Royal Pains

Disclaimer: I do not own Ben 10 characters but I do, however, use them because I can.

"Gwen, it's hot" Ben whined, his head rested against Gwen's lap as the two lazily looked at the small T.V screen. The two tried their best to ignore the heat but Ben was the first to crack.

"Deal with it," Gwen replied barely putting any energy into her responses. The heat alone was unbearable; she didn't need Ben's nagging as well.

"Gwen, I'm bored."

"Deal with it."

"Gwen, I'm hungry."

"Deal with it."

"Gwen can I kiss you?"

"Deal with- What?" Gwen blushed a deep red as she looked into Ben's face which remained unchanged. He looked up to her with the same bored expression he had "What are you up to?"

"What? I'm bored and there is nothing else to do so…" He trailed up looking into Gwen's face a grin appearing on his face; Gwen glared at him for a split second and pushed him off.

"Ben I've already told you, you can't ask for a kiss like that, you have to set the mood for it!" Gwen grimaced; Ben had become increasing smug over the last few days. Ben rubbed his head and sat next to Gwen, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her closer to him. Gwen turned her head away, not really resisting his advance she just wanted to play hard to get. Just because he was getting cocky didn't mean that she didn't like it.

Ben turned her head slowly, smiling as he had the green light. Gwen was blushing and trying to avoid his gaze. Ben took the initiative and brought his face closer to hers; Gwen closed her and waited for his lips to touch hers. But they would never come for Max roughly opened the bathroom door after finishing his bath. Gwen instinctively pushed Ben to the Rust bucket carpet.

"Ow! Gwen! What was that for?" Ben glared. He understood that Grandpa Max couldn't know about the two of them but she didn't have to push him! He was so close to kissing her too!

"I felt like it, got a problem Dweeb?" Gwen glared at him.

"Be nice Gwen," Max reproved her.

"Yeah be nice Gwen," Ben smirked and Gwen glared. When Max returned to his room, the two relaxed and Gwen pulled Ben back onto the seat.

"Sorry about that Ben, we can't let grandpa know and I did it without thinking," Gwen apologized dusting off Ben's shirt.

"I know, I know," Ben rubbed his back, he was going to feel that in the morning "But I really think letting him know would be much easier than this."

"Ben…we talked about this, we can't be together since we're related, and"Gwen sighed, this was the fourth time she had to tell Ben this"We're breaking enough rules as it is."

"Alright, alright you don't have to go into that speech again" suddenly Ben grinned as he turned to face her "You know we didn't finish that kiss from before…" Gwen blushed as Ben inched closer and closer until Grandpa Max opened the door to his room and like before Ben found himself on the ground.

Later during the day, the two cousins we're out in the hot sun looking for the list of groceries Grandpa Max had given them. Some of them we're almost impossible to find, some of them weren't even worth looking for.

"Why are we out in the sun again?" Ben groaned, the sun was blazing today why was today of all days to go shopping?

"Because it was either this or listen to Grandpa's tales of his old plumber days while he sun bathed" Gwen wiped the sweat off her face, she would so need a bath after this.

"Oh yeah," Ben sighed his grandpa had a tendency to get sidetracked easily and he would somehow go off to talk about his food which how he mentioned them needing groceries "So what junk do we have to buy?"

"You don't want to know" Gwen grimly said as she had handed Ben the list. He took one look at it and covered his mouth looking like he was going to barf.

"I mean really Dung beetles in a stew?" Gwen retorted looking at the list once more. Ben and Gwen went to the store and bought normal food stuffs like chicken, beef and vegetables (which Ben refused to eat). On their way back, Ben felt like the heat was getting to him he was sweating profusely. If he walked back to the Rust bucket he wouldn't make it alive.

"Come on Gwen," Ben nudged her "I'll race you back to the rust bucket!" Running would be tiring but at least they would be out of this heat.

"Last one there has to eat whatever Grandpa makes with the sheep stomach!" Gwen felt disgusted just speaking about it. She ignored the feeling in her stomach and ran as fast as she could with the bags in hand. Eventually the two came to the Rust bucket off the edge of town with Grandpa Max outside sunbathing.

Ben and Gwen both flung the groceries on their grandfather and flew through the door. Gwen collapsed against the floor, panting and breathing heavily with Ben right next to her.

"Yes! I won!" Gwen cheered, she looked over to Ben who groaned thinking of what he would have to eat later on "Don't worry Ben; I heard that the sheep was healthy at least."

"You only won because your legs are longer!" Ben got up his breath still ragged "I call an unfair game!"

"What? Ben, come on stop being a sore loser."

"I am not a sore loser!" Ben furrowed his brow; Gwen always had the advantage during races. She was taller than he was and had the advantage of having longer legs.

