TotE Chapter 6
Hello everyone. No, the last chapter is not in the story. I most likely will not continue with a Sol/Syndra fanfic. Just saying.
Also, people have been PM'ing me about Jinx.
Jinx may or may not come back. That's all up to me and my whims. Anyways, enjoy and review, favorite or whatever the hell!
Here's the next chapter.
Sol opened his closet to see a crisp, clean suit of red, black and gold. He sighed at the sight of the Noxian formal wear. 'Damn it. I hate wearing this kind of shit.'
He closed his closet as he went on his way to search for Katarina. 'Goodness. I have to ask her too. And also, when is Swain going to formally announce my allegiance to Noxus, or do I have to do that myself...'
He sighed at the thought of effort. Opening the door, he walked past the empty room across from his. 'Jinx...' he thought sadly as he continued down the hall. Knocking on Sarah Fortune's door, he stood and ate from a bag of gummy bears. 'Binge eating is the best, they say.'
Miss Fortune opened the door, dressed in regular attire. She had gray sweats on with a low-cut light blue tee, showing plenty of her ample chest.
"Hey Sol!" she exclaimed happily. "What can I do for you?"
Sol was about to ask where Katarina was, but he decided otherwise. "D'you know," he began. "Actually, are you busy tonight?"
She looked thoughtfully into the air, putting a hand on her chin. "Hmm, I think my favorite show is on TV today, but other than that, no." She shook her head, fiery red curls moving side to side. "Why, you wanna have a date?" She sultrily giggled as she moved closer.
Sol blushed, embarrassed. "Kind of, I guess," he began as Miss Fortune became actually interested. "Oh?" she smiled.
"I-I need someone to go to a Noxian ball that I was invited to and I don't exactly want to go with Katarina. I would go with Cassiopeia, but she's going with Talon." He looked at her. "So uh, do you wanna go with me?" He finished sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.
Miss Fortune laughed. "Well, is there anything you can offer me that will..." she leaned in and pushed her breasts up."...entice me?"
Sol sighed. 'Tyal, if you would please.'
Miss Fortune felt a sudden rush as she felt Sol's hand touch her face. "Please?" he softly cooed.
She blushed deeply as she felt her heart beat speed up. "O-yes, I would be happy to," she said shakily.
Sol smiled. "Great. I'll swing by at 7."
She nodded and closed the door. She sighed deeply, a hand on her heart. 'What the hell was that?'
Sol pranced along the halls, happy to have gotten that over with. "Yes!" He cried as he almost crashed into the wall. He abruptly stopped. "Oh fuck!" He moaned as he facepalmed.
'How am I supposed to put on that uniform stuff!' He mentally yelled. 'I never even learned!'
He sighed. 'Who am I supposed to go to,' he moaned as he slowly walked to his room. There was small movements in the corner of his eye as Sol dashed in the opposite direction-only to get smashed by a doorknob to the stomach.
"FUUCKK!" He screamed as his other next door neighbor, Diana, yelped. "Holy shit!" She bent down to pick him up, but he was busy rolling on the floor in pain. 'I hate being so wimpy,' he moaned as he held his stomach.
Diana pulled him up finally as Sol breathed deeply. "Ouch. And thanks," he mumbled as he slowly limped away.
"S-sorry!" She called. "And you're welcome, I think?"
Sol waved messily behind him as he continued to his path. 'Hmmph. Now seriously, who should I ask,' he thought. A gale of wind blew him down as a door swung violently open in front of him. The door tore itself off the hinges as Sol jumped to dodge it. "Haha! Not this time, univ-" he was cut off as another blast of wind blew him across the hall whilst midair.
Sol gingerly got up as Janna rushed out of the room. "I'm so sorry!" She cried as she cupped her mouth. "It was an accident, I swear! I was trying out a new-"
Sol just twitched at her. "Just. Stop," he muttered to the universe as he limped off.
Janna felt terrible. This young man was obviously having a terrible day, and she had made it exponentially worse.
