Still do not have possession of Sherlock. Surprised?
Warning: Really cracky and romancy compared to my normal writing (I think)
The first time Sherlock saw John Watson, he thought nothing of him. He did not bother to notice or deduce who he was looking at.
The second time Sherlock saw John both were drunk enough not to care. Sherlock would only be able to remember that a drunken army doctor saved him from a certain death…while drunk.
The third time Sherlock met John he was yelling at the police for being idiots. At first Sherlock was offended, only he got to call the police idiots. Then he listened, John was bringing up several key points in the triple homicide he had just witnessed, Sherlock had to hand it to him John knew his dead bodies really well.
The fourth time Sherlock ran into John while being chased by a criminal. Sherlock had not seen John and ran into him ending up on the pavement, John on top of him. The good news? The criminal ran right by them. The bad news? Sherlock still did not know his savior's name…or phone number.
The fifth time Sherlock danced with John at a masquerade ball that Mycroft had forced him to attend. He was quite confused as to why the voice of his dance partner was familiar and what he had meant by, "We really ought to stop meeting like this."
The sixth time Sherlock was surprised to see John working with the police. Lestrade simply shrugged it off and said he was good at what he did and besides he knew that Sherlock would not work for Anderson.
The seventh time was when Moriarty kidnapped John. There was not on purpose, but by accident that of all the people in London Moriarty strapped the bomb to Sherlock's Heart. He had not even realized until that moment of seeing the familiar blond wrapped snuggly in the bomb that he even had a heart and knew without a doubt that he needed to know this man. Unfortunately while Sherlock managed to rescue him the bomb went off, buried the man, and now Sherlock was not allowed into his hospital room.
The eighth time they met Sherlock wasted no time. It might have been a crime scene but Sherlock did not care. He grabbed the man's arm, dragged him to the hallway, and kissed him soundly. After words he demanded to know his name.
John laughed, not at all disturbed by the fact he had been kissed by a man he barely knew, "The name's John Watson." He offered his hand.
"Sherlock Holmes." He returned before shaking John's hand and resuming the kiss.