Revenge tastes Purple?
AN: Hello everyone! (cricket sounds)... Aww, come on, really? I've posted one story here before... I kind of haven't finished it yet or updated it in a while, but I promise I will! (more crickets). Okay, okay, so yeah, if you've floated around the Code Geass anime page, then you might know I've been working on a story there called "Another Day." Unfortunately, due to immense writer's block, school going crazy, and basically a TON of family drama, I haven't been able to update lately. :( Well, now here I am studying for finals and I took a break to surf through some deviantart pictures and the like when I happened upon a picture of a league of legends pair that I shamelessly ship. I'll add the picture to my profile later (maybe... if it's allowed... I need to check the rules on that...) If anyone's curious about the image, just google image search "veigar & lulu league of legends fanpop" and it should be the very first result. This is a one shot based on that picture, which by the way I DO NOT OWN! If you happen to know who does own it, let me know and I'll give them credit. Oh, and I don't own Veigar, Lulu, or any of the other characters or places that show up in this story. They belong to Riot games (duh). Anyway, here's my little story about a possible story behind the picture and how Lulu and Veigar became "friends." P.S. I know, my title sucks, so sue me!
Well that was a mockery of a match. Veigar pushed aside a few tree branches blocking his path, then continued forward. He'd just finished a competition within the "Twisted Treeline." Although his team had won, the match hadn't exactly left him in the most cheerful of moods, due to having to cooperate with his most hated rival, Teemo, and a certain annoying Fairy Sorceress...
Moodily, he sauntered on down the cobblestone path of the arena, trying to make his way toward the opposite summoning stand. Technically, either stand could send him back to the Institute of War, but the other stand was currently overrun with chattering little people who had already spent most of Veigar's patience. So, with the closest option rendered null and void, he instead started on his way toward the opposite side of the treeline.
Around him, the wind blew a haunting melody as it whistled past moaning trees with tortured faces carved into their bark. Several ethereal flowers blossomed at his feet, but the fake blooms did nothing to scent the stagnant air. The whole of the Shadow Isles was a world eclipsed by death and ghosts, and the Twisted Treeline was no exception to that rule. With the exception of a few special breeds of monsters, nothing truly lived in the dark, moonlit forest. In fact, nothing could survive in the forest for very long, not without a lot of magical help. With no creatures, the only sound came from the howling wind as it disturbed the trees. Veigar wouldn't have been surprised if in some bizarre way the trees truly spoke to each other when the wind whipped about them. It certainly sounded like they were protesting their existence, not that he cared.
The dark sorcerer continued walking along in silence, with only the wind's company until he could have sworn he heard footsteps behind him. He looked over his shoulder and listened more carefully. The feet weren't following a typical running or walking pace. It was something in between and slightly off-rhythm.
He frowned when he saw the reason for the disturbance. A little yordle girl, one of the newer ones to the League, appeared around the corner. The girl, Lulu, stood a little shorter than him, despite her red, high-heeled boots. She wore a matching red tunic over a shirt with sleeves of alternating red and pink stripes. Completing her outfit, and resting on top of her long purple hair, was a tall, pointed, red hat with a bit of golden trim. She turned her head around, giving Veigar a glance of her pretty, youthful face. Unlike most female yordles, whose smooth skin generally appeared pale blue in complexion, this yordle's skin had a lavender hue. He turned away just as the girl's bright green eyes finally settled on him.
"Hey, Veigar!" Lulu called, skipping up to the mage.
Oh good night, doesn't the crazy girl ever quit? Veigar thought, rolling his eyes as he continued walking on, pretending he hadn't heard her.
"Veigar, wait up!" Lulu accelerated and managed to cut him off. "Just stop for a second, would you? I need to give you something."
"Whatever it is, I'm not interested. Besides, I need to get back to something evil and important. If it weren't so serious that I needed to get back immediately, I would cheerfully swallow your soul for wasting my time!"
"But Veigar–"
He shoved her aside harshly and continued on down the path. Stupid sorceress. She'll quit in time, just like all the others. She certainly was persistent. Lulu had been trying to talk to Veigar about something or another ever since she joined the League. At least once a day, she approached Veigar, and every time, he sent her away in a huff of rage.
