This is a genre I usually don't write in, so I'm very nervous. I decided to write this based on the "One Word Challenge" on a new Winx Club forum called Winx Club Fanfiction Challenges, or WCFC. The word given to me was "together" and I instantly got this idea in my head. I hope you all enjoy it and don't be afraid to tell me what you think.

Also, this is in Riven's point of view.

Here I was, standing in front of the woman I love. I would never admit it, though. I hardly admit it to myself, let alone to anyone else.

She was looking at me sternly. We had just gotten into an argument and it changed the events of tonight. This isn't how I wanted things to go.

Things had started off really well.

We had eaten at a lovely restaurant. One of the most expensive ones in Magix. I would have preferred something much cheaper, but this night was going to be special. Everything about it had to be special.

We sat across from each other, talking about whatever came to mind. One of the main topics was Flora and Helia's wedding, even though it happened five months ago. She kept saying how beautiful it was. How in love they both looked. How she dreamed that her wedding day, our wedding day, would be the same.

They reminded me of us, actually. Whenever Musa and I were alone, we looked the same way. In fact, I could see it during dinner. I would just smile looking at her. Her beautiful eyes, her hair, and, of course, her smile.

She looked at me the same way. It made me even happier.

Once we were finished, we had walked back to the hotel. It was one of the fancier ones, too. Luckily, I wasn't paying for it, Red Fountain was. I have to stay in Magix for a week for some kind of Specialist Training Seminar.

We could have stayed inside my dorm room, the bigger ones that they assign to the teachers, but they were doing some renovations to the place.

When we entered our hotel room, I dimmed the chandelier light and started playing some music. We were both dressed formally and I don't remember the last time we danced to her favorite song.

Musa tried to get me to dance at Flora's wedding, but I refused. I was not big on dancing in front of people.

I took her hand, and we started to Waltz. At least, she called it Waltz.

We were silent, most of the time. Listening to the song and enjoying each other's presence. Then, Musa asked when we would get married.

I had froze. I didn't know how to respond to that. Should I tell her it would be soon? Pop the question right then and there?

I was just silent, which she did not take as a good thing.

We got into an argument. It was about whether or not I wanted to even continue our relationship. I kept telling her I did, but it didn't help.

Musa and I were one of the only couples still not married. Everyone else, except for Tecna and Timmy, were all married.

We kept arguing for…who knows how long. Then, it all came to a halt.

Now, she just stood there, waiting for an answer. Wondering where I saw us in the future. Wondering if I saw us getting married, having kids, living happily ever after. Wondering if I saw us splitting up and going our separate ways.

I knew the answer. I put my hand in my right pant pocket. I squeezed the object, gaining my courage. I got down on one knee and pulled out the case.

I opened the case and told her, "Together."