Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ First Attraction (Part Two of the Family Sagas) ❯ Part Two ( Chapter 2 )

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First Attraction, Part 2

Friday finally rolled around. Chris observed Victoria as she walked down the hall in front of him. He watched the gentle swing of her hips before mentally smacking himself for it. "Rule to self, do not stare at her," he muttered under his breath as he shoved his hands in the pockets of his navy khakis. His bright green tie had been loosened and a few buttons of his white dress shirt had been undone, despite the rules concerning on how to wear one's uniform.

Victoria could feel his eyes on her as she walked. Her blond hair was pulled back into a braid with a green ribbon. She turned her head slightly. He wasn't looking at her at the moment. She frowned and turned her head around again. "Baka girl, he's of no interest to you. He's just a pain in the ass," she said to herself.

"Did you say something, Vic?" Leigh asked as she turned to look at her friend.

"No, nothing at all," Victoria replied as she smiled brightly. Her eyes cast another quick look behind her in Chris' direction before looking forwards once again.

Leigh glanced behind her as well, only to see Chris looking back at her and Victoria. He looked away again. She turned her eyes back towards Victoria, puzzled. "Did I miss something? Victoria, why is Chris looking at you and why are you looking at him?"

Victoria's lips twitched. "No reason."

"Is it what happened yesterday?" Leigh asked curiously.

Prussian blue eyes snapped towards ice blue ones. "What do you mean?"

"I just heard from Dominic, who heard from Jonathon, that you physically attacked that braided baka behind us," Leigh replied, nodding her head in Chris' direction.

"He was being himself," Victoria snapped as she stole another look behind her.

"You mean an ass," Leigh remarked dryly.

"More than an ass, a jackass."

"To you, I think he's always been a jackass."

"And that's all he'll ever be," Victoria said shortly as she wrinkled her nose and went into the locker room for her phys Ed class.

Leigh rolled her eyes and sighed as she followed her in.

Chris could tell that Leigh and Victoria had been talking about him with the way that Victoria had been shooting looks over her shoulder at him. He went into the boys' locker room since he too had a phys Ed class with Leigh and Victoria. "This ought to be fun," he mumbled to himself.

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Victoria eyes followed him across the grass as they walked across the soccer field. That was today's class. Soccer. They trailed over the muscles in his legs all the way up to his broad shoulders. It was clear that he was not a boy any longer, but a man. He was too tall, too built, to be considered anything but. And he was handsome in a rugged sort of way. His braid didn't even look out of place as it trailed down the back of his bright blue shirt. He turned around and her eyes collided with his cobalt ones. They were so incredibly blue, his eyes. She yanked hers away, trying not to flush at being caught. "Stupid, stupid, stupid," she muttered at herself as she stood beside Leigh.

Chris felt a shock to his system as his eyes met her Prussian blue ones. They were almost the color of the china his mother had. He couldn't stop from letting his eyes involuntarily trek over her form in her white tee shirt and her red silk shorts. A burst of heat ran through his veins as he thought of what she looked like with just the towel and nothing else. He had noticed the beads of water sliding down her neck the other day, slipping down between the tantalizing cleavage barely exposed by the white towel. Part of him was now wishing that he followed those beads of water with his fingers or better yet, his mouth. He mentally smacked himself again. "What the hell am I doing?" he hissed under his breath as he turned his eyes away from her.

The game soon started, the both of them captains of the two teams. They were both highly skilled players and very competitive. The ball sailed over her head as he tried to get it past her and into the goal. It went into the woods.

Victoria propped her hands on her hips and glared at him. "You dope, you just kicked it into the woods."

"Well you shouldn't have missed it," Chris shot back.

"I couldn't well kick it three feet above my head!"

"Maybe you should learn!"

"Drop dead!"

"You first!"

"Miss Yuy, Mister Maxwell, why don't the both of you go look for the ball. Subs will come in for the two of you," sighed the instructor as he rolled his eyes.

Chris and Victoria glared at each other and trudged off into the woods that lined the school's property. He walked in front of her, letting branches come back.

She dodged several that almost slapped her in the face. Her eyes narrowed on his back as he walked in front of her. "Will you stop that!"

He looked over his shoulder at her. "Stop what?"

"The branches!"

"Sorry," he said sarcastically.

"Jerk," she hissed as she pushed past him and continued to look for the ball. "Where the hell is it? If you hadn't kicked it so hard, we would've found it by now!"

"Well if you had blocked it, we wouldn't have this problem now would we," he retorted as he followed her.

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"Don't tempt me," Victoria said snidely as she came to a ravine. She peered down the slope. "It's all the way down there," she sighed as she saw the ball resting on a pile of leaves.

"It was a pretty good kick if I do say so myself," Chris said with a grin.

"You're so conceited," she muttered as she looked over at him.

"And proud of it."

"You would be," she snorted as she rolled her eyes. "I guess I'll get the ball."

