Alrighty, so now that I got a few reviews, thanks reviewers!, I'm ready to go. I was going to try to update every day, but with school, its gonna be very hard, so I can't gurantee it.

Remember, I need some requests!

Okay, so the first story was very easy. I gave it away a ton. It was infact BerryXHoney. This one I'm going to try to make harder.

Now, for a crack pairing!

We both knew what we'd gotten ourselves into.

He was older than I was by many moons, and we were from two different Clans! How unoriginal of us, I know.

My sister was the only one who knew about it. Surprisingly, we both loved him. Or at least, the type of love that isn't really love. As love as it gets at my age. I first saw him at my first Gathering, and I didn't talk to him. My sister did. He seemed quite smitten with her, and I felt a pang of jealously that I wasn't her. But then when we first met, it seemed as if he completely forgot about her, and we talked the rest of the Gathering. After, we decided to meet. I'd been meeting him deep in the night when I wasn't on the dawn patrol. I had thought it'd be hard to do so, and it wasn't at first, but I was younger then, not expected to be up early and do so much.

It did feel like my paws would fall off in the morning and during patrol, but in my opinion, it was worth it. To see his muscles rippling under his pelt, to feel his fur brush mine, to take in his scent, the scent of the open plains, and hear his voice ring around my ears even when he wasn't around.

It wasn't easy. It wasn't hard, but it wasn't easy. When I had to go days without seeing him, I felt myself miss him more and more. And when I wasn't meeting with him, I felt the miles between us grew longer. It was as if we were both drifting in seperate directions.

He had a reputation. He was mean, angry, unhappy, sharp tongued. At least the cats who didn't know him said so. Really he was sweet, loving, kind. Everything came natural.

Now, I arose silently out of my nest and stalked to the entrance, slipping out of the den. I pulled myself to the entrance and carefully slipped out. Berrynose was on guard, and I pressed to the wall of the camp and trotted along the barrier, letting it brush through my fur until I was out of his sight. I crouched in the brush and crept through the territory.

Finally, I arrived at the border. The moon shone brightly, just waning now from the full moon. The Gathering had been a few moonrises ago, but I had not been choosen to go.

I sat near the border, gazing at the stars, eyes searching. Please forgive me StarClan. I know, I shouldn't be here. But I love him. I can't stop myself. I love him.

I hadn't heard an pawsteps coming, but I suddenly felt the prescense of another cat. I turned, expecting a Clanmate had followed me here, but instead instead found myself staring into eyes. Eyes so amber that it startled me. I felt my breath hitch, and a tingly feeling spread through me from nose to tail tip.

"Hello, love." he whispered, rubbing his muzzle against mine, and I closed my eyes, inhaling his scent again.

After greeting, we sat down, pelts touching, enjoying the beautiful stars. Normal conversation about how life had been since we last saw each other. He talked about a fox he had fought, and, as usual, his father.

It seemed like the night would never end.

But soon enough, on the horizon, streaks of pale light announced the upcoming dawn, and I sighed, turning toward him. "I guess I'll see you soon." I meowed quietly.

He nodded sadly, and we both just stood, staring into each others eyes before finally, he glanced down and broke the connection. "Bye." he whispered, and turned, trotting toward his camp. Turning, I padded slowly toward mine.

It was twelve moons later, and I lay in the quiet nursery, my head on my paws, staring ahead quietly. I glanced at my swollen belly, and I could almost feel my eyes twinkling with pride. They were my kits. All mine.

They would hardly know they're father. Suddenly, the pride was gone. They would be strong, like I had been, I knew that, but it wasn't fair to take away a kits father. They would be born soon. What would I do when the Clan realized who they looked like? Cats had respected that I didn't want to say the father, but there'd been so much forbidden love lately that cats had grown so suspicious.

I would figure all of this out when I needed to. Right now, I just wanted to rejoyce in the fact that I was having kits.

They were my kits.

And I felt complete with him by my side and his kits inside of me.

I felt that chapter was very boring... but I bet you can't guess who the two cats were!

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