Author's note:

I wish I could work on Young and Forbidden, or in Red Warrior...but I can't since I have no inspiration for either one of those stories, and I'm planing on just taking one week to write the whole thing so I can update every two days or so...but I really want to thank all of you for giving me such positive reviews for this story! I knew you guys would like it! So here is the next chapter...hope you like it...oh, and just saying...prepare for a roller coaster of emotions ;)

They both entered his car, with the intention of riding back home. The girl was laughing at his previous comment, and the boy was watching how her freckles seemed to dance on her cheeks as her lips continued to curl up. Once they were on their seats, the guy forced her to put on the seat belt, only to receive a smirk from her part. As they drove, the girl turned on the radio, shouting the lyrics at the top of her lungs, the window half-way down, and her hair flying back. As much as the guy wanted to keep his eyes on the road, it was inevitable to take a glance at the girl, who seemed so...free. He smiled, and in a couple of minutes, they were in front of her house. He was about to take off the keys, when she stopped him by putting her hand on his. She shook her head.

"I like that song," She muttered, her head slightly moved to the slow beat of the song that was now playing. The guy chuckled, and turned his body towards her. The moon light was hitting her side, and he was falling deeper in love with her smile every passing second.

"Love is a ruthless game, unless you play it good and right." She finished singing. The guy chuckled, pulling her curls out of her face and wrapping them around his fingers, since they wouldn't stay still behind her ear. The girl tried to hold back a giggle, only to make her snort in result. The guy laughed.

"I'm crazy in love with you," he whispered. The girl smiled and scooted closer to where he was, one of her hands snaking up his chest.

"Then kiss me," The guy smiled before cupping her cheeks and planting his lips on hers. Her eyes were fluttering close, and her arms were trying to find a place to put themselves in. Their lips were dumbly crashing against each other, flawless and amiss at the same time. The electricity made both of their bodies shake. His hand was on her hair, twirling her curls. Once they separated, their eyes met each other.

"I'm crazy in love with you too," she whispered back as he held her against his body.

"Forever and always."

She shook her head, swallowing and feeling disoriented for a second. Those memories... they caused her an enthralling pain. She blinked, trying to make them fade and go back to where they have been hiding, on the back of her mind.

"What's wrong?" She glanced to where Po was, his eyes shooting her a concerned look. She smiled. This was where they shared their first kiss. On his car. And as she continued observing, all of the details came crashing through her mind. The radio. Her red shoes. His white shirt. His sparkling green eyes. All of it made it unique and memorable... something that she wasn't sure she liked now.

"Nothing, just...remembering." She fixed her dress and looked out the car's window. She took a deep breath. It smelled like rain. Po saw her in the corner on his eye, he was just waiting to see when her smile was going to pop out. He knew she liked the smell, and any moment now, she was going to mention it.

"I just love the smell," she spoke lowly. Po chuckled. He hadn't forgotten about every single fact about her.

"You look amazing," He said, his eyes still on the road. Tigress smiled and turned her view to herself, trying to catch a glimpse of what she was wearing. The dress, right.

"Thanks," she replied. She tried to wave it off, he was just simply complimenting her, no big deal. But still, she was hoping it held a spark. She thanked herself for obeying Viper about the dress, if not Po would have seen her on her faded black sweatpants and her P.E shirt, and it wasn't a nice view.

Po felt his chest tighten. He swallowed, his throat was burning, and he tried to keep his eyes away from the girl. It didn't help that Tigress turned on the radio and began to change the stations, making that song come into his mind. He remembered her voice. She didn't took any choir classes, and she didn't play an instrument, but that night, she had the sweetest voice he had ever heard. That night, he knew what love was. That night, he knew he was supposed to be with her every single moment.

He sighed. Damn it, why did she had to take up everything he had in mind? He stopped the car in front of a establishment. He took off the keys, shutting down the song that was playing. Tigress turned to glare at him. He laughed,

"Sorry, but we are here," He said with a smile. She just rolled her eyes and began to take off her seat belt, trying to untangle the curls. Po stepped off the car and went to open her door. It wasn't because he liked her, no, it was just the nice thing to do. His dad had taught him that. He smiled when he remembered how his dad reacted to Tigress,

"Po, make sure you treat her right. She is special, but you already know that, don't you?"

Tigress pulled her hair back, only for it to bounce back like a spring. Po opened her door and she quickly stepped off it, her dress moving in waves. She widen her eyes, she recognized this place.

First date.

She took a deep breath. Maybe she was better off with her books...

Po grabbed her hand and lead her in. It was an old-fashioned cafe. But what made it special, is that the atmosphere was kind of dark and that bands went to play there live. Po and Tigress loved that. Po knew the place because his friends went there one time and they loved the food. Tigress knew it because of the music. And once they meet, it was a perfect pair.

