Disclaimer: 1/2 Prince belongs to Yu Wo.
A/N: This is it people! The final chapter! :O
I feel like I can't say it enough, but thank you thank you thank you to everyone that has reviewed my story. Some of you have been faithfully reviewing since the beginning and I really do appreciate all the comments, words of advice, and constructive criticism.
Instead of a special story, NarutoNineTailFox received a special scene request in this final chapter. The prompts included: GuixPrince fluff, Meatbun/Firephoenix, and kiss. So be on the lookout for that.
As always, special thanks to my most precious beta-reader, Astroelvengoddess. She is definitely the Tian Lang to my Feng Lan.
Enough rambling. Please enjoy the final chapter of Stolen Kisses!
Chapter Thirteen
Min Gui Wen couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes as he entered the lecture hall. He scanned the rows of students seated before him looking for one particular face. Instead he was greeted with three sets of glaring eyes: Yang Ming, Lu Jing, and Yun Fei. Feng Lan was absent. He slumped down in his seat and stared dazedly at a spot on his desk. As more students continued to file in, he was greeted by several different female voices all wishing him a cheery good morning. He continued to stare despondently at his desk and ignored all their greetings. None of them were Feng Lan and he couldn't help but counter each individual greeting in his head. This morning was anything but good.
When the bell rang, Gui Wen tore his eyes away from the spot that had served as his focal point for the past five minutes and forced himself into standing position. He scanned the room once more, but Feng Lan had never showed up. With overwhelming willpower, Professor Min forced a smile upon his face causing half of the female student population in the room to sigh dreamily as he began his lecture.
~o~0~o~
Feng Lan was hiding out in the school's clinic. She'd been there for the past four hours and even though class ended well over two hours ago she refused to budge. Doctor Li Tian Lang gave a heavy sigh. "Ms. Lan, you cannot stay here the entire day."
"Eh?" she looked up at him distractedly. Her eyes turned large and she stared so innocently it was like her gaze was piercing his soul. "But Wolf-dage, I'm ill. You can't turn away a sick person."
Tiang Lang patted her on the head as if she were a child. "Yes, you've got the worst case of cold feet I've seen in years. It's devastating. You should do something about that before it becomes permanent."
Feng Lan's eyes narrowed. "Ha, ha, Wolf-dage, very funny," she said with a hint of sarcasm. "It's not my fault that Gui has made this day insufferable." He gave her a pointed look to which she rolled her eyes. "Ok, well maybe it is just a little, but I do not take blame for the idiotic things he says."
"Feng Lan," Tian Lang silenced the girl. "That man loves you."
Feng Lan's eyes filled with an indescribable emotion—a strange combination of pain, anger, desire, and hope—before hardening and turning back to the doctor. "He loves Prince. Not me."
Tiang Lang laughed in response. "Don't be dense. If he only loved Prince why would he have looked for Prince's counterpart outside of the game?"
"I don't know!" Feng Lan cried. "Because he's a sadist."
"Because he loves the person behind Prince."
"No," Feng Lan shook her head resolutely. "He doesn't. He and I have even been on a date once. He's never been anything but teasing or spiteful towards me."
"Feng Lan…"
"What part of 'he said I was a joke' didn't you understand?"
"Ms. Lan," Tian Lang reprimanded sternly, sounding the slightest bit like his wife in-game. "Quit being dramatic and listen." Feng Lan promptly shut her mouth, a bit stunned by the change in the doctor's usually calm and placid demeanor. "Did it ever occur to you that despite Gui's unsavory reasons for attaching himself to you in the first place that he's actually telling the truth when he says he loves you?"
"Yes, but he—"
"How long do you think he fought with himself when he realized he actually liked you? How would you feel if you suddenly realized the person you loved was the same gender as you?"
Feng Lan made a face and shifted on her chair uncomfortably. "That doesn't change the fact that he—"
Tiang Lang held up a hand to stop her sentence short. "That's how you know that he really does love you. Time passed and he grew to know your personality. It takes a lot of courage to confess to the one you love and tell them the truth about everything. Could you do that?"
