Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Winx.

A.N: This isn't an official sequel to Unattainable only it kind of is– but you don't have to read that to understand this, it would just help- or you could see it as set in the same world. This may turn into a series of moments between Riven and Musa during her final years at Alfea and as per usual, I've disregarded the second and third series since I didn't see any of that. However, I did add Layla, I don't really know what her character is like so it's probably OOC because I based her off character bios on websites. Other characters are ones I took from the game that I use to give me inspiration.

Kissing Booth

By: Zadien

Alfea was alive with people, fairies and specialists alike, wandering around the grounds, peeking in on the craft stalls and wares being displayed in order to raise money for the Alfea regeneration project. Since the first battle that had taken place on Alfea grounds, the building structure had begun to give way and without that solid foundation, the magical spells used to rejuvenate and repair the building had nothing to latch onto. Therefore the students had decided to raise funds to repair the basic structure over their upcoming summer holidays so that everything would be safe and sound for the next year –and the next battle that Bloom would inevitably pull them into, as some students, namely one Princess Amaryl had pointed out. (that was also why she was now cooling her heels in the kitchen's freezer section courtesy of Princess Stella of Solaria and Princess Layla of the Realm of Tides.)

The fund raiser had certainly lifted school spirits since class was cancelled for the day –though at this stage of the year, most classes were just going over revision for the impending exams– and the girls revelled in the freedom and the chance to socialise with the boys from Red Fountain. Stella, the aforementioned Princess in charge of locking Amaryl in the freezer, was particularly enjoying the day as she and her friends had come up with a fun stall to raise money for the school. A kissing booth in which two girls, her and Layla –since the other four weren't particularly interested in kissing half of Red Fountain- would stand behind the booth and offer up a kiss for a specific amount of money. Musa, one of Stella's best friends, was not enjoying the day because she was filling in for Stella while the blonde went for lunch with her boyfriend.

It was typical Stella, Musa thought as she looked out over the line of boys clad in blue uniforms. Some of them she recognized and others she was certain she'd never seen before. She supposed it wasn't that bad, after all, it was just a kiss and some of the guys were really good looking and, as Stella had pointed out, they were raising money for Alfea which was practically their second home. Musa had bit her tongue to stop herself from pointing out that nearly half the student population of Alfea hailed from rich backgrounds, not to mention the fact that many alumni would offer up big donations for the Alfea cause. Why did they, the students, have to get involved with silly stalls?

"Because it's fun." Bloom had said, and of course, she was going to get behind the idea; she came up with it because it was something they did on Earth. "We get to be something other than fairy students for the day and people can come along and see Alfea and get a feel for the school. It'll bring in loads of potential new students-" Where else were female fairies going to go? "-and they'll get to talk to us, the current students, to really see what living at Alfea is like."

"Which is why we locked Amaryl in the freezer," Stella had added. "She'd just scare everyone away."

"Fine," Musa had reluctantly said, "It kind of sounds like fun but a kissing booth? Stella you have a boyfriend!"

"I don't." Layla, their newest addition had pointed out. "Maybe Flora can do some time too."

"Oh, no. I don't think so; it's not really my kind of thing."

"Oh pish-posh. Don't be such a stick in the mud, Flo. You'd totally bring in all the money, guys really go for your exotic looks, nearly as much as they go for my blonde locks."

"Stella, we've lost you. Come back from your dream world." Musa mocked drily, before sending a smirk at the blushing flower fairy. "Besides, Flora doesn't want to ruin her chances with Helia."

"Th-that's not it. That's not it at all. It's just on my home planet it's unseemly-"

"Don't care." Stella piped up. "Think about it, if you do the kissing booth, it'll be the perfect opportunity for Helia to plant a big smackeroo on you!"

"...She's been hanging out with you on Earth again, hasn't she?" Musa asked in an aside to the snickering red head of their group, Princess Bloom of Sparx, previously just Bloom of Earth. Come to Alfea, folks, and find out your hidden heritage. It could be like a promotional advert.

