Disclaimer: whatever you read in here is not mine... I just wish to have Auron's ownership

Warning: Unbetaed as usual so carefull with typos, grammatical errors and whatever, english is not my language dudes :/

It was finally THE day.

The sun had risen, its rays shining in the new dawn of the so much awaited day.

Auron, already awake, stopped brushing his shiny long mane, carefully tying the dark locks in a perfect ponytail.

With clear excitement he looked at his own reflection in the mirror to see if everything was in order. It was their first date after all, it had to be perfect. He had to, she was already perfect.

The image of a young warrior monk stared back at him, freshly shaved and Auron could feel himself pleased with his reflection. He could even smell the clean scent of his washed clothes as he moved away from the mirror and exited the room, followed by his fast heartbeat ringing in his ears.

Auron found himself in a dark and silent corridor, no sunlight to light the alined windows and no other monks around, just him; he began walking at a normal speed then, even if the desire to run or just skip a few steps was aroused by his enthusiasm for knowing what had to came.

The walk was agonisingly long for his tastes but in the end Auron finally reached his partner's chamber and his breath was caught up just to match his heart.

He swallowed the mix of tension and excitement while opening the last obstacle to his loved one.

And there she was. She was truly outstanding.

Auron let his eyes roaming all over the tentalizing formes, taking note of the sheer beauty emanating from polished semplicity. She seemed to be surrounded by light standing proudly in the middle of the room.

He smiled, his gaze full of fondness and with a quivering arm he reached for her, too strong his desire to touch what Auron knew he had rights over. Fingertips brushed lightly all over her smooth texture, shivering with pleasure at that feelings and still gazing adoringly at her.

She was awaiting for him, she always did.

"The wait is over my beloved" Auron whispered gently before bowing lightly his head to her and taking her in his hands.

The katana shined happily in answer, confortably put on the monk's shoulder while he took her away for their very first fight, the first of many many others.