A/N Unfortunately, I've been sick, so it took me quite a while to update
the last chapter of the story.
Thanks to Victoria Preston, MaryAnne, Flying Amon, frosty-freeze, Ingrid, anonymous 327, Another tsom fan and loveinthehorizon for their reviews.
And thanks to ILUVTSOM for uploading this last chapter!
Please review! Thanks!
Romy
Chapter 4: FIRST KISS
"Thank you," Friedrich said when the woman behind the counter handed him an envelope.
His father had sent him to the post office to pick up a letter – a welcome break from his homework.
The French revolution could not interested him the tiniest little bit, although Brigitta kept bothering him with quotes from "Les Miserables" over and over again.
"Les Miserables is not even about the French revolution," he had told her eventually, not able to hide his irritation, "It's situated 25 years after it."
"I know that," Brigitta had said in her usual wise tone, "But those people fought for freedom as well- just as during the revolution."
It had been a relief when the Captain had entered the study and had requested him to go to the post office.
When Friedrich stepped into the sunlight again, he heard a cheerful voice behind him.
"Hello!"
Friedrich turned around and saw a smiling Kathi with a grocery basket in her hand.
"Oh...hello," he answered.
All at once, he felt very awkward.
His voice had started going up and down lately, an inexhaustible source of fun for his sisters, especially Brigitta and Louisa, who kept asking him when he would finally be able to control his voice again.
"Just a few more months, and you'll have to start shaving!" Louisa had mentioned the other day before Maria gave her a warning look.
Afterwards, he had studied his face in the bathroom mirror and to his relief he hadn't seen any signs of a growing moustache or beard yet.
Now standing in front of Kathi with her dark dancing curls and broad smile, Friedrich noticed he was not able to look at her directly.
Somehow, his eyes wandered off to the cross on top of the church, the trees in the middle of the village square, bypassers...actually everything but Kathi.
He had never felt so nervous before in his life.
He felt his heart beating, and he could only hope he would be able keep his voice under control now.
"Where are you going to?" Kathi playfully twisted a curl around her finger.
"I'm going home," Friedrich replied. To his enormous relief, his voice seemed to sound normal, "I had to pick up something for my father."
"Oh I see," Kathi smiled, "What a pity you have to go already."
She shrugged her shoulders when he gave her a questioning look,
"I wanted to take a walk through the fields," she explained,
"But I don't want to go there alone."
Friedrich nodded, "I can go with you if you want," he offered.
Kathi looked up, "Won't your father be angry when you won't come home straight away?" she asked him.
Friedrich laughed, "I've done worse I suppose," he answered and her clear laugh relaxed him a bit.
Minutes later they were on their way. Kathi was chatting and laughing and pointing out things and Friedrich noticed her company made him happier than he could have imagined.
After a little while, Kathi's face turned serious, "I think it's very brave what your family have done," she said.
"What?" Friedrich asked, not knowing what she meant.
"Well, you know..." Kathi looked up, "Fleeing Austria and leaving everything behind...I don't know if I could have done it."
Friedrich shrugged his shoulders, "We didn't have much of a choice," he said. Kathi nodded, "I guess you hadn't," she answered.
Friedrich felt how she took his hand. He didn't want her to notice how nervous he was, so he smiled at her as confidentialy as possible while they continued their walk through the lush fields.
A little later, Kathi looked at the sky, „I think it's going to rain", she said, "We'd better go."
Friedrich nodded, thinking about what he could say to her.
Kathi smiled and touched his arm, just as she had done before when they were talking.
But somehow, it felt different.
Friedrich smiled at her nervously, not really knowing what she expected from him now.
Later, when he reflected that moment, Friedrich couldn't remember why Kathi's face was so close to his all at once. He only remembered he had felt warm and cold at the same time.
He closed his eyes when Kathi's soft lips touched his.
Of course, he had been kissed before. By his mother. By his sisters. By his stepmother.
But this was different. It almost took his breath away.
Kathi stepped backwards and looked at him, a little smile on her face.
"That was..." Friedrich was trying to think about what he could say to her. He wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, standing in the sunlight, or how much he had loved the feeling of her warm lips on his skin, but he couldn't find the right words to describe it.
"That was good," he said eventually.
Kathi laughed, "You're really sweet," she said and took Friedrich's hand again.
They followed their way in silence. Friedrich looked aside to the girl with the dancing curls on her shoulders and smiled.
He had never known life could be so beautiful.
END
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A/N I hope you enjoyed the story. I realize I could have made this thing a lot „hotter" if I had wanted, but I wanted to write a story about a boy's first love/kiss, not a passionate love story and most important, I wanted Friedrich to stay in character. My friend and I figured that he would probably be quite shy when he likes a girl so I decided to have Kathi to take the initiative...if both would be too shy to do anything there wouldn't have been much of a story!
The last chapter was the hardest to write, because I was not sure how to describe Friedrich's feelings when he bumps into Kathi unexpectedly, and how he would react after she kissed him. I hope you liked it!
