Unsung

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters appearing on the Disney Channel's original series, 'Hannah Montana', created by Michael Poryes, Richard Correll & Barry O'Brien. Characters are copyrighted to 'It's A Laugh productions'. Original characters are copyrighted to the original author (QYM). This series is posted to Girls Loving Girls with full permission of the author. No copyright infringement is intended or implied.

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Summary: In the ALL NEW 19th episode of 'Unsung', the night of the big dance and Miley's big disguise arrives and Lilly looks great and so does her date..."Marcus". Old problems though are not solved by a new disguise and this leads Miley to make a heat-of-the-moment decision that could very well have dramatic effects on her and Lilly's blossoming love affair. Later, the after dance activities has everyone wanting to do something a bit different.

Original Airdate: Monday, March 8, 2010 @8:30 p.m.
(following an ALL NEW 'Hey Mickie, Hey Mickie')

Story Codes: no sex

"Miley… is that you?"

"It's Marcus tonight," Miley responded with a grin. She spun in a circle, showing off her tuxedo. Her chest was pinned down and her hair was pinned up beneath a formal top hat. Even her makeup had been done to make her look more like a boy.

"You look… hot…" Lilly was still gaping like a fish. Of all the girls she knew, she would have thought that Miley was the last one who would look good in a suit. But the longer she stared with her mouth open, the better Miley looked. Miley's slim stature made the tuxedo fit perfectly, although the suit had probably been altered.

Miley blushed slightly in response, "So do you."

Lilly reached up to hold onto her locket. Her hair was hanging airily around her face; it had taken hours to get it to look just right and tons of hairspray to make it stay. Her sapphire stud earrings glinted nicely from her earlobes and their sparkle was matched only by her smile; she'd used make-up to accentuate her glossy lips.

It was then they remembered that there were other people around. Heather entered the living room with her camera clutched tightly in her hands. Robby had them stand together as the two adults took pictures. Dolly, for her part, reorganized the two girls into good picture poses. All in all it took nearly fifteen minutes for both parents to be satisfied.

The last picture left Miley standing behind Lilly, arms wrapped around Lilly's waist, eerily similar to the cover picture on the magazine. She tilted her face down to kiss Lilly's shoulder.

"Should we… get to the dance?" Lilly whispered.

"Absolutely," Miley bowed, sticking to her guise as a gentleman. She offered her arm and Lilly accepted it, heading out to Miley's red Camaro, which she was all too excited to drive somewhere important.

"So… Marcus, huh?"

"How many boys do you know with the name Miley?"

Lilly chuckled as Miley opened her door and she stepped in. "None. But then again, you're the only female Miley I know."

Miley leaned in as she shut the door and kissed Lilly's nose. Lilly couldn't restrain her smile.

"I'd hope so," she commented, walking around to her side. "Roxy's wanted to clone me for protection and I was afraid maybe she'd actually done it."

They fell into a comfortable silence as Miley started the car and they were on their way.

Lilly set her hand on Miley's thigh as they neared the school. "I wish we could be this open all the time."

Miley stiffened slightly. "I know."

The music was blaring from the school and Lilly dropped the conversation as Miley parked and got out to hold the door open for her. There was a teacher collecting tickets near the entrance to the gym and Miley handed over their two. They were admitted without question, though Miley did get a suspicious glance from the staff.

"Shall we dance?" Miley whispered, running her lips along Lilly's cheek.

"Can we find Oliver and Faye first?" Lilly asked.

Miley shrugged, "If that's what you want."

They turned and gazed around the packed gym. It was a swarm of guys in suits; finding Oliver would be like trying to find a strand of hay in a needle stack.

"Call Oliver's cell phone," Lilly suggested. She didn't wait for Miley to react, though, as she pulled her own phone out and dialed. "I just hope he can hear his ring tone."

"I'm sure he put it on vibrate anyways." Miley reasoned; then she realized who they were trying to reach and sighed. Correcting herself, she said, "I hope he hears the ring tone."

Lilly shook her head, "No answer."

"What's next?" Miley eyed the dance floor. She really wanted to dance with Lilly but after Lilly turned her down earlier, she wasn't going to suggest it again until Lilly asked her.

