ENJOY:)
Disclaimer: I don't own Storm Hawks. Asaph Fipke does.


Piper was a busy girl. It seemed that she always had something to do: invent and tinker with new crystals, practice her Sky Fu, concoct the BEST…PLAN…EVER!!! She was always working, and would lock herself in her room for hours; she spent little time with her squad mates, especially if they went surfing and snorkeling in Tropica (oh, how she hated the name!).
But of all the things she could have done with Aerrow, she decided to eat speckleberries with him.
They took a cloudy afternoon to relax on the deck of the Condor that had landed near a park. Aerrow placed down a tray that held a bowl of speckleberries, a bowl of cream, some napkins, and two glasses of water.
When he sat down and looked over at her, he smiled a playful, gentle, teasing smile that Piper found simple, yet beautiful. She forced herself to look away and instead study the little snack that she was about to share with her leader.
The berries were small and round, each being the size of a baby's fist. The pattern was similar to that of a gull's egg, except they were red with white splotches. These were the sweetest kind; she couldn't begin to understand why he'd want to share such a treat with her.
"Well?"
"Huh?"
"Won't you eat first?", he asked.
"Uh, no", she mumbled, keeping her head down to hide her growing blush. "You can go ahead."
He gave her a slightly puzzled look before picking up a berry, dipping it into the bowl of thick cream, then biting off the dripping end. He motioned for her to do the same; slowly, she followed his process, but instead of biting off the creamy end as he did, she popped the whole berry in her mouth.
"You swallowed the berry whole."
She gave him the same look he gave her when she refused to eat first.
"Is that a problem?"
"Technially, no, but c'mon Piper", Aerrow replied as he reached for another berry. "What's the rush?"
"I have things to do."
"Piper, please, you always have things to do. Finn may be a bit stupid…"
"A bit?"
"Okay, okay, really stupid. Finn may be really stupid, but he's showing some common wisdom when he says, 'You need to relax, even if just once.'"
She immersed herself in thought. She did work hard, but she loved her work. Still, she thought as she swirled her berry in the bowl of cream, I haven't spent much time with my squad mates. I'll stay, but only for a few minutes or so.
But time flies, they say. And a few minutes became an hour.
Piper seemed to be enjoying her self, though. She followed Aerrow's method of enjoying speckleberries ("Radarr likes to eat them slowly"), and savored the taste of the sweet juices dissolving with the thick cream in her mouth.
In the middle of their feast, they had some entertainment. Some girl hit Finn in the head with a football, and he screamed something about 'accidentally' touching her butt.
"He's lying", both muttered, then burst into laughter.
All the while, the two watched each other eating the speckleberries, the red juice and white cream dribbling down their faces, with a few laughs in between, and for that moment, it was just two friends in their own world.

But as they say, all good times should come to an end.

"Oh, no. I forgot my Sky Fu practice!!!", Piper exclaimed. She got up and whirled around, but when she was about to leave, she felt a warm hand grasp at her fingers. A warm pulse of energy flowed from her fingers and warmed her from head to toe, and she found breathing a difficutly.
"Where are you going?", Aerrow asked in a quivering voice. She turned to explain, expecting to find his mouth in a tight line and anger in his leaf-green eyes.
Instead, she found that tight line drooping at the ends, and his eyes were green pools of hurt and disappointment.
"Well, I, uh, I,um…."
"Weren't you enjoying yourself?"
Her mouth opened from surprise, then closed in shame. Her eyes turned away in guilt. "I was."
"Piper…". He gently pulled her down until she had resumed her sitting position. "Why are you always busy? Is it because you don't like us and want some reason to stay away?"
"I find pleasure in doing what I do, Aerrow. Tinkering with crystals, practing Sky Fu to get better, making plans. I love doing that kind of stuff, okay?"
Piper saw in his eyes only a speck of understanding, and that speck was drowning in undeniable hurt and disbelief.
She began to sob.

"Oh, Aerrow, I'm sorry!!! I'm SO sorry!!! You were really having fun with me, weren't you?!!! I like you guys, really I do!!! But all I've ever been was selfish, selfish, selfish!!!! You guys just want to know me better and hang out with me, and you guys were being really nice to me!!!!! And I can't even spend one day with you, much less the others!!! You must really hate me enough to…"
Her crying was stopped by Aerrow wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a deep embrace.
"No, I don't hate you", he murmured in a soft voice. "Try as I might, I will find nothing to hate about you. You're not selfish, you just like doing those things a little more than surfing or snorkeling or target practice. It's okay if you don't want to hang out with us. I mean, we're not stopping you or anything. You can do whatever pleases you."
"Really?", she sniffled, reaching for a napkin on the tray.
"Really", he answered. He bent to kiss the top of her head, but at the same time she lifted her face so that their lips were only milimeters apart. One small movement could close the gap.
Piper reached out a tentative finger, caught a drop of speckleberry juice and cream that dribbled down Aerrow's chin, and pressed it to her tongue.
Without warning, he grabbed her wrist downwards, and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. She could only close her eyes in pleasure as she felt his teeth grind with hers, felt warmth pulsing from his lips, felt his breath tickling her tongue.
When they finally stopped for air, Piper breathed, "Wow."
"Wow yourself", Aerrow whispered, locking gazes with her. Leaf green clashed with carmelian orange, and for a heartbeat, time did not exist.
A thunderclap woke them from their dream, and when both Storm Hawks looked, a thunderstorm was brewing in the distance. Everyone was running into the Condor.
"Shouldn't we be going inside?", she said, but was stopped by a gentle tug on her wrist.

"Nah. Storm doesn't look too bad", he replied.
"And what about the tray?", she asked, beckoning to the bowls and glasses they left on the deck.

"Let the storm wash the plates", he replied before pulling her into another kiss.


I know!!! The whole oneshot sucked!!!! Especially the ending:( But I got the idea for this kiss from a poem called 'Strawberries', and the last sentence said, 'Let the storm wash the plates'. What do you think this sentence means? If you can get it right, I will write a Kiss in your honor; even better if you can give me an idea and title for it.
This my first SH piece!!! What do you think:)

2nd Kiss: Reconcile
Piper snaps when the boys complain about her latest plan. A friend gives firm judgement on what the boys did, and helps Aerrow and the others make it up to her.

See you all soon!!!
Lady Azar