Beauty had never been important to Lilo when it came to Stitch. She could careless if her hair hung down in unruly tangles, or if her clothes were wrinkled and not presentable. Stitch never was someone she felt the need to impress. He was her friend after all, why should she care what she looks like in front of him? Why should he care if she looks beautiful or not? Sure, it was nice to receive a compliment from him since, friend or not, he is a guy, but… this was taking it too far.

Lilo was distressed when she found nothing in her wardrobe that Stitch hasn't seen her wearing before. Briefly, she contemplated on wearing the dress she wore at the dance with Calan, but immediately shot down the idea. Instead, she sought Angel for help in choice of attire. In return, Angel presented her a gorgeous lavender dress.

So, Lilo stood before her mirror, admiring the way the silk clung to her. She untied her pony tail, allowing her raven hair spill down her back. After dabbing herself with sweet scented perfume, she determined she was ready. As she boarded the lift, she found herself wondering if she over did herself. After all, it wasn't like she was going out on a date with Stitch, just a friendly get together right?

She met Jumba and Pleakley on the couch, bickering about what channel they wanted.

"I want it on channel 10!" Pleakley cried, reaching for the remote and pouting when Jumba only lifted the device higher.

"But that channel is corny shows with lovey-doveyness! Is not evil, is disgusting!"

"It's not disgusting! It's sweet! Unlike your movie channel of a robotic spider crushing people with his venomous fangs!"

"Is true Evil Genius and give Jumba idea for creation…"

"Now I really don't want you to watch that movie!"

"Uh, guys!" Lilo intervened, waving to themselves to show she was listening to their useless banter.

Jumba and Pleakley glared at her for interrupting, but then their mouths fell open. The remote slid from Jumba's massive hand and to the floor, forgotten. Lilo smiled at them as they both examined the dress flaunting her curvaceous body.

"Little Girl is sight for Jumba's sore eyes."

"Lilo… That… that dress… you look… wow! Can I borrow it!" Pleakley exclaimed, leaping from the couch to approach the teenager.

"Thank you guys. Can you tell me where Stitch is?" Lilo asked.

"Oh the Little Monster said he had something to do. He even said that if you were looking for him, head to the beach."

That must be where he wants us to spend the night. Lilo thought. "Ok, thanks."

With that, Lilo left the two aliens to converse. The two pondered what it was Stitch wanted to do and why Lilo would be searching for him while looking so dazzling.

Meanwhile, Stitch stared as the ocean danced. His frantically pounding heart made him wonder if Lilo would show up. He had informed Pleakley and Jumba that there was something he needed to do at the beach and for Lilo to come to him. He knew Jumba and Pleakley wouldn't appreciate that he and Lilo were on a date, and he wanted it by the beach. Now, he wasn't sure if Lilo knew where he was at or if she decided not to come out of nervousness like he was experiencing.

He glanced down at the stem of a single, red rose clutched in his hand possessively. She'll come. He'll give her this rose and they would have the best night ever at this beach. Timid footsteps caught his attention. He turned his back to the sea and to the slim figure emerging from the trees. Then he saw her, and his breath hitched. His heart had been pounding frantically before, but now it was thundering.

He gulped as he looked down at his ragged clothes, then back up to the beautiful creature approaching him. His Lilo, dressed in a simple, but elegant dress. Her skin glistened in the light of the moon, the dress swayed around her smooth, tan legs as she walked up to him. In that moment, he yearned to touch her and he began meeting her in the middle to fulfill that desire.

Lilo smiled at him, feeling her heart jump at his intense gaze. She noticed his eyes didn't rest at one spot on her body, but instead continued to race over her. She felt proud, but humiliated at the same time. Was he confused that she went through so much trouble to look beautiful for him? This question made her bite her lip in worry, but at seeing his smile of approval, she released her lip from the torture.

Stitch stretched out his arm, showing her the rose he picked for her. Lilo smiled. "Jumba and Pleakley said you left to do something, is this what you left for? To get me a flower?"

Stitch shrugged. "Calan gave… Lilo flower. Stitch thought-"

Lilo leaned in and kissed his cheek. "I love it. Thank you."

Stitch's hands lifted to cup her face. She stared into his black holes, feeling her soul wanting to disappear forever in his gaze. A smile crossed her face, her arms wove around his neck, and her forehead bumped gently against his.

His hands slid from her face to snake around her waist, bringing her closer to him. "Lilo… Gaba-"

Lilo silenced him with a finger on his lips. "I don't know what we're doing Stitch, but… I like it." She whispered, blushing.

"Meega too." Stitch said.

"Then, don't question it. Just… enjoy the moment." Lilo replied, letting his shoulder cradle her head.

Stitch complied and allowed the girl to lean on him. His arm snaked around her waist and his ears perked at her contented sigh. The warm feelings swimming around inside of him, the perfect slight breeze, made him feel rather drowsy. His head tilted to one side until it rested on top of Lilo's.

The couple stood motionless, basking in each other's presence and mesmerized by the flow of the ocean. Finally, they sat down in the sand where Stitch had already purchased their little meal. Hamburgers, in Lilo's opinion, wasn't a very romantic dinner, but it was still food. She beamed at him for at least trying to make the night special. Then she found, by the rapid beating of her heart, the tingling inside her when his hand brushed hers, that the night was special. Because she was with him.

