La Muerte could not get away from him. Xibalba was a lot of things, not all bad as she had been learning, but this was something she only heard of. His ability to stay on things until they were finished or went his way. Xibalba had been chasing her all over her palace. From outside then inside and now he followed her to her own bedroom! 'Thank the Gods, that everyone is asleep.' she thought. He was also known for rising his voice and she didn't want anyone to know he was here so late. Fast walking away from in him, she opened the door to her bedchamber in hope of slamming the door in face, but instead he was right on her heels and was in her room with her before she could close the door.

"Stop walking away from me! We're not done here!" Xibalba hissed. He couldn't believe that this breath taking women was as beautiful as she was stubborn. He also couldn't believe how huge her palace was! Sure, it looked big from the outside but when a person, or god in this matter, walked in it was beyond words massive and he somehow hadn't lost her while following after her.

" I think we are! I have nothing to say to you besides buenas noches!" La Muerte snapped back. 'How dare he?! Yelling and following me like… we're… married!'

"Yes, you do and I'm not leaving until there said."

La Muerte started to turn away from him in huff, but found her body being pushed against the wall with Xibalba's hands pinning her wrists to the wall. There lips being just inches apart. But what really caught her attention was how she noticed how wonderful his eyes were. His eyes had always been something she liked about him. Their shape and color were so different from what she was used to but it was also the way they looked at her. La Muerte sometimes found herself trying to sneak a peek at Xibalba when they are playing chess but when she looked up he was already staring at her. She had looked in his eyes before of course, the first time they met, their eyes locked and for them the world just seemed… to stop.

La Muerte walked into the ballroom, glancing around the room for her sister ,La Noche. She couldn't help but simile at the idea that La Noche might be falling for someone. All La Muerte knew was he was a powerful god but not much to look at, as her sister had said. She was happy that her hermana was finding someone to spend the rest of her life with, but she couldn't help but wonder about herself. If she would ever find her soul mate. Someone who she could truly love and to be loved back. Being lost in thought she stopped walking and just stood there… waiting for a certain someone.

Xibalba looked around the room and grumbled under his breath. He couldn't believe how long he had been waiting! 'And for whom!' he thought. 'Just another mere goddess'. He was never one to be social with other people, mostly because everyone he knew feared or hated him and sometimes both! But he tried not to think about that… he's been feeling lonely and thought it was time to take a wife and La Noche seemed alright but there was a feeling in his chest that he couldn't explain like he was missing someone. Not being able to push this feeling aside, Xibalba leaned against the wall waiting.

A sudden feeling in her gut pulled La Muerte and out of her thoughts and back to finding her sister. Both not knowing where La Noche was, glanced up and looked around the room filled with other Gods and Goddesses and scanned for the one face they were looking for, but instead were drawn to look in front of them. Their eyes locked with each others from across the room. The music all of a sudden left the room, along with the voices of everyone else, as they stared into each other's eyes and one would think their souls. They didn't know how long they stayed like that, just looking. It felt like seconds and yet hours all at the same time. Not knowing what either was doing, both started to walked towards the other not knowing this was the beginning of everything.

Snapping out of her daze, La Muerte struggled against Xibalba's strength. "Let go of me!"

"Not until you say it!" he said taking a step forward.

"Say what?!"

"That there's something here, between us!

"No!"

"No you won't say it?"

"No there's nothing between us." La Muerte was losing her ground. Being this close to him and not having anywhere to run. She could feel his breath on her skin and his eyes on her, but more on her lips.

Xibalba growled growing tired of this game, he wanted his prize. "Yes, there is! It's been here. You know what we have!"

La Muerte remained silent, never letting her eyes let go of his.

"I want you to say it!"

"No! You've been nothing but… a… pain!" La Muerte was trying to think of the bad memories with him but at this moment she could think of none. "You're rude, stubborn and mean and… and…"

Xibalba wasn't going to let her finish that sentence. He could tell that she was having a hard time thinking like he was. Deciding that talking wasn't getting anywhere, he took the final step forward and pressed his lips to hers. At first, it was soft and sweet. Not wanted to push too far. She couldn't believe someone like Xibalba could kiss so softly. When they broke apart for air, La Muerte spoke so softly he thought he must have misheard her.

"There's something between us…"

Xibalba gave her a wicked smile and leaned in to her and crushed her against the wall. Her moans match his as he finally tasted her sugar, sweet lips. She was losing her footing so letting go of her wrists, brought his hands to her thighs and lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist never breaking the kiss. They didn't know how long they stayed like this but soon both needed air but they didn't want this moment to end. Xibalba was the first to break the kiss, but with only a second of air starting to kiss up and down her neck while one of his hands held one of her legs around his waist and the other went up and down her amazing figure.

La Muerte wrapped her arms around his neck, keeping him as close as she could without becoming part of the wall and even that wasn't close enough for her. She felt his cold lips kiss lower and lower and couldn't help it when she gasped as he kissed her sweet spot right below her collarbone. He kissed that spot over and over again just to hear her gasp his name. Before pressing his lips to hers again.

"Xibalba…" La Muerte whispered, breathless from the kiss.

Xibalba was trying to speak but couldn't seem to think clearly. "Yes, my dear?"

"How did you know?"

" That first time I looked into your eyes, I saw everything good in the world."

La Muerte blushed a little as he said that but noticed that they were still in the same place making her blush even more. Xibalba noticed and didn't want to push his luck any further and gently grabbed her waist and set her down, still in bliss of their kiss.

"I should be getting back to my realm... " He started but felt the welcomed lips of La Muerte press against his again, but before he could react to the kiss she pulled back with a small smile.

"Will you be back tomorrow? We never did finish our talk." La Muerte couldn't help it and added a playful wink.

"Of course, mi amor. I shall count the minutes."

With that being said Xibalba teleported out of her room and back into his realm, leaving La Muerte alone with her thoughts. She couldn't believe she did that! How they went from God and Goddess to… to... lovers?! But she still felt the way his lips felt against hers and how it felt not only right but like they were suppose to be there. She hoped tomorrow wouldn't be like this and they could talk, but the way her heart was beating in her chest told her talking wasn't going to work and she smiled because she knew what would.