Blow Me One Last Kiss

A Resident Evil LeonxAda FanFic

Plot: Takes place after the events transpired in the CGI Film Resident Evil Damnation.

PART 3

Its Leon's last day at Slav Republic. Preparations are not yet done; because Leon is sound asleep inside Ada's hotel room.

The clock reads half past 8 in the morning. Birds chirping from the veranda. The sun beams inside the exquisite suite through the little gap on the curtain. The light touches Leon's tired face. Leon's slumber was interrupted by such striking light.

Little by little, the American agent opened his eyes. At first everything is blurry. The first thing his blue eyes saw was the elegant ceiling. He then felt a slight pain on his head. He taps his head, easing the headache. Suddenly, he felt an unusual chill on his body.

"It's too cold." He murmured. He scanned the room. At his left side, just beside a wooden cabinet stands a huge air cooler. It's on, as can be gleaned from swinging thinly sliced papers attached into it. But from where he's lying, he can tell that the air cooler is set at its minimum. So why's the nippiness?

It came to Leon's brilliant mind that he's bare naked. He checks his body; he's merely covered with white satin blanket. He raised the only covering of his body, to look if he's wearing underwear, since his body can't tell as it's experiencing momentary numbness due to the chill. And surprisingly, he isn't wearing undergarments! What the hell!

Leon was flabbergasted. He sat upright. Covered his face with his cold palms. He tries to remember what happened last night; why he was naked? After meditative recollection of past events, he remembers in flashes the Petrov's pub, Maria, Ada on the stage, Ada drinking, Ada dancing and Ada face to face; eyes to eyes; mouth to mouth. "Damn." He whispered. The last memory was the most discomfiting to him. "Why is her face too close to me?" He wondered. His headache came back. His fingers digging on his head; he's suppressing the pain but to no avail. He tried to leave the bed, but he can't overcome the pain. He then spotted on the side table a bottle of mineral water, a small foil pack and a white folded paper.

Leon sighed before reaching the note. He slowly opened the letter and what strikes him is a beautiful penmanship, in cursive form, obviously from a woman. It's a little long for a note. Nevertheless, Leon read it aloud.

"Good morning, lover boy. I know you'll experience severe headaches since you're so drunk last night. Free to drink the medicine beside this letter. And if still practicable, you can drop by at the café. Ask the front desk for direction. And there, you may thank me personally. But if we can no longer see each other, then save the thanks for later. See you around!"

"Ada…" Leon breathed. There's a postscript which reads: "By the way, Leon. Thank you for last night. As expected, you're the best. XOXO."

"Last night…What does she mean by I'm the best?" Leon is very confused. He didn't touch the medicine instantly. He's maddened by the letter, especially the last part. He assumed that there must be some kind of connection between her words and the fact that he's been sleeping without clothes. With the letter on his hand and his memory of last night as his primary lead on the issue at hand, Leon formulates what might be the creepiest and most controversial guess of his life; love making: Did he and Ada made love last night? How?! Why?! For real?! Jaw-dropping and face in a blaze, Leon wants answers so badly. And he wants it right now.

The headache occurs once again. He hurriedly took the pill; he slits the foil open and consumes it. The question knocks him again. Made love?! He shook his head violently, in the hopes of removing such intolerable subject. His creditable ability of maintaining focus and concentration even under pain of pressure and confusion helped him forget the query. He's an agent after all, and already skilled in facing madness in any form.

He searches for his clothes that may be just lying around. He cannot find any. Instead, he catches sight of men's clothes sitting on the chair facing the bed, and a top-sider below the chair. He covered his body with the bed linen. He grabs the clothes. He argued with himself if whether he shall take a bath first or later. He choose the latter as there's a possibility that he won't be seeing Ada if he don't act fast.

Determination is what's important to Leon at this moment. During their previous encounters, Leon was tenacious on Ada's missions. By rummaging Ada's hotel room, where he's alone and invincible, he could have find something valuable; something that could finally settle once and for all, who's Ada as an operative and for whom she's working for. However, Leon shrugged off that issue and focused on the present.

Before leaving the hotel room, Leon grabs the note Ada left; he might need it for later.

Right after shutting the bedroom door, he rushed to the closing elevator across the hall. There's an old woman on board. She's a bit shocked on seeing Leon trying to pry open the elevator door. The old woman commented on his rugged look. "You look awful, son. No offense." Leon just smiled at her, since he's very much aware of his repulsive appearance. "No time to waste grandma. Got to catch a person." He retorted.

