Hello! So I'm here with a brand new story, and it's a Castiel/Candy one, yaaay. So a few things before I start:

- This is a Soulmate!AU, so if you don't like it don't read it.

- The first paragraph belongs to Plato

- All of the My Candy Love characters and scenarios and stuff belong to ChiNoMiko, not me

- I'm a potty mouth, beware

- This is based of a tumblr post. I'll put the link in my profile

So I was thinking the other day about this. Every MCL fanfic here takes place in the US. But I don't know much about them and there is nothing - as far as I am concerned - in MCL that says where Sweet Amoris is! We don't even know if the place is called Sweet Amoris, and, technically, it is in France, right? So I decide that in this fic, Sweet Amoris is in England, because it's mah country and I know a lot about it. So, if you're british and you want to get a notion about where it is, or if you're from anywhere else and you want to google it so you're more into everything, my Sweet Amoris is in Sussex, right next to Brighton soooo

- Sweet Amoris is in the UK!

That's all, so please review and follow and favourite 'cause it makes me happy. Also, don't worry, I'll still update Is It Hate That I'm Feeling.


Prologue

According to Greek Mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.

But Prometheus wanted to make things easier for mankind. He first gave them the fire, enabling civilization. Then, alongside Hecate, they made a way for humans to identify their other half, the mate to their soul. Upon meeting their "soul-mate", the heart of both humans would light up bright red.

As the centuries passed, the soulmates filled another purpose. They started falling in love. All of them. And the word soulmate gained another meaning, and the colour red was no longer of blood, but of love. But they no longer discovered who their soulmate was by meeting them; a romantic bond had to be made first. The Light isn't always right, sometimes it makes mistakes, but it is never wrong twice.

People must remember that The Light is powerful. It changes a person, not only mentally, but also physically. Minor face features and eye colour change are the most common one, and hair colour change is the rarest one, but it also means that it is the purest form of love."

-A Study In Soulmates, JONES - Martha, Chapter 1: Introduction.

The first rime Eleanor read that, she was 7. Since then, she reads it almost daily, waiting for her true love, hoping her hair would change colour, just like in the Disney movies. She always wondered the intensity of her Light. Would it be really bright? Would people talk about it nonstop, just because it was so beautiful? She wanted a soulmate more than anything.

The first time Castiel read that, he didn't exactly read it. It was in his anatomy class when he was 12. His teacher read it for them and, because he didn't have anything else to do, he decided to pay attention. But when Mr. Thompson finished, Castiel wished he had just found something to do. The boy hadn't heard anything so stupid in his entire life. That day, he decided he would try to be alone forever, never find his soulmate. He never read the text again.

If the two of them met one day, they would most certainly not get along. Eleanor was overexcited. Castiel was way too grumpy. Eleanor liked roses. Castiel smoked too much. She liked parties. He liked being alone. She was eco-friendly. He smoked too much. They were never meant to meet. There were 63.2 million people on that island, what are the chances? Not big when one of them lives in Inverness, in the Scottish Highlands, and the other one lives in Sweet Amoris, east Sussex in England.

Eleanor looked at her driveway for one last time as the car pulled away. The twins were sleeping next to her. Her mum was opening Google Maps on her phone and her dad was focused on the road.

The teenage girl put on her headphones and turned up the music, feeling that maybe listening to Metallica would help. Leaving behind all of her friends, all of her life, and going to another country, even if it is a close one, it was hard. But she was Eleanor Amelia Burns. She could make it.

"Sweet Amoris, here I come"