As evil as he claimed to be, Veigar didn't particularly enjoy wasting his magic on blasting other champions who'd just respawn in a matter of minutes. It seemed almost degrading, but the rules said that any champion of the League who died on the Fields of Justice or anywhere else would be revived so that they could continue competing. For all intents and purposes, they were immortal, which caused Veigar no end of grief.
Unfortunately, since blasting them to kingdom come was pointless, the uneasy phase for new champion introductions nearly drove Veigar mad. Every time a new champion entered the League, they always spent a little while trying to awkwardly get to know the other champions. Some of the champions, like Teemo for example, were totally fine with this. Other, more antisocial champions, like Veigar weren't. Usually, after two or three days of avoiding them and a few well-timed threats, the newbies gave up on befriending Veigar and instead stayed the heck out of his path.
Lulu was the exception to that rule. She followed him around whenever she saw him, constantly pestering him over this or that. He could threaten, beg, plead, and ignore her from sunup until sundown then until the sun came up again, but nothing phased her. She might leave for a second or so, but without fail she always returned, far too soon for Veigar's liking, and picked up right where she left off.
Honestly, by now he was kind of used to her. She was like an extention of his shadow. It followed him everywhere he went, and, since there was nothing he could do to change it, he just ignored it. At least, he tried to ignore it. Lulu was nothing if not persistent… and spookily creative.
"Zippy!" Lulu cried as she used a quick spell to speed up even more and catch up with Veigar once more. She actually went so fast that she overshot her mark a little bit, but quickly turned around to fly back over to him, riding on her staff like a witch would a broom. Veigar just shook his head as he observed the trail of flowers that sprouted behind her, a little side effect of the magic. The brightly-colored blossoms looked ridiculously out of place in the Shadow Isles atmosphere.
"Can you please stop, Veigar? It'll only take a minute, I promise!" she looked at him and with one of the most pitiful expressions Veigar had ever seen. Her green eyes glistened with unshed tears and her lower lip jutted out slightly, trembling a little.
At least she seemed to be alone. Dealing with one inquisitive yordle was bearable, but if Teemo, Lulu and Veigar's teammate from the earlier match, had been present as well, Veigar would probably have unleashed a primordial burst on him, regardless of the waste of magic. Any of their previous opponents, Poppy, Amumu, or Annie, would have received little better treatment. The last time he'd seen the others, they were all congratulating each other on a game well played and had started up a conversation about how stupid someone's summoner was, how annoying Teemo's mushrooms could be, and other related drivel. Veigar figured it would be the perfect time to sneak away while Lulu was being social. As per usual, his tactics had failed. He mentally adjusted the score in his mind: Lulu: 1,239 Veigar: negative 2 (don't ask).
Veigar sighed and said, "Fine, I'll listen, but make it quick."
Lulu's eyes widened. "Really? You're gonna let me talk to you?"
"Yeah, yeah, come on already, I don't have all day," he said, rolling his eyes as he took a seat on the path, knowing that despite what he'd said, it would probably take Lulu a little while to get to the point.
"Hurray!" Lulu shouted as she twirled herself around her staff using her hat.
After she finished her twirl, she sat down quickly next to Veigar and said, "I just wanted to give this to you." She reached into a small pouch and took out the mask of Liandry's Torment he'd bought earlier in the match. "You left it back at the summoning stand. I thought you might want it back. It's worth a lot of gold after all." The little yordle scouted closer to him and held the mask out to him, a gentle smile on her face.
Veigar fought the urge to roll his eyes again. For a support mage like Lulu, the mask probably was worth a lot of gold. For him, it was actually relatively cheap. He had dozens of the darned things at home, which prompted the next sentence. "Oh, that. I don't need it. Why don't you keep it?"
Lulu's eyes grew wide. No one at the Institute had ever given her a gift before. "Really? Are you sure?"
"Whatever, it makes no difference to me," he said anticlimactically.
Lulu let out a squeal of excitement and tried to put the mask on. Veigar nearly laughed when he realized that she'd somehow put it on upside down. "You're supposed to put it on the other way," Veigar said.
"Like this?" she asked, no putting it on both wrong way out and upside down.
Veigar shook his head and said, "Hold still." He leaned in and removed the mask before putting it on properly. "There, that's right." He started to lean back when Lulu reached out and grabbed his collar.
