This will be the final chapter for the first date, sorry for it being a bit shorter. I wanted to wrap a few things up before moving on.

Enjoy

Gamora could not remember the last time she smiled or laughed so much. For that matter she used to not do either, at all. As with many things Peter had changed her into something altogether new. She found the change to be most welcome.

Even as the pair stumbled back onboard the Milano, Gamora struggling for breath because she had been laughing too much. Peter was something else but air was unfortunately still important.

One of the assassin's arms was wrapped around Peter's waist while the in her other hand she held the teddy bear tightly to her chest. She could feel the soft fur of the small stuffed creature through the mesh of her vest.

The bear itself was of no real importance physically, it was simply a small toy. Something Gamora would have passed over many times, she was sure she had done just that in her long servitude to Thanos and Ronan.

From the bear's brown fur to the white fuzz of its stomach, its tiny brown eyes. It was nothing really. It was still highly important though.

It was a gift from Peter.

The first gift he had given to her.

Gamora knew she was not like other women. In fact she was far from it. In some of her observations Gamora had seen that many women like to receive gifts from their significant others, often times jewelry or such. The kind of things Gamora neither needed nor wanted. Items such as these had no real use, especially to a warrior like Gamora.

Despite this the bear was being clutched in Gamora's hand like Rocket his most prized firearm.

The fact that the stuffed toy had no use had no bearing on her attitude toward it, it was because it was from Peter. Such a tiny gesture of winning a prize for her should not be affecting her so much but for whatever reason it did. The thought alone brought a surge of warm affection for her terran lover.

Gamora brought her thoughts to a full stop. Peter or his behavior constantly had that affect on her.

That word though.

Lover.

Gamora's smile grew even wider, if such a thing was possible. She finally had a word to describe them. Boyfriend and girlfriend just felt so... wrong for them. She liked the term lovers far more, despite her own nervousness at the thought of deeper feelings she felt the word conveyed them perfectly.

"What's got you all smiley?" Peter questioned her once they were inside the Milano and preparing for bed. The pair had practically ignored their fellow guardians. Especially Rocket who kept grumbling something about having nearly lost a bet.

The duo had practically been in their own world.

Gamora was about to offer an answer when she remembered something from their date. Those people running that sky ride had given Peter an envelope of some kind.

Remembering the ride had instantly caused the warmth to surge to Gamora's cheeks. She was going to remember that ride and the kiss, or kisses, for the rest of her life and beyond.

After getting back to the Milano Peter had opened up the envelope and looked at its contents. Before Gamora had a chance to look at it Peter's face flushed red and he quickly shoved it back into the envelope and put said envelope back into his jacket pocket.

Gamora's affection had very swiftly gave way to curiosity.

"Peter, what did those two give you after the ride? In the Envelope." Gamora looked over at him only to see him flushing even deeper red. The Zehoberi woman knew she was no authority on the matter but she had to admit he did look rather... adorable.

"Umm... nothing, yup, it was uh nothing, nothing at all." Peter had one of those disarming smirks plastered all over his face as he rambled.

Surely he had realized by now such looks did not stand a chance against a curious or determined Gamora.

The green skinned assassin just raised a single eyebrow as if waiting for him to continue. Peter began slightly squirming in place. Gamora's look did not relent.

Just then several things seemed to happen at once. First Gamora had removed her arm from around Peter's waist. The terran opened his mouth to speak but he was silenced when Gamora brought her hand front of his shirt. Gripping the material, she pulled his lips down to hers.

There was that surge of raw feeling that made her stomach do back flips. Were her willpower any weaker she would have been lost in that kiss but she held on.

While Peter was distracted, he most certainly did become lose into their kiss, she reached into his jacket pocket before snatching the envelope. By the time Peter realized he had been fooled the two were pulling apart for air and Gamora was yanking the envelope open.

It was a dirty trick yes, but his behavior left no other option.

Peter tried to grab it back but Gamora easily sidestepped him.

The contents was a single picture, taken back at the fair.

The image depicted took her breath away.

It was of her and Peter, but back on the airborne ride. They had already reached the cruise height for the ride and were floating through the night sky. The two of them were silhouetted against the backdrop of the starry night sky. There had been just enough light to make out that it was the two of them sitting there . The starlight was illuminating them perfectly enough to see more of the picture. It was taken during the ride yes, but not when Gamora had been expecting it.

In the picture, Peter had an arm wrapped around her shoulders while her hand was tangled in Peter's hair. Their lips pressed as tightly together as was possible. Their picture selves looked completely enraptured in the kiss.

It was a photograph of their first kiss, taken at the perfect moment.

Gamora struggled to form words. The ones that did finally come out were not something she ever thought she would say in this situation. "We are getting a picture frame for this."

The green skinned woman felt her cheeks flush even warmer after the words came out of her mouth. It was a little embarrassing to have such a thought but it was not something she could deny. If she had her way she would carry it with her forever.

In truth she did not need a picture to remember that kiss. The feeling of Peter's lips on hers was forever burned into her brain.

"Sounds like a great idea," there was Peter's smirk, just bigger than normal. He loved to catch her saying things or acting like what she would call "a normal woman". The concept was still odd to her but she was adapting.

When they had climbed into their shared bunk Gamora decided to do something a little different. Normally they would sleep like they had the first night they shared, when their hands were stuck together. On their sides with his arm under her head, fingers laced together, and Peter's other arm draped across her middle. She always slept with her back pressed to Peter's front.

Tonight however she changed her position. Instead of facing away from Peter she turned so that she was facing him. She laid her arm across his middle this time and pressed her front to his while her other hand held onto his night shirt.

Gamora gave him a quick peck on the lips before burying her head into his chest. Peter said nothing the whole time she shifted positions or when she kissed him again. The smile on his face however said everything.

The last Zehoberi soon fell asleep to the feeling of Peter running his fingers through her hair. Her last thought before slumber was a hope for many more wonderful dates in the future.

There we go, again sorry for being shorter. Next chapter should make up for it. We finally get to see a jealous Gamora. See you all then.