Author Note: It's late, I have to finish this and then type up all the fiction work I did while I didn't have a computer. It's a banner night here. Anyway, enjoy this little Suika one shot. It's Karin's point of view.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I make no profit from this.

The first kiss was an accident. We got too close fighting, and Juugo pushed us together.

The second kiss was an incident. We both got tipsy – ok, smashed – and we started making out.

I counted neither of those as my first kiss, it just didn't seem right. I mean, who would want to tell someone their first kiss was an accident or an incident? But at least I knew exactly what to call them: an accident and an incident. But the third kiss...

The third kiss, well, that one is for you to decide.

"Suigetsu, you idiot!" I growled. We had gotten separated from Sasuke and Juugo when it started to pour like nobody's business, and now we were stuck inside a huge hollow tree while it rained. And Sasuke was nowhere to be seen. Awesome. Not.

"Don't call me an idiot, four eyes." Suigetsu shot back at me. "I hate that you blame me for everything!"

"If you hadn't started the fight with me, we wouldn't have fallen behind, and we wouldn't be here!" I curled in on myself; it was freezing in the damn tree. Off in the distance, thunder boomed. "Oh, shit, now we're going to die. Wonderful."

"Maybe if I sacrifice you to the gods they'll let me live." My sharp-toothed companion mused. "After all, I deserve to live more than some red-haired whore, right?"

"Suigetsu, I'm serious. We're in the tallest tree in the forest and there's going to be lightning." In a moment of panic I added, "I don't want to die! I haven't even had my first real kiss!"

"What do you mean you haven't been kissed?" Suigetsu and I shared a long look and then he started over. "You haven't been kissed?" Suigetsu looked at me as if seeing me for the first time in his life. "But... you're a whore."

"You honestly think anyone back at the hideout would've had sex with me?" I was half yelling over the rain and approaching thunder. "They all treated me exactly like you do, and called me whore! How can I be a whore if I've never even been kissed?"

"You can't..." Suigetsu whispered. I could barely hear him over the storm, but I knew exactly what he said. "Karin... I'm-"

Thunder clapped directly overhead and I tackled him, burying my face in his shirt. "DAMMIT! I HATE STORMS!" I wrapped my arms around him and clung to him.

I could feel the panic in his tension-filled body. Except for the first two kisses, we had never been this close before. I would've been worried about the proximity between us if I didn't hate storms so much. Or more correctly, fear them so much.

"Karin, don't cry..." Suigetsu touched my face lightly and I realized that I was crying. I didn't think I had been, but he had proved me wrong.

"I don't want to die..." I murmured into his shirt.

It started to hail, softball sized hail, outside our shelter, and with the thunder still going, we were in trouble if we left our tree or not.

"Karin." Suigetsu grabbed me by the chin and tipped my face up. "I can't stop the weather... but..." He kissed my lips softly. The front of his fang grazed my chin, but didn't cut me. When we separated, we realized our relationship would never be the same.

Still, I don't know what to call it. It was neither an accident, nor an incident, so what do you call a kiss like that?

Author Note: Great, now I have to go type up a whole legal pad worth of fiction work. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and you'll leave a comment for me. I love hearing from my readers...