Disclaimer: I do not own the Total Drama series or anything else copyrighted.

A/N: Apparently, I forgot my own storyline - the Aftermath came after Niagara Falls! So that almost-done chapter will have to wait. I have to post their trip first! This is just part one. The whole thing will be either two or three chapters, depending on how much I feel like writing, heh. And, a warning: Slightly mature scenes ahead. As usual, I won't put a warning before or after those scenes - I don't like writing in the middle of chapters, heh. Thanks for the reviews! Enjoy!

"Hey, babe, where are you?" Duncan asked, sitting down on a bench and resting her head on top of his suitcase.

"What do you mean, where am I?" Courtney asked, looking around, clutching the handle of her suitcase. "I'm in the lobby like we agreed on! Where are you at?"

"I'm by the platform like we agreed on," he slowly said.

"Well, I need my ticket to get onto the platform," she muttered, turning around and walking towards the platform.

"Uh, no you don't," he told her. "You need the ticket to get onto the train. My parents are right here beside me..."

She sighed and muttered, "Okay. I'll be there in a minute." She turned around and told her confused parents, "He's at the platform." She ignored their quiet mutters and continued walking forward. She wasn't really mad, just more frustrated. She was happy to hear that he was actually there at the station, though. Her heart started pounding against her chest. A smile slowly formed on her face. She as truly excited to see her boyfriend, and was extremely excited to be going on vacation.

She soon found the platform and saw her boyfriend sitting there, his head resting on top of his suitcase. He head was turned, and he was drumming his fingers against the side of his suitcase. His parents were nowhere in sight, much to her dismay. He still wouldn't look up as she got closer to him.

"Isn't that Duncan?" her Mom questioned, also noticing Duncan's lack of acknowledging them.

Courtney nodded. She stood on the other side of him, in the opposite direction. She sat down and just stared at him.

Finally, he turned around. He had a suspicious look on his face until he saw his girlfriend. A grin broke out on his face as he said, "Hey, Princess!"

She rolled her eyes, watching him take out his earbuds. "Hey, darling," she said. "Do you have our tickets?"

He nodded, smirking at her. "I wouldn't forget our tickets, babe." He looked at her parents and smiled. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Richardson."

"Hello, Duncan," they responded. Courtney's Mom asked, "Where are your parents?"

"They had to go back to work," Duncan informed them.

Her Mom leaned down and kissed her daughter's cheek. "You have fun," she quietly told her daughter.

Courtney nodded, smiling at her Mom. "I will."

"Now, what time are you getting back Sunday?" her Dad asked.

"Around three?" Courtney asked, looking at Duncan for a more definite answer.

Duncan nodded. "Around 2:45."

Courtney and her parents said their good-bye's to each other. When they were gone, Courtney reached over and grabbed Duncan's hand. He looked over at her and saw that she was smiling happily at him. She asked him, "Are you ready to get on the train?"

He nodded, standing up. He grabbed his bag and led the way towards the train. He turned to look at her. He softly asked, "Are you excited?"

She happily nodded, a smile plastered on her face. "I'm very excited! I've never been to Niagara Falls before."

"That's why we're going on this trip," he teased. She playfully stuck her tongue out at him. Smirking, he rolled his eyes and told her, "I almost re-pierced my tongue last week."

"Are you serious?" she asked, stopping in front of the train.

He nodded, muttering, "Mmhmm..." He giddily smiled and asked, "Can we sit on the upper-level?"

She giggled, surprised that he was that excited about sitting on the upper level of the double-decker train. "Whatever you want, baby."

Duncan grabbed her bag and quickly headed up the stairs. Courtney smiled, following him. He turned around and asked, "Where do you want to sit?"

She shrugged. She pointed to a set of chairs in front of them and said, "Let's sit there."

Though it took a few minutes, they were both sitting down, and their luggage was standing beside them. Courtney had her legs propped on his legs. He was texting on his phone with one hand, the other hand resting on her leg.

"So..." she started, a smirk slowly forming on her face.

He looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "So...?"

"You were going to re-pierce your tongue?"