Sol finally reached his apartment as he made it out of the halls of terror. "I seriously gotta move to the Noxian apartment," he muttered. "At least those fuckers are safe to be around," he finished to himself as he walked to the bathroom.
Taking a quick shower, Sol hummed to himself as he dried his body. He took the uniform out of his closet. "Aaaand I still donkt know how to put this on," he facepalmed.
"Better ask Miss Fortune," he sighed as he muttered to himself.
He messily threw on some casual clothing as he teleported to Miss Fortune's door. 'Wait...why didn't I just teleport to my...'
Sarah opened the door, wearing a purple dress and black heels.
"His Sol, you're early!" She cheerfully said. "I'm not really ready yet..."'and neither are you,'she thought,"so you can come in and wait."
Sol nervously smiled. "Uh, can you help me out?"
She nodded. "Sure," she said. "What's up?"
Sol leaned in. "I...I have no idea how to put this thing on," he whispered embarrassed as he lifted the Noxian uniform.
She laughed. "Oh, well I guess we're going to be a little late. Come on in, I'll help you."
Sol smiled. "Thanks a million."
The time was 8:00 as Sol finally managed to button his vest up. The gold buttons fit tightly in their crimson-laden slits. Sol patted himself on the back as he walked out of Miss Fortune's spare bathroom. "I'm ready to leave, Miss Fortune." he said to the beautifully dressed lady on the couch. She was wearing her purple dress, of course. Her face was blushed. She had full red lips and long eye lashes. Her hair was curled upwards and around to one side of her head, her long fiery locks curling downwards in a flurry of blazing red. She laughed. "It's Sarah, to you cute, cutie. And I am too," she said. "And we're off!" Sol said cheerfully as she giggled. She offered him her elbow as Sol hooked himself around her.
The pair reached the Noxian meetinghouse. The large, ornately designed building was lit by candles as chandeliers hung from every room. Servants scuttled to and fro serving various foods and drinks. Sol led Sarah into the main room where Swain stood awaiting. "Ah, young Sol. I see that you successfully put on your uniform," he smirked. "Welcome to Noxus," he said as he walked away. Sol bowed to his leader as he turned to Sarah, who was prodding his arm. "Wait, you're Noxian?" She questioned. "I thought you and Syndra are Ionian."
Sol slightly grimaced at the mention of his sister's name. "Well I joined Noxus," he said shortly, turning away. "That's...it," he softly finished.
Sarah sighed. Her 'female intuition' said that something bad had happened-and he needed to let it out.
She gently grasped his hand and pulled him from the fine leather seat. Leading him to a balcony, she stood beside Sol, overlooking the grand sight below. "Beautiful, isn't it?" Sol softly said as he sighed deeply.
She reached for his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "What's wrong, Sol," she gently said in a soothing tone. Sol bit his lip as his eyes watered. "I-I don't have a sister anymore," he choked, his voice breaking.
"Wh-what do you mean?" Sarah softly replied as she saw his crying face. She pulled him into a gentle embrace as Sol stood silent in her arms. Not a single word came from him; quiet hiccups were heard as he felt tears streaming down his face.
"S-syndra isn't my sister," he said. "She killed everyone I knew. She burned our-my home, she killed our family, she destroyed our culture, everything!" he finished loudly, tears streaming down his face. "I hate her!" He cried as Sarah tightened her grip. "I hate her so fuckin' much!"
Sol quieted after a while. "But why do I feel so bad?" he softly questioned as he clung to Sarah. "Why do I feel bad, not her?"
Sarah felt her eyes water at Sol's emotional turmoil. "Syn-Syndra feels terrible," she began. "She misses you and she just wants her little brother back." Her voice cracked as she quietly wept with Sol.
The pair stood until the silence hung from the air. Sol removed himself from her hug and gently grasped the woman's hand.
"Sarah?" he quietly said, breaking the silence.