"Stella, quit mocking Flora. If she doesn't want to do time in the kissing booth, she doesn't have to. You can kiss all the guys you want, despite the fact that I don't think Brandon will like the idea too much."

"What's it to do with him? Just because he's my boyfriend doesn't mean he gets to dictate to me what I do!"

"Say it sister." Layla pumped her fist. Girl power, Rah-rah-rah!

Musa shook herself out of her stupor and glanced over at Layla who was kissing a tall tanned Specialist softly on the lips while the others looked on eagerly. At least there were to be no tongue's involved, she thought with a dejected sigh. She nodded to the next boy in her line and waited for him to approach the booth. The line started a good foot away to give the kisser and the kissee some privacy –or as Stella put it, 'in case you want to slip the tongue to a really hot guy but don't want the others to get any ideas!' Stella, Princess of Solaria, ladies and Gentlemen; queen of great ideas.

A hand slapped down on the counter in front of her and she snapped her gaze up and blinked at the seething Specialist in front of her. "Hi."

"What are you doing?"

"It's a kissing booth, see the sign?" She pointed to the board nailed to the top of the man-made booth, the letters 'KISSING BOOTH!' painted on with red paint and decorated with hearts and lips. Definitely a Stella/Bloom concoction. "It's pretty self explanatory. For just five crystolians, I'll give you a kiss on the mouth."

"...you're kidding me."

"Kissing you." She corrected flippantly, even though the only thing flipping were the butterflies in her stomach. Honestly, you'd think she'd be over her nerves by this stage.

"Musa, are you saying you're going to kiss all of those guys? Half of them don't brush their teeth. The other half doesn't have any."

"...Wow, no wonder you're so popular amongst your classmates with such raving reviews, you could practically be the poster boy for Red Fountain."

He levelled her with one long look and she rolled her eyes. "Look it's just for half an hour, then Stella's coming back from her lunch and I'm going to be at that concert I was telling you about."

"Brandon's letting Stella do this?"

"You say that like he has a choice in the matter. This is Stella remember? She could kiss tons of guys and still not consider it cheating."

A small smirk curved his lips. "But you're not Stella."

"Thank you captain Obvious. Great Dragon, your headmaster must be so proud of you." But she was smiling herself. She couldn't help it. The stupid boy just made her grin.

"So do you consider kissing tons of guys cheating?"

"It's not cheating, I'm not cheating. I'm just... not exactly comfortable with this situation." She finally muttered under her breath.

"Oi Riven, either kiss the fairy or leave. I want my turn with her!"

"Oi, idiot, that's my girlfriend and I can talk to her if I want."

"Oi, Musa! We're here to make money, tell your overprotective, chauvinistic boyfriend to take a hike for 30 minutes."

Musa rolled her eyes at Layla who had temporarily removed her lips from a Specialist in order to yell at her. "Riven," She sighed and propped her chin in her palms. "I kind of have to do this. It's for Alfea. But later, you're totally dancing with me at the party."

"I don't-"

"Fine you can stand against the wall and I'll dance."

"I've got a better idea; we find a nice quiet corner and neck."

"Hmm, that is a good idea. Ok, we'll do that. But you have to go... unless you're willing to pay for a kiss?"

"Why pay when I can get them for free?!"

"As a boyfriend, you suck."

Another amused smirk curved his lips as his eyes darkened with amusement and that certain something else that made her stomach clench and her mouth go dry. "I do other things too."

"Prick." She flushed darkly at the implied innuendo. "Leave." She sighed heavily, it would have been nice to kiss Riven first, but maybe she could kiss him later to get rid of the taste of those other boys. They were all probably very nice and good kissers and gorgeous to boot but she didn't want to kiss any of them. Not really, so the whole thing just felt wrong to her.

He lifted his hand from the counter and something caught her eye. "Hey, don't forget your money pouch."

"Keep it. It's yours."

