SPECIAL NOTE - PLEASE READ!

: I was wondering if I should speed the story along. I'm firm not to go above twenty chapters, both because I'm as eager to flush out the lemons as you are and because I'm already ready for another story (possibly ShinjixRei). Anyways, I'm on vacation so if you guys reply back that I should publish more than 1 story per week then I will try my best to do just that.

It's gotta be. . .

It would be nice to say that Renton was learning to ignore the nagging voice inside that told him Eureka was 'way too innocent' to mean or say anything indecent, or so close to his own lust-filled desires. However, this time he was just lucky. In controlling the monstrous voice, growling 'take her', he was also controlling the nagging voice as well.

Now, there was nothing between him and Eureka. Her body was pressed close to him; her hands in his hair and her lips locked. Renton began moving his hands over the back of her dress. He cursed himself for never taking a closer look at that white and blue one-piece she always wore. His hands moved up the middle of her back – eliciting from Eureka a moan between the moments their lips parted and met – and he felt a zipper that led all the way up and down the dress. He remembered–

"Renton. . ." Eureka's tone was pleading. She kissed him more furiously than before, hoping that Renton wasn't losing interest.

'Move your lips– keep moving your lips.' What had he remembered? The dress! The dress was held up by buttoned straps. 'Move your hands– Move your lips– toward the straps– Pull away slowly.'

Renton pulled his lips away, and hid his face to the side as Eureka tried to reconnect. She kissed his cheeks several times, getting closer and closer back to his lips, but Renton evaded her.

Finally, she noticed what Renton was doing. Renton wanted to make sure that he wasn't tricking her– that she knew that he wanted her.

While gentle petting his head, Eureka continued to kiss Renton's cheek as an encouragement for him to go on. She wanted so badly for Renton to feel her hot place. Her mind and body were remembering that hazy ecstasy she experienced in her first waking minutes– how her hand had played with the sensations. Now, she wanted Renton to do the same.

As the first strap unbuttoned, Eureka's body gave a jolt, "ah–"

Renton's hand snapped back, but Eureka grabbed it mid-air, and placed back upon her bare shoulder.

"Mmm." Eureka began kissing his cheek again. Her 'mmm-ed' assent was only half-hearted. She wanted Renton to go one, but she realized that she would soon be half-naked. She pushed her body even closer to Renton's, hoping he wouldn't look too closely. Next time, she would have to remember to lead Renton's hand under her dress, so she wouldn't be so exposed.

"YOU'VE GOT A COSTUMER, RENTON! GET TO WORK." Axel's scream shook the two lovers to their core. After the initial shock, Renton and Eureka had the chance to look at each other.

Renton's hair was now an unmitigated disaster. His clothes hung in odd places, displaced by Eureka's body; and the rush of adrenaline had given his eyes an almost blood-shot look.

Eureka's dress was hanging dangerously from one shoulder. Her body wasn't vertical– it seemed that she wasn't quite used to standing without the added support of hanging off Renton's neck. But the most striking thing about her appearance was the look of lust Eureka had.

She wasn't embarrassed in the least. Her mouth hung slightly open, eager for the next kiss, and her eyes conveyed the sole desire to continue– longing to increase the heat her body emanated.

To Renton's credit, he wasn't either embarrassed or lustful. His mind danced between the emotions of distraction– distracted in attempting to comprehend the sheer impossibility that such a perfect moment could be ruined by a customer, in effect, a representative of a greater power that refused to let he and Eureka have their way– and anger– anger at the sheer nerve of this representative at interrupting his perfect moment.

"RENTON. NOW!"

This time, the shout had knocked both teens out of their stupor, and they really noticed each other. Eureka's face went from lust to laughter faster than Renton could have believed. Soon, he was laughing with her.

"Coming," Renton re-strapped Eureka's dress and kissed her on the cheek before breaking into a half-run for the garage.

He got just past the door frame when Eureka caught him, turned his body around, and kissed him once more, passionately on the lips. With her hands gripping his collar, her feet tip-toed to meet his eyes, and her lips biting his, Eureka tried to make the moment last as long as possible.

