an arm over her shoulder. "You getta flirt, I wanna flirt."

"Sure, no problem!" she replied, smiling at him.

She focused, and he watched her easily go into the quick trance that a necro would go into when slipping partially into the other side. He heard her search for Liz, the tendrils of power sweeping through him, and suddenly grasping at something far off in the distance. With a small tug, the spirit came forward, excited, and popped up next to Chloe. It was a blonde girl, Chloe's age, in a grey-ish purple-ish nightshirt and crazy purple socks with orange giraffes. She giggled and hugged Chloe.

"Hey!" she said happily. She noticed him for the first time. "Who's he?"

"Liz, that's Xavier. He's... he's a ghost too."Chloe replied, pausing and frowning before continuing. "I told you about him."

"I know, it's about time I met him! Hi! I'm Liz." she said, still beaming.

"Xavier. Hey." he held out his hand weakly, unsure of how the whole thing would work. He hadn't spent any time with ghosts, he always followed his father. And even through her messy blonde hair and pajamas, he noticed her bright smile, the sparkle that managed to stayed in her eyes even after death, and how she immediately reached out and took his hand with a tight shake. Contact.

He stared at the two pale cold hands, clasped together, and he didn't dare let go. This wasn't real. Her smile fell a little with confusion and she pulled her hand away. She understood his shocked and warm and wishful look.

"Don't worry. First for me too. Human contact... It's been a while for you too, hasn't it?" she asked.

"Almost 11 years..." he said absently, still staring at his hand. He smiled and met her eyes again.

"Well don't just stare at her, Xavier. I thought you were supposed to be teaching me to flirt. You guys go ahead. We'll be fine. Have fun." Chloe said, smiling at each of them.

"Ok! Thanks Chloe!" Liz answered immediately. "We'll stay close in case you need to call us!"

"Ready to go?" Xavier asked, holding out his hand. He ached to be touched. He forgot how good it felt to be touched by someone physically, even a good punch to the stomach would have been amazing. Instead, he got to hold a girls hand. Dainty little fingers. Wrapped in his black tinged ones. He noticed Chloe's look, but ingored it. The blush in Liz's cheeks was nice, too.

He pushed off the second level, the Necro level, and down in between that and the first sublevel of the dead. Liz looked confused at where they were, and looked to him for some explanation. She clung to his hand tighter, scared and nervous.

"Where are we? I haven't been to this level before." she asked, looking around. The earth was still crystal clear, but Chloe couldn't see them anymore. Her light was back to its blindingly bright blue.

"I'm a necromancer. So I use my powers on myself to traverse the levels, and found a couple years ago I could stay in this one. basically we are completely alone on this midlevel. It's completely mine, that I know of. We're still on the Necro level, but just underneath enough to be able to be invisible. We can still move anything and affect things, but Necromancers can't see us. Ghosts usually just pass right through it. Unless you want to go to the first sublevel, we can stay here. It's easy for me." he explained.

They walked along the street, pulling at flowers with the wind, looking up into trees, watching their friends walk and talk. "Ok. This is so cool. But, if you're a necromancer, why can i hold your hand? I heard that only half- demons could do this." she said.

"I'm a hybrid. And genetically enhanced by the Edison Group." he replied.

"Oh. So, could you explain the levels more? You have nearly 11 years of experience behind you, I have barely a month." she played with a blade of grass as she spoke.

"Do you really want me to teach you about the dead side or do you want to have a good time?" He asked her, looking at her as if she was crazy for even asking. "Because I'm definitely out for a good time."

She looked at him excited and embarrassed at his flirting. He had pulled her down to sit, and he had her lean on him. She seemed a little uncomfortable at his forwardness, but didn't say anything. She rested on him casually, enjoying the feeling of being flirted with. It hadn't happened much before and when Chloe had told her that she was dead she thought it never would. But it was, by a cute guy her age who could keep her in this amazing 'midlevel' just the two of them. It amazed her.

