Chapter 2.

AN: At the insistent nagging of my friend Erin, (who you should thank in your reviews) I am turning this into a story. I don't own Artemis Fowl or this would be a published book. Not fan fiction.

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When Artemis returned to the party, on the account his little excitement had taken care of itself, he was attacked by his frantic looking mother.

"Arty dear are you ok? Storm here said you got sick. My poor baby what was it?" she said.

"Sick? Yeah, lovesick," Storm muttered. Butler and Artemis heard her, the latter blushing and Butler raising an eyebrow and flicking his eyes between them.

"What's that Storm dear?" Angeline Fowl said, barely paying attention. Storm shrugged and melted away in the crowd.

"I'm fine Mother! All I did was eat a bad spinach ball. I am ok. There is no need for panic," Artemis said, already looking for Storm in the crowd. He found her behind a tapestry, muttering to herself.

"Can't believe I did that. Why did I do that? Why didn't it completely repulse me?" she muttered, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Did what repulse you? Kissing me back?" Artemis said. "I don't know why I even kissed you in the first place. I do know that even though we hated each other, I did like it."

Artemis started moving closer to Storm, who had an impish look in her eyes. "Since you liked it so much, why don't you try it again to be sure…?"

Artemis did just that.

This kiss was better than the first, because instead of hating each other, they actually liked each other even though neither one of them would admit it.

Artemis, who had once read one of his mother's romance novels, started to heat up this kiss by tracing Storm's lips with his tongue. Storm opened her mouth a little wider and Artemis slipped his tongue in, both of them exploring each other's mouths.

"Exactly what are you two doing?" a voice said, breaking the couple apart. Further inspection saw it was Butler, looking at him with eyebrows raised. Artemis blushed. Storm hid.

"Explain why you two were playing, what is it, tonsil hockey? Or why I'm seeing things," he said, sounding as if he was trying not to laugh.

"We were…um…it was…damn!" he said, using his father's favorite cuss word. Storm blushed as red as Artemis.

"We kind of, um, like each other." Storm said in a small voice. Butler raised an eyebrow.

"It look more then kind of from where I'm standing," he said. Artemis blushed a fierce scarlet.

"Explain. Before I go mad," he said. Artemis took a deep breath and ran his hand through his hair.

"Storm and I recently realized, very recently, that we don't hate each other as we thought. We actually seem to like each other. We were, um, kissing when you saw us. I guess you could say we are dating, courting, boyfriend and girlfriend…" he said, trailing off.

"So, let me get this straight. You two thought you hated each other, until something happened, and now you like each other?"

"Yeah…Pretty much," Storm muttered from behind Artemis.

"I'd love to stay here and talk about this but surely someone will notice that you two are missing. I'd hate to experience Mrs. Fowl's worrying. Come on you two," he said, walking out of the passageway into the party.

"Arty dear, there you are. I was going to introduce you to a friend of mine's daughter, her name is Katrina. She seems like a very nice girl…." Angeline Fowl babbled on while Artemis ignored her and looked at Storm.

He already had his girl.