This was posted on Tumblr quite a while ago, but I'm only getting around to posting it here now.

First

The first time Hilary kissed Tyson, she left him wrecked in the middle of the park. Max, the only member of the team to witness the moment - he'd been sitting with Tyson when Hilary had grabbed Tyson mid fight - covered his smile as a dumbfounded Tyson staggered to the table, fingers brushing his lips.

For a long moment, they sat in silence as the sun swept down behind the trees, casting thickening shadows along the ground and lights began to glow around the grassy verge.

Tyson blinked back into focus and looked at Max; his mouth opened but no words escaped.

Max snorted into his drink and tried to adopt a serious expression but it was just too damn funny. Tyson was lost for words. His loud mouthed friend was literally kissed speechless.

"You alright, Tyson?"

Grabbing for a can with trembling fingers - he was quite literally shaking - Tyson gulped down his water and stared at the table for a long moment, composing his thoughts. "Did -" He coughed and tried again. "Did she… I mean…"

He reached over and grabbed Max's wrist, brown eyes narrow and serious. "That happened right? Hilary just…?"

Max grinned until his cheeks hurt."Kissed you mid fight? Yes."

"Okay," he breathed. "Okay. Right." His head bobbed.

Max couldn't wait to tell the other boys. It was just too funny. He really wished he'd taken a photo. They'd never believe him unless they saw Tyson's stunned expression for themselves.

Oh, of course.

He pulled out his phone and while Tyson was lost in his thoughts, he whipped it up, allowed the camera to focus and snapped the picture.

"Max!"

"For posterity," Max told him diplomatically, as he attached the picture to an email and quickly sent it to his teammates.

Tyson puffed out his cheeks and blew out a breath. "She did kiss me."

"She did."

"I can still taste her lip balm. I think it's apricot."

"TMI Tyson, my friend, TMI."

Tyson frowned and sipped his drink. "She'll probably pretend it didn't happen tomorrow."

"It's a possibility." Hilary was a girl and girls were hard to understand. "She probably will."

Inhaling deeply, Tyson set down his can as he stood, expression determined, the look he wore when facing a tough opponent. Max looked on, wondering what Tyson was planning in that brain of his.

Then, with a almost giddy smirk, Tyson rubbed his upper lip with his thumb. "Heh, maybe I should criticise some other films she likes!"

Oh dear. This was not going to end well. "Uh, Tyson maybe you shouldn't do this to-"

"Later Maxy, gotta go find Hilary!"

Max watched his friend scurry off and shook his head. Well, tomorrow would be interesting.

A.N. So yeah, I was messing about on Tumblr when I realised I hadn't posted this here and hey, I'm in the mood to update things, first Saving, now this and I'm working slowly on getting SLTS up to scratch. It will always take longer. It's in the final stages and has more characters that have their own loose ends to tie off.