It had been a week since the party. Jon had not called over or made contact, which suited Arya just fine. Every night, dinner had been an awkward affair. Catelyn and Sansa had tried to engage Ned in normal conversation, but he only gave short answers. He was still unable to look at Arya, which broke her heart daily. She was not allowed to go out after school. Her and Gendry spent hours on the phone every evening, bitching about Jon's assault and ridiculous accusations, and Bran's insult. Bran had tried many times to apologise to Arya, but she never let him, always walking out of the room or refusing him entry to her bedroom. It was Ned that she and Gendry talked about mostly, though. He had always been able to talk to Arya. They had never fought for more than a few hours before he would come to her room and sort it out, but this time he had not approached her all week.

It was Saturday and Arya had no intension of making her usual trip to Jon's apartment. As she put on her jacket her mother asked her where she was going.

"To meet Gendry." She said.

Her father lifted his head up from the newspaper he was reading and gave her mother a stern look.

"We do not want you go to Gendry's apartment. It is not appropriate for you to be there." Her mother said as her father continued to read.

"Well... I'll meet him somewhere else."

"No... If you want to see him Arya, it can only be here. He can come on Saturdays for a few hours."

Arya's mouth dropped open. "You have got to be kidding me! For how long?"

"Until you are old enough to act responsibly." Catelyn answered.

"This is ridiculous." She protested.

"After what I saw last week, you are lucky we are letting him into this house again." Ned said without looking at her.

"Oh... you're talking to me now, are ya dad?" Arya said sarcastically.

"Do not be cheeky with me... I'll not have it. You lied to us for weeks and then... well you have proven that you cannot be trusted. It's here on Saturdays or nothing." Ned said, looking out of the corner of his eye, but never actually making eye contact with Arya.

"Fine." Arya spat.

She went to her room and rang Gendry, telling him her parent's conditions. He was not happy about having to go back to the scene of his crime, but if it was a choice between not seeing Arya or having to put up with her families dirty looks, he would always chose her. He came over an hour later. As Arya went to meet him, her mother said,

"Do not go to your bedroom. Stay in the family room or kitchen please."

Arya sighed. When she went outside and met him in the drive he looked nervous. He got out of the car and she hugged him tightly. He placed a little kiss on her head. She told him what her mother had said but they both agreed it was better than nothing. They went into the family room and turned on the TV. When they sat on the coach, Arya leaned her head on his shoulder and he placed his arm around her.

"God, I missed you." He said.

"Me too. What are we going to do, Gen? We will never have time alone."

"We will figure something out, Ar."

The door opened slowly and the both looked up to see Bran poke his head in with a sheepish expression.

"Get out." Arya said flatly as Gendry's body tensed at the sight of him.

"I have to explain to both of ye... you misunderstood me last week."

"I know exactly what you were trying to say." Arya replied coolly.

Bran walked in and sat down.

"Now... I know ye are both angry at me, and like I said... you misunderstood me... but the thing is... you're probably going to want to punch me more Gendry, when I explain what I really meant. But I can't have Arya thinking that I think she's... unlikeable or weird or whatever so I have to explain." He was studying his fingers and blushing as he talked.

Arya was intrigued. Bran was usually more confident. "Go on then." She said.

"What I said was not about you Arya... it was about Gendry." He looked up before saying, "Now... I know you're going to want to punch me in the face, but if you could just hear me out first."

Gendry looked at him, unflinching.

"Well... the thing is... the guys in school who look like you... you know, all well built and good looking and that... are the rugby players and jocks... and they all go for the Margery types who smile and giggle at them... and tell them how great they are and don't really challenge them."

"Are you calling Gen a stupid beefcake? All muscle and no brain..." Arya asked with a touch of humour in her voice.

"No... no I'm not." Bran answered quickly. "But... I kind of thought he was last week... I said that cos' I didn't think Gendry would be interested in a girl who would challenge him... but I see now that I was wrong."

"So you don't think I'm a shallow caveman whose trying to take advantage of your sister?" Gendry asked trying to hold in a smile.

He had thought Bran a complete asshole last week, but now he knew he had not meant to insult Arya. He was trying to protect her from the idiot, insincere guy he mistook him for. Gendry had met plenty of those types and could understand his concern. He could forgive that easily.

"No... I mean... I'm a fourteen year old virgin... and a bookworm. What the hell do I know about women or relationships?" Bran seemed to say the last part to himself more than them.

Arya and Gendry both looked at each other and burst out laughing as Bran reddened.

"So am I forgiven?" he asked Arya.

"Ya, dumbass."

"Oh thank god... I thought you would never speak to me again."

"What's her name, virgin?" Arya asked with a broad smile.

"What?"

"Her name... spit it out."

Bran sighed. "Jojen's sister." He said looking at his fingers again.

"Fuck off, Meera!" Arya yelled, sitting up.

"Shhh... jeez, I don't want everyone to know."

"Who's that?" Gendry asked.

"Only his best friend's older sister." Arya said, arching her brow.

Gendry's eyes widened. "Is this irony or something... I mean it definitely weird."

"Isn't it!'"Arya said smugly.

"Okay... yes, I like my best friends older sister and Gendry likes his best friends younger sister... it is a coincidence and I think it makes me a hypocrite... or something like that. I don't know."

"Does she like you?" Gendry asked.

"I don't know. We get on really well. She so cool. She's in my rock climbing club and she fishes! I mean, how many girls like that kind of stuff? She kicks my ass at orienteering too."

"Ah, you love her." Arya teased.

"Shut up." Bran said. "You're cuddling up on the couch with a guy... and I'm pretty sure I heard you giggling on the phone last night... so you can't talk."