"Must be your girlfriend, right?" The elevator companion snapped. It caught Leon off guard. He choked but chose to laugh at the prank.

"It's complicated, actually."

The old woman grinned, and glances at Leon mischievously. Leon just shrugged and let out a short chuckle.

While on board the elevator, he wiped his face with the sleeves of his polo, and then fixed his hair with his fingers, thanks to the mirror inside the elevator, he's successful on having a one-minute makeover.

Upon finishing, the old woman gives him a two thumbs-up. "Handsome. She'll love you more."

Leon thanked him shyly even though what she's saying regarding a supposedly meeting his girlfriend is not the real deal.

The elevator clinks open. The naughty elder made final talk to Leon. "Good luck, kid. Make sure she'll love you more. We women want to feel treasured, all the time." Then she winks.

Leon never got the time to react on her words, since she left hurriedly. Besides, he can't understand what she means, at least in the meantime.

Setting aside the short-lived chat, not to mention, intensifying remarks, he moves forward to the front desk. He immediately asks for the location of café.

Leon made a good entourage, in a manner of speaking. Being in a hurry to catch Ada and still having a hang-over, he opened the café door loudly and violently; the doors thud on the wall; like he was on a mission to capture an enemy or the like. He approaches hastily and terribly the attendant positioned on the side to ask for a certain guest – Ada Wong. Afterwards, Leon sincerely apologized for atypical arrival. Few customers seem to be strangely attracted to the little commotion the American agent just made. But no one like Ada took the mild ruckus as amusement. The café plays melodrama classical music; not an ideal background music for what's ahead.

Ada is finishing her coffee when she sighted Leon from the entrance door. He appears to her like the prince who came in late to the ball. And who's the princess? She can't tell.

The lovely spy is talking to a person through her mobile phone.

Upon seeing Leon entering the scene, she curtly said to the opposite line "Oops, looks like it'll be green light now. My hotel room is clear." The plaga sample stored in her room seems to be the main concern of the conversation with the other line.

It would have been better if Leon could make a startling approach to Ada. But it can't be help right now after busting through the door. He saw the delighted Ada waiting for him to come near. Leon performed couple of inhale-exhale to normalize his breathing and heart beat. The corrupt thoughts of making love with Ada last night is progressively infiltrating the doors of his consciousness; just like how he entered the café.

With poise back on trance, Leon faced Ada.

Ada ended the wireless communication when Leon finally arrived in front of her. She takes a final sip on her coffee cup, put it down, then she stands.

"I'll get that." She heard from Leon when she's about to get her red trench coat lying on the armchair beside. Leon received a charismatic smile from Ada.

"Glad you came, Mr. Gentleman. Though, I honestly never thought that you'll be up this early despite last night." Ada put on her coat slowly.

"I ought to come anyway. To seek answer from my only witness last night…" Leon responds.

Ada gasped. "Of course…last night..." Emphasizing what might be the cliché for the rest of the day.

"Yes, indeed. Last night." Leon repeated.

"Although I can't join you on your breakfast." Ada's step by step moving away from Leon.

"Is she trying to escape? But why?" Are Leon's internal questions. He followed her anyway.

"Don't worry about it. I'm not quite in the mood for breakfast. I'm more into last night." Leon said daringly.

Ada's arms are interlaced. "I see…so care to take me somewhere then, Leon?" Then Ada tilts her head in a directing manner for Leon to follow her outside.

And Leon is remarkably keen to go. "I thought you'd never ask."

Leaving the hotel, the two are greeted with warm morning breeze.

It made Ada huffed. Leon embraced himself.

The admirable agent is now alone with the clever spy. He's not drunk; he's not perplexed; he's simply normal. That gave him a go signal to ask Ada about…last night…

He's in the verge of initiating a conversation, when Ada turn to him and instead started the talk. "Why do I feel like I have to use my Grapple Gun and escape from you? Like you'll do something wild to me…again?"

Naturally, Leon has no clue on what she's talking about. "What?" And what's with 'something wild again'? Leon contemplated.

Ada is quite accustomed on using her infamous grapple gun. She managed to slip passed him number of times since the Spain incident. And her escape is one hundred percent successful. Sure enough, he won't let her do the same; he needs answers. All he wants is to clear his mind from unnecessary, plus weird views. And if possible, to completely establish future relationship with Ada; will she be his ally, enemy, friend or perhaps lover?