He nodded, smirking. "I was. Then I looked up the side-effects and how to really take care of it and such..."

"You didn't know about that stuff before?" she asked, raising an eyebrow herself.

"Kinda." He shrugged. "One of my old friends pierced my tongue way back when. You remember me having it on the show, yeah?"

She nodded, a small blush rising on her cheeks. "I do," she softly said, remembering the moment where they were able to sneak away and make-out. She remembered the feeling of his pierced tongue in her mouth, and while it was strange, it felt good as well.

He smirked once more. "Of course you do. Now, I was looking up all of this stuff... And I wouldn't pierce my tongue. Apparently, I'm supposed to wait six weeks to make-out with anyone or do any other sorts of oral sex-related stuff."

"Since when do you follow the rules?" she asked, smirking.

"Since the page also mentioned my tongue would be swollen up to a week," he pointed out, pointing a finger at her. "I thought of this idea, like, four days ago."

She nodded, leaning back in her seat. She leaned her head against the window, still looking at her boyfriend. "So what are we doing when we get there?" she asked.

He shrugged. "It'll be three, so we can check into the hotel. Um... We can go out tonight or just hang at the hotel or whatever. I don't care. I'd rather start using the pass tomorrow, though."

She nodded. "I agree. Of course, I have to call my parents when we get there."

"Oh, mine, too. Ma wants me to check in when we switch over to the bus in Burlington. She's really paranoid; she thinks I'm running away with you."

Courtney giggled. "She thinks I would just take you away?"

Duncan chuckled. "More like, she thinks I've convinced you to run away with me. Or that I've kidnapped you."

"Oh, my God... Duncan, this is beautiful!"

Duncan softly chuckled. He looked up to see his girlfriend standing at the window, wondrously staring outside. She was right, their view of the Falls from their room was pretty amazing. "It is pretty cool," he quietly said before letting out a yawn.

She turned around, sitting on the windowsill. "Are you alright?"

He nodded, smiling apologetically. "I went to bed super late and got up super early."

"And why did you do that?" she asked, getting up and walking over to him. She stood beside him and started softly rubbing his back.

"I just couldn't sleep last night," he muttered. "And then I had to wake up early to go with Ma and Pa to work. Well, I got to sleep in the car for a while, but they kept pulling people over so they kept turning the sirens... They let me give a ticket to someone."

Courtney laughed. "No way."

"Uh, yes way!" Duncan defended. "I was so angry at one point. I was just about fall asleep and then these people would just not stop or whatever. My folks were so confused at first, wondering why I was angry. So, I told them why, and they let me give the ticket to the person. Well, after they told me all the information. They knew I would start banging on the window and start yelling at them. Oh, and Pa gave me a bit of his uniform. His hat, his badge, his flashlight..."

Courtney continued to laugh. She shook her head and muttered, "Oh, Duncan..."

"It was fun. They were so stupid. They were, like, 'Oh, officer, we totally weren't speeding', and I'm telling them, 'Tell that to my radar gun!'"

She snorted. "Nice."

"I know, right."

"So why don't you lay down for a while?" she asked. "I need to take a shower, and I'm sure you would like to get a few extra Z's..."

"But I wanna shower with you..." he muttered, his voice slightly whine-y.

She rolled her eyes. "Do whatever you want, but I don't want to have sex right now."

He let out another yawn before muttering, "I guess sleep wins..."

She laughed before leaning forward and giving him a soft kiss. "Just rest up, okay? Hopefully you'll sleep better tonight as well..."

He returned the kiss and muttered, "Thanks, babe."

She nodded, smiling. She walked over to her bag and got out her towel and shower bag before walking into the bathroom. She wasn't too particularly fond at how big the room was. It had two main rooms, the bedroom and the living room, and then the bathroom itself was kind of big, with the whirlpool being in a separate room from the bathroom. She shut the door after walking into the bathroom, and set her things down on the counter. She walked over to the shower and turned it on, fiddling with the knobs so the water would be the perfect temperature. She took off her clothes and also set them on the counter before getting into the shower.

