"Come on Arnold. Don't be mad" she hugged him by his waist from behind. Arnold was sitting on the edge of the bed resting his right cheek on his right hand. In response, the blond guy sighed. "I'm sorry I laughed. But you know, technically I laughed at Gerald…" the blonde girl bit his lower lip. Hoping she didn't ruin everything with her mocking. What if he lost his courage to let out his "dark" side.

Arnold stood up and turned around to look at her lovingly "that was too much, wasn't' it?" The girl in the ponytail chuckled "just a little, football head". Then Arnold walked to his desk and opened the first drawer to took out something. Helga narrowed her eyes in confusion. Her boyfriend turned around with a pink box on his hands. "Listen, what if we pretend I didn't quote Gerald…" he approached her. "Let's pick up from 'I'm just so lucky to be loved by you'".

"Is that for me?" asked the blue-eyed girl. The green-eyed boy hummed in response as he sat down next to her. "You see… today I was thinking how you have always showed me your love in so many ways, all these years… So I got you a gift to let you know how I feel about you" he took a breath while placing the gift by his side and took her hands "I know I'm not as creative as you are to write poetry, or to make a shrine and not even good at secret schemes" he chuckled. "but you mean everything to me, and I also wanted to say I'm sorry that even though we've been in love for years, things were messy before and now that we are finally together I'm not… making it up to you…" he blushed "but I will tonight. I promise"

Helga said nothing as she looked at him in awe, and blushing by the end of Arnold's speech. "My dear Arnold is giving me a present… Oh, my sweet angel, how happy I am that I deserve to be in your loving thoughts…"

"I hope you like it…." He took the box again and extended his hands to give it to her. "T-Thanks Arnold…" a lovesick smile on her face as she took it "I hope you are not making me go blind again…" she said with a smirk. The football headed boy gave her a half-lidded look "just open it"

Helga placed the box on her lap and removed the top of it. Her eyebrow raised. Inside was a medium silver and circular … jewelry box? It seemed old. Arnold chuckled at her confused look. When she took it out of the pink box she could feel something beneath the silver box. She turned it upside down and saw a little screw. "It's a music box!" So she opened it and saw the cylinder going round. A song came out from the box, it was beautiful but she didn't recognize it. A label inside the box read: You are my sunshine

The song was short but as the music filled the room Helga couldn't help to think she had heard it before. But when? Arnold looked at her lovingly noticing her effort to remember. She heard it again and again.

Before she could listen to it for the fourth time, Arnold took the music box from her lap and put it on the bed, beside her. He held her and untied the pink bow on Helga's ponytail and caressed her hair softly while he began to sing along with the music box.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine" Arnold's voice made Helga's heart skip a beat. It was then the blond girl remembered.

Indeed, the football-headed boy had hum this song a few times before. In a few dates, maybe after their first mutual kiss… but she never listened to it carefully since he always did it to himself. But once he did it for her.

Arnold was remembering the same thing as Helga. That night in San Lorenzo jungle seven years ago, when they were looking for his parents.

Flashback
Arnold was woken up in the middle of the night by the rain, and noticed Gerald and Phoebe sleeping but Helga wasn't in the camp. When he found the pigtailed girl, sitting next to a tree he saw her upset. At first she didn't want to talk about it, but after the insistence of Arnold, she took all her rage out about how she felt so ignored by her parents. But suddenly she felt weak, probably because she gave all her energy in that outburst so she fell on her knees.

The blond boy knelt before her, holding her. He helped her up and lead her back to the camp so she could lay down. He gave her some fruit so she could recover, but she still felt tired. Too many emotions on one day. Her breathing was heavy and slow.

Arnold hesitated, but he began to hum the song his grandmother sang to him. 'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…' while he placed his hand on her forehead. She had fever. He continued to hum and caress her head, so she could calm down and sleep. She needed it. Helga listened to Arnold, like an echo as she began to fall asleep.

Back at the present, now that she heard him sing it, she was sure it was the same song all along. Helga looked at his green eyes in awe. "You hummed it in San Lorenzo…" He held her gaze and chuckled. "I have always cared for you Helga. And I think I might have loved you back then. Maybe I didn't want to know it consciously because I stayed at San Lorenzo with my parents a few years. When you finally answered my letters I guess I couldn't deny it to myself anymore… and even if I came back two years ago, we have only dated for a year" he made a pause "But I want you to know that from now on, I won't hesitate about us". He smiled at her.

The blue-eyed girl placed the music box carefully on a shelf that was at the wall nex to Arnold's bed and then looked at him with passion. "What is it Hel-". He was taken aback by the way she threw her arms to his neck, with so much enthusiasm that she made him fall over the bed. She took his face with her hands and kissed him passionately.