As Renton broke the embrace, he smiled and headed for the garage in full run with a shout of "be right there!"

Eureka stood there for a second, her eyes closed and her mind clinging to the feeling of bliss. Her musing was swiftly broken by a "blehhgch!".

She turned and saw Linck making a distasteful face, as if he had just eaten something very foul.

Maeter and Maurice were behind him, seething in a silent indignation. The younger of the two expressed Linck's feelings more eloquently.

"Mama kissed Renton!"

Though Maurice felt the same, he had fallen into the habit of all children, who, especially when feeling very immature, try to act as mature as possible. "You two should have seen this coming. If Renton's really our papa, then of course he's going to be mama's husband."

The last two words, despite Maurice's effort to hide it, were said with nothing but disdain. Eureka failed to notice. The thought of her and Renton actual married, and having a family hadn't fully occurred to her. Now, it seemed inevitable. They'd have a wedding, right? And she would wear a white dress, and Renton would look handsome. And then they'd sleep in the same bed, and get to see each other every morning, and the kids would come down for breakfast, just like today.

While all these thoughts were propagating in Eureka's mind, Maeter quite forgot her anger and dislike – which were only half-sincere in the first place – and got caught up in a similar train of thought as Eureka, and began to immediately chatter on about weddings, and white dresses, and–

"A family! A real family, Linck!" Linck had been entranced by Maeter's excited tone, and adopted a similar disposition toward the whole situation.

"Yeah! A mama, and a papa, and brothers and sisters! Yay!" Now Linck and Maeter were holding hands, and jumping up and down, and dancing on the stairs. Though Maurice didn't join in, he too was relishing the idea of having a complete family, even if it meant giving up some of mama so soon after her getting back.

'But Renton's working today, and we'll have her all to ourselves– at least, before school starts again.'

Meanwhile, Renton was both surprised and irritated that he had let THIS person tear him away from Eureka; and that Gramps had called HER a customer.

"Hey! What's with the sour face, huh? Not glad to see me?"

"You could say that. But only because you're stopping me from spending precious time with someone who's very precious to me."

Renton didn't even bother looking at her. He decided to make the best of his time and start setting up shop for the day. "Anyways, what is it this time, Riku?"

Riku was a 5"4' blonde, white teen, a little younger than Renton, with most of her hair tied up, some of it in dreadlocks, a petite figure, and a smile which emanated the words "cute as a button." She wore a little more than a bikini with army style short-shorts in which she tucked her sensual curves, and pieces of flair hanging from her hair and clothes. She clearly knew style, which the sunset scarf, blue bandana, and pull-on sleeves and gloves showed.

"Wait, the kids? You see 'em everyday– And what'dya mean, THIS TIME! It's not like I'm clamoring at the doors everyday. Besides, I practically gave you my cousins busted up motorcycle. I told you it would run, and it did! So there."

It was almost impossible to be mad at Riku, and equally as difficult to be in a bad mood when she was around. Renton smiled at her, and remembered that Eureka was back.

"Nope, not them."

"Oh yeah, who?"

Renton grinned wider, but turned his head so as to not give it away. "Three guesses who."

"A game! Alright, have it your way Thurston. . .Holland and Talho. And that's one guess!"

"Nope. Hint: It's one person: two guesses left."

"Ugh!" Riku ruffled her own hair, hoping something in her brain would dislodge and help her win the game. ". . .Your sister."

Renton's grin faded for a moment, but it didn't show in his voice. "Nope: last guess."

Suddenly, as if the guilt at being wrong about Renton's sister had pushed to an even more out there guess, "No! It can't be. I mean, it can but I'd hate to be wrong."

Renton was calm with excitement. "Last chance."

"Fine! You asked for it. It's gotta be. . .EUREKA!"

Note: First (and maybe last) appearance of a N.C. character: Riku from Final Fantasy X and X-2. I chose her because she is already close to the age she is in my story (15 years old) and she's just cute enough to pose a threat to Eureka. But don't worry, this is a pure RentonXEureka story– no love-triangles.