Hey, guys! I started this fanfic as a request of a friend of mine who really wanted a Brucas fanfic. I'm a die hard Naley fan, but decided to give it a try. So bear with me here and review, please! I have a good part of the story written already, but it's not finished. If you have a suggestion or just a thought to share, please do. Thank you!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nor the characters, nor the implicits storylines. The main plot is mine though :D

A quick side note for you to understand the story better: it takes place about 6 months after they start college. Nathan, Haley, Lucas and Brooke are living in New York. Nathan's a pretty famous basket player and Lucas' an assistant coach at a kids league. Brooke's in fashion designer college and Haley's working as a song writter for a fancy Broadway play. Peyton's living back in Tree Hill. She's helps Karen to run The Tric and goes to a local college. Karen had her baby girl, Allie. She's still living in Tree Hill just like Deb and Cooper.

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Stretching herself in bed, Brooke put one hand over Lucas' chest as she cuddled up next to him, placing her head on his shoulder and sleeply moaning as she played with his necklace with her fingers. Feeling the movement on the bed, Lucas sighed as he half opened his eyes to see Brooke smiling to him.

"Morning, boyfriend" she whispered to him.

He gave her a half smile, "Morning, pretty girl."

"You know what I love?" she asked still playing with his necklace.

"Besides me?"

She rolled her eyes at him as he giggled, "Besides you…" she moved around so she could lean on her elbows and stare straight at him, "Waking up next to you" she smiled again and leaned to place a peck on his lips and then lay down again on his chest, with her hand around his waist, "I could hold you like this forever."

He sighed with his eyes closed and stroke her hair, "Too bad forever isn't today."

"What do you mean?" she frowned.

"I gotta get up" he answered gently taking her hands from around him and sitting up on the bed.

"Luke" she protested sitting up too, "It's Saturday!"

His feet reached the floor and he got up, dragging himself around the bedroom, "And even though I have things to do."

She covered herself with the sheets and folded her arms, "What can you possibly have to do on a Saturday morning?"

"Work. The kids have an early practice today and I can't miss it" he answered picking up the clock from the nightstand and showing it so she could see, "And it's 11:30, it's hardly morning anymore."

"But…" she threw the sheets away from her and got up on her knees still on the bed, following Lucas around with her eyes as he moved around, getting ready to leave, "Saturday's mornings last 'til… lunch! And I'm not having lunch now, I just woke up" she pouted.

Lucas shook his head and smiled at her as he caressed her cheek with one hand, "I love the way you think."

"And I hate the way you act" she watched him searching for his backpack, "C'mon! Stay with me. Please?" she leand both hands on the bed and crawled towards him, with a suggestful look on her face, "I'll make it up to you…"

He shot her one look and then turned his attention to the backpack next to the bed on the floor, "Don't tempt me" he bent over to pick it up.

She put one hand over his shoulder and stood up on her knees, "Is it working?" she leaned real close to him.

He could see the tiny little freckles on her nose that he loved so much and saw when she arched one eyebrow mischeviously, "Do it again and we'll see about that."

"Could you…" she put both arms around his neck, "…please…" she tilted her head to kiss him right behind his ear, "…stay…" she kissed the other side, "…with me?" and finally placed a kiss on his lips.

With a pleased smile on his face, Lucas nodded, "You got yourself a deal, Brooke Davis."

They kissed again, this time with far more passion, as Lucas got back on the bed and layed her down without breaking the kiss.

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The ring of the phone seemed awfully loud to Brooke's ears as she woke up. She mumbled something and stretched her arm to the side, trying to reach Lucas, who wasn't there. Feeling the empy space right next to her, she opened up her eyes and glanced around. Ugh!, she tought. Rolling on the bed, she reached for the cordless phone on the nightstand and pressed the on button.

"Hello?" she sounded as sleepy as a person could sound.

"Is it possible that B. Davis' still in bed? With this beautiful sun brightly shinning outside?"

"Peyton?" she asked confused.

"Well, duh. Who else calls you B. Davis? Tell me now and I shall rip thy head off!"

"What are you talking about?"

Peyton laughed, "C'mon, Brooke! Get up, get showered and get dressed! I'll be there in 5 minutes."

"Wait…" she rubbed her eyes trying to wake up properly, "What time is it?"

"It's 3 o'clock and you have exactly 2 minutes and 50 seconds to do all as requested previously."

"Can you speak english? I just woke up."

"We have shopping plans in half an hour, don't tell me you forgot."

"Of course not! I just didn't think time would pass so… quickly."

"Time does pass right through you when you're asleep. But c'mon! Get up! I'm getting there."

"Peyton" she stretched herself, "It's not humanly possible to get ready to go out in less than… like, an hour and a half. And I'm aiming high."

"Whatever, just unlock the front door, hit the shower and I'll make my way in. C'mon, chop chop!"

"What's into you, woman? Alright, I'm going…"

"See you in 30 seconds!"

"Fine!" Brooke said as she hung up the phone and slowly got up, going to the bathroom.