Ice was sexy. And what made him sexy? His muscles, his hair, his slightly tanned skin. But, there was one thing Riff liked best. Those silvery blue-gray eyes that always looked so oddly deep and serious.

Riff had first noticed them at one of the many 'war councils' they had. As Tony and Ol'-What's-His-Face from the Emeralds talked, Ice was having a casual stare-off with one of the opposing gang members. Neither gave in until Ice cocked a light brown eyebrow and the other guy turned away. Ice, knowing that Riff was watching, turned his eyes to his superior and grinned.

That's when Riff noticed how sexy those eyes were.

-WSS-

Despite the fact that there had been a rumble, the Emeralds just kept going, to the point where none of them could be seen by cops past ten. And then the sexy eyes came back.

Ice and Riff were walking to Doc's, almost shoulder-to-shoulder. The two weren't talking; the silence wasn't awkward, but companionable. When Ice stopped dead, Riff was confused. He was even more confused when Ice grabbed his hand and pulled him under a set of stairs.

"What're we-" Riff started.

"Hush," Ice whispered. "I heard somethin'."

Riff and Ice sat stock still, practically sitting on each other in the cramped space. Riff looked over at the younger Jet, and Ice looked steadily back. And even in the scarce moonlight, Riff could see those pretty blue-gray orbs that looked like they were seeing his thoughts. Riff fought the urge to grab Ice and kiss him. The task was made considerably easier when heavy footsteps clumped towards them.

"Ey, Jim, where'd they go?"

"I dunno!"

Ice grinned at the cops' stupidity. Riff grinned as well, but that was mostly due to Ice's smile. They waited in silence as the cops clumped away.

"Alright, let's go."

Riff clambered out from under the stairs, Ice seemingly appearing from nowhere in front of the other Jet, brushing off his white pants as Riff stared. Then he looked at Riff, his sexy eyes twinkling.

That's when Riff had to kiss him.

And Ice kissed back.

Right, so there's that done. I was listening to Sexy Eyes by Whigfield and reading West Side Story (yeah, there's a book) and I thought she was saying 'Sexy Ice'. So you get this!