Feng Lan looked pained. It was like Wolf-dage was reminding her of the fact that she had never willingly admitted to her friends and family that she was the person behind Prince. She'd always been found out and had never been the one to step out and reveal it openly. She didn't know what to say without sounding hypocritical. "Wolf-dage…I…"
"You should at least listen to what Gui has to say," Tiang Lang said. "He tries to act beyond his years because of his high IQ and his status as a professor, but he's really clueless when it comes to matters of the heart. He's almost…immature about it in a way."
Feng Lan scrunched her eyebrows up in confusion. How did this turn around into her being apologetic towards Gui? He's the one who started everything. He's the one who was mean to her. But he's also the one who had always been completely open and honest with her while she remained guarded and secretive about everything. "Wolf-dage…"
A quiet knock sounded on the door and without waiting for an answer the doorknob turned. "Wolf-ge, I—"
The professor's words stopped short as his searing blue eyes locked onto Feng Lan and his breath hitched. The vase in his hands went crashing to the floor and shards of glass scattered across the linoleum tiles. Feng Lan gazed at the piles of broken glass and the bouquet of red roses now lying at the professor's feet. She couldn't stop from opening her mouth to ask the obvious question. "Who are those for?"
She saw the pain and worry and love in Professor Min's eyes and he gazed upon her face as if caught in some terrible dream. He gave a shaky and quiet response as he replied truthfully. "You."
Feng Lan had no response. She just stared. She stared at the roses, she stared at the glass, and then with uncertainty she lifted her face to stare at the professor. He looked so…broken. Just like the vase. His eyes seemed to stare at her as if trying to convey some expression that words just couldn't capture. He looked at her as if she was his world, as if he was trapped in the dark and she was his light, as if she was the most precious gem in the universe. Her heart stopped.
"Oh…" Feng Lan finally managed to get out. She continued to stare and said the first thing she could think of, "That's…unfortunate." She indicated to the mess on the floor.
Gui Wen looked even more pained as he gave a bitter smile that did not reach his eyes. "Will you still come to detention tonight?" It wasn't an order. It was a pleaded request, and the tone in Gui's voice reflected his guarded nature so that he wouldn't be hurt by her response.
Feng Lan found herself getting lost in his mesmerizing blue eyes, which looked so hurt and scared right now. If this had all been just a joke, then why was he staring at her as if all his hopes and dreams revolved around her? Why was he looking at her with all the love in the world? It was a look so sincere and pure that she'd never seen anyone stare at her like that before. As far as she could think, even Gui had never dared to look at Prince with such raw expression.
She took a deep breath as she made up her mind. "Yes, of course I'll be there."
Gui Wen smiled for real this time and relief passed across his face. "Don't be late."
"I won't."
Tian Lang smiled at the entire exchange from the corner of his office. Those two were so well-suited for each other it was like fate had placed them together. He hoped that Feng Lan could see that, and he hoped that Gui Wen didn't mess anything else up. He watched as Gui picked up the roses from the ground to hand a single, unblemished one from the fall to Feng Lan before leaving with a curt bow. Feng Lan turned around with a soft smile on her face as she gently fingered the rose in hand before spying the doctor and straightening up suddenly as if she had forgotten he was there.
"Wolf-dage!"
The elder man smiled. "Good choice."
She looked down at her feet and shifted from side to side uncertainly. Her cheeks were flushed from the overwhelming gaze she'd received from Min Gui Wen and the unexpected but very sweet gift of the single rose she now carried. Had she just willingly agreed to detention? Why in all nine hells would she do that? How come she just couldn't seem to think straight when the professor was around? "I don't know what came over me…"
"Young love," Tian Lang shrugged his shoulders and went back to work with a self-satisfied smirk on his handsome face.
Feng Lan sputtered hopelessly. "I can't…no…not possible…"
"Call it what you will, Ms. Lan, but that's what it looks like to me."