Thanks to Victoria Preston, MaryAnne, Flying Amon, frosty-freeze, Ingrid, anonymous 327, Another tsom fan and loveinthehorizon for their reviews.
And thanks to ILUVTSOM for uploading this last chapter!
Please review! Thanks!
Romy
Chapter 4: FIRST KISS
"Thank you," Friedrich said when the woman behind the counter handed him an envelope.
His father had sent him to the post office to pick up a letter – a welcome break from his homework.
The French revolution could not interested him the tiniest little bit, although Brigitta kept bothering him with quotes from "Les Miserables" over and over again.
"Les Miserables is not even about the French revolution," he had told her eventually, not able to hide his irritation, "It's situated 25 years after it."
"I know that," Brigitta had said in her usual wise tone, "But those people fought for freedom as well- just as during the revolution."
It had been a relief when the Captain had entered the study and had requested him to go to the post office.
When Friedrich stepped into the sunlight again, he heard a cheerful voice behind him.
"Hello!"
Friedrich turned around and saw a smiling Kathi with a grocery basket in her hand.
"Oh...hello," he answered.
All at once, he felt very awkward.
His voice had started going up and down lately, an inexhaustible source of fun for his sisters, especially Brigitta and Louisa, who kept asking him when he would finally be able to control his voice again.
"Just a few more months, and you'll have to start shaving!" Louisa had mentioned the other day before Maria gave her a warning look.
Afterwards, he had studied his face in the bathroom mirror and to his relief he hadn't seen any signs of a growing moustache or beard yet.
Now standing in front of Kathi with her dark dancing curls and broad smile, Friedrich noticed he was not able to look at her directly.
Somehow, his eyes wandered off to the cross on top of the church, the trees in the middle of the village square, bypassers...actually everything but Kathi.
He had never felt so nervous before in his life.
He felt his heart beating, and he could only hope he would be able keep his voice under control now.
"Where are you going to?" Kathi playfully twisted a curl around her finger.
"I'm going home," Friedrich replied. To his enormous relief, his voice seemed to sound normal, "I had to pick up something for my father."
"Oh I see," Kathi smiled, "What a pity you have to go already."
She shrugged her shoulders when he gave her a questioning look,
"I wanted to take a walk through the fields," she explained,
"But I don't want to go there alone."
Friedrich nodded, "I can go with you if you want," he offered.
Kathi looked up, "Won't your father be angry when you won't come home straight away?" she asked him.
Friedrich laughed, "I've done worse I suppose," he answered and her clear laugh relaxed him a bit.
Minutes later they were on their way. Kathi was chatting and laughing and pointing out things and Friedrich noticed her company made him happier than he could have imagined.
After a little while, Kathi's face turned serious, "I think it's very brave what your family have done," she said.
"What?" Friedrich asked, not knowing what she meant.
"Well, you know..." Kathi looked up, "Fleeing Austria and leaving everything behind...I don't know if I could have done it."
Friedrich shrugged his shoulders, "We didn't have much of a choice," he said. Kathi nodded, "I guess you hadn't," she answered.
Friedrich felt how she took his hand. He didn't want her to notice how nervous he was, so he smiled at her as confidentialy as possible while they continued their walk through the lush fields.
A little later, Kathi looked at the sky, „I think it's going to rain", she said, "We'd better go."
Friedrich nodded, thinking about what he could say to her.
Kathi smiled and touched his arm, just as she had done before when they were talking.
But somehow, it felt different.
Friedrich smiled at her nervously, not really knowing what she expected from him now.
Later, when he reflected that moment, Friedrich couldn't remember why Kathi's face was so close to his all at once. He only remembered he had felt warm and cold at the same time.
He closed his eyes when Kathi's soft lips touched his.
Of course, he had been kissed before. By his mother. By his sisters. By his stepmother.
But this was different. It almost took his breath away.
Kathi stepped backwards and looked at him, a little smile on her face.
"That was..." Friedrich was trying to think about what he could say to her. He wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, standing in the sunlight, or how much he had loved the feeling of her warm lips on his skin, but he couldn't find the right words to describe it.
"That was good," he said eventually.
Kathi laughed, "You're really sweet," she said and took Friedrich's hand again.
They followed their way in silence. Friedrich looked aside to the girl with the dancing curls on her shoulders and smiled.
He had never known life could be so beautiful.
END
*
A/N I hope you enjoyed the story. I realize I could have made this thing a lot „hotter" if I had wanted, but I wanted to write a story about a boy's first love/kiss, not a passionate love story and most important, I wanted Friedrich to stay in character. My friend and I figured that he would probably be quite shy when he likes a girl so I decided to have Kathi to take the initiative...if both would be too shy to do anything there wouldn't have been much of a story!
The last chapter was the hardest to write, because I was not sure how to describe Friedrich's feelings when he bumps into Kathi unexpectedly, and how he would react after she kissed him. I hope you liked it!
