Numair and Daine fluffiness! Immerse yourself in it, but mind, it might just drown you…Warning of high sugar levels and being a lover of D/N fluff, you can guess what happens when I am not sleepy and my parents are too tired to nag at me and make me go to sleep. Hah! Pure fluff is available so it is dangerous. Very dangerous. It can turn your mind around, for a day, at least. My friend- never mind. If you all want, I'll tell you, but I need you to tell me through reviews, mind, it is not just a trick to get you all to review (get two for the price of one!) I wanna write about my friends- (never mind, I am just wasting your time. Hehe. This has ten chappies of pure fluff. I took the idea from umm, somebody, the owner of 30 kisses in 30 themes (or something) Yea. Thanks! A lot! It is about how Numair broke the news to Daine, not in RoTG type, so. Yea. Bear with me cuz I dun have enough sugar in my blood!

In the dark…

"Oh gods, why do I love her so much?" Numair asked himself in his room. They had just returned from their trying time in Carthak. He knew through his feelings and confusion every time she was near, that he was in love. "I hate myself!" he said. "No, Well, yes, well, no, urgguh! I bet I'm the only one who has thought so much about love!" He hated himself, but loved Daine. He didn't know how to stop it.

He felt wrong for falling in love. He was sure that she didn't return his affections. He was too old for her! It was wrong to pull her into such tomfoolery. She didn't deserve it. Not at all. She deserved much better than him. Much much better. Then, something happened…

It was dark night and Daine was attending a meeting that Jon had forced on them, but unfortunately, she fell asleep. Alanna fell asleep too. Typical. (I know, OOC.) (Remember, sugar high?)

George grinned at Numair, showing that they were similar in a way, and for a moment, George thought he saw something in Numair's eyes, that hadn't been there before. It was almost like a deep passionate yearning, for something, or someone. It was weird, Numair had all the women he ever wanted. He had no need to yearn, unless of course, but Numair wouldn't love anyone, would he? Hmm, I can't think who. No! Not Daine! Is it? He told Alanna of his thoughts and got laughed at. Alanna said, "George, it is so obvious! I don't think he has figured it out yet. Idiot!" George laughed.

At the same time, he was picking Daine up from the couch. He shook his head and said to George, "Your wife, and my student, both of them can't be serious. It is so unnatural." George nodded in agreement. As soon as he reached her room, he placed her on her bed gently. He couldn't help it he smoothened her hair and touched her shoulder. He realized what was happening and jerked his hand back. He knew that it was his only chance; he bent over her and kissed her. "Magelet, you don't know how much I love you." He sighed and turned off the light and left her room, unknown t him, Daine's eyes opened in shock. She cursed softly. She couldn't sleep; she kept feeling his lips on hers.

The next morning, at three, she shape shifted and went into his room. She always kept a pair of clothes with him. She changed and went near his bed. In the dawn light, she could just make out his gentle features curved in a soft smile. She noticed something clutched in his hand. She pried it open and saw a small golden locket. Snapping the clutch open, she saw a picture of hers and a lock of wispy brown hair. It was hers. It was a lovers token. She nudged him until he woke up. He looked shocked to see her in his room. "What are you doing Magelet?" he sat up.

Daine couldn't and didn't say anything. She just bent over and kissed him. It was like a wildfire, passionate and uncontrollable. That searing feeling spread through their bodies and consumed them. "What is the meaning of this Daine?" he asked.

"Don't act dumb. I woke up last night and thanked the gods I did. You dolt! If only you had told me! I have loved you since that day when you asked me to be your student. Idiot!" she kissed him again.

He looked disbelieving. "This is another one of my dreams, isn't it? Screw it all!" Daine rolled her eyes.

"How many friggin times do I have to kiss you before you realize that it is real?" she asked.

"Pinch me." Numair said. Daine gladly obliged. "Ouch! Oh god! It is true! Daine. I love you."

"I told you a million times, I love you too."