Luna climbed on to the motorcycle behind Criss, and put on the cherry red helmet he handed her. He turned to face her to offer some last minute encouragement.

"If you need me to stop or slow down just tell me, okay?" Criss asked. Luna nodded, and wrapped her arms around Criss's waist. He pulled out on to the road, and they began to accelerate. Luna's embrace tightened by the moment to the point where Criss could barely breathe, but he wanted her to feel safe, so he didn't say anything. Luna's eyes darted around at the lights as they flew by. She took deep breaths, and noticed that it became easier as they kept going. Her grip loosened a little, and she actually began to enjoy herself. A sense of accomplishment and pride surged through her body and she loved this new found feeling.

"How are you doing so far?" Criss asked while they were stopped at a light.

"I'm great! Thank you so much for convincing me to do this Criss! I'm actually having fun!" She replied bearing her radiant smile to him.

"I didn't convince you Luna, you convinced yourself," he replied smiling back. Luna nodded acknowledging this. The light changed colors and they started to accelerate once again, only this time Luna wasn't clinging on as if her life depended on it. The wind was chilly against her cheeks, so she lay her head against Criss's back. She could smell his shampoo on his hair that was being whipped backwards in the wind. He turned in to a hotel parking lot, which she'd passed several times before. It was a giant black pyramid, which reflected the brilliant lights from the city. Criss pulled right up to the front of the hotel, and as they got off, he handed the keys to one of the men outside.

"See what I mean by perks?" He asked with a playful smile. Luna laughed, her long hair shining in the moonlight. Criss stared at her for a moment, which made her feel warm and nervous, so she decided to move things along.

"So, why are we at the Luxor?" She asked walking towards the revolving door.

"Well, I thought we could get a drink or something and hang out for a bit. Or at least until your friend's "company" has left," he responded. Luna loved the way he looked when he smiled or laughed. He seemed as joyful as a child, but his overall mysterious look reminded her that he's not a child at all. Criss led her over to a bar with the signs displaying "Aurora" all over the place.

"I'll have a beer," he said to the lanky blond guy behind the counter. "Can I order for you? Or will you run away again if I figure it out?" He jested turning to Luna. Luna laughed, slightly embarrassed.

"Go ahead. But I bet you can't figure it out," Luna said, secretly knowing she was putting the man in a trap, since she actually didn't care to drink alcohol at all. Criss stared at her for a brief moment and then turned to the bartender. "She'll just have a sprite," he said while trying to conceal his cocky smile that he wore so often. Luna just smiled and him and shook her head. They took the drinks, and headed over to sit on the big black couches in the lounge. Luna found it awkward when sitting, wondering where a "friend" should sit, but she finally just decided to stop thinking for a moment little while.

"So, I want to hear some of your writing," Criss said pulling her from her thoughts. Luna became hesitant, worrying that they hadn't known each other long enough for her to reveal a part of her she was so close to. Besides, she didn't really share her work much these days anyways.

"Eh, I'm tired Criss, let's just talk," she pleaded, but Criss was determined, and after a fairly long staring match Luna gave in. "Okay, before I recite this, you need to promise me a few things"

"Name them," Criss replied eager to listen.

"First, you may not laugh, and if you do I can walk out of here, and you won't follow me," She said sternly.

"Reasonable. Go on"

"Also, if you have a question about it that I don't want to answer, I don't have to," She said in a voice a mother uses on a two year old.

"Yes ma'am!" Criss replied in a little boy's voice. Luna took a deep breath, and pushed her hair behind her ears. Then she began to speak.

"He doesn't scream or shout or beat,
But his silence is deafening
He never misses a single beat
But he feigns his mind is in a sling.
I question his motives day by day,
But no matter what i try
There's nothing i can do or say that will provoke even the slightest reply.
Through all the strain of unspoken hates,
His nails covertly scrape off layers of paint.
Beneath all of these actions i thought were traits,
His mind was practicing self restraint.
I only hope it isn't too late.
To change his fate. to change his fate." [A/N Please don't steal the poem, it took me a while to write

Her voice grew softer towards the end, and created a melancholy feeling around the two. Criss sat in thought for a moment in thought, trying to contemplate the meaning of Luna's piece. After a little while, he seemed to be content with whatever he had thought of, but still he asked Luna what the poem meant.

"Well, that's really for you to decide isn't it?" She smiled coyly. "I guess, if you look at it on a large scale, it's a sonnet about the silent desperation of mankind. Although I had a much smaller version of the topic in mind while writing it." She answered. Criss waited for her to elaborate on this, but she didn't.

"So, what did you have in mind when you wrote it?" He asked.

"And this is where rule number two comes in to play," Luna said a little bit coldly. Criss sighed, defeated, and took a large sip of his beer. Luna felt uncomfortable all of the sudden, and began searching for an excuse. She pulled her phone out of her bag and began obviously taking note of the time.

"I should probably be going Criss. I'm sure my friend will be wondering where I am," she said while standing to leave. "It was nice to meet you and I hope I'll see you again some time," she said as she started walking towards the exit. Criss got up and followed her to the door. Once they were outside, he spoke.

"I don't want to just hope to see you again Luna. Can I have your number? I want to be sure to see you again," he replied, his deep cryptic eyes looking longingly in to hers.

"Uh..Sure, yeah," Luna said uneasily as she scribbled her number on a gum wrapper and handed it to Criss. "Well, bye!" she said walking away. But as she started moving, she felt a hand wrap around her wrist and keep her from going further. She spun around to find Criss's face within two inches of hers. He brushed a strand of hair off her face leaving a tingling sensation in her cheek. His eyes closed, and for a brief moment, their lips collided. Luna's heart pounded a million miles per minute, and she hastily pulled back. She seemed unsure of what she was feeling and what she was doing.

"Criss, you said you wouldn't make a move," she whispered softly.

"I told you I wouldn't do anything you didn't want me to," he responded and leaned back in once more. This time Luna kissed him back. And he was right. She did want it.

So I know, super cheesy, and makes you want to gag, but what can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic. Reviews please!