A/N Ok, first of all, I ship K/D so hard... I mean, really hard. They're just so perfect to each other... honestly, their chemistry is something unbelievable! I really want to see them becoming a couple this season two. AT LEAST ONE KISS!

Anyway, this my first attempt on writing a fanfic, and I decided to take a different perspective from the other fanfics around here. I don't want to spend my time writing season one storyline, or yet, writing chapters where they are going to discover their attraction. My fanfic is starting on the point where they've already accepted that attraction, but no one of them is ready to release it. Not yet.

Jimmy is already included, but I intend to use him in only one or two chapters. He's not going to be a fixed character.
Plus, I apologize if some dialogues don't appear that cohesive - I mean, I'll have difficulties at writing Derek words. But I'll use a lot of 'darling', so I think that already helps. lol.

If I decide keep going on with this fanfic, probably it'll have a chapter under M rating.

Anyway.
One more thing - this first chapter has a particulary writing layout, but it won't be like that on the next ones. So don't worries, this is just the way that I think it's the easiest to start my fanfic.

Now,

Ratings/reviews are always aprecciated ;)

"Rehearsals were going perfectly good. There is a month left until Bombshell hit Broadway. Even with all those happenings, like Michel getting out from the playing and Eileen getting crazy with all the bad publicity and rumours around Ivy's attempted suicide, things were fine.
Jimmy is the new guy on the role of Joe DiMaggio."

Saturday morning
derek's apartment

He could still feel the last night's hangover in every single part of his body. It's not like he has never felt something like that before - of course he has. The problem is, this time, he knew some aspirin wouldn't take away his pain.

He couldn't even describe what he was feeling - was it pain? Literally?

This was indescribable. He was in the middle of a fight with his own mind and body, unable to move out of his bed. But not because he couldn't - he didn't want to. Not after last night's happenings.

Friday morning
rehearsals

"Oh my gosh Karen, what's the matter with you?" Jessica appeared on the dressing room's door, while Karen, sitting on the floor, was trying to learn two new songs recently added in Bombshell.

Sitting by Karen's side, Jessica didn't wait Karen's answer.

"Everyone is talking... Jimmy has been trying to approach and you're simply ignoring him... Can't you see, the way he looks at you? Are you blind or what?"

"No he's not. And you, guys, should stop talking about me! I don't want a relationship right now. I just, I don't need it. I'm okay."
Well, that was a lie. Karen has been feeling really lonely since her breaking up with Dev. And that happend three months ago.
Not that she's starting to regret it - cheating is something forgivable; hardly, but forgivable. But Dev, he'd proposed her after cheating her with Ivy. That's something that she doesn't have the nerves enough to forgive.

The fact is, she could really try jumping on a new relationship or jumping on an one-night stand routine. Options were never her problem.

Derek Wills. He was her problem. In the past three months, he's been showing a side that she's well aware that not everybody knows. Actually, probably no one knows. He's been, surprisingly, her safe harbor.
Their talking before an opening has become a routine. Sometimes it takes a bit longer, sometimes it's faster. But it seems like these little talkings before she step in the stage is the only time when they're honest to each other. And as always, the conversation just goes naturally.

And they are not even that close. But there's something more, something beyond words that's always there. On the rehearsals, while directing her, everytime he comes close, everytime he touches her, it feels like sparks are released throughout her body and she just can't ignore it.

She's going crazy. Crazy for this man. She can feel the attraction, she can feel like if he was the wax and she was the flame. But it was the same thing for him?
Was he feeling in the same way as she was?
Well, this is a question she would love to know the answer.

Friday noon
rehearsals

"...and Derek got really mad at me. I can't understand how I missed the timing." Jimmy was taking off his shoes slowly, watching and analyzing every inche of Karen's body, well aware that she wasn't listening what he was saying.

And it was truth. She was putting her stuff on her backpack, lost in her thoughts. She just couldn't stop thinking about her early talking with Jessica, that made her deepest feelings finally get some space on her mind.
The idea of moving on with a new love interest made her consider all the past three months. And she just denied this possibility. She denied this possibility because the only person she really wanted was Derek Wills - it was the first time she ignored her prejudices and insecurities to be honest with herself. She admitted for the first time, in thoughts, that she was feeling something for her director.

Karen just closed her eyes, and all she could see was his face. How can someone be so charming, so handsome? And if that wasn't enough, he had to have that deep voice, that sexy accent... Damn.

"...Karen? Would you have lunch with me?"

Suddenly she opened her eyes, and reality hit her as a car. She realized that she was acting like a teenager girl, stalking the prettiest guy in the college. And as every teenager's lovestory, the guy doesn't even care for the girl. That was exactly her sittuation.

Derek Wills... he's Derek Wills. A womanizer. The dark lord. He can't love, he doesn't act with his heart - everything he does has a meaning, has a reason.

He has been sweet with her, but just because that's exactly what she needs. He knows that she works like that, being cuddled. She's so stupid.

She had to forget him. It was a mistake. She doesn't need more suffering - she needs a relationship (more than never) where she can feel safe, feel that she's loved because of what she is, not what her body is. And she is well aware that Derek isn't a relationships guy. With him, it's all about sex.

"...Karen! Are you listening to me?"

Jimmy. He was the way. Of course she could only think about Derek, she wasn't allowing herself to meet anyone else. She had to give the guy an opportunity. An opportunity to herself.

Friday night
rehearsals

Rehearsal finally ends, and everyone is going out the theater. Bobby, Sue and Jessica are saying their goodbyes, seeing that Karen and Jimmy have not intentions to get out with them.

They've been talking during breaks, during lunch. Actually, they've been talking all day long.

Jimmy isn't the traditional gentleman guy. But he's funny, and really handsome. Karen had never stopped to pay attention on how strong are his face and body's lines.

Not that suddenly she forgot her attraction with Derek. But surprisingly things with Jimmy were fine, and she was decided to take this opportunity with all her strength. She wouldn't be the naive girl anymore, waiting Derek suddenly fall in love with her and change his womanizing ways.

Talking with herself in thoughts, she had lost Jimmy's approach, and when she realized, their lips were only a few inches apart.

And they kissed. Just like that. He wasn't a great kisser, but she was fine with that. Three months deprived of any human contact like that, she couldn't complain. She just let her body take control, and do the rest.

Friday night
rehearsals

What Karen and Jimmy didn't know, was that there was one person still on the theater.

Derek was finishing his notes when he heard sounds coming from backstage. It seemed to be a conversation sound.

He tried to approach, listening some random phrases. He recognized that voice. It was Karen's voice. But she was not alone.

There was a man with her. He couldn't recognize who, but that voice totally describes a man's voice.

He went downstairs, carefully to didn't be note. Everything happend so fast. He had just recognized the guy, Jimmy, when suddenly the conversation stopped and they were kissing. Wait, kissing? Derek couldn't belive. How could Karen be with someone else so fast? She had just be cheated, for god's sake!

He couldn't take any longer. He had to get out there. For some reason, he just couldn't stand seeing Karen kissing someone. But wait, what was that? She was a grown woman, and yes, she could kiss whoever she wants.

A bar. He needed a bar. Desperately. Only alcohol would make him feel better.
Why he was feeling that hurt? He didn't know. But one thing was pretty clear to him: he felt something strong for her. He was jealous of her.