MIA:

Seeing him doing his speech was priceless. He looked so nervous, had I looked that terrified? Probably not, considering I am used to speaking to foreign dignitaries about the economy and strife around the world. Talking about how happy I was for Lilly was no problem for me.

I only hoped I could find that kind of happiness with her older brother. I loved how he was rambling on and how he would forget that he had no hair to run his fingers through nervously.

I'll admit I was relieved when we were allowed to sit down and be served our food (I was eating lobster and Michael had the prime rib...carnivore...). "You did well up there," I whispered.

He offered a half smile. "Thanks. You were better though."

I rolled my eyes, "I practiced that speech a bit the other night."

He didn't say anything in return, he just bit into his prime rib. I looked away. Seeing that poor animal being eaten by the man I loved was too much for me. "You look really great," he said finally. "Gorgeous."

I smiled. That was the compliment I always tried to get from Joshua (simply because of how it sounded with his British accent). "You don't look half bad yourself Moscovitz."

We didn't discuss the prospect of us. Of what we were silently becoming. Or anything really. After the food he asked Lilly to dance. Tony took me to the dance floor.

"Congratulations Mr. Moscovitz," I teased. Earlier in the week we had been joking that he would have to take Lilly's name.

"Thanks, Mrs. Moscovitz," he teased back, gesturing to Michael.

I looked back at him. He was talking intently with his little sister. "Oh come on, who knows about that?"

"Wait, he'd have to take your name, right?"

"We aren't even together," I replied with a roll of my eyes. "Everyone is just assuming things. And when you assume, you make and ass out of you and me," As I said this Lilly and Michael came over. Tony rolled his eyes at my juvenile joke.

"We should see to our guests Tone," Lilly said grabbing his arm.

They left me and Michael alone. We looked around and then he took my hands. I had assumed he would be dancing with me, but no. He pulled me out of the wedding area and walked me across the street to the Public Gardens.

"What is this?" I asked.

"I just wanted to be alone with you," he replied slowly as he swatted a bee away from his face. I loved how he squished up his face when he did this.

We sat on a bench by the pond. I could see the swans floating nearby. "Mia?" he said, breaking the silent spell I was in.

"Yeah?" I asked nervously. Things were finally culminating.

"That song..."

Oh great, we don't have enough 'that song' references. Was he talking about the ones on his album? Or the one I sang the other night?

"Which?" I asked. He sent shivers down my spine as he grazed my bare back with his index finger.

"The one you sang, did you mean it?"

I looked at the ground. "Of course I did."

I peeked up and saw his expression. He looked like a little kid on Christmas. He stood up and took my hand. I was expecting him to kiss me, like he did the other day, but he didn't. Instead we started walking again.

"So you are ready?" he asked with his hand on the small of my back.

I grinned, "Of course I am. I mean, sure I'm a little nervous but who wouldn't be when they are starting a new relationship?" I said with a laugh. He fell behind my steps though. I turned and saw him down on one knee. "Michael?" Oh God, he wasn't proposing, was he?! Please, don't do that...not yet. I need to get used to having him as a boyfriend first.

"Yeah?" he asked. I realized he was tying his shoe. For some reason though, I felt let down. Had I actually wanted him to propose?

"Oh, nothing."

"So...you are ready to have me as your boyfriend?" he asked as he stood up.

I nodded with a sure smile. "But boyfriend sounds so...childish. Shouldn't you be my manfriend?"

He smiled. "I'm a bit childish so we'll go with boyfriend," he said stopping our walk. He turned me so I was facing him.

This is it. My last first kiss. Better make it a good one.

He put his large hands so they were cupping my face. "Mia, you know I love you more than anything in this world," he started, leaning his forehead against mine. "I want to hear you say it." His breath was completely uneven now.

I put my hands on his lower back. "Michael, I love you. I've just...been trying to not fall in love. But you've made that just too difficult for me."

He smiled and kissed me softly...patiently. Like the first time we kissed back at my senior prom, before we slept together. He hadn't wanted to push me too far that night and he didn't want to tonight either. But tonight I would be the one pushing him, like I did that night.

After we pulled apart from that first kiss I pulled him toward me again, begging for him to kiss me more. He very kindly obliged.

"Do ya haaaave annnnny spaaaare chaaaaange?" a homeless man asked, coming up close to us. I stared at the man. He had big glasses with no lenses in them, and looked like he hadn't had a decent shower in months. I felt terrible because I had left my purse back at the reception.

Michael took out his wallet and handed the guy a twenty. Geez, not bad to give the guy who interruped our first real kisses.

After the man walked off I smiled at my new boyfriend. "That was awfully kind of you," I said before I kissed him more deeply than before.

As we pulled apart, "Geez, maybe I should have given him my cuff links, what would I get for that?" he teased.

I smiled. "Well you didn't so we'll never know."

