Disclaimer: I disclaim, I do not own iCarly.

"Hey Carly."

Carly whirled around, her finger pointing at the startled Wendy. "You!"

Wendy took a step back, holding her hands up defensively, "Uh, what's going on?"

Sam grinned in the background, leaning against her locker. Carly's eyes narrowed, "I'm onto you Wendy."

Wendy smiled nervously, "Um, what are you talking about?"

Carly nodded knowingly, "You said all that stuff about me and Sam sleeping together because you wanted Sam and me to be sleeping together!"

Wendy's brow furrowed, "Uh...what?"

Sam pushed herself off her locker, walking over, "C'mon, cut the chiz Wendy. We know you want us to be doin' the dirty."

Wendy drew herself up, her lips tightening, "So? I think you two are cute together." Her voice faltered as Carly and Sam advanced on her, "There's nothing wrong with that..." She finished weakly, stepping back. Sam looked at Carly, smirking, Carly returning the look.

Wendy jumped at the sound of Sam's knuckles cracking, "Guys? I'm sorry...?"

Carly straightened, stopping her advance, "Oh, no, it's okay. Actually we wanted to thank you. Um, I wanted to thank you. You really opened my eyes."

Wendy's mouth dropped open, her eyes going wide, "Then you guys are...?"

Sam glanced at Carly, shrugging, "Yeah, pretty much."

Wendy's hand flew to her mouth, her eyes tearing up. "Um... Wendy?" Asked Carly uncertainly.

"So...cute..." Gasped Wendy, rushing away.

Sam shook her head, smiling. "Girl needs a life."

Carly nodded sympathetically. "Agreed."

Sam turned to Carly, a smile creeping across her face. "So we're...?"

Carly raised her eyebrows, "What? Going out? You bet!" A grin stole across her face, "And you know what that means?"

Sam grinned, "I think I can guess."

Carly rolled her eyes, "Apart from that. It means that you have to take me on a date!"

Sam's face fell, growing pensive. "Oh. Right. I didn't think of that. Huh, I'm gonna need some cash." Sam looked up, "Where's Fredbag?"

Carly giggled, "No borrowing off Freddie!"

The bell rang harshly, scattering the horde of children until the halls were empty. Sam grabbed Carly's wrist, stopping the brunette as she turned to go to class. She drew the taller girl to her, giving her a light, lingering kiss in the empty hall before letting her go and rushing away, "See you at lunch Cupcake!"

Carly let out a long breath, saying softly, "Yeah, see you at lunch."

"I got it." Carly looked up from her lunch at Sam, the blonde girl smacking her hand on the table for emphasis.

"Got what?"

Sam slid into her seat, a grin on her face. "You and me, tonight."

Freddie leant forward, opening his mouth eagerly. Sam put her hand up, not taking even taking her eyes off Carly. "No."

Carly took a sip of her water, swirling the cool liquid around her mouth. "Really? I didn't think you'd actually do it."

Sam shrugged, scratching her head, "Actually, I'm a little surprised too. But I found this list in my locker of places to take you. Some of them were pretty good."

Carly's eyebrows furrowed. "A list?"

They turned simultaneously to see Wendy staring at them from across the room, her eyes shining, hands held to her mouth. They shuddered. "Okay, something ain't right with that girl." Said Sam, picking at Carly's lunch.

Carly nodded, pausing, "Is she still looking?"

Sam peered across the room. "I... I don't think she's even blinking." Sam shook her head, turning resolutely away from Wendy's gaze, focusing on Carly. "But tonight. You, me, not dorkwad."

"Ta da!" Sam gestured grandly.

Carly's eyes darted from side to side, taking in the large room. "Where... are we?"

Sam grinned, "Laser tag!" She grabbed Carly's hand, tugging her forward into the flashing room. "C'mon, it's gonna be awesome!"

Carly followed reluctantly, a smile on her face, enjoying the warmth of Sam's hand. She wasn't sure about laser tag, but if Sam was this happy, she was going to try.

"Ugh, I think those lights gave me a headache." Carly rubbed her temples, grimacing.

Sam grabbed a French fry, cramming it in her mouth. "Yeah, they get a little trippy after a bit." Her brow furrowed. "But you had fun right?"

Carly laughed. "It's okay, I had a blast. Speaking of blast... I didn't know you could move like that!"

Sam grinned. "Mama's got moves. So..." She moved her hand over to Carly's, running her fingers over the back of the brunette's hand. "Did I do good?"

"Yeah, you did great."

"So... that means I don't have to do it again, right?"

Carly rolled her eyes. "Not for a while. So where to now? Since we're all outta fries." She turned the container upside down playfully, grinning.

Sam smirked. "Back to your place?"

Carly slapped Sam's hand lightly, laughing. "You're worse than a guy!"

"Do you want me to stop?" Teased Sam, touching Carly's knee under the table.

Carly's breath hitched. "I think we should go to the apartment."

