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A/N: this is a song fic from Kel to Cleon. It's my first song fic so pretty please don't flame me!  It probably won't be any good but…hey…I'm gonna give it a go! Anyhow, it takes place right after Cleon kissed her at Midwinter. HTML edited.

I had no choice, but to hear you.

You stated your case time and again.

I thought about it

He...kissed me. Cleon kissed me. Cleon kissed me. Cleon kissed me. I don't believe it…was he just goofing around or…something else…

You treat me like I'm a princess,

I'm not used to liking that

You ask how my day was…

He always gave me those sweet nicknames…but surely he was just joking around then? Trying to get a laugh out of the others? But then…Mithros…I don't know which is worse: he kissed me because he wanted to, or because he was joking around again.

You've already one me over in spite of me.

So don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet.

And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are.

I couldn't help it.

It's all your fault!

Curse him! Why does he have to be so charming? I'm fickle. First Neal, then Dom, now Cleon! But why does Cleon feel different from Neal or Dom?

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole

You're so much braver than I give you credit for.

That's not lip service

If he does like me then it tool quite a lot of courage to kiss me like that. I know I certainly wouldn't have been able to do that to Neal or Dom. Not in a million years…I never really noticed before, but Cleon has such a nice shade of gray eyes…

You've already one me over in spite of me.

So don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet.

And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are.

I couldn't help it.

It's all your fault!

Keladry of Kennan…hm…Gods! What am I doing!?

You are the bearer of unconditional things.

You held your breath, and the door for me.

Thanks for your patience

Cleon is one of the few of my friends who reminded me I was a girl. Calling me cute pet names and holding out chairs and opening doors. It was a nice relief from all the wrestling and fighting I do that makes me forget my feminine side sometimes. He makes me remember.

You're the best listener that I've ever met.

You're my best friend.

Best friend with benefits.

What took me so long?

Now that I think about it, Cleon's always been there to listen to my problems and not say anything. He was there when I needed to get things off my chest. Neal, as sweet as he is, and as much as I love the guy, he was always the one complaining to me. I wonder if Cleon gets annoyed by me sometimes…I hope not. Maybe I should apologize, just in case. But not now! That would be so awkward. Will it ever stop being awkward?

You've already one me over in spite of me.

So don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet.

And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are.

I couldn't help it.

It's all your fault!

A/N: So, how was it? Any good? I have other Tortall fics stored in my mind, I just need time to write them…hehe…anyhow. Please review. And remember what they used to say: if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. In other words: NO FLAMES!!!! Nice things, or constructive criticism only please. (And if you have a Tortall fic/fics and you aren't signed in when you review, please give me a link. I'd love to read them!)