AN- PLEASE READ THIS. I KNOW IT'S LONG. So I haven't been posting any stories recently and this movie really stuck with me for some reason so I'm gonna try and get back into the swing of things. I realize that most likely none of you ever read any of my previous works and I have no need to encourage that. I was pretty naïve and had some bad habits.

Most fandoms I've been in have had a story like this one so I'm just kind of going with it. This fandom is quite small and I figure it might be less stressful for me because of that.

It will be a series of one shots and likely none will be in the same universe as all of these are essentially AU's because I am changing the way Wayla/Willayla are getting together.

I make no promises for updates because I have a perfectionist complex sometimes and I'm a college freshman and I don't know what to expect for workload.

General Disclaimer: I don't own Disney's movie Cloud 9 or anything of the character's unless otherwise stated.

So by the way. Something I do own is Daisy. She's a little bit of a head canon of mine.

I will not be going back to directly quote character's where chapters are inspired by parts of the movie. So I apologize if that's what you prefer.

My final warning is that this felt very forced to me when I was writing it because I originally wrote something quite depressing and this is me going three quarters of the way back and altering the entire rest of the story to not be an absolute sad, day ruiner.

Without further ado I present to you the first chapter of… First Kiss

Jaw

"I'm letting the dogs out to meet you. You wouldn't want them to attack," Will smirks at her discomfort. He's enjoying this girl letting down her snarky attitude and acting like a normal person for once. Even if it's to be afraid of some dogs that will in no way attack her no matter what he says. It's the favorite experience he's ever had with her. There may not have been many, but the others were all distinctly angry or irritated banter. He unlatches the gates for each dog.

"I have a dog allergy!" Kayla squeaks as the dogs rush her at her spot on the ottoman letting out a few short barks out of excitement.

Will raises an eyebrow at her false claim. "Somehow I don't believe that you're allergic to dogs when your mother was the one to force you to work here."

"Okay so that may have been a little bit of a lie… It's just that I haven't had a dog or been around one in a long time and I don't know. The idea of that kind of made me nervous," Kayla says aloud her voice obviously flustered. The dogs are all hopping up and down around her knees except Buford, who has taken up post by resting his face in her lap and soon she begins stroking her hands across his nose, head, and ears. She looks at Buford the whole time and quiets her voice some as a little smile graces her face. "I had a puppy just like you when I was little. Her name was Daisy. She was the sweetest."

A shocked expression holds on Will's face. "You had a dog?"

Kayla nods quickly and turns to face Will. "Yeah. I had her until I was ten. She was my best friend until I switched schools and met Pia and Lindsey."

Will answers her still bewildered. "Sorry I just can't picture you as a dog person."

"This is the first time you've ever seen me with a dog," She quickly remarks.

"Exactly," Will exclaims.

Kayla replies with a smirk "So never having seen me with a dog you can't know whether or not I like them," Kayla begins to talk to Buford "and obviously I do." Her hands rub the sides of Buford's neck and he lifts his paws up to her lap and stands on her thighs. She giggles loudly when Buford nuzzles into her chest and neck. She wraps her arms around the big dog and hugs him tight with a big, nose crinkling smile on her face, "I missed this."

Will blinks a few times at the sight. He may have to take his statement about liking her quiet and unsassy back. He's pretty sure that he prefers her this way much more. He takes a few steps to the ottoman and sits down next to her. She turns her head to face him with a look of mild confusion on her face. "What?" He asks her.

She pauses for a moment before replying "Nothing," She turns her attention back to the dog and kisses him on the forehead. "You're such a sweetie."

"Huh?" Will replies.

Kayla turns to Will once more. "The dog."

He blinks rapidly a few times. "Right… That makes sense…"

She nods slowly and then awkwardly returns her attention to Buford, her cheeks have a slight glow. Whether it's from the makeup she's wearing, the chill in the air, or the awkward situation is something Will isn't going to learn. At least not anytime soon.

"Well I guess I'm glad that you actually like dogs. That will make this a lot better than I expected it to be," Will offers.

"Me too. Honestly it's already going considerably better than I thought it would. I figured we would've fought a ton until my mom allowed me to go back home. Granted that could still happen, but…" Her voice trails off teasingly.

Will responds interested, leaning towards her. "But what?"

"It doesn't appear to be happening. You seem a lot nicer than previous encounters," She remarks offhandedly.

"I was a little irritated about my sled at the time. I had reason to be less than pleasant," He defends himself.

Kayla nods. "I get that. It was just the first interaction I'd ever really had with you. Not exactly a fond memory of mine."

He agrees with a smirk. "This is true, but this seems to be a much better impression. At least to me."

Buford jerks to the side at the sound of a car passing the front of the store and his nose smacks Kayla in the jaw with a loud popas he leaps from her lap to the front door. A gasp of pain passes between her lips and she reaches to grasp her jaw.

Will asks hurriedly, "Are you alright? Do you need anything? Some ice maybe? Let me look at it."

She shakes her head with her eyes squeezed tightly shut. She really doesn't want to cry in front of him. They were just deciding how well this was going too. The world just loved to prove her wrong.

"C'mon just let me see how bad it is," Will requests, tugging gently on the hands that are grasping her face.

She lets her hands be removed in defeat deciding it was better to not fight him on it. She did need to know the condition of it as well. "How is it?" She manages to utter by moving her jaw as little as possible.

"I'm surprised it's still attached!" He exclaims a teasing tone to his voice. "No though, really it looks fine. It's pretty red right now and I think there may be a bruise forming. That's not going to be enjoyable, but I don't think it's deadly," His smile is reassuring.

"This hurts!" She whimpers.

Will turns his body to face hers a little more. "C'mere."

She twists towards him, a little confused, but compliant nonetheless.

Will reaches out a hand to hold under the good side of her jaw and tips her head up a bit. He moves over and looks at the now obviously forming bruise. "It's a good thing your little party already happened because this isn't going to be covered by makeup very easily."

She grimaces and looks downtrodden at Will's diagnosis. She lets out a sad sigh.

Will leans back towards her and gently presses his lips to the blemish.

Her eyebrows draw together and her face depicts the picture of curiosity and confusion.

He scans her face for any sign of anger or rejection. When he finds none he leans towards her again. This time scanning her eyes for any readable emotions. He figures if she really wanted him to stop she would say something even if her jaw is sore. When they are millimeters apart he pauses for a moment and almost backs off. After all if she doesn't want this won't it be awkward later on? Except him backing away now would cause awkwardness of it's own and that thought pushes him to bridge the small gap between their lips.

Both pairs of eyes fall shut for the tender and simple kiss. It was more a kiss of confirmation. A silent question between the pair. Do you like me as much as I like you?

Kayla reaches out a hand for Will's when they part and holds it with a slight squeeze. Yes.

He smiles at her and her small smile in return was all the response that he ever needed.

AN- I realized in this scene that Kayla and Nick were technically still a thing if we follow movie-verse. So I decided that I would give you options on how to imagine this.

Option A: That Kayla and Nick broke up before she ever worked at the kennel

or

Option B: That after this Kayla breaks up with Nick.

Obviously whatever you think up can be what you want to imagine. Those were just the first two that I came up with.