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I don't own Smith or anybody from the film. The other characters may or may
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If anything is familiar to you from this or any other movie I don't own it.
I'm just playing with them.
Chapter Fourteen: Forbidden Fruit Tastes the Sweetest
Kate woke up early in the morning. While Smith had been "relaxing" outside she had been tossing and turning in the bed. She couldn't sleep. She was thinking. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours but she was still unable to sleep. She couldn't forget what Smith said about her father. And about her. And she had to admit that he was right. He was right about everything. And this fact was so infuriating. Or was it? Yes, it was. Those damned hormones! Then she remembered Dave. Where is he now? He should know that she is here. He knows that Kim and Hank are her second family. Their house is a shelter for her. It always was. And he didn't even phoned them. No, because Kim would have told it to her. Even in the middle of the night. So? Perhaps his business is more important for him than a (lost) girlfriend. As usual. And Smith? Well, Smith was Smith. But he was so different. OK, he was a machine, he was more handsome but there was something else. He is always straight with her, with anybody. And even if it hurt sometimes she liked it. It was better than Dave's slavish compliments when he wanted her to do something. And Smith also wanted something. But she knew that Smith would never let her down. And it was a comforting thought.
Finally - about a 2 hour sleep - she got up and walked up to the door. She gently opened it and stepped out. And she found Smith on the chair. His eyes were still closed. He seemed to be sleeping but he wasn't of course. He could hear Kate opening the door but he decided to remain still. He wanted to know what she would do. She was standing in the door for a while. Then she started walking toward him. Finally she stopped opposite to Smith and stared at him. Now he seemed to be so peaceful, calm, innocent, helpless. So everything he normally wasn't. As Kate observed him she realized that he didn't breathe. He was completely motionless. She walked closer. Then she bent down and reached out her hand to touch him. Just to check him. She had never dealt with an Agent before so she didn't know what to do. Is it normal or is something wrong with him? But before she could touched him she could hear a very familiar voice:
"Don't you dare!"-said Smith as he opened his eyes.
Kate froze and looked at him.
"You said you didn't sleep."-said she.
"I didn't sleep."
"Then what did you do?"
"Nothing."
"Oh, I see. ....... But you didn't breathe either."
"No."
"Why?"
"Because it's only necessary for speaking."
"And what about the body heat?"-asked Kate as she touched his hand.
Smith let her do it. She is going to withdraw her hand quickly. He was sure.
"Oh my God! Your hand is as cold as ice! Did you turn off the heating too?"- said Kate as she jerked her hand away.
"It wasn't necessary either."
"I see."-said Kate with a smile and stood upright.
She went to the banister and then she turned to see Smith. He stared at her and she stared at him. They were staring at each other for almost 10 minutes. None of them looked away, none of them blinked. They focused. But after 10 minutes Kate couldn't stand it any longer and blinked. Then Smith sneered.
"I won."-said he.
Kate rolled her eyes.
"Please, Smith. Do me a favor!"-said Kate and turned her back on him.
Smith waited a little but then he rose to his feet and walked over to Kate and stopped next to her.
"As I can see you didn't manage to solve all of your emotional and mental problems."-said Smith as he tugged on his cuffs and sat his tie straight.
Kate was silent but not for long.
"Why? Because I don't drop onto my knees every time you appear? ....silence.......... You know, it is your company that makes my nerves Smith. Do you have a faint idea how difficult to get on with you? I mean, I know that Agents are cruel and cold by nature but what if you exert yourself a little bit?"-said Kate and looked at Smith.
He turned, inclined his head and finally gave her a questioning look.
"Do you want me to be............ kind?"-asked Smith.
"Yes. Or something like that. It would be much easier to both of us."
Silence. Smith was thinking. And Kate was staring at him with an imploring look.
"So?"-asked she.
"Well, it's not a bad idea. It's logical. Maybe I could ............. exert myself as you put it. But ...."
"But?"
"But I can't see why should I be kind to someone who hates me."-said Smith and looked at her.
Kate was in a deep silence but she was still staring at him.
"So?"-asked Smith with raised eyebrows.
After a long silence Kate managed to speak:
"I ....I do ....not hate you, Smith."
'I wanted to but I couldn't.'-thought Kate. And she started fiddling with his tiepin again.
Now it was Smith who was silent. What, what should he say now? Or what should he do? What would be the right gesture or word? How should he react? He didn't want to ruin that something between them. It seemed that she liked him. And she admitted it too. He didn't know why but it had happened. Now what? It was his turn. But she was too close again. He had a bad feeling about it. Partly. But it wasn't her closeness that was bad.
"Smith?"-asked Kate.
She could see that he didn't know how to handle the situation or what to say.
"What?"-asked he.
"What about you?"
"......"