It was a short walk back from the Groovy Smoothie, both girls taking their time, enjoying the mild night air. Sam stopped to get a hotdog on the way, Carly rolling her eyes at her friends predictable behaviour. Carly was yawning as they stopped outside her apartment door, Sam licking her fingers, savouring the sweet taste of hotdog on them.

"Looks like Spencer's in bed already." Mused Carly, closing the door behind her and Sam.

"Good." Sam turned to Carly, sliding her hands around the brunette's waist and pressing her back against the door. Her lips found Carly's in a long kiss, stealing their breath. Sam pulled back, sighing contentedly. "I've been wanting to do that all night."

Sam turned, crossing the apartment to the fridge. "I'm gonna have your rootbeer, okay?"

Carly swallowed hard, the taste of Sam still on her lips. She stirred herself into action, moving the couch and sitting down heavily. "Hey, can you grab me a Peppy Cola?"

"Sure."

Carly squeaked as a cold object thudded against her. "Sam! Don't throw things at people!"

Sam looked down, finger circling the lip of her rootbeer. "Sorry. I thought you were looking."

Carly rubbed her arm, glaring at the can of cola. "Obviously not." She picked it up, sitting it on the coffee table.

Sam slumped down beside her, "Forgive me?"

Carly transferred her glare to Sam. "No."

Sam leaned forward, dropping a light kiss on the brunette's lips. "How about now? Better?"

A smile flickered across Carly's face. "No."

Sam set her rootbeer down, turning sideways to face Carly completely. She kissed the taller girl again, increasing the intensity but keeping it soft and slow. "Now?"

A smile tugged at the corner of Carly's mouth. "Maybe."

Sam grinned, moving her face to the other girl's again. Carly met her midway this time, their lips crashing together in a heated kiss. Carly felt a deep throb start in her, stirred by Sam's sensual kisses. She was amazed at the softness of Sam's kisses, the way the blonde girl's lips caressed hers so gently. It was so much different from what she'd expected, not taking anything, not leading anywhere. But of course, Sam had no experience. It was Carly who was going to have to lead here. The idea amused Carly, her actually being more daring than Sam? Especially in this area? It seemed ridiculous. But at time same time, she found the idea of... instructing Sam, extremely pleasing.

The brunette deepened the kiss, moving her tongue to caress the smaller girl's. Sam exhaled sharply before returning the caress, exploring Carly's mouth tentatively. Carly raised her eyebrows in surprise, a thrill running through her. She felt the insistent throb in her grow stronger, and she found herself starting to lean on the blonde girl, pushing her back onto the couch. Sam's skin was warm to Carly's touch, the brunette's hand snaking up Sam's t-shirt to find a breast, cupping it gently. Sam moaned softly into Carly's mouth, arching under her touch. Carly smiled slightly, feeling the blonde girl's nipple harden, even through her bra. She flicked her thumb over it, Sam jerking in response. "Holy chiz," She gasped, breaking away from the kiss for a moment. Both girls were panting, faces flushed, and Carly hesitated, unsure whether to take it further. But she couldn't fight her own urges, trailing her hand down over the front of Sam's pants. Sam's hands tightened on Carly, the blonde girl's breath hitching as Carly rubbed lightly.

"Unh, C-carly...I-" Sam swallowed a moan, her hips pushing against Carly's hand. Carly dropped a soft kiss on the blonde girl's neck, rubbing harder between Sam's legs and making her squeak. Sam's eyes rolled back in her head. "Oh God, please Carls, p-please?" Sam panted, her hips pushing more urgently into Carly's hand. The brunette kissed Sam's neck again before moving her hand back.

Carly sat back, sighing, "I- I can't."

Sam's breath calmed, her body still throbbing. She sat up beside Carly, running a hand through her hair. "O-okay."

Carly leaned over, kissing the smaller girl forcefully, lingering afterwards. "I'm sorry." She said quietly, giving the blonde another soft kiss.

"It's... it's okay. I just- wow." Sam licked her lips. "I never..."

Carly nodded. "I know. I just... I want it to be special." Carly groaned, putting a hand to her forehead. "It sounds so cliché."

A smile quirked Sam's lips. "No, I get it. I do." Sam's brow furrowed, a worried expression crossing her face. "We can keep doing that though right? I like that."

Carly laughed. "Yeah, we can keep doing that. But..." She drew the word out, standing and taking Sam's hand. "We should go to bed."

"Okay. Just... just give me a minute, 'kay? I need a drink."

Carly raised an eyebrow.

"Of water."

"C'mere." Carly drew Sam into a hug, wrapping her arms around the smaller girl tightly. "See you in bed."

Sam smiled softly. "Yeah."

A/N: Yeah, this story isn't going to go for that long. I'm having a real hard time writing it, and I'm just not feeling it. I think it's about time to wrap it up and move on.

But still, review! Maybe you can change my mind, if you like it.