Yes, I must agree with Sinister…Fang and Lightning are just dreamy…and when you put them together, my god *drool*

Wedding Date

Chapter 2

I rolled my eyes and looked down at the floor when Serah and Snow shared a kiss. I couldn't stand the fact that she had settled on him. It was either that, or I the fact that I just couldn't stand him. For some strange reason that idiot made her happy. And that's all that mattered to me. Was that she was happy.

"So what are we having for dinner tonight sis?" I groaned when he put his arm around my shoulder.

"Move your arm." I glared up at him. "Or that's what's for dinner."

"Lightning be nice!" Serah grabbed Snow's arm before I had a chance to chop it off. "She has pizzas on order. She's picking them up on the way back to the house."

"Pizza huh?" My ears perked when I heard her voice. "Tell me there's beer and I'm coming." I just looked at her. "The offer's still there right?"

I didn't think she'd actually come. That was the whole point in throwing out the invitation, to be nice. "Of course the offer stands Fang! But Light doesn't keep alcohol in the house. So you'd have to bring your own."

I waited until Fang walked away before looking down at Serah. "I didn't think she'd actually come."

"Why wouldn't she?"

"Because her and I don't see eye to eye. That's why." We never have. Even since the moment I first met her. Now that I think about it. I never did apologize to her for hitting her in Palumpolum.

All of the guests were long gone now. I think the four of us may have had a little too much to drink. I did in fact have a case of beer in the home. Fang brought another when she came over. It was me, Fang, Snow, and Serah sitting in the living room. Fang was the only one of us who appeared somewhat sober. She was up and walking around without stumbling. If I counted correctly though, she had almost twice as many as I have had.

"Yuck! Can you guys spare me…pleeease?" I covered my eyes and lazily turned my head when Serah wrapped her arms around Snow's neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

"You're just jealous!" She giggled when he picked her up and they disappeared into her room. They're both drunk, they wouldn't be able to keep the noise under control.

She was right, I was jealous. I had nobody to hold me each night, nobody to kiss. Hell, I barely had anybody to even talk to. "I hope you don't mind sleeping on the sofa." I stood up and slowly made my way to the closet to get her a blanket and a pillow.

"I've slept on worse." I heard the stereo turn on, soft music soon coming from the speakers that surrounded the living room. "What kind of garbage is this?"

I shoved the bedding against her chest and hit a button on the stereo to change to the next CD. It was another one full of soft music. "This garbage relaxes me." I glared at her. "Do you want another?" I raised my beer can to finish the last swallow. She just nodded. Maybe we have to be drunk in order to get along. I haven't had one problem with her since we cracked open the first cans. I grabbed two more from the fridge and returned to the living room. Both of the cans fell from my hands and I quickly turned away from her. She stood in the middle of my living room, wearing only a bra and pair of panties. Both were solid black. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" I could hear her getting closer to me. "I sleep naked, but I figured since I'm a guest, I'll somewhat cover up."

I opened my mouth to speak when all that could be heard was moaning from Serah's room. I sighed and looked down. "I think I'm going to go to bed."

"What's wrong?" She seemed genuinely concerned. But how could I say it to her without feeling like an idiot. I only looked at her. "You're jealous…aren't you?"

"No, I'm not." Yes, I was.

"I see it in your face every time they get close together. You never look at them. Every time you see Vanille and I hug, you turn away. You are jealous of their contact, aren't you?"

I turned to face her, making sure to keep my eyes locked with hers. "Yes, I am. Happy?"

"When's the last time you hugged someone?" She folded her arms over her chest. "Someone other than Serah."

"I…" I looked down at the floor. "…I don't remember…" A gasp escaped my lips when I felt her wrap her arms around me. Fang was hugging me…and it felt…good.

"See, not so bad." Her voice lowered as she rested her head against my own.

My eyes closed. I was relaxed. Usually when people touched me, or even got too close to me I'd tense up and back away from them. I didn't have that urge with Fang. I pulled away some, just so I could look at her again. My arms moved up to wrap around her neck. My eyes met with hers. I had no idea what she was thinking, but I know what was running through my mind. The only thing I could focus on was what her lips would feel like against mine. I glanced at them and she must have caught me because she smiled. What was I doing? I'm not gay. Am I? I don't think I am. Why was this so hard?

"Something on your mind?" I shook my head and rested it back on her shoulder.

We stood there for what felt like an eternity. I wondered if her mind was just as busy as mine was. My heart was screaming to kiss her, while my mind told me not to, that it wasn't worth it, that if she denied, I could get seriously hurt. She brought a quick end to all my thoughts when I felt her hand under my chin, causing me to look at her. My breath caught in my throat as she closed the gap between us and pressed her lips softly to mine.