The Greatest Secret
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own iCarly
A/N: Yes, the Kiss episode is going to be twisted. Maybe, maybe not as much as the Money episode was. But there's really no way to fit the Kiss episode in this story if it's not twisted around a bit.
Chapter 95 (First Kisses)
It was now the middle of February, Freddie had finally celebrated his sixteenth birthday and received his driver's license. Sam was telling him how he'd now have to drive her places, Freddie teased her by saying that if she wasn't wounded, she'd be walking. Penalty for that was equal to Sam putting a dead fish in Freddie's locker.
Freddie decided to retaliate, but it was all fun and games to them. He handcuffed her to Gibby and ran. Sam decided to take the opportunity to scare the living daylights out of Gibby while chasing Freddie. Freddie ran all the way to Carly's apartment and locked the door. Carly looked over as Freddie smirked and walked forward. "I pulled a prank on Sam." Carly gasped and stood up, shocked that Freddie pulled a prank on her. Whatever it was, Carly learned from prior mistakes and knew she wasn't going to compliment Freddie on it. She did have to wonder what Freddie did to Sam.
"You pulled a prank on Sam?! What, are you tired of living?" Carly asked with a quick voice. "Why would you pull a prank on Sam?"
"Because she put a dead fish in my locker…" Freddie lifted his backpack and frowned. "Smell this." Carly chuckled and hit the backpack.
"No! I'm not smelling your fishy backpack." Freddie chuckled and set his backpack down. "So, what prank did you pull on Sam?" Just then, Carly's door opened slightly, but stopped at the chain lock. Freddie smirked when he looked over, she looked cute when she was angry, even when she was just faking. Sam was definitely a good actress, that much was for sure.
"Open the door!" Sam shouted as she banged on the door. Sam grabbed at the chain and pulled it out. She then slammed the door open and barged in, dragging Gibby along with her. Carly's eyebrows rose and she glanced over at Freddie, surprised to see that he had handcuffed Sam to Gibby.
"You handcuffed her to Gibby?"
"She put a dead fish in my locker!"
"Gibby's way worse than a dead fish!" Sam shouted out. Gibby frowned sadly and glanced at Sam.
"My mom thinks I'm awesome," Gibby said in his defense. The trio stared at Gibby in disbelief, they felt he should just be quiet in this circumstance. Sam ordered Freddie to give her the key, and soon everyone was running around trying to catch Freddie. Sam quickly grabbed Freddie's arm and twisted it behind his back, making sure not to hurt him too much.
"Where is the key?"
"In my front pants pocket, left side," Freddie said quickly. He smirked and hoped Sam would reach in. It was strategically placed. Sure, he could be a bit perverted every now and then. Sam could tell he had probably been planning something, so she smirked and looked at Carly.
"Get the key out of his pocket." Freddie paled and Carly started to reach, but she quickly cringed with disgust and pulled away. She didn't want to go anywhere near that. Freddie managed to get up and pull the key out, he unlocked Gibby and watched as the kid ran away screaming. Carly sighed and Sam pulled at Freddie's collar, glaring into his eyes. It was more of a passionate glare than a angered one. Freddie's was one that told Sam he wanted to kiss her tender lips more than anything during that moment. To keep the act, they made sure to continue their dispute.
"Come on, you put a dead fish in my locker and I handcuffed you to Gibby, we're even." Sam smirked and raised her eyebrow.
"I don't play to get even…mama plays to win." Sam released Freddie on the basis that the temptation to kiss him was becoming too strong. She started walking toward the door and turned around to face Freddie, continuing to back up. "I'm going to get you. May not be today, it may not be tomorrow, but I'm going to get you."
"I'm not scared." And he wasn't. After all, how could he be scared of Sam? Both he and Sam knew that he was physically stronger than she was. Just not in front of Carly or most other people. Alone, Freddie could pin her down perfectly. Whenever he did, he would always kiss those beautiful lips of hers. To him, they were the sweetest lips in the world, and they were all his to kiss. Sam turned around and raised her eyebrow, Carly couldn't tell that it was a seductive raise.
"Really?" She walked out of the room and Freddie wanted to chase after her. He figured for acting, he best just grab a bucket and make like he was going to puke. It was believable, since Carly thought he was going to puke into the bucket.
-NEW SCENE-
Freddie entered the studio the next day with a baseball bat, it was merely for show. Carly and Sam had gone to see a movie called The First Kiss, he personally thought it was going to be a lame movie. Carly raised her eyebrow curiously at the bat in Freddie's hand, she couldn't help but wonder what it was for.
"So what's the bat for, Freddie?" Carly asked. Freddie shrugged and pointed the bat to Sam.
"Nothing, as long as Sam keeps her distance." Sam was actually too tired to really try anything funny, so she just waved the situation off.
"Don't worry, I'm too tired to get you back tonight," Sam replied. Freddie shrugged and sat down next to the girls. He sighed and figured he'd ask them how they enjoyed the movie.
"So, how was The First Kiss?"
"Worst movie ever," Carly replied. Freddie figured they'd hate it. He chuckled and looked at Carly as if to say 'I told you so.'
"I told you guys that movie was going to be awful. I mean even the title was lame." He looked to Sam and smirked suggestively, he figured she must be thinking of their first kiss. He knew he was. Right in the studio, wrapped up in that warm blanket. The first time he ever tasted of lips sweeter than honey. Sam raised her eyebrows as Freddie closed his eyes and breathed out of his nose.
"Uh huh," Sam thought while eating a bite of popcorn. She looked to Carly and smiled, wondering if Carly ever kissed a guy yet. "So, who was yours?"
