Authors note: Thank you for all of the comments and advise left on my previous chapter, specially to Cydox for his, or her, words of praise and tips for better characterization. I uploaded the first chapter the same day I started writing it, having only watched the first episode of the show. I spent so much more time on this chapter, writing, reading, rewriting, and rereading, I hope it shows. I will answer more of the questions left in the comments at the end of this chapter. Again this story is rated M for mature audiences only. This chapter will contain a sprinkle of lemon in the first scene, not extremely sexual, but sexual none the less. So... Heads up...

Star vs. the forces of evil does not belong to me and I make no such claims.

Chapter 2: Love?

The rays of the first morning sun peeked through Star's bedroom blinds, filling it with a soft, comforting, yellow burst of light. She groaned from the pestering sun-rays assaulting her face. She woke with a feeling of disorientation, her mind still fuzzy, reliving the last few moments of her dream. It was a nice dream, something about eating ice cream and cake in a warm open meadow. A gentle breeze caressed her skin causing a small shiver to travel through out her body. At first she thought she was alone but soon realized that Marco was beside her, enjoying the ice cream with her as well, he gave her a warm, awkward smile before he stood and nervously extended his arm towards hers. When she placed her hand on his he pulled her from her sitting position in one swift movement, holding her by the waist to balance her. When she looked up she saw his bright, warm, hazel colored eyes, filled with care, love, and one more thing Star couldn't quite identify, it made her shiver once more. She felt him slowly and hesitantly pulling her closer to him, in her dream she closed her eyes, she wanted to fully experience the moment, the light caress of his lips against hers caused her to release a soft moan.

Her eyes shot open, frantically taking in her environment, no she wasn't in her bedroom in Mewni, she was in the Diaz household. The memory of the occurrences of the previous night came rushing back, she immediately froze when she felt the presence of someone else in her bed. she let herself relax once she remembered who was in bed with her. She felt safe in his arms, his aroma was intoxicating. It was soothing and calming. She pressed her back closer to him trying to feel more of his warmth. As she did his hands moved over her body making her realize where they really were. His hands laid gently underneath her nightie placed lightly above her right breast. She moved uncomfortably and as she did Marco's hand lightly graced her nipple, she let out a soft moan at the contact, she felt her heart quicken, and a slight tingling between her legs. Marco moved his hand towards her stomach as he stirred from his sleep. The renewed contact sent shivers down her spine and caused her to let out another soft moan. "Hi… um… Good morning, Star," he said, having no idea of the interactions that had just occurred. Star turned her body to face him, not realizing how close they really were, when she finished her movements her face was only a few centimeters away from his. Her cheeks reddened but made no indication of wanting to move back.

"Good morning, Marco," she replied, ignoring the affects his touch had on her body.

"Um… how did you sleep?" He whispered as he remembered the reason he was in bed with her.

"Best sleep I've gotten in ages," she answered, suppressing the feeling inside of her stomach. Her usual wide smile filled her face, the sunlight caressed her skin giving it a flawless complexion, her pale blue eyes were a sharp contrast against her, almost golden, skin. 'God she's stunning' Marco thought. By this time they were both staring into each other's eyes, unconsciously moving closer to each one another.

"Niños, come down, breakfast is ready," Mrs. Diaz called from downstairs. They separated instantly, Marco pulling his hand away from her warm, soft skin, both furiously blushing.

When Marco finally managed to compose himself he said, "We better get ready so we can eat breakfast."

Star nodded and made a movement as if to get up, instead she moved closer to Marco and placed a sweet, lingering, kiss on his cheek. "Thank you for sleeping with me," she whispered, quickly stepping out of bed. Marco still mildly in shock at what she had done followed her movement only to freeze once more, in her struggle to get out of bed her nightie had ridden upwards uncovering her bottom, her knickers had ridden upwards as well, giving Marco a clearer view of her smooth rear. "Are you coming?"

