The First Kiss
The Prelude to Butter Me Up Like a Lobster and Eat Me Sam
By: Jebus hey
{Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. God I hate these stupid things! If people weren't so touchy, then there wouldn't be a need for them. Someday I'll make them see. They don't have me, yet. They'll never get me! I'll kill them before they do! WARNING! If you are offended by homosexuality, stop reading now! I hate you! You deserve to die as much as the monkeys do! Read on.}
The sun was sinking, and shadows were cast upon the ground. The air still smelled so green and crisp. I would be happy just to spend the rest of my time outside. I love looking at the stars. Stars? This made me remember a night with Sam. It wasn't very long ago. I remember it very well. This incident happened on a night like this about four years ago. I was lying on the bank of the river. The lovely night sky was above. All was peaceful and serene. Each star gleamed magnificently. Each one told it's very own story. The water was trickling softly. "What a beautiful night." I had found it hard to sleep on such quiet nights without going outside.
"Beautiful night ain't it." a voice said.
I sat up. I knew it was Sam. Sam stood with his hands in his pockets. Occasionally, he would look up, but he mostly looked at me. I wasn't surprised that Sam had followed me. It wasn't the first time. Regardless, I was glad, for now I had some company. I invited Sam to sit down. Sam sat very close to me.
"What are you doing out here, Sam?"
"I could very well ask you the same question."
"Well, I just couldn't sleep without looking at the stars. Aren't they lovely?"
"I was just.uh.following.uh. no.I just like the stars too."
"They are so pretty!" I brought my knees up to my chest and hugged them.
"Yes, they are almost as pretty as you are."
"Quit joking, Sam!" I pushed, Sam, but not in a forceful way.
"I'm not joking. You are the best looking hobbit in the Shire."
"I'm not as pretty as Rose."
"Oh, yes you are! You can't compare you're beauty to Rose."
"So, I take it that you are not fond of her."
"No, I'm never really was."
I smiled. I was trying to get the courage to say something. My thoughts came out into the open.
"Sam, do you like boys?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, whenever a girl advances toward you, you relent. It's quite noticeable."
"Really? I guess I never realized it."
"So, you do like boys?"
"Yeah I do, and I think I like you."
I started to laugh. I relaxed a little bit. Sam doesn't find the matter funny.
"Why are you laughing, Frodo? Do you find this funny?"
"No, Sam. It's just that I've always had feelings for you, but I never came out and said it."
"I'm glad you feel the same way about me."
"Me too, Sam."
Sam leaned in on me. He put his hand on my chest. His lips began to touch mine. A soft kiss, yet passionate. It lasted a while. When Sam pulled away, I didn't speak. I was left with a single question. One that needed an answer.
"Was that wrong, Sam?"
"It didn't feel wrong."
"I didn't think it was wrong either."
"I heard that you and Bilbo were leaving tomorrow. Where are you going?"
"Bilbo wouldn't tell me. I'm sure that it isn't far away."
"I will miss you still."
"There's no need. I've something that will put you at ease."
I pulled two rings out of my pocket. I had been saving them, for the right time. Now was that time. I showed them to Sam. The rings were silver with a black jewel in the middle. I had them custom made. On the sides were the initials: F.B. and S.G.
"I was saving these, for a special time. Whenever I am not here, hold on to this ring, and know that I am doing the same."
"Oh, Frodo, it's beautiful! You shouldn't have!"
Sam gave me a gigantic hug. We sat in silence for a while. The silence was broken by Sam. Sam had taken water and thrown it all over me. I swore that I would get him for that. The night ended with Sam and me getting soaked. What a wonderful memory! I will keep it until the end of my days. Just as I have kept this ring.
{Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. God I hate these stupid things! If people weren't so touchy, then there wouldn't be a need for them. Someday I'll make them see. They don't have me, yet. They'll never get me! I'll kill them before they do! WARNING! If you are offended by homosexuality, stop reading now! I hate you! You deserve to die as much as the monkeys do! Read on.}
The sun was sinking, and shadows were cast upon the ground. The air still smelled so green and crisp. I would be happy just to spend the rest of my time outside. I love looking at the stars. Stars? This made me remember a night with Sam. It wasn't very long ago. I remember it very well. This incident happened on a night like this about four years ago. I was lying on the bank of the river. The lovely night sky was above. All was peaceful and serene. Each star gleamed magnificently. Each one told it's very own story. The water was trickling softly. "What a beautiful night." I had found it hard to sleep on such quiet nights without going outside.
"Beautiful night ain't it." a voice said.
I sat up. I knew it was Sam. Sam stood with his hands in his pockets. Occasionally, he would look up, but he mostly looked at me. I wasn't surprised that Sam had followed me. It wasn't the first time. Regardless, I was glad, for now I had some company. I invited Sam to sit down. Sam sat very close to me.
"What are you doing out here, Sam?"
"I could very well ask you the same question."
"Well, I just couldn't sleep without looking at the stars. Aren't they lovely?"
"I was just.uh.following.uh. no.I just like the stars too."
"They are so pretty!" I brought my knees up to my chest and hugged them.
"Yes, they are almost as pretty as you are."
"Quit joking, Sam!" I pushed, Sam, but not in a forceful way.
"I'm not joking. You are the best looking hobbit in the Shire."
"I'm not as pretty as Rose."
"Oh, yes you are! You can't compare you're beauty to Rose."
"So, I take it that you are not fond of her."
"No, I'm never really was."
I smiled. I was trying to get the courage to say something. My thoughts came out into the open.
"Sam, do you like boys?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, whenever a girl advances toward you, you relent. It's quite noticeable."
"Really? I guess I never realized it."
"So, you do like boys?"
"Yeah I do, and I think I like you."
I started to laugh. I relaxed a little bit. Sam doesn't find the matter funny.
"Why are you laughing, Frodo? Do you find this funny?"
"No, Sam. It's just that I've always had feelings for you, but I never came out and said it."
"I'm glad you feel the same way about me."
"Me too, Sam."
Sam leaned in on me. He put his hand on my chest. His lips began to touch mine. A soft kiss, yet passionate. It lasted a while. When Sam pulled away, I didn't speak. I was left with a single question. One that needed an answer.
"Was that wrong, Sam?"
"It didn't feel wrong."
"I didn't think it was wrong either."
"I heard that you and Bilbo were leaving tomorrow. Where are you going?"
"Bilbo wouldn't tell me. I'm sure that it isn't far away."
"I will miss you still."
"There's no need. I've something that will put you at ease."
I pulled two rings out of my pocket. I had been saving them, for the right time. Now was that time. I showed them to Sam. The rings were silver with a black jewel in the middle. I had them custom made. On the sides were the initials: F.B. and S.G.
"I was saving these, for a special time. Whenever I am not here, hold on to this ring, and know that I am doing the same."
"Oh, Frodo, it's beautiful! You shouldn't have!"
Sam gave me a gigantic hug. We sat in silence for a while. The silence was broken by Sam. Sam had taken water and thrown it all over me. I swore that I would get him for that. The night ended with Sam and me getting soaked. What a wonderful memory! I will keep it until the end of my days. Just as I have kept this ring.