"If you weren't you wouldn't be complaining right now Dweeb!" Both Gwen and Ben were practically at each other's throats. Ben made the first move by pouncing on Gwen, rolling back and forth on the ground as they wrestled. Ben finally pinned Gwen after getting her knee out of his stomach and her hand out of his face, just then a sense of Déjà vu came over him. He shrugged the feeling and focused on Gwen.

The couple stared angrily at each other both refusing to yield. Just then Gwen's face relaxed as her gazed softened; Ben raised an eyebrow at her sudden change. Gwen slowly raised her hand to gently wipe the sweat off his face. Ben surprised at her action, lost all sense of anger and just continued to look at her.

She didn't want to fight Ben, at least not over something this stupid. So she had to be the mature one and end it. Ben didn't know why but there was something about Gwen at that very moment that made her…lovely. Ben sighed deeply "Sorry," he removed the junk and dust from her hair, fixed her shirt and wiped the dust of her clothes.

"Good boy," Gwen smiled, she raised her body and lightly kissed him on the cheek. That was the final straw for Ben. He couldn't take it anymore he had to do it.

"Gwen…" Ben said almost in a whisper as he inched towards her Gwen slowly closed her eyes. Before their lips could come into contact Max barged through the door and once again Ben found himself on the floor.

Ben was starting to get frustrated, he wanted to kiss Gwen and every chance he had his Grandpa would mess it up for him. What if he could never kiss her again because Grandpa was around? Ben didn't want to think about it, he could only think about how to slip one in before Max could notice. All he could do for now was shoot daggers at his grandfather.

"Hm?" Max furrowed his brow looking around, he felt a sudden killing intent coming from behind him it wasn't much but he felt it. Ben looked away sweating bullets when his grandpa turned. Can he read my mind or something?

By now it was already night time and Grandpa Max went out into the small forest a mile away from the Rust bucket for some firewood. So that left the two alone and they could finally enjoy each other's company for once. The two were on Gwen's bed just innocently playing and talking to each other.

"Ben…" Gwen giggled "Stop it, it tickles."

"What if I don't want to?" Ben smiled "Besides you look like your enjoying it."

"Oh I don't know," Gwen grinned "What if I am? What are you gonna do about it?"

"Well then," Ben continued roughly brush her hair messing it up "How about that?"

"Hey, you have any idea of what I have to do to get it like usual?"

"Not really no," Ben answered flatly, he wasn't really that big a fan of hair "Hey…I wonder what you would look like with long hair, it would look really nice."

"You want me to grow out my hair?" Gwen asked raising an eyebrow.

"It couldn't hurt right?"

"I'll…think about it ok?" Ben lit up he couldn't wait to see what she would look like. Maybe she would look better than she already did. She was already beautiful as it was. While Ben was busy imagining the future Gwen, the real Gwen had slipped herself into his arms and wrapped them around her.

"Gwen?" Ben woke up from his day dream and noticed that he was suddenly holding Gwen.

"What? Is it so hard to believe I like being held by you?" Gwen tinted red, she really did like his arms around her. He was warm and it made her feel safe and protected.

"Oh," Ben face lighted up, he brought her closer to him and held her tightly. The two just lied there enjoying each other's company. Ben liked kissing but this wasn't so bad either. He rested his head against hers and slowly drifted off into sleep. But before he could, he had the strangest feeling of dread like something bad was going to happen "Oh no…not now!"

"Ben! Gwen! Come on- Ben you ok down there?" Max barged into the room to find Ben holding his stomach on the floor. Ben raised his hand and gave his grandpa a thumbs up being unable to speak at the moment "Well when you kids are ready come on out, I'm making smores." Max closed the door and Gwen practically jumped out of the bed.

"Ben! Are you ok? I elbowed you pretty hard…" Gwen pulled Ben up to the bed, he was still holding his stomach "Oh god, I'm sorry!" Ben raised his hand shakily and frazzled Gwen's hair a bit with a big smile on his face despite the large amount of pain he was in.

Gwen frowned, just what was she doing? All day she had been putting Ben in all this pain just because she didn't want her grandfather knowing? And she was sure Ben was just as frustrated at her because of all the interruptions. That was it. She waited until Ben could stand again and pulled him outside to where Max sat.

"Kids your finally out the smores are coming along perfectly," Max paused looking at Gwen, he stern face told him that something was up "Gwen? What's wro-?" Before Max could finish, the smore in his hand dropped to the ground along with his mouth. Ben stood there stunned; he couldn't believe what Gwen was doing. Gwen was deeply kissing him right in front of Max.

Oh snap. o.o