Disclaimer: OUaT definently not mine other wise the entire show would revolve around Sleeping Warrior and Rumbelle

I also do not own "Try" by Pink wich this fict is based on.

A/N: This will be part one of three or four-ish chapters

now onto the fict ;)

Part One: Where there is desire, there is gonna' be a flame

"Aurora watch out!" shouted Mulan as the princess narrowly misses slipping off a mossy rock and falling into the gushing rapids. Aurora grips Mulan's arm like it's her life line and neither of them move for what seems like hours as the stream rushes around them.

"Thanks," Aurora breaths, finally, as Mulan slowly let go of her so she can regain balance. For a second Aurora seems to miss the contact of the warrior's strong arms but soon common sense takes over and she realizes that they have to keep moving if they're going to make to the Mountains by night fall. Of all the places that survived the curse it was the most secluded and there they had a hope of finding someone who could help them in their quest for Philips soul.

Philip's soul…

She'd give anything for him to be alive again. She needs to see him alive again. He was her true…

She paused; thoughts were clouding her mind. To call him her true love just didn't seem righty any more. She still loved him of course. She'd always love him, but lately she felt like things had changed.

She and Philip had been best friends ever since she could remember. They did everything together. It seemed so natural to fall in love. Every kiss they shared, every look, every touch; there was a connection between them that ran deep. It was love but not the kind you read about in storybooks. His touch never felt like fire; she never saw sparks when they kissed. Even the kiss that woke her, true loves kiss. Surely that would have had to make her feel something, but when she opened her eyes she just saw the same Philip and she was the same Aurora. She loved him, a lot… but maybe she was starting to see it was a different kind of love that woke her.

She'd heard once from her childhood friend once speak of such a love. She been a maid from the islands off the coast of Greece and she told stories about other types love. There were four she knew, love between lovers, love between mother and child, god's love and love between close friends. Philia she called it, there were no translations in English that she deemed accurate. It's like true love but it's different, like that between two friend, stronger than and normal friendship, a beautiful feeling but not romantic. Philia that's how she chose to define what her and Philip shared.

But there was something different she felt for her raven hair companion. Even now, Mulan's hand as it wrapped around hers, pulling her through the tangled web of forest, seemed to set her whole being ablaze with feeling. Not only now but every time they touched it felt like an open flame. She'd like to accredit it to the warrior's naturally warm skin but every time her mind tried to convince her of that her heart dismissed it.

The spark between them left Aurora to wonder, whether that same spark would exist were their lips ever to meet.

It wasn't just Mulan touch that was warm though, her eyes, her words. The warrior herself seems immune to the flames she reside in, sanctuary for passion she felt and a barrier between herself and the world. She was on fire.

Aurora only watched in awe, her heart full of questions and her lips to hesitant to ask and every time she was near Mulan all her questions turned to smoke.

Then suddenly the loss of Mulan's hand around hers brought her back to the real world and out of her thoughts.

"I believe we should stay here for the night, the mountains aren't to fare from here but it'll be too dark to travel long before we reach them." said Mulan decisively. Aurora nodded not really knowing if Mulan was right but trusting the warriors judgment enough to believe her.

"I'll get some fire wood, before we settle down for the night, then." said Aurora. Between the two of them Aurora was always the one to collect fire wood. She hadn't been sent to collect food since she came back with poisonous berries and a hand full of questionable mushroom to which Mulan believed they were better safe than sorry.

"It's just the two of us Aurora and I really don't think we should split up in these woods; we can both go. I'll look for edible plants, and you can collect fire wood." Aurora nodded and extended her hand to take Mulan before the other woman had even offered. Realizing her mistake she took back her hand and tried to make it look like she was reaching for a branch near the woman's feet.

"It's okay you know," said Mulan hesitantly "If it will make you feel safer, you could hold my hand."

"So, she had noticed" thought Aurora, before brushing off the subject.

"It doesn't matter we'll need our hands free any ways" Aurora says trying not to look embarrassed not that the other girl would have been able to see her blush in this light.

They collect fire wood and food in silence, which is only a prelude to an even more awkward makeshift meal of berries and nuts. The fire is making up for most of the talking as it roars in the quiet of the forest. Aurora can still feel its warmth even when the flames have turned to embers. They lie next to each other like always in an attempt to keep warm but for some reason tonight the heat seems suffocating.

There are so many questions in her mind…

It's become second nature for her to brush of her feeling for the girl lying next to her, but now each word she speaks without saying how she feels sound like a lie.

She just doesn't understand how someone like her could go from believing she loves Philip to maybe believing she loves someone else.

"Maybe it's better; maybe it'd be easier" she thinks "if she didn't ask why."

A/N: Well I've found my new favorite ship, and i will go down with it no matter what anyone says. Even the monkey...

Can't wait for OUaT to be back so i can decide on whether or not to pack a life preserver.

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