World War Three ~~

"That isn't your fault Chris," Lucy said softly. "You wanted to save us. And you did. That's what really matters."
"Yeah!" Chris piped up. "Sorry about that, I really am."

"It's fine, it's not too bad!" Brandon said trying to make Chris feel a bit better.

"Let's just head home. Steven's probably there," Lucy pointed out. "Besides, I um, have somethings I need to do when we get there," she murmured, looking at Brandon.

"What do you need to do?" Brandon asked, noticing she was staring right at him.

"Just...never mind. Can we please go home?" Lucy begged.

"Tell meeeee," Brandon whined, acting 3 years old.

"I'll tell you when we get there," Lucy whispered sharply, trying to make him take a hint.

"Oh okay," Brandon said as they started walking back. Brandon took Chris' hand and Lucy picked Jayde up.

Finally they reached the house. (I'm stuck. ish.)

(Whatever)
Chris and Jayde were put to bed, April went out to try and find Steven. The two were alone.

"So what did you want to do Lucy?" Brandon asked walking into her room and keeping his voice down.
"Umm, well, I sort of wanted to talk."

"I get that," he giggled.

"This is going to sound really weird....um....okay. When we kissed, did you..." Lucy kept trailing off, nervous.

"Did I feel a spark?" He asked cautiously. She looked at him. "Yes, I did." Lucy smiled.

"I did too," she murmured. "Look, I'm really sorry I went in there in your place and everything, I just knew that I wouldn't be able to get you out and I wanted to be near Jayde and-" Lucy was cut off by Brandon's lips suddenly pushed against hers.

Lucy let him kiss her. She closed her eyes and let his soft lips stay on hers. She felt warm inside. Out of all the kisses she went through today, this one was different, and by far the best.

Finally breaking free, both were breathing heavy.
"Lucy, I, I love you," Brandon breathed, and in that moment, Lucy pulled him closer and continued to kiss him.

Lucy giggled between kisses and whispered, "I love you too,"

Neither of them wanted to stop, and both were scarcely breathing. Brandon's hands slowly traced up Lucy's spine. "Did any of the men in there treat you like this?"

She slowly shook her head, keeping her face on his.

Brandon's finger's slowly reached the middle of her back, and out of instinct, he unhooked Lucy's bra.

Lucy didn't stop him. She just played around with his hair, keeping with the rhythm of the kisses.

Suddenly, April opened the door.
"EW GROSS! Aren't you guys only like, fourteen?" She practically yelled. Lucy immediately broke away from the kisses.

"Where's Steven?" Lucy asked, changing the subject.

"Lucy, you're bra is ten feet away from you. Don't you dare try to change the subject," April commanded.