Feng Lan frowned. She'd admitted her infatuation with the professor the other day. But love? Really? Even as she continued trying to convince herself otherwise, she somehow knew that Tian Lang was horribly right. What was she going to do in detention now? She moaned in frustration.
"Ms. Lan, I'd appreciate if you swept up the mess your bard just made all over my floor."
"He is NOT my bard!" Feng Lan replied instinctually. Tian Lang only chuckled as the girl gave a disgruntled mumble and proceeded to use her remaining hide-out time to sweep up the remnants of the broken vase and scattered rose stems off the clinic room floor.
~o~0~o~
Feng Lan raised her hand to Gui's office to knock, but before her fist could even make contact the door swung open.
"You're here," Gui sounded breathless as he took in her appearance. He seemed almost afraid to blink as if she was an apparition that would vanish at the drop of a hat.
"Yes, I'm here," Feng Lan reassured for no reason.
"Come inside."
Feng Lan took a hesitant step over the threshold. This was it. Her final detention. After this, she could be free…if she wanted. She wasn't sure why she was suddenly having doubts about leaving. Sure the professor had given her roses. That was a very thoughtful gesture. A very thoughtful and romantic gesture. If it had been any other girl in her class, they would have fainted right on the spot. But not her. Nope. She wouldn't fall for that.
He smiled up at her with a hopeful look in his eyes. She felt herself suddenly go weak in the knees. Blast. Stupid feelings.
She took a deep breath to calm her beating heart as she situated herself in front of the bookcase she'd been working on the previous day. If she could just concentrate on the task at hand, this hour would fly by, she would leave, and the two of them could go back to pretending like this entire ordeal never happened. Life could be normal again. Normal and…
"AAAHHHHH!"
She'd felt something warm touch her hand while reaching for the stack of books by her side. She turned her head to the side to see the professor next to her with a terrified look on his face as he held the book she'd been going for in his hand.
"What are you doing?" Feng Lan shrieked angrily.
"Handing you this book?" Gui's voice sounded wary as he tried to assess his current danger level from her anger.
She breathed hard. When had he gotten so close to her? She hadn't even noticed…
"Oh," she said numbly after a prolonged pause. "I didn't realize"
"That much," Gui retorted immediately, "was obvious."
They stared awkwardly at each other for an extended length of time. The professor looked so nervous and scared. It was very unbecoming on him and strange to see on his usually giddy face. Finally, Feng Lan couldn't help it. She cracked a grin and giggled at the sight of a speechless and terrified Gui. The professor goggled at her for a moment before his characteristic idiotic grin broke across his face. He eyed her laughing face lovingly.
"I've never seen you look so frightened before," Feng Lan spoke between giggles.
Gui wondered at how lovely the sound of laughter could sound to one's ears. Feng Lan's sounded like a perfect melody. "You're one to talk," Gui responded teasingly. "A slime could've crept up to you and been halfway through gnawing off your leg before you noticed anything."
Feng Lan suddenly stopped laughing and crossed her arms. "Did you get the letter I wrote to you yesterday?" she asked menacingly.
The letter? What letter? Oh, yes. Riiiight. That letter. Gui's mouth parted slightly as he realized his mistake. "That's right. No more talking about Second Life. I'm sorry," he apologized. "I forgot."
Feng Lan bit her lip nervously as she glanced around the room. If they couldn't talk about Second Life, then they definitely couldn't talk about what happened before she'd logged out last night. It relieved her in a way but made her feel oddly uncomfortable in another. The topic hung there like a massive, unspoken elephant in the room.
Professor Min finally broke the silence. "Would you mind if I helped you with the re-shelving?" he asked hesitantly. Then as if requiring some sort of explanation he said hurriedly, "It will go much quicker with two people."
"Oh!" Feng Lan stared at the stack of books piled on the floor and the half-empty bookcase in front of her. She glanced at the clock and saw that 45 minutes remained of her final detention. She looked back at the stack of books and thought through his offer. She knew she'd never finish re-shelving in the designated time, but the thought of Professor Min so close by made her heart race. She swallowed nervously.
