Disclaimer: All player and portrayers (c) themselves Based on the movie (c) Disney Lyrics (c) Shina Twain

When you kiss me

I know you miss me

And when you're with me

The world just goes away

The way you hold me

The way you show me

That you adore me

Oh, when you kiss me

            It had been a while, a long while at that. So much had happened in such a short period of time. The USA had defeated the Soviets and Fins for the gold, and he was MVP. She had gotten a high paying job, enough to support them both to where he could focus on hockey.            

            It was odd that such a day, when they finally saw each other, was so dreary. The sky cried darkly and heavily. And despite that fact she had stood for hours in it. Her hair was matted heavily to her shoulders and back, her clothes neatly clinging to her figure.

            So it was a rather funny way to meet. That was, of course, how the world work. You couldn't pick the weather, or the day, or the time for that matter, as it had been beautiful this morning. Being that it was funny, he couldn't help but laugh at her sopping wet form after he had kissed and hugged her.

            "Is there a reason why you're in the rain?" He questioned above the rain. She shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest. He laughed, walking into the house, not long after being followed by her.

            "That was a bit of a stupid thing to do," he murmured to her as she came out of their room, brush in hand, "Besides, you got me wet."

            "Like you weren't wet already," she laughed, pulling her hair back.

            "I wasn't as wet as you made me," he replied, pulling her onto the couch were he sat, now completely dry. She had thrown the brush lazily upon the coffee table at their feet.

            "Lovely piece of hard wear," she remarked, running his medal through her fingers, before laying it down next to her brush.

            "Of course," he grinned, "Wouldn't have brought back anything less." She mimicked his grin, sinking her still wet head into the couch and laying it upon his shoulder as well.

            "You're warm," she said sleepily after a moment, closing her eyes. He laughed, capturing her lips with his. And suddenly there had been nothing around them what so ever. It was only he and she, and they had embraced that without question.

            "Apparently," she smiled, as they pulled apart, "You missed me."

            "Apparently," he responded, "You did the same."

            "Perhaps," she laughed. They had both begun to space out, taking in every feature on the other. It was easy to tell that they had both adored each other. She lazily let her head fall on him again, only this time not on his shoulder. She could hear the steady, dull pounding of his heart.

            "I did miss you," she murmured suddenly, causing him to glance at her.

            "Me too," he ran his hand through her ponytail.

            "I love you," she said sleepily, drifting off at the same time.

            "I love you, too," he responded quietly, letting her fall asleep on him, before he did as well. It wouldn't have been strange for them to dream of each other, and as they had smiled dreamily at each other in the morning they were both sure the other had.

Another Mark one for you, go figure :3 Sorry if I went a little over board with the fluff, I got very into it. Eh, I've also become completely Beatles high...I blame it all on Paul. She did it, I swear. Yeah, anyway, I hope you enjoy it.

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-Piper Brandybuck