Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. Too bad. *sniff*

Rating: G – PG, as the story goes on.

Spoilers: A little bit of ItB.

Summary: Short fic. Greg gets a kiss. Grissom gets jealous – sort of. G/S UST. Pure fluff.

A/N: I was totally floored by all the reviews I got for 'Questions'. Thank you. You guys rock. (Okay, I have to add this: one of the first reviews I got was from one of my favorite fanfic writers! I was so happy I wasn't able to sleep after that.) So I repeat: Thank you. Oh, and EINMNL (English Is Not My Native Language), so sorry if you find some mistakes, and feel free to let me know.

Kisses By CS-eye Chapter I: Greg

"Greg, that was really nice of you to ask. But for the thousandth time, I'm sorry. I just can't go on a date with you."

"But Sara, c'mon… It's just one dinner. What's wrong with that? We're two people going out for a bite… you know? Then after that… well, let's just see what happens."

"Actually, I think you just defined 'date'."

"Okay, so it's a date. Why won't you go?"

"It's not you, Greg. I-I just… To be honest, I don't know. Why can't we just stay friends?"

"Don't you even think I'm cute?"

Sara made didn't know whether to laugh or make a face so just replied, "Okay, Greg, you're cute. But that's it." There. Just to shut him up. He's lucky I'm in a good mood.

"Fine, fine. You really got it bad, don't you?" Greg answered with a little smirk on his face. "At least she thinks I'm cute," he thought.

"What do you suppose to mean by that?"

"You know exactly what I mean."

"No, I don't. Now excuse me, but I have to go. Thanks again."

"You don't know what you're missing, Sara."

Sara just smiled.

"I mean it. You really don't –" Greg was cut off by Sara giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Shut up, Greggo. I just showed you what you actually are going to miss – because that will never happen again."

Sara, smiling, turned away briskly, leaving a red-faced lab tech with a goofy grin on his face.

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"Grissom! What are you doing here?"

Sara was surprised to see an equally red-faced Grissom standing on the chem lab doorway.

"I came to get my results," Grissom answered, a bit more gruffly than he usually does. He avoided Sara's surprised eyes, and walked over to the still beaming Greg Sanders.

"Here you go, boss. What I suspected was right, Reeves is the killer. The DNA found at the scene matches exactamundo."

Greg handed his supervisor an envelope, and tried to keep himself from grinning like an idiot. Grissom took it, and went out without looking at both Greg, and Sara, who was still standing near the doorway, her feet rooted on the spot.

"I think you better go follow him," Greg said, half-jokingly, nodding towards the direction of Grissom's steps.

Sara seemed to be jolted back to reality by Greg's voice.

"Why should I? I don't have to explain anything to him."

"You don't… But I think he needs one," he replied, a bit more seriously this time.

 "Go on, or else you might be tempted to kiss me again," he added with a smirk.

Greg was still gabbing away when Sara darted out of the lab.

"That woman loves me," he thought, when Sara left. "She just loves Grissom more."

~tbc~