"Wait…" she whispered. The male yordle paused while Lulu slowly reach up and removed her mask so she could see clearly. "You know, you're really cute beneath that hat," she said, a light blush dusting her cheeks. She wasn't lying. He had long, straight, black hair that ended around his chin. It framed a porcelain face of smooth, peachy skin, with high cheekbones and a straight nose. He was oddly furless, considering most yordle males were covered almost entirely with fur. His liquid-gold colored eyes sparkled with life and widened in shock as he processed what she said.
Veigar gasped and immediately drew back. He hadn't meant to get close enough for her to actually get a good look at him.
"I-it's okay," she said quietly. "I won't tell anyone; I promise!"
Veigar stammered, still in shock after being exposed. He was blushing too, from his cheeks all the way to the tips of his ears. "Y-you'd better not. If you e-even think about it then I'll… I'll… I'll do something really evil!" he insisted.
She smiled and said, "Don't worry. I already said I won't tell. And when I promise something, I never, ever, ever break it."
Veigar drew a deep breath and tried to get his nerves under control when he noticed a little bit of movement from the bushes beyond them. As he continued watching and listening, he definitively heard someone mutter the name, "Teemo." He frowned and pulled Lulu close.
"Don't look around, and don't say a thing out loud. At least one person is spying on us."
"A spy!" she whispered in shock.
"Uh-huh," Veigar replied.
Lulu's face turned indignant. "That's really rude. I just wanted to talk to you alone for a second and now everyone's spying on us."
"It sure looks that way." Veigar had a sudden flash of evil inspiration. He gave Lulu a devious look and said, "Do you want to help me get them back?"
"Of course!" she replied.
"Is that fairy still with you?"
"He's right where he always is," she commented, removing her cap to reveal Pix sleeping comfortably in her hair. "Pix, wake up, sleepy-head!" she ordered.
Pix shook his head a little and slowly woke up. Veigar whispered the plan to him and, with a pixie chuckle, he zipped off.
"What do we do now?" Lulu asked.
"Do you trust me?" Veigar added.
"Me … trust you? Well, yeah, sure I guess."
"For now, that's a good thing. I think the people spying are in the bush right behind you," he said, whispering to Lulu.
Lulu barely resisted her natural impulse to turn around and wave at them. Fortunately, Veigar inadvertently helped her with that. Lulu blushed bright red as she watched Veigar carefully removed his outer robe. Beneath it, he wore a navy blue t-shirt with sleeves that tucked into his steel gauntlets and white pants tucked into his boots.
"V-V-Veigar… why'd you take off your robe?" she asked.
He rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on, Lulu; I'm still wearing more clothes than most of the female champions right now. Besides, if I left the robe on, then the spikes might hurt you when I do this." He pulled Lulu close, intimately close, until she was literally sitting on his lap and leaning on his chest.
If she had thought too hard about that, she would have blushed again, but she was too busy noticing how warm and… surprisingly… comfortable he was. Nothing in the world could have felt more right to her. She could vaguely hear a stir from the bushes and could tell that whoever the spies were, they didn't quite know what to make of this.
Veigar heard the commotion too and smiled. If they thought this was bad, they were going to have a real problem here in a minute. They just needed to keep their attention a little longer while Pix did the rest.
"Okay, Lulu," he whispered in her ear, "Now comes the tricky part. We need to keep their attention focused on us so that they can't figure out what Pix is doing."
"How do we do that?" Lulu asked innocently.
"It's not hard, we just need to show them something genuinely shocking."
"L-like what?"
"Do you still trust me?" he asked quietly.
"Of course," she replied.
He leaned in close to her and caressed her face gently.
"V-Veigar!" she gasped, again turning bright red.
He laughed a little, then winked at her and said just loudly enough for the eavesdroppers to overhear, "Please, Lu, I promise I won't do anything too naughty…" His golden eyes sparkled with mischief, and a devilish smirk rested on his face where before he'd worn a mask of indifference.
Lulu took a shaky breath and started acting. "B-but Veigar… I've never done that before!" she said, a little louder too, just to make sure she was heard. The rustling in the bush was now undeniable.
"Good job," he whispered to her, then added in a louder voice, "It's okay. I'll guide you through it."
"Y-you promise?"
"Cross my heart," he said.
"O-okay then. V-Veigar… what if… someone finds out?"
"They won't, Lu. No one can ever find out about us. If they do, I'll use an enchantment on them so strong that they'll forget their own name," he added an angry note to the last part just for good measure and noticed an appropriate shiver from the bush. "Don't worry about that now though," he coaxed, drawing her face close to his. "I promise; it's really not that bad."
