I feel so idiotic for making A NEW STORY. FUCK ME. DAMMIT. Yeah this one's a Shen x Pantheon. I love this pairing. Shen has one sexy voice. xD So does Jax. But still. I'm sorry for not updating the others, I SWEAR I WILL after I'm done with my essays. :D I PROMISE. Now enjoy this one chapter. -HB

Ziggs: What's happening to me?!

Blaze: What about me?!

Rumble: What?! Are you serious?!

Lucas: Blaze, calm down, we're having sexy-time while he's not writing. Remember? Our holiday?!

Ahri: Oh please, I'm stuck in time here. Although I am starting to like this one... ;D

Sona: ...:/

Chase: SHUT UP YOU GUYS.

Hipster: You guys aren't even in this story...

Chapter 1

The masked champion was huffing and puffing loudly, as he had been hiking this steep mountain for the whole day with absolutely no rest. His body ached to instantly fall and sleep, but his sheer willpower allowed him to stand on his feet. His breaths came in short intervals, his suit all tattered and torn. His muscled body was bloodied with scratches and slashes. His two swords were strapped on his back, and he had decided to reach the top of this particular mountain for a reason – to find someone. The champion staggered slowly, step by step, but he didn't notice the dark figure approaching him. He turned as he saw the shield land on him, throwing him into blissful sleep and peace.

Pantheon was walking around the borders of the summit of Mount Gargantuan, as he lived away from his tribesmen. Patrolling the perimeters of his territory, with his shield and spear, the morning sun was still pretty hot at this altitude. His helmet stayed on him literally forever, and no one has ever seen the inside of it. Perhaps Leona has, but no one knows for sure who indeed has. Back to the story, but as Pantheon was walking cheerfully and rather very warlike as always, he discovered a certain ninja-looking champion trudging through the mountains. Pantheon thought it was Zed, the evil and malicious villain from Ionia. Pantheon grinned silently and decided it was time he stopped this evil from growing. He snuck up on the mistaken champion and smashed his head with the shield. The "villain" toppled and Pantheon saw who it really was. Shen from the Kinkou. He was so screwed. Pantheon knew he did something terrifically horrible, and so he hefted the unconscious ninja up on his shoulders and decided to take care of him for the while. He sighed and walked slowly back to his home.

"Hrmm…. Mmph…" Shen muttered as he woke up slowly with a bone-shattering migraine. It definitely is not the best way to sleep and even wake up, and he found himself on top of something soft and furry. It was comfortable and perfect. He looked around in awe. The structure he was in was made of rocks, perfectly squared off and clean. Pillars carved ornately were everywhere, and it was almost like a temple, something that Summoners said about Greece. Shen found his body wrapped in clean bandages, his wounds treated. He tried to get up but couldn't. The house still awed him, as it was huge and gorgeous. He heard footsteps echoing. A huge muscled man with a helm on approached him. He was not an enemy.

"How are you feeling? Is your head still aching?" The man asked in a low yet aggressive voice. Shen figured that's how he always spoke.

"I-I think I'm a little better… Who are you?" Shen asked politely. The man grunted, as if displeased.

"I am Pantheon, warrior from the Rakkor tribe, friend of Leona, the Radiant Dawn, and I know you as Shen, from Ionia, one of the Kinkou. Is that right?" Pantheon chucked as he answered and asked the question. Shen felt embarrassed to be saved when he knew he should have been able to find this champion easily.

"Y-Yes… That would be me." Shen answered quietly. He felt himself blushing brightly, but thankfully his face was covered by the mask. Thank Pantheon for that.

"Now answer me, Shen. For what reasons are you here?" Pantheon asked him gently. Was it even possible for Pantheon to be gentle in his ways? Shen thought about it.

"I-I was sent here to look for you, and to train in your ways as well. W-Would you be willing to help me?" Shen asked. He knew something was wrong with him the moment he saw Pantheon. It was just indescribable. He hasn't felt this way since… Never. Something about Pantheon made him more… vulnerable.

"Is that so? Well… I presume I could help you. I was getting bored here anyways. Alright. As soon as you get healed, I will help you. And, by the way, your clothes are right beside you. Now, get some rest." Pantheon seemed to wink as he walked away. Shen sat in a daze, as he looked down to find himself stark naked with bandages in different places. He felt like screaming. His face was burning with embarrassment. He quickly grabbed his clothes and wore them, falling into a deep slumber soon.