Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't sue. Thank you.

Warnings: None, other than alcohol reference. (Max and Iggy are 21. and Live in a house with Angel, Gazzy and Nudge. It is New Years Day, and Max got drunk at a party they held the night before)

Max's POV

"Hey Iggy?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you come here for a sec?"

"Uh sure."

He came into my room, a slight look of puzzlement on his face. "You remember last night, right?" I asked "Uh… Sure. There were fireworks…and… and…"

"And what?" I asked "Well? Do you remember THIS?" I asked angrily, thrusting the pictures in his face.

"Unfortunately, Max, waving something in front of my face isn't really going to tell me anything. You're going to have to describe whatever the hell it is." I said calmly.

"I… I can't."

Iggy's POV

"I… I can't."

Ok, people, let's set one thing straight. You never, and I mean never ask Max why she can't do something. If you do, prepare to have your head ripped off, and then drown in her tears.

"Ok…are you going to tell me why you're PMS-ing all of a sudden?"

"I'm not, it's called a hangover, dipstick."

… (shocked silence)

"You have a hangover? You mean last night… you were drunk?"

"Yeah, and I wake up this morning with a bloody hangover, and Angel comes in and gives me these (she waved something)… bloody pictures…" she was almost crying now. Not good. Not good.

"What are the pictures of?" I asked her lightly, knowing very well what they probably were.

"You and me…on the couch…making out." The last part came as a mortified whisper. "Do you even …?" she asked, still whispering. "I remember…" I said, also whispering. She was crying now, I sat down against the closet, and pulled her into my arms, letting her sob into my shirt.

"You stole my first kiss while I was drunk. I was drunk, and I don't even remember." She said, her crying almost done.

"Do you regret it?" she asked suddenly.

"Of coarse not, why?"

"Then you won't mind if I do … this."

Her lips were soft on mine, I blinked in surprise, almost breaking the kiss, before returning and kissing her back, also softly.

"Wha….?" I asked when we finally came up for air.

"I wanted to do it properly."

"Oh, well in that case…"

I pulled he closer, and this time, it was not such a light kiss.