Sansa came in then with a big hello and smile for Gendry so he would know that he was welcome.

"I'm sorry about Margery the other night... she was drunk." Sansa said after a few minutes.

Gendry went a deep shade of purple and nodded to her, uncomfortably, to show he accepted her apology. Arya stiffened.

"Ah... he's gone all red, Arya." Sansa gleamed. "You're a big softie aren't ya?" she asked Gendry, making him blush even more.

"Okay San... can we not talk about your slutty friend anymore." Arya said.

"Oh Arya, she not slutty... really, you don't have to be jealous. Gendry stared at you throughout the whole party."

Gendry was getting really uncomfortable.

"Oh ya... you know, when I was thinking about it afterwards... I did remember seeing you look at Arya a lot that night." Bran said. "Jeez... Jon really was a bit dim not to notice for two months, huh?"

"Okay... shut up, both of ye. Lets watch a movie." Arya said getting up from the coach and giving Gendry an apologetic look.

"As long as it's not that weird guy who jumps around all the time... Truce Lee or whatever his name is." Sansa said as Gendry burst out laughing and Bran shock his head.

Arya turned and stared at her sister. "Bruce... its Bruce Lee you fucking idiot... one of these days sis, I swear to god!"

"Sorry, jeez, Bruce... whatever."

"Here." She said picking up a DVD. "We can watch this. Gratuitous violence for me and Gen, humour for Bran and even a love story for you, San."

"Zombieland... good choice, sis." Bran said.

"Zombie's? You have the worst taste..." Sansa said shaking her head.

It turned out to be a pretty good afternoon. Ned came in and said hello to Gendry during the movie. He looked surprised to see Bran sitting down and laughing with them, but pleased too. He still did not look at Arya directly and left the room quickly. Catelyn came in with drinks and snacks. She said a polite hello and left as quickly as Ned. Both parents grimaced at Gendry's arm around Arya and her leaning into him, but said nothing.

When he was leaving, Arya walked him out to his car. They hugged and he kissed her chastely on the lips.

"This sucks." Arya said.

"Tell me about it... I thought I was going to explode before! I want to kiss you so much."

"I will find a way to see you... maybe you can come to this side of town on my lunch breaks at school?"

"I have a job, Ar." He said looking at her like she was clueless. "Don't worry... we will think of something. I will call you tonight." He kissed her again and opened the car door. "I love you."

"I love you." She replied.

He called as she was getting into bed.

"How were your parents after I left?" he asked.

"The same."

"It was torture seeing you and not being able to kiss you properly." He said.

"I know... especially outside by your car. All I could think of was that night at the fight when I was sitting on the boot... that was hot." She sighed at the memory.

"Jeez, Arya... are you trying to kill me?"

"No... yes... fuck it... I'm just torturing myself too."

"That was a great night... in your room after, on the floor. I don't know how you do it... but you turn me on like crazy."

"Stop... your making it worse."

"Sorry. Better change the subject. What are you doing?"

"I just got into bed."

"Oh... are you wearing the same thing you wore that night?"

"I thought you were changing the subject." She asked, giggling.

"I tried... so?"

"No... I'm not wearing anything."

She heard him inhale suddenly.

"I wish I was there to see that."

"Me too."

"I would kiss you all over if I was."

Arya felt a jolt of pleasure in her sex. "What else would you do?" she whispered a little nervously.

He gasped. "I would open your legs and kiss your inner thighs." His voice was getting gravelly and Arya could tell that he had those dark, hungry eyes that always made her legs weak. She slid her hand in-between her legs and sighed. She was getting wet.

"Arya... are you... touching yourself?" Gendry asked. He sounded surprised.

"Yes."

"Fuck." he moaned. "Are you wet?"

"Yes."

"Fuck, you are so sexy... I want you to rub your wetness with two fingers, and use it to wet your clit."

Arya followed his instructions, gasping under her covers. He got harder as she moaned into the phone, slowly, nervously. Her breathing began to get shorter, stopping and starting as she tried to stay quiet, while he described all things he would do to her the next time she was on his kitchen table.

"Does that feel good?" he asked as he stroked his hardness.

"Yes." Her voice was breaking.

"I want you to hold the phone between your ear and shoulder so I can hear you moan. Keep playing with your clit and with your other hand... I want you to touch your breast and play with your nipple."

Arya did as she was told, fighting to contain her moans as ripples of pleasure went through her body with every squeeze of her nipple. She could feel the heat build up in the pit of her stomach and in her sex.

"Imagine your finger is my tongue, playing with your clit... I can't wait to make you come like that... you're going to fucking love it, Ar."

She gasped before whimpering. "I'm close."

Gendry moaned loudly. "Good... I'm licking you... my fingers are inside you and I'm licking your clit and pinching your nipple... their so fucking hard. You're so wet, Arya... I can feel you tightening around my fingers."

The sensations flowing through her would not be contained any longer. She pushed her fingers inside herself and ran her thumb over her clit as her body convulsed and shuddered.

"Yes, Arya... let me hear you moan."

She put the phone up to her mouth and turned her head into the pillow to stifle the noise as she released her breath. She heard Gendry groan loudly as he came. They both breathed heavily and laughed quietly down the phone, surprised by how naughty they had just been.

"God... you are so fucking sexy... that was so hot."

"Umm... your good at giving direction." She giggled.

"I can't believe you actually let me order you around."

"I know... if you tried to boss me about in anything else I would have told you to fuck off... but when its sex stuff... it's really fucking hot."

"I aim to please, milady."

"I just punched you in the arm, by the way." She said, rolling her eyes.

"I know." He said, chuckling.