"Oh." Shyvana merely said, looking over at Jarvan. She snaked past him to get to the shop keeper. Jarvan was befuddled by her sudden mood, noting that she seemed perfectly fine before they started the match. He watched as she looked through some things