"We find where the food is."

Miley grinned, "And where there's food, there's Oliver."

Lilly shrugged, "I was actually just kinda hungry."

"Lilly!" Miley laughed out loud. "Can I get you some punch, my dear?"

"Sure. I'll stay right here, so you can find me when you get back."

Miley headed for where she had seen the big bowl of punch. She waded through thick crowds of people and struggled to keep her hat in place. Successful in her endeavor, Miley grabbed two paper cups and filled them with fruit punch. Vaguely she wondered if anybody had spiked it, but wrote it off as silly worry. She tried a sip of the liquid but found she couldn't tell if anything was wrong with it.

Lilly, meanwhile, had fended off quite a few lonely males as they approached her in hopes of dancing with her. She had turned them all down, politely, but hoped Miley would return soon. The boys didn't think her date really existed and had gathered around her expectantly.

"Marcus!" Lilly called as soon as Miley was within hearing distance, "Marcus, come here!"

Miley hurried back as soon as she saw the pack of hungry males. She pushed them aside and handed Lilly the drink.

"Here, Lilly. I hope these guys weren't bothering you." Miley tried to make her voice an octave deeper. The other males grumbled but left the couple alone.

"Did you see Oliver anywhere?" Lilly asked.

"No…" Miley shook her head. She gave another glance through the packed gym and almost lost her balance, "You'll never guess who I see dancing!"

Lilly stared around wildly, "Who?!"

"Jake Ryan and Sarah!" Miley laughed raucously. "Oh, I'm so going to make fun of him for that!"

"Wouldn't have seen that one coming!" Lilly agreed. "So we've found Jake. It shouldn't be that hard to find Oliver…"

They returned to their search, weaving between people wherever there was room. Eventually they found Oliver; he was in the middle of the dance floor. His arms were practically pinned on Mikayla because of the people around them, but she didn't seem to mind much. Lilly reached forward and tapped his shoulder.

"Lillster and…" Miley's name died on his lips. "What do we call you?" he whispered

Mikayla clucked, her way of laughing without making a scene, "Milton?"

"Marcus," Miley stated, indignant. "I think it's a good name."

Mikayla flicked a hand at her, "If you want…"

"So…" Oliver glanced at Mikayla, obviously wanting to return to the dance, "Nice seeing you guys."

Lilly grinned devilishly, "Oliver, you dog. I hope you use protection."

Oliver's face turned bright tomato red. "Lilly! I wasn't going… too soon! Stop it!"

Mikayla gripped his shoulders, "Ignore them. Pay attention to me."

Lilly couldn't help but giggle madly. Miley rubbed Lilly's arm, trying to get Lilly's attention back.

"Now can we dance?"

"Yeah…" Lilly replied reluctantly. Miley took note of the tone, but said nothing, at first. A few minutes past without comment and Miley relaxed. She wrapped her arms tightly around Lilly when a slow song came blasting through the speakers.

"Lilly… why don't you want to dance with me?"

Lilly rested her head on Miley's shoulder, not wanting to talk about it. She knew she had to, though. "I'm just kinda frustrated, that's all."

Miley swayed in time with the music, not letting her sudden panic affect her beat. "About what?"

"You act so nice when nobody knows we're together. But as soon as it's us and not, well, Annah-hay and Ola-lay, you flip some sort of switch and I can't touch you." Lilly whispered. "I feel like I'm the on-again-off-again girlfriend."

Miley winced slightly. "I'm sorry… I didn't know I was doing that."

Lilly rubbed her nose on Miley's neck. "I just wish we could be open about us."

Miley bit her lower lip; her heart rate quickened in response to her thoughts – maybe being open would be okay. There would always be people like Mr. Truscott who frowned on their relationship, but there were bound to be people like Robby, Mrs. Truscott, Dolly, Oliver… the good list seemed never ending. Miley knew Robby had been hinting at this for a while now and she wished she'd listened to him.

Oliver bumped into her from behind, skewing her hat on her head. It seemed to finalize her decision. She pulled her arms from Lilly and reached up to her hat. Pulling it off, she flung it into the crowd, knowing that nobody would know where it came from. She shook her long brunette hair out and returned her arms to Lilly's sides. Lilly stared at her blankly.