Now she really wanted to know what about him. But it didn't seemed that he would answer in this century so it was time to test him. It was the right moment. Now or never. She pressed closer to him, to his body. It was warm again. And he didn't move away from her. And it was really encouraging. And it also felt so good but not just because the morning was chilly. She did everything slowly and carefully. And Smith was just watching and waiting. He was puzzled. She slowly leaned toward him to kiss him.
"What are you doing?"-asked Smith.
She stopped and smiled.
"There is no cause for alarm, Agent Smith. I won't hurt you."-murmured Kate and then her lips slowly touched his mouth.
First she just kissed his lower lip. Carefully, slowly, gently. Then she drew back a little to see Smith face. Nothing. I mean no anger, no disgust. Maybe a little surprise. But that was all. Then she kissed him full on the mouth. But it was just a short kiss. Nothing serious just a lip kiss. The second was longer and warmer. The old saying was right: forbidden fruit did taste the sweetest. It was so good to finally be able to kiss him and touched him almost as she pleased. Because Smith was quite stiff and passive but he didn't move away. Kate rested her hands on his chest and she could feel his heartbeat. It was so strange. And it was a little bit rapid. Then her arms went around his neck while the kiss went on. Then she started exploring Smith's lips. Her tongue ran along the seam of his lips. They were soft, sweet and warm. But even this kiss wasn't so serious either. But it was enough to Smith. More than enough. After he realized what they were doing, after he felt her tongue on his lips he grabbed her hands and pulled them away from his neck. And then he broke the kiss too. She opened her big blue eyes and looked at him.
"What's the problem?"-asked Kate.
"Problem? YOU are my problem! What the hell are you doing with me? Was it necessary to slobber my face?"-asked Smith as he reached to his mouth and wiped it with his hand.
"Please, Smith. It was just a kiss. A little play. Nothing serious."
"Don't dare play with ME!"-said Smith angrily.
"But I ..."
"But what? There is no but. I'm not a toy. Can you comprehend it? Can you comprehend who I am? Can you comprehend what you did?"
"I know what I did. And I don't play, Smith. And now I know exactly who you are. You are a deplorable, hopeless asshole! You don't even deserve to exist! And you know what? Go to hell!"-said Kate and turned on her heel.
"What? Where are you going?"-asked Smith.
"To the dining room. Where HUMANS eat. So you have no business to be there!- said Kate but she didn't turned back.
"Come back, right now!"
"Kiss my ass, Smith."-said Kate and left Smith on the porch.
TO BE CONTINUED
Chapter Fourteen: Forbidden Fruit Tastes the Sweetest
Kate woke up early in the morning. While Smith had been "relaxing" outside she had been tossing and turning in the bed. She couldn't sleep. She was thinking. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours but she was still unable to sleep. She couldn't forget what Smith said about her father. And about her. And she had to admit that he was right. He was right about everything. And this fact was so infuriating. Or was it? Yes, it was. Those damned hormones! Then she remembered Dave. Where is he now? He should know that she is here. He knows that Kim and Hank are her second family. Their house is a shelter for her. It always was. And he didn't even phoned them. No, because Kim would have told it to her. Even in the middle of the night. So? Perhaps his business is more important for him than a (lost) girlfriend. As usual. And Smith? Well, Smith was Smith. But he was so different. OK, he was a machine, he was more handsome but there was something else. He is always straight with her, with anybody. And even if it hurt sometimes she liked it. It was better than Dave's slavish compliments when he wanted her to do something. And Smith also wanted something. But she knew that Smith would never let her down. And it was a comforting thought.
Finally - about a 2 hour sleep - she got up and walked up to the door. She gently opened it and stepped out. And she found Smith on the chair. His eyes were still closed. He seemed to be sleeping but he wasn't of course. He could hear Kate opening the door but he decided to remain still. He wanted to know what she would do. She was standing in the door for a while. Then she started walking toward him. Finally she stopped opposite to Smith and stared at him. Now he seemed to be so peaceful, calm, innocent, helpless. So everything he normally wasn't. As Kate observed him she realized that he didn't breathe. He was completely motionless. She walked closer. Then she bent down and reached out her hand to touch him. Just to check him. She had never dealt with an Agent before so she didn't know what to do. Is it normal or is something wrong with him? But before she could touched him she could hear a very familiar voice:
"Don't you dare!"-said Smith as he opened his eyes.
Kate froze and looked at him.
"You said you didn't sleep."-said she.
"I didn't sleep."
"Then what did you do?"
"Nothing."
"Oh, I see. ....... But you didn't breathe either."
"No."
"Why?"
"Because it's only necessary for speaking."
"And what about the body heat?"-asked Kate as she touched his hand.
Smith let her do it. She is going to withdraw her hand quickly. He was sure.
"Oh my God! Your hand is as cold as ice! Did you turn off the heating too?"- said Kate as she jerked her hand away.
