Someone with more self-discipline might spread these updates out a bit more, but I am not that person. Also, seeing some of the reviews coming in on the most recent chapter of Impossible, I feel guilty. So have some happy fun fluff.

As always, I am super grateful for all my reviewers – Karts of Sugar Rush (thank you x4!), Maeve Howard, and Kai Moon.

This story is set in the first morning of Tomorrow. This was another stab at a second chapter for Kissing in a Tree, but it didn't make the cut either. I like a little more conversation with my makeouts, I guess.

One thing that has always bugged me about the movie is that the sun seems to move around a lot. I really tried at one point to figure out the direction of travel & where the sun would actually rise and set, but either the geography was more complicated than I think it is, or the moviemakers were totally inconsistent. Also, why the heck was Guy walking very distinctly AWAY from his mountain when Eep blows the horn? Maybe he was just looking for a place to sleep. Suffice it to say I think about this stuff waaaaaaay too much.

Anyway, for my purposes and based on that very first scene in the desert plus the sun being in front of them in the morning as they cross over the mountain, I decided that Guy was traveling towards the sunrise, and that therefore when they get to tomorrow, the sun rises over the ocean. Not a perfect interpretation and I'm sure you could make arguments for something different, but that's what I'm sticking with.

Wow, that was a long intro. Sorry.

ETA: Oops...there's always an error I don't find until I publish, it seems. I fixed it - if you didn't notice, then, carry on. :)

Sunrise

Eep started awake instantly at the hand on her arm. "What's wrong?" she whispered, scenting the air for danger.

"Nothing." It was Guy. "I didn't meant to scare you," he whispered. "I'm going to watch the sunrise. Come with me?"

Eep sat up and looked at him. She couldn't see him clearly; he was a darker, more solid shape against a darkness that had gone blue-grey instead of the pitch black of true night. She had never seen darkness like this.

She had never seen a sunrise, either. "Okay," she said, getting her feet under her. Guy's fingers slid down her arm to find her hand and fold around it. They picked their way carefully around the rest of the family, and Guy led her into the trees towards the beach. It was darker under the canopy and they had to move slowly. Eep felt Guy breathe a sigh of relief as they emerged back into the half-light on the beach. The sky over the water was lighter, fading into a deeper blue than she had ever seen before overhead.

"Oh," she sighed, looking up. She let go of Guy's hand, rose up on the balls of her feet, and rotated slowly, noting the shift in colors from the sky blue at the horizon to the deep night still visible across the trees. Clouds streaked parts of the sky darker here and there. In the time it took her to complete the turn, the patch of light blue over the water grew bigger, and a line of gold formed along the waterline. "Wow," she whispered.

She watched in fascination as the gold band grew wider, and a band of pink formed below it. The underside of the clouds began to glow softly.

Eep turned to look at Guy, a question on her lips that died as soon as she saw his face. He wasn't looking at the sunrise. He was staring at her. She tilted her head at him. "What?"

His eyes widened slightly. "Huh?" He sounded out of breath.

Her forehead creased. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I..." His face reddened and he swallowed. "I just...really want to kiss you right now," he admitted, eyes fixed on her face.

Heat spread through her cheeks and down her body.

"You'll miss the sunrise," she said lightly.

Guy smiled and shrugged. "There'll be another one tomorrow."

Her breath quickened and she couldn't look away as he stepped nearer. The first brush of his fingers on her face made her tingle. He wasn't holding her, not really, just resting the pads of his fingers lightly on her cheek.

The first press of his lips was soft, tentative. The second was harder, more confident, and his free hand came to rest on her hip. As she returned his kiss, he folded himself closer to her, the hand on her face falling to squeeze her shoulder. His lips left hers for an instant and then returned, more urgently than before.

This was nothing like when he had kissed her before; the warmth that suffused her then became a pulsing spike of heat that went right through her. She put her hands on his arms, and pressed her body into his. His lips broke from hers in a quick gasp and then he was back again. He let go of her hip to wrap his arm around her waist, and move the hand on her shoulder to her back. For the first time it occurred to her notice, really notice, the firm muscles moving under her hands as she slid them up to his shoulders.

The sky above them had gone from deep blue to pink and gold, but neither of them noticed. The flicker of his tongue against her lips surprised her, and he paused when she jumped, but she didn't move away. She brushed his lower lip with her tongue shyly, an invitation to show her what he wanted, and he did, the hand on her back sliding into her hair to tip her head back further as he deepened the kiss.

For a few moments she was passive in his arms, taking in the new sensations and coming to terms with the strangeness of this new kind of kissing as he explored her mouth with typical enthusiasm and thoroughness. She decided she liked it. When she thought she understood, she rose on her toes and turned the tables on him, sliding her tongue along his, and the tremor that went through him, the sudden clutching of his hands, was almost as exciting as the kiss itself. Eep had never been wanted before.

Inexperience made their frantic embrace inelegant and messy, but neither of them knew enough to care. Gradually their frenetic rhythm slowed, grew softer, and finally they parted, hovering a breath apart, both a little awed by the experience. Eep could hear the harsh pant of his breath even over the ocean waves and her own pulse pounding in her ears.

The first flare of the sun burst over the water, flooding the beach with light. Guy and Eep both raised their hands to shield their eyes, turning away from each other to look towards the horizon. Eep had just a glimpse of burnished gold deepening into intense pink before the colors were gone, giving way to the vivid blue of the morning sky.

"Wow," Eep breathed.

"You can say that again," Guy said fervently, his arm still around her waist, and Eep wasn't entirely sure he was referring to the sunrise.