"Marcus… what are you doing?"

"I'm done hiding, Lilly." Miley snuggled close. "You want an open relationship, you got it."

Lilly flushed slightly and returned Miley's tight embrace. "Aren't you worried about what they'll say?"

"Yes," Miley admitted honestly, "but as long as I've got you and you've got me and we've both got Oliver, I think we'll be okay."

Oliver glanced over his shoulder and nearly had a heart attack. "Marcus! Your hat!"

Miley turned her head, "I don't need it."

Mikayla nodded to her, providing her approval, though she'd never say it out loud. Miley nodded back. A few seconds passed and in that time Miley found that she had the three best friends she could ever ask for – it didn't occur to her that it was strange that Mikayla now counted as a best friend.

Miley turned her mouth to Lilly's neck, kissing the open surface gently. Lilly interrupted the affection by putting her lips in the way. Her hands rose from Miley's arms to Miley's neck, tangling in Miley's now loose hair. She let her mouth open just barely wide enough to deepen the kiss.

It made her feel like a summer breeze – Miley was going to be open about her! No more secrets, no more hiding! Lilly thought that she could walk on air. In her mind's eye she pictured life after winter break: perhaps they'd sneak in a kiss during the passing periods, like Lilly'd seen every other couple at the school do, or maybe they'd hold hands as they walked to class.

Mikayla sniffed, nearly disgusted with their soppy display of love. It made her want to retch, the cuteness of it. To take her attention off it, she leaned in and kissed Oliver soundly – he nearly fell over. It was their first kiss together and he was more than thrilled. And, as he found out, she really knew how to kiss. He was one happy chap when she pulled away and flushed.

"Faye… has anyone ever told you that you're amazing?" He whispered, eyes sparkling happily.

"Of course." She tilted her nose into the air. "Basically by everyone I meet."

"Oh…" He lost a little of his steam. It was meant to be a compliment.

She softened when she saw his reaction, "But not by anybody like you."

In an instant, his unruly grin was back. "Thanks."

"This goes nowhere, got it? What's said to you, stays with you." She stared at him, testing his will with her eyes.

He shrugged, not looking for a fight, "Of course."

"I guess you can talk it over with them," Mikayla jerked her head in the direction of Miley and Lilly.

Oliver blushed, "Thanks, Faye."

"And I was thinking… how would Mike like to be Mikayla's official boyfriend?" She'd been thinking about this for a while. It would be a good way to stop all those stupid men from hitting on her and give her a reason to be with Oliver in public.

"Mike would love that." Oliver suddenly felt ten feet tall.

"But you're going to have to meet with my personal stylists. Your outfits generally look like you traded clothing with a stage manager from one of Hannah's concerts." She complained softly. "And Mikayla can't be seen with anything less than perfection."

Oliver's shoulders drooped. "I'm trying my hardest…"

"Oliver, you're fine. It's just your clothing," Mikayla assured him. "Just don't do anything too embarrassing when we're in public."

"You've got it, captain." He nearly saluted before realizing they were still dancing.

"And besides, if you don't look good, I'll get shown up by Miley again. Miley's got gorgeous arm candy, so I need some too." She raised her eyebrows expectantly, "Can you do that?"

"What? Be a piece of candy? Or just look smokin'?" He teased.

"You know what I mean."

"You know what they call me." Oliver smirked and bobbed his head slightly, "Smokin' Oken. Oken by name, smokin' by looks."

"Cut it out." Mikayla riposted, "You're embarrassing me."

"So no more Smokin' Oken?" He asked – she shook her head. "How about the Ollie Trollie?"

"No."

"Triple O?"

"No."

"Mr. Malibu?"

"No… How do you even have that title?" She chuckled. "Never mind, I don't even want to know."

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The dance wound down slowly as people began to get tired and drifted home. Miley was willing to stay all night, if that's what Lilly wanted, but Lilly was more interested in finding somewhere more private. As they headed for the gym doors with Oliver and Mikayla in tow, they ran into Jake Ryan.

He smiled at her, taking in her suit and her hand clasped with Lilly's. "Wow, didn't know you had the guts, Stewie. Can I talk to you for a minute?"