During that time, Ada is opening the buttons of her coat and maneuvering her right hand inside. Leon, out of instinct, grabs Ada's probing hand and forces her to shuffle to him. Out of the blue, the two look each other eye to eye; their world stops in a flick of fingers. Leon's heart beats uncontrollably with just simple body contact with Ada. It's quite apparent in Leon's face that he's deeply moved from such rare, up-close encounter and eye contact. Ada's face is blank as ever; she's the queen of controlled emotions, anyway. Whether it be danger or something dreamy like where they are now, she maintains serenity; both in mind and body. It's just one of her commendable skill. But, this time might be a slight exception; within Ada, she felt a faint thumping of her heart. Rather that soaring to her peculiar pulsating, it serves to her as a sign to break the enticing chain with Leon; at least from where they're standing right now.

To top this quiet moment, Leon suddenly had experience a dash of memory from last night; the same closeness he had with Ada; face to face; nose to nose; mouth to mouth; it's a scene like they were…kissing. Leon is lost in thought.

Not long enough, he came back into reality. The free hand of Ada touched Leon's grappling hand. She squashed his hand gently. Leon is looking at the hand. And inch by inch, Ada removes his hand from hers. As a compensation for Leon, since she knows that by breaking the hand contact, it'll somehow affect Leon's feeling, she gives him a genuine sweet smile. And in addition, she complimented Leon that his hand is warm, and that she likes it.

In return, Leon awards her a weak and gentle beam.

To make things more awkward, Leon saw someone looking at them. He's sure about it since he saw his piercing eyes at them. That mysterious man is standing on a street light, a little far behind Ada. He's wearing a black leather jacket, a blue denim pants and black leather shoes. And what makes that man strange is that he's wearing a black bonnet, similar to a member of resistance in Slav Republic that he once fought because they were injected with plaga' to become strong.

Ada finds Leon's grimace unusual reaction for their recent connection. As if she sees Leon's eyes as pair of monitors with a standing image in view, she looks at her back. She paces back on Leon.

"I think I know a better place to talk, Leon. Come on."

Leon did not move an inch. "He might be a remaining resistant fighter infected with plaga." He murmured.

Ada takes a second look at the man. "I assure you Leon. All of them were eradicated."

Still, the agent is uptight.

Ada is dying to force Leon out of the place. But this change when she saw Leon, moving his hand in a way that he's reaching for a gun on his waist. Leon's instigated to be on defensive mode upon eyeing the mysterious man walking in their direction. The bad thing is that, Leon doesn't have a gun; he left his toys on his hotel room. "Damn." He whispered.

Eventually, everything went well when the man in black merely passed by them. Like a robot, without any expression, he mechanically entered the hotel in their front. It relieves both Leon and Ada.

He observes the mysterious man until the latter is nowhere in their sight.

"Sorry about that." The gentleman breathes in relief.

"Wanna walk in the park?" Ada offered.

Leon nods.

"So about 'last night'. Mind telling me what really happened?" Leon queried right after they take a seat under a huge tree in a certain park. Ada was taken aback for such instant and direct attack. They haven't seated long in the bench yet!

Nevertheless, Ada engages in the dialogue. "Why ask such question? Did something odd welcome you this morning?" Ada was feigning innocence, which provoke Leon to push further on the question. Ada crossed her legs and folded her arms.

"As a matter of fact, yes. I just woke up naked. And when I tried recalling what transpired last night, all I can remember is you." He has a mild expression but with a hint of intensity on his voice's tone.

"Oh." Ada leaned back. She won't give in that easily; on revealing the 'almost' unforgettable night with Leon. She has more time to spare and so, she thought of a humorous attack. "Are you sure your memory of me last night happened in real life…or…it's just me on your…hmm…wet dreams? That might be the only explanation that you woke up without anything on your body."

Leon flushed. He glance at his sides, see if the people are too close to hear what just Ada mentioned. Fortunately, there are none; no close bystander whatsoever. He leans forward and speaks at low volume. "What do you mean by that? Of course I'm not having wet dreams of you." This is crazy. Leon supposed. She really won't run out of teasing.

Ada laughs a bit. "Tell me Leon, what makes you go over such fact? Knowing who you are, surely you already thought of a theory…You only ask me to find out if your theory is right or wrong." Ada sat upright.