The green-eyed young man couldn't move and tensed up a little and Helga noticed. "Easy on him, Helga old girl. You don't want to scare him, remember?". The young woman gave her boyfriend soft kisses and let go of his face, so she rested her hands on his chest. Arnold realized his girlfriend was slowing down so he pushed her softly. "Uh Helga…?" asked the blonde boy "uh there are condoms in my drawer. Let me go get them". He made an effort to sit down again but the girl on top of him didn't let him. "We don't need them, football head. I've been taking birth control pills for a long time" "I wish you had told me sooner" he replied remembering how embarrassing it was to be caught by Gerald. "My bad".

She proceeded to kiss his forehead, his cheeks, his nose and his jaw before getting to his neck. She was placing short soft kisses all. He closed his eyes at the warm feeling that was filling his chest.. Arnold hugged her with his right arm and with the left one he cupped Helga's face while looking lovingly at her eyes and then pulled her to kiss her. He was expecting the blue-eyed girl to kiss him back eagerly, but she didn't. Her kisses were still soft and profound, like she feared she could break him. Helga was sure being kind with him. But maybe, just maybe she was being too nice.
Before she arrived, the green-eyed boy was wondering what would it be like if Helga submitted him, as in his dream. And he was wondering the same thing now.
"Hey… Helga?" said Arnold when she made him sit down to take off his shirt. "Yes, Arnold?" she answered, afraid she might have taken it off too soon, and made him uncomfortable. He hugged her and pulled her down with him. Helga sighed at the feeling of his bare chest. He placed his hands in her back, beneath her blouse, feeling her skin. Helga shivered at his touch "Could you, um… b-bite my neck" Helga lifted her unibrow and didn't' notice she was now sitting on his lap, on disbelief, surprised by his petition. Or… at least she didn't notice she was sitting, until she felt something hard beneath her. She blushed in realization and Arnold looked away, shyly. Helga was a little confused, but she did as he asked.

She leaned down and bit his neck. She liked so much the moan she earned from Arnold she had to do it again, and again. And so, she bit her chest as well. Oh, he was so sexy. Arnold meanwhile blushed hard. It was better than he had imagined, he needed her to hold him tight, or he would collapse of so much pleasure. "Uh…. Helga?" He gulped and his girlfriend hummed "Could y-you… uh… h-hold my w-wrists". Helga stopped biting him. She was confused again. She looked into his eyes and could see embarrassment and desire. She had planned to be soft on him, as she had imagined he wanted… but maybe she was wrong?

She held his wrists tightly on both sides of his head, and kissed him roughly on the lips. She noticed he opened his mouth, so her tongue looked for his. Arnold shivered, and moaned. Oh… his moans… Helga couldn't get enough of them, they were getting her wet! She bit his lower lip earning a gasp from him while his head went back a little. Helga realized he enjoyed she was being a little rough. "And… Helga? Could you…?" Helga interrupted him with a kiss "Shut up, Arnoldo. I think I got this" she smirked at him "I'm not accepting more petitions from you. Remember, I'm in charge. Got it?"

Arnold didn't answer, he was at expectation because she was not going to hold back anymore. His girlfriend leaned down and the blond boy felt once again her tongue on his. The kiss was so intense it made his eyes open. She broke the kiss and pulled his hair in the back of his head, slightly "Got it?" "Yes!" Helga chuckled at the hint of excitement in his voice.

A fingertip ran through his neck, his chest and just as it was arriving to his pants, she lifted it. The football headed boy sighed, almost moaning, and closed his eyes again. Her hand went to his free wrist and held it again. She found amusing how sensitive he was to her touch. Helga sat down next to him on the bed. "Take off your pants" he did as she told. Then she sat down on his lap and he remained laying on the bed beneath her. She started to move her hips, slowly and, from time to time, a little rough. This made Arnold groan, and he got harder when she placed one of his hands on her breast.

He was a little embarrassed but he admitted to himself he enjoyed it more like this. He was so lost in the pleasure he decided not to think why. He just looked forward for all the things she could do to him. Or let him do to her…

"Helga…?" he said looking at her "What now, football head?" she rolled her eyes. "I love you". The blue-eyed girl blushed "I-I love you too, Arnold".

THE END

Disclaimer: Craig Bartlett own hey Arnold. :P

Author's note:

Sorry it took me long to publish. I know I said I had more time but... College haunted me even on vacation. Boohoo.
Anyway...
I tried to write a complete sex scene here... but it didn't fit. It just didn't. I swear I tried! But still I think it's a cute ending.
Maybe someday I can write a lemon about this couple. Who knows?

Still I really hope you enjoyed the story :)
I hope I can write another one soon n.n
Thanks for your comments and support.