Tigress felt his hand. She loved how soft yet how firm it was. She had missed that, the warmth of it. She didn't know why he done it (that is held her hand when they had broken up), but she wasn't going to protest against it. Po took her to a table that was near the dance floor. They both sat there and enjoyed the music that was playing...some jazz tune. Tigress loved almost every type of music, and Po still found it weird she didn't got involved in any music classes even if she enjoyed it.

"So." He said, Tigress turned her eyes from the band that was playing to him,

"Thanks, you know, for taking me here," she said as she took the small menu that was by her, pretending that the whole thing was no big deal for her. Po smiled.

"Welcome, so why didn't you go to prom?" Tigress only hid her face on the menu, shrugging. One of her curls fell down, poking her nose. She blew some air to get it out of her way.

"I just...didn't feel like it," She answered, hoping he fell for it. However, the boy knew her better than that. He knew how she was a horrible liar, and how she hid behind her curls when she did lie. Just like she was doing right now. He chuckled and grabbed the menu out of her hands, making her look at him.

"I know you better than that." Tigress only smirked and rolled her eyes. Po leaned closer to the girl, making her do the same. He looked into her hazel eyes and felt the same thing he did when he first laid eyes on her. His eyes darted to her lips. They were slightly shinning, probably because of the lip balm she always uses, due to her not liking dry lips of course. Unconsciously, his own lips formed a small gap, wanting to feel hers so desperately.

Tigress was just observing him. He was looking at her lips. She knew he wanted to kiss her, she could see by the way his own lips were moving. She was about to tell him something when a waiter came.

"So, what can I get for you guys today?" Po snapped out of his trance and looked at the menu, then briefly at the girl.

"Umm, you can go first," he stuttered. Tigress nodded.

"I'll have a cup of hot chocolate, please." The waiter nodded and jotted it down on a small notebook he was carrying. He turned to Po,

"Same for me." The waiter nodded and walked away. The two didn't dare meet each other's eyes, resulting in silence. Tigress hated this kind of tension. And Po hated not being able to talk about everything like he used to with her. Tigress sighed.

"I didn't know you were into chocolate now," Tigress finally said, resting her hands on the table. Po grinned,

"Well, everywhere we went you asked for one, so I got used to it." Tigress laughed. Po loved her laugh, she said it was too loud, but for him, it was sweet and refreshing. The waiter came back with two cups, he set them and exchanged a nod between them before going back to the kitchen. Immediately, Tigress curled her fingers around her cup and took a sip. Po didn't understood how she could resist the warmth of it, for his fingers, it was way too hot to touch, but for her, it was nothing.

He stared at the girl. Why had he broken up with her again? At the moment, he had forgotten all about it. Some jazz tune began to play, and some people stood up to dance to it. Tigress glanced over to the crowd. She smiled at the sight.

He grabbed he hand and lead her to the dance floor, grinning like a little kid. She laughed.

'I don't know how to dance,' but it didn't matter for the boy, because he didn't know either. But for him, the most important thing was to keep her smiling. And that's how even if he tripped over his own feet trying to imitate the other couples, he was enjoying himself. And then a slow song came, and the girl wrapped her arms around his neck. They didn't dance much though, they just exchanged kisses as the music surrounded them.

"Do you wanna dance?" She cursed at herself for thinking of it. Po was in front of her, offering her a hand with a playful grin plastered on his face. She nodded with a small chuckle. She grabbed his hand and stood up.

"This time I came prepared, my friend taught me how to dance," she said as Po lead her to the outside of the crowd. Po shook his head.

"Oh really? So I assume you are an expert," he teased her. Tigress chuckled. Once they were by the dance floor, in a spot where they wouldn't get trampled on, Tigress placed herself in front of Po. A song began to play. She quickly took his hands and set them on her waist. She exchanged a look with him, just to make sure he was okay with that. He nodded, more than satisfied. Her dress was so soft and...thin once he touched it. He could feel her firm waist.

Tigress set her hands on his shoulders, their bodies barely an inch apart. The girl moved her hips from one side to another, slowly absorbing the music. Po could take in the smell of her hair...like nectarine. He smiled, without hesitating, he pulled her closer. Tigress widen her eyes but soon relaxed herself. She rested her head on the crook of his neck, blinking slowly. Po felt her breath against his back. His head made it's way through her curls and to her neck, planting a small kiss there. His lips hovered above her skin. He knew that he had to stop before he got lost on her again. The music continued to play, and this time, no kisses were exchanged. However, the silence between the two was enough to show the desire for it.

'I love you' he whispered to her ear as he held her body. The music almost blocked out those three strong words. The girl smiled, not even her curls could stop her from listening to his voice.

'Forever and always?" The guy chuckled and looked at her eyes. His lips almost touching hers,

"Forever and always."