Leon shrugged; eyes squinted. His knees, bustling. Though, he sat comfortably on the bench. The word 'theory' rings a bell. Back at the hotel room, he came up with so far the insane answer: that they made love last night. And just few minutes ago, during the scuffle on getting the grapple gun, he remembered a kissing scene.

Leon never thought that it will be this difficult to elicit answer from Ada. Although somehow, he assumes it; Ada always makes him hanging miserably on an issue. Back at the Raccoon City, when he first met her, she said that she was in that city to look for her boyfriend, which for a fact was not her real purpose. Similarly, in Spain, Leon alleged that Ada is working for Wesker, which she neither denied nor admitted to him. Moreover, her undercover mission at the beehive-like laboratory on Slav Republic, she won't budge on Leon's query on her presence on the said lab. Ada is his biggest challenge and ever will be; she's his personal Rubik's cube.

Or maybe...she's playing trickery because Ada is embarrassed to open the subject. But why? What really happen? And how it happens, if ever they indeed made love. Somewhat Leon understands Ada's elusiveness. But still…answers.

Ada bit her lip. "Come on Leon. I know you have something in store in your mind. Why don't you confide it to me? Don't you trust me? After how many times I saved your life?" She bends forward. "Don't worry; it'll be our little secret." Ada promised while exposing her pinky finger. Yes indeed, he's indebted to her. But it's not sufficient to tell her secrets, isn't it?

Muteness. Ada as confidant? How safe his secrets will be to her? Leon deliberated to himself. During his mission in the Slav Republic, Ada busted him in front of the villain/perpetrator/president; that he was an American agent. How can he trust her now with something confidential?

But it wasn't long enough when such quietness is broken upon the arrival of a bread vendor in front of them. He was an old, bearded man. His hair as well as his bushy beard is already in white. He was carrying a wicker basket where various breads wrapped in plastics and ready for purchase are piled up.

"Care for a bread for young couple?" The old man tenders.

Ada cackled while Leon smirked. He's about to deny the old man's conjecture when Ada spoke.

"Nice timing, gramps. My sweetheart here hasn't eaten his breakfast yet." Then she flashes seductive eyes to Leon, who's still in the process of attempting to clear the misunderstanding. Ada opened her arms and lay one of them to the bench's back.

"Oh I see. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. You shouldn't skip it" The vendor said. Leon felt like his being scolded by his grandfather.

"So want do you want son? You don't want to worry your charming girlfriend, aren't you?" The old man added. He smiles impishly.

Leon gets what he's implying. And it made the matters worst. Why's everyone mistaking him for something not true…or rather, unverified?

Leon always respects people; be it a child, adult or an old man. And so he didn't bear any annoyance to the man. Surely, he didn't come to throw irritating statements to him; he's there to earn a living. And so be it. Since he's a respectful tourist and a person, and he admits that he's hungry, he scans over the bread. He chose the luscious-looking croissant.

"Here you go, son. It's only three dollars."

Leon searches for his wallet. Oops. He forgot. He doesn't have his belongings; the clothes itself is something borrowed. Thankfully, Ada's there. She paid the cost.

"Thank you very much. Enjoy…not just only the bread, but also each other. You hit the jackpot son." Then he winks at Leon.

Leon let go off the proficient gesture. Ada shook her head in laud to the old man.

"Thanks." Leon said to Ada when they were left alone. Leon unwraps the bread. It smells good. And Leon is excited to dig in.

"It's nothing. As a matter of fact, it's my payment to you…for last night."

"Again with the last night. When are you going to shed me light?"

"After you ate the bread." Ada responded automatically.

"Okay... Anyway, is this how you treat a guy for a breakfast? A bread from street? I thought you can't accompany me with breakfast? How come you're here sitting with me while I munch the pan?" Leon curiously asks Ada. It's a hit. Leon takes a generous bite on the bread.

Ada shrugged. "As I just told you, it's my compensation." She's enjoying a tranquil scenery in the park. Few kids are playing in see-saw's and monkey bars on the playground across them.

Leon examined the bread. "How's this for compensation? Isn't this a little less? You've been thoughtful to me before. You know the rocket launcher…a couple of them actually and the Jet Ski back in Spain?" He made a meager chomp of the croissant.

Ada ignored the reminiscence, and proceeds to openly answer his question. "It's in line with last night."

