"Kiss, Kiss"

Summary: Adam never thought he would be that guy. – Future fic; Adam/Fiona pairing; Some Badam and Drew.

Author's Note: I reference one of Adam's mistakes in a couple of my Fadam future fics. I decided to finally write out this event, resulting in this story.

This story is set during Adam's Junior year. If you read "How To Save A Life" this was briefly mentioned in Chapter 9!

Categories: Romance/Angst; Fiona/Adam; Bianca/Adam; Future fic!

Disclaimer: Do NOT own Degrassi! (I'm not even Canadian!)

-oOo-

It was the stupidest thing he had ever done. The moment he pulled away from her, he was immediately filled with regret. Conflicting emotions. Desire. Repulsion. Want. Anger. Curiosity. Vindication. And fear. Lots of fear. He forgot himself for a few moments and now he was in danger of losing everything.

Adam was running as fast as his legs would take him. He ignored the burning in his lungs and the need for more air. He didn't want to think. He didn't what to face what he had done. Working with Bianca had been a bad idea. He knew from the moment they were assigned dance partners. However, so much had changed this year. Once they returned from New York, no one batted an eyelash at him and Fiona dating. It was old news. As the year progressed he gained more acceptance and made new friends as he got increasingly involved in school.

He was president of the GLBT club at Degrassi, a position of leadership he took seriously. With much dedication he pushed for more awareness and spoke out against bullying. Adam had also joined the basketball team. He encountered a lot of resistance at first, but after proving his ability on the court things got better. He was riding a high and people who taunted him last year treated him differently once they really got to know him. Bianca was one of those people.

Last year he hated her, and by all appearances she hated him too. Once she found out he was born a girl she had never missed an opportunity to taunt him about it. When he began dating Fiona her vitriol ramped up. Both he and Fiona were annoyed and had told her off more than once. At the end of the year however, she finally backed off. She never formally apologized but her behavior towards him had changed.

Bianca was indifferent to him at the start of the year. He saw her in the halls and sometimes after basketball practice, when she waited for K.C., but they didn't converse. They had very little interaction until this project for class. To him, she had become an afterthought until then. They decided to start fresh and just focus on completing the assignment. They exchanged small talk and Adam finally decided Bianca wasn't so bad.

Then today happened.

When he was honest with himself he could admit that an attraction had always been there. Simmering, just below the surface. Even when they had been yelling at each other, on some level he knew there was a reason he was on her radar. He just didn't know why. He had long gotten the memo that she wasn't interested in him. It was ages since he cared. His feelings for her had never run deep, and he had happily moved on to Fiona. However, it got under his skin that she felt the need to proclaim far and wide how much she hated him.

So he wasn't prepared to see desire in her eyes when he took a seat next to her.

He didn't know what to make of it when he became hyperaware of their close proximity. His brain screamed at him to stand up, but he didn't. He stared straight ahead, watching her from the corners of his eyes, until she reached out and turned his head towards her. Their eyes locked and he realized Bianca didn't hate him at all. He felt punch-drunk at the epiphany. His heartbeat sped up as she leaned in to kiss him.

Time slowed down as he watched her come towards him. When their lips touched the passion between them exploded. He pulled her close and she ended up partially in his lap. Adam placed one arm around her waist; his other hand was in her hair. Bianca leaned into him and deepened their kiss. Tongues met, furiously battling each other and releasing all the anger and frustration they felt over the past year. They were a tangled mess of limbs as hands roamed.

After a few minutes Bianca pulled back and smiled at him. She let out a short laugh, which even in his lust filled state he registered as one of the few genuine laughs he had ever heard from her. She held his gaze as she began to unbutton her shirt. Adam reached out and stopped her hands.

"I-I can't do this!" he said panicked.

She threw him a quizzical look. "Sure you can," she said seductively. She moved in for another kiss when Adam turned his head to the side.

"No," he said firmly. He was angry with himself for letting things get this far. He moved to stand up abruptly. He brought his hands to Bianca's waist, so she wouldn't fall, and placed her on the couch.

"She's going to hate me," he said to himself.

Bianca studied him. Adam looked more frazzled and on edge than she had ever seen him.

"Only if you tell her," Bianca said quietly.

He turned to her. "I have to tell her," he acknowledged sadly. There was no way he could keep something like this to himself. Already the guilt was eating him up inside. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration. "FUCK!" he suddenly yelled.

Bianca flinched.

"I.. I gotta go," he said already running out the door.

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tbc

A/N: Wrote this as a long one-shot, but it has 3 distinct parts. Decided to cut it up into chapters because of this. Will update soon.