Chapter 1 – Clashes

The banging wouldn't stop.

Malzahar tried to be patient. Tried to be patient. Tried to brush of the sound and go back to sleep. All of his efforts went vain. He got out of the bed, his eyes flaring blue furiously. Two void-lings rushed to his side, curious. He didn't bother with his hood or the scarf, with bare feet and pajamas he headed towards the door. Just as he was approaching a feminine voice was heard.

"Malzahaaaar! Be a good booy! Take me now! " Malzahar recalled hearing this voice before at the academy though he couldn't pinpoint the owner's identity. He opened the door and a mass collided with him, sending both of them to the ground.

"Hey Malzy there…" The nine tailed fox. Drunk. Perfect. Did she just wink at him? Malzahar sighed heavily, why would the universe send her to him? He was pretty sure there would be a lot of guys willing to spend the night with her. And he was pretty sure he was not on this list. Ahri was known with her… flirty attitude and Malzahar was most definitely not of the material for her games. Than what was she doing here? There was no other way than asking even though he was pretty sure he wouldn't get a logical answer.

"Fox. What are you doing at my house in the middle of the night?" He asked, glancing at her. Ahri just stared at him and leaned closer.

"You have pretty eyes void boy, maybe you should frown less!" Nice. Totally related, totally accurate.

"Maybe you should get off of me, fox."

"Get off of you? Oh no why would I do that?" she winked again. Malzahar felt her magical energy trying to penetrate his aura. She was trying to charm him but her drunken state wasn't helping her control her magic. Malzahar easily brushed of the forming spell and got her off him. The moment she landed on the ground her legs wobbled and she was down again.

For the third time this night he sighed. She was giggling like crazy and her dress was messed up, her tails were moving with weird motions and her right ear wouldn't stop twitching wildly. She was a complete wreck.

"Oh Malzy… Why won't you take me?" she mumbled. Just as she opened her mouth to talk, bile rose from her throat and she started to heave.

"Don't you dare throw up in my house!" Malzahar yelled as he quickly collected her in his arms and headed out. Although he was quick enough to get her out of the house, he wasn't quick enough to put her down before the process began. She emptied her stomach elegantly (!) right on him and the grass. Malzahar collapsed to the ground, petrified. He was… vomited on by a drunk girl. Ahri rolled off of his arms, she seemed to be drifting to sleep slowly. Malzahar stared at her blankly. What the hell had he gotten himself into? Standing in front of his door with his pajamas with vomit all over him and a drunk/asleep party girl by his side.

What would Vel-Koz think of him if he saw him now.

Well, it was the time to handle this.

Malzahar took a deep breath and stood up. He removed his pajamas and tossed them to one of the void-lings to bring in. He assigned the other void-ling to gather the belongings of the fox. He gathered her up in his arms and headed inside, the sooner he was done with her the sooner he could go back to sleep.

"Malzy! Clothes out already? I didn't know you were into me that much!" she laughed insanely.

"You just literally threw up on me fox. You are lucky that I didn't swing you into a void gap."

Void-lings squeaked and followed him in. A third one jumped out from a void gap and closed the door after them.

He glanced around his small house, where could he possibly lie this drunk fox. Definitely not to his room. Bathroom...? No even he wasn't that cruel. He had a sofa in his study for his book reading sessions. He could put her there. He headed towards his study, he could feel her consistent breathing against his bare chest but tried not to think about it.

The void-lings followed him, waiting for his orders. He tried to lower her to the sofa as gentle as he could. He was so focused that he didn't notice the hand slipping to his hair softly. Just as he was about to leave her and straighten up, her consciousness decided it wasn't appropriate for him to leave so she just gently yanked him right down. However Malzahar wasn't expecting the pull and lost his balance, nature of physics biding him to obey the guiding of the fox's hands which were dragging him down to her face. He landed exactly where Ahri wanted him to land.

Their lips bruised each other because of the crash. Malzahar was lost with shock, while half conscious girl was responding to the situation almost automatically. Awestruck, he let her kiss him and occupy her hands with his wavy brown hair. When she opened her mouth, he snapped vigorously. She stared at him with half closed lids with sleep heavy eyes and smiled. Somehow that smile got him more embarrassed than the accidental kiss. He covered his mouth with his hand as blood rushed to her face, making him blush furiously.

"Good night Malzy..." she whispered before falling asleep.

He headed to his room, stomping his feet. His face a bright shade of red, so red that he was sure he was glowing.

He hated himself for being this way. He hated that he liked... this.

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It's honestly funny how fast you can bribe me into uploading another chapter. Seriously, just leave me a review and you'll see that I'll update i-i-Immediately! Aside from that honestly I am having so much fun writing this, Ahri and Malzahar have completely clashing personalities and I love writing couples like that.

I don't own League of Legends nor do any characters. Only the story and the ideas are copyrighted to Alex Rusanov.