Running from a mysterious man and eating bread as their half-time. Isn't it that Leon wants the answer so badly? Then why he allows few diversions? It's obvious that Leon, despite the enigma, wants to stay that long with Ada; something never happened before and he wasn't sure will ever happen again; more of grabbing the once in a lifetime opportunity.

At last, Leon's finished with the bread. He brushed off his hands for the remains and wipes his mouth using the tissue given to him. During the time he was eating, he took stolen glimpses at Ada. Brings back a particular memory; back on the Jet Ski ride in Spain.

Leon's Mona Lisa is very much aware of his stares. Did it scare her? Definitely not. She's complacent of knowing how much he's interested to her. And of course, she can't forget him from last night. Sleeping when they're ready to do it.

"Now I'm done. Let's delve over the last night-thing, shall we?" Leon insisted.

Giving up to Leon's child-like questions, Ada firmly sits on her place and face Leon in a way she can see him face to face. Leon meets Ada in the same position.

"You really have no single idea Leon?" Ada asks. Her lips twitching.

Leon looks away. He saw a huge tree. He's not sure on what it's called. Of course Leon has an idea! Should I say it already? Ada maybe too shy to tell. Leon really thinks hard before replying to Ada. Ada is not saying anything or planning to, despite the unresponsiveness of Leon. He glances at her; she's like a mannequin; in a sitting position.

Leon is stuck with whether to ask his theory or not. Now that he's thinking of revealing his theory, he's having a handful of possibilities on how Ada would react: laugh; disgust; serious; admit. The last prospect is really alarming for him. In such fine morning and pleasant gust of wind, he inhales; as if he's gathering every courage that could be absorb around, to say what's inside his cerebrum, cerebellum and medulla, to Ada. As a result, he exhaled heavily. He turned back to Ada, but the beautiful lady's attention was to somewhere…or rather someone.

Leon followed Ada's gaze and saw once again the same mysterious man from earlier. And just like before, he's standing while looking specifically at them. But why? The thoughts of finally confiding to Ada what he thinks about last night is again, set aside. Damn!

Ada saw Leon captivated by the man's attendance. The brave agent stands up.

"Leon." Ada breathed.

"I don't know why Ada, but I think he knows me or something. Or if my guts are right; he's a member of the resistance." Leon said densely. He's fist clenched.

Ada doesn't want any kind of trouble. She needs to pacify Leon. "Don't concern yourself. If he's from the resistance, isn't it a bit dangerous to confront him, defenseless?" Convincing Leon is a challenge to Ada. Leon's protective mode is definitely on for the second time in a day.

"Okay. Come on. Follow me Leon. Let's take off." Ada spoke. She holds Leon's nearest shoulder.

Leon twirled. "What did you say?"

Without answering Leon, Ada grabs his hands and run. Leon hadn't had the chance to react in whatever possible way. He takes one final look at the man. He's immobile but still assessing them.

"Let's see. I don't know why Ada. And I don't know who between us he's after. Are you in some kind of trouble?" Leon asked the moment they stopped running and take a rest on a deserted alley.

Ada leans on the wall, panting. One of her hands is holding on to the brick wall for support.

"I have no idea. Let's leave the man behind." Ada managed to recover her calm. She sighed. Her arms folded again, she tries to refresh Leon. "You have an impending question right? Or a something?" Her hazel eyes glint at him.

Like there's someone slaps at his cheek, Leon hover on the revelation he wants to reveal. He's standing opposite Ada.

It's hard for him to let go of the mystery of the 'mysterious man' thing. But he has to if he wants to know about last night. "Fine. Listen Ada. Please answer me now." Leon pronounced, his back resting on the rigid wall. Ada nods effortlessly.

"You see, I woke up naked. I remember you last night, at close range; from the pub to I don't know where. Then the note you left said that I was good last night. I cannot make any discernment." Leon huffs. He's presenting his circumstantial evidence to arrive at the conclusion he formulated early morning; a conclusion which he doubts to mention up until now.

"Oh the note." Ada interrupted. Then she cracks a laugh. "I said you were good because…we dance…right? Then you drank a lot of that strawberry vodka that I didn't expect you can do since you've drunk a lot on your own before. We dance, yet you can't remember it. That stings a bit you know." Ada looks at her side upon saying the last sentence. There are few cars passing by. Only the two of them occupy the long and narrow alley.

