((A/N: Thanks for the wonderful reviews! I think I updated rather quick this time. I amaze my self. Anyway, another short chapter. Sorry, but this is how I write. Get used to it. In this chapter we learn why Zelos doesn't smoke in the actual game! Enjoy!

I do not own ToS. This is a no duh. I am not making any money off of this. This is a bigger no duh.))

Baby?

"And when that guy got pushed off the table by the drunk maid!" Sheena broke into a fit of giggles. It was just past three am and the two of them where walking down the street, hand in hand. Both feeling buzzed from the dancing or, in Sheena's case, the free champagne that was past out around two.

Zelos snorted, "Man! That was the best! Even better than you slapping that DJ."

"He tried to grab my ass!" Sheena said in defense, stopping to try and cross her arms but finding one in Zelos' possession.

The red head nodded, glancing behind her, "Can you really blame him?"

"You're a jerk!" She said, jokingly punching him in the arm.

Winching slightly he laughed, "Ouch! No fair!" He grabbed her and twirled her around, so he could hold her from the back and rest his head on her shoulder (a.k.a. the classic Zelos hug) "So are you glad I saved you from you're horribly boring place to come dancing with me?"

She raised a finger to her chin, mocking deep concentration, "I guess so. It could have been worse."

Zelos gave her ear a quick puppy lick, causing her to shiver, "You guess so?"

"Fine," she rolled her eyes, trying not to fall apart, for now the redhead was nibbling on her ear, "It was great. Will you stop that?"

"Why?" He took another playful lick as she turned her head to look back at him, "Scared you like it?"

"Jerk."

"You already said that hunny."

"So what now?" The ninja asked, folding her arms across her chest.

"Now?" The redhead untangled himself from her, standing beside her.

The started walking down the street, "Yes, now that it's three in the morning and we're buzzed and walking down an empty street?"

Reaching for his smokes in his pockets he shrugged, "Well, I can think of many things we could do. Here, in a hotel, at my house. But I believe you'd slap me if I suggested them." He put a stick in his mouth and fumbled around for his lighter. He found it at last, holding it up with a triumphant "Ta-Da!"

Sheena reached over and stole the smoke out of his mouth, "Don't." She said, waving her finger at him.

"And why not?" He asked with a frown, flopping his head to one side and giving her puppy eyes.

"I don't want to taste this crap when you kiss me goodnight." She said blushing, thankful of the dark street.

That, apparently, was the last thing he hand imagined her saying, "So you're saying, if I quit, you'll kiss me?" His mouth broke into a grin.

She shook her head, "No. If you quit I might consider kissing you."

"Close enough." Zelos slid his lighter back into his pocket and pulled out his whole pack, "Anything for you doll."

"Don't call me doll!" Sheena replied, giving him a death glare.

Zelos tossed his smokes into a nearby trash can, "Happy?"

Sheena grabbed his hand and they started walking back into the middle class part of town where she was staying, "Very."

They reached her house and walked up the front steps.

Sheena looked down at her shoes, "Well, this is my house."

"I better hope so. Standing on some strangers steps this early in the morning isn't very polite."

Sheena looked up to call him a jerk for the third time that evening, but instead grabbed his shoulders and placed her lips on his.

The kiss took him by surprise, but he moved his hands to rest on her back, pulling her closer. The kiss was innocent, sweet with no tongue. Just their lips together, soft and light. He pulled back from the kiss, his cheek against hers, his lips moving close to her ear.

"Are you sure you're not going to slap me?" He whispered.

Sheena licked his ear, whispering back, "Can't make any promises."

Zelos kissed her again, running his tongue against her lips, urging her to open up and let him in. She opened her mouth a fraction, moaning at the feel of him in her mouth. She moved her hands into his hair, tangling them and bringing his head closer, deepening the kiss even more.

The stood there, entangled, exploring each other's kisses, until they had to break for air.

Sheena smiled nervously, looking once again at her shoes, breathing quickly, "So…"

Zelos grinned, out of breath himself, "I get to second date with you?"

She kissed him again, "Yes." With much protest from her body and Zelos, she pulled away and opened her door.

Zelos smiled at her, his hands in his pockets and his head tilted to one side, "Next week? Tuesday at seven?"

She nodded, peaking him on the lips before fleeing inside her house, "See you there. Or here as you'll be picking me up." She blushed again and he smiled at her.

"Oh course my lady," He said, bowing slightly and turning to skip down the steps and off into the night.

She waited till he was out of her sight them closed the door, leaning against it and sighing.

She'd done what she said she couldn't. She was falling for Zelos.

((I'm not good with kissing scenes, because 1. I've never been kissed myself. I am such a loser… And I don't claim to be a Pro writer yet, so sorry for the real lack of character development and stuff. They danced, had champagne, and have slightly different mindsets because of it. Anyway, thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed.

Please review and such, or Sheena will start feeling uncontrollable lust for Dirk. Think of the Sheena peoples!))