Chapter 2- Loneliness

Two heroes, one in violet and one in cerulean. One calm and collected, the other angry yet determined. Both wallowing in shame and loneliness. Both, missing the ones they love, the ones they are forbidden to be with by fate. But will fate stop them being with there one and only?

Vio still laid in bed, as the morning sun begins to creep up from the shadows. His eyes of light blue opened slightly, only to close again. Vio rolled the other way, facing away from the warm sun, to the cold shadows. He felt more, 'at home', in the cold dark. Vio hadn't gotten much sleep the night before. He had non-stop dreams of none other than, Shadow. His beloved Shadow. He had a few, wet dreams, about him. And no one can get comfortable if you constantly have to go the bathroom. The last thing he wanted to do was get up from bed at the moment. Though, Vio's wish would not come to view with a raging Green to burst through the door. "Can you deal with them?!" Green half-yelled at Vio.

Vio, still groggy from the early wake up call, looked up at Green from under the covers. "W-who?" Vio asked with a yawn.

"Blue and Red are at it again. Can you just, I don't know, separate them or something?" Green said, sitting down on Vio's bed.

Vio sat up, his golden hair sticking up in different directions. Rubbing his eyes and yawning once more, he got up from his bed and headed for the door. He didn't care if he was still only in a long purple tank-top with black trousers underneath. He had enough of the two bickering. Of course they had to this on the worst possible day. As Vio walked through the hallway, he glanced at the large mirror on the wall to his left. He noticed the black bags under his eyes and how funky his hair really looked, but he couldn't help but chuckle a little. 'Shadow looked like this one morning. I think it was the second or third day I was at the palace. He woke up late and came to a meeting in nothing but his boxers. His hair a mess and all. He still commanded with an iron fist though. He looked so cute.' Vio thought, touching the glass.

Vio let out another chuckle, before heading downstairs to deal with the two menaces of his morning. Little to his knowledge, a pair of two, bright crimson eyes, spied from the mirror, keeping a good watch on the hero in violet.