Leon saw how little upset she was. And Leon hates himself for making Ada feel that way. "I'm sorry. But I do remember that…it's just that it doesn't explain much why I end up in your room and butt naked in the morning." Ada resumed attention to him.

"And so…I want to know…once and for all…did we…did we?" Leon's voice suddenly become hoarse. "Did something happen to us last night? Aside from dancing and drinking? Something that usually adults, particularly lovers do?" Finally, he said to Ada. His face turned red. But he still looks directly on Ada. His hands were tensed on his waist.

The exquisite woman hasn't given instant reaction. Her face is as usual, impassive. Any parts of her beautiful face, unmoved. This is bad. She don't have an answer? Leon told himself. Leon's thinking of what to say next, when Ada at last speaks.

Ada is digesting his avowal: something adults will do? Lovers will do? "You sound like a child Leon." Then she smiled sweetly at him. "You could cut the chase and go directly to 'making love', right?" She can't believe that Leon is shy when it comes to that matter. And Leon's surprised to her reaction. If it really happened, she wouldn't say that; and she'll be too timid, as what he's speculating before. Guess he presumed wrongfully.

Ada looks up and sidelong; she can see three metal staircases, supposedly connected to emergency exits in houses therein, just in her side; two other from Leon's.

The enchanting lady in red retorts to the nobleman. "Sorry to disappoint you Leon but…nothing happened to us…last night; something that adults or lovers do." She laughs a bit. Leon can't think of proper feedback thus far. Ada continued with the 'naked' issue. "I ask someone, of course, a guy, to remove your clothes since you smell awful; from all the alcohols you drank. And you sweat as a result. In short, your naked because you have to recondition you body. That's all." She said uninterrupted. The way Ada resolves Leon's dilemma is so carefree that Leon is not only stuck in processing the facts she said, but also how she delivered them.

Still…how should she explains about the little recollection earlier; the kiss? Leon thought to not go straight to the point. He needs a preface.

"It's that so. Well it's good thing…that I'm enlightened, at last. Looks like we never go that far." Leon plainly said. 'Nothing happens' made at least two effects to Leon: gladness, because he won't feel any guilt about his and her obscure future and dealing with their separate missions, casualties, etc.; and also disappointed because he's barely a full-fledged man; how could he missed the chance to spend intimate with her? Naturally the latter effect is a jest; he's known as a gentleman and reputable; he should maintain it by deviating from any immaterial sensual thoughts and deeds, especially to Ada, although, he flirted few random women in the past. Obviously, logic will tell him that making love is not a determinative factor much more essential element to become a complete and genuine man.

Reflections aside, he plans on opening about the kiss. "One more thing, though…I dredge up something…a bit lighter."

A bit of nervousness struck the typical composed Ada. "Did he remember; that we almost made it? That we shared passionate kisses and cuddles." Her mind is somewhat restless. Nonetheless, she already made up her mind. That she'll keep it a secret. Though not forever, but until there's a right place and time. She'll have to make Leon cooperative to her clandestine scheme; made him forget it. All she has to do is to zip her luscious lips…

"Did we…at least…kiss? I'm certain that we do." Leon said. He's curious; he needs confirmation. And eagerness can be seen through his serious look. He scratches his hair. He accidentally saw a passerby just along the alley where they're talking; not someone dangerous or distrusting to Leon's eccentric irises. He inclines his head back to ready-to-reply Ada.

At the final second, Ada reconsiders the initial scheme. Ada shot a strong stare at his blue eyes. "So you're certain? Then why ask me if that's the case?" Yeah, she has a point.

"Well…I just can't believe it that easily." Leon's struggling with his words and then staggered. Why? It's because Ada slowly strolls near Leon. Ada thought that this tempting stratagem will shake Leon's memory lane; scheme changed in an instant: instead of making him forget just let him figure out himself what he did last night and what he did wrong last night, as simple as that.

Not long after, Ada is as close as she was in Leon's memory: eyes to eyes; face to face; nose to nose; mouth to mouth; body to body.

The stunned American agent can feel Ada's warm breath on his and vice versa; it's like they're one another's source of oxygen. It makes his heart and mind go crazy. What is she thinking? But wait! This is very familiar. And Ada is correct. Finally, Leon himself will remember.

Ada placed her soft palms on the wall; beside Leon's shoulders. "A kiss? Just like this?" She daresay. Ada's using her lips as a restrained magnet; moving it bit by bit to the something metal.

