Two weeks later

Two weeks later

The Truth ( I fell in love with you)

AN : for those of you who don't know how to speak french the translation is 'Je suis tombee amourex de toi'. Just a little french lesson i've been meaning to give out.

The full moon shone brightly in the darkness making the ice shimmer like the stars in the sky. Lean had found herself yet again walking in the strange country just to find Zatch. He sat on a bench that was formed by frozen water. He looked up into the stary sky by himself. Lean sat beside him on the cold bench and moved close to him. It took him a moment to notice someone was there. As he saw Lean a smile filled his face. His yellow eyes sparkled in the moon's light. His vage shadow gave him a mysterious look.

"Lean, what are you doing here?" He asked. Lean smiled but didn't answer the question. She shrugged and rested her head on his sturdy shoulder. Zatch was a strong person, one of the strongest people she had ever seen; even though he didn't look it or have as much muscles as others he was still strong. She knew she was outside to find him. She never wanted to talk anymore but just listen to his voice.

"What are you doing?" She asked as she nestled him. She crept closer to him as her emotions took over again; she didn't know how to fight them but knew how to follow them. Zatch looked up into the black sky again with a smile on his face.

"I'm looking at the stars," he replied. Lean looked up at the sky. She didn't pay much attention to the stars but one caught her eye in the middle of the darkness. It shone brighter than any other star and stood out a lot. Lean pointed to it.

"What's that star?" she asked hoping he knew the answer. Zatch followed her hand to the star she pointed at. He smiled with a slight chuckle.

"That is Polaris, the northern star," he told her. She put her hand down satisfied with the answer. "It usually guides ships at night…it is a very useful star…I've used that star before to navigate around," Zatch added. Lean moved her head around on his shoulder to try and get comfortable. Her eyes became heavy and every now and the she would nod off. Zatch talking about his ship reminded her of something.

"Didn't you guys get that agreement signed a day or so ago?" She asked trying to keep the conversation going. Zatch nodded. He slide his shoulder down forcing Lean to sit u straight. She looked up at him confused. "What?" she asked.

"I have to tell you something…but you can't tell anyone…not even Dao or Kari…it's a secret," He said in a serious one. Lean looked at him even more confused. He looked at her. His eyes filled with importance. "Do you promise?" he asked.

"Yes," Lean said sincerely. Zatch smiled slightly under his solemn face. He grabbed her hand and made her look him in the face. The same face that still gleamed in the night's light. Lean started to blush but she kept telling herself it was a more serious matter than that.

"I'm a Wing-Fang," Zatch stated gravely. Lean looked at him slightly confused not understanding how that was of importance. "If anyone finds out I am one, many people will try to kill me," he said, his voice grim. "I trust Lean to never tell anyone…but this isn't the point I'm telling you this I need your opinion,"

"My opinion?" She repeated confused. Zatch nodded and pulled her in a bit closer. His voice lowered to a grave whisper.

"In the Wing Guardian Society which the Wing-Fangs are a part of we have certain rules and regulations on just about everything. We are only aloud one child to carry on our names, for example. We are not aloud to marry inside the Winged Guardian Society or marry out of our own nation," he explained. Lean nodded as she took in the information.

"Why are you telling me this?" she asked still slightly confused. Zatch's eyes trailed off for a second than came back to her.

"Hypothetically, what if I loved a Bei-Fong, leaders of the Winged Guardian Society, what do you think I should do?" he asked Lean the question with heavy importance. She pulled her hands away as she thought. She thought long and hard to try and articulate her thoughts perfectly for him. She looked up at his face. It was filled with anxiety. She held his hands again.

"I think you need to ask yourself what you love more; the rules or the person you love," she told him.

"You," he mumbled and moved in to kiss her. His hand rested on the icy bench as he leaned farther into her. Before his lips touched hers, his hand melted through the bench making him hit his head on the ice and fall to the ground. As he fell the bench broke in two. Lean slipped off and landed beside Zatch. His head was bruised. Lean looked at his head slightly concerned but truly she was repeating his words in her head. You, echoed on and on like a warm comforting song. Zatch noticed her looking at his head. "I'm mmmm…" Lean started to kiss him passionately. Zatch was in shock for a second and before he could relax his lips on hers she pulled herself away from him.

"I know," she whispered into his ear. She pulled him in again by his collar and started kissing him again. This time Zatch kissed back.