"Yes?" She replied as she gazed into his hypnotic eyes. Sol smiled weakly at the beautiful lady next to him. He slowly leaned in as his lips met hers.
It was a simple kiss-no tongue action, no attacking each other's mouths- just a simple kiss. Sol stayed there, feeling her warm, full lips against his. Sol closed his eyes, slowly pulling away. He felt her warm breath against his face as he pushed a stray hair away from her face.
The pair clung for a moment, gazing into each other's faces. Sol felt heat rise to his face, as did Sarah.
"Thank you," he said quietly, a rare genuine smile on his face. "Truly, thank you."
She gently laughed. "Any time, Sol," she said smiling happily.
The pair walked back into the main room as Swain stood up. Clearing his throat, he called for attention as everyone turned to him. Sol nodded to Sarah as he separated from her, moving closer to his new leader.
"Welcome, all, to the annual meeting. I have a grand announcement to make," he made a small gesture to Sol. "I present to you Colonel Sol, a highly distinguished man who recently had joined Noxus. He is incredibly powerful and has my respect and I would like to formally welcome him into Noxus!"
The audience applauded as Sol stood next to Swain. "Hello, my fellow brothers and sisters of Noxus. I shall serve the mother land until the final breathe I take! Hail Noxus!" he said triumphantly as the audience applauded even louder.
Swain smiled and patted Sol on the back. "Good job," he chuckled. Sol nodded and walked away as the festivities continued. He made it back to the amused Sarah Fortune, who smiled as he neared. "Nice speech, Sol," she laughed melodiously as Sol blushed. "Thanks, Sarah."
Music began to play as a small quartet began to play a jazzy dance beat.
Sarah laughed, slowly tapping her foot. She reached out to Sol. "Would you like to dance?" she questioned as Sol bit his lip. "I don't know how to," he said as Sarah laughed louder. She pulled him into her as she grasped his hands. She placed one on her body and held the other. "Just follow my lead!" she happily stated as Sol tried his best to not step on her feet.
And so the night was wiled away, dancing and laughing.
Early morning, the next day
Sol woke up next to the sleeping form of Sarah Fortune. She mumbled incoherently as she curled herself more against his body. Sol smiled and blushed, feeling her ample chest push against his body. 'Morning wood sucks major-' he felt a small pang of agony as Tyal viciously attacked him. 'Fuck you too.'
Sol lay there for a while, perfectly content to have nothing but a blanket draped on him and Sarah in panties and a bra coiled onto him.
'This is going to be a loooong morning,' he sighed. Looking down at Sarah's cleavage, he added,'not that I'm complaining.'
Sarah eventually woke up, head shooting up at the sight of another person. "Huh, S-Sol?" she whispered in a tired voice. She looked down at herself, taking note of her clothes. Seeing Sol's blushing face, she leaned in, giggling. "D'you like what you see?" She whispered in an alluring voice as Sol nodded. "Yes I do," he replied.
She giggled at his reply. Suddenly, however, she sobered instantly. "Hey, Sol. Shouldn't you go talk with your sister," she softly stated as Sol winced.
He felt arms wrap around him as he stroked her luscious hair. "Y-yeah..." he said. "But I like it here, with you. My sister can wait for maybe an hour," he calmly stated as he playfully poked Sarah on the cheek. He slowly leaned in once more as the pair kissed deeply once more. Sol pressed his body against hers as he placed a hand on her back. Sarah's arms wrapped around his neck as Sol deepened the kiss, gently pushing his tongue into her mouth. She softly gasped as she felt a warm appendage search her mouth. Sol placed a hand on her breast as he fondled the large globes with fervor. She moaned into his face as Sol gazed into her eyes lovingly. "Sarah," he gently whispered.
"Yes, Sol," she moaned back as his strong hands kneaded her chest. "Wait, before you say anything I need to let you know that," she paused. "I've been in love with you," she nervously said.
Sol froze. Sarah felt a strike of fear burn through her heart.