"My what?" She replied.
"Your first kiss, who was it with?"
"Sam!"
"What? We're all friends here." Sam looked to Freddie and moved the corner of her lips back. "Well, two friends and a coworker." Sam smirked and looked into Freddie's eyes, as if to say "You know what I mean." She was starting to get to the point where it seemed like Carly was mostly a coworker, there just wasn't enough of that trust to go around. "Who was your first kiss?"
"Okay…it was Ben Hoobsher." Freddie laughed once and Carly glanced over to see what was so funny. Sam couldn't help but laugh once herself, the guy's name seemed kind of funny.
"Nobody's last name is Hoobsher," Freddie said as he took a drink from a water bottle.
"Yes it is!" Carly smiled and put a piece of popcorn in her mouth. She spoke in a slight daze. It had been years since she actually even talked to the guy. "He kissed me under a kumquat tree and his lips tasted like potato salad." Freddie and Sam raised their eyebrows, they weren't sure just what to make of that experience. Sam chuckled and pat her leg once.
"My first kiss with Buddy Hinton at a cuttlefish concert," Sam stated. Freddie nearly spit out his drink, both he and Sam had hated that guy. "In a port-a-potty." He raised his eyebrow and chuckled, at least it wasn't even remotely as romantic as her actual first kiss was.
"Mm, so romantic," Freddie said with slight sarcasm in his voice. Sam shrugged and stood up, wondering if the market was open across the street. She asked if the strange guy out front was still around and grabbed the bat. It was times like that when Freddie hated for her to go outside. Strange people hung around out there late at night, people who could possibly cause harm for her. After Sam left, Freddie got up and moved toward his equipment.
"So, who was your first kiss?" Carly asked. Freddie raised his eyebrow and chuckled, he wasn't about to tell her the true answer to that. Of course, he needed to keep himself from falling into a daze. The more they talked about first kisses, the more he thought about that day with Sam.
"You don't need to know."
"I absolutely need to know!" Carly stood up and hurried over to Freddie. He shook his head and crossed his arms. "Well at least tell me her first name." He knew that wasn't going to be happening anytime soon.
"I haven't had my first kiss."
"Oh shut up."
"I'm serious, I've never kissed anyone." Carly frowned in surprise, she thought for sure Freddie might have kissed someone in his lifetime. A lot of people would make a big deal out of it if they knew this information.
-NEW SCENE-
"Freddie, I've thought of something fun!" Sam said as she entered his bedroom. Freddie looked up from his work desk and smiled as Sam sat in his lap and held her arms around his neck. "I want to ask if you think this is a good idea. What if…what if we say on iCarly that you haven't had your first kiss?" She knew people would probably tease Freddie, he knew it too, but they also know that it wouldn't bother him at all. Why should it? He'd kissed someone, plus it wasn't like it was anyone else's business to know.
"Hmm, well I could act all bothered by it, I guess," Freddie said while rubbing his chin. "You can reveal it, but then you should probably apologize on the iCarly after that." Sam gave a brief nod and started to lean back. Freddie placed his hand on her back right above her belt and smirked. "Don't fall."
"What? I've already fallen, fallen for you." Sam leaned forward and gently kissed Freddie's lips. She closed her eyes and let out a content sigh. Her eyes slowly opened and she gazed into Freddie's soft and gentle eyes. "I love you, Freddie."
"I love you. I also love how you made up that first kiss story, no bit of romance whatsoever." Sam laughed and nodded her head.
"Well I wouldn't have been able to think of a romantic first kiss without giving ours away. That was the most romantic first kiss that I could ever think of."
"I'm so glad you enjoyed it, I know I did."
"Yeah, all the way through that dumb movie, I just couldn't stop thinking about our kiss."
"It was a good moment." Sam nodded and looked toward the papers on Freddie's desk.
"So what are you working on?"
"Homework."
"Ooh!" Sam took the papers and leapt off of Freddie's lap, smirking at him.
"Sam, what are you doing?" Freddie stood up and smiled at his beautiful fiancé.
"I'm taking your homework." Sam stuffed it into her shirt and ran to the other side of the room. "Come get it."
"You don't think I can?" Freddie raised his eyebrow and Sam smirked lightly.
"I know you can't." In no time, Freddie had her between him and the wall, beside her was the bed. She laughed and landed on the bed, hoping to crawl away. Freddie quickly jumped onto the bed and landed next to her, draping his arm over her. "Heh, hi."
"Hey sweetie, looks like I caught you." Sam giggled as Freddie pressed himself against her and kissed her lips tenderly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss, not quite catching him slip his hand in and pull the homework out. He quickly moved off of the bed and shot her a daring smirk while holding the homework up. "I got it."
"Aw man!" Freddie laughed and Sam slowly stood up, he won that round. "I'll win next time, mark my words!"
"I don't doubt them. Now, I have to finish my homework, but I'll spend some time with you when I'm done. I only have a few more questions left."
"Okay, that sounds like a plan." Sam continued to lay on the bed while Freddie moved to his desk and began working.
"Uh Sam?" He looked over and saw Sam looking at him seductively. "You're distracting me." She smirked and Freddie gave a small sigh, he wasn't getting his homework done anytime soon.
I do hope you enjoyed that chapter, especially the little bit at the end. By the way, if you're thinking they did anything after this was cut off, I would say no since I didn't intend for them to, but leave it to your imagination. Perhaps they just made out a bit, perhaps Sam left so he could do his homework...Anyway, look forward to the next chapter, you should enjoy it ^_^. Chapter 98 is coming up soon...the end of iCarly, as it's called.