So I doubt anyone's ever going to see this,or be a fan of it, but I'm writing it because it pleases me to finally get it written. I love Musa btw, so if you hate her, then click back now. I also think a relationship between her and Sky is interesting, and so while this isn't quite putting them together (yet) it's setting the foundation. Oh and, there is surprisingly no Bloom bashing in this, if fact I'm being nice to her. I didn't use to like her very much since Muse is bae and she never gets the attention I think she deserves because Bloom is always there, but she's getting better.

Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me. Only plot, and precision to which the following content was crafted. No monetary profit. You get my drift.

Enjoy.

Sky winced as Bloom finished her scathing remark before turning around in a huff, her long red hair whipping the air in front of him.

It was stupid, really. Their fight. They always were, but it seemed to be happening more lately. Bloom had been getting slowly more distant, paying more attention to her missions and quests, leaving their relationship in poorer shape than it had ever been. It wasn't as if he didn't try- wasn't still trying. Sky understood all the responsibilities his girlfriend had, protecting the magic dimension from new threats, and balancing lessons at Alfea, but it wasn't as if he didn't have his own. And yet, his love for Bloom let him forgo all that in favor of trying to keep whatever remained of their already fragile relationship, intact. But his desperate efforts weren't going to last long (and neither would their relationship) if Bloom didn't at least make an attempt at reciprocating.

Sky released a sigh as he closed tired eyes, bringing one hand to rub gently against his temples.

He was starting to consider not trying anymore. See how Bloom liked chasing after him with apologies for once. His turmoil was so discombobulating that Sky didn't realize someone was beside him until a familiar voice sounded from his left.

"You okay?" Musa's tone was light, probably intentional considering how miserable he must have looked.

The heir to the throne of Eraklion turned his head to face the Winx Club member, his eyebrows furrowed in pain.

He stared at her for a moment before she answered for him.

"You aren't are you? I saw your fight, and you guys have a lot of those, but this time something's different."

She had always been more intuitive than the others.

"No, but I'm handling it."

Musa stayed silent, her expression like she knew he had more to say. And he did.

"As for this time… It might just be the last. She's always been so stubborn, I doubt she would ever come to me with an apology."

"She has to be. Bloom wouldn't have gotten where she is today without stubbornness. None of us would have. It comes with the job."

Sky chuckled lightly before a wince forced his face to contort in discomfort. He nearly jumped when he felt a cool hand slip into his own, pulling him towards one direction. They reached a nearby bench just as he was beginning to formulate the words to ask where they were going.

Musa pulled her hand back gently, treating him as if he was porcelain despite her own, much more convincing, doll-like form.

She smiled at him, minutely, probably having caught on to his thoughts.

"When she was still around, my mom taught me a sure fire way to get rid of a headache." She may not have meant for him to notice, but trace amounts of pain were laced in her voice.

Ever the chivalrous hero, he nearly surrendered the fight with his own torment, in favor of helping her with her own. However, Musa spoke again before he could make any such attempt.

"May I?" She asked, her hands raised, gesturing with nimble fingers.

Sky tilted his head in confusion, but nodded once. Still perplexed, he let Musa guide his forehead to rest on her lap. About to ask what she was going to do, the warrior prince was interrupted as he felt graceful fingers combing through his blonde locks. Her ministrations were strangely cathartic, and Sky nearly fell asleep before Musa's voice, much softer this time, reached his hearing.

"Bloom's just confused is all. What you need to give her is time to sort it out. You and I both know how she can get sometimes. No matter what any of us try to tell her, she's always convinced the burden's on her shoulders. Our Fairy of the Dragon Flame is a great leader and team player, but every now and then, she forgets what having a team means."

Musa had a slight lilt to her voice, like she was singing a song. It furthered the drowsiness seeping into Sky's mind, but he was still awake enough to listen to her words.

"And what, exactly, does it mean to be part of a team?"

"It means letting your weak side show because you trust your team members enough to know they'll support you no matter what. She's always supporting us when we're going through a rough time, but she almost never let's us support her. I know it's not for lack of trust, it's just that she doesn't want us to see she's infallible, too."

Sky always knew the girls were close, they fought to protect each other every day, but him or his fellow specialists almost never got to see the deep emotional ties that held them all together. Though he might never admit it, he was envious of how close they were compared to his own team.

"And you too, Sky."

He turned his head towards Musa in surprise, thoughts of sleep dispersing.

"What?" He asked, this time his eyebrows drawing together in confusion.

"You're a leader as well. And going by what I've seen, you and the specialists seem to have the same problem."

He stayed silent, letting her continue.

"Maybe it's not exactly the same as what we go through, but it's related to some degree. Your issue isn't letting your team members continue to think you're invincible, all of you are far too unfamiliar with the emotional side of being part of a team. The Specialists know each other well, but not as well as you could. And someday, that might come back to bite you in the butt."

"So what do you suggest?"

For the first time since she had begun giving him advice, Musa cracked a smile.

"Bro-bonding time."

Sky chuckled at the image of him and the guys sitting in a circle divulging their feelings.

"We can't throw a pajama party and bear all like what you girls do."

She giggled lightly, stopping the soothing movements of her fingers.

"I wouldn't expect you to. Spar or something. Do what you have to do to get them to open up."

He nodded slightly, closing blue eyes as Musa went back to carding her fingers through his hair.

The two didn't speak again for a while, a comfortable atmosphere establishing between them. A few moments passed before Musa began humming. It was a sweet-sounding melody, its entrancing tune drifting around him. No sooner than five minutes later, Sky felt the presence of sleep welcoming him into its tranquil embrace. He slumbered with the knowledge that he was under the watchful gaze of a trusted friend, wiser than he could have imagined, and that his throbbing headache had dispersed long ago, scattered to the four winds by sagely advice, a fairy's laugh, and a beautiful voice belonging to a just-as-beautiful soul.

A/N: I feel really bad for not updating my other stories, but I was watching the latest season of Winx Club and this little idea for a fic came to me. I may or may not be setting up ships for Musa with the other Specialists in following chapters, but since I haven't written said chapters, who knows what could happen. Like I said, I plan on this being a series of one-shots centering Muse, so let's hope that happens. Once again, apologies for not updating my other fics, I know I said soon, and it's been a while, but I still mean it. As always, please review. Your comments encourage me to write more depending on the level of scathe. Love and yaoi.- Gypsy