A/N: none of the characters are mine.


Carmelita walked in Sly's room, thinking about her whole life. Is life really fair? Why do unfair things happen to good people? Why do these attacks happen to her? Why does she have to run and hide? So many questions unanswered. Outside she could see Paris city. It seemed so far away. She was so far away from her home. The vixen had to realize and get use to that this is her home, and the Cooper gang is her family.

Carmelita looked down at the wooden floor, her hands clentched her robe to cover up her upper chest and cleavage. Her face hot, her eyes watering. Suddenly, she jumped by the feeling of strong arms wrap around her waist and hips. Carmelita watched the grey hands hug her, she leaned back knowing Sly would catch her with his chest. Slowly she looked up at him, his coffee brown eyes looked down at him. Sly began to rock her back and forth, Carmelita felt safe. Like nothing can touch her, but that is not the truth. Far from it.

"Remember when we defeated Clockwerk twice within two years?" Sly asked softly.

Carmelita twirled around to face him and nodded, "Yes, I do. We almost killed ourselves but...it was worth it."

Sly made a charming smile, "And remember our first kiss?"

Flashback-

Remembering the first time they kissed was like it happened yesterday. In Russia they just have defeated Clockwerk for the frist time. It was a fearful battle but they won. Clockwerk fell in his own burning palace, he was now melting away. Sly stood on the cliff watching and taking in his sucess of getting back his family's most famous book the Theivious Raccoonus and also killing the one responsible of murdering his father. He felt he was on top of the world. Then Carmelita showed up right behind him, pointing her shock pistol right at him. She had a feeling she was going to get Cooper in jail. Although, instead of arresting him right on the spot, she decided to give him ten seconds as a thank you for saving her life. Sly counting the seconds, he didn't run. He had a plan, he wasn't scared for her. Sure he was crazy and immature, but he knew what he was doing. Once he counting the last second he leaned in quickly and gave her a big smooch on the lips at the sametime he locked her handcuffs to her wrist and to the metal fence nearby. Sly unlocked his lips to hers and ran. Carmelita was lovestrucked but only for a moment when she realized she was handcuffed to the fence next to her. She growled loudly and looked back watching feriously as Sly ran into the Cooper van. "COOPER!"

End of Flashback-

Carmelita realized that she was blushing feriously she shook her head trying to shake it off. "Sly you handcuffed me back then. I don't think the first kiss happens with someone being handcuffed to a fence."

"So," Sly paused, "You're saying you never counted that as your first kiss?"

Carmelita nodded, "Yeah...I want my first kiss to be special, since my first time having sex is ruined by whatever it is raping me." Sly watched her as she sat down on the edge of his bed and he sat down next to her.

There was a long paused between the two. It was hard for Carmelita to trust and believe in one person. She felt like she had to though, all she had was Sly and his friends. Everyone at Interpol turned on her blaming her for everything. Since there is a warrent for her arrest she knew she was going to be safe from the police with Sly. Sly is an expert of not getting caught about anything. He knows all there needs to know to stay away from the police which that was a pro for her. But, it felt all weird, Carmleita is staying with the most wanted man on Earth and his team. Knowing that she use to look at him as a criminal, he proved to her that he was nothing like a criminal. Sly turned his head and finally broke the silence.

"You know, your frist time is not completely ruined," Sly said gently.

"What are you trying to say, Cooper?" Carmelita asked, not daring to look at him straight in the eye.

"Well..."

Carmelita finally looked at him, her eyebrows of no where, like it was her instinct, the vixen slapped Sly across the cheek. The hopeless romantic raccoon fell on the floor next to his bed holding his burning, red cheek. He couldn't believe Carmelita can slap so hard. Sly opened his eyes and looked up at her and sat up on the floor.

"Carmelita, you can pack a slap! God damn my cheek hurts!" Sly yelled in pain.

Carmelita giggled, feeling a little guilty that she slapped him so hard but he deserved it and he knew it was coming. "Well Sly, you shouldn't try to sleep with me. Stop busting a move on me, It's not going to work."

Sly finally got off the floor and stood in fornt of her still rubbing his cheek. "Well I didn't mean it like that. Plus I was kind of talking about your first kiss. Not sex. Although...I would like that too."

Carmelita growled.

"At least I'm honest."

Carmelita got up and rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her big busom. At least he is honest. Sure he is still that eighteen year old kid like I remembered, but he was funny about it. He grown up, he filled out with muscle, and gotten taller. Sly is...mature. Carmelita thought. "At least you are honest."

Sly smiled and looked out the window. It was dark, the only light provided was the city of Paris and of couse that was far away. Carmelita lied down on the bed looking at the other side of the room where the door that leads to the bathroom is. She rubbed each of her biceps warming her up. Sly turned his head to look over his shoulder and saw her lied down facing away from him. She had forgotten about covering herself with his blanket so he turned his body and reached over for the blanket and dragged it over her body. Carmelita suddenly became warm, she looked at Sly as a thank you then rested her head on the pillow. Sly lied down close to her, looking over her shoulder seeing her still awake. He didn't want to disturb her but his love for her was taking over him.

"Carmelita?" he whispered, his voice weak. Sly's thumb lifted her face by its chin and turned it for her to face up at him. Carmelita looked up at him, confused, but relaxed. Sly swallowed hard and leaned in slowly, too scared to scare her, but too scared to stop. His lips gently touched Carmelita's. Her lips were so soft, to his surprised Carmelita didn't push away. It was the most amazing true kiss he ever had. Sly didn't want it to be over so soon. He took it to the next step, he pushed his tongue for a entrence and Carmelita let him. The new and more passionate kiss was amazing. Best first kiss ever...


I think everyone knows what happens after that... ;)

I decided to keep this story a T rated story so I cut out the major fluff and sticked to minor fluff. The next chapter story i write is probably going to be rated M for +16 or maybe MA. Haven't decided.