A/N: . . . was trying for a 100-word drabble. It's not, but I rather like it anyway. ^_^;; Um, yeah . . . shounen ai.

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"First and Last and In-Between"

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They were twelve years old and it was their first real kiss.

Theirs lips mashed tightly, clumsily, naively, both with no clue what they were doing but both too stubborn to give up on the idea that easily. Both trying to be the dominant out of instinct but at the same time both more suited to being the passive out of inexperience. Teeth clacking, too much saliva, tongues too forceful, and all in all, it barely even classified as a proper kiss. It was more like they were trying to eat each other's faces, but the tongue is not a delicacy unless properly prepared.

The darker had started it, but the lighter broke it out of need for air, and they pressed their foreheads together, gasping for breath and shaking from knees to shoulders, limbs tangled around each other. Children still, clumsy and scared of what they'd just done, what they'd just felt.

"Dammit," the darker muttered. "We're such idiots."

"She's gonna kill us!" the lighter wailed, grimacing as he thought of their cell's third member and the reaction he could already anticipate.

"We don't have to tell her. We don't have to tell anybody," the darker growled. "It's none of their business."

"Yeah . . . No one else has to know," the lighter agreed after a moment, uncharacteristically quiet. "They'd freaking crucify us anyway."

They were twelve years old and it was their first real kiss.

It wasn't the last, either, but even now, when they were older and enemies, the darker still thought of it every time that they met.

The lighter, on the other hand, always thought of the last.

It had been wet, and past midnight, and the darker had been running away. And he'd crashed into the lighter, and they'd looked at each other and both KNOWN. And they'd fallen into each other once more time, because both knew that whatever they'd had was already beyond repair.

It had been hot and wet and hungry and an absolute and undeniable goodbye kiss. The instant they'd broken it, the darker was gone. He always had been the faster one.

Older now. Older and enemies and facing each other again and trying to kill each other again.

And everything else aside, Jiraiya just wants Orochimaru to kiss him again.

Orochimaru would if he could.

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. : these are the memories that we made : .