She frowned at him. "The booth's only 5 Crystolians." She informed him, loosening the pouch to peek inside. "That's got to be close to seventy five." Why was Riven carrying that much on him anyway? She'd never quite understand her boyfriend. Six months they'd been dating, which was longer than she'd ever dated anyone. But she still couldn't claim to know exactly what was going on in his head for the majority of the time.

"Do the math, pixie."

"Fairy. A pixie is... ugh!" Why did she always fall into that trap? He knew fine well what a pixie was and he still insisted on calling her one. Ok, she was short but there were shorter fairies out there. "I hate you."

"So you keep telling me. Now, if five Crystolians gets me one kiss, how many will seventy five get me?"

She braced herself against the booth as her heart kicked up a notch and her breathing deepened. "Um..." A lot, was all she kept thinking. A hell of a lot. Maybe half an hour's worth.

"Come on, Muse, you should know this." He taunted smoothly.

She scowled up at him. How was she supposed to think when he was smiling at her like that? Riven barely ever smiled so when he did it made thinking difficult. So she was a mass of hormones, sue her. "Uh... hold on."

"Tick-tock. Tick-tock."

"Shut up!" she grumbled. Well five went into fifty ten times and that left um, five and ten, sixty and another ten is seventy and...

"Come on Riven, sometime today." The boy from the queue snapped, folding his arms and tapping his foot in a way that made Musa's eyes roll. What a jerk.

"What's going on?" Layla demanded from her booth.

"Seventy five Cystolians?"

"In exchange for kisses? Uh, fifteen." Layla answered distractedly. "Why? Oh, you're not serious. Hey, Riven, you have to pay her?"

"Shut up, Layla. Go burn a bra."

"Riven! Come on!"

"You sleaze!"

"I don't even want to know where you heard that from." Musa muttered, palming his money and emptying the small purple jewels into the small box Stella had produced to hold the currency. "But could you please stop harassing Layla. She's my friend, remember."

"So, find a way to shut me up, Musa." He challenged mockingly and her mind was instantly transported back to that day in the rain when he'd told her that he loved her. Her heart did one slow lazy roll.

"I guess I could think of a way." She stepped around the side of the booth.

"Musa, you're ignoring the rules. Behind the booth, remember?"

"That's only to stop some random from feeling you up; I actually want this guy to feel me up." With that, she stuck out her tongue at the dark skinned girl and then turned to Riven, offering him a wicked grin. "Think you're up for the challenge? Fifteen kisses, lover boy. No returns policy."

He rolled his eyes at her before his hand reached out and ensnared her, sending her stumbling into him. She caught herself, bracing her hands on his chest, idly running them over the muscles underneath the tight fitting material of his uniform. Her head tilted back and without any preamble, his mouth slanted over hers and her mind went blissfully blank as his lips pressed heavily against hers. It was all warmth with a lick of fire as he exercised all the self-control he had, bearing in mind they were in public.

Which was strange, Riven wasn't given to public displays of affection. Then again, she rarely needed them when he could communicate a thought with just one look that would send her pulse racing and make her head spin. Layla honestly couldn't understand the attraction and that was fine with Musa. Riven, after all, was hers. Why, in the name of Magix, would she want any of her friends to be attracted to him? She liked having him all to herself, even though it would be nice if her friends and boyfriend got along. It would make their time together easier if she didn't have to play mediator.

But Riven was Riven; he was crass and rude and sometimes unbearably arrogant but he was also kind and strong and courageous, though that could be just recklessness. He was intelligent, he made her laugh and smile, and he listened to her; he made her feel strong and weak at the same time. He was the most important man in her life after her father and she couldn't really imagine her world without him.

They parted after a brief moment before he brushed her lips. One, she counted; barely able to think straight as his hot lips rubbed hers firmly. A low sound melted from her mouth as she dug her fingers into his lower back and strained up against him. He pulled away and his breath ghosted over her tingling lips for half a second; then he covered them again.

