(A/N): Hello everyone, Wandering Letters here!

I decided to run through all of my currently existing stories here in the League Of Legends fandom and give them all a makeover. I looked back and I noticed how awful I was back in the day and I decided to launch what I like to call a restoration. Every single one of the fanfics I've posted for League Of Legends is gonna get a complete update and facelift. I won't be changing the fundamental idea of any of them, I'll just be adjusting small little things to make it a bit easier to read as well as fix all the glaring errors I had before.

EDIT: Did some touching up on the grammar and formatting to more reflect on my current style and level.

Chapter 1: We Are Not So Different

It was another harsh day of matches on the Fields Of Justice and I was exhausted; I kept myself occupied with matches to occupy my mind. I had far too many personal problems outside the Institute Of War. As I released the spell binding me to the champion I chose this time, I used what energy I had left to bring her back into to the large lobby area. After channeling the teleportation spell for several seconds, she appeared in a flash of blue light. I stumbled from exhaustion but she was already there to catch me.

"Are you alright summoner?" she asked in concern.
"I'm fine Riven...just exhausted," I replied.

She helped me into a chair and took a seat beside me.

"This is the 30th match this week," she said.
"I'm sorry that I kept calling on you so much," I replied with an apologetic tone.
"Oh no it's perfectly fine summoner...but the reason I say this is because you've spent a lot of time here; is everything well?" she asked.

I didn't expect such compassion from a supposed Exile.

"I've just been trying to keep my mind off of personal problems," I replied.

I nearly fell down when I rose in an attempt to get a drink and she was again there to support me.

"Can you teleport us to your room?" she asked.

I closed my eyes and mustered all my remaining energy before managing to bring us both into my quarters. I immediately collapsed on her back but Riven was a strong woman. She helped me to my bed and lifted my legs onto it.

"You really need get some rest," she said.
"Thank you," I said.

She smiled at me.

"It's no trouble; we are friends after all," she said, still with that smile of hers.

I felt warmth flow through my body and I was sure that my cheeks were red, though my hood hid them from her view.

"Yes...we've become good friends since you joined the League," I said.

She nodded and rose to her feet.

"Would you like something from the cafeteria?" she asked.
"Anything; I'm not picky," I replied.

She nodded and left. I allowed my eyes to shut as I slowly drifted off into to sleep. I couldn't take my mind off of Riven; she and I had become so close and I guess that was most likely due to the fact that we were quite alike. Similar to her status as an Exile, I was an outcast during my younger days at school and the Summoning Academy. I was a very good student but I made little to no friends until I finally reached the League. I was a summoner who chose champions I liked rather than to choose randomly. I usually worked alongside Shen and Rammus but once Riven came into the picture, I felt a connection almost immediately. From that moment, she and I were instantly partners that clicked like clockwork. I knew exactly how to make use of her unique abilities and occasionally, I would even allow her to have control of herself to take actions of her own accord. Unlike other summoners, I didn't allow myself to get into Riven's memories; I believed this was one of the reasons why she was so easy to befriend. I truly believed that her life in the past was in the past for a reason.

...

I don't know how much time passed...but I felt my body come back to life once I felt a tug at my sleeve. I opened my eyes to see Riven beside me, smiling. She had placed a tray on the end table beside me. I smiled as she handed it to me.

"I tried to get some of everything," she said.
"Thank you...I appreciate it," I said gratefully.

I looked to the clock to see that I was asleep for nearly an hour.

"How long were you sitting there?" I asked.
"About fifteen minutes,"

I still found it hard to believe that she stood in a line for that long to get me food.

"You're look much better," she said.
"I guess I just needed a little break," I said as I bit into a sandwich.

I offered her an apple and she happily took it before biting into it and smiling with content. After a few minutes, I put the tray aside but for some reason, Riven still did not leave my room.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

She looked at me blankly for a few seconds as if she were trying to find the words to respond.

"May I ask...why you chose me of all of the champions to partner with so much?" she asked.

She rubbed the back of her arm and looked towards the wall. I knew precisely what she as feeling from the look in her eyes...confusion.

"You and I...we're not so different," I said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.

I gestured her to come closer as she joined me on my bed.

"I may not have literally been exiled and forced to wander Runeterra...but I know what it's like to feel alone," I said as my eyes narrowed.

I pulled my hood back for the first time in her presence. She focused more on me, her blank face now quite interested.

"When I was growing up, I was never able to settle down in one place because my parent traveled constantly...the moment I finally felt as if I settled into one place, I had to move on to another," I continued.

I felt a fire light inside of me; it wasn't very often that I spoke about my past or my feelings.

"When I decided to become a Summoner, my parents disowned me saying I would never make something good of myself," I continued.
"You've proven them wrong many times over," she said.

She was right; many of the Summoners in the League knew my name; I was a veteran that joined the Institute in it's early days. The champions I worked with also knew my name and never argued when I selected them (except for Nocturne and Brand but they just hated Summoners in general). Riven and I have been working together ever since she first joined the League about a year ago and she and I showed a particular brand of chemistry that I simply could not describe.

"I know the feeling of loneliness better than most...and I just want you to know that you're not alone anymore Summoner; you have friends here and I'm sure that you're not a failure in their eyes," she said.

I could see longing and sadness in her eyes.

"The same goes for you Riven," I said.

She stiffened and her eyes locked onto mine.