"Its fine," she murmured and decided pointedly to ignore the happy grin that immediately spread across Gui's handsome face. He unconsciously sidled closer to her as he gleefully picked up the first book lying on top of the stack. The movement did not go unnoticed by Feng Lan. "But don't get any ideas!" Professor Min gave her a quizzical stare. Feng Lan sighed. "Whatever. Just pass me the next book."
He did so with a cheery smile as Feng Lan tried not to acknowledge the bolt of electricity that shot up her arm when the professor's hand brushed against her own. It was very distracting and she needed to focus on the task at hand. She quelled the butterflies dancing in her stomach and concentrated only on the bookshelf in front of her and forcibly not looking at the professor's face as she handed her book after book.
~o~0~o~
With fifteen minutes remaining of detention, Gui Wen finally made his move. "I'd like to take you out tonight."
Feng Lan dropped the book in her hand and turned to him with a fierce look in her eyes. "I told you no more talking about Second Life!"
Professor Min appeared confused. "I didn't say anything about Second Life."
"You asked me to go out. Tonight. As in Second Life," Feng Lan repeated with emphasis. "You can't just talk to me in real life like I'm Prince."
Gui held up his hands and shook his head. "Hold on. I didn't say anything about Prince."
"But then why would you—"
"You," he reiterated. "You are who I want to take out tonight. After detention."
"Oh." It was now Feng Lan's turn to look confused. The professor was asking her out? But why? Hadn't they already been down that road and met with failure? Then she realized something. Oh. "Like a thank-you, right? For helping you with your bookshelves?"
"No," Professor Min gave a lopsided grin as he analyzed her confused expression. It was extremely adorable, not at all like Prince since the elf was male, but holding a special naïveté of its own. "Like a date, Lan. Because I'm in love with you."
The words hung like weights in the air. Feng Lan's eyes only widened and then she looked extremely hurt. "No. No, you don't. You love Prince. Last time we had a date you told me you only loved Prince."
"That's because I didn't know you. I didn't know your personality. That's the part I loved about Prince. And that's the part of you I fell in love with this week from finally spending time together."
Feng Lan's breath hitched. This couldn't be happening. How was this happening? "No!" she cried out. "You're supposed to be mean to me. You hate me."
The professor's eyes softened. "I could never hate you."
"But…but…those words that I said to get me into detention. You looked at me so spitefully then."
"Prince would never look twice at someone as idiotic and perverse as you."
The professor's eyes turned cold for a moment upon remembering, then pained. He leaned forward to stare directly into Feng Lan's wide, beautiful brown eyes. Her heart pattered erratically in her chest at his proximity. "Do you still view me, as the professor, the same way? Am I still just idiotic and perverse?"
What kind of question was that? After spending a week with the man, she'd gotten to know him much better. He was snarky and bullheaded but surprisingly kind and gentle when the situation called for it. He somehow seemed a more well-rounded person than the bard she only knew in-game. Feng Lan couldn't stop the words from pouring out of her mouth at her heated denial. "Of course not! You're sarcastic and ignorant and surprisingly charming—"
Gui's mouth suddenly covered her own. It was a light kiss, gentle, and very effective in cutting off her train of thought. He pulled back with a sheepish smile on his face. He looked at her expectantly.
She slowly raised a hand to her mouth as if hardly believing what had just happened. "I…you…"
"Go out with me. I'm asking for a second chance," he stared at her earnestly. "It doesn't matter if you're Prince or not. Either way, you would have grabbed my attention this week, though I do thank the topic of Prince for giving me a reason to spend time with you in the first place."
Feng Lan practically melted at the look Gui Wen was giving her. She uselessly tried to fight one last time. "But you're a professor and I'm your student. Isn't there some sort of rule against that?" she asked weakly.
"I don't care," Professor Min spoke flippantly, but upon seeing the genuine look of worry on Lan's face he added, "but we'll keep it under wraps until it's safe to be open about it." Her worried look softened a bit.
