A/N: I was going to be mean and not update until someone other than the
fabulous o-Raven-o and Jack-y reviewed my story but I decided that would be
unfair on their part, since they are the only people I know that reads this
fic. But anyway.onward we go!
When they parted, Wendy was slightly breathless. Only having kissed Peter one other time, this was rather sudden. In fact it almost seemed unreal, but Wendy knew that this was real; how else could she feel so alive when his lips touched hers?
"Peter," she whispered into his ear.
"Wendy, I've come back for you." He said simply.
"Come back? Peter, I thought you'd never say that." She hated to admit it but she thought that Peter had forgotten her, as much as it pained her.
"Wendy, I could never forget you." He said, almost reading her thoughts.
It was like that with them. Wendy and Peter could have countless conversations without even talking to each other. They would always sit and look deep into each other's eyes looking down deep into their soul and finding what the other wanted to say.
"But, Peter, you never came." Wendy said her heart racing, hoping that he didn't take that the wrong way. But luckily, Peter understood what he meant.
"I would have been here in a heartbeat," he trailed off, not wanting to continue. "But there have been.distractions."
Wendy stepped back a little, to look at Peter quizzically. He didn't look like the same Peter she knew. He didn't look like her Peter! He had changed! Before her stood a young man of about the age of fifteen or sixteen. He no longer had his flat chest with white milky skin, but he had toned muscles and a very nice tan that made him look strong. His face had also lost almost his entire child ness. The thought of losing his boyish face didn't make Wendy sad like she expected it to, but it made her almost happy.
"Peter, you've changed!" Wendy said, the last word echoing across the almost empty room.
Peter looked down to examine himself. Of coarse he had known that he had changed, but when he saw Wendy, everything was forgotten. Peter then looked toward Wendy. She too had changed. Her long auburn hair still flowed down to her elbows, perfectly framing her face along the way. Although the color and length stayed the same, her had had become more wavy and flowed in beautiful waves or auburn sea over her shoulders. Her face was a little more defined and her chin had lost some of it's child ness. Her kiss was still perfectly hidden, waiting for someone to take it. The thing that surprised Peter most was her figure though. She had definitely more curves and differences than Peter had seen last time he saw her.
"I know," Peter said lamely.
"But how? Haven't you been in Neverland?" Wendy asked, her eyes wide and hoping.
"Of coarse I have, but even so, I've been.changing." Peter said tugging at his leave shirt. Wendy looked sympathetically at him.
"Peter, I don't know why you would grow up, if you were still in Neverland." She said starting to pace the room. Soon she started listing off the possibilities about how he could grow up. Peter stood and watched her in silence.
Wendy suddenly stopped and looked at Peter her eyes wide and fearful. "Peter," she started. "Did you say that there distractions? What kind of distractions?" she asked hoping for something not as bad as she thought it would be.
"The kind of distractions that deal with Hook!" Peter said harshly, spitting the last word out like it was poison.
Wendy's eyes got, if possible, even wider and more fearful. "Hook!" She screamed. Peter quickly put his hand over her mouth to prevent her from saying more and waking up the whole household. She mumbled into his hand and he let go after a minute. "I mean, he can't be bothering you! He's dead isn't he?" she asked in a whisper.
"That's what I thought; but apparently not. He wants revenge on me more than ever now. I finally got to get past him though! I had to see you!" Peter said taking a step toward her.
"Why did you have to see me, Peter?" Wendy asked, subconsciously stepping toward Peter.
"Because I think I know why I'm growing." He said looking deep into her eyes.
"Mmmmhm." She mumbled closing her eyes, enjoying the wonderful moment that they were now having.
"I think it's because," He started. "Because, love is a grown up emotions," he continued stammering on the words. "And I think I'm in love with you." He finished cupping her face with his hands.
Wendy leaned into his touch, loving the feel of it. She was rather light headed at the moment and her cheeks were flaming hot; and yet it was a feeling that she didn't want to give up.
"Peter, isn't this all sort of," she began
"Sudden?" he finished for her.
"Exactly."
"Wendy, you know I've loved you since the moment I flew into your room. The moment I saw you lying on the bed. I just realized that it was the kind of love that makes me feel like a man. Not the love you would feel toward a sister. But the love, the kind of love that only come when we're together." Peter said looking into her eyes of ocean.
Wendy smiled. "I love you too, Peter."
"Then come with me." He said. It wasn't a question really. And Wendy knew that she would do anything Peter asked her to. Love is strange in that way.
"But, Peter," she began trying to tell him that it was the middle of the night, she wasn't properly dressed, and wouldn't have time to say good- bye to her family.
"Wendy, they know that you love them. Just come with me."
Wendy opened her mouth to argue but quickly shut it seeing the look on Peter's face. No, this was the time, the only time she would have to escape with her Peter.
Peter stuck his hand out and Wendy put her smaller hand into his; forming a perfect fit. Wendy smiled. Peter gracefully leapt into the air, taking Wendy along with him. Wendy clung onto his arm and breathed in his scent.
She finally had what she wanted.
She was going to Neverland with Peter.
And she found the owner of her kiss.
A/N: Ok guys, First off I know that Wendy had already given her 'kiss' to Peter but ya.I don't know what made me write it this way so I'm just going to keep it this way. I would really like it if you guys reviewed though! I love to hear from people! I truly do! Please, please review! O btw I will take up the next line saying: "YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA!" Sorry.I'm a little excited. I got the second biggest part in a play.I still can't believe it! YAYA!
