This is my first attempt at an Inception fanfic. It's post-movie...I don't think this is going to be long, I'm thinking maybe a three parter. So let me know what you think of it! I absolutely loved Arthur, and Ariadne was so awesome. They make such a cute couple! I called it from the beginning...(well at least when they first met) haha!

I don't own Inception...I wish I did cuz then I'd have such a brilliant mind and I wouldn't be writing fanfics...since I don't own Inception, I am here writing now...enjoy!

She watches as he makes his way through the immigration checkpoint, glad to see that he made it through without any problems. She is happy for him, happy that he can go be with his children. So much time and hard work was spent for him to get to this point, and now he can go and be with them.

She makes her way through immigration. Her passport handed to her. She smiles and walks out to the gate, knowing that this could very well be the last time she sees any of them. She makes it to baggage claim, grabbing her suitcase and hauling it with her to the nearest bench.

She has absolutely no idea what she's going to do next. She could buy a ticket for the next flight to Paris, or she could stay in Los Angeles for a few days, she could afford it now. Finishing this job allowed her to get paid quiet a lot of money, and she could very well stay and do tourist-y things.

She sighs and looks up. She sees him there, glancing at her from a distance. The looks they're sharing are ones that are beyond platonic. Their eyes meet through the thick crowd. She's not sure if it's ok for them to be staring at each other, Cobb never said if it was ok to stay with each other or even be around each other after the job.

Their gazes and stares are obvious to only them. The busy crowd of people are oblivious to the young people. Their eyes have kept contact for more than a minute. And for a moment it feels like it's only them. The people surrounding them seem to disappear. She wants so much to run to him, to talk to him. She doesn't want to leave him. They have barely known each other, but she feels so complete when he's around. She feels as if she knows him.

The job is finished. She knows that. She knows she has to leave. They must each go their separate ways and forget about each other. Just the thought of that breaks her heart. As she begins to slowly turn away she feels time slow down. Suddenly the noisy airport isn't so noisy. She watches him curiously, hoping that he would make the first move. She doesn't want to tear her gaze away from him, but she might just have to do that.

Suddenly he drops his bags. Her heart leaps in her chest as she watches him. Quickly he rushes to her, weaving through the thick crowd, that minutes ago wasn't there to them. She is smiling now. She can't believe that he's making his way over to her. This is what she wanted, and suddenly she's nervous. She doesn't know what to do. So she just stands there.

Finally, after what seems like hours, he reaches her and she quickly grabs both of his hands, lacing their fingers together. Both of them realize that this isn't the end, but it's just the beginning. The beginning of…well they're not quite sure yet.

"Ariadne, do you want to get dinner?" Arthur asked, watching her intently.

Ariadne was nervous. She never really had long lasting boyfriends, she hadn't even been asked out much. She had a few boyfriends, but it always ended up that their education got in the way of the relationship, so they'd end it.

"Yes. Where do you plan on taking me?" She asked, smiling up at him.

"Well why don't we go find a hotel and get settled, cleaned up, and changed. Then we can figure out dinner details later." Arthur suggested.

"Is it ok for us to be together. I mean after…you know? Cobb never said anything about it, but I just don't want people to get too suspicious or something." Ariadne asked.

Arthur chuckled. "No, it's fine. We've never really had any rules, unless we felt that it was a dangerous situation. I think we'll be fine. Look, Eames and Yusuf are over there. I think we'll be ok. Just as long as we don't go out in a big group, separating into small groups should be fine."

"Alright. So where's this hotel you're taking me to?" Ariadne asked as they walked out of the airport, calling for a taxi.

When they arrived at the hotel Ariadne gaped at the beauty of it. It was huge and according to Arthur, it was one of the best hotel's in L.A.

"Can you afford this?" Ariadne asked, breathlessly, forgetting that they had just got paid a large sum.

Arthur chuckled again. "Yes. And don't worry about paying for you, I'll handle that."

"No. I can pay for mine, I mean I don't want you to have to pay for me."

