This is for someone, and you know who you are.

You Give Love a Bad Name

Ok, this is a song fic.

You give love a bad name is by Bon Jovi, and the characters are by TP the plot is mine.

The grey eyes seemed so angelic, and sweet. Numair could have had no way of knowing that Varice had enchanted Daine to leave him. He smiled as he saw her walking towards him. Slowly she came down the hall, a sultry prowl. 'Very unusual for her,' he thought. He shrugged it off, and waved. She smirked, 'stranger still, but whatever,' he thought.

"Hello, Daine." He said, when she got to him, taking her smaller hands in his. The nails were painted red.

"Numair, I have to talk to you." Said Daine. 'Nope,' thought Numair. 'Her voice is still the same shy voice as it ever was.'

"Yes Magelet, what is it?" he asked. Daine grabbed his hand and pulled him behind a wall.

"I'm sorry Numair, but I really can't be with you." She said, not sounding remotely sorry. Numair's jaw fell open. If you looked into his eyes, it was obvious that his heart had just been cracked into a hundred million pieces, and then stomped on 'till it turned to dust. If Daine had been herself, the look in his eyes alone would have killed her, however she was not, and simply looked expectant, like he should say something.

Shot through the heart, and you're to blame.

Darlin' you give love a bad name.

An angel's smile is what you sell
You promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion's a prison, you can't break free.

"W-what?" Numair had found his voice. "Why?" Daine raised her eyebrows, surprised that he didn't know.

"You, Master Salmalin, are far too old for me. It's disgusting really, I need someone of my own age. Someone young, and handsome, someone like Kaddar." She said with a smirk. This cracked Numair's dust which was formerly his heart in half.

"I see." He said simply. It took all of his self control not to cry.

You're a loaded gun
There's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done.

Numair walked stiffly to his room. Numb. The feeling had not come back yet. He was thankful for it, because if it had, he would have completely lost it, right there in the hall. He reached his door, and collapsed against it. He opened it, and fell into his room, where he collapsed on the floor. Then, the feeling came back into him.

Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
You give love a bad name
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name
You give love a bad name.

Then, Master Numair, the greatest and most powerful mage in the whole world, started to cry. At first it was just a tear down the side of his face. Then he really started to cry. The sobs racked his body, he just lay there, on the floor shaking. Breathing heavily, tears still pouring down his face, he got up. He walked out the door of his rooms, slamming it behind him. He walked down the stone halls, out of the castle, people stared, but he didn't care. He walked across the grounds, to the stables. He got Spots, saddled him, and rode towards his tower. All the way there he cried, the tears blowing off his face and neck from the wind. He didn't stop riding till he got there.

"She was playing games with me. The whole time, she was just pretending." He said to himself aloud, in between sobs.

You paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boy's dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye.

When he got to the tower, he went straight up to his room. He collapsed on the bed. All he could think about was the pain. He sobbed, and wailed, and occasionally cried out in pain. He didn't know what to think, and he could feel nothing but extreme sorrow. He had never felt this completely awful in his entire life. There was nothing that could possibly be worse than this.

You're a loaded gun
There's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done.

Noone, and nothing could help him. No healer could ever stop this pain. It hurt everywhere.

Shot through the heart
and you're to blame
You give love a bad name
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name.

Ok, so that was it. R&R. Was it good, bad, great, terrible, what?

If you guys liked it, and want it to continue, so you can see what happens next, I'll write another chapter, if you all hate it, then I wont. So tell my what you thought.