Hey guys, its my first Ben 10: AF fanfiction! I kinda just got bored, and decided that im going to do a whole little alphabet thing for my favourite pairing - Gwen & Kevin ! They're so sweet together. Anyway, i want you guys to read (and enjoy) theeeen i would enjoy it if you reviewed (: And also if you had a couple of suggestions! That would be great.

ART

It was a surprise, walking into the garage and not seeing Kevin there. I guess I'd just grown accustom to seeing him drooling over his pride and joy all the time.

"Kevin?" I called out loud, wandering slowly around the room. It was a wreck. Cans of soda were lying all around decorating the floor and shelves, with the odd pieces of machinery and tools occasionally littering what should be a clean, empty space.

"Gwen?" I heard Kevin's far off voice ask in surprise, followed by a scrambling sound.

"Where are you?" I asked, curious as to where he could be. Why wasn't he with his car? Waiting for a reply, I started gathering all the rubbish together in a pile so I could carry it off to a bin.

"Uhh… nowhere!" He said distractedly, his voice was full of… worry?

"Kevin, what's going on?" I asked as I picked up a tube of red paint. What did he need red paint for? I gave up attempting to clean his mess, and started following the direction his voice came from. It came to a wall. "Where are you?"

"Just go away!" He said exasperatedly, followed by more intense scrambling sounds. He was definitely behind this wall. Impatience took over me, when I realized there was a small latch on the wall. Pulling on it, a well concealed door swung inwards.

"Kevin? Don't you tell me to go away!" I said angrily, barging into the room, but I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw it.

He was stuffing a bunch of paper and paint into a cupboard, but that wasn't what shocked me. On the desk next to him, there was a large piece of paper, with many others crumpled around it. Kevin whirled around and looked at me with surprise, before attempting to cover up the paper.

"Don't look!" He screamed, trying to turn me around and push me out the door.

"Art?" I mused with shock, pushing past Kevin.

"No!" He said indignantly, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand, obviously embarrassed at being caught.

The piece of paper had a roughly drawn picture of a girl, her expression knowing, but sweet. Her hair had been painted in a deep red, her eyes a sparkling green, with splats of paint on the edges where someone had panicked and tried to cover it up.

"…Me?" I whispered in shock, picking up the picture and looking at it more closely.

"I told you not to look," he murmured, looking intensely at the ground.

"It's perfect," I smiled at him, wrapping my arms around him.

"You really think so?" he looked down at me, surprise evident in his voice and face.

"No. I know so," His eyes lit up at hearing that, and he hugged me back.

"So… you don't think its creepy or anything?" He asked worriedly, and I gave a little laugh.

"No, I think it's sweet."

"Good," relief saturated his voice.

We walked back out to the garage, and he set to work on his car as usual.

"So why'd you do it?" I asked innocently, smiling when his body stiffened and he rolled out from under the car.

"Because I can," He replied simply, scooting back under before reappearing seconds later, his expression fearful.

"Just don't tell Ben."