"You should, you were the one who missed it," he pointed out.

Victoria stuck her tongue out at him. "Fine." She took a step down the slope. She didn't count on the soil being loose, so she promptly lost her balance. Instinctively, she grabbed onto Chris' arm as she fell.

Chris, not expecting her to fall, was pulled forwards. He fell as well. "Dammit!" Twigs and other things dug into his back as the both of them slid down into the ravine. With a firm grip on her wrist, he managed to pull her over him, so he would take the brunt of the hard ground. He dug his heels into the ground, slowing down their descent into the steep ravine. They finally came to a halt at the bottom. He lay there, staring up at the canopy of trees overhead. He could feel her breathing against his neck. "Hey, are you all right?" he asked, breathing hard. His back felt like hell.

Victoria was still holding onto him. She could feel the steady rhythm of his heart against her chest. She nodded her head against his neck. She could feel the sweatiness of his skin through the thin cotton of her shirt. "I'm fine," she replied softly. "Are you?"

He closed his eyes and sighed. His arms were linked around her thin waist, splaying his fingers across her lower back. They ached to go lower. "As fine as anyone would be after sliding down a ravine."

She could still feel his arms securing her against him. It didn't feel bad at all. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For you know, making sure I didn't get hurt," she said as she leaned up a little to look into his face. Those eyes of his were centered on hers. It was unnerving and stimulating at the same time.

"It was nothing, princess," he replied quietly as he looked up at her, "It would be a shame to bruise that beautiful skin of yours." He already knew that her skin would be as soft as silk and taste absolutely heavenly against his tongue by just looking at her.

A soft blush rose to her cheeks from his obvious compliment.

A slight grin worked its way across his face. "I'm only stating the truth, Victoria. You are beautiful."

"You think I'm beautiful?"

"One of the prettiest girls I've ever known."

Her blush deepened a little as she looked away. Compliments on her looks embarrassed her. She never heard it from someone who genuinely meant it.

Chris could see the soft pink in her cheeks. He removed one hand from her back and brushed back a stray curl that had escaped from her French braid. The sunlight that crept through the canopy of trees, hit the lock between his fingers, making it look like rich gold.

Victoria returned her eyes to his. His gaze was very warm and very appreciative. It was unlike him to look at her like that. It made her blood heat up. Her skin tingled where his fingers were just barely touching her cheek. She couldn't tear her eyes away even if she wanted to.

The feel of her soft curves pressing down on him was almost more than he could stand. The thought of touching her lips was extremely tempting. He could see his reflection in the depths of her eyes. Those eyes of her, a guy could get lost in. And he was starting to lose himself in them. He moved his thumb and brushed it against her lips.

Her breath caught and she couldn't hide it. This was wholly unlike him. He never acted like this towards her and she had never given him reason to. "He's going to kiss me and I'm going to allow it. I know it."

"What am I doing? I can't believe I'm actually going to kiss her. But I want to, I so want to kiss her." He raised his head until his lips were an inch or two away from hers. Their noses touched. He could taste her breath on his lips.

Victoria's eyes slid closed and her breath held.

Chris could feel her melt into him. Her breath was making his lips burn.

A twig snapped, yanking them both out of their trance. She pushed herself away from him as Leigh came into view at the top of the ravine. "Hey, you two down there, did you find the ball or did you two try to kill each other instead?" she yelled.

"She slipped and pulled me down," Chris replied as he sat up. "If she had watched what she was doing."

Victoria's eyes narrowed a little. "Well if you hadn't stood so close to the edge, maybe I wouldn't have dragged you down here with me."

"You were the one who insisted to get the ball," he snapped back as he stood. He tapped the ball with his shoe.

"You were the one who kicked it, you baka," she retorted sharply as she kicked the ball away from him.

Leigh sighed and shook her long raven hair. "Honestly you two, you think you could get along for ten minutes?"

They both looked at each other for a moment, assessing each other carefully. "NO!" they yelled back at her.

With a roll of her ice blue eyes, Leigh snorted in disgust. "Just throw the ball back up here."

"No problem," Chris said as he picked it up and threw it up towards her. He looked back at Victoria, who wasn't even looking at him now. He didn't blame her. He couldn't look her in the eye either after what he almost did. "Ladies first," he said mockingly as he bowed and gestured up the hill.

"Go to hell," Victoria hissed as she turned her nose up in the air. Inside, she was burning with mortification. "You almost let him kiss you! You wanted that braided baka to kiss you! You stupid girl, what the hell were you thinking!"

He followed up after here, muttering in German about his actions. "You're such a dope Maxwell. What were you thinking? She's Victoria Yuy, for crying out loud! She's been a thorn in your side since childhood! You were going to kiss her and you were going to like it! You dumbass, what the hell you think you have Julia for?" "Good point," he breathed finally as he reached the top.

The first time is always forgivable, the second time is not, but what about a third…