"V-Veigar, I'm scared…"
"Don't be afraid, Sorceress. I'll never hurt you; I promise."
"I know you won't hurt me… but… what if I'm not good enough? What if I really suck at this?"
"You won't. I have a feeling you'll be very, very good at it."
He leaned into her so much that he was almost kissing her. Timidly, she reached beneath his hat and touched his face. She put his long, black hair behind his ears and shuddered saying, "H-how do we start?"
"Why don't we start with a little kiss?" Veigar asked. He pulled her the rest of the way to himself and kissed her so very gently and passionately she thought she might melt.
She moaned as he introduced her to a side of heaven she didn't know existed. He kept kissing her then wrapped an arm around her, hugging her close. He used his other hand to trace along her cheek.
Lulu wrapped both her arms around his neck and cuddled a little closer.
"Ungh." It was Veigar who moaned this time. He didn't think that this would feel so… damned… good. Where is that fairy? Veigar wondered. He and Lulu had been distracting the spies for quite a while now…
They both held the kiss as long as they could, but, eventually, they needed to break apart for air. Veigar looked at Lulu as he caught his breath, somewhat desperately. The look clearly said, what now?
Lulu understood. They needed to keep distracting them, but if all they did was kiss then they might eventually get bored and leave. "V-Veigar? Was I okay at that?" she asked, more to stall than anything while she tried to think of a way to keep their attention.
"Yes, you were," he replied. "I told you you'd be good at this."
"What should we do next?" Lulu asked. A thought occurred to her and, despite her blushing, she managed to stammer. "S-shouldn't you be on top of me?" she asked.
Veigar was pretty sure he felt steam coming out of his ears when she said that. He somehow found the nerve to say… "Well, that's usually how it works." He whispered to her, too quietly for the others to hear, "Are you really okay with that?"
"It's okay, I trust you. Just, please don't do anything too bad," she whispered back. She scooted off of his lap and got ready to lie down on the ground, when Veigar stopped her.
"Wait just a moment," Veigar said. He grabbed the robe he'd discarded before and laid it out on the path. "There," he replied, "that'll keep you warmer, and cleaner."
Lulu smiled at him and said, "Thank you… sweetheart."
Veigar leaned in and kissed her again. Lulu felt her heart soaring as he captured her lips, then gently laid her down on the robe, being careful not to set her near any of the spikes. He laid down with her and continued kissing her lips gently. To Lulu's relief, he didn't take any advantage of her while he was up there. He lay almost as still as a stone, kissing her softly and sweetly. To Lulu's surprise, it actually felt kind of… nice.
Veigar mentally cursed himself as he released a pent up groan of pleasure. He couldn't keep this up much longer. The part of playing the "caring" boyfriend (or whatever the hell he and Lulu were pretending to be) wasn't that hard in most ways. Lulu was an attractive yordle and words of affection really didn't taste too sour on the tongue, especially when she let him throw in that little bit about casting a spell on anyone who caught them. He needed to research whether or not that spell existed after this was over… The hard part about this though, was not taking advantage of Lulu. Whatever they were pretending to be at the moment wasn't real, and therefore, he couldn't take too much advantage of the situation or she'd blow their cover and his opportunity for revenge would be lost. Holding back wouldn't be so difficult… if she weren't so pretty… and if she wasn't such a damned good kisser. He nearly lost control when they'd kissed sitting up. To have her beneath him like this… perfectly submissive, perfectly beautiful, perfectly perfect… it was too much to handle. He was almost thankful for the audience behind him, reminding him that they couldn't get too carried away. All the same, something was going to hit the fan if this went on much longer. Hurry up, you blasted fairy!
Teemo watched from the bush, binoculars in hand, unable to believe his eyes. How in the hell had he missed this? Veigar and Lulu were a couple? Veigar actually cared about someone? Then why in the heck was he always so cold to Lulu? Was that just part of the plan to keep anyone from guessing that they were together? If that was the case, it worked! The thought that Veigar had pulled the wool over his eyes thus far infuriated Teemo, but didn't particularly surprise him. Veigar was pretty good at keeping secrets. But sheesh! He had no idea that Lulu was such a good actress! She never let on that they were even friends, despite her constantly shadowing him.
