~part 8-final part~

Wanna hear somethin ironic? Ya know how I had cnm both have the flu in the last chapter? Well, I have the flu today (thanks, Tom, you gave it to me, you know. And I’d also like to thank all of my friends who called me ten times at 7:30 this morning asking where the hell I was and telling me to get my butt to school…at least they care, I guess, lol). and I’m sorry for using ‘cuz’ and ‘u’ but it’s just a bad habit, and I really am trying to break it(read some of my old fics, they have a lot more ‘u’’s and stuff) that’s just how I write, and if ur annoyed, just think of how mad my teachers get at me…hehehe…So anywayz, this is the next part, I feel like crap, and I’m just gonna start writin now…kay? Kay

"Know what I just realized?" Chandler rolled over in his bed so that he was facing Monica, "We’ve been going out for almost three months and we haven’t been on an actual date."

"Really?" Monica said, thinking, "I guess not."

"Yeah, Well, um, our three month anniversary is on Friday," he paused, "and I made reservations at a restaurant, if you wanna go."

"Oh my god, that’s this Friday? I have plans…"

Chandler looked down, "Oh," he said in a Ross-worthy depressed tone.

"Honey, I’m kidding," Monica touched his cheek, "Of course I know what Friday is, and yeah, I’d love to go."

Chandler looked back up at her, "That was cruel."

"I know, I’m sorry," she kissed him, "I love you."

"Well, I’m not quite sure right now…" he crossed his arms and looked away.

Monica smiled, knowing that he was playing, and then leaned in to give him a really passionate kiss.

"Wow," he said breathlessly, as she pulled away.

"You sure now?"

"Sure about what?" Chandler asked and Monica just hit him with a pillow.

Chandler laughed, pulling her back into his arms. "I love you, too," he mumbled into her hair.

"I was wondering something…" Monica said, "How did you get my side of the bed?"

"Because it’s my side of the bed."

"But it’s my side of the bed, too!"

"Hey, I’ll share," Chandler pulled her closer, "Even though it was my side first."

"How do you figure?"

"Because I was born first," he stated.

"Yeah, sure, age before beauty…"

"You’re not scoring many points this morning, Miss Gellar," he warned, but Monica just laughed.

"Hey, I was thinking…when are we gonna tell everyone?"

Chandler just shrugged and started kissing her neck. "We could just stay here all day, eventually they’ll come looking for us and then they’ll find out on their own."

Monica turned around so that she was facing him, "I don’t know about that…but we could just let them figure it out for themselves. We’ll just start acting really obvious around them until they bring it up."

"Okay," Chandler agreed, leaning in to kiss her, "But you were mean twice to me, you must now be punished," he rolled over on top of her, and she just laughed, kissing back.

~*~

"Hello, Children," Chandler said, entering Central Perk with his arm around Monica, but no one said anything. And no one seemed to notice anything when they sat down and Monica cuddled up next to Chandler ether.

"Want anything?" Chandler whispered in Monica’s ear, "‘Cause I was gonna go get some coffee."

"Just water, thanks," she smiled at him when he got up.

Rachel just looked from Chandler, to Monica, and then back again. She couldn’t believe that no one noticed anything between them, they were being so obvious. But she also realized that nothing that out of the ordinary had just happened. So what if they were cuddling and Chandler offered to get her something when he went up to the counter? That wasn’t anything that hadn’t happened a million times before.

Chandler sat down and put his arm back around Monica and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before looking up and winking at Rachel, who realized what they were doing. She watched as Chandler started telling a story, so all eyes were on him, looking at the couple. But still, no one said anything. And in spite of the fact that his arm was around her and her hand was resting on his thigh, they were totally oblivious as to what was going on between the two, not having a clue that they’d crossed the line between friends and lovers.

~*~

Chandler knocked on Monica’s door, hoping that Rachel had been able to get rid of everyone. Sure they wanted everyone to know about them, but it might be kinda hard to explain why he was dressed up, holding roses and had just knocked on her door instead of just going in.

Chandler smiled when Monica opened the door, and Monica just smiled back.

"Yellow," he handed her the first rose, "which stands for friendship, "Red," he handed her the red rose, "for love. And purple," he handed her the third rose, "Well, I actually don’t know, but it was pretty and I needed a third color," he grinned sheepishly.

Monica laughed, reaching up to kiss him, "Thank you," she smiled, "And I’m almost ready," she turned to go back to her room, "Oh yeah, Rachel got rid of everyone, for a while at least," she walked into her room, and Chandler just stared after her, wondering what he’d ever done to deserve her.

"Chandler," Monica said his name and he came back to reality, "You okay?"

"Yeah," he smiled, "I am. Better than okay in fact…and I think it’s partly because of you…"

Monica melted, at a loss for words.

"You ready to go?" he asked, and Monica nodded, following him over to the door. He opened it for her, placing one hand on her bare back. She’d worn the dress that she had worn on her birthday, mostly because she liked how Chandler had kept running his fingers down her bare back and hoped he’s do that again.

Chandler took her to Chez Pomplemousse(Inside joke, translated it means Grapefruit’s house..if I spelled it right, I’m a horrible speller…LOL…it’s probably best not to ask), and they sat through dinner, staring into each other’s eyes. They talked about everything and nothing, from how they thought Ross would react to their relationship, to how their day had been.

They walked home since it was nice out, in silence, with no need for any small talk.

"So," Monica broke the comfortable silence that had formed, once they reached the hallway between their apartments. "Thanks for tonight. And for the past three months."

"You’re welcome," he whispered back, "thank you , too."

Monica grinned, " I hope you don’t judge me too much, I don’t usually ask this on a first date," she paused, "Your apartment or mine?"

Chandler just laughed, "Yours."

