Authors Note: Well this is the chapter you all have been waiting for! Gendrya! I know I waited a while before actually writing a scene I just wanted to do it well! So without any further ado, Gendrya everybody!

They would reach Kings Landing in a week and Arya had to admit she was nervous. There was no logical reason to be nervous other than the Targaryen girl but that should be Gendry's problem, not her own.

Gendry. That night when Arya slept in Gendry's arms was the first night she had slept without a nightmare since leaving the protection of the Faceless Men. Arya was just glad Jon didn't beat Gendry to a pulp right then and there.

The ship had come upon a large wave but Arya didn't cave. The salty mist was a welcome feeling on her cheeks. Arya's hair started sticking to her face and freezing, so she decided it best to go below deck with the others.

When she entered the room, Arya saw the note that she assumed to have come from the raven that came an hour hence. Jon was the first to acknowledge her presence in the room for Gendry was deep in thought and Thoros seemed to have a habit of ignoring Arya.

"There is news from Lord Tyrion Arya. Queen Daenerys had reached Kings Landing with all three dragons and Ser Jorah Mormont." Jon explained.

Hearing Arya's name, Gendry finally looked up from the note. Arya was shocked Ser Jorah had dared to come at all. "Jorah, the slave trader? Is there not a bounty on his head for crimes to the crown?" she questioned.

"Yes, but that was under King Robert, not me." Gendry said. Arya wondered why Gendry always distanced himself from his father. Arya had not once heard Gendry refer to him as anything but 'King Robert'.

Nodding her head, Arya looked to Thoros who seemed quite displeased that Gendry had chosen to pardon Ser Mormont. Thoros got up and left the room after locking hos cold eyes to Arya's.

Considering the note once more, Arya's mind went back to the dragons, "Why would she bring all three unless she was planning on an extended stay. In which case, what in seven hell's does she want?" Arya asked.

Gendry looked at her with tired eyes, "I only wish I knew. This trip to Bravos is turning out to be a disaster." Gendry thoughtlessly commented.

That hit Arya like an Arrow to the chest. Not wanting to stay in Gendry's chamber, Arya ran into the general sleeping quarters and was thankful no one was there. She let herself sit by a window with a lit lantern and refused herself the tears wanting to come.

Arya had only been allowed a few minutes of solitude though, for there was a knock at the door, followed by Gendry asking her to open the door. Reluctantly, Arya went and unlatched it, stepping away from the door.

"Well, you at least let me in." Gendry tried to joke. Realizing his attempt was futile, Gendry began to say what he really came to, "Arya, I'm sorry. I didn't mean you. Finding you made the disaster's worth it." he tried to assure as she reached for Arya's hand, which she quickly pulled away.

All Arya wanted to do was hit Gendry for what he said as well as for lying to her about it. "No!" she yelled, "Don't lie to me! I was trained to in the art of deceit. If you hadn't found me, you're visit would have been four days at most and you would never have gotten sick, or shot. That was all my fault. So don't sugar coat it 'cause you think I'm weak!" she finished.

The look on Gendry's face was a mix of surprise, anger, and compassion all at once and Arya wished she would learn to shut her mouth. Gendry took a step closer and Arya put one foot back, almost ready to lunge.

"Listen to me Arya. You are wrong. I would have had multiple assassination attempts even if I hadn't found you. If we're being honest, I probably wouldn't even have survived them without you! Finding you, made me happy again. Do you hear me you stubborn girl? I searched for years! So yes, finding you outweighs Daenerys Targaryen moving in on Kings Landing!" Gendry yelled.

Arya was set back at first by his outburst but then she took a step forward to look closer at the man she broke. His eyes were wide with frustration and Gendry's breathing was heavy. His chest was heaving up and down without stopping.

Taking another step forward, Arya placed her hand on top of Gendry's heart in an attempt to calm his breathing. Though his chest stopped heaving under Arya's touch, Gendry's heart lept faster.

Gendry stepped closer, removing the space between them. Arya felt Gendry's thumb stroke her chin, slowly drawing their faces together. Before Arya processed what was happening, Gendry's mouth covered her own. Arya leaned into the kiss and Gendry picked up the signal, moving his hands around her back freely.

Suddenly, Gendry pulled away and stared at Arya. He looked as backwards as Arya felt. She started to say his name but Gendry only left the sleeping quarters. What on earth did she just do?

Gendry reached his quarters and barred the door, not wanting to be disturbed. Why the heck did he kiss Arya? Gendry knew it wouldn't go anywhere. He spent the entire week rationalizing why it wouldn't! So then why did he encourage?

Frustrated, Gendry fell back onto the his bed. The kiss had been short, but it did its work. Gendry found himself thinking of the way Arya's hand felt on his chest and had to remind himself that Arya wasn't his.

Arya wasn't his. That realization hurt a great deal more than it should. Gendry shouldn't feel anything for her! She tried to kill him! Arya was the one who pulled away when Gendry pursued her from the start!

She hadn't pulled away today, that was certain. Against his better judgement, Gendry started to think of ways he could keep Arya close to him. The only one that wouldn't make her seem like his whore was marriage. Arya getting married. Gendry knew she would never agree.

Why couldn't he be cursed to love and ugly maiden? The gods must be laughing at him. Gendry made a fist and punched his quilt.

The kiss was a stupid idea. It hadn't even been an idea it just happened! Gendry had every intention of apologizing and leaving Arya to mope. If only that had happened. then maybe Gendry could actually get a good nights sleep without longing for Arya to be in his arms

Tired of thinking, Gendry blew out the candle and begged sleep to come quickly.

Awwww poor Gendry! haha till next week! Leave nice reviews!