He leaned in closer to her again as a brilliant blush spread across her face. He suddenly looked very nervous again. "So…ah…do you have an answer? Can I take you on a date tonight?" Feng Lan smiled to herself at the words and the professor's nervousness. Perhaps Wolf-dage was right. Gui Wen certainly acted like a middle-school school boy in these sorts of situations and the innocent look on his face made him incredibly hard to resist. He was already taking her breath away by how handsome his features were up-close.
She giggled and with surprising boldness closed the small gap between them. He gasped as her lips met his own and he immediately pulled her closer to him. Kissing her was like standing in a fresh spring rain. Refreshing. Light. Carefree. Wonderful.
"Can I take that as a yes?" he asked after a short while and smiled teasingly.
She punched him in the gut. He didn't even make an 'oofing' sound and she had to hide her surprise at the feeling of her fist contacting with his incredibly well-toned abs. With all the armor Gui wore in-game, she'd never experienced such a predicament before. She chose instead to focus on how she wished she had the strength she did in-game to keep the heated blush from rising on her face. "If that answer wasn't obvious, then you really are an idiot."
He merely grinned and pulled her in for the sweetest kiss possible.
~o~0~o~
Days went by and Prince was never sure how to act around Gui in-game. The professor had kept true to his word and never brought up Second Life when they spent time together in real life. Gui had somehow managed to act extremely normal with Prince in Second Life as well to the point where everyone, including Prince, was starting to wonder if something was up. All the tension that had occurred between the two in previous days had suddenly seemed to vanish and it left the elf feeling terribly confused.
"Your highness!" Gui immediately cried and launched himself toward the recently logged-in elf. "You have arrived!"
Prince's hand twitched. Why was this man acting like nothing had ever occurred between them? Hadn't he just been kissing her senseless in the office only hours ago? He felt Gui latch onto him in an overly cheerful way. In a completely normal and annoying way that was their routine in Second Life. "Get off me!" Prince roared in fury as he threw the bard off.
This, too, seemed to solidify their normal routine to any passing outsider. It certainly seemed to solidify it for Gui. "But my lord! Every moment with you warms my heart with the fire of a thousand suns. Who can resist your presence and utmost grace?"
Prince's eyes narrowed. Now it almost felt like Gui was cheating on him with himself. Wasn't that ironic? "You idiot," the Blood Elf seethed. The members of the Odd Squad that were in the vicinity (Lolidragon, Doll, and Yu Lian) raised their eyebrows and slowly backed away. They recognized that look. It was the look Prince usually obtained before viciously murdering an opponent.
Gui recognized the look too. "Prince?" he uttered weakly.
Prince was just barely able to contain himself. He grabbed the bard by the collar and dragged him away. "You and I need to talk."
"Your highness!"
Lolidragon, Doll, and Yu Lian heard Gui squeaking down the hall and his vague cry for help. Yu Lian sighed, "Sounds like he's in for a hard beating this time."
"Prince-gege won't hurt him too much right?" Doll queried.
"I hardly think so," Lolidragon snorted. She'd watched as Prince grew increasingly frustrated over the past several days as Gui acted normally around them and especially around Prince. Something had happened in the real world. Lolidragon would bet her life on it. She crossed her arms and smirked. It was only a matter of time before the city would be abuzz with the news that their dear liege lord had finally fallen for the flamboyantly gay and irresistibly handsome bard. She couldn't wait for all hell to break loose.
~o~0~o~
Prince dragged Gui up the stairs and into his bedroom. He threw Gui to the ground and slammed the door shut. "What do you think you're doing?" the elf whirled around angrily.
Gui sat up slowly, nursing his left elbow. "Nothing!" the bard exclaimed. "I didn't do anything."
Prince put a hand to his temple in frustration. It was true. Gui hadn't done anything. He was just acting as he always did.
"Why are you still throwing yourself at me?"
Gui looked confused. "Because that's what I always do?"