I still have many adventures to come and I know this is all sappy.there will be adventures. Never fear, Brooklyn is here! ~Blush~ Ok.it's from a movie but ok, whatever. Whoa long a/n c ya guys! ~Brooks!
When they parted, Wendy was slightly breathless. Only having kissed Peter one other time, this was rather sudden. In fact it almost seemed unreal, but Wendy knew that this was real; how else could she feel so alive when his lips touched hers?
"Peter," she whispered into his ear.
"Wendy, I've come back for you." He said simply.
"Come back? Peter, I thought you'd never say that." She hated to admit it but she thought that Peter had forgotten her, as much as it pained her.
"Wendy, I could never forget you." He said, almost reading her thoughts.
It was like that with them. Wendy and Peter could have countless conversations without even talking to each other. They would always sit and look deep into each other's eyes looking down deep into their soul and finding what the other wanted to say.
"But, Peter, you never came." Wendy said her heart racing, hoping that he didn't take that the wrong way. But luckily, Peter understood what he meant.
"I would have been here in a heartbeat," he trailed off, not wanting to continue. "But there have been.distractions."
Wendy stepped back a little, to look at Peter quizzically. He didn't look like the same Peter she knew. He didn't look like her Peter! He had changed! Before her stood a young man of about the age of fifteen or sixteen. He no longer had his flat chest with white milky skin, but he had toned muscles and a very nice tan that made him look strong. His face had also lost almost his entire child ness. The thought of losing his boyish face didn't make Wendy sad like she expected it to, but it made her almost happy.
"Peter, you've changed!" Wendy said, the last word echoing across the almost empty room.
Peter looked down to examine himself. Of coarse he had known that he had changed, but when he saw Wendy, everything was forgotten. Peter then looked toward Wendy. She too had changed. Her long auburn hair still flowed down to her elbows, perfectly framing her face along the way. Although the color and length stayed the same, her had had become more wavy and flowed in beautiful waves or auburn sea over her shoulders. Her face was a little more defined and her chin had lost some of it's child ness. Her kiss was still perfectly hidden, waiting for someone to take it. The thing that surprised Peter most was her figure though. She had definitely more curves and differences than Peter had seen last time he saw her.
"I know," Peter said lamely.
"But how? Haven't you been in Neverland?" Wendy asked, her eyes wide and hoping.
"Of coarse I have, but even so, I've been.changing." Peter said tugging at his leave shirt. Wendy looked sympathetically at him.
"Peter, I don't know why you would grow up, if you were still in Neverland." She said starting to pace the room. Soon she started listing off the possibilities about how he could grow up. Peter stood and watched her in silence.
Wendy suddenly stopped and looked at Peter her eyes wide and fearful. "Peter," she started. "Did you say that there distractions? What kind of distractions?" she asked hoping for something not as bad as she thought it would be.
"The kind of distractions that deal with Hook!" Peter said harshly, spitting the last word out like it was poison.
Wendy's eyes got, if possible, even wider and more fearful. "Hook!" She screamed. Peter quickly put his hand over her mouth to prevent her from saying more and waking up the whole household. She mumbled into his hand and he let go after a minute. "I mean, he can't be bothering you! He's dead isn't he?" she asked in a whisper.
"That's what I thought; but apparently not. He wants revenge on me more than ever now. I finally got to get past him though! I had to see you!" Peter said taking a step toward her.
"Why did you have to see me, Peter?" Wendy asked, subconsciously stepping toward Peter.
"Because I think I know why I'm growing." He said looking deep into her eyes.
"Mmmmhm." She mumbled closing her eyes, enjoying the wonderful moment that they were now having.
"I think it's because," He started. "Because, love is a grown up emotions," he continued stammering on the words. "And I think I'm in love with you." He finished cupping her face with his hands.
Wendy leaned into his touch, loving the feel of it. She was rather light headed at the moment and her cheeks were flaming hot; and yet it was a feeling that she didn't want to give up.
"Peter, isn't this all sort of," she began
"Sudden?" he finished for her.
"Exactly."
"Wendy, you know I've loved you since the moment I flew into your room. The moment I saw you lying on the bed. I just realized that it was the kind of love that makes me feel like a man. Not the love you would feel toward a sister. But the love, the kind of love that only come when we're together." Peter said looking into her eyes of ocean.
Wendy smiled. "I love you too, Peter."
"Then come with me." He said. It wasn't a question really. And Wendy knew that she would do anything Peter asked her to. Love is strange in that way.
"But, Peter," she began trying to tell him that it was the middle of the night, she wasn't properly dressed, and wouldn't have time to say good- bye to her family.
"Wendy, they know that you love them. Just come with me."
Wendy opened her mouth to argue but quickly shut it seeing the look on Peter's face. No, this was the time, the only time she would have to escape with her Peter.
Peter stuck his hand out and Wendy put her smaller hand into his; forming a perfect fit. Wendy smiled. Peter gracefully leapt into the air, taking Wendy along with him. Wendy clung onto his arm and breathed in his scent.
She finally had what she wanted.
She was going to Neverland with Peter.
And she found the owner of her kiss.
A/N: Ok guys, First off I know that Wendy had already given her 'kiss' to Peter but ya.I don't know what made me write it this way so I'm just going to keep it this way. I would really like it if you guys reviewed though! I love to hear from people! I truly do! Please, please review! O btw I will take up the next line saying: "YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA!" Sorry.I'm a little excited. I got the second biggest part in a play.I still can't believe it! YAYA!
I still have many adventures to come and I know this is all sappy.there will be adventures. Never fear, Brooklyn is here! ~Blush~ Ok.it's from a movie but ok, whatever. Whoa long a/n c ya guys! ~Brooks!