AN: Thanks for the reviews, guys! LoveForLadyDi and LeiClay, thanks for the suggestions. I think I kinda know where I'll be taking this(: Edit: Sorry about that guys ! Here's the actual chapter!

Song:

Let Go Of Everything You Know – Hawthorne Heights


"All these daggers and these swords,

Can't cut me like the words from your lips."

There stood Princess Bubblegum, close to tears, but strong enough not to let herself cry. Overwhelmed by what she just said and the reaction given, the Princess was silent. She didn't know what else would happen and half expected the conversation to just abruptly end. That little scene played out in the Princess's head, but deep down, she knew that was the last thing she wanted to happen. The tears that had formed in her eyes, soon subsided and the Princess stood, not knowing what else to do. Standing right across from her, was the first and the last person she wanted to see. And although she wanted to look up and see those black eyes that belonged to the girl in front of her, the Princess just couldn't bring herself to it. Instead, she settled by looking at the ground, and slowly brought her eyes to the vanity mirror beside her. Her heart began to palpitate when she ears those two words. She thought she would never live to hear Marceline speak those words in such a tone. The vampire was just so wrapped up in her world, and acted as if nothing mattered to her. In fact, PB had even begun to believe that Marceline didn't have many feelings, besides that of selfishness and anger. Whatever she thought of Marceline was quietly put down for the time being. At that second, Princess Bubblegum realized how soft the vampire's tone of voice had changed as she said the Princess's name. Her voice wasn't playful or rude, it was...nice. The kindness in her voice only affected The Princess even more. In PB's mind, the vampire really was sorry. Silently she stood where she was, her eyes looking to the mirror, but only catching Marceline's body in the reflection.

Those words left Marceline's lips and left not a bitter taste, but a sweet taste. For that moment, she felt all right. Marceline felt everything inside her wash away, and she watched the Princess for a minute. She didn't know what to expect, and only hoped she would get some kind of response. A wave of uncertainty rushed into Marceline, and she turned her face down. The only thing that seemed to grab her eye were those red boots she had over her feet. Preoccupied with the maroon color, Marceline hadn't even noticed the Princess look toward the mirror. Once again, Marceline dug her light blue hands into her front jeans pockets. She looked up a bit, stealing a glance at what Bonnibelle was doing for the awkward and silent moment. All she saw was that perfect pink girl who didn't dare try to look into Marceline's eyes. A wave of confusion washed over this vampire, as she casually removed her hands from her pockets and faced forward. Even though it had only been a few minutes, it had felt like forever for Marceline and she was sure that Princess Bubblegum felt the same.

Without taking any thought into what she was going to do now, Marceline felt a surge of boldness flow through her veins. She couldn't take it anymore and she had quite enough of just standing around. It only took Marceline a few strides to get to the other side and stand right in front of the Princess. The heels of her boots clippity clopped on the floor, and sounded much like a horse walking with horse shoes on. It was strange to be walking for once, but Marceline didn't think twice about it.

Princess Bubblegum wished she could make the first move. She wished she could work up the courage and walk out the room. She wishes she had the courage to do something, other than stand around. Yet, she felt paralyzed and glued to the ground that she stood on. Just like Bubblegum, Marceline was equally as silent. No sudden moves were made, and no hints of either starting back the conversation seemed like it would come up. Then she heard four clicks sound from the ground. It was an unfamiliar sound, and she couldn't help but wonder where the source was. She was curious enough to almost look up and see what Marceline was doing. Her eyes had glanced to the ground, trying their best to avoid looking to the vampire. After a few seconds, the sounds disappeared and the Princess looked to the mirror once again. This time, she saw nothing. It was almost as if Marceline had disappeared entirely. That is, until she slowly felt the gentle feel of finger resting on her waist.

"Can you feel my fingertips?

Tracing all over your body.

My knees are weak, as I whisper softly

While my hands rest on your hips."

Marceline's impulsiveness had led her to the situation right before her. It was like, she hadn't thought twice about it at all. She just did it. The heart of the vampire began to race like wild. She was anxious, but unsure; excited, but afraid of what could happen. Slowly, and one by one, her right hand allowed itself to drop her fingers onto the Princess's waist. Pausing for a moment, Marceline's eyes watched her fingers as they did so, before finally trying to make eye contact with the pink girl she so desperately wanted. She whispered, looking down at the Princess.

"It takes time to get close enough to you..."

Bubblegum nearly flinched, coming to the realization of how close the two were. Her more reasonable and logical side of her protested at the feel of Marceline's touch. Something told her it was wrong. This wasn't what she was supposed to be doing. Although she somewhat felt that way, Bubblegum also knew she liked being in such close proximity with the vampire girl. Still not able to bring her eyes up, she looked down and noticed how close their bodies were. So close, but not even touching. To the Princess, it was as if Marceline was just asking for permission to go on. Then she heard those few words and PB thought she could just melt in Marceline's arms. It sent chills down her spine as she about it. Her mind rushed with negative thoughts, trying to get away from Marceline and the effect she had on the Princess. Disregarding these feelings, Bonnibelle truly let herself feel the nice touch of Marceline's and she looked up, in hopes seeing those black eyes
once again.

