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**PipTheOrphan**

Lakota's point of view:

I blinked, not exactly sure if I heard him right. He didn't…did he? I ran my eyes over his entire face and it has become apparent that, yes, yes he was serious. Jeesh, I must've not been the only one sniffing some secret drugs when we visited Bella's house. I mean, what did I expect? Jacob was in there longer than I was – surely he must've gotten a bit high off it. I blinked again, watching him frown and slowly move his head away, disappointment very evident.

"Too soon," he decided more to himself than me. I stared at him, still blinking. Did he honestly just ask to kiss? Asked? He should've just went for it. I paused, breathing out deeply at his hurt stricken face. This, my friends, is where I go soft. I freaking hate it.

"No tongue," I decided, glaring warningly. Jacob's face twisted with utter surprise, he actually jerked back, his mouth gaped open as he spluttered.

"What?" I asked stupidly, pulling an equally weird look back at him. Was it that hard to believe that I'd let him kiss me? Hello! This is…Jacob. I'm not saying that he's some kind of God or anything like that – but the boy is pretty easy on the eyes. Plus, it's not like he's going to be my first kiss or anything. I've kissed many boys before.

"You mean that?" I snorted. Of course I meant it.

"Yeah; no tongue. Pretty sure I mean it," I nodded, making Jacob shake his head, his hand running through his hair as he stared at me. Almost like he couldn't believe what he was seeing, what he was hearing.

"You…you'd seriously kiss me?" he asked again, moving backwards again in utter shock. Was it me, or did he sound like he was less eager to kiss me? I mean, come on, it wasn't like he was getting laid. It was only a kiss. I stood up, crossing my arms and raising an eyebrow as Jacob gaped at me, not saying a thing. I frowned then, feeling a flash of hurt. Don't get me wrong; I'm not going to cry or any of that dramatic stuff but I can guarantee you wouldn't be feeling too hott either if you were me. First, your best friend asks to kiss you, you say yes, and now he won't even go near you. Talk about rejection at its finest, huh?

"Do you not want me to kiss you?" I shot back, glaring and tapping my foot. I guess I do sound a little impatient, but what do you expect. The fact we're still in the woods…and I just found out Jacob's a wolf…well, it suddenly got very uncomfortable. I cleared my throat, glancing away from him and up towards the sky that, again, decided to rain. Great. I groaned, running a hand down my face as I turned my glare back onto a perplexed Jacob.

"No, no…well, I mean, yes! Of course I want to kiss you but it just seems…" he trailed off, giving me a confused look before shaking his head again.

"Look, Jacob, it's just a kiss – I don't see why you're making a big deal out of this," Jacob sighed, before stepping forward, grabbing my face between his hands, his face only inches away from my own. My breath caught in my throat, as my eyes widened at our closeness. Feeling the heat he produced coming off in waves all the way to his finger tips that were caressing my face. It felt…oddly…nice. Ugh, it took all I could not to gag. Nice, and…weird. I pursed my lips, looking away slightly.

"That's the thing Lakota, this has to be more than just a kiss for you. It has to mean something," he argued, giving me more tummy flutters by slowly grazing his nose along my cheek, his bottom lip lightly touching the corner of my mouth. But the difference was between the old tummy flutters and these tummy flutters is that I thought I was going to throw them up. No way could this be healthy. Is it possible to throw up when you're unbelievably happy?

"So…you, uh, have a thing for me now?" I ask slowly, eyeing him up as he breathed in deeply, his nose still running along my cheek, down to my jawbone, then to my neck as his fingers simultaneously brush my hair back behind my shoulders. Jacob hummed in agreement, kissing the hollow of my throat once…twice…three times before he brought his face back up to face mine. A bright smile lighting up his features. I could only stare at him.

"Now? Now you have a thing for me? For 16 years…I've known you for sixteen years and…now?" I splutter on, making Jacob's smile falter just in the slightest before an almost amused smile stretched across his face. I scowled.

"Well, weren't you the one that said-" Jacob cleared his throat, quoting me with a high pitched voice, "you'll understand one day, Jacob, that your future was right in front of you. And you'll regret not looking there before it was too late," I paused, biting the inside of my cheek. How dare he quote me and my wisdom? Those are one time things, one time things, I tell you! He has no right to use them against me.

"That was when I thought you were in love with Embry," I argued back seriously. Jacob smiled, resting his forehead onto mine, kissing my nose gently before pulling away fully. I breathed in my new non-Jacob air, before breathing out shakily.

"My point is, Kota, is that I just hope it isn't too late," I raised an eyebrow, nodding slowly.

"You are one sappy boy, Jacob Black," he grinned broadly, not taking the slightest bit of offense to that. I snorted, crossing my arms again and nervously glancing around again, absently bouncing my leg. Could we go now? How much longer did we have to walk…? What time was it? I looked over at Jacob, momentarily dazed by his naked chest. Huh. Not too bad of muscles for a little boy scout at heart. He could go places.

"You're checking me out," Jacob pointed out. I sucked on my teeth, not once bothering to glance away from his glorious, rained on, muscular chest as he spoke.