"Yea, give me a second," he shifted uncomfortably, trying to make the bulge that had sprung in his pants less prominent. Once he accomplished the task he stood up and bolted to the door. "See you downstairs." Was the last thing Star heard from Marco before he exited the room. Star gave up on trying to figure out what caused Marco to act so strangely and dressed her self. She waved her magic wand above her head trying to decide which hairdo would look better. 'Ponytails. Pigtail. Ponytails. Pigtail. Ponytails.' She concluded. She gave herself one last appraising look in the mirror before smiling and walking down stairs.

"Surprise, Happy second day on earth, Star," the Diaz family shouted in unison as she took her final step arriving at the bottom floor.

"Aww, a party. For me. I can't believe it," she marveled with an enormous smile on her face.

"We just wanted to properly welcome you to earth. I made you a cake," Mr. Diaz beamed.

"You're going to make me cry," she responded trying to wave away the tears from her eyes. "Hugs!" She exclaimed while rushing into Mr. And Mrs. Diaz. Once she released them she moved on to hug Marco. As she hugged him she once again picked up the aroma she first noticed this morning. His smell made her go weak in his arms.

She instantly separated from him, giving him a feigned smile. "Let's eat," she said not wanting any more attention on herself. Star, guided by the rest of the family, entered the kitchen. In the table laid plates of bacon, scrambled eggs, cereal, and toasted bread. Her mouth watered instantly "It all looks so good," she said with an eager look. When Star had devoured two servings of scrambled eggs and two healthy servings of bacon, she laid back on her chair with a satisfied look. "That was delicious Mrs. Diaz,"

"Thank you, Star," she replied with a cheerful smile. "Marco, why don't you show Star around town." Marco nodded and continued eating, Star on the other hand, lost her self in her thoughts.

"Star are you ok," Marco asked with a worried expression edged in his face.

"No... yes... I don't know. Mrs. Diaz can we talk, I need your opinion on something," star inquired.

"Pero porsupuesto, follow me," Mrs. Diaz said as she led star into the study, leaving a worried Marco behind. "Que pasa, what's wrong," the older woman questioned once she closed the door behind her.

"I think... I don't know, I feel weird, I think I'm sick." Star wearily answered.

"What makes you think your sick?" Mrs. Diaz asked worriedly.

"I don't know, but sometimes I feel weak, then I get this feeling in my stomach, I don't know how to describe it, it feels like there are a bunch of butterflies just swarming in there, then I feel my heart beat quicken, my palms get sweaty, my breathing deepens. Sometimes I just feel giddy, nervous, exhausted and confused all at the same time." She trembled.

"Star, don't worry you aren't sick," Mrs. Diaz answered with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Then what's wrong with me?" Star asked.

"When do you get these feelings?" she questioned back.

"Um… well... When I'm with Marco," she answered. " Is Marco bad for me, is he making me sick?" Star continued with a look of sorrow, and disappointment. In Star's opinion Marco was the best thing about coming to earth, the though that he could be causing her harm her terrified her to no end.

"No, of course not. I think someone has a crush on Marco," Mrs. Diaz playfully stated.

"I don't want to crush Marco, I don't want to hurt him," she reproached.

"No. No. I mean, I think you might be falling in love with my little boy," she gleefully declared.

'Love?' the meaning of what Mrs. Diaz hit her like a bull. When she first met Marco she found him to be a shy individual, admittedly she did find him to be very attractive. When Pony Head lost him in the arcade dimension she felt a pang of dread, and panic, she of course had ignored that attributing it to the "heat of the moment." She then thought about the night she had spent with Marco, in his arms she felt safe, comfortable. In his arms the sadness of not being with her parents seemed to lessen, being replaced by a feeling of euphoria and excitement. "Do you think he might love me?" She asked with a worried look on her face.

"There's only one way to find out," Mrs. Diaz responded.

While Star and Mrs. Diaz had their conversation, a very similar conversation was taking place with Marco and his dad. "I think I might like Star. I mean like her like her," he said. "I mean what guy in his right mind wouldn't, she's beautiful, nice, very easy going, cheerful, funny, and even-though she's a princes she's not judgmental or prim." He declared.