"I'm in love with you too," he whispered gently back as Sarah felt her heart fill with pure joy.
She pushed him down to the bed and straddled him. She attacked his mouth with hers, lips parting and opening to allow each other to enter. Sol stroked her back as she stroked his hair. The couple stayed like this, fiercely kissing each other.
Sol eventually paused. "Sarah, I'm going to go talk with my sister," he said as he got out of bed. "Is it okay for me to use your shower?" He asked.
She nodded, a twinkle lighting in her eye. "Thanks, Sarah," he said as he walked off. Sol entered the large bathroom and took off his boxers. As the steam began to fill, Sol hummed out a tune to himself, as the doors quietly opened. "Sing us the song of the centurryyy, it's louder than bombs in eternity, the era of static and contraband. Leading us into the promised land. Tell us a story that's by candle light. Waging a war but not winning the fight! And so sing us the song of the century. Seems like American Eulogy, tell us a story into that good night, sing us a song, for me!" He sang in a crystal clean voice as he hugged himself.
Sarah smiled to herself, amazed by his voice. Sol did not hear the door slide open as the naked Fortune slipped in behind him. She pressed her breast against his back as she whispered to him,"can I join you?"
Sol blushed. "Uhhhh, you didn't hear any of that, right?"
She nodded. "Fuck," he swore.
She giggled and took his hand. "So can I?" Sol nodded as she smiled, happy. Sol attempted to not look at her exposed breasts, but couldn't help but stare at the large globes of men's hopes and dreams. "Wow," he muttered softly as Sarah washed herself.
She laughed. "You perv!" She playfully threw water at him. Sol grinned as he shook his hair violently, spreading water all over the place and pelting Sarah with a heavy rain of shampoo water. Sol stopped, dizzied as he slipped on some soapy water. He reached for the closest thing, which turned out to be Sarah. Sarah was pushed into the wall, Sol right in front of her. A hand was on her left breast. "You're so beautiful," he stated as he gazed into her eyes. He slowly lifted his hand and gently grasped her face as he kissed her, then disappeared. She looked around, trying to find him.
Sol laughed. "I'm right here!" he exclaimed from outside the shower. "Sorry to tease you, but I need to talk with my sis."
He paused. "Love you," he quietly said, blushing as he left through the door.
Sarah was paralyzed until she had fully realized what had happened. "I love you too...so much," she softly said into the empty space. She cupped her face and sighed deeply.
God damn it, Sol. You heart stealer.
Sol appeared right next to Syndra's door.
He knocked once, hesitantly.
There was silence. He knocked again.
"Who is it," a voice croaked out.
"Syn, it's-it's me," he began. "I came back to say I'm sorr-"
The door flung open as Syndra dove onto Sol. "My baby brother!" She cried fiercely, a torrent of tears streaming from her face. "I'M SO SORRY!" She howled as Sol could only comfort her. "I'M THE WORST SISTER EVER! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!" she cried out as she buried her face in his shoulder.
Sol looked past her into her apartment. The place was an absolute mess. There were empty tissue boxes everywhere, the tissues themselves strung across the place. In the center of the main room sat a small cushion and a picture of Sol as a child, Syndra holding him.
Sol patted her back as she cried into his clothes. "Syn, it's okay," he said."I forgive you," he finished.
She looked at him with her purple eyes. "You'll-you'll forgive me," she whispered in aw. "Lil' bro I love you so much," she cried harder as Sol sighed. He felt tears well up. "Sis I love you too," he whispered as he hugged his elder sister.
The neighbors of the hall opened their doors to see what had happened. Everyone had known of what had happened a few days ago, and were glad for the siblings. Janna sighed, happy that Sol found peace. Diana laughed, grinning to see Sol crying.
And Sol and Syndra spent their day talking about he past, just like brothers and sisters do.
That's a wrap folks. Sorry for not as much comedy and more feels.
I'm not good at comedy. Oh well. Favorite, follow and review like always.
Thanks everyone.
-sol
