"How'd you get away?" Lindsay asked, as soon as Damian came running into the band shed at the top of the hill, "and why did we have to meet here instead of at my house?" she whispered.
"I have my ways." he whispered, in a way, so sultry, it almost shocked her senses when he wrapped his arms around her waist, "And I like it here." he ended the conversation abruptly as a blast came from twenty or so yards away. Both of their eyes flew up, to come to the band who was suddenly ablaze on the field. They watched in silence as the tiny band seemed to fly in gliding formations all across the field from yard line to yard line in awe. They watched with intrigue as the drum majors switched places, from field to podium.
"They look happy." Lindsay said off-handedly, letting her eyes skip from the haughty Benjamin, with a proud expression, as he conducted to the sideline, then to Kelsey, who was beaming down at her band with a smile that looked almost painful. These expressions didn't fade, even as the song ended, and they walked off the field together, "It almost makes me forget."
He looked down at her with worried eyes, "Would you like to talk about it?" he asked in a concerned tone, but when she shook her head, he wrapped his arms around her again, as the both admired the field once again, "That's why I like coming up here, though, really. It just makes you think that however bad it gets, there is always a little bit of happiness..." he whispered to her, even though there was nobody around to hear either of them. He was suddenly very aware of their closeness
She shook her head, not wanting to open up entirely yet. She suddenly became aware of how close she was to him. She suddenly felt three feet shorter than she truly was, due to the fact she had to look straight up to be able to see anything but a whole bunch of middle. She felt herself subconsciously move a bit closer to the heat that was radiating from his body, "Kiss me." it was no greater a sound than a whisper, but it was there, and he appreciated the sound of her voice. And complied.
"This is really wrong." she said again, backing away when she had finally realized what she had gotten herself into, "You have a girlfriend and I have a person."
"I can't really say I have a girlfriend," he said jokingly, "It's more like babysitting honestly." he groaned, "Plus I can break it off with her. It isn't like I'm stuck with her forever."
"Yeah, but Santana will completely ruin you when she finds out, and besides, I still have to settle things with Cameron."
"Settle things? You were never really dating in the first place, Lindsay. Can't you just tell him you've found somebody?"
"Well, last I knew you were pretty bromance-y, too, so don't even go there." she wrapped her arms around his waist, finally turning around to fully face him, "Don't worry. I'll take care of it." she whispered, placing a chaste kiss on his lips, "Now, I hate to end this, but I really do have a study session with Artie."
Damian took a step away, giving an appraising look, "You're already cheating on me? With a wheel chair kid?"
"Hah hah, very funny." she answered sarcastically, grabbing her bag off the ground, "Actually, he's helping me. I'm trying out for the Math Bowl and he's getting me ready. Turns out he's kind of a genius." she placed a kiss on his cheek and then went for the exit to the shed, "So, I'll see you tomorrow?" she asked hopefully and he nodded energetically.
As she ran from the shed, her ponytail bouncing behind her, he let the words, "GOOD LUCK!" spill out of his mouth. She didn't look back, but he knew she had heard him, and a smile spread across his face.
A/N: I know it's short, but at least it's done, and it's Damsay! Don't forget! 50 reviews and a spin-off is in order.