A/N: Here it is as promised! Hope you enjoy!

Hopeless

Zelos hadn't heard from Sheena in nearly two weeks. He wasn't used to being without news from her and this lapse in her writing worried him. He was desperate. He would have welcomed anything from her, even a profession of hate.

He couldn't even read the old letters she'd written him, since he'd somehow misplaced his key. He could only hope the right people found it and returned it to him soon. He'd been without sheena for too long, and he wasn't sure how long he could stand it.

With only Hilda for company, he often found himself bored or irritated. Discussing wedding details, such as "would the salmon flowers clash with the yellow table cloth," really just didn't do it for him. He needed conversation with more substance than that.

The more he got to know Hilda, the less he liked the idea of marrying her. She was superficial and childish. Yes, she was pretty and sweet, but she was still a little girl. She was only a few years younger than him, in reality, but she seemed much, much younger. She seemed to think marriage was a game. Zelos sometimes wondered if she even realized that they'd be bound together for the rest of their lives. She wasn't quite an adult yet, perhaps from lack of experience in the world, after all she'd grown up protected from the world in a castle, and Zelos didn't want to marry a child.

He wanted so much more than that. He wanted someone beautiful, but sexy at the same time. Hilda tried too hard. He wanted someone who didn't try at all. Hilda was dangerously naïve, he wanted someone dangerous and fiery. He didn't want Hilda, he wanted Sheena. He'd had enough of Hilda already and they weren't even married yet, but he never thought he'd tire of Sheena's rampages.

But he'd never get any of her. He'd given his word to Hilda, and he wouldn't upset her for someone who probably wouldn't take him back. It was utterly hopeless, but yet… how could he stop hoping?

A/N: Sorry this one's so short. I figure the last one was a little longer, this one can be short and sweet *insert lame excuse here*