She groaned, unable to stop herself. She felt suffused with warmth and, when he lapped at her lower lip, her toes curled as her lips parted. His tongue brushed hers confidently and hot frissons electrified her entire body. She pressed closer; one hand moving up to brush his nape, fingers tracing paths along his skin so that he trembled against her.

The rest of the world melted away and her entire being was centred on him and the way the pads of his warm, rough fingers was stroking the skin underneath her top while the other was resting on her hip, tilting them against him.

Finally, they pulled back as if by mutual decision. Her head fell forward to rest against his chest as she struggled to catch her breath. Before her, Riven's chest rose and fell frantically as he panted softly into her hair.

"One down, fourteen more to go." He whispered and she lifted her head with a laugh.

"That was three."

"One."

"Three."

"The first two don't count."

"Yes, they do."

"No, they don't."

"Yes, they do. You have to be fair."

"I'm not paying for those two, they-"

"I'd watch what you say right now, Riven." She informed him, her tone sugarcoated steel as her chin jutted out defiantly.

He simply smirked and caught her chin between his thumb and index, tilting it to a more accessible angle. Having done so, he lowered his mouth once more so that it hovered over hers sending tingles of anticipation down her spine as his other hand curved intimately over the swell of her hip.

"And this will be two." He murmured. A low moan escaped her lips as her head fell back in acquiescence. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth and she mumbled unintelligently. He released it to chuckle breathlessly and then his eyes darkened perceptibly before his lips took sure possession of her mouth. She pressed close to him, his tongue stroking hers in that familiar but always exciting manner that made kissing him always a pleasure and never a chore. Her hands tightened on his shoulders, feeling the bunch of the muscles underneath his uniform as he changed the angle to deepen the kiss further. For a guy who didn't like PDA's, he really was getting into this.

"Hey, that's not fair! He's only supposed to be allowed one kiss!"

The rude interruption had Musa pulling back to glower at the complaining Specialist. Honestly, who would have thought that Red Fountains' Heroes were made up of whining, hormonally charged brats?

"Well he paid for more." Layla retorted lazily, resting a hip against the side of her booth, arms folded as she anticipated a challenge.

"So if I pay for-"

Riven abruptly swivelled his head to pin the Specialist with a dark look. "Shut your mouth, Adair or I'll shut it for you."

"Look, you either wait your turn or join my queue."

"Come on, Adair, let's join her line." Another Specialist piped up.

"I don't want to join her line. I was next and he skipped the queue."

Musa groaned and began to hit her head lightly off Riven's chest. Boys were so idiotic at times. It was just a kissing booth, no big deal.

"Yeah well she's Riven's girlfriend."

"So, he can have her later."

"If he doesn't shut up, I'm turning him into a frog." Musa muttered much to Riven's amusement.

"Do you hear that, Adair? If you don't shut up, she'll turn you into a frog. I'm sure you'll get loads of kisses then."

"Unfortunately for whatever girl that kisses him, she's not going to end up with Prince Charming." Musa added under her breath.

"Like I'm scared of a Fairy."

A small group of fairies and Specialists who had been wandering past the booth or who had been standing relatively near began to gravitate to the scene beginning to play out. A few of the nearest Fairies who heard his comment were seething and glaring at the Specialist.

"Musa, kick his ass. Show him what a true fairy can do!"

"Go Musa!"

"Your cheerleaders?" Riven wondered quietly, his tone deep with his own amusement. She was beginning to think the only reason he dated her was down to the trouble she seemed to attract.

"Nessa and Pia, they're classmates."

"Will someone get this guy removed from here? He's really beginning to tick me off." Layla growled; taking a sip of water from the plastic cup she'd procured earlier. Musa could tell she was thinking of dumping the liquid over the Specialist but it would be a waste of precious fluid.

"Look, I've been in line for a while and he skipped it; I just want what I'm owed."

"Oh I can assure you'll get what you're owed in a moment." The Princess of Tides threatened darkly.

"It's a kissing booth. It's supposed to be fun, not something to cause a fight over. Get a grip." Nessa snapped, placing a fist on her white Capri pants.

