Okay, I have always dreamed of this little scene between the Red and the Wolf :) I think that's just cute, that Red becomes stronger and makes a move.

I might turn this into a series if it gets some good reviews.. :)

Love, Eh. (yes the name's eh XD )

Scarlett had been aware that the dude lurking in dark shadows has been following her for a while now. She tugged her red hoodie tighter – the evening night was rather chilly.

She wished if only he'd just leave her alone! She knew he was there already, what's the point! He already rejected her before, and now he was coming back like a guard dog following her everywhere? Just, what?

Frustrated, she slammed her foot on the ground.

"What do you want, Wolfe!" She hissed and turned around, startling the tall lanky boy in the shadow.

"N-nothing," came the reply.

Scarlett decided to take the matter into her own hands. She moved towards him, almost cat like. "Nothing? Are you ssssssssssure?" Purposing dragging the syllables, she made sure she batted her eyes in a seducing way.

The youngest boy of the Wolfe family shivered, due to her temptations or just the cold air, no one knew. He backed off, and hit the wall with a loud 'thud'.

Scarlett took her chance, and caged him with her arms. She tiptoed to face the tall boy face to face. Making sure he was making eye contact with her, she dropped the seducing looks.

"Why?" She whispered softly. "If you don't like me, why are you stalking me?"

The boy opened his mouth for a response, but decided against it anyway. He knew she was hurt by his rejection. All he ever wanted was her to be happy, and it sucked, really sucked watching her like this. Almost primal, he turned around and pushed Scarlett to the wall.

"I don't know –" he breathed, "All I know is I want you safe, and being with me is not safe." He wasn't sure if this was good enough explanation, but it'll have to do.

Scarlett knew the reputation the family had; horrible things had been said about them. However, she wasn't going to give up, not because of a crappy reason like that.

So she reached forward, and softy, but firmly planted a kiss on his way too rough lips.