"It's alright really." Arthur assured her.

"Alright, but I get to pay for dinner then." She reasoned.

"Fine." Arthur agreed, grabbing her bags and leading her into the hotel. He quickly asked for two rooms, only to find that there was only one room left. He sighed and turned to Ariadne.

"What do you want to do?" He asked her, feeling a bit nervous.

"Well we could share a room, I don't see the problem in that. We've slept in the same room before after all." Ariadne reasoned remembering all the times they had shared dreams and were asleep next to each other.

"You sure?" Arthur asked uncertain.

"Yes, of course. We could always find another hotel if you wanted." She silently hoped that he would agree to share a room, she would feel more comfortable that way anyways.

"Alright. We'll take the room. Two beds." Arthur turned to the receptionist.

"I'm sorry, but we only have a king sized bed in that room." She told him apologetically. He sighed again and turned to Ariadne who nodded at him, biting her lip nervously.

"We'll take it." He said, handing her his card. She quickly rang him up and gave him their keys.

"Sixth floor, room 618." The receptionist told them happily.

"I'm sorry about that." He apologized to her.

"Don't worry about it, it's ok. Really." She was excited actually. Getting to spend time with Arthur, sharing a bed with him. In reality she was grateful that this misfortune happened to them.

"Well then, we'll have to share a bathroom. You can take it first. Go clean up." Arthur told her as they entered the room.

It was a beautiful room, painted dark brown with oak desks and cabinets. The bed was huge, the comforter also a brown color. The TV was set up right in front of the bed, and their mini fridge was stocked with all kinds of snacks and drinks.

Ariadne took in the room, her eyes widening as she looked at everything. She had never been able to stay at a hotel this nice before. She definitely couldn't afford it. Arthur watched her, amused, but admiring her beauty and grace as she slowly made her way around the room. Her hand running along the soft fabric of the comforter.

"Wow. This is…it's so beautiful." She said quietly, more to herself than to Arthur.

Arthur smirked. "Yeah, it is." He replied, talking about her more than the room.

"So, uh, I'm gonna go take a shower and change. I won't be long so you can get in." She replied, taking her bag from Arthur and setting it on the left side of the bed, quickly unzipping it and pulling out a change of clothes. He watched her and grinned as she pulled out a scarf.

"Ok. Take your time. No rush. We don't have to be anywhere on time."

Ariadne laughed. "Yeah true. But I don't want to be long." She closed the door behind her and locked it.

Arthur sighed and sat on the bed. This was going to be interesting. Sure he liked her, he liked her a lot. He couldn't deny the attraction he felt for her from the beginning. The moment she walked in, he could tell she was different. She was smart, she picked up on things fast. He loved the way she smiled and asked so many questions, obviously hungry to learn.

He remembered when she experienced her first death in a dream. She was so scared, but he was quickly at her side, comforting her, reassuring her. And when she had so stubbornly walked away, he watched in amazement that a girl could have this effect on him.

"She'll be back." Cobb had told him. And deep down he knew it too.

When she came back the next day, he wasn't surprised at all. He was more pleased than anything. And seeing the little spark in her eyes when she told him that she couldn't stay away, made his heart melt ever so slightly.

Teaching her about paradoxes was one of the most fun experiences he's had. She caught on so fast, and her quick, witty comments kept him on edge.

Before leaving for their mission, Cobb had told her that she had done a good job. It made him feel so proud, and he wasn't sure why. He glanced at her, a smug smirk on his face, and she looked at him, a slight blush appearing on her soft cheeks.

The one thing he couldn't forget, even if he wanted to, was their kiss. He had wanted to kiss her, and found the perfect excuse to. And she believed him, she actually went along with it.

"Quick give me a kiss."

She leaned in and kissed him. When she pulled back she looked around, alarmed still.

"They're still looking."

"Well, it was worth a shot." Arthur grinned as he got up.