"Am not," I defended weakly, not really that bothered by the fact. So what? I was checking out Jacob. You would too if you were getting the same kind of view I was. A boy. Half naked. Water. Muscular. Combine all four and you're in a girls fantasy.

"How can you say that when you are very openly ogling my chest?"

"What are you talking about? I'm being totally subtle."

"Wait, wait…what?"

"Huh?" I looked up at him, watching Jacob eye me carefully before he grinned. And not just the 'Oh I'm happy I could puke up a rainbow' grin, but the shit-eating kind of grin. The only kind of grin you'd find on Quil after some girl that worked at Taco Bell gave him her number.

"Did you just admit to ogling me?"

"You are smoking something, Black," I sighed, shaking my head sadly, "anyway, can we go? I need some beauty rest," I whined, rolling my neck as I yawned. Jake chuckled, scooping me up bridal style and giving me a sweet little kiss on the forehead.

"Is my wittle, wittle bitty Kota getting tiwered?" Jacob cooed in a baby voice. I glared.

"You know what? I just saw a little bit of Quil shine through you just then," Jacob blinked, tilting his head to the side.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Do it again and I'll bite you."

"Got it." The walk back to La Push was quiet, with the occasional sweet little, puke worthy gestures from Jacob, and the ridiculously annoying tummy flutters from me. But otherwise it was, cold, wet, quiet, and boring. I'm starting to really regret not ditching them when I had the chance.

"Jacob I'm tired," I muttered, smacking my face into his chest so I could use it as a pillow. Jacob rumbled with laughter, his hold on me tightening so I was practically pressed into him.

"I would offer you a ride-"

"You pervert," I muttered.

"I meant on my wolf."

"That's even more disgusting," I giggled, the thought becoming even more humorous as time passed.

"Okay, okay, fine. Forget it…but it would be much faster. And a certain someone would get to bed faster," Jacob sang, giving me a very suggestive look. So I burped in his face.

Laughing hysterically he made a face, shaking his head quickly to get the bad burp air away from his face.

"Lakota!" He yelled, a slight laugh escaping his lips before he looked down at me, still smiling. I frowned. What? Was that all he was going to do? Smile? What happened to the Jacob that would literally almost kill me for burping in his face? Eck, he is no fun.

"Yo, act like a man. Don't just take it," I grunted, egging him on. Jake rolled his eyes, pressing my head down so I was resting against his chest again.

"You-" he pointed at me, "can go to sleep now. We have yet another mile," I frowned, but complied anyways, slowly closing my eyes before I felt sleep overtake me.

Jacob's point of view:

Mr. Jones sighed as he opened up the door for Lakota and I. Lakota still sleeping happily in her sleep, and me; well I was wet and half naked. Not the best impression to have on your future father-in-law. But the fact that he's known me just as long as Lakota gives me some reassurance that he'd have some respect for me and know that I wouldn't do anything with her. Hopefully.

"I thought I told her to be home pronto, not 4 hours later," Embry and Quil appeared behind him, both wearing equally large shit eating grins as Mr. Jones shook his head, ushering me in with a dry chuckle.

"What'd you do to her? Knock her out? Oooh, did her and Bella get into a fist fight? My bet's on Kota – no way could Swan take a punch-"

"Embry, shut up," I grumbled, glaring as he grinned back stupidly, Quil absently gnawing on a turkey leg as he stared at Kota, a weird look on his face.

"Hey, guys, I think Lakota's got a pimple," I blinked, glancing down at her flawless face before looking over at Quil's otherwise screwed up face.

"What are you talking about?"

"No, it's like…she's got a pimple," he said, making Embry look over too, both of them getting too close for my liking.

"She does not have a pimple."

"Nah, man, I think she does!" Embry whispered, his face only inches from my Lakota's. I growled at him in warning, making him pull back, eyeing me. If he even thinks that he can do that without asking he's got another damn thing coming.

"Back off," I warned, making Quil snort.

"Did you tell her?" I hesitated, my gaze flickering between the two of them, then to Mr. Jones as he watched me. He was, in other words, not very pleased when he found out I imprinted on Lakota. As for Quil and Embry? They nearly shitted out a rainbow and a handful of gumdrops when they heard.

"Urm…sort of…" I mumbled, making Quil raise an eyebrow. Embry then found it in himself to yank Quil's turkey leg right out of his hand, taking out a big chunk of it with his teeth as Quil snarled angrily.

"Come on! Give it back!"

"Would you two shut up? Kota's trying to sleep," I hissed, only to have a very familiar voice quip back up to me.

"Ugh, shut up you loser. Don't you know how to be quiet?" I looked down, smiling as Lakota's face twisted with irritation.

"Hello, sleepy head," I whispered, only to be completely shot down as she smacked my face, pushing it away.

"I want my bed."

"I'll carry you-"

"Then get your fuzzy wolf ass moving. I need my pillows!" Embry and Quil snickered on the side-lines, witnessing as I was being verbally abused by my own angel.

"Yep, he told her."