I wasn't always a Noxian, much less a Noxian soldier. I have no memory of where I was born, except that people there had hair like the snow; white and smooth. My parents were never known, for they were killed, but I suspect now that those who took me in killed them. Somewhere along that, where I don't remember, I was brought into Noxus. Trained to be a soldier, for those who "took care" of me were soldiers too, though they did not really so much care for me as for me becoming another pawn for Noxus, though then I did not think that way, I strove for brilliance.
After the militarization, strength was very important. Since I was not magically attuned, I decided to become stronger physically, becoming not only able to hold large blades about the size of my body, but also becoming able to use them effectively in battle. When I reached adulthood, I was recruited into the Noxian military, where I served loyally, fighting the battles that I thirsted for, proving my strength. In each coming battle, I got more accolades and was soon rewarded with a rune blade forged just for me, for the strength that I have. With that, I went through many tough fights and got out without any scars. However, the coming Ionian war made things different. Noxus decided to attempt to get an upper hand on Ionia, due to the strength of the Ionians because of their magical strength, by building war machines and toxins. I did not see how bad it was, until the most recent battle, when me and my fellow soldiers were surrounded, called for aid, and instead were bombarded by the chemical bomb sent by the infamous mad chemist, Singed. Many of my friends whom I knew for most of my life died today. As I write this, I am running from the search parties through a nearby forest. I would hopefully be marked as dead soon.
*Panting*
My supplies are low… I should've thought through more clearly before just running off… maybe I should go back… No! I've already ran. If I go back, I'll be executed for cowardice!
A house! …Oh no… I might be recognized… I killed their people! I…
"Hello?" A man dressed in a grey robe walked out from the shadows, carrying a lantern.
Oh no! I've been spotted!
"Don't run! I'm not going to hurt you!" The man said as he grabbed my shoulder.
"Why are you here?"
"I… I am running from Noxus."
"Ah, you are coming from Noxus. What happened? You look like you got bombarded by the Noxian gas bombs."
"Y… err I mean I was trying to run… oh whatever."
I sighed.
"I was a Noxian soldier but I deserted. Kill me if you want to." I said, dejectedly, putting my wrists out to show I meant what I said. I was never good at lying, unlike some professional deceivers such as the shady Black Rose society and the diplomatic strategist Swain.
The man actually laughed.
"It's alright. You are running from Noxus. I'll help you. I'm sure Ionia should be safe for your stay. The league has already sent peace ambassadors and has an army on standby to help stop the war. I'm Yasuo." Said the man, smiling.
"I'm Riven."
"Come on, we can't stay out here all night long."
I followed him into his house. Just as we closed the door, there was a knock.
I quickly hid into a corner near the window. I opened it slightly in case I had to make a quick escape. Yasuo looked through the peep hole before opening the door, feinting sleepiness.
"Hey Yasuo!" Another man. He looked like Yasuo, but was slightly thinner and had a lighter skin tone, with lighter hair too.
"What is it Yone?" Yasuo dragged his words, pretending to be genuinely tired, even though he had been extremely alert when he had found me.
"Oh nothing, just thought someone came around here and was worried for you. Is there anyone here?"
"No. I just came back from my patrol. I thought I found someone lurking behind my house, but it was just a monkey-like rock(WUKONG'S BROTHER?!)."
"Okay. I'll be going then. Good night, brother."
"Same to you."
When he closed the door, I slipped away from the window. Looking at him, I asked him the question lurking on my mind all the while.
"Why did you protect me?"
"It is what Ionia is about. Always forgiving and helping, and never holding a grudge. We did not willingly enter this war. Only when Noxus really killed too many innocent lives and even killed their own people to ensure their victory, did we enter the war."
"I never knew that until I experienced it myself."
"Wash up. I'll be resting if you need me." He said, as he pointed to his room.
"There's the guest room. There's a toilet in there and some spare clothes. The wardrobe on the right is for males and the one on the left is for females." As he said this, he went to his room. Going into the room, I closed and locked the door, before entering the toilet and stripping off. I sprayed myself down quickly with the water and soaped myself before repeating the spraying process. I didn't want to dirty my savior's guest room!
Dripping wet, I grabbed the towel there. I then dried myself before wrapping my naked body in the towel. Walking out of the toilet, I went on to the wardrobes.
Hmm… I forgot which one was which. Ah, whatever. I'll just get something to wear and figure it out in the morning.
[Next Morning]
"Knock Knock."
Oh my head… where am I?
I shook the sleepy feeling from my head before rushing to the door and opening it before realizing I should've checked first.
"Good morning!" Yasuo said, smirking.
"Erm… What's with that face…?" I asked, sleepily.
"I think you went to the wrong wardrobe. The female wardrobe only has skirts."
"Oh…" I cursed under my breath as I noticed I was in jeans.
"But they still look nice on you." He added quickly, just in case I was offended.
"Thanks." I said, blushing slightly. No one said I looked nice before, except maybe strength-wise, hence why I was so sensitive. At least that's what I told myself.
"You look nice blushing too. Shows your feminine side." He said, honestly the first part, then smirking as he said the second part.
"You're so mean!" I said, pretending to be girlish.
He laughed.
"Okay, I've got to go to my post now. Take what you want to eat in the fridge." He said, becoming serious.
"Alright. Thank you…"
"I'll see you soon."
"Oh wait. If I have something I need, where can I find you?"
"I don't think it'd be good if you go out."
"I'll be fine!"
He sighed.
"Alright." He gave me a map and then marked the location.
"Goodbye."
"Bye!" I said, not knowing why I was smiling.
I'm smiling to show him I appreciate his help. Yes, that's why I'm smiling. I'm totally NOT in love with an Ionian. It'll never work out. Oh why do I even bother thinking about the consequences? I'm not in love, right?
I went to prepare my breakfast.
[Perspective: First person, Yasuo]
[Yasuo's Post, later on in the day.]
"Elder! The Noxians are gaining too much ground! Our forces cannot hold much longer!" I overheard the commander say to the elder I was guarding. I rushed off. The wind technique will help them. This is my country, I must protect it.
[Perspective: First person, Riven]
[Yasuo's Post, later]
After spending the morning quarrelling with myself whether I loved him or not and finally admitting it, I ran off to find him to ask him out.
"Do you know where Yasuo is?" I asked a young man at the building, still in the clothes I borrowed. I had washed my Noxian pair and left them drying.
"He should be inside." He said, smiling. I thanked him and walked in. Just as I was pondering whether all Ionians were this warm, an old man shouted at me.
"Who are you? I've never seen you before, which means you're not allowed in here!"
"I'm sorry… I'm looking for Yasuo."
"For what reason?"
I was terribly embarrassed at the reason, and did not dare to say it.
"I… want to ask him something…"
"Lies! People would not be allowed in here just to ASK something!" said the man, as he drew his blade. Shocked, I quickly dove forward and knocked his hand backward instinctively, knocking his wind-charged blade into his body, stabbing him. Afraid, I quickly ran off through the back windows. Wondering what Yasuo would think of me, I quickly ran back into the house, took my dried clothes, left my borrowed clothes there and ran off, my mind spinning.