DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters of "That 70's show". They're not my property.

When she opened her eyes, the first things Donna saw were the scattered pieces of papers filled with her own handwriting. "Uh..." she huffed and slowly lifted her head with a stubborn page still stuck on her right cheek. She looked around and sighed. It had been a long night but what exactly she had done appeared vague to her. Her neck moved until a few cracks were heard, making her wince. She should have slept on the bed but the writing she did throughout the night tired her too much. Writing... She piled away the annoying paper and looked at it. It was filled with sentences from the top to the bottom but with words which made no sense.

She sighed annoyingly and scrunched the paper before throwing it in the small trash bin. "Fuck you, Hyde," she cursed tiredly to herself and got up to reach the bathroom.

Eric waited patiently at the water tower; a place of familiarity and storage of a thousand and more fond and not so fond memories of the past. He sighed and nodded slowly, knowing this was something that had to be done before it turned into something more unpleasant. He didn't wait long when the girl appeared with that tame smile on her face.

She kissed him. "Hey."

"Hey. Headache gone?"

She nodded.

"Good... that's good." He sighed.

The backward movement of his shoulders took her attention away from the light tone. "Something up?"

"Yeah." There was a longer pause. "Have you felt how things changed between us... lately especially?" They knew each other too much to start beating around the bush.

"Not just lately... longer."

"Yeah. It's actually getting to be weird now. Not bad weird but just... weird."

"I know what you mean. I...uh..." She scratched her ear. "I'm getting the roommate vibe now, I don't know why. Or maybe I do, but... with you... we are talking about us, right?"

"Yes, we are."

"Ok."

"What do you think it means?"

"I think we both know," she said and looked at him, a weak smile twinkling.

"Yeah. I thought this was going to be harder, with all that you and I've been through."

"Me too. One of us starting to cry... like you for example!" she said and chuckled.

"Ok, for the zillionth time, I wasn't the woman in the relationship."

"I never said you were."

"You sure treated me like that sometimes," he joked.

"Sorry. You're just so easy to tease. I think if I had a brother I would've liked him to be like you so I could tease him to death!"

"You know, I really have no doubts about that."

The silence on wind closed their lips for the new situation to sink into them from the words previously spoken. "It has been so long."

"Very long."

"We grew up, I guess."

"We did, didn't we. And from each other?"

"Mm. But not as friends."

"I hope not."

"So," he spoke it so easy that it even surprised and scared him. He swallowed. "Are you with me on this?"

It took her a moment, but she wasn't going to lie. "Yeah. I'm with you on that, Eric."

He smiled. "It doesn't hurt much."

"No, it doesn't. Should be strange."

"As anything else, yeah."

"They're right though. First loves can never let you forget them."

"I'm glad it's that way. It was nice being with you," she told him. "It still is... just in a different way."

Eric's smile was a softer one as he draped his arm around her. "It was awesome being with you, Donna," he said and kissed her cheek.

Donna watched him. Her stomach didn't spin, her heart didn't beat loudly or break; in fact it breathed a sigh of relief. "We had some pretty damn good times together, didn't we."

"The best."

Donna smiled and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, Eric," she said and squeezed his hand. She then stared at it numbly before looking up at him. "There's….something I have to tell you," there was a grain of nervousness.

"What?"

"You probably noticed that tension between Hyde and me."

"Yes."

"There's…was…uh, is a good reason for it."

"What is it?" he could sense something unpleasant.

"Last year, down at the lake….he kissed me."

Eric blinked. "What?"

"He kissed me, and I kissed him back this time. I don't know why I did it, I –"

"I do."

She stared at him with uncertainty. Donna was aware of the bad timing of this confession.

"You wanted to." He left her speechless. "Our relationship was slowly moving downhill then, but…" he shook his head. "Why didn't you tell me?" There wasn't any strong anger in it, but Donna managed to detect a tiny hint of hurt that slowly dissolved.

She bit her lip.

"Actually, why am I asking? You didn't the first time he kissed you."

"No, Eric, that was different back then."

"Because you didn't kiss him back?"

She swallowed a rough lump in her throat.

"Is there more going on here, Donna?"

Donna shook her head. "No, we didn't really talk afterwards until I came back," she shrugged. "I know this won't mean anything, but I'm sorry for not telling you." She sighed and then told him about the other incident at the lake. They had just ended their relationship but Donna hadn't rid herself of the guilt.

After he heard everything, Eric was silenced for a while. He looked down and took a few steps away from her. Donna remained where she was, watching and waiting for a response. Their first parting went so well….why did she have to throw this spiked steel ball in now?

"You know… I often asked myself, when we were together, why you picked me. You were always a great girl, or woman now. I thought that if our relationship did end for real, it would be a nasty break up, but not something…I don't know….mutual like this." He looked back at her. "If what you told me had happened a few years earlier, I probably would've gone postal." He smirked. "Now…I just wish you had told me earlier."

"I'm sorry…." She didn't know what else to say.

"Did anything else happen beside that kiss?"

"No."

His silence was short. "I believe you." He then began to walk away.

"Eric?" Donna ran up to him. "Hey…are…are we ok?" she asked, wishing desperately her bad timing would not completely ruin everything.

He took the longer silence this time, wanting to innocently torture her with waiting. "Yeah, we are. Besides, I brought up the need for separation first." He shrugged.

She should've smiled, but just looked aside instead. Her hand soon felt his. It was probably his way of assuring her…probably. "And I probably won't invite Hyde to my next engagement party." He joked and walked away.