"But you have a girlfriend now!" Prince argued.
Gui suddenly smirked. "But you are my girlfriend."
"Argh! No! Not in Second Life."
"And that's why I'm acting normally around you," the bard replied. "I thought you wanted to separate both worlds."
"Yes!" Prince exclaimed. "I mean no. I mean…I don't really know what to do." His shoulders slumped. Gui looked up at him in concern. "I just get…really irritated that you act like there's nothing going on between us. And then I get irrationally upset thinking that maybe you do still like Prince more than you like the real me."
Gui gaped. "That's not true! Feng Lan, your real self comes first to me. But if you'd let me, I'd love the you as Prince just as much but never more."
Prince sat down hard on his bed. He buried his face in his hands. "I thought you'd say something like that."
Gui knelt down in front of him. With one finger under the elf's chin, he gently raised Prince's face to look him directly head-on. "What is it that you want?"
Prince shook his head. "I don't know! I mean, wouldn't it be weird for you to have feelings for two completely different people?"
Gui looked worried. "Am I two different people to you?"
"No," Prince buried his face in his hands again. "I am," he muttered against the skin of his palms.
Gui laughed. "Don't be silly. You're the same person to me, no matter how you look. Boy or girl. I just love you."
Prince poked a blood-red eye out from between his fingers. "So…you wouldn't feel weird about kissing me in this body?"
Gui's mouth twitched up into a half-smile. "I kind of already kissed you like this before. Even if I don't remember it."
Prince let a soft laugh escape from his mouth. He looked up at Gui sheepishly. "I'm being stupid, aren't I?"
"Incredibly."
Prince punched him in the gut. The result was much more satisfying than when Feng Lan had tried punching the professor several days ago. Prince helped the bard to his feet and as they both stood up Gui suddenly pulled him so that their bodies were flush together. Prince blushed. "Gui, we have to keep this a secret," he began rambling as he tried not to focus on how the bard was learning down towards him. "We can't let anyone know—"
"Shut up and let me kiss you," Gui murmured against Prince's mouth.
The elf gave in as his eyes fluttered close. The result was everything he could have dreamed of and more. In real life, Professor Min was always so gentle. Sometimes overly gentle as if afraid he would hurt the girl before him. But now, in Second Life, he could feel the fierce intensity of emotions behind the bard's heated kiss. He clung to Gui desperately as the bard did something very interesting with his tongue that made Prince's mind go pleasantly blank. His body felt like it was on fire everywhere the bard's fingers touched him. He pulled Gui impossibly closer and the two nearly toppled over onto the bed but Gui was able to right them in time. Prince sighed as Gui moved his attention from the elf's mouth to his neck.
A muffled cry suddenly came from Prince's side causing them both to freeze in mortified terror. "What are you doing to Mama?" Meatbun had somehow managed to poke his tiny head out of Prince's pouch and was staring with a horrified expression up at Gui.
Prince and Gui immediately leapt apart. As Gui stumbled backward, a swirl of fire leapt into the air. "Is something the matter with my Meatbun-bun?" a cool voice inquired above the bard's head.
Firephoenix hovered over the group, eyeing the still-horrified bun in worry and looking suspiciously at Prince and Gui. To see the two of them in a room alone bred some sort of unusual circumstance.
Meatbun began wailing. "Your owner was trying to eat Mama!" the tiny bun accused.
Firephoenix glared at Gui. He still didn't have many loyalty points with her and he paled at the thought of what she could do to him. "It wasn't like that!" he panicked. "It was just a kiss."
Firephoenix continued to glare. Her eyes narrowed into furious little slits of ebony black. Her tail plumes ignited with more fire. "Describe this thing. This kiss," she ordered.
Gui opened his mouth in terror. Prince cried out before he could say anything. "No! I will not allow my little bun to be corrupted."
Firephoenix did not look pleased. "Why won't you explain what my Meatbun-bun has already witnessed?" Prince's mouth dropped. Her Meatbun? Since when did— "I need to understand what happened so I know best how to take care of my husband after this mess."
