Author's Note - Melting Snow. An Ratchet/Clank fanfiction. Chapter Two: Christmas Shopping.

I have NEVER ever done fanfiction writing before so... uhm inexperienced?
Might be a little OOC, not so original and well... I suck at titles...

Tell me what you think, want me to continue? (Also Ratchet & Clank belongs to Insomniac Games, Melting Snow belongs to me, Lombnut)

Christmas day was just two days ahead, but until then they hadn't bothered to think about shopping.
It wasn't like all the decorations, trees and gifts would be all sold out.
Veldin wasn't precisely over populated, and Ratchet knew this fact the best.

Although, the few stores that did exist sure knew how to get their hard earned bolts,
and so he secretly worked on repairing some old engines.

He wanted to buy Clank something nice, no matter how much it would cost.

-o-o-

"Ratchet, where would you like to go?" Clank said, as he poked the absentminded lombax to gain his attention.

"Oh, uhm... how about we split up? I need to get some ... things."

"Oh, okay ..." Clank replied, sounding a bit disappointed, to which Ratchet noticed, but didn't say anything.

-o-o-

Clank watched Ratchet run off towards some random Gadgetron vendor and sighed deeply.
Why did he have to feel this way? He was only a robot, he shouldn't even be able to feel like this.
He knew that Ratchet was probably straight, and he hated himself for thinking this way.
Ever since Ratchet kneeled down to him back there on Oltanis, he knew that he cared for him.
When he thought that Ratchet would leave him, he didn't. He came back for him.

"Hey, tin can!"

"Where do you think you're going? We still... ugh... need to fix that arm!"

Clank smiled at the memories. Again this warmth came to him, just like every time he thought about Ratchet …
Could it be ... love? Could he, Clank, a non organic being, be in love with someone ... someone like Ratchet?
No. He told himself that even if Ratchet knew what he felt for him, it would be impossible.

'Ratchet could never feel the same way,' Clank thought, and he decided to keep this his secret.
He didn't want to destroy what they had. Their friendship was so fragile, and yet so ... so beautiful.

He shyly blushed and started browsing through the different merchendizes.
He needed something, something to show his appreciation for Ratchet.

"Clank, you done yet?" Ratchet said, appearing there with a shopping bag and a box of christmas decorations.

"Uhm ... give me a minute, okay?" Clank said, trying to give Ratchet a fake smile while he stressed on the inside.
He needed to find something now. Now, now, NOW!

"I got the salesman to deliver the Christmas tree to our house for us," Ratchet told Clank. "Sure, it costed more, but it's nice not have to carry it around."

Clank sighed, letting Ratchet's present go for now. Perhaps he will find something better tomorrow.

"Let's go Ratc-"

Clank was cut off as Ratchet grabbed his hand softly.

"Hey, you help me carry this bag?" Ratchet said, looking down on Clank and gave him a soft smile.

"Sure," Clank replied with a smile, holding Ratchet's hand a little tighter.