Arthur smiled as he remembered this. Sure it was in a dream, but if he could, he'd make it reality. He just had to remember to not let things get out of control, like Cobb. He sighed and took off his blazer, quickly loosening his tie and taking that off. He unbuttoned the first two buttons on his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He kicked off his shoes and ran his hand through his hair, leaving it disheveled.

He was too busy getting comfortable to notice Ariadne open the door and stare at him.

Ariadne was remembering back to the beginning of it all. She remembered when Professor Miles called her over to meet Cobb. She was curious, excited, and nervous when she met him. After hearing about everything that he did, she wanted to go ahead and give it a try, and she remembered talking to Cobb, but suddenly realizing she was in a dream.

That first experience was amazing. She remembered coming out of the dream and seeing Arthur standing there, monitoring the little silver suitcase. When they woke up he turned to Cobb and listened to what he had to say, waiting for his next orders. Dom had told him to put them under for another five minutes, and she remembered seeing a little sparkle in his eye when she got ready to create.

Being attacked in her dream was terrifying. She wouldn't wake up, and usually she always woke up, but she got stabbed. Cobb's wife stabbed her in her dream. She woke up gasping, her eyes shut tight, afraid of seeing her there. Arthur was quickly by her side, grabbing her hand and telling her to look at him. That had calmed her down a little bit, but it scared her to think how dangerous Cobb's mind really was. She didn't feel comfortable with it, and as much as she wanted to see Arthur everyday, she was too afraid of all the possibilities. She quickly grabbed her stuff and told Arthur she wasn't about to open her mind for someone like Cobb.

She left quickly, thoughts storming through her head, but she was curious and as much as she hated it, she would go back. She knew that now that she's seen this place, a place of pure creation, she had to go back. Despite what could happen, she knew that this would be an amazing experience.

When she went back, Arthur had smirked, saying that Cobb had said she'd be back. She blushed, knowing he was right. After getting past the awkward silence, Arthur quickly got her set up for a lesson of his own. He had taught her about paradoxes and all the cool tricks she could do with them. She was impressed to say the least, but that only made him more attractive to her.

After learning all she could, she began working on the scales, mazes, and layouts of what the dreams would be in. Cobb had praised her work, and she smiled, glancing sideways and blushing when she saw the proud, smug look on Arthur's face. She could tell that he too was impressed, and that made her proud of her work. She never felt that before.

When they started the Fischer project, she was a little nervous, but he helped her calm down by reassuring her. When they entered the first level of the dream, they were attacked mercilessly by Fischer's projections, leaving Cobb angry with Arthur. He began yelling at him, and that made Ariadne a little upset. It wasn't Arthur's fault, and Cobb was overreacting. She just stood by and watched though, knowing it was the best thing for now.

When they reached the second level, she was paired up with Arthur. She felt nervous about being around him alone, but it pleased her to know that she was at his side. As Cobb was explaining who he was to Fischer, his projections started to stare at them. She became nervous. She voiced her concern.

"Quick give me a kiss." Arthur told her, leaning to her and placing a kiss on her lips.

She looked up and around, checking to see if it distracted or threw off the projections.

"They're still looking."

"Well, it was worth a shot." Arthur replied, standing up. Ariadne just stared at him, a smile forming on her lips as she got up and followed him.

Ariadne smiled and touched her lips as she remembered this. That was one of the best parts of the long dream. Her lips touching his was burned into her brain, and she longed for a repeat of it. She quickly dried herself off and dressed, wrapping the towel around her head and opening the door quietly.

She gaped at the sight in front of her. Arthur was lying on the bed, his shirt unbuttoned two buttons down, his tie thrown on his suitcase carelessly, his sleeves rolled up, his shoes on the floor next to his suitcase, and his hair disheveled. He wasn't dressed all professional and collected, instead he was showing a more comfortable, casual look that she had never seen before.

She realized she had been staring for quite some time and looked down quickly, blushing as she did so.

Arthur finally looked up, seeing her standing there with her head down and some pink in her cheeks.

"Hey, you done?" He asked, grabbing some clothes out of his bag and heading to the bathroom.

"Yeah, take your time." She quietly replied, moving past him, her arm brushing his as she walked past.

"Alright. I won't be long." He replied, closing and locking the door behind him.

Arthur smirked as he leaned against the door. He noticed the soft pink color in Ariadne's cheeks when he looked up at her. She must have been staring at him, but he didn't catch it.

He quickly took a shower, washing his hair and face before washing his body. He dried off and got dressed, putting on a pair of expensive jeans, a black and white striped V-neck shirt, and a fitted grey blazer with sleeves that went a little past his elbows. He opened the door and began drying his hair, which was falling in his eyes since it wasn't styled back. He looked around when he walked out, not finding Ariadne on the bed or at the desk.

He turned to his right and saw her at the small area where there was a sink and mirror, she was carefully curling her hair. She had blow dried it when he was in the shower.

Ariadne was so concentrated that she didn't see Arthur come out of the bathroom or even see him leaning against the wall watching her intently.

"I like it." Arthur said, and Ariadne jumped, dropping the curling iron. It was swinging back and forth from the cord, coming dangerously close to her legs.

"Don't do that!" Ariadne gasped and quickly picked up the curling iron avoiding the metal so she wouldn't burn herself. That's just what she needed, to burn herself in front of Arthur.

"Sorry." He apologized, chuckling quietly.

"And thanks." Ariadne quickly added, turning back to the mirror. She smiled to herself as she finished curling her hair, glad that he likes it. She had noticed his hair too, it wasn't styled and she liked it. Maybe he would let her help him with it.

"So are you going to leave your hair down." Ariadne casually asked after finishing with her hair.

Arthur was sitting on the bed reading and he looked up.


"Are you going to slick back your hair or can I do something with it?" She asked.

"Oh, uh, I hadn't thought about it yet, I was just going to slick it back, but…"

"Yes, hurry come here!" Ariadne eagerly exclaimed. She couldn't wait to style his hair. He sighed and got up, placing the book in his suitcase and standing next to her.

She pulled a chair and motioned for him to sit in it, he did so and she quickly grabbed a comb. She studied him for a minute, putting the comb up to her lips, her eyes focused, deep in thought.

Arthur noticed this and smiled softly. He was curious to see what she was going to do with his hair. He blinked when she made a sudden move and rushed behind him.

She parted his hair to the left, allowing him to run his fingers through it to keep it parted like that, a few strands fell forward and she smiled. He looked at her uneasily, not used to having his hair styled different, but noticing her smile he smiled back, standing up.

"Thank you." He said walking back to his bag, pulling out his shoes. She nodded and just watched him. She sighed quietly and walked back to the mirror, deciding to put on some make up. She quickly applied eye shadow, eyeliner, and mascara. She quickly made her way to her bag to grab her satchel and pulled out lip gloss, applying it on while slipping on a pair of flats.

"You ready?" He asked, slipping on his shoes and looking up at her.

Ariadne nodded and put her satchel on. He smiled and held his arm out for her to grab. She looped her arm through his and grinned nervously.

"So where should we go?" Arthur asked and looked at Ariadne curiously.

"I guess we'll just see where we end up." She simply answered, not removing her eyes from his gaze.

"Ok then, spontaneous dinner then? Not really my thing…" He trailed off.

"Oh, well if you want to pick someplace we can." She quickly said, afraid that maybe a spontaneous dinner wasn't the best idea.

"No, no, I'm fine. It could be fun." He assured her.

"Alright, well let's see what we find then." She told him, pulling him along. Arthur called for a taxi, and they got in, ready to see what the night had in store for them.

So there's the first chapter...I hope you like it, if you have any suggestions or ideas, feel free to let me know. I don't know what kind of restaurant to send them to or anything...I'm not really familiar with the LA area, but I do have something in mind, especially if it's casual and Ariadne picks the place ;) So let me know what you thought of this chapter...again it's probably going to be a three parter...maybe up to five chapters, but I don't intend on writing a long story...I have others that I need to work review!