Hello beautiful readers, it's me again! I've been very lazy and haven't updated in almost a week :( Thanks to my lovely new followers, Tonchamaru, Branko66 and JcL107. You three are awesome :)

Gmp1000: If it makes you smile it makes me smile :) I'd imagine that breathing would be fine because it's an instinctual movement, like blinking and swallowing. But yes he is a very nice guy, I've succeeded in making him likeable it seems haha.

Windsteps: The drama is here!

Malia: No problem at all. I didn't think the splash showed legs, but it makes sense his game model has legs.

Sona yawned and stretched her arms out, wiping the sleep out of her eyes. She heard a loud thud and a crash outside her room, her eyes flicking to her open door. A familiar mitre rolled through the open door, and she jumped up out of bed in panic. She dashed as fast as her legs could carry her into the hallway, nearly tripping over the prone form of Karthus. Jarvan and Vayne stood over him, the Demacian prince's spear pointed at Karthus's body.

Garen thundered down the hallway, Lux rushing down after him to come to Sona's aid as the Maven desperately tried to push Jarvan away.

"Stand aside Sona, we must find out what this… thing has done to you!" Vayne pulled her off of the prince.

"Vayne you psycho! He's not done anything to her!" Lux screamed, standing in front of the crying Sona.

"Then how do you explain them both going into her room last night, and the zombie walking out this morning?" The Night Hunter smirked.

"Because they were on a date you b-"

"WHAT?!" Jarvan boomed, cutting Lux off mid-sentence, "Sona and that on a date?" He asked incredulously, gesturing to Karthus, who was by now picking himself up off the ground.

"What has he done to you Sona? How has he forced you to go on a date with him?" Vayne asked in a softer tone.

The Maven glared as she retrieved her notepad, He has done NOTHING. In fact, I asked him.

"But why? I don't understand what would possess you to do such a thing," Jarvan asked.

Garen stepped forward, "Because she is in love, my prince."

Jarvan's head snapped around, not used to Garen speaking out against him.

"Is this true, Sona?" He asked, his voice low.

She nodded, Karthus and Lux now standing by her side. Jarvan turned to Garen desperately.

"This cannot be allowed! It is our enemy!" He whispered, venom in his words.

Garen nodded, "This is true, my prince. But remember what I told you about Katarina. She is our enemy also, yet you let our relationship continue despite the fact that she is Noxian."

Jarvan realised he was outnumbered and had lost, and spun around on his heel.

"Karthus," the prince warned, "if you so much as harm a hair on her head, the League will not be able to shelter you from Demacia's retribution."

"I would not dream of it, Prince Jarvan," Karthus replied, placing his mitre back onto his head.

Jarvan, with Garen at his heel, stalked away. Vayne looked at Karthus with a glare that could freeze the fires of a volcano, before following the Exemplar through the hall.

"Sona, are you alright?" Karthus asked, concern filling his eyes.

"I'm fine, but what about you? What happened?" She grabbed his hands in worry.

Lux tapped Karthus on the shoulder nervously, "Are the both of you okay? I'm sorry about the prince, he's…"

"Yes, we're fine Miss Crownguard. Thank you for your concern, it is much appreciated," he smiled genuinely, "You have no need to apologise, I'll admit I was expecting a much worse reaction."

The Lady of Luminosity grinned, "I don't think Sona would have let them. I'll give the two of you some privacy."

Karthus bowed his head in gratitude, "Thank you Miss Crownguard. And if you see your brother, be sure to thank him for me."

Lux turned to Sona and hugged her, "You'll be okay Sona, we'll always be here for you."

The blonde girl rushed down the hallway and out of sight Karthus swore he could see dust follow. He dashed the thought from his mind as he turned to Sona as they entered her room.

He looked down at his feet dejectedly, "I'm so sorry. I let them see me, it was a stupid, careless mistake on my part and now you're suffering as a result."

Sona lifted his chin with a finger, staring into his eyes, "It's not your fault Karthus. They would've found out eventually anyway. As long as I'm with you, I don't care what they think."

And with that, she kissed him for the second time, the first time in his lich body. She could have sworn she felt a tear fall down his face as they kissed deeply.

"I love you Karthus," she said, and he froze.

Karthus felt his hands tremble as he moved them to her face, breaking the kiss.

"Sona I- I love you as well," he said before hugging her tightly, holding her as if he would never see her again.

Their moment was interrupted by Sona's stomach rumbling loudly. Karthus couldn't hold back his laughter, before being slapped playfully on the arm by Sona, trying not to contain her laughter as well.

Once he regained his composure, Karthus asked, "Shall we have breakfast my dear?"

"My stomach thinks that's a great idea," Sona grinned.

"Very well, let us change into our normal attire first," he replied before heading out to his room.

