Secrets…

Some stories, gossips, misdoings, guilty feelings were better off not knowing.

Or not worth remembering. At all.

So why on earth did him, Edmund, keep thinking back, replaying the moments in his clouded head, to the one guilty mistake he had made in the cave. To Anna.

It's only one small—no, huge, if she had known; Aslan, he would die rather than let her know—guilty secret.

A stolen kiss…

An unknown first kiss, they called it.

Laying her peacefully sleeping body on the cave floor, watching her breath slowly, that face so calm, so….so her, he could not resist. There were no words, no reasons, or logical explanations. He just did it, leaning over…and, say it, admit it, you idiot….

….and kissed her. Softly. On the lips.

Just for a matter of seconds…a matter of painful seconds felt when recalled…

Whenever he saw her now, the vision and memories of that moment came flooding back…

"Edmund?" asked Anna, bringing the Pevensie back from his train of thoughts to the present day summer vacation he was spending around her neighborhood, "What are you thinking so much about?"

Oh, bother it all.

"Nothing, nothing, Anna, absolutely…er, nothing," he sheepishly replied, looking around Anna's, by now, familiar living room in guilt.

Nothing you should…or must…possibly know about.

'Absolutely fractured lies, Ed. Have you not learn by this time that people repeat words much too often when they are guilty?'

Apparently not

"That nothing seems really interesting," she remarked, grinning.

Aslan, don't tell me she's aware of the common fact.

"Anything bothersome? Want to tell me?"

No, absolutely…not, Anna. If it's off me, then…then, it'll be with you.

The secret

My secret

Our secret, if you say so.

He ended up shaking his head, gripping Anna's hand. "Nah, it's ok. I'm…I'm over it."

Two lies in one day?

What had that kiss done to you, Edmund?

Yeah, what had kisses done to people, exactly?

As he was sighing with relief that the secret was safe after all, Anna, face full of mischief, slowly said, "Is it that day in the cave?"

How did she know?

"Cave?" his voice was an octave too high than usual, all the more suspicious to her, "Why, nothing. You…just…er…drifted off…"

To his surprise, she laughed, her soft, tinkling laugh that filled the room, "…and you…kissed me…"

Edmund literally did jump at the sentence this time, his heart doing a back-flip, his face flushed, "You—you—were…awake?"

Anna blushed, "I felt you, but nothing else. Yes, nothing really," adding to his word of the day with a chuckle.

Bloody hell…No way…

He was quiet for a long moment, before uttering, "Anna, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have."

She squeezed his hand gently, trying to comfort him, "It's ok. I'm over it, Ed, I really am," him laughing quietly at her choice of phase, exact to his.

"But you know what my mistake that day really was—other than kissing you unaware—?" Edmund asked.

What the hell. Who could help it now? It was out there anyway.

Out for, possibly, the world to know…

"What?" Anna smiled, her voice its usually tone of half-true, half-dare.

"Not kissing you…awake."

It took much courage for him to say that sentence…and to do what he did not dare before…

Kissing her…both of them fully awake, fully lost in their own worlds, in their secret…

And in that split second of lips touching, the returning bubbly happy feeling in his insides, Edmund realized for sure that the secret was nothing…

…absolutely nothing to be hiding…at all.

A/N: Just a short, simple piece on Ed/Anna, as a story, the missing scene, of how they got their 'first kiss', both of whom I love so much.

For anyone wondering on Ed/Anna 101, how they met and so on, check out my other fanfic: Caspian, Meet the Pevensies.

Thank you for all you lovely readers and reviewers for stopping by.

Your ever humble fanfic writer :)