"I guess I wouldn't mind having a good time with you." She replied, fighting a grimace at her less- than- witty come back.

"Good. If this is weird or anything you can move, you know." he told her, pointing out that she barely kew him but was leaning against him with his arm on her shoulder. He didn't mind, he was naturally close- physically, at least- to people.

"No. I missed being able to be touched. I know that sounds weird and all, but human contact. It's almost like being alive again." she said. Plus he was comfortable, and again- adorable, and he was exactly like her.

"I understand completely." he replied.

They sat in the grass on the sidewalk for another half hour, talking idly, asking questions, trying to make light conversation, flirting mildly. It was sunny, a few clouds rolled throught the sky, but it wasnt like they could really feel it. The warmth went straight through them. Suddenly Liz surprisingly turned to one of Xavier's favorite topics.

"You know about Chloe and Derek, right?" she asked, smiling up at him.

"How could I not. I've been messing with them for weeks now. I'm not sure how to get them together though!" he said.

"I know! Tori and I can't even get her to admit to herself that she likes him." Liz replied, getting excited at this shared favorite topic.

"Exactly! It's so hard all I can do is tease her and push her in that direction. We've played jokes on them and everything that scream 'be together!' and they still don't get it!" Xavier exclaimed.

"Jokes? Like, pranks? I wanna do one!" Liz said, jumping up off of him.

"Well, I have had one in mind for a while now. Theres this song on Tori's mp3 that I know would embarrass Chloe to death. And Tori has it with her, and some speakers. If Chloe and derek aren't sitting together I'd be amazed, because thats just how they are. Do you wanna?" he offered.

"Sure! This sounds fun. How embarrassed will she get?"

"With this song, quite embarrassed. and there isnt really anywhere for her to go, so it should be good."

The two ghosts head down to the first sublevel, and searched for Chloe's bright blue shine. They zipped around the spirit world, and found her, of course, sitting with Derek and the others, trying to hide her swimsuit. Xavier pulled them back up to the midlevel, and they watched Chloe fail fight Tori's argument about removing the towel around her torso. She did, and Xavier's jaw dropped, startling Liz. Liz was surprised too that Chloe would even own a bikini, but didn't expect that specific reaction from Xavier. He launched for the pen and paper on the table.

Good job picking something sexy, Chloe!

He turned back to the dead girl behind him, ignoring the chaos he'd caused. She stared at him, her jaw set. She looked slightly hurt, like her expectations had been dropped. They were, because she had actually begun to think that he was going to give his soul attention to her. Not Chloe, who should have been hawking Derek's attention. He met her gaze, and realized he'd messed up...

"Well, maybe he'll find some guys to drool at instead. Don't take it so seriousy, Chlo." Tori said. Of course that was the only bit of the conversation that made it into their little world. Again Liz's jaw dropped.

"GUYS?"

"I have some serious explaining to do, don't I?" he said, cringing. This was not how he envisioned explaining it to her, especially when he started to think just maybe she'd be into him enough to ask her out. It hadn't been long, but when a girl came along he wasn't going to pass up the chance. His flirting had seemed to work well enough. Now he was way back at square one.

"Uh, yeah!"

The two of them went down to the first sublevel again, and stood nervous face to pissed and shocked face, both wondering how this news would be explained.

"So, um, I guess the simplest way to put it is that I'm... uh, well, bi. I like guys and girls. Before you overreact!" he strung the sentence together as one word, trying to prevent any random spurts of anger for unknown reasons "I prefer girls. I just do get some thoughts, fantasies.... well, I won't go into that. Just, some gay tendencies. Please don't hate me for not outright telling you. I usually do tell people..."

"I didn't need that much explanation... I just thought I was maybe wrong about you for a second, thats all!" Liz said, smiling. "I thought maybe I had picked up a few wrong signals!"

