So wrong, yet so right.

Hey guys! This is my first ever fic, so please be nice! Lol. Of course, all reviews are welcome. I'm dedicating this to all the fantastic Sheelos lovers out there. Woooo! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own tales of Symphonia or any of it's characters, settings, etc. I wish I did, but I don't. That's life.

Chapter 1

Sheena winced as the vine gripping her ankle pulled on her again. She looked down into the dark void, as she heard Lloyd's footsteps fade.

"I'm so stupid," she muttered, "Stubborn to the very end." She tightened her grip on the root that was preventing her from falling into the darkness. "I should really start acting more feminine at times like this and let him rescue me." She smiled to herself. "Heh, but that wouldn't be my style now, would it?"

She felt herself slipping; the vine's grip was just too strong. Sheena felt her last ounce of strength drain out of her, and her fingers released the root, sending her down into the dark abyss.

"Lloyd…good luck…" she whispered, hoping that, somehow, he would hear her. She closed her eyes as she plummeted down, feeling the whoosh of air streaming past her, as the darkness engulfed her.

"Sheena!" She opened her eyes a crack, her dizzy, blurry vision trying to place the figure that was speeding towards her. Golden-orange wings…flaming hair…some sort of fire spirit…?

And that face.

"Sheena!" Zelos cried again, desperately trying to catch up with the young woman. He put on a last burst of speed and managed to grab her hand. She cried out at the abrupt pull on her exhausted arm. Pain shot up it and she swore. Zelos bit his lip and pulled her up, beating his strong, shining wings. He managed to get her limp, curvaceous body into his muscular arms and started to fly back up to the ring of light high above. Sheena held on tightly, hardly breathing, and turned her head to his muscular, pink-tuniced chest, so that she wouldn't have to look down into the dizzying blackness.

"Don't you dare let go." She whispered. He looked down at her dark purple hair and smiled.

Finally they burst out into the light. Zelos landed on the far side of the collapsed bridge and gently put Sheena down, his wings dissolving into the air as if they had never been there. She lost her balance and stumbled. He reached out to steady her but she slapped his hand away.

"Sheena!"

"You bastard!" she spat, slapping him on the cheek. She was too weak to put any real force into it, but it still gave him a hand-shaped print almost the colour of his hair. Tears ran down her cheeks as she glared at the young man, blurring him. "You stupid, selfish, son of a –-"

"Sheena, listen to me--!" he started forward.

"Get away from me you traitor!" she screamed. The colour drained from his face, but he continued to stand there, watching her. She choked back a sob and turned away, and began to run to the crumbling doorway Lloyd had gone through.

In two strides he had caught up with her. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her clear off the ground.

"Zelos! Put me down!" she screamed, kicking his shins. He winced but tightened his hold on her.

"Not until you listen to me! We're Lloyd's only chance!"

"Liar!"

"Sshhh, d'you want those damn angels to hear you!" he hissed. "Listen, I'm on your side!" She made a noise of disbelief. "I had to do it to get the Aonis from Derris-Kharlan."

Sheena stopped kicking in shock. "Aonis! But it's just a myth!"

"Nope. I got my hands on some so that Lloyd could wield the Eternal Sword. It was the only way."

Sheena was silent. Zelos put her down and turned her to face him. She looked up into his bright blue eyes, so blue it was almost painful, and felt like he was looking into her very soul, his gaze was so intense.

"I need you to go on ahead and help Lloyd. I have to go rescue everyone before it's too late."

"But—"

Zelos gripped her shoulders tightly. "Sheena, I am so, so sorry for betraying you. Hopefully you don't feel so mad at me anymore. But I need you to go. Do you trust me?" Sheena searched the crystalline depths of his innocent eyes. She nodded. He smiled—a true, genuine smile, unlike his usual lecherous one. He bent down until his lips were level with her ear. His breath was warm and soft; her legs wobbled as he whispered, "I'll make it up to you. I promise"

And with one last smile, he was gone.

xXx

Sheena woke with a start, a trickle of sweat lacing its way down her face. She sat up and wiped it away, breathing heavily. The contents of her dream all came rushing back to her, and she pressed the heels of her hands into her tired eyes, making spots appear in the blackness of her closed lids.

It had been almost three months since the group had split up, having successfully restored the two worlds of Sylvarant and Tethe'alla.

Since then she'd been haunted by dreams of their escapades, and – more recently – the last moments in the Tower of Salvation. The betrayal, the pain, the fear…and Zelos. This had been the first time she'd dreamt of him alone with her, beside the void. She recalled his breath, soft and deliciously warm in her ear…

Sheena removed her hands and sprang out of bed. Pulling on a silk dressing gown, she pushed back the sliding door of her room and stepped into the light-filled lounge, where her grandfather, Igaguri, was sat on a plush cushion, sipping a glass of fragrant tea. She bowed low and he acknowledged her with a nod of his head.

"Good morning Sheena. Please, sit with me." He waved a hand at the cushion beside his. She knelt down on it and fingered the tassels on one corner.

"Grandfather, may I be excused from my duties today?" Igaguri raised an eyebrow.

"May I enquire why?" he asked. She bit her lip before replying.

"I had a dream last night about Zelos." She said quietly. Igaguri's eyes narrowed and he pressed his lips together. She knew that her grandfather disapproved of Zelos and his ways, as they went so completely against Mizuho's customs. "And I realised that I have not been in contact with any of my former companions, what with organising the move and all…and I thought that it might be nice to go see everyone." Igaguri said nothing at first, staring down into his steaming drink. Then he sighed and smiled at his adopted granddaughter.

"Of course. You have been working very hard, and I know that you have missed your friends."

Sheena beamed at the elderly man. "Oh thank you Grandfather!" she stood up to go get dressed.

"Sheena," he said quietly. She paused, her hand resting on the doorframe. "Please be back here before dinner. It's important." She was puzzled as to what could be so urgent, but she knew better than to question her elders.

Back inside her room, she slipped out of her nightclothes and into her usual garb of lilac. She brushed her shining hair and tied it back into a bun. She reached for her favourite red ribbon, only to find it missing. Miffed, she grabbed a plum-coloured one and used that instead.

Satisfied by her appearance, she bid farewell to her grandfather and left the village. It was an early spring morning, fresh and sunny. Sheena smiled to herself as she mounted her Rheaird and flew off. First stop- Meltokio!

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