Miley exchanged a look with Lilly and they smiled. "Go ahead, Miles. I'll just be outside with Oliver and… Faye," she kissed her lightly before heading out the doors.

Miley grinned at her ex-boyfriend, "So, is this where you declare your undying love for me? What would Sarah think?"

"We're… it's nothing, I guess. She just looked lonely… But she left halfway through the dance to take the night shift at an old folk's home." Jake stared her dead in the eyes. "Miley, I need to thank you."

"Thank me? Why?" She was utterly confused. "What did I do?"

"You were a friend to me, and you helped me be… normal." Jake nodded, "Yeah, normal. And it's been great. So thanks." Smirking, he winked at her and left her standing in the nearly empty gymnasium.

Smiling, she left the dance and found her friends waiting outside. The night air was cool, but not to the point where they'd require jackets.

"So… we've still got some time to burn," Oliver quipped when Miley rejoined the group, "What do you girls want to do?"

All three answered at the same time –

"Movie!"

"Food!"

"Park!"

Oliver rolled his eyes. "Faye wants to go to the movies, Lilly wants food, and Miley wants to go to the park. Sounds reasonable."

Miley chuckled, "Well, if Lilly wants food, I'll go to a restaurant with her. You and Faye could catch a movie while we eat, and we can all meet at the park afterwards."

Mikayla nodded shortly – the arrangement was satisfactory. "I like that."

Lilly beamed, "Way to go Miley!"

"So we'll meet at McCallister Park in three hours, okay?" Miley asked Oliver, who nodded in response.

Oliver patted his pockets, trying to remember if he'd brought his wallet with him. Luck smiled down on him – it was safely tucked into his jacket. "What do you want to see?"

The two wandered down the sidewalk, heads close together. Lilly resisted the urge to whistle loudly. Instead, she turned to Miley and smiled.

"So what did Jake want?"

Miley's smile grew wider, "To thank me."

Lilly looked positively stunned. "For what?"

"Nothing, he was just being Jake."

Lilly smiled at Miley, enjoying being with her in the open.

"What kind of food do you want?" Miley asked, still smiling. "Remember, though, that I can't get us instant reservations right now."

"That's okay. Anywhere is fine." Lilly rubbed her stomach, "Actually, I'm not that hungry. Can we just go to the park?"

As they got in the car and drove towards their destination, Miley tried to keep a conversation afloat between them.

"It's a nice night, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"I like the stars… They're very… er… starry."

"Yeah."

"Little cold, though."

"I guess."

"You're pretty."

"Yeah."

"Lilly, I know you're not listening to me." Miley walked slowly, quite hurt by Lilly's actions.

"Yeah." Lilly blinked suddenly, snapping out of her reverie. "Oh, Miley, I'm sorry."

Miley shook her head. "I don't know what's gotten into you lately."

"I'm just scared, Miley." Lilly admitted hesitantly.

"Lils, nothing bad is going to happen. When we go back to school in January, there will be people acting stupidly, but we'll get through it." Miley broke off her speech when she stopped the car and the playground of the park came into sight. "I'll race you to the swings!"

Lilly smiled – Miley was definitely not a runner, so this race would be too easy. "You're on!"

They both bolted out of the car and broke into a sprint with Lilly pulling into an early lead. She slowed herself down to let Miley catch up. Feigning like she was running her hardest, Lilly kept even with Miley only to fall behind at the end, giving the win to Miley.

"Lilly, I know you're faster than me," Miley chided, trying to catch her breath properly. "But that was sweet of you…"

Lilly grinned, "I claim the tire swing!"

While Lilly clambered in, Miley stood behind the rubber contraption and waited patiently until Lilly was safely aboard. She gave it a few good shoves to get Lilly really going before turning tail and dashing to the main jungle gym. Jumping quickly, she raced to the top of the metal tower and spread her arms to the night sky.

"I claim this tower in the name of Queen Miley!" She giggled foolishly.

Lilly tried to get off the tire, but found that it had spun her too much for her to see straight. She ended up falling into the woodchips and sitting there for several moments as her vision steadied. As soon as she was ready, she sprang to her feet and ran to the jungle gym.