"My turn with the binoculars, Teemo!" Poppy growled, giving him a jab in the knee.
"They're my binoculars!" Annie sniffled, "I should be able to look through them!"
"I still don't think it's a good idea to be here," Amumu said. "You guys heard him. If he finds out any of us know they're together, he'll cast a spell on us to make us forget everything. Trust me, you don't have any idea how horrible it is to know nothing about yourself."
"Whatever, mummy, I wouldn't miss this for the world," Poppy replied, yanking the binoculars from Teemo and peering through them herself. She squeeled a little at what she saw and whispered, "Oh my gosh, they're totally making out! Veigar's on top of her now, and they're both hugging and kissing all over."
"All over?" Teemo asked, feeling a blush creep over his own face.
"Well, not all over. They've both still got all their clothes on, well, except for Veigar's robe, but that doesn't count. But yeah, Veigar's not just kissing her lips anymore. He's kissing her forehead now… Now he's going down her neck. Oh my gosh, he just whispered something in her ear again! Oh, I want to know what he's saying! I mean, really, I never thought he could be any kind of romantic, but the way Lulu keeps blushing, whatever he says must either be really sweet or really scandalous."
"It's Amumu's turn with the binoculars now," Teemo said, not realizing his nose was starting to bleed a little. He hadn't quite found the gumption to kiss Tristana yet, even though they'd been dating for a while now. He found himself wondering if he'd enjoy it as much as Veigar seemed to enjoy kissing Lulu…
"Here you go, Amumu," Amumu reluctantly took the binoculars and said, "Uh oh, I think maybe they're done. Veigar's getting off of her and he's helping Lulu up. Wait… now he's kissing her again and… oh my goodness, he's dancing with her!"
"Kya! That is sooooo romantic," Annie said, squeezing Tibbers tightly.
"Yeah, but why'd they stop there? They really didn't go very far," Poppy muttered. She'd hoped she might be able to see what Veigar really looked like without his costume. She'd never even seen his face up close.
"I'll bet one of them got uncomfortable," Teemo replied. "Probably Lulu. Veigar wouldn't have a second thought about going all the way with a girl… I don't think… Lulu is pretty shy though, which is why this all confuses me. How long have those two been together? I'm pretty sure Lulu would never have let Veigar go that far unless they've been together for a long time. Plus, Veigar implied he'd let her see his face. He doesn't let anyone do that!"
"Shush, shush, be quiet they're talking again!" Annie said. "And give me those binoculars, it's my turn!"
Lulu and Veigar twirled gracefully to the eerie music the wind played as it whistled through the ghastly forest. Despite its ominous tune, the music was quite beautiful and easy to dance to. That's what had given Veigar the idea to switch to dancing instead. He could tell that both of them were getting more than a little uncomfortable with the previous situation.
"I'm really sorry again," Lulu said.
"Don't worry about it; it's natural to be nervous. I can wait, my Fairy."
She blushed again as he called her his fairy. Even though she knew they were just pretending, it felt good to at least pretend for a moment that she belonged somewhere. All her life, Lulu had wanted to belong. She didn't belong in the Glade, she didn't belong in Bandle City, and she didn't belong to any of the city-states. So she just wandered wherever she could, never staying in one place too long lest she wear out her welcome permanently, like she had in her old home. Now that she was inside Veigar's arms though… even if it was just pretend… it felt good.
Veigar spun her around beneath his arm, then wrapped his arms around her from behind before bending down to kiss her neck. Lulu smiled and craned her neck to the side to give him better access. He kissed all the way up her neck before he released her so they could dance again. Lulu twirled away before spinning back into his arms. She stood on her tiptoes and planted a gentle kiss on his lips.
"Thank you," she whispered, loud enough for only him to hear. Veigar puzzled over that as they danced. This was all just pretend, right? But then… what was she thanking him for?
"I don't understand," he confessed in a whisper.
"Will you stay? After this is over? Just for a second or two, I promise. I'll explain it to you then," she whispered back.
Veigar sighed. Staying to talk to Lulu was what got him into this mess in the first place… then again, he didn't really hate her company. "Okay, I'll stay."
She smiled radiantly and said, "Thank you," again.
