DISCLAIMER

I don't own warriors, so don't send any fan letters. Send em' to Erin Hunter (one of them). Also, just a side note, this story will have ten chapters, then I'll start on the second book in this trilogy (Genuine Rape). Don't worry, I might still add to this afterwards; just giving ya' a heads up. :)

Graystripe leaped over the stones and splashed his paws into the river. Silverstream watched from the shore, smiling. "Why are you doing this?" She suddenly meowed. He looked up at her and cocked his head in question.

"Doing what? Splashing in the water? I guess your fishiness just sort of rubbed off on me." He smiled in a friendly way.

"No, not that silly," she laughed, "Meeting with me, I mean, your putting yourself in danger. We could be exiled. What if the clans found out? What then?" Silverstream lay her head on her paws, exhaling deeply.

Graystripe frowned, then pulled himself up out of the water, shaking water droplets from his pelt. He crept closer and curled up beside her. "Silverstream; let me tell you why I meet with you. A wise cat once told me that when you love somebody, no risks are risky enough. No danger is dangerous enough. No love is strong and meaningful enough."

Silverstream looked up at Graystripe and smiled slightly. "And who is this wise cat you speak of?"

"Me, but that's not the point." Graystripe chuckled.

"Then what is the point?" Silverstream queried, her eyes seeming to almost quiver, as if tears would spout any moment.

Graystripe took in a sharp breath , then pulled her close, resting his chin on the top of her head. "The point is that I love you. You're beautiful, kind, friendly, and you also have a very sexy feisty side. And yes, you also saved my life. I could never forget that."

She smiled and pressed her face into his chest fur. "I love you too, Graystripe. It's just that this is so hard sometimes. What's the hardest is that I can't go home and tell my parents that I've found the love of my life. My father would rush me out of the clan, my mother is probably really disappointed. I just can't bear that. I wish you were Riverclan born, or that I was Thunderclan born."

Graystripe slowly lay her down, then licked her cheek. "Right now, it's our time. I want to spend every second loving you and being with you mentally and physically. I've never loved anyone like this."

She smiled, then cuddled up close to him. "I really love you, and I know what you mean. What other time do we get the chance to be together like this?"

He nodded. "Exactly. And there is nothing wrong with this. Stupid borders shouldn't stand in the way of us."

She licked his nose. "You're so cute when you're serious. Heck, you're always cute."

He frowned stubbornly, "Darn it! I was serious!"

They both laughed quietly, then he licked her neck, realizing that he wanted and needed this; and she did too.

Silverstream raised her head, licking the top of his. "Your too tall." She complained.

He mock laughed. "No, your just too short."

He lowered himself and entered her orally. She yowled out and lightly laid her paws on his head. He brought himself back up and they smiled at each other. Silverstream smiled into his eyes, then closed hers.

He turned her over slowly, then climbed onto her. He felt her smooth fur beneath him. Graystripe nudged the back of her head. "If you don't want to," he whispered, "Just tell me. You seem glum, and I don't want to do this to you if you don't want it. Just let me know now. This is our first time. And I don't know if you want to just go along with this. So-"

"Shh," Silverstream cut him off, "You're rambling. And of course I want to do this. I've been waiting a while. And besides, I know you're the one. This is one of the most important things to me. Don't worry about it."

Graystripe let out a sigh of relief. "Good..."

Silverstream purred, "I'm ready."

Graystripe went in, and he felt at peace, totally at home.

Silverstream felt secure, even as pain fired through her muscles; she found herself happy. She was finally able to twine herself truly with the one true love of her life. She howled to Starclan, thinking What'cha gonna do, almighty Starclan?! Just try and stop me!

Graystripe let go and fell beside her , twining his tail with hers. "That felt great," he breathed, "A little painful and weird, but great."

She chuckled, "Yeah. Painful, but definitely worth it. I just feel like we've forged a deeper bond; a new connection."

Graystripe smiled to himself. "Exactly. How the heck did a dumb cat like me find such an intelligent she-cat like you and claim you as my mate?"

She laughed loudly and smirked. "I took advantage of your dumbness and enslaved you. Now, I shall rule the forest!"

They both laughed together, cuddling in the bright sunlight. He playfully shoved her into the river, and she pulled him down with her.

He spluttered out water as he surfaced beside her, smiling. "What a beautiful day," he mewed. She nodded.

She splashed him with water and giggled. He swam at her, clumsily splashing around everywhere. "Here comes the lopsided badger!"

They laughed together and played in the river, splashing and diving and swimming around each other.