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Author's Note: I've been seeing this 50sentence thing around a lot and I wanted to try it as well as try and get my mind back on Tales of Symphonia (I've been playing a lot of Arc Rise Fantasia and catching up on my shows), so this kinda kills two stones with one bird.

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Love is not blind - it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less. ~Julins Gordon

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Step: It's a children's game; avoid the cracks in the sidewalk. But it's one she's never played before because Mizuho didn't have cement floors and the games of children back home were considered training, not recreation.

Squeeze: There's a fist clenched around her heart and it's just twisting with every word that Zelos says. (But in the end, I choose this side because Mithos promised to release me from my fate as a Chosen of Mana)

Dirt: They're sweaty and dirty and breathing hard as they lie on their backs in the fields outside of Meltokio after a hard spar, but they can't seem to remember being more at ease.

Late: Tardiness wasn't acceptable in Mizuho. You were whacked with a bamboo stick for it, but clearly, Meltokio had given Sheena a new opinion on the subject.

Money: It isn't that he can't afford an expensive ring. It's that he knows that she hates people spending a lot on her, so he asks Dirk to make her a ring of steel. (Because steel is stronger than gold and Sheena was the strongest woman he'd ever met)

Aid: After the final battle, his leg is twisted at an unnatural angle and she has to splint his leg because Raine was out of magic.

Myth: She still feels a bit like she's dreaming as she runs a hand across the smooth warmth of his wings.

Piece: In Mizuho, the entire village works as a whole. Nothing was done solely for one persons' benefit. When Sheena arrives in Meltokio, she's unnerved by how independent and self-serving everyone is.

Child: The Tethe'allan royalty and the church that is now little more than a symbol for what was aren't accustomed to the new system yet. So when they tell Zelos that the Chosen bloodline has to continue, he simply stares at them for a moment before turning on his heel and walking away. He and Sheena had already agreed that they didn't want children.

Confess: It's the first time she's ever heard him stutter and she laughs and tells him to just shut up and kiss her.

Trick: When Lloyd blows out his candles for his eighteenth birthday, Zelos relights them magically with a gesture that he hides underneath the table. He does it a few times before Genis catches him and threatens him with the punishment of no ice cream if he does it again.

Out: When they tell everyone about them, Raine only chuckles. "You didn't think you were a secret, did you?"

Best: Sheena loves the way that Zelos makes curry, but she must admit that she liked Genis' better.

Mother: He looks very much like his father, or so he's been told. He finds it difficult to remember the man. But there is one thing that he knows for certain is from his mother and those are his pale pale blue eyes.

Book: Zelos plucks the novel out of her hands, ignoring her automatic protest. He flips through it, reads the back and examines the cover. "Well," He says finally, "At least you have the sense not to buy those terrible ten gald romance novels."

Victim: She tries to block out Kuchinawa's voice (You're the reason that half the village is dead!) but it echoes and twists until all she can see is the red of his clothes. When Zelos opens her bedroom door, having heard some strange sounds, she looks at him with a haunted, hollow expression. Or rather, at his hair.

Power: He, as the former Chosen, and she as the new peace ambassador and Chief of Mizuho, can legally change the world now. It's a strange thought.

Redeem: It takes her a year and a half to forgive his betrayal and even that involved copious amounts of fudge given to her as part of his apology.

Bleak: Some of Meltokio's mornings are gray and a little depressing. They're usually a sign of coming snow. But by that time, it's already getting chilly and neither of them can bring themselves to care and they just snuggle deeper into the blankets.

Shrapnel: Sometimes, Sebastian swears that the mansion is going to come down around them with the force of their arguments.

Humane: Her personality is entirely at odds with her skills (Too kind, too compassionate, even for all her passion) but the truly sad part is that she's still the best one for the job.

Anger: They don't cringe in the face of each other's anger like other people do (Because they're not afraid of the rage. They're afraid of the disappointment, of the hatred) They snarl and snap at each other, but it's normal and expected. It's when they don't rage at each other that they know that there's something wrong.

Team: She's a tornado and he's a wildfire; it makes for constant arguments that sometimes get too violent (It's only after their passionate anger that they calm down enough to make sure that the other's okay, not that they would intentionally maim each other). It's when they're both whipping around, snarling and tempers flaring against the same person that it becomes frightening.

Final: He knows that he won't be able to come back from this, that this is the last straw in their complicated relationship. But that was what happened when a tornado and a wildfire mixed. People got burned.

