I Want A Kiss

Disclaimer: I don't own, I RE/\/T!
A/N: This is a(n early) birthday present for mah good friend Before the Sun Sets. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, VIX!

“What about this one?”

“Sure, hon. It’s gorgeous,” Collins sighed, looking out the shop window longingly. He and Angel had been in there for at least an hour, and Collins was getting extremely bored.

“Nah, I don’t think I like it.” Angel frowned, putting the skirt she had picked out back on its rack. With a sigh, she resumed her browsing, while Collins rubbed his forehead in annoyance.

He glanced at his watch and groaned. “Angel, you’ve been searching for... whatever it is you’re searching for, for two hours!”

“What’s your point?” Angel asked absentmindedly, completely lost in the never-ending racks of clothing. Collins closed his eyes and gave up; he knew that trying to talk to her was of no use at all while she was so immersed in her shopping. After a few more minutes, he spoke up again.

“I told you this morning - you should’ve brought Mimi,” he said grumpily.

“Well, I like being with you.” Angel stated, matter-of-factly, yet still barely paying any attention to their conversation.

“But when you’re shopping for clothes, Mimi’s better company.” Collins pointed out.

“But when I want a kiss, you’re better company,” Angel laughed, silencing Collins completely. She turned around, finally taking her mind off of the clothes all around her, and grinned as Collins opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish, obviously trying to come up with a suitable argument.

“Fine.” He finally said, crossing his arms and looking away. Angel rolled her eyes and put her arms around his neck, successfully achieving Collins’ attention.

“Like right now. Right now, I’d like a kiss. See, if Mimi was here, my wants wouldn’t be met, and I would be sad.” Angel said playfully, leaning her forehead against Collins’.

“Who says I’m going to kiss you?” Collins asked, already knowing that his battle was lost, but not willing to give up quite yet.

“I do.” Angel answered assuredly.

“Who says I’m going to listen to you?” Collins pushed.

“I do!” Angel replied, getting slightly irritated.

“But that’s not fair – someone else has to tell me to listen to you, because technically, taking your advice to listen to you would be listening to you.” Collins said, trying to be as confusing as possible. “And that would be breaking the rules.”

“What rules?” Angel whined, letting go of her lover and crossing her arms.

“The rules set down by logic.” Collins grinned.

“But logic isn’t a person!” Angel whined, no longer enjoying herself.

“Well, if you consider the countless gods and goddesses of knowledge – which is, in its own way, logic – then it is, in fact, a person.” Collins said, crossing his own arms.

“But... but... who says that they exist?” Angel asked, trying to turn the direction of the conversation around.

“An innumerable amount of people, my dear.” Collins beamed, looking at his lover with an extremely smug expression on his face.

“You don’t know everything, dear,” Angel frowned.

“Says who?”

“Says me!”

“Ask me anything. I can prove it.” Collins chuckled, enjoying himself.

“Okay... umm... how heavy is the largest octopus in the world?” Angel asked, looking quite proud of herself for thinking up such a challenging question.

“What?” Collins responded quizzically, an eyebrow raised. Angel stared at him, and this time, the smug grin was on her face. “Um, okay. It’s fifteen kilograms.” Collins concluded, still eyeing Angel quizzically. Her face fell and she frowned once more.

“How did you know that?” she groaned.

“How did you know that?” Collins asked, still in a slight shock.

“Never mind. I’ll give you another one. About how many millimetres a year does Mt. Everest increase in size?”

“Four.” Collins replied quickly.

“Damn! Uh... what is the proper name for the fear of the number thirteen?”

“Triskaidekaphobia.”

“Damn!” Angel rubbed her chin in thought. “What are the seven wonders of the ancient world?”

“The Great Pyramid of Giza, The Hanging Gardens of Babylon, The Statue of Zeus at Olympia, The Temple of Artemis at Ephesus, The Mausoleum at Halicarnassus, The Colossus of Rhodes and The Lighthouse of Alexandria.” Collins paused as Angel let out another “damn!” and began to think of another question. “Are you ready to give up yet?” he asked.

“No! When is the world expected to end?”

“December 21, 2012.” Collins answered, amused by Angel’s stubbornness.

“How do you know all this stuff, Collins?” Angel whined, annoyed.

“I told you – I know everything!”

“What are the only two man-made structures that can be seen from space?”

“The Pyramids of Giza and...” Collins faltered. “Uh oh.”

“Hah! I got you!” Angel beamed, clapping her hands in excitement.

“Wait, wait – it’s coming to me!” Collins said, biting his lip. He began walking around in small circles around Angel, looking down and tapping his head in thought.

“No it isn’t! I got you! Hah!” Angel laughed, jumping up and down as Collins circled her.

“The Great Wall of China?” Collins asked, knowing it wasn’t the right answer, but taking a guess anyways.

“Nope! I got you!” Angel squealed, attacking Collins with a hug.

“I can’t believe it!” Collins moaned, still wracking his brain for the right answer. “Wait – the Hoover Dam! That’s it!”

“Too late!” Angel grinned, grabbing Collins’ hands and wrapping them around her waist.

“You’re cruel,” Collins said, not being able to stop himself from smiling.

“You owe me a kiss. Now how is that cruel?” Angel giggled, tip-toeing her fingers up his chest.

Collins rolled his eyes. “‘The course of true love never did run smooth’,” he quoted, brushing his lips against Angel’s.

“Works with me,” Angel grinned, before kissing him passionately.

A/N: Mmkay, so that didn't turn out ANYTHING like it was originally supposed to be, but... Yeah. That's it. Pleeaaase review and... HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIIIIX!