Well, long time, no write! Sorry for the long break but I guess I just lost my muse for this story...for a long time. But after reading all the reviews I keep getting I would like to say thank you for not giving up on me or Ice Cream Cooties.
And to keep the A/N short, I just get to the disclaimer.
*It still applies*
A Positive Equals A Negative
"You idiot!" Ziva said to Asher as she slammed her bedroom door shut.
"And hello to you too."
Ziva smirked at him, "Hi. Now what the heck do you think you were doing?"
"By climbing in through my bedroom window?"
Asher looked at her confused, "Yeah…I do it all the time, remember?"
"Oh…yeah." Ziva said quietly.
Asher fumbled with his hands, "Sorry, I guess that I'll just go then-"
"No, Ash, I'm sorry. I just…Jeanne…friends…It's a long story."
Asher slopped down on the bed and he raised his arms above his head, "I'm listening."
"I don't want to talk about it." Ziva said as she sat down next to him.
"So what do you want to talk about?"
"Where were you?" she asked.
Asher grinned, "You have to see for yourself." He sat up and walked over to the window and pulled her close. "Come on." He said.
"You see, you may not know this but-" she began to hesitate, he rolled his eyes, "Lexi went sky-diving on her period, now shut up and come on."
He climbed out onto the roof first and she joined him.
As usual they hopped from roof to roof and climbed in through their attic door.
"Mom! Ziva's here." Asher called as he helped the Israeli down the latter that dropped into their hallway.
Mrs. Matthews appeared from a bedroom with a small, young girl on her hip. Mrs. Matthews smiled, "Hi, Ziva. It's so good to see you again." As she gave her a tight squeeze.
Ziva glanced at Asher, skeptically, "Who's this?"
Asher grinned, "This is my new sister, Ava."
"No." Ziva said, surprised.
He nodded, "We were in Russia." He took her hand and led her into the room. It was a girly pink, with a pink canopy and toy chests and Ava's name spelled across the wall, along with a desk, "There's her flag." He pointed to the flag above her bed.
A Russian flag.
He smiled, "I'm a big brother!" he said excitedly like a 6 year old.
Ziva smiled, "Ava, Asher, and Alexi. Cute….Except Alexi is left out, her name is not Hebrew. But they all start with A…"
Asher flopped down on the bed, "And I care because…"
"Asher!" the little girl called as she ran into the room. She jumped onto the bed next to him, she cuddled into his shoulder, "Who that?"
"This is Ziva. Ziva, this is my sister, Ava Liat. I've been teaching her English. And I think I've done an awesome job. It only took…eleven months."
"And you didn't bother to tell me?"
"Well, it was a secret. We didn't want to tell everyone and then it…splat."
Ziva smiled, "Nice…metaphor." She smiled at the child, she stuck out her hand, "Hi, Ava."
"Hi." She shook Ziva's hand before cupping her hand over Asher's ear, "Is she your girlfriend?" she whispered.
Asher chuckled, "No."
Ava shrugged, "I think you would make pretty babies."
"…Thank You, I think."
Ava sat on his stomach and looked at Ziva thoroughly, "She'll do."
"With what?" Asher questioned.
"See." Ava said as she jumped off her brother and walked over to her closet.
"So, uh, where's Lexi?" Ziva asked as she laid beside him on the bed.
Asher shrugged, "With her beau."
Ziva raised her eyebrows, "Oh really?"
Asher nodded, "Some football or something player at your old school."
Ziva sighed, "Not Bryce Morcannahey."
Asher laughed, "God no."
"Some weird name…I don't remember."
Asher raised an eyebrow, "I do believe this calls for some ice cream and…spying."
After several scoops of Cookie Crumbs ice cream and finding nothing about Alexi's so called 'boyfriend' Ziva decided to head home and not worry her mother.
She promised Ava that she, Alexi, and herself would have a slumber party on Friday and paint nails, and she promised Asher she'd beat him in basketball on Sunday.
She hopped across roofs, but stopped when she saw an unusual figure sitting by her window.
She walked over cautiously, "Tony?"
He looked up at her and smiled, "Hey, sorry…Kate told me this was the only way on the roof."
Ziva nodded, "Yes, lucky us." She took a seat next to him and dangled her feet over the edge. "So, why are you out here?"
He shrugged, "I just remembered what today was, decided I needed a breather. I think it was all of Jeanne's nail polish. Just…getting to my brain." He sighed. "I wish I coulda slept through today."
"My mom's birthday."
"She was…everything. She was awesome. She was nice, and loving, and always into everything."
"That sounds like Tali, she was so adorable, but always into mischievous but nobody could ever get mad at her."
"You miss her?"
"Oh course. Don't you miss your mother?"
"Every moment. You know what?"
"My mom always wanted me to marry someone exotic, someone Intelligent, kind, generous, vibrant, energetic, all kinds of stuff. She really wanted someone French." He smirked. "I don't think she would have liked Jeanne, though…"
"I do not think so…I can't think of anyone who fits that description."
He smirked, "I can."
Her eyes began to twinkle, "Who?"
He nodded and seemed to move an inch closer.
"You're pretty intelligent."
"Yes. You actually understand the math we're doing."
"Well, perhaps, we could convince your teachers to help you after school or something."
"Or just get a tutor."
"It would have to be an ugly tutor…So it couldn't be you."
Her eyes flicked up from her hands, "So you think I'm pretty?"
He shrugged, "You were my first kiss." Somehow they had both moved to where they were so close to each other you could barely slip a piece of paper in between them.
"Right. But I did not think it counted…"
"Every kiss does." He voice dropped to a whisper and his lips moved closer to hers, and surprisingly she didn't back away.
Then, they heard the window open, "Hey Tony, the guys say come on or they're gonna leave you." Kate said.
He quickly scrambled up and slipped in, and Kate slipped out. She scooted over towards her sister, "What was that?"
"Nothing." Ziva said quickly.
"It looked like he was about to kiss you."
"No…It was just a…"
Ziva nodded, "Yeah."
"You do know if Jeanne ever finds out, then, she'll kill you right?"
"Yeah, well, I have something on her so what could she possibly do?"
Ziva contemplated it for a moment before whispering said info in Kate's ear, Kate gasped, "Are you serious?"
Ziva nodded, "Yes."
"Well then, I guess someone's screwed."
"I think that's how she got there in the first place."
Yeah, I don't where the ending came from, but I'm pretty sure I know where to go with it. And I think most of you WILL like it.
Until next time (which is hopefully soon)