Old rivals get to know each others and discover they have much more in common then they thought they did. A story of friendships, romances and family. Rated M for later chapters' content as well as language and occasional violence.

A Garen x Darius & Lux x Draven Fanfiction (Male on male romance as well as strait romance; don't like, don't read)

Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me aside for a summoner who will be later introduced. All characters, the world they are from and League of Legends are property of Riot Games.

Chapter 7: Broken Hearts

Location: The Cave

Time: 3 Days After I Near Froze to Death

I was sitting against the cave's wall, deep in thoughts. Not much had happened in the past few days. I mostly slept, except when eating or having my bandages changed and the like. Garen was away scouting the area for his eventual return trip to Demacia. We had been stuck here... 5? Maybe 6 days because of my injuries? They would be expecting my return in a few days back home...

I still couldn't believe the events of those days... First I was bested by a wild animal? Then rescued by my sworn enemy... And cared for by him... Then he saved me again. And there was that... Dream...

I swallowed hard at the memory.

Then my nightmare came to hunt me at the worst of times... I had always had the luck of it happening when I was home... Home as in my house. Where only my brother could possibly see it... See how weak I can actually be... But... He never even once made fun of it... Draven that is. Well... Garen didn't either, but... I don't fucking know... It was different. Draven's my brother... My kid brother I always did everything for and always protected... He always had my back for this and was the one to take care of me in those moments of weakness... And I always had his for everything else. But Garen... He had no logical reason to care, yet alone help and soothe me from that state. Heck even if he did have a reason, I'm his enemy.

I sighed and my mood darkened. A weight heavy in my chest.

I'm his enemy... And he should be mine... We were bound to face each others on the battlefield one day if things kept going as Swain wanted... I would have to fight him. I would have to kill him. It was me or him and I sure as hell wanted to keep living. I had to... For my city state... For the common folks of Noxus looking up to their general... But most importantly... For my brother who was all I had left to fight for... I had to... Yet, when that day would come... Would I have the strength to do it? After all we've been through, I wasn't so sure anymore...

Location: The Cave

Time: Noon-ish

~ So... Ready to get back home?

He asked, busy packing his things.

Home... What was is to me... Was it Noxus in general? Or perhaps that house I shared with my brother Draven? Or was there more to it... The more I thought about it, the more I wondered.

I sighed, causing the Demacian to look my way with his embarrassing worried look.

~ What's wrong?

~ Nothing.

I let out. I had to quit looking so despicably weak near the man. He was and remained an enemy after all... And soon we would both be back to our respective city states, serving our respective factions.

I felt a weight in my chest and sat down against the stone wall of the now familiar cave. I leaned my head against it and closed my eyes, still frowning. I was so absorbed in my thoughts I did not noticed him approaching me.

~ Darius...

I flinched and my eyes snapped open, mentally cursing myself for my current lack of focus.

~ What?

I said in a much rougher voice then intended, frowning and trying so very hard not to show my emotions.

He didn't answer so I looked up at him. Still had that worried look of his, but seemed hesitant. I gave him a questioning look, still half frowning, making him snap out of it and take a serious face, frowning back.

~ What's wrong.

He demanded.

~ None of your business.

My voice venomous and cold, my eyes a glacial frown. It was his turn to flinch, his frown changing to a very hurt look. I clenched my jaw and closed back my eyes and turned my head away, unable to bear staring up at his sad, hurt eyes. I heard him sigh and shift, probably turning away to go back to his packing, but he paused. I looked back up at his back hesitantly.

~ Fine.

The Demacian man said in a blank voice, going back to his things.

He didn't say a word the remaining time it took him to pack up, not once glancing my way as I stayed sitting there staring at him with a blank face hiding how ashamed and sad I truly felt of seemingly hurting him. The weigh in my chest was feeling heavier then ever before, making it impossible for me to say anything even if I wanted to.

I forced myself to stop staring, since it was only making it worse and instead tried to concentrate on my freshly bandaged arm, testing it for pain. I wouldn't be able to use it yet to wield my ax if the need came.

I frowned, a dark look on my face.

Let's hope I don't get to need to defend myself on the way or when I'll be back...

I heard him approach me again and feigned being absorbed into my wounded arm still, being unable to look at him in the eye. I heard him drop something near me, forcing me to look up.

It was a military backpack similar to the one he already had on his back, which I recognized to be mine. I gave him a questioning look.

~ Found it while scouting the area earlier.

He said, his voice blank and his face unreadable.

~ You should have plenty of food and fresh bandages for the road in it.

He turned to the entrance and started walking.

I was feeling shittier then anything I could think of... After all he had done for me in the past couple days... After saving my ass I don't know how many times... Taking care of me... Being nice to me... This is how I was repaying him... By being the greatest of assholes of Runeterra to him...

The Cave Hideout...

Maybe Noon...

I was walking towards the entrance of the cave... To get on my way home... I was feeling... Sad? Depressed? No... That's not it... Well that too, but... Heartbroken... I was feeling heartbroken... Not by the Noxian's attitude really... More-so from it reminding me of our respective places... I was a Demacian commander, he was a Noxian general... Our worlds were too different... Total opposites, to be more precise... Worlds we both had to get back to, to which we had the duty to go back to... Worlds in which we were death enemies... And I had to accept it...

I was walking slowly, halfheartedly. Then paused at the entrance and looked out. The snow covered scenery didn't seem as beautiful as it used to a couple days back... It looked more like a cold, frozen wasteland.

~ W-wait...

I heard the Noxian say weakly. Or maybe it was my depressed state that affected my hearing, making everything sound faint.

~ Garen... I...

I flinched slightly at my name, but did not answer or look back. Afraid of the tears I knew I was holding back.

~ I'm sorry... I...

~ No...

I cut him off.

~ You're right. I completed what my honor was telling me to do.

I paused, a tear rolling down the corner of my eye.

~ The rest's none of my business.

I took a deep breath.

~ I'm going home. You do the same. We won't speak of this ever again to anyone.

I took a step forward, closing my eyes as another tear rolled down my other cheek.

~ Just... Take care out there... From now on...

I let out, my voice breaking. Then I was gone... Without a word more, without a single look back.

Sorry it took a little while! ;-; I really wasn't sure how I wanted this chapter to go... Had the main idea of both going back home and all of course, but wasn't sure in what terms etc... ^^' Decided on Dar trying very hard to keep true to his Noxian roots, causing a bit of drama between them so they get even closer in the end... I've learned from life experience that sure, you can pass lots of good times with a person and all. But it's how you deal with the bad times that truly decides the way the relationship will go. If you can't get past a bit of drama here and there and work it out in time, then maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Hope it's not a disappointment and I didn't make anyone depressed from it... ;-;

To Sarcastic Psycho: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhgtfsdtfghjnyhgfvg (facekeyboards) I'm sorry! ;-; I wanna try to write more a bit faster, but always have trouble with artist block starting a chapter even though I more or less got the story planned for the next 20 chapters or so! ;-; But when I start on one, I'm hard to stop... ^^' *looks at time* Geez been at it for the past 3h non stop! o.o' That explains the urge for bathroom and food... (Not at the same time of course... ^^' ) Hope that was enough drama for ya in one chapter! xD

And yea, for that Garen has plenty of work... ^^' But it does go both ways and Dar also has to start trusting his emotions as well... :P

Haha you wish! ;P

I must say I laughed real hard at the imagining the scene of Draaaaaaaaaaaven chasing Lux and getting the snare to the face! Might even use the idea honestly! x3

And thank you soooo much as always! Sorry I'm not writing faster... ;-;

Alrighty, that's it for now guys! Next chapter, to the institute of war!