It was a mesmerizing feeling. It was as if instinct was picking up and Marceline didn't have much of a say as to what she was doing. Barely having any control over herself, she was able to bring herself to a stop. Watching closely, like she was observing, she could almost feel Bubblegum's heart pound. There Bubblegum was, feeling the same uncertainty that Marceline had felt a short while ago. A small, barely noticeable smile spread over Marceline's face when she became aware of how in control she was of the situation. Dominance was important to the vampire, and she felt she had earned it this time. Then she saw the slow movement of Bonnibelle's head looking up. Their eyes met, but Marceline still felt a bit wary and unsure. For such a cocky and proud person, Marceline would never admit how hard this unsureness hit her. Just as their eyes met, Marceline knew she was allowed to do what she wanted. Without another word, she reached her left palm and brushed it against the Princess's cheek, bribing away a few strands of hair.

There it was, the feeling that Princess Bubblegum had been missing for so long. She couldn't believe where she was and whom she was with. Hell, looking straight into Marceline's eyes made PB go crazy. Butterflies seemed to fly around in the Princess's stomach. She could feel them flutter, as she felt the calm touch of Marceline's hand on her cheek. One would have thought that at that moment, PB would pull away. But, no. She was in love with the feeling that Marceline was giving her.

Everthing seemed to occur in a flash. Before either of them knew it, Marceline had already pressed her lips against the Princess's. The feeling was exciting to Marceline, and she knew that this was what had been missing. She greeted the feeling like an old friend, suggesting that she had felt this feeling before. Lips on lips, the vampire couldn't stop the smile that had appeared on her face when she felt Bubblegum return the kiss. The small space between their bodies closed as Marceline maintained a hold on the Princess's waist, pulling her closer.

"I didn't want to be a curse.

You won't be the last girl or the first to tell me, I should go straight hell."

Emotions flooded Princess Bubblegum's head as the vampire brought their lips together. For a moment, she didn't dare react. Confused about how she felt, she pushed the thoughts of uncertainty to the back of her head. Finally, she began to kiss back the vampire. She could feel those lips she kissed curl into a smile. With that, the Princess rose her hands to hold that of the vampire's cheeks. Eyes closed, she slid her pink palms onto the light blue cheeks, trying to gently pull them closer. The vampire complied with the Princess's wishes and showed no hint of wanting to stop. Satisfaction filled Bubblegum and she knew that she had waited too long to do this.

Marceline's eyes were shut closed as her lips locked onto Bonnibelle's. Her hand slowly moved from the Princess's cheek to her neck. The way Marceline moved could be described perfectly with a word like careful. She was slow with every movement and although she was lost in kissing Bubblegum, she was very much aware of her surroundings. Marceline was attentive to the movements of Bubblegum, looking for any sign of her wanting to stop. So far, Marceline could find no such thing Iike that. Then she felt two hands slide onto the cheeks of her face. Marceline began to feel hot, as if the temperature in the room was rising. As hot as she felt, Marceline could only bring herself to pull apart for short moments at a time.

Unlike Marceline, Princess Bubblegum showed no sign of restraint. It was weird to think that. Marceline was so careless, doing whatever her heart desired, and yet, her she was not knowing whether to continue or not. Bubblegum also started to feel as if it was getting a little too hot in the room. This didn't do anything to stop the Princess, however. Her hands, placed on Marceline's cheeks, quickly pushed back farther with PB's arms resting on Marceline's shoulders. Wrapping them tight around the vampire's neck, she tried her hardest to ensure it would make it tougher for Marceline to pull away.

"All the doctors and the pills can't cure the way I feel about myself.

I'm afraid to ask for help.

From everyone, for everything.

I feel addicted to this prescription.

The problem lies within the help."

Bubblegum's clever plan was working. Those arms around her only fueled the vampire's want for the Princess. And although, it only made the vampire more anxious, Marceline felt that she had to stop here. One could describe Marceline's actions as full of hesitation, but passionate. Being so close with the pink figure, however, only made her unable to think clearly. Trying to think of a good reason to stop, Marceline just couldn't think of a good enough reason.

Finally, Marceline pulled away from those wonderful lips of Bubblegum. By then, she was panting, almost like she had been holding her breath forever. With closed eyes, Marceline leaned her forehead against Princess Bubblegum's. Her eyes blinked open, and she had to smile at the sight of the girl she was holding. The grip she had on Bubblegum was firm, yet at the same time, gentle.

"For better or for worse

The best news I have ever heard

Was when you said, I was doing well."

The Princess reluctantly allowed Marceline pull away from the kiss. Her eyes drifted downwards, focusing on the closeness between them. Bubblegum could feel the vampire's gaze on her, and she only wished that their kiss was longer. Forehead against forehead, the Princess tore her arm away from the vampire's neck and let her hand softly brush against her cheek then rest at her shoulder. She took a deep breath, and her eyes moved up to meet with Marceline's.

