I thank all of those who want a part two. Here is the first chapter. I am going to try to update it very frequently. It's going to be a short story. I am aiming for five chapters. Please review.

Chapter One

Gendry stared at the brown box in the center of the sitting room, and it did nothing else but stares back at him. He smiled, caught up in his daydream. He couldn't believe it. Was it real? It had been only a month and he was here, staring at boxes. His smile grew wider at the thought that his life was going to change. Well, it had been changing since that night. Every day that had gone by since then was full of happiness. He knew he was profoundly and inexcusably in love. He loved every minute of her… with her. He knew he couldn't take a second without her. And now, he wouldn't miss any.

Arya closed the door of Jon's sedan with her foot as she balanced the last box. It wasn't that heavy, only her last of her textbooks and several notebooks. Jon called out to her from within the car, "Are you sure you don't need any help?" Arya shook her head in refutation for the keys were in her mouth. She made her way up the steps the giddy feeling in her stomach making it almost effortless.

Gendry knew the sound of Arya's footsteps up the stairs. He snapped out of the daydream and ran to the door. He opened it and seeing Arya carrying the box, chided her, "Why didn't you call me, love?"

Arya must have been lost in thought for she looked up at him with a startled look. "Hey," her voice was just above a whisper. She knew better than to deny Gendry the box. She passed it to him as he bent down and planted a chaste kiss on her temple. Arya smiled, bursting at the seams inside.

Arya and Gendry just finished moving in together. It had been a month since they put a stop to "It's Complicated" and became a couple. They had come to a mutual agreement to have Arya move into Gendry's flat until the fall, when she would start her classes and he the job he accepted in Braavos.

Arya landed on the couch with an exaggerated huff. She sprawled her legs before her and looked up at the ceiling. It reminded her of the time she broke the news of her and Gendry to her mom. It had been two days after the birthday party and her mom had called her because she had not come home. Arya had spent those days in Gendry's bed, exploring the language of their love and had no time for replying to calls or texts. When Gendry had to return to work on Monday, Arya decided it was best to go back home. Her mother was waiting for her in the kitchen, two cups of tea on the counter and ready for a long talk.

At first, Catelyn Stark opposed of Arya being with Gendry, her stance being that she was too young and their distance would end up separating them. But Arya stood her ground and told her that loving him was right, that she could not even think about a day gone by without him, that she saw herself being married to him someday soon, and that she wanted to be the mother of his future children. Arya did not leave anything out. She even got emotional and started crying, something her mother had never seen, even when her father passed away. Catelyn soon understood and became happy for her daughter.

Robb had no objections once Jon made him see. Gendry Waters was a close friend of the family and had succeeded very well, making him a suitable candidate for the job of future brother-in-law. They knew his intentions for Arya were honorable and no other could make their wild sister tame and in-love.

Sansa had little to say but, "I told you so." She had known all along that they were meant to be and letting time find each other was the best resolution to their awkwardness and misunderstanding. She was so excited when Arya tried to sneak into her bedroom after her discussion with their mother. But Sansa was waiting for her at her door. Arya tried to push her aside, but Sansa needed to know everything. She was not shy, "So, did you do it?"

Arya felt somewhat offended since she knew that she was no longer a virgin and wondered if something had changed in her and others could tell. "It's none of your business."

Sansa chuckled, "Yep, you did."

"And what if we did? You do it with Sandor." Arya was tired of the hypocrisy running rampant in her home. Just because she was the youngest girl didn't mean she was a baby and needed people watching out for her.

"Touché. Touché." Sansa just grinned and let Arya tell her with just her body language.

In time, the Stark family accepted that Arya was no longer a little girl and that Gendry was going to treasure her. The awkwardness of the formalities settled down after several family dinners, and soon Gendry was coming over regularly and Arya was spending time in his flat making it somewhat her own. They made it official when Gendry told Robb he would take the job of Vice President in the Braavos branch of the Stark's growing corporation. This made Robb and Jon respect him even more because he was serious about their sister, who forever they would see as little and in need of their constant protection.

"What are you thinking about?" Gendry leaned over Arya and kissed her lips, interrupting her reminiscing.

Arya shook her head, smiling.

"You don't want to tell me?" Gendry teased, planting another kiss on her nose.

Arya slipped her hands under his shirt. "I was just thinking…" She kissed him on the lips passionately. "I am going to have to unpack all this stuff only to repack for when we move in September."

Gendry clicked his tongue, "Well, we can't avoid that."

Arya put on that wicked grin, "We can try to postpone it." She nibbled his left earlobe, hinting to him that she wanted him… like she did last night and that morning.

Gendry did not waste any time; he wanted her just as much. Effortlessly, he swept her up in his arms and took her into the bedroom- their bedroom.

Arya wrapped her body in the thick, white towel as she stepped out of the bathroom. She pinned her hair up as she walked past Gendry sitting on the bed catching the late night news. He had already showered and settled into a pair of comfortable pajamas. It was going to be an early night because he had to be in the office for a seven o'clock morning meeting. Arya was planning a long day of unpacking and grocery shopping.

"I think I'm going to make lasagna tomorrow." Arya passed Gendry the bottle of lotion, hinting that she wanted a foot massage.

Without realizing it, Gendry started massaging her, "Sounds good. I'll bring home a bottle of wine and some fresh bread from the bakery."

Arya nodded, "Starting a totally different topic- do you think it's going to be hard being away from all we know."

"I'm not going to lie to you, honey." Gendry kissed the hollow space between her ankle and heel. "We're going to have to face being away from your family, the responsibility of owning our own place, the times we will just run into each other between your classes and my meetings… but it's going to be fun too."

Arya's resolved grin formed into a smile. "I'll still find time to make dinner and if that doesn't work, I'll grab lunch with you."

"See? And I'll pick up flowers and chocolates… and… and make sure you know you're adored." Gendry's icy blue eyes sparkled, now.

Arya punched his shoulder, jokingly. "I need nothing like that… you know."

"I do m'lady… oh, I do." Gendry grabbed her ankles and dragged her to the foot of the bed where he sat. Arya giggled, but stopped when she meet his eyes. Gendry was serious now, intently wanting her to understand his oath. "You have me, Arya. You have me now and you will have me through everything. Do you understand?" Their temples were touching and Arya could feel the passion in his breath on the top of her lip. She nodded and closed her eyes, absorbing his promise. "You have me," he whispered it this time.

"I have you," Arya whispered back, "Just as you have me."