"You shall never claim this land!" She hollered up at Miley. Miley turned her attention from the stars down to the blonde girl ten feet below.

"And who are you to stop me?"

"I am Lady Lillian! I was born to rule this land!" Lilly began to climb the structure. "My father conquered this land way before you got here!"

Miley chuckled and turned to climb down the other side. If it was a chase Lilly wanted, a chase Lilly would get. She jumped the last few feet down and took off for the monkey bars. Lilly reached the top and shook her fist at Miley's back. Hot in pursuit, she slid down and darted away. Sensing her imminent danger, Miley skipped the bars and just ran for the grassy area surrounding the playground. Vaguely remembering that she was in formal wear, she tumbled down and waited for Lilly to catch up.

Lilly hit the ground next to her, panting madly. "I'm going to fight you to the death, oh false queen."

Miley shoved her gently, "Oh no! You aren't man enough." She dusted off her suit jacket, "And we both know how manly I can be."

Lilly laughed derisively. "Well, you'll let your guard down eventually and then I'll strike."

Miley raised her eyebrows in disbelief. She lunged forward and pinned Lilly to the grass. "Like that?"

Lilly sighed, "No! You can't defeat me!"

Miley chuckled. "I guess the only good solution is marriage."

"Oh, Miley, I thought you'd never ask."

Dropping the game, Miley leaned forward and kissed Lilly's cheek. "Lilly, are you feeling better now?"

"Yes." Lilly wished Miley would kiss her again. It was moments like that when Lilly knew they'd be together forever.

"We've still got like two hours before Oliver and Mikayla show up…" Miley whispered suggestively.

Lilly tried to roll over and switch their positions but met with resistance. Miley wasn't willing to give up her dominant stature. One pleaded look from Lilly weakened her resolve, though, and she gave in. Once on top, Lilly wasted no time soundly kissing Miley. Her dress proved frustrating, though, and soon enough Miley pushed her back down.

She slid her knee along Lilly's as far as the dress would permit. Lilly's hands found their way onto Miley's waist, holding Miley steady. As Miley pulled away for a breath of fresh air, Lilly gazed up at her lovingly. Her hands stayed in place and after a moment, Lilly tried to pull Miley back down to her lips. Miley took a side trip, though, and set her attention on Lilly's neck.

Lilly groaned softly, enjoying the attention. Her hands dropped to her side weakly. Miley took that as a good sign and continued. Even if she'd had her mind together, Lilly wouldn't have had Miley stop. Miley dipped lower, kissing along Lilly's bare chest, going the edge of Lilly's dress. Pausing, Miley glanced up to meet Lilly's gaze – Lilly's eyes were half shut and glazed. Miley let her fingers trail up to the edge of the dress, sliding under the edge.

"Miley!" Oliver hollered. "Lilly!"

Miley flinched and drew back. "Damn it! What!?"

"What are you two doing down there… Oh. Oh! I'll come back." Oliver had approached a few minutes earlier, trying to spot his two best friends on the off chance they'd skipped dinner. Mikayla hadn't wanted to see any of the movies playing at the nearest theater so Oliver decided they could just go straight to the park.

"Where are they, Ollie?" Mikayla grabbed his arm. He quickly positioned himself between Mikayla and Miley and Lilly.

"Um… There." He pointed behind him, "They'll join us in a moment."

Miley gave Lilly a hand up with a disappointed smile. Lilly sat up and dusted her dress off. "Miles, can we talk?"

"Yeah, of course." Miley waved to Mikayla before holding up her forefinger to signify it would be a moment.

"It's just… I'm not sure if I'm ready to… well… you know." Lilly stared at the grass bashfully, "I mean, I really love you and I like kissing you but…"

"It's okay, Lils, I understand." Miley tipped Lilly's chin up with delicate fingers and smiled softly. "We have years ahead of us. I shouldn't have pushed you."

Lilly flung her arms around Miley. "Yeah. We have years."

Oliver laughed loudly at something Mikayla said and Miley tugged Lilly along to meet up with the other couple. Miley felt, at that moment, that if she had another shooting star to wish on, she'd have to wish for the evening to never end.