The hot water felt so good on her body. As she washed her hair and body, she couldn't help but think about so many things. Things like their vacation, their apartment, and school popped into her head. She was so happy to be spending alone time with Duncan, somewhere that may not be too far away from home, but was far enough. During this trip, they didn't have to worry about their parents catching them doing anything, or have to worry about anybody catching them doing something in either of their cars. Well, he didn't care so much, for there was more worrying on her end.

They had both filled out applications for the apartment. The place had immediately accepted her, but took an extra day to accept Duncan. They weren't too sure about him because of his his criminal record and him not exactly having a job, but after talking to her, they decided to allow him to live there. Both were thrilled to be moving in together. Yes, her parents gave her a good life, and they always allowed her to do what she wanted. When she wanted to take dancing classes as a child, they signed her up for the best class. The same thing happened with gymnastics, violin lessons, swimming, and other hobbies she wanted to take up. They put her in an amazing school, one of the best in Toronto.

But, her parents pushed her.

A lot.

She was expected to have top-of-the-class grades. She had gotten a couple of B's, both in middle school. Her parents weren't angry, they were just disappointed. For a while, before she started seeing a counselor, she was convinced getting anything below an "A" was a horrible atrocity. The counselor helped her realize that it wasn't so bad, that it's okay to get grades below an "A". Her parents taught her proper etiquette, and expected her to act in such a way everywhere, everyday. Her ex-boyfriend, Josh, was perfect in their eyes. He was tall, only a couple of inches shorter than Duncan, blue eyes, brown hair, tan-skinned, smart, intelligent, well-spoken... He was good-looking and smart. He was an ideal husband! When they dated, she thought so herself. But, there was always something off about him, and that's why she never completely gave herself up to him. She had gotten close a couple of times, though. Then he cheated on her... While she was upset, part of her wasn't surprised. Her parents were shocked, though. She didn't give them all the details - all they needed to know was that he cheated on her.

Duncan was not perfect in her parents eyes. Oh, he was far from perfect, from his thuggish looks to his awful attitude. True, she wasn't too charmed by that at first, but she realized soon that she should know better than to completely judge someone by their looks. His attitude drove her insane in the beginning. He slowly grew on her, just as she slowly grew on him.

She never told him, but their almost year-long separation really got to her. Yeah, she was able to continue to watch him while staying at Playa des Losers, but once they left... He was always in her mind, in her thoughts, in her dreams. She desperately wanted to see him, or even call him. Her inner-self rejoiced when he found her on Facebook. It was as if they had picked up right where they left off... But it wasn't enough.

A knock at the door brought her out of her thoughts. "Court?"

She smiled. She stepped forward and peeked her head through the side of the curtain. "Yeah?" she asked, looking at her boyfriend.

"Sleep lost," he simply told her, walking into the bathroom. He took off his shirt and threw it on the floor. "I'm joining you."

She smiled, shrugging. "Sounds like a plan." She watched him pull down his shorts and looked at his body. While his muscles weren't that huge, they were prominent. His arms were solid and firm. His chest was very toned, with his six-pack and his smooth lower stomach...

"So, babe, I've got a pickup line for you."

She snapped her head up, not realizing until then how hard she was staring at him. "Hmm?"

He knew she was staring at him. It wasn't like she hadn't seen him naked before. He didn't mind it too much, though. He stepped into the shower, also admiring the view that was in front of him. "Smile..." He made sure she began to smile, which only took a couple of seconds, before continuing, "If you wanna sleep with me."

Normally, her smile would falter and she would either roll her eyes or make some sort of comment. She couldn't help but giggle, though.

He chuckled and said, "Well, then..."

"I've got one for you."

An intrigued look popped up on his face. "Oh, really?"

She nodded. She leaned close to him, her fingertips resting on his chest. "I love every bone in my body... Especially yours."

He went from confused to shocked. She was already turning him on just by being wet and naked, and now she says this? "Ooh, baby," he growled, grabbing the back of her head and giving her a passionate kiss. She gasped against his kiss, not expecting that action. She soon melted into the kiss, as she shut her eyes and kissed him back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and wrapped her leg around his torso, causing the front of their bodies to be completely touching. They both opened their mouths, allowing them to further explore their mouths.