Monica laughed, too, opening her door. "Oh my god," she walked in, looking around. There were candles lit everywhere and soft music was playing.

Chandler grinned.

"How’d you do this?"

"I had Rachel do it," he smiled as she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him "I love you so much," she kissed him again, pulling him in and closing the door. "Dance?" she asked, holding her arms out to him.

Chandler took his jacket and draped it over the back of the couch before taking her into his arms.

"I love you, too," he whispered in her ear, running his fingertips down her back, causing her to smile.

"I could dance with you forever," Monica whispered, leaning her head against his chest.

"Mmm-hmm," Chandler answered, leaning his head against hers.

"Actually, I only wanna dance for a couple more songs," she continued whispering, "then I wanna make love all night."

"Fine with me," Chandler whispered back, kissing her hair.

~*~

"So what’s Mon doing tonight?" Joey asked, "I know Chandler has a date, but where’s Monica?"

"Um, I think she said something about a date, too. That a guy was coming over and she was fixing dinner and stuff…" Rachel tried to think of something to say that would make her friends not want to go back to Monica’s apartment.

"Well, why didn’t we get to meet him?" Phoebe asked, hurt.

"Umm," Rachel tried to think of something to say.

"Really! And a first date at her place?" Ross said, "I wanna meet this guy and warn him that I’ll kick his ass if he tries anything tonight…" Ross stood up and Rachel started to panic.

"No! I mean," Rachel didn’t know what to say.

"Yeah, I wanna meet this guy," Phoebe stood up.

"Might as well," Joey followed them out of the coffeehouse, with Rachel following them, trying to convince them not o.

~*~

Chandler and Monica continued to dance, the only light being firm the candles and the moonlight shining through the window.

"I have a question," Chandler broke the silence, "Why’d you say yes to me? I mean, I know you and you wouldn’t get desperate enough to just say yes to any guy….so why’d you say yes to me?"

Monica got what he’d meant by the question and answered in a whisper, "There’s just something I saw about you…the way you treated your girlfriends….like they’re the only person in the world…and it sounds stupid, but the way you’d take their hand and kiss it…there’s just something that made me melt…" she paused, "That and the way I feel when we slow dance…" she trailed off, "Why’d you ask me? Just a rebound thing, or what?"

"I’ve been in love with you on and off for the past ten years," he admitted, and Monica pulled back so she could look him in the eyes. "Seriously, I thought you were hot in college, and I had a crush on you when I moved in across the hall from you, and then I just swallowed my feelings because of Ross, and then we became friends, so…" he paused, "I just never thought you’d think of me like that, or feel anything for me."

Monica just looked at him, "I’m sorry," she whispered.

"It’s all okay now," he whispered, leaning down to kiss her gently on the lips. He placed light kisses down her neck and to her shoulder, then worked his way back to her mouth, this time kissing her harder. "I love you," he murmured."

They continued swaying to kiss softly, still swaying to the music.

~*~

"Ross!" Rachel yelled, catching up to him, Phoebe and Joey in the hallway. "Please, just give her some privacy!"

"Rach, what is so wrong with this guy that you don’t want me to meet him?" Ross opened the door, stopping dead in his tracks.

~*~

Monica and Chandler continue to make out, completely oblivious to the fact that they now had an audience.

"Chandler!" Ross yelled, getting his voice back, scaring both Monica and Chandler, causing Monica to bite his tongue.

"Ow!" he yelped, taking a step back.

"Sorry," Monica looked at him, then back to Ross. "Hey…what’s up?" she asked nervously.

"What the hell are you doing?" he yelled, coming toward Chandler.

Chandler moved so that Monica was in front of him. "Look, Ross-"

"There’s rules, you know!!!"

"Yeah, but-"

"What’d I ever do to you?"

"Ross! Just listen to me!"

"NO! You listen to me!"

"Ross, I love her!" Chandler yelled, taking everyone in the room by surprise, Monica only because she’d hardly ever heard him raise his voice, not because of what he said. "I love her so damn much that I don’t think anything you have to say to me right now would matter!!!" Ross just stood there, stunned. "I love her," Chandler added, softer.

"I…" Ross began, "I don’t know what to say…"

"Congratulations?" Joey suggested quietly.

"Yeah," Ross smiled, "Congratulations." He moved to hug them.

"So," Chandler joked, "I guess we never trust Rachel to do anything again."

"She tried to keep us out," Ross said, "we wouldn’t listen."

"Hey, lets go and leave them alone," Phoebe said, winking at Monica. "See? Told you pigs fly," she smiled at Monica as they walked out the door.

"That actually was relatively painless," Chandler smiled at Monica.

"Yeah," she agreed, looking up at him.

"So…" Chandler said, "How ‘bout one more dance and then getting to the second part of your plan?" Monica nodded as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I’ll be your dream, I’ll be you wish, I’ll be your fantasy," Chandler whispered in Monica’s ear, kissing her gently before continuing, "I’ll be you hope, I’ll be your love, be everything that you need," he kissed her again, this time looking into her eyes afterward, "I love you more with every breath, truly madly, deeply do."

Monica grinned, standing on her toes so she could kiss him deeply. "I love you, Chandler," she whispered, "and I always will."

"I love you too, Mon," Chandler whispered back to her, "I truly, madly, deeply, do."

~~~~The~~~~

~~~~End~~~~

And that’s it!! I’m thinking about doing an epilogue...tell me if you think I should, I’m pretty sure that I will. Oh yeah, the lyrics Chandler were whispering were from "Truly, Madly, Deeply" by Savage Garden. I wasn’t gonna use them, but as I was thinking about it the song came on the radio and I haven’t heard that song in about forever, so I took it as a sign and used ‘em. Please review, I seriously live off reviews, thanx!!!!!