I don't own Xena: Warrior Princess, nor the characters. Femslash, be warned.

When it first started out, I thought it was just a fling on your part; you know – one of many. I felt safe that you wouldn't care, that I wouldn't care, that I wouldn't start to feel attached.

How was I supposed to know that I would fall in love with you?

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I'm sitting across from you, wishing for once that I can use my bardly talents to describe your beauty but knowing that anything I write would be so far from the truth that it would be useless. But I was still trying.

Chewing on the end of my quill and staring intently at your shoulder so you should think that I'm not truly looking at you, my companion and your brother suddenly stand up, talking about going to look for food. You wave them off with a wave of your hand and I know it's because you really haven't learned, that you're still adjusting to your situation.

Now it's just us, my heart pounding. I'm hiding behind my scroll, trying not to blush as I feel your eyes on me.

Of course you would know my attraction, being who you once were just a few short hours ago.

"How long do you think they will be gone?" you ask.

"About an hour, if I know Xena .Taking Ares along with her probably'll make it even longer, " I reply, proud that my voice doesn't crack.

And you suddenly smile, rising and floating, it seems, over to me, your smile mischievous. "I know what you want, Gabrielle," you say, making me look into your eyes as you lean closer.

And then, the now mortal Goddess Aphrodite, you, kiss me.

And we DO have time.