She could feel his member erect against her leg, and even higher. She slowly moved her hip, softly grinding it against his hip and member. He let out a moan, softly breaking the kiss. "Fuck," he breathed.

"Lay down," she softly told him, staring him dead in the eye.

Courtney rested her forehead against Duncan's, her breathing quite erratic. He looked up at his girlfriend, slowly but surely catching his breath. Her legs were still straddling his lap, her arms were resting on his shoulders. Sure, they were breathless after sex, but she seemed too worn out.

"Are you okay?" he murmured, his hands lightly massaging her waist.

She nodded. She smirked at him and jokingly muttered, "I haven't done this for a few days."

He chuckled, kissing her cheek. "I'm serious, babe."

"I know." She took a deep breath, letting out a few shaky breaths, and said, "I'm starving. I didn't mean to not eat today, I just... I was excited and terrified about this trip."

He nodded, wrapping his arms around her waist and keeping her close to him. He gently rubbed her back, closely watching her. Her stomach still shakily moved as she continued breathing. He quietly asked, "Do you wanna get out?"

She nodded. She held onto him as they slowly stood up. A tiny scream emitted from her mouth as she slipped. Thankfully, he tightened his grip around her so she wouldn't fall too much.

"You know what?" he said. "Let me grab a towel for you."

She nodded. "Okay."

He found a towel hanging near the counter and wrapped it around his waist. He saw Courtney's towel and handed it to here. "Here, babe."

She took the towel from him, smiling. As she wrapped it around herself, she said, "Thank you."

He nodded, leaning against the wall. "You bet." He tilted his head slightly, furrowing his eyebrows. "Oh, shit," he muttered, sprinting out of the room.

"Duncan!" Courtney exclaimed, her eyes wide.

"My parents are calling your phone! Where is it?"

"In my purse!"

She sighed in relief when he found her phone. She took a deep breath before stepping out of the shower. While keeping a hold of counters, walls, whatever she could reach, she made her way out of the bathroom. She was able to walk normally once she got out of the bathroom, albeit slowly. She saw Duncan sitting on their bed, staring out the window as he quietly talked on the phone. She joined him on the bed, but instead of sitting next to him, she laid on the bed behind him. She rested her head on her arm, mystically staring out the window. The view from their room was astonishingly beautiful, and she had no one but Duncan to thank for that.

Suddenly, Duncan leaned over and laid on the bed next to her. He turned towards her, smirking. Courtney smiled at her boyfriend and laid her head on his chest, wrapping her arm around him.

"Yeah, Court's right here..." He patted Courtney's back and said, "Ma says 'hello'."

"Tell her I said 'hello'," Courtney softly said.

"She says you can suck it." He laughed. "Of course she didn't say that... I'm serious. She actually likes you - Oh, Ma, gotta go. Court's folks are on the other line." He groaned, causing Courtney's curious expression to turn into a smirk. "Yeah, I love you... I have to go!" He switched the line and quickly handed the phone to his girlfriend.

"Hello?" Courtney asked.

"Courtney!" It was her Mom. "Where have you been?"

"I just got out of the shower," Courtney explained.

"Why didn't you call us when you go there?"

"Well, I was rather excited about being here, and then the check-in process took forever..."

"Well, at least you made it there safely. Your Father and I were really worried for a while here."

"I'm sorry. I'll make sure to call sooner next time."

"Of course. Are you and Duncan doing anything tonight?"

"I think we're going to go out to eat in a little while, but that's it," Courtney muttered, watching her boyfriend get off the bed.

"That sounds like fun. Well, I have to go, for your Father and I are heading out for the evening as well. You take care, and we love you."

"I love you, too. Bye."

Courtney hung up her phone, sighing. "I don't wanna get up," she murmured, watching her boyfriend change into some clothes.

Duncan chuckled, turning around. "And what should we do about that?"

"Baby, I just want to order room-service."

"Sounds like a plan, babe."