((Due to popular demand, I decided to post another part to my story "So Close." I never expected it to be so popular, and I really appreciate the positive reviews I received. I have decided that instead of leaving it as a one shot, I shall post a myriad of drabbles or so as a series. Not all will be song fics. Thank you again for the kind reviews and I hope this chapter is enjoyed as well. This small piece was inspired when I watched the Lion King, which I do not own. I do not own either Being Human. This is set before series 2 as I have yet to see it.))

Can You Feel the Love Tonight?

Annie, Mitchell, a movie, and a bowl of popcorn. Completely human. Right? George was out taking care of some business; whatever kind of business guys like George can have in the middle of the night. Mitchell decided that it was time for some sort of distraction for Annie, who was still trying to be able to do more normal things. She almost swallowed a sip of tea, but it dripped down onto the chair she was sitting on. Mitchell watched the entire event transpire, nervous that he might have to dry tears once more until he remembered the last time she had cried over tea.

The vampire and ghost still had not had a chance to discuss the kiss they had shared the previous week, and it was still fresh on his mind. He had waited for the perfect moment to approach her on the topic, and a movie night between the two of them proved to be the perfect occasion. Not that she knew of course. The ever devious Mitchell had kept his intentions secret, and planned out how the evening would transpire.

"Honestly Mitchell," Annie said as the DVD menu for the movie came onto the television screen. He sat next to her on the couch, and gave her an innocent glance. "Whaaaat?" He asked drawing out the word. "The Lion King is a classic. You know you love this movie. It's pretty much impossible not to," He said and scooted closer to her as discreetly as he could. She didn't notice and pressed play on the remote. She grabbed a handful of popcorn absentmindedly and went pale as the realization hit her. She brushed it off, choosing not to get emotional. Annie grinned and simply popped some of the popcorn into Mitchell's mouth. The vampire simply chuckled and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. The two immersed themselves in the movie.

The choice in movie proved itself to be wise. Though Mitchell did get a little choked up at the scene of Mufasa's death, which he would later deny, the movie had gone by free of catastrophe.

The couple had reached the part when Simba and Nala, now adults in the realm of lions, had reunited. Mitchell smirked as the time for the execution of his plan drew near. He sat the bowl of now cold popcorn on the table, and leaned closer toward the female ghost. "Can you feel the love tonight? The peace the evening brings…" Mitchell knew that if Annie could blush, she would have a lovely color to her cheeks now. His nose was buried lightly in her hair.

Just as he was about to make his move, Annie turned her head and did something quite un-Annie. He could only stare at her in shocked. She had licked him. Annie licked HIM. If only George were there to have seen this shocking display; he'd have had a heart attack. A smiled played on Annie's lips. "Well, Nala just did it in the movie. I thought it would add to the moment," She said and shrugged, still smiling. Mitchell glanced at the screen, and it was indeed not long after the licking scene.

He couldn't help but laugh. Annie's smile widened, and once more the couple was caught in an embrace. This kiss was sweeter and shorter than the one they had before. Even though they both had no need for air, they found themselves breaking apart for a moment. Mitchell grabbed Annie, setting her down on his lap, and kissed her once more. His hands found their way to her hair, and cold fingers ensnared themselves in the soft curls. Her hands, however, remained at a stalemate not going any further, than leaning on his shoulders.

George entered the little pink house exhausted, but in good spirits. That is of course, until he walked into the living room of course. He scowled. "I leave for a few hours and you two are at it again!" He all but screeched. The two broke apart, and Annie slid off his lap and onto the couch. Mitchell smirked and stood up clapping George on the shoulder. "Hakuna Matata." He said and left the room. He chuckled at the sound of Annie's badly muffled giggles. Mitchell figured that they would have to talk another time.

((Ok. I honestly think it sucked, but people wanted another. Read review, criticize! I use any flames to fuel my will to do better as a writer.))