All of a sudden, they heard a terrified cry. Veigar and Lulu immediately stopped their dance and turned around in time to see Annie fleeing from two wolves, Amumu scampering up a tree to get away from the third, three wraiths pursuing Poppy, and three golems chasing a very contrite and frightened Teemo. All of them were screaming their heads off. Pix laughed as all of the monsters chased away the intruders. It had taken him a while to aggravate all of them, especially when his tiny attacks didn't do much damage, but that reaction was definitely worth it.
Veigar and Lulu both laughed evilly as the plan finally reached its climax. Veigar danced happily as one of his vicious schemes finally came to fruition while Lulu threw her hat into the air in celebration.
"That was so great, Veigar! You really are the Master of Evil!" she said, smiling at him.
"Of course I am," Veigar replied, still laughing a little, even though the monsters had long since fled, each of them pursuing a not-so-valiant champion.
Pix flew between them and posed heroically. Lulu laughed and said, "Yeah, we know, we couldn't have done it without you, Pix!" He grinned then flew over to Lulu's hat, which had landed on the ground a few feet away, and nestled himself underneath it to go back to sleep. She shook her head and laughed, "Lazy fairy."
Veigar couldn't agree more. He turned to Lulu and said, "Now that we're really alone, what was it you thanked me for earlier?"
She blushed a little and said, "Well… I know we were just pretending to like each other and everything, but… you really did make me feel loved. You never once took advantage of me, at least not too much, and you always treated me nicely. I haven't felt loved in a very, very long time… not for centuries even. I never had anyone to love me, or a place to belong. Bandle City banished me, and it's not safe for me to keep staying in the Glade. Everyone else just thinks I'm some kind of freak, so no one wants me around. That's what I was thankful for. At least for a little bit… it wasn't too hard to pretend I belonged. Thank you for that, and for everything you did."
Veigar felt a stab of pity for Lulu. He knew better than anyone what it meant for a yordle to be isolated. No wonder the poor girl had never given up on befriending him. She had nowhere to go, no one to run to.
"I'm… glad I could make you feel that way," he said at last.
Lulu smiled, a beautiful smile so radiant it shamed the sun. Slowly, she turned to walk away. On impulse, he called out to her, "Lulu?"
She immediately turned back to look at him. He smiled, "You forgot something." He extended the mask he'd given her earlier out to her.
She blushed and said, "Thanks."
He gestured to the forlorn hat and the fairy beneath it. "Shouldn't you take those back too?"
"No, Pix is probably fast asleep under there. When he wakes up, he'll come find me. He'll bring the hat too. He always does." She reached out and grasped the mask, but Veigar didn't let go.
"Did you change your mind? Do you want to keep it?" she asked.
"No, I just want you to understand. When I gave you the mask before, you didn't mean anything to me. Now, you're my friend, for real."
She looked at him and gasped in shock, "Really?"
"Really, I think we both could use at least one friend."
Lulu smiled and hugged him tight. "Thank you, Veigar!"
He tilted her head up with his hand and gave her a chaste kiss, leaving her completely baffled.
He gave an evil chuckle, then said, "See you around." A second later, he'd disappeared into thin air.
Lulu touched her lips. They still tingled a bit from where Veigar had kissed them. Does that mean he really likes me? Lulu decided to think it over later. For now, she had some cupcakes she wanted to bake when she got home. Maybe she'd save a few for Veigar, whenever she saw him next. She touched her lips one more time and laughed before saying to herself, "Yep, that definitely tasted purple."
As she walked away, she didn't notice the one yordle still watching her. Amumu silently descended from the tree he'd climbed, holding the binoculars in his hand. If Veigar ever found out he'd seen what he'd seen, Amumu was certain he'd wish he were (still) dead. All the same, there was a part of him that couldn't help but like knowing Lulu and Veigar's secret…
All of a sudden, Lulu's hat raised into the air, seemingly of its own accord, and came hurtling toward him.
"AAAAAAHHH!" Amumu cried as he fled in the opposite direction of the possessed hat.
If he'd been a better listener, he might've heard Pix's evil laughter from beneath the hat as he chased the yordle throughout the haunted atmosphere.
AN: Tada! Love it? Hate it? Want me to stop writing forever? Whatever your thoughts, please send me a review. Just please be gentle. This is my first ever one shot, and second ever fanfic! Constructive criticism only, please, don't flame me! I promise I'll uptdate "Another Day" soon, but for now, back to the finals studying (anyone know how to cram a semester's worth of organic chemistry into your head?)