"Yeah, it's not like you Specialists set up one for us fairies!" Another fairy, -Musa recognized her as the dorm patroller Kiloru, a dark haired fairy- pointed out.

"That might be an idea. If Adair wants to get kissed so much, how about we stick him in this booth for a while."

Musa swung her gaze up at Riven and raised a brow as some of the other Specialists present gave nods of agreements –obviously ashamed of their comrade's actions- while the fairies looked sceptical. Adair wasn't bad looking at all, but having seen his temper tantrum, Musa could understand why they were a little wary of him.

"That works for me." Kiloru stated. "What about you, kiddo? You up for it?"

Adair scowled at her before meeting Riven's piercing look. "Fine, I'll do it."

"No pocketing the money for yourself." Layla added.

"What? As if I'd do something so dishonourable. I'm a Specialist, remember?"

"Funny time to remember that." Musa mumbled, as she stepped aside to let the boy stomp past her to take his position behind the booth she'd recently vacated.

"OK, listen up. Boys form a queue in front of me, money at the ready please. One kiss is five Crystolians. It's not that much and all the money goes towards the Alfea fund. All girls in front of Adair... unless you swing the other."

A few fairies hovered uneasily before watching as Kiloru rolled her eyes and strode to the front of the queue, quickly followed by Nessa dragging a bewildered Pia behind her.

"Ooh, a boy! I didn't know there was going to be a Specialist kissing booth."

Musa chuckled as Sirusa, a rather perky brunette, scurried up to take a spot behind Pia and soon enough the other fairies looked at each other and shrugged before digging into their pockets for the money and lining up.

Musa snorted softly to herself and chuckled, lifting her head to look at a rather smug Riven. "I don't think you could have planned all that but I'm really beginning to wonder."

Riven shrugged, using the arm around her shoulders to guide her through the various stalls and clusters of students and Specialists alike. "Why? I just gave away seventy-five Crystolian's that I'm not going to get refunded."

"I told you, no returns policy." At his pointed look, she grunted, "Che, you know fine well you'll get each of those eleven kisses back with interest."

"Eleven? Musa, I got two kisses, I told you the other two were just pecks."

"That's what we were giving the other boys."

Riven lowered his head to whisper in her ear as his fingers toyed with her hair. "Yeah, but I'm not like the other boys. You'd do well to remember that." He said silkily, pressing a soft, sensual kiss to her temple, the innocent touch making her flush heatedly at the promise in his words.

"Like you'd ever let me forget." She retorted hotly but her voice was breathy and her pulse was racing. And suddenly, as he took her hand in his and took her over towards the concert stage, she was glad that Stella had forced her to take her place at the kissing booth. It had just given her yet another moment with Riven to put into her memory box along with all those mental images and pictures she had of her mother and a small purple gem she'd forever keep in memory of that day.

A.N. So that was possibly the first instalment of the memory box series, a series of one-shots based on Musa and Riven's relationship since that fateful day in Unattainable. I have some other ideas for one-shots and I have a one-shot half written that has nothing to do with Unattainable that should be up soon.

Well please review and hopefully, I'll have another piece up soon if I get the inspiration. If anyone has any ideas, feel free to email me or add me on MSN. The address is on my profile. However, bear in mind that I won't be writing any other pairings except maybe Layla/Aisha and Ophir/Nabu but only if someone could tell me what they're like as people. I haven't seen any of them and while I found one picture of them, I still know nothing of their characters.

Another thing is that I am thinking of writing a multi-chapter AU fic for the Winx club involving Musa, Layla/Aisha (I'm thinking I'll stick with Aisha for that one), Flora and Bloom as the main characters. Again, that depends on me being able to use artistic license with the girls and the boys because I base nearly everything off the game based on the first series because I can't watch the series and some of the characters i.e. Helia, Ophir/Nabu and Aisha aren't in the game.

Please remember to review and if anyone has any ideas I could use, by all means tell me and I'll try my best.