"Then what's the problem," Mr. Diaz chuckled.

"I don't know how she feels about me, I mean... I'm just a dorky, awkward guy," he frowned. "Do you think she might like me too?"

"There's only one way to find out," Mr. Diaz answered. "Tell her how you feel."

"I don't know how she will react." He confessed.

"Just tell her, she might surprise you," Mr. Diaz affirmed.

"Ok," Marco sighed. "I'll go right now." With a light pat on the back from his dad he stood from the chair and headed to the study. There he found Star sitting on a chair facing a wide window. She looked as confused and worried as he felt. "Star," he called. When she turned he continued, "I need to talk to you."

"Not here," Mrs. Diaz ordered. "It's Saturday, here's my debit card, go outside take Star to the park, or the movies, or wherever young people go to have fun" she ordered with a knowing smirk.

Both teens found themselves outside, with the front door being closed behind them. "To the park it is," he mumbled. They moved quietly across the streets, each lost in their own thoughts. The walk seemed shorter than usual to Marco, when they entered the park Marco grabbed hold of Star's hands, causing her to blush deeply. He gave her a weak smile and guided her to his favorite spot in the park.

"Wow," was all that she could say. Marco had led her to the highest place in the park, from there she could see the lower part of the city. The sun rose slowly across the pale blue morning sky. It cast beautiful, warm, gold sunbeams in every direction as it illuminated the small town. A gentle autumn breeze passed through her causing her to shiver. Above them stood a magnificent Oak tree, its leafs showing the slightest of discoloration. As beautiful as the sight was she knew that she had to tell Marco how she felt.

"Star, I need to tell you something," Marco said in a worried tone.

"I… I need to tell you something too," she stuttered. "I think I like you… A lot," she said, louder than she intended. A rush of relief flooded Marco, a wide smile filled his face. "Well, say something," she reprimanded.

"I think I like you a lot too," he replied with a goofy smile. He smiled tenderly at her, with wary steps he closed the gap that existed between them. With his eyes locked on hers he timidly slid his hands around her waist pulling her closer to him. His breathing unsteadied, his heart raced. With his free hand he gently tilted her head up and, delicately, placed his lips on hers. Time slowed to a halt. Her soft lips sent a warm sensation through his body. He lost himself in her taste of vanilla. He kissed her slowly, enjoying the feel of her lips against his. When he parted her lips with his tongue, she met it with hers. As slowly and tenderly, as it had begun, it ended. They separated gasping for air. They both stared at one another. Her lips looked slightly swollen, and so tempting. Marco gave into the temptation and kissed her once more. When they separated they both nervously laughed. "I really like you Star," he said. "You're beautiful, and funny," the red of her swollen lips faintly spread across her cheeks. "Do you want to maybe… be my... um... girlfriend," he stammered.

She gave him a pensive look then, as if being jolted to a start, she jumped up and down. "Of course I'll be your girlfriend!" she declared with a huge grin on her face. "I like you a lot too, or did you forget, silly," she ended with a devilish smirk.

He embraced her, now completely and utterly happy. That action made her forget about the slight chill in the air. She tuned to face the city leaning against him. With a content smile she whispered, "it's beautiful."

"It pales against you." He responded and then placed a loving kiss on her cheek.

"Flattery will get you nowhere," She joked.

"where do you want to go now?" he questioned.

"Can we just stand here I like being in your arms, we can go and get ice-cream later," Star replied.

"Ok," he mumbled hugging her closer to him.

"Hey, What's a movie?"

AN: I'm going to try and upload a chapter a week, writing the bulk of chapter during the week and editing, and rewriting during the weekends. I don't have a set day of the week to upload but I will try to upload once a week. I will try to follow the show, obviously it won't be the same and I won't write all of the episodes I will, however choose some of the themes or ideas from the episodes and write them into the story... Am I making any sense? If you find any mistakes please point them out. Thanks.