"Oh... ok. Well... This is awkward. I totally misunderstood that."

"So did I."

They stood there in silence for a few seconds, unsure of who was supposed to talk first or what to say. Finally Xavier broke the silance that was eating them away.

"Well, I was gonna ask you out, so you got those signals right, but now I think you might be a little mad about my sexual preferances... So... i'll leave you alone now.... and please don't hate me." he said, starting to fade back up into his midlevel.

"I'd like to go out. On a date." she said. He threw himself back down to the sublevel.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. I don't care. I thought I was wrong and felt really, really bad about it. But if you want to try, I'm up for it. I mean, it's not like I'm ever doing anything..." she said, smiling sheepishly.

"Ok, cool! So, since we're together... I could throw something together now. You wanna?"

"Sure!"

He offered his hand again, for a completely different reason, and pulled her up to the midlevel with him. She stood just a little closer to him, an excited smile flooding her eyes and lips, and he let his arm wrap lightly onto her waist. Somehting about the fact that they could trully be together just made him crazy with a need to be close to her. She didn't pass through him, he didn't pass through her, they were like two real living people on a date. They talked, again asking each other more questions, Xavier teaching her about the spirit world, about the different levels, how it worked with both human and supernatural spirits, and of course about each other. She soaked up every word he said, surprised by his knowledge and continuing to think of more questions. He enjoyed teaching and helping her and talking with her. Suddenly he noticed Chloe get out of the pool and go sit next to derek. His prank came back into his head.

"You want to embarrass Chloe and derek?" he offered, watching the two love struck teens talk.

"Sounds good. What are you going to do?" Liz asked, jumpng up to watch Xavier perform his special brand of magic.

He went over and told hloe to plug in Tori's mp3 and switch to a specific song. Liz listened to the lyrics, and understood immediately why Chloe would be embarrassed, and watched her reaction. After turning red as a strawberry, She began writing to Xavier, since she obviously ouldn't start talking to no one, and he laughed at her, then she went off in a rant. Derek sat there confused, and didn't seem to care about what had just happened. He did smile at the words though, just slightly. Xavier went back to join his date, who was laughing hysterically.

"Good one!" she said while calming down fits of giggles.

"Thanks. I try." he shrugged, and looked back to her. He slipped his arm back around her waist, having become addicted within the space of three hours and definitely becoming more attracted to her the more she talked. She fought the blush that continuously was fighting to break on her cheeks, and focused back on his pale and dark- edged features.

"What are they gonna be doing later?" she asked.

"They're going to dinner. We can go somewhere else then, we don't have to stay so close. It's not like we can eat. We could go watch a movie. It's free for us." he said, giving her a warm smile.

"That sounds good."

"What do you want to see?"

"Whatever is out. I haven't really bothered to follow anything. Have you?" she looked him straight in the eyes when she asked.

"No... I'll check the internet when we head back. Or we can just hang out there. We don't have to go anywhere." He liked the thought of spending the evening alone in the house on the couch with her, talking. Amongst other things.

"Ok. That's good too." she replied. She definitely had a more innocent mind than he, because she beamed like a 5 year old at him.

They spent the rest of the afternoon watching their friends, making a few comments, and relaxing in the grass. Xavier offered up a game of 20 questions, but she denied, claiming she had run out of questions for the time being. It was pretty well believable, since all she had done was ask him questions. He pressed, saying she could ask anything that came to mind, about his life, his death, his after life, anything. She refused. The time continued to move at its deathly slow speed, but finally they noticed their friends leaving. They followed them, popping in to talk a little, then going back on their own. They only stayed at the house for a little bit to change and wash off the chlorine, then left. Unsure of what to do, the two ghosts opted to roam the dvds and watch a movie together on the couch. It was a simple action flick, not too crazy and a good mix of both their interests. They made light conversation, but otherwise just sat and watched the movie. Xavier stretched, and dropped his arm around Liz's shoulders. She burst out laughing.