"Last night…" Leon recollected. And like his wits is a video tape, the video player plays backwards…

He seized Ada's hands…pulled her close to him…a peck on her soft lips…stares…she got on top of him…kisses…extreme exchange of smooches…he caressed her fit built…he went on top of her…planned to plant kisses on her more…on her neck…dark screen…

Leon's blue eyes enlarged. How did it happen? We almost…we almost did it? Leon ponders. Then he turned to Ada, who's looking quite pleased with his brain's progress. No words could describe their individual feelings.

Ada's red lips are advancing to Leon's. Are we going to kiss…again…? Leon meditates upon. Wait...He succumbed to his feelings, both on preceding night and currently, and the impending kiss with Ada. Thus, he closed his eyes.

Little does he know, Ada was in truth and in fact plans to leave. She lodged a comical smile on her face and in stages, draws away from the expectant beautiful man. She's feet away from him now.

The provocative breath and glow of surging lips suddenly went gone. What? Before opening his eyes, he heard a sound of rotating rope; Ada summoned her outrageous grapple gun. He opened his eyes hurriedly. She can't be found on her previous place. He looks sideways and there she is, standing alluringly; standing farther apart from him. Her right arm already raised; ready to take a flight. She's grinning at Leon.

"Wait…Ada!" Leon tried to approach Ada. "It's never been clear." He said on spur of the moment. He meant he's not satisfied with answers Ada gave him. There's a lot he needs and wants to ask to her. Indeed, he did remember what might be his most important event of his life. But still…he wants to decipher Ada…more…

The slender spy is ready to go; she prompted the lift but luckily, she managed to leave one final message to the desperate-looking gentleman. "Anyway Leon, I'll leave the rest to your wild imagination. See you when I see you!" Then she blew a kiss to the startled handsome agent.

They've enjoyed a night at a pub; they almost consummate a romantic affair; he slept on her hotel room; they've run from couple of places, only to be left in that sad alley, looking upward to the departing Ada. How unforgettable! Another instance that Ada slips into Leon's gentle yet loving hands. When will he going to entrap her?

It's a bittersweet parting. He's going to miss her; very much. In the end, his abandoned lips drew a smile. He's assured that he'll be seeing her again. The world might be huge but it's small for the two of them. Therefore, the only word he can say is right at that moment is: "Women."

At the roof where Ada disembarked, there's a man in bonnet waiting for her beside the helicopter. He's the same mysterious man that Leon saw and that the latter was frantic about. He speaks; he has a uniquely deep voice. "Taking your time, eh?"

Ada's glistening eyes askew. "Whatever. I got your 'not-so-cute' cue. You don't need to do it twice." She enters the helicopter. The man did the same.

"By the way, your boyfriend is a paranoid." The man affixed. He prepares for the launch.

Ada laughed. "Don't say that. It's just one of his good qualities…and correction, he's not my boyfriend.

Ada traced her lips and her neck, remembering none other than…last night…

- THE END -

A/N: That's a wrap everyone. I originally planned on making this a one-shot fan fic. But I find it a bit long for single chapter. So I decided to make it into three parts. I hope I gave you guys a beautiful story. Thank you very much for reviews, favorites, followings and so on. I honestly don't expect that a lot of people will appreciate my story. Someone asked me through the reviews if there'll be lemon. There's none for two reasons; First, I can't do it; I know I am not capable to write lemon. LOL. And second, I don't think it's necessary. As much as possible, I want to keep in the flow of the original story between the two. More of, filling the gaps of Capcom's story lines. That always serve as my guideline when writing a fiction for a known story; be it games or anime.

Don't worry guys, as long as Aeon is still very much alive, more fictions will come. And besides, there's still RE6 and we all know that Leon and Ada are there. I highly recommend, go watch a gameplay walkthrough on YouTube or simply, play the game. I assure you; you'll scream in happiness and will make you crazier over the pairing; because there's a huge development there between our favorite pair! It's a huge development in the sense that it somehow made something clear. How I said it is very vague, I know. I just don't want to sound like a spoiler. But I just can't get over with it. And I'm so happy Capcom created this pairing. And those interesting development in RE6 is an inspiration for me to write a new fanfic in the future. Please do support it if ever it'll materialize!

Once again, thank you for my readers! Hope to hear from you again if ever there's a new fanfic coming. Or we could just have simple talk about Aeon through PM. Especially relating to RE6. LOL. Have a nice day everyone! ^_^