A/N Hey, welcome to my first-ish fic! Hope you enjoy and its not too cloudy for you, and, for copyright issues... Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb, or any of the Canon characters. Happy Fictioning!

Chapter 1: The Million Little Hints

Phineas' POV

We were all in the back yard when it happened. The moment that would change my life forever. It was just another regular, summer day, and me, Ferb, Baljeet, Buford and the Fireside Girls were hard at work on our latest invention. It was some sort of robot - the name escapes me - and it was truly magnificent, if I do say so myself. It was only until my catchphrase of 'Hey, where's Perry?' had sung through the air in its vocal glory, that I realised something was missing. "Hey, guys," I started. "Anyone seen Isabella today?" Everyone shook their heads, and Adyson spoke up, "Yeah, she wasn't even at the morning meeting today. Maybe she called off sick?" Silence sliced through the busy morning bustle, until my cell phone buzzed a catchy tune, making everyone jump at least two feet off the ground.

"I-I'll just be one moment." I stammered, running up to my room.

Isabella's POV

"Aaargh!" I yelled, face planting into my pillow. "Pick up, pick up, PICK UP! Jeez, Phineas, can't you realise ANYTHING!?" I began to sob slowly and rhythmically into the fluffy puff covering my face, staining the ivory sheet with tears. I was tired of his obliviousness, and just wanted him to get the hint. Just one. Just one of the million little hints. I, after minutes of mindlessly spilling out salty drops of water, felt myself slipping into the black oblivion of sleep. The relaxation washed over me, engulfing me with its protective darkness. Momentarily, a catchy text-tone rang through the air, a strong, familiar hand pulling me out of my trance. The message was from Phineas. It read:

It's ok. Im coming over :-) xx

A relaxed smile began to spread across my lips as the door creaked open. "Isabella?"

Phineas' POV

My eyes searched expectantly throughout the lower hall of the house, ready for her familiar catchphrase. Instead, I got ambushed by an ebony mass. It tackled me to the floor, slamming the door behind me as we fell. As it raised its head, I realised it wasn't an it, but completely the opposite. The black mass revealed a tear-stained, blue-eyed, sad-looking, Isabella. She began to sob deeply into my chest, murmuring three words. "I-I...love...y-you..." My body tensed as I processed it. Then, calming down, I reapised it was about time we exchanged thoughts. I gingerly kissed her hair, then lifted her off my chest. She looked alarmed, as if she thought I had rejected her. I held her there for what seemed like an eternity, tears welling up in my eyes. I pulled her towards me, smashing my lips into hers, my ginger stubble softly grazing her smooth chin.

"I...love you too..."

We just sat there, passionately cuddling and kissing for ages. An eternity. Our eternity.

Author's POV

The gang had been sitting, waiting in the Flynn-Fletcher backyard for hours, spamming Phineas and Isabella with 'What's going on?'s and 'Where are you?'s. Ferb, however, was sat underneath the infamous tree of their childhood, smirking in his all-knowing glory. Eventually, Linda emerged through the French doors, with her trademark plate of hot cookies. "Man," Buford chimed. "Look at what Phineas and Isabella are missing out on!" Despite being a good-natured comment, Mrs Flynn-Fletcher narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"Why, exactly, are Phineas and Isabella missing out on anything, Buford?" Finally realising his mistake, Buford turned away, mumbling 'Oh, n-nothing...'. Linda then turned to Ferb expectantly. "Ferb?" He let out a sigh of relief, then, taking his step-mother's arm, started walking inside. "Well, you see, Phineas is older now, so he..."

A/N

So, there you go! My first chapter! I know it's a little short, but for now that's what I'm going for. Hope it was sweet, and any reviews, negative or positive would be appreciated. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy it! I will try to upload another chapter ASAP, but I am quite busy, so, you've been warned! Happy Fictioning!

Toots xx