Hey! Well, this is my first fan fiction, but I've been reading it for forever! I just love Arthur and Ariadne together, and I thought of this little plot bunny along the way. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. *sigh*

Ariadne groaned in frustration as she realized that the design was wrong again. She crumpled up the paper and added to the ever growing pile in the trash.

Everyone else had already left the warehouse, leaving Ariadne along to mull over the intricate designs. No matter what she did, it seemed as though she could not figure out the particularly complicated architecture.

Yet, Ariadne was determined to have everything perfect b y the time everyone arrived the next morning. Even if that meant staying up all night. And she was not, she told herself, doing this to impress a certain point man.

And so she stayed at the warehouse, glued to her chair all night. Which is why, when Arthur came in that morning (punctual, as usual), he found Ariadne asleep with her head on her desk.

Arthur was thoroughly impressed by Ariadne. She was so young yet so gifted and willing to try anything when it came to Inception. And she was dedicated enough, apparently, to stay in her uncomfortable chair, hunched over a rickety old desk all night just to finish some work that could have been done in the morning. Yes, Ariadne was unlike any other architect he'd ever worked with.

As Arthur stood there, contemplating the affect Ariadne had on him, The woman in his thoughts was slowly waking up.

"Sweet dreams?" Arthur asked. Ariadne blushed and nodded; she had been dreaming about him, after all. "So did you stay here all night?" Perhaps it was a stupid question, but he was curious as to why she would give up the comfort of her bed to stay up working.

"Um… yeah. I couldn't get this sketch right. I guess I lost track of the time." It wasn't the whole truth, Ariadne knew, but it was close enough. He didn't need to know she wanted it to be perfect for him. Ariadne didn't like admitting to her faults, when Arthur himself was undeniably perfect.

Arthur gave her his trademark half smile. Looking over her shoulder, he studied the design and said, "It looks good, Ariadne."

She turned around, flustered, and started tidying up her desk just to have something to do. After a few moments, Ariadne worked up the courage and turned back to where Arthur had been standing.

"Arthur, I had been wondering -" She cut off abruptly as she realized that he had already left. She felt her face heat up as she heard the undeniable smirk in Eames's voice.

"You're going to have to be faster than that if you want to get with lover-boy, darling." Ariadne glared viciously at Eames before turning back to her work once more. One of these days, she thought. One of these days I'm actually going to ask him to go out.

So, there it was. Just a quick little one shot. I hope it wasn't too painful. I apologize for any mistakes I might have made. And, I think the characters are a bit OOC, so I apologize for that, too. Anyway, review and let me know what you think so I can write even better stories for you!