Through that eye contact made, each felt a jolt of energy burst through their veins. One was excited and willingly to do whatever it took to keep hold of the other, while one struggled to contain her emotions, as if she was too afraid of the uncertainty that the future held. Both hypnotized by the other, but both thinking two completely different thoughts.

"Let go if it hurts so badly.

I just smile and suffer through the pain.

I've had enough, and I say this sadly.

The last year has been driving me insane."

In such close proximity, Bubblegum felt her cheeks turn into another shade of pink, blushing as she thought about what had just happened. It had never occurred to her that their initial conversation would have escalated to such a predicament like this.

A sudden turn of events occurred when a familiar voice and a bang on the door broke the quietness. "Hey, PB! You in there?" Finn the human yelled loudly from the other side of the door. He banged his fist hard on the door, showing how impatient he was being.

Marceline jerked her head to the door, and her stomach turned. "Good job on cock-blocking, Finn..." She muttered, just loud enough for the Princess to hear her. In a swift movement, Marceline pushed the Bubblegum onto the bed, making her sit down. Jumping into the air, Marceline landed on the ground and sat against the opposite wall. That was all that was needed. With one leg out stretched and one knee bent, the vampire casually leaned her elbow on her knee, and her face on her hand. With her black eyes, she glanced to the Princess, motioning with her free hand to answer the door before the boy would burst in.

The Princess's heart stopped, hearing the voice of the human boy. Just like Marceline, she turned her head to the door, frozen in her spot. A slight frown made its way on her face, and she turned to look back up at Marceline. She was so warm being held in those blue arms of the vampire. A cold gust of wind seemed to overtake her as Marceline had pushed her on the bed and moved to the other side of the room. Before she knew it, the Princess was sitting on the bed, and she looked to see Marceline quietly in the corner. Catching her eye, the Princess looked back to the door and cleared her throat. "Come in, Finn." She said, her voice somewhat quivered as she spoke. It was obvious she was still shaken up by what had happened only moments ago.

"Great!" Finn shouted, as he twisted the doorknob and walked into the room. "I was just wondering where you are. Have you seen Marcel-There you are!" If Finn was surprised to see Marceline and PB alone in the same room, it didn't show. He pointed over to the corner that Marceline sat in and an excited expression appeared. "Hey! I've been looking everywhere for you! The party's crazy! We gotta have you do another song!" Finn had the biggest grin on his face, hoping it would be able to get the vampire to play another song with her band.

Marceline merely nodded her head, not caring too much about what Finn wanted. "Sounds fine. Just gimme a second, weenie." She replied carelessly. From where she sat, the vampire stretched out her fingers and began to inspect her nails. It seemed that Marceline had found something far more interesting in her nails than playing.

"Awesome!" Finn said, waving his arms in the air like they were noodles. "What are you guys doing in here anyways? The party's downstairs!" He asked curiously.

With a groan, Marceline waved a hand at him to leave. "I said, give me a second." It was obvious she didn't want to go downstairs, and was getting more annoyed by the minute. Ignoring his question was easy, seeing as she usually brushed off his curious questions when she wanted.

Sitting on the bed, the Princess allowed a small smile to form on her face. She loved how easily annoyed Marceline always got. If she didn't want to do anything, no one could force her to. Looking to Finn, Bubblegum only hoped that her friend's feelings weren't hurt by Marceline's rudeness.

Finn shrugged his shoulders, deciding he didn't want to waste any more time away from the party. "Come down soon, Marceline! You too, Princess!" He yelled as he ran out the room. The door was kept wide open, and anyone could hear Finn as he made his way down the stairs, down the hallway, and back into the grand hall.

The Princess nodded her head with a smile. "I'll be there, hero." She watched as Finn ran wildly away and looked over to Marceline, who sat in the corner. Getting up, the Princess brushed her dress down, getting rid of any wrinkles. "You coming?" Princess Bubblegum asked, as she began to walk towards the door.

Marceline rolled her eyes, waiting for the sound of Finn's footsteps disappear. When she could hear nothing else, except the music blaring from the grand hall, she couldn't help but look to the Princess. Observant and attentive, she watched as the Princess asked if she would be coming down. Marceline smirked, knowing that they would hopefully be able to meet up later on. With a nod of her head, Marceline spoke up. "Yea. I'm coming, Bonnibelle." She replied, and then the Princess was gone out the door.

For a moment, Marceline sat where she was, running her hand through her hair. Letting out a sigh, she pondered what had happened just a while ago. Thinking to herself, she loved the idea of holding someone again. It had been a long while. Too long, actually. Leaving for those two years, was one of the hardest things that Marceline had forced herself to go through. That is until, she had recently returned home, and was welcomed by no one. Marceline could feel a lump form in her throat, as she contemplated what had happened. Looking to the ceiling, she ran her hand through her messy, black hair. She couldn't believe what she had gotten herself into. After two years, Marceline had begun to think that she was finally over the Princess and actually felt secure about herself. Then this one night had to happen, and Marceline just had to lose her grip.

"I've had enough and I say this sadly,

The last year has been driving me insane."

In silence, the vampire stood up and walked over to the door. She scratched her head, before walking out and shutting the door behind her. Apparently, it was time for another song.