Husband? Oh yes. Right. Of course. Prince turned extremely sullen and muttered something that sounded oddly like, "Yeah, well he was mine first."
Gui nearly burst into laughter and a smirk crossed his face as he realized the potential for the situation. "A kiss is something two individuals do when they are in love," Gui explained. "It's a way of conveying your feelings through action."
Meatbun perked up intrigued. "I love Firebirdy."
Despite being consumed in flames, the blush on the phoenix's face was hard to miss. Prince also turned bright red, though for very different reasons. "Keep your bird away from my meat bun," Prince said angrily to Gui. "And stop giving them ideas."
"If Gui and Mama were kissing does that mean Mama loves Gui?" Meatbun suddenly inquired, staring up at Prince with those eyes that were so hard to say no to.
Prince blanched. Gui suddenly turned gleeful. "Yes," Gui encouraged. "Tell them how much you love me."
Prince hit Gui. "I do not love you."
"Then this kiss business is false?" Firephoenix turned angry eyes to Prince and Gui. "You lied to me." Firephoenix began to flare up with angry flames. Gui paled.
"I didn't lie! Prince really does love me," he turned frantically to the elf. "Prince, tell them you love me."
Prince looked at his nails impassively and gave a yawn as Firephoenix continued to bristle. He smiled wickedly. "Why should I do that?"
"Because I'll give you extra homework if you don't," Gui threatened.
Prince sweatdropped. "Hey! That's not fair!"
"So do you love him or don't you?" Firephoenix asked again.
Prince sighed and looked down at his feet. "Yes," he mumbled. "I'm in love with Gui."
The bard's face immediately brightened. Prince suddenly wished he didn't look so damn adorable with that idiotic look on his face. It was going to be the death of him.
"Meatbun-bun wants to kiss Firebirdy! Mama will show me how!" Meatbun suddenly began bouncing gleefully. Prince paled.
"Meatbun! No!"
Firephoenix narrowed her eyes again. "Why not?"
"Because you have to really love the other person in order for kissing to be alright!" Prince argued in a purist fashion. He was going to instill only the strictest morals in his precious little bun. His rant was cut short at the offended look on Firephoenix's face and the crestfallen look on Meatbun.
"Are you suggesting that Meatbun and I do not love each other despite the fact that we are married and you and the bard are not?" Firephoenix's words came out in the most controlled and angry whisper Prince had ever heard.
"Erm, no?" he squeaked.
"Then I suggest you show us how to kiss before you hurt my precious Meatbun anymore," Firephoenix concluded.
Gui grabbed Prince by the shoulders and brought him close. "It can't be helped," Gui smirked as he leaned down in order to get a better angle for kissing his beloved Blood Elf.
"I'm only doing this for Meatbun." Prince narrowed his eyes.
"I'll make you forget all about Meatbun," Gui swore with a mischievous smile and brought his lips to the elf's.
And indeed, Prince soon forgot about the fact that they had an audience and the fact that his precious bun was now staring oddly at Firephoenix and wondering how to recreate the display of affection currently being shared by their two owners. Prince forgot about everything the moment Gui's lips touched his own. He realized very happily that he didn't care. Gui was with him, in real life and in Second Life, and there was nothing that made him happier than the shared moments he spent with both professor and bard. He knew with certainty that Gui felt the same way about him, both student and elf, and that knowledge only made the elf fall deeper in love as he fell deeper into the bard's sweet kiss. When Gui pulled away momentarily to whisper, "I love you," into the Blood Elf's ear, Prince couldn't help but whisper the same back. Everything was perfect. Everything.
~0~o~0~
A/N: Thank you to NarutoNineTailFox for providing a wonderful end to Stolen Kisses. Bet you didn't realize your scene would be the conclusion. ;)
Maybe...just maaaaybe I wrote an epilogue. *twiddles fingers*
Ok, I wrote an epilogue. -.-
But please still review this chapter, since technically the story is complete. Epilogue will be posted in the coming days.