Terror: When Seles calls early one morning and says, "I have something to tell you, big brother." Zelos begins to panic. When he hears the rest of the message, the panic doesn't lessen; it increases in fact. When he repeats the message to Sheena, her face pales and she shakes her head. "Who ever thought you'd make a good uncle/godfather has to be out of their mind."

Bed: Some mornings, it finds that he can't remember a morning when he hadn't woken up to her by his side.

Never: There were a hundred things she would've liked to say (Shout, yell, protest) when Tiga told her of the mission, but she could say none of them because this was for the good of Tethe'alla and shadows can't have opinions.

Fidelity: The others aren't entirely convinced that Zelos is loyal to her. Sheena had stopped trying to convince them otherwise a while back. They didn't know him like she did.

Neglect: They enter the forgotten cabin at the bottom of a hill on the outskirts of Ozette. There are several layers of dust on cracked, wooden furniture and the last vestiges of paint on the walls are peeling away. The weeds are up to their knees and Sheena thinks that she hates Time in that moment.

Face: "You know, that mask doesn't hide who you are at all, right?"

Lurk: Sheena is fourteen when she hears the tap on her window. She huffs in annoyance and opens it up, but smiles at who she finds at the bottom. "Zelos, if you insist on lurking beneath my windowsill, please tell me that you don't have a stereo."

Grow: When she saw him last, his hair had been long, for a guy. Now, it's longer even than hers, but she knows better than to ask after the dark story behind his eyes.

Skin: "You should've let me put on the sunscreen." He tells her and Sheena glares at him in annoyance.

Sick: She's a natural early-riser, but there's a morning or two every moon that she doesn't leave her room until noon, sometimes at all. Those days, Zelos brings her a tea that helped with the stomach cramps, some noodles and rice and a pack of cards.

Dare: Kuchinawa thinks that the girl has more guts than half the kids in the village. No one went into Gaoracchia Forest, not even on a dare.

Worth: "I always knew you were a pervert, but I always thought you were a good person when it came down to it!" Zelos can only hope that that Aionis is worth Sheena's hatred.

Year: The ushering in of the New Year is celebrated worldwide, but their party is a small one. There are toasts and Lloyd and Genis are trying not to burn themselves as they spark off fireworks. But when the new dawn breaks the horizon, Zelos turns to her and kisses her deeply, murmuring against her lips, "Happy New Year, darling."

Prime: Sebastian looks like he's in his prime, or that it's not far behind him, but he swears that keeping up with Master Zelos and Sir Bud's antics are aging him quicker. Sheena assures him that that's perfectly normal.

Taste: Zelos gasps in surprise and he scrapes his burned tongue against his teeth, trying to get some feeling back. Sheena should've told him that the cocoa was hot.

Event: Zelos is the best Healer that's in the village at the time of the birth. Sheena chuckles when it's over, kissing his forehead and pushing his hair out of his face. "I don't know who was panicking more." She tells him. "You or the father."

Safe: She isn't sure when Meltokio became more of a home than Mizuho did, but she can't feel their accusing eyes here and she welcomes it.

Ring: Neither of them wears their rings on the proper finger. They don't even wear it on their hands because they're far too active and constantly doing things that require free hands and they're afraid that they'll lose it, so they keep it on a chain made of gold-and-steel.

Mend: "Would you just…hear me out?" He pleads. She needs to hear this, she does, or they might never get back what they had and he doesn't think he can stand that.

Energy: Sheena's usually fairly mild-mannered about her opinions. But when a debate sparks up on something she's passionate about, it's incredible how she seems to light up.

Center: Once a year, Sheena walks to where the Tower of Salvation once stood (Where everything had trained, where the center of the worlds used to be) and simply stares at the ruins.

Ordinary: "We can never babysit the normal kids, can we?" Zelos says, looking at Lloyd's child whose wings are flapping behind him to help him keep his balance on chubby legs.

Voice: He hears her speak before he ever sees her face. "Is watching where you're going such a hard thing to do, Red?" Sometimes, he thinks that's when he started falling in love with her.

Fall: "I'll always be there when you fall." He tells her one night. "You're like a double feature. A mild cold. A—" "I get it." She interrupts. "Things you catch."

Last: They both hold out their fists and play rock-paper-scissors to decide who got to eat the last strawberry on the cheesecake.