Here's the final part of this twoshot, so I hope you guys like it!

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Sharkboy tapped his foot impatiently against the metal floor of his rocket's control room. He glared daggers at the red launch button in front of him as it glowed a bright red, urging him to push it and leave planet Earth and all of it's emotions behind. The only thing keeping him from actually leaving was the fact that Lavagirl was still with Max. He glanced up at the seat across from his, taking in the pink designs etched into the red cushioned seat, courtesy of Max, and felt heat spread across his face.

He got Lavagirl flowers… and it was completely and utterly humiliating.

Not like him at all, he thought. Uncool. He felt like going into a shark frenzy. And it was all because he couldn't stop thinking about what she thought.

"Damn," he whispered, gritting his pointed teeth together. How the heck was he supposed to face her now?

And that's when he heard it. The sizzling of grass as boots sprinted across their surface. His sharp hearing could pick up her unique footsteps anywhere. And he panicked, in his head at least, but tried to keep a calm expression upon his face. Sharkboy heard her boots clunk against the metal landing, her hand quickly hitting the switch to raise it once she was inside, and then her climbing the metal stairs. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, calming his speeding heart. He didn't understand how he could be so nervous over seeing Lavagirl when he's been at her side for years already.

"Sharky?"

He froze as she called his name, then swallowed hard before answering in his coolest voice possible. "Yeah?"

Lavagirl popped her head around the corner, looking timidly at him, but soon holding a small smile. "Um, is everything ready to go?"

"Yeah," he looked back to the launch button. "I got everything ready."

"Good," she whispered to herself, approaching him gingerly with her hands fiddling behind her back. "All I have to do is the fuel checks then."

Sharkboy glanced at the digital clock hanging on the wall of the ship, and asked, "Why aren't you still with Max? It's not that late yet."

"Max has Valentines Day plans with Marissa."

"Oh," that just brought back the reminder that it was indeed Valentines Day on Earth. Somehow, it was more like Embarrass Sharkboy Day to the young predator. At that thought, he couldn't help but glance around her form, noticing something missing. "Where's the flowers?" he blurted out, irritation stinging his tone.

The pink haired girl giggled. "Max's mom put them in a vase with some water. She's keeping them for me."

"Why?"

Lavagirl slightly flinched at the way the word held a growl. "Well, they wouldn't last very long in a volcano. Or around one for that matter."

"Oh," Sharkboy felt stupid for not realizing the obvious. "Right."

"They're beautiful," she walked closer to him, wishing for him to make eye-contact with her. "I didn't think you'd get me anything for Valentine's day, Sharky. Or even realize that it was today."

"Yeah…" he didn't know how else to respond.

"I'd like to give you an, um, present, too."

He looked up at her, violent blue orbs meeting calm brown. "What… kind of present?" he couldn't help but ask, curious.

"Close your eyes."

He raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Just close them." she said, biting at her bottom lip.

"Why?" he repeated.

"Please, Sharky?"

He sighed before mumbling "Fine." and shutting his eyes. A few moments of silence followed, his ears only picking up the sounds of her faint breathing and… her thumping heart? He wasn't sure. He was about to question her pause when he felt her hands caress his cheeks, emitting a flow of warmth, but not torrid enough to harm him. His breath hitched in his throat, a butterfly feeling swirling around his stomach… and then he felt tepid lips press against his.

She held her lips on his, a quick inhale of breath engulfing her lungs at how perfect his felt meshed against hers. Soft and ample; Not at all what she expected from someone so vicious. Her heart was beating furiously in her chest, wanting to burst out of it's confinement. It made her on edge, making the blood in her veins flow faster and faster.

Sharkboy felt a sizzle against his lips before Lavagirl pulled away slowly. He opened his eyes and looked into hers. Her hands still held his face carefully as a moment of silence passed between them. It was when Lavagirl glanced back down at his lips that it was broken. "Oh!" she exclaimed. "I'm sorry!"

It took a minute for Sharkboy to realize she even spoke, his eyes glazed over in a daze. "… huh?"

"Your lips!" she ran a finger carefully over them, concern filling her face.

"Lips…"

"Yes, I slightly burned them," she said, snapping him out of his daze. He bought his fingers up to graze the delicate skin, and felt a small scab forming. She gave him a shy smile. "I got excited and heated up."

"Oh," Sharkboy felt his face start to heat up and pulled away from her hold. "It's fine," he ran a hand through his hair before continuing. "We… we better get going."

"Right!" Lavagirl said, forgetting their destination for a minute. She went into co-pilot mode immediately. "I'll get the check started."

With that, Lavagirl ran over to her seat, buckled herself in, and checked off the fuel levels of the rocket. Sharkboy kept his gaze on the blinking red button, his mind shutting out her mumbling of 'checks', and keeping his fingers placed over his bottom lip.

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The two walked silently side by side down the beach, heading toward their homes. Each was filled with numerous thoughts about the other, not making the walk awkward in any way for them. It wasn't until Lavagirl spoke that Sharkboy realized they arrived at the break off; Volcano on one side, and a dock leading to the ocean on the other. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"What?"

"We still have our 'superhero' duties," she chuckled a bit at the word 'superhero', but still being completely loyal to her duties as the Light of planet Drool. "And I'm sure your royal subjects miss you by now," she joked, poking him in the chest. "King Sharkboy."

He couldn't help but chuckle at her. "Of course they do," he struck a pose, showing off his muscles through his thin uniform. "I am King of the ocean after all."

Lavagirl giggled, playfully hitting his arm. They exchanged delightful smiles, staring into each others' eyes. She took his clawed hands in hers and gave them a slight squeeze, smiling, before turning and walking off with a wave. Sharkboy watched her sprint up the charred pathway, pink hair flowing behind her in perfect waves. She halted suddenly and turned back around to look at him.

"Happy Valentines Day, Sharky!" she yelled, before shining another brilliant smile and sprinting off again.

Once she was out of sight, Sharkboy turned toward the dock and began walking toward the calling of his kingdom. He stopped at the edge of the wooden platform, and brought his fingers back up to touch his lips, flinching at the stinging sensation running through them, but finding himself actually enjoying it at the same time. Their Valentines exchange wasn't passionate, lovey-dovey, or any of the other things people would expect to have with their significant other, and it may not have been a long day of activities either, but Sharkboy felt like it was an accomplishment.

"Happy Valentines Day, LG." he whispered, a small smile forming on his features, before diving into the tempting waves below him.

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Was it good? Please let me know!

I plan to do another oneshot for Sharkboy and Lavagirl, and it will have more kissing and heat, so look for it in the future. ;) I'm going to work on it a lot to make it good for the readers, and it'll most likely be under 'T' for teen.

Thanks guys!