Arm in arm, they walked out into the Institute cafeteria. Looking very uncomfortable with the looks he was getting from the other champions and summoners, mostly jealousy, Karthus picked out a small plate of waffles and grapes before following Sona to a table. The couple sat down between Lux and Janna, the wind elemental smiling kindly at Karthus.

"Good morning Miss Janna, it's always a pleasure to see you again Miss Crownguard," he greeted politely.

"I haven't seen you here before Karthus, why the change?" Janna asked, still smiling.

"His lady friend's dragged him along," Lux teased playfully, earning a light slap from Sona.

"Not quite," he laughed, "Although to answer your question, I usually eat after the rest of the champions and summoners. I don't have any friends outside of Pentakill and most are uncomfortable in my presence."

If he didn't want to come he'd have no choice, I'd force him, Sona wrote as she giggled.

At this, Karthus rolled his eyes before tucking into his waffles and Sona continued eating her oats.
"Jarvan announced your relationship after he left, so expect some… trouble from many of the other champions," Lux quietly warned the couple, eyes darting to the Demacian table.

"Duly noted, Miss Crownguard. Thank you," he replied, pulling a stray hair out of his waffles, "although I do need a new mitre since Shyvana thought it appropriate to burn my previous one."

"I was wondering why you were missing it," Janna piped up, trying to stifle a giggle at the Deathsinger as she sent a small gust of wind in his direction and causing his long white-blonde hair to billow out over his face.

"The things I put up with," he muttered under his breath.

"You grumpy old man, she's only having a bit of fun," Sona scolded mentally.

"First of all, I'm a lich, not a man. Secondly, her 'fun' just got my hair in your oats," he smirked.

Sona gasped and threw one of Karthus' grapes at Janna, causing Lux and himself to burst into laughter. The grape hit Janna's phone, [She's friends with Ahri, of course she has one :) ] causing music to blare out. Recognising the song, Karthus pulled out the spare microphone he always carried.

"He is divinity, omniscient,

Seeing the world revolve in spite

The surge of humanity, oblivious,

To the divine whom bringeth night

Let there be light"

The three women couldn't help but applaud at Karthus' display, Janna grinning from ear to ear.

"I was not aware you liked Ghost, Miss Janna," he said, putting his microphone back into the folds of his robes.

"Of course, I love them! Secular Haze is my favourite song!" The Storm's Fury fangirled [I am 100% with Janna on this one, Secular Haze rocks].

"I preferred Cirice myself, but Secular Haze is a close second," Karthus sat back down, ignoring the stares from the other occupants of the cafeteria.

"Careful Sona, you might have some competition from miss fangirl over there," Lux giggled.

I'm not worried at all, I'm just happy he's making friends for a change, she wrote with a smile.

The group was interrupted by an apple arcing through the air and exploding as it hit the back of Karthus' head, sending chunks of apple all through his hair. A summoner on the Demacian table, a big brutish fellow with the Bronze IV crest on his robes, guffawed with laughter. Karthus' eyes blazed with fury as he stood up, the cafeteria falling silent as he stalked over to the summoner.

"Did you throw that, summoner?" he spat.

The summoner, whose tag identified him as Finn, stood up defiantly, "So what if I did?"

"I could kill you where you stand, runt, and feel nothing. The only reason you are not screaming in agony as your soul is shredded apart into nothing is because if I kill you, I am jailed for a thousand years," Karthus' eyes glowed a burning red as he continued, "and while I have an eternity, Lady Buvelle does not. Now I suggest you think on your actions, as I will not be as forgiving next time. Are. We. Clear?"

Finn had enough brain cells to know when to step back. He nodded his head furiously, nearly in tears. Karthus could not help but grin devilishly as he saw a puddle begin to rapidly grow beneath the summoner.

"Y-y-yes, yes, we're clear. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm-" he blubbered as Karthus moved back to his table.

Lux gave a small cheer, and Pantheon, who was sitting at the table behind them, clapped him on the back. Sona smiled as she finished her oats, offering him her hand.

"Would you like to walk the gardens with me? It's such a lovely day outside and I'd rather not get apple on my carpet," she asked, a small smirk flashing across her face before disappearing again.

"It would be my pleasure, my dear. Shall we?" He took her hand before nodding his head politely to Lux and Janna.

"Who is he talking to? I only noticed just now," Janna whispered to Lux as the couple exited the double doors.

Lux laughed and smiled, "That's for me to know and you to find out."

That's a wrap ladies and gentlemen! Once again, apologies for the late update, I got kind of lazy over the weekend. I'm not entirely happy with the ending to be honest, but I didn't want to drag out the chapter. Poor Karthus though, getting bullied by the Demacians. But at least he's making friends now. In case you haven't guessed, Ghost is my favourite band and I think I've referenced them twice now in two chapters. Enough rambling from me, time to get back to writing :)

Until next time!