He just kissed me again. I could get used to this.

But we pulled apart again and he whispered, "We should get back to the wedding."

I nodded, but didn't move, I noticed he hadn't moved either. I laughed, "But then we'd have to see people," I whined.

"I know, including your best friend who happens to be my sister and who just so happened to have married my best friend. Lord only knows when you'll get to talk to her again so you should savor it." He said all this as he played with my locket. I think he knew where I got it, but didn't say anything.

I pouted, and kissed him softly, making him drop the locket.

He pulled back and put his jacket on me. "I can assure you that we will be alone for a very great deal of time...very soon," he said mysteriously. What had he planned for us?

We slowly made our way back to the hotel where the wedding was taking place. We kept sneaking glances at one another, both wondering how we could be so lucky as to find that one person (or in my case the second person) that we could spend a lifetime loving.

When we got back to the reception my friends gave me big smiles. "Where were you two making out this time?" Tina asked.

I only offered a small smile.

I danced with my friends when we got back. I mean, sure I wanted to with Michael, but what kind of fun is it to only dance with one person when there are fast songs? He was with us too anyways so what difference did it make?

Apparently, a big one.

MICHAEL:

We were all dancing to some really fast songs and goofing around. Every once and a while I would spin Mia around, but I made sure to do the same to everyone else. Didn't want anyone to feel left out.

But when a particularly suggestive song came on one of Lilly's college friends, Kelly pulled me aside. What the hell was this song being played for anyways? Tony and Lilly do NOT like hip hop.

Mia looked at me and smiled. She trusted me now. Thank God.

"So, Michael," Kelly started, with her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her. "Stop looking over at your little babysitter won't you?"

I gave her a weird look. I had met this girl on several occassions and found her to be quite annoying. Lilly had tried to set us up before but I couldn't stand being in the same room as her. In fact, without my realizing it, I went on a date with her,a double date with Lilly and Tony. I though we were just seeing a movie but she thought of it as more. "She is kind of my girlfriend, actually there is no kind of about it. She is my girlfriend, " I replied, deepening the space between us.

She rolled her eyes, "Oh come on Michael, stop living in a dream world won't you? I mean, if she really cared why would she let you dance with me?"

"Because she trusts me. Look Kelly, I'm gonna get back to her and my other friends now. See ya around."

Mia seemed a little relieved when I came up behind her and kissed her softly on her neck. "Hey there," I whispered.

She smiled, "And the man returns. May I have this dance?"

A slow song came on so I got to hold her closely to me. We danced with our foreheads touching so we could look into one another's eyes. Damn, I am becoming such a softie now.

Near the end of the evening (after the four unmarried band members sang a new song for the happy couple...a song that Tony actually wrote for Lilly, and yes it felt weird singing to my little sister), I held Mia close to me (again). "Did you want to stay with me tonight?" I asked.

She played with my shirt buttons. "I think that could be arranged."

"Good, I already had your stuff moved into my room," I said twirling her hair around.

"Hey, we are having an after party in our room now," Nolan said coming up and patting me on the back. He was jumping up and down, his crazy curly hair flying all over the place. He was definately a five year old stuck in a twenty five year olds body.

I looked at Mia who had scrunched up her face. "No man...I uh, think we have alternate plans."

He looked at how my and Mia's hands were placed on one another's bodies. "Oh, right. Of course. I'll see you two tomorrow."

We said good bye to my little sister and her new husband, who were going to Australia for their honeymoon. Have a nice LOOOONG flight huh?

Mia and I walked alone to our hotel which was fairly nearby. As we crossed Boylston Street she jumped onto my back and didn't get off even when we got strange stares from the other guests in the lobby of our hotel.

We quietly took the elevator to my floor and walked over to my room. We started kissing before I could unlock it, but I pulled back after about ten minutes of very public displays of affection. I had something in the room for her. Something that would be making her very happy.

She kind of pouted as we entered the room. I had called ahead and had them put some wine and strawberries in the room. She smiled when she saw the preparations I had made.

"How did you know I'd want this?" she asked, wrapping her arms around me.

"Because you are Mia Thermopolis. Addicted to romantic gestures," I replied, kissing her forehead.

She giggled and pulled back. She caught a look at the pillow (she always looked there because she liked the chocolate mints they left there for the guests). "M-Michael, what is this?"

Author's Note: Hehe, aren't I mean? What do you think it is? Only I know fo' sure. This is the last part with them in Boston...where are the crazy kids off to next? Hmmm, that's something to think about...but not for long. I'll be updating like crazy because there are a bunch of stories I have to post here. Including one where Michael is bad for a while. don't you love those? Okay, now I am just rambling so I won't have to go clean my room. Or maybe I'll make 'Handsoff;s' frankenstein boyfriend in photoshop...okay, I'm done. You know what to do now.