"It wasn't necessary either."
"I see."-said Kate with a smile and stood upright.
She went to the banister and then she turned to see Smith. He stared at her and she stared at him. They were staring at each other for almost 10 minutes. None of them looked away, none of them blinked. They focused. But after 10 minutes Kate couldn't stand it any longer and blinked. Then Smith sneered.
"I won."-said he.
Kate rolled her eyes.
"Please, Smith. Do me a favor!"-said Kate and turned her back on him.
Smith waited a little but then he rose to his feet and walked over to Kate and stopped next to her.
"As I can see you didn't manage to solve all of your emotional and mental problems."-said Smith as he tugged on his cuffs and sat his tie straight.
Kate was silent but not for long.
"Why? Because I don't drop onto my knees every time you appear? ....silence.......... You know, it is your company that makes my nerves Smith. Do you have a faint idea how difficult to get on with you? I mean, I know that Agents are cruel and cold by nature but what if you exert yourself a little bit?"-said Kate and looked at Smith.
He turned, inclined his head and finally gave her a questioning look.
"Do you want me to be............ kind?"-asked Smith.
"Yes. Or something like that. It would be much easier to both of us."
Silence. Smith was thinking. And Kate was staring at him with an imploring look.
"So?"-asked she.
"Well, it's not a bad idea. It's logical. Maybe I could ............. exert myself as you put it. But ...."
"But?"
"But I can't see why should I be kind to someone who hates me."-said Smith and looked at her.
Kate was in a deep silence but she was still staring at him.
"So?"-asked Smith with raised eyebrows.
After a long silence Kate managed to speak:
"I ....I do ....not hate you, Smith."
'I wanted to but I couldn't.'-thought Kate. And she started fiddling with his tiepin again.
Now it was Smith who was silent. What, what should he say now? Or what should he do? What would be the right gesture or word? How should he react? He didn't want to ruin that something between them. It seemed that she liked him. And she admitted it too. He didn't know why but it had happened. Now what? It was his turn. But she was too close again. He had a bad feeling about it. Partly. But it wasn't her closeness that was bad.
"Smith?"-asked Kate.
She could see that he didn't know how to handle the situation or what to say.
"What?"-asked he.
"What about you?"
"......"
Now she really wanted to know what about him. But it didn't seemed that he would answer in this century so it was time to test him. It was the right moment. Now or never. She pressed closer to him, to his body. It was warm again. And he didn't move away from her. And it was really encouraging. And it also felt so good but not just because the morning was chilly. She did everything slowly and carefully. And Smith was just watching and waiting. He was puzzled. She slowly leaned toward him to kiss him.
"What are you doing?"-asked Smith.
She stopped and smiled.
"There is no cause for alarm, Agent Smith. I won't hurt you."-murmured Kate and then her lips slowly touched his mouth.
First she just kissed his lower lip. Carefully, slowly, gently. Then she drew back a little to see Smith face. Nothing. I mean no anger, no disgust. Maybe a little surprise. But that was all. Then she kissed him full on the mouth. But it was just a short kiss. Nothing serious just a lip kiss. The second was longer and warmer. The old saying was right: forbidden fruit did taste the sweetest. It was so good to finally be able to kiss him and touched him almost as she pleased. Because Smith was quite stiff and passive but he didn't move away. Kate rested her hands on his chest and she could feel his heartbeat. It was so strange. And it was a little bit rapid. Then her arms went around his neck while the kiss went on. Then she started exploring Smith's lips. Her tongue ran along the seam of his lips. They were soft, sweet and warm. But even this kiss wasn't so serious either. But it was enough to Smith. More than enough. After he realized what they were doing, after he felt her tongue on his lips he grabbed her hands and pulled them away from his neck. And then he broke the kiss too. She opened her big blue eyes and looked at him.
"What's the problem?"-asked Kate.
"Problem? YOU are my problem! What the hell are you doing with me? Was it necessary to slobber my face?"-asked Smith as he reached to his mouth and wiped it with his hand.
"Please, Smith. It was just a kiss. A little play. Nothing serious."
"Don't dare play with ME!"-said Smith angrily.
"But I ..."
"But what? There is no but. I'm not a toy. Can you comprehend it? Can you comprehend who I am? Can you comprehend what you did?"
"I know what I did. And I don't play, Smith. And now I know exactly who you are. You are a deplorable, hopeless asshole! You don't even deserve to exist! And you know what? Go to hell!"-said Kate and turned on her heel.
"What? Where are you going?"-asked Smith.
"To the dining room. Where HUMANS eat. So you have no business to be there!- said Kate but she didn't turned back.
"Come back, right now!"
"Kiss my ass, Smith."-said Kate and left Smith on the porch.
TO BE CONTINUED
