A/N: This was just an idea that popped into my head after watching an episode of Sinbad. This is purely fantasy. You have been warned! I plan on continuing this story. Each chapter will be based on a different episode and will vary in length. This is one is an extended version of the last scene in "Double Trouble".

Disclaimer: I own none of the "scripted part" of the story. I only own whatever comes BEFORE and AFTER it.

Sinbad saw her coming from the other end of the ship. She tried to walk nonchalantly towards him; however, even from afar, he knew what she was coming over to tell him. He knew he had been in trouble the second he had lay eyes on her angry face back at the palace. His plan had been purely political – though, if he was truly honest with himself, he had enjoyed it a little bit – however, he had a feeling Maeve hadn't seen the situation the same way. A smile tugged at his lips as she came to stand beside him, her back to him.

"You enjoyed kissing Rumina, didn't you?"

"Of course not. It was all in the line of duty."

Maeve turned towards him.

"Oh come on! Why don't you just admit it?"

"I did not," Sinbad replied, innocently.

"Did to."

"Did not."

"Did to."

"Did not."

"Did to."

"Did not."

"Did to."

Sinbad sighed.

"Will you stop? I did not enjoy kissing Rumina."

Maeve smiled grew larger.

"Yes you d–"

Before she could add anything, Sinbad quickly leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. He felt her resist for a second or two before he felt her kissing back. His heart began to race as he realized what was happening. Suddenly, the fact that someone could be watching him dawned on him. Sinbad pulled away, a grin on his face.

"Now that, I enjoyed," he replied, turning his gaze back to his working crew.

"Why did you do that for?" Maeve asked, flustered.

Sinbad looked at her, still grinning, and shrugged. Maeve simply growled in frustration and walked off towards her cabin, her heart still pounding from the surprise kiss.