"I never saw you as a traitor to Noxus; you did what you believed was right and no one can take that away from you," I said.

Her eyes softened.

"You're never alone and you can always come to me," I said.

She smiled slightly at my words, her beautiful face now full of life unlike just before where she seemed almost...saddened?

"Wait...why am I calling Riven beautiful?"

I felt heat developing in my cheeks and also within myself. Was I...growing fond of her?

"Summoner...there's something I want to ask of you," she said.

I scooted closer to her and put a hand on hers.

"Anything," I said.

She looked at me with a gaze I had never seen before...almost making it seem as if she were vulnerable.

"I want...you to kiss me..." she whispered as she moved close to me.

My eyes widened at her request. My heart rate suddenly doubled as she lowered the hood over her head. Her white hair was the perfect length for my tastes. To say she was attractive did her no justice because even though she was a highly feared Noxian soldier, she was still a very beautiful woman. I hated to admit it at times but there would be occasions where I would look at her red lips and wonder just how they felt...

"What the hell is wrong with me..."

She looked at me, now with a red tint in her cheeks and an intoxicated look on her face. It was completely evident to me that she had given this a lot of thought but was unable to bring herself to reveal it until now.

I placed a hand on her cheek and brought my lips to hers. It felt incredibly awkward as I had never kissed a girl in my entire life until this very moment but she didn't move away. After a few seconds, she scooted closer to me, wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me as close as space would allow. I felt like I was in a different world with her connected to me like this. She tasted sweet from the apple she just ate leaving a tang in her mouth and I could also taste coffee which she must've drank during her wait in the cafeteria line. After a few seconds, I broke the contact.

"Wow..." I said in awe.
"Summoner?" she said softly.

I looked down at her.

"Please...kiss me again," she whispered.

I happily obliged, this time being daring enough to allow my tongue to poke her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and our tongues locked together in a battle that was largely a stalemate. Her arms were wrapped around my neck even tighter than before as she pressed me against her petite but sturdy form. After several minutes of bliss, she broke away from me with a smile on her face.

"You have no idea how long I've thought about doing that," she whispered.
"I never would've imagined that you saw me in that light," I said humbly.
"I've had plenty of time to warm up to the idea of it," she said with a smile.

I leaned off of her and scratched the back of my head nervously. We weren't friends at first; Riven was very cold to everyone after her harsh life as an Exile. She wandered Runeterra for a very long time, trusting in absolutely no one and she carried that personality into the League. When I first chose her, she was silent and refused to trust me. After several months, I realized that she began to soften up, even going so far as to apologize for her occasional outbursts of rage whenever I made as mistake in a match. After nine months, I decided to confront her about her past. She knew I had the power to simply read her mind and learn it all but I respected her enough to allow her to tell me if she so wished. She declined at first but promised me that she would tell me one day.

Time passed and eventually, she finally sat me down and told me everything. From her story, I knew that she felt like an abomination who deserved nothing but the worst of fates; believing that you betrayed your country could do that to you. Even though I knew I couldn't do all that much to help, I did everything I could to let her know that I wouldn't abandon her; I knew that she was a strong woman who had her reasons for doing what she did. She felt lost and that she fought all for no reason. I was no Noxian but I could imagine how much she loved her country to feel the need to put herself in self imposed exile out of the sheer guilt.

I lay a hand on hers.

"I'll never think of you as a failure...remember that even after the days we are no longer together," I said.

Riven smiled at me and I noticed a few tears cascade her cheek. I wiped them away with the excess of my robe sleeve.

"Thank you summoner..." she whispered.
"My name is Kit," I said.

She looked at me in shock.

"I appreciate you addressing my title but I think that we've long passed formalities," I said.

She smiled.

"I have two favors to ask of you," I said.

She looked at me intently.

"The first is that I want us to spend more time together," I said honestly.

She smiled and nodded eagerly.

"The second..." I said as I held her hand.

I pulled her towards me.

"Is another kiss," I whispered.

She revealed her pearly white teeth and her cheeks were red.

"I'll do them both on one condition," she said.

I looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"If you allow me to sleep here instead of downstairs beside Gangplank and Jericho Swain; they're ridiculously annoying at times," she said.

I smiled at her.

"What's mine is yours," I said.

She removed her jacket and her armor and I gave her one of my shirts to change into to hide her undwear from me. She walked into my bathroom and I took the opportunity to remove my robe, leaving me in a pair of long pants and a white shirt. She returned with her hair no longer pinned up and the shirt slightly able to cover up to her thighs. She climbed into the bed and met my lips once more. She wrapped my hands around her back and leaned forward, deepening the connection between us. I smiled into the kiss and after several heated minutes, I broke away from her.

"I...don't think that what you say will come to pass Kit," she said softly.

I was utterly puzzled as to what she was referring to and my face caused her to laugh softly.

"The days that we aren't together...I don't want to leave your side," she said.

I felt my cheeks heat up and I nervously let out a breath and laughed.

"I don't either...but a better man could come into your life who can give you more than I ever could...it doesn't help that I'm an Ionian so it would probably be frowned upon you news of our...relationship reached back to Noxus," I said.

She didn't seem fazed by my words.

"I love my country...but I think I can live with an Ionian man being my significant other," she said.

With that, she lay her head on my chest. I smiled as I waved my hands to douse the lights of my room. It wasn't long before she was fast asleep in my arms.

We really weren't so different after all.