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[embattles]

[The cemetery, now that it's nearing the end of the festivities, looks a little different. Decorative throw pillows, if you didn't leave any customary ones for your dearly departed, have been provided for all of the graves, sitting neatly near the flowers and other decorations and offerings. A table has been placed next to the entrance, an

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Amy Pond and Rory Williams

[too_fairytale]

[the Scottish ginger and the plastic man are sitting cross-legged in front of Rory's tombstone. Amy came by earlier in the day to decorate it after Rory told her it was there--she figured that she was probably supposed to, since she couldn't leave their room until she built a shrine to someone and Rory is the only person she knows who's died. (Even though he hasn't died yet, in her own timeline back home. It counts.)

It's a little awkward, sitting with one's fiancé in front of his own gravestone, but Amy is determined to make the best of it. Therefore, they're reminiscing about good times they shared back in Leadworth]

[nurse_boy]

[he's got one of her hands in his lap, fingers entwined with his and idly running his thumb across her knuckles. Rory indeed feels a bit awkward, but once he got past the fact that he was sort of sitting in front of his own grave, it wasn't so bad. The air is crisp and cool while Amy is warm and the ground around them is liberally covered in fallen leaves; it reminds him of home]

... Remember the time in year eleven you convinced me to skip school with you and we took a train to Bristol?

[too_fairytale]

[Amy smiles in fond remembrance, leaning into him for a moment]

It only took... what? An hour of batting my eyelashes at you.

[nurse_boy]

[and in return he leans his head on hers for that brief moment]

Didn't stop me from worrying or complaining the whole way there though ... but I can admit it now, the idea of spending a whole day alone with you, away from Leadworth, was really too much to resist. [he nudges her with his elbow] You know I spent that whole day hoping you'd kiss me?

[too_fairytale]

[she sniffs out a laugh, and elbows him back, smiling]

Why didn't you kiss me, you big idiot?

[nurse_boy]

[he looks at her like it should be patently obvious why, and rolls his eyes slightly, grinning]

Because we were--we were--at that stage. You know. [nudges her again] After the first time we, um, kissed.

[he remembered how he'd thought, at the time, that that would somehow automatically make them An Item, and how very wrong, and crushed, he'd been]

But we were still just mates. I didn't know if I was allowed to!

[even if they still had the occasional snog]

[too_fairytale]

[Amy had been, at the time, doing her best to drop less-than-subtle hints that she'd quite like to try doing more than the occasional snog, but Rory had never seemed to notice. She wonders briefly if he actually HAD, then discards the idea. Most men are pretty dumb, and teenage boys doubly so]

You should have done it anyway. I wouldn't have minded.

[nurse_boy]

[Rory takes the opportunity to wrap his arm around her shoulders and turn his face into hers, pressing a soft, long kiss to her temple. Oddly enough, given their location and their topic of conversation, he feels quite content]

You could've kissed me too, you know.

[sighs, and breathes in the smell of her hair]

But it was a good day. I did have fun. That park was lovely, and I don't think I've had a better curry since ...

[too_fairytale]

[Amy closes her eyes while Rory's lips are on her skin, a faint smile crossing her face; she's feeling pretty content herself. It's still sort of weird sitting in front of a gravestone with his name on it, but it's nice remembering good times together]

Maybe I wanted you to kiss me.

[which had been the case at the time; him being the more shy out of the two of them, she'd considered the idea of him making the first move to be much more thrilling than simply kissing him herself]

I should have let you try the curry the castle gave me... I wouldn't have minded you spitting it out.

[nurse_boy]

[just shakes his head, grinning to himself. Of course she wanted him to kiss her, it figures she would have--and looking back on those three years of crossed wires and missed opportunities, it all seems like a bad, horribly cheesy romcom now]

Eurgh, Amy ... I would have minded spitting it out, that's just--disgusting.

[which he realizes is a double standard but for some reason spitting out liquid is less offensive to him than chewed food]

How long did you get grounded for again when we got back?

[because of course they'd been caught, the ticket seller at the train station recognized them]

[too_fairytale]

Two weeks.

[she's leaning comfortably into him now]

Like I hadn't been capable of taking care of myself for years by then.

[nurse_boy]

I think everyone was just shocked that I went along with it.

[comfortably leaning back, his thumb idly worrying at her shoulder]

Didn't stop you from sneaking over at night though ... like when that one psychiatrist said we needed to be separated? [he's quiet for a moment as he remembers: more nights spent sitting on the roof outside his bedroom window, despite the danger of being caught and being grounded even longer. He'd gotten up the nerve to kiss her a few times before she got tired of waiting on him. Those hours had flown by all too quickly]

Was all a bit terribly romantic, looking back on it, don't you think?

[too_fairytale]

[Amy huffs quietly in amusement]

So romantic we didn't even notice it was romantic.

[she hadn't been after romance at the time, not exactly; she hadn't snuck out to see him with the express intent of hoping to be romanced, anyway. The kissing had just been an added bonus]

[nurse_boy]

[no, she'd been after the thrill and rebellion and defiance of her aunt and his parents, like always; he'd been more concerned with getting caught, though the longer they went without being found out the more relaxed he got. Mostly, it was just two best friends spending time together the only way they could. Though the kissing was DEFINITELY an added bonus]

Story of our lives, probably.

[he turns his face to press a small kiss to her temple before settling back against her]

Your turn then ... give us a good memory.

[too_fairytale]

[she slips an arm around his waist in return in a slightly uncharacteristic display of open affection]

How about the time you punched out Jeff at the lake?

[nurse_boy]

[will absolutely be soaking that gesture of affection in like the somewhat rare thing it is, and barking out a short laugh]

That--that was horrid. [laughs more] And very embarrassing, I can't believe you remember that.