Chapter 1: The Kiss

It was midnight, and Aelita was lying wide awake in bed. Things where bugging her... School anxieties, what she would have for breakfast tomorrow, XANA's next attack, weather Jeremy would give her his croissants, the fact that XANA had kissed her, and of course there was the mere fact that it was midnight and she was still wide awake.

But mainly, it was the kiss that bugging her. XANA, the evil demonic artificial intelligence bent on evil and chaos, had just open mouthed kissed her. And this was keeping her up, she kept replaying it over and over in her mind, comparing it to the one she had shared with Jeremy. And though it pained her to think it, XANA had beaten Jeremy in terms of kissing. She wasn't sure of the reason why his empty kiss could so defiantly trump Jeremy's kiss, Jer's had meaning behind it after all. It could of been because the kiss with XANA had been her first kiss... Or it could of been the tongue XANA had to quickly wormed down her throat.

Yes it would have to have been the tongue, she figured, That tongue had made the kiss such... and exciting thrill. Jeremy's had been nice, no doubt, but it hadn't as quite turned her on as much as XANA's had.

What was she doing? It was midnight. She had school tomorrow, and here she was comparing the kissing talents of her boyfriend and her sworn enemy. She sighed and rolled over to her side, it didn't matter anyway. XANA was the man she loved and that was that.

"I mean Jeremy!" She whispered aloud. She couldn't believe the sin she had just committed, especially after seeing how much Jeremy had cared earlier in the day when each thought they where cheating. Had she really just said she loved XANA?

"I love Jeremy. I hate XANA. XANA is my sworn enemy. Jeremy is nice to me. He's my friend." She repeated slowly to her self. "XANA is my friend"

...DAMN IT, she had done it again. What was going on? She new where her heart landed on this subject so why was she screwing up their names?

"I'm thinking about this to much" she excused, shrugging off her doubts and resting back down in the bed. "Don't think about the kiss anymore. Never again." She said, surly that would be the end of it.

But of course it would only be the begging.