"You did not just do that!" she said through panting breaths.

"Was it a problem? I don't have to." he teased. He removed his arm and scooted away from her.

"No! It was just funny. I mean, that's so cheesy and cliche!" she said, following him.

"Oh, so you want to be close to me. I see." he said, giving her one of his looks. He was going to work some magic on her and twist her words around to get the truth out of her.

"Well... yeah. You've been holding my hand all night! And it's not like you don't want to either. We're the only contact for each other." she said, stopping short. "Unless you don't want that..."

Well, he didn't see this coming. "Uh... yeah. Right." he said, moving back towards her. he took her hand. He felt that rush of flesh on flesh again. This simple touch made his mind wander to other things. (A/N: I know what you all thought of. lol. Not that. No sex on the first date. besides, this isn't rated for that!!! dirty birdies XP)

The movie came to an end, startling them with the credits' music. He looked towards the screen to see the rolling pointless unappreciated names. He knew what that meant. One other cliche past time he had always wanted to try but didn't get the chance to. First he had to see what was going to happen next though.

"Well, I guess that's our cue to call it a night?" she asked. He followed her lead to stand up.

"I guess so." he gave her hand a light squeeze with the words. Even though his heart didn't beat, it still mangaged to dive bomb into his stomach.

"Did you have fun?" she meant the words, he could tell from the way she looked at him as she spoke. She trully hoped he did.

"Yeah. A lot. You had fun too, right?"

"Definitely."

"So... we'll do it again? Some other night? When we can manage?" he was mentally begging for a yes. It had taken 11 years to find someone like him. There was no chance in hell he was letting this go until they found a very, very good reason to.

"Yeah." her eyes lit up when he asked, and she nodded excitedly. She quickly fixed her composure.

"So... how much do you mind cliches?" he gave her a sideways look to hide his nerves.

"Not much. Depends on which one you're doing?" she smiled, amused but confused.

He took her hand again, and let his other rest on her cheek. "Maybe it's the gay guy in me, but I've always wanted to try the really cliche version of the goodnight kiss." he whispered.

He met her lips softly, gently, and for only a second. In that time her hands went up hold onto his forarms, and her eyes fell shut. He pulled back (at least to her) far too soon. She offered a shy (which was strange for her- he didn't expect it) but incredibly excited yet weak smile, then stepped away from him.

"Too cliche?" he asked.

"No. Just cliche enough to make it perfect." she replied. "Goodnight."

"Night."

With that she faded into her own levels and he fell onto the couch in his own little Xavier- level. It seemed a lot more special now that he had shared the level with Liz. He had held her. he had made contact with her, and she had made contact with him. The whole thing was special. Besides, how many other opportunities did the dead get for romance?


Soo.... what'd you thiiink???? lemme know!!! now!!! but before you say I went waaay OOC on Xavier you have to realize something. In KISA, he isn't trying to impress Chloe, or Tori, or Derek (heaven forbid), and he promised to leave Simon , he's constantly thinking 'IMPRESS. IMPRESS. IMPRESS!!' ok? just in case you think I did that. I didn't. I mean, do any of you act the same way around someone you like? No. and if you say you don't, well, lucky you. I'm a backwards flirter. I'm shy and quiet around the guys I'm dyng to be with (made my bf very confused at first lol) and act like the most flirtatious/ kinda slutty chick ever around guys that I'm just friends with. Causes many problems. lol. Also, with Liz. I think I got her character, but she isn't too well defined in the first two books. Don't complain if all your evidence is in the third book, I haven't read it. i'll make adjustments where they are due when I read it. K?

Anyhoo.... Yay? Nay? lemme know! review, PM, whatever! Those should be the only forms of contact to me... Unless you know me personally, like my phone number, which I'm not giving out. XP you want more? Less? cuz I can delete it too! gotta tell me tho! lol thanks again! luv ya XOXOXO
~Amanda