Veigar felt his heartbeat slightly speeding up as he made his way up to the rooftop. Possibly because of getting near to confront Lulu, but at the same time he feared to face torment soon if ever. He must be confident if he ever wished to make amends with her 'cause he didn't want her to hate him anymore. He wanted the pain to stop by being friends with her. It may not be the same to befriend her, but he was sure that it should be enough to be treated like an acquaintance. As he began to open the door, it suddenly opened as he quickly took a few steps back. He looked to see the cantankerous cavalier in his wicked smile as he greeted Veigar with a spit, thought not directly at him, but at the floor.

"Hey there, ya little evil!" Kled smirked, "I reckon ya were looking for your precious girl, eh?"

"How did yo-" Veigar started to ask but was interrupted.

"We just finished our 'friendly' chat for today," Kled chuckled, "She suspected that ya wanted to talk to her with yer mouthy mouth."

"So, can I proceed?" Veigar asked, dumbfounded.

The cavalier smirked again as he went to the side of the door, gesturing him to enter.

"Good luck, ya piece of sh!t! Ya'll need it!" Kled said as he went down the stairwell, leaving the area.

As Veigar shut the door behind him, he saw a familiar yordle sitting at a bench while looking at the blue sky. She was wearing a black dress with blue edges, high knee black socks, and what seemed to be shoes for a witch. It was her, but he was too hesitant to approach her now 'cause he might interrupt her daily routine, fearing of getting hit by glitter or worse. Taking a deep breath, he walked to her as he cleared his throat to get her attention.

"What do you want?" she asked bitterly, not wanting to look at him.

"Please, I just want to talk to you," Veigar declared, trying to act confident.

...

A few minutes of silenced passed before she moved to the other side of the bench, patting the open space for him. Still not daring to gaze at him for a moment.

"Sit beside me," Lulu ordered.

The mage complied without a second thought. He remembered the feeling of being with the one that he hated the most was embarrassing as if it would've had ruined his reputation of being 'evil'. Now, the feeling of being with someone who hated him more was awkward. She now looked to be an evil yordle like him, someone who went insane like him, but more serious than him. Veigar still believed that there was still some good at her heart. It's just that she's not showing it that much to anyone, except for a few and her summoner.

"I've been meaning to tell you something that I wished to address for some time now," Veigar confessed.

"And what would that be?" Lulu asked in a calm tone.

'Okay, she seems to be in a normal mood' Veigar mentally sighed.

"I'm sorry"

...

...

...

"What?" Lulu then glanced at him with eyebrows raised.

"You heard me, I want to end this pain that I've been hiding for months now."

"Are you serious?" Lulu groaned, "What are you apologizing for?"

"For hiding what I feel," Veigar sighed.

"Feel?" Lulu glared, "Veigar, you never showed any sh!t about me ever since I joined the League."

"That's because I was afraid," Veigar retorted, trying to counter her, "Afraid of destroying my reputation."

"For being evil, which for me is just a pathetic excuse to save your sorry hide," Lulu snarled, "You did a good job at saving your title."

"Well, I'm evil and I didn't need any friends," Veigar stated, "But, in truth, I needed one, like you."

"Such drama, douche bag," Lulu rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Seriously, Lulu, I needed one," Veigar pleaded, "While I pushed you off whenever you tried to get near me, I felt guilty for pushing away that opportunity you were trying to give to me."

"You should've been truthful," Lulu pointed.

"I know, and I'm really sorry," Veigar nodded, "I wished I was open to myself. Like your summoner who showed pity on you."

It was then, dark purple energy began to emanate from Lulu's right hand that turned into a fist. Her eyes were slightly glowing yellow as she gritted her teeth in anger, growling menacingly than even Warwick could make of. Veigar reacted quickly by raising his hands like he was surrendering.

"I understand that you're still mad for what I did to your summoner," Veigar cringed, "Don't worry, I'm not offending him. He's a good person. Like he's a father to you."

The anger died down on Lulu's face, but she was still glaring at him.

"Remember why I challenged your summoner?" Veigar asked.

"Because you thought he was going beat you first in taking the world?" Lulu frowned.

"Yes, that's for anyone to think," Veigar nodded, "But, I also had another reason that they may never understand. I battled him because I thought that he infected you."

"Infected, eh?" Lulu's anger was starting to rise up again, but slowly.

"I thought he corrupted your soul, diminishing your positivity and possibly your connection with the Fae, even Pix felt like it. I thought I could save you and return you to your real self," Veigar cleared his throat before continuing, "But, after hearing those painful statements, I realized that you chose this path because you wanted to. Like me, you changed into someone else."

"To protect him," Lulu declared.

"Like he was your own dad, your own family," Veigar nodded.

"He gave me love that I once lost when I left them," Lulu sighed, "If only you had seen my pain, you could've understand what I felt."

Her anger died down, feeling a little sad, but normal. Her eyes stopped glowing as they turned back to emerald green.

The mage then looked down, averting his gaze from her.

"I wish to ask forgiveness, Lulu. For the things I've done to make you experience such pain and suffering. I'll make it up to you if will let me. Since before you wanted to be friends with me, I will take up that offer if you will reconsider it. Please, Lulu, I need you to be... my friend."

Veigar was tearing up. He expected to be ignored and to be left alone if rejected. It was painful to confess, but he was glad to let it all out his pain. The next thing he knew, he felt himself being touched as his face was held by two purple hands. They directed his face to look at her once again. Veigar could see that Lulu was unfazed. Her expression was but only blank with her deadly glare. If she was not feeling any sympathy, then why did she hold his face?

She used one hand to wipe off the tears from his cheek while she used the other hand to slightly slapped his cheek. It wasn't that strong, but it left an unnoticeable mark on it. Veigar was stunned.

"Despite being late in expressing your emotions, it was something worthwhile to hear," Lulu admitted.

"Does that mean?" Veigar gasped.

"Yes, you're forgiven for everything," Lulu nodded before giving a smile, "Except the part where you hurt my summoner, of course."

Veigar knew that smile from anywhere. The time when she was new to the League, she would show that smile to just about anybody, whether good or bad. A smile that was so innocent that no one would ever deny such cuteness. Wanting to feel more positivity, he went closer to her and embraced her before burying his face to her hair. She was not embarrassed as there were no signs of her blushing or even making a look of disgust. She just let him hold her as she patted his back as to return the hug. After a while, they broke the hug to get some air.

"I want you to take this as a sign of reconciliation."

Lulu was forming some kind of a material from her hands as dark energy began to flow around her. The material turned out to be her original hat, the classic one where it had a pointy tip.

"Are you sure?" Veigar asked.

"Don't worry, I have several copies of them at my home in Bandle," Lulu shrugged.

"Oh, so you got accepted there?" Veigar inquired.

"Yeah, of course it was because my summoner put in a good word for them," Lulu chuckled.

"I see," Veigar then took the hat and placed it at his backpack, "Thank you, Lulu."

"You're welcome, master of evil," Lulu beamed.

At that, the sorceress jumped out of the bench before stopping near to the door. A beautiful sunset was shown in the front view of the two yordles.

"I have to go now," Lulu announced, "I'm going to meet my summoner at his room for dinner. You can join us if you want."

"Sure, I would be honored to," Veigar nodded with confidence.

Lulu giggled before she looked at him with her once happy look before leaving, "Well, see you later if you do."

She exited the area, leaving Veigar alone with the wind chilling him. It was finally over. The pain was erased. He finally had a friend to be free from his loneliness. She was someone that he could now rely on.

THE END