After they polished the last chunk of their hamburger, both fell back, allowing their stomachs to digest. Somehow, their hands found each other. Lilo moved to pull away, a tinge of pink on her cheeks. However, Stitch's hand wrapped around hers tightly, eliminating her chances of eluding his touch, and the feelings he provoked so strongly inside of her.

She continued to gaze at the ocean, but then found the graceful movements of the waves dull compared to the warmth of her palm. She rolled onto her side. He heard it, and turned to face her as well. The moment they locked eyes, none of them had the willpower to turn away. They continued to hold each other's gazes, almost like a staring competition and the loser would have to do something outrageous as punishment. However, it would be obvious to anyone with eyes to see they weren't having a competition. Not with their genuine smiles, sparkles in their eyes, and the look of wonder and love.

Lilo allowed Stitch to win the staring contest as her eyes dipped to see their joined hands. It wasn't anything new of course. They've held hands myriads of times in the past. When she was a little girl determined to capture and give homes to experiments and when he was just a blue, destructive alien to help her. He's grabbed her by the waist, the hand, even carried her bridal style at times. It never was anything to be concerned about, until now. Now that he is holding her hand, stirring these irritating feelings within her, and she couldn't name why.

Scooting closer, so that her forehead brushed up against his, she brought his hand to her lips. Stitch's eyes glazed over, as though he were under her spell as her lips pecked at his callous knuckles. The droning of the waves, the gentle caress of the breeze, the idea someone could catch them committing a sin, fleeted as soon as his knuckles seared from her kiss.

"Lilo…"

The girl raised her chin at the faint whisper of her name. Her body shivered at the loving sound of her name on his lips. Stitch seemed to notice, and immediately wrapped his arms around her body, thinking she was cold and drawing her close. Remembering he said her name a moment ago, Lilo once again stared up at him.

Stitch's hand trailed from the softness of her cheek, down her arm, and once again laced his fingers through hers. She squeezed his hand, letting her pearly whites show through her smile. He inched his head closer, the urge to kiss her overpowering his senses. His aim was for her cheek, but she tilted her head up at him, and it seemed a natural thing to allow his lips touch hers in a faint, almost ghostly kiss.

He made to pull away, but Lilo's abandoned hand reached behind his neck to pull him closer. He didn't refuse. Before they both knew it, they were sharing a passionate kiss on the sand of the beach, they had played in so many times in their childhood. The beach was like the start of their friendship, now it seemed it was going to be the start of something new. Start of something beautiful.

The start of their hearts beating as one.

"Lilo… gaba…" Stitch began, breathless when his lips left hers.

"I don't know Stitch. All I can say is that I've been feeling differently around you. I've tried to push it away, but… I don't think I can anymore. I don't know if it's love, but I definitely know it's not friendship either." Lilo said, her fingers stroking his hand.

Stitch nodded. "Gaba we do?"

"Do you only think of me as a friend Stitch?"

"Naga."

"Neither do I. Why don't we give it a shot? If we like each other, it should be okay right?"

"Nani?"

"She's my sister and only wants what makes me happy. I'm sure she'll be okay. Let's just promise one thing."

"Gaba?"

"If this relationship don't work out, we'll still be friends."

"Best?"

"Of course. We'll still be best friends. Agreed?"

"Ih!"

Lilo giggled as she cuddled closer to him. "Oh, and Stitch?"

"Ih?"

"Next time-"

Stitch's eyes widened, almost like a boy would when a pretty girl says she wants to kiss him. "Next time?"

Lilo disregarded his eagerness. "Next time, make sure you take a breath mint."

Stitch growled. "Naga that again! Mockcheeka breath… minty fresh!"

"Sure, keep deluding yourself with that Stitch. But you know that you are responsible for the deaths of flowers." Lilo stroked her ears to let him know she was only teasing.

"Naga!" He pointed to the flower in her hair, the one he previously gave to her. "That naga dead!"

Lilo carefully plucked the mentioned item from her hair, twiddling it around in her fingers. She smiled fondly. "No, I guess not."

After some precious moments together, the couple decided to go home before their family worries. Usually, they would walk side by side, just chatting as they walked. This time, a blush rose on both of their cheeks as their hands intertwined. As soon at the exterior of their house was in plain view, Stitch stopped and tugged Lilo into him.

Lilo caught herself by gripping his shoulder with both her hands. She looked up at him, then felt his lips crash onto hers. Her arms wove around his neck, feeling his furry, but soft lips dance against hers. The spark ignited within her chest, bursting to life as his other hand snuck around her waist.

"Lilo! Stitch! Where have you two- Oh my… LILO!"

The couple slowly broke apart to smile at Lilo's sister, but their happiness faded at the icy glare of Nani and most importantly, the look of disgust.

A/N: Sorry, it's been awhile since I updated. I know. I'm having problems with my LOVING family again. Sigh Sorry if this chapter wasn't good. At least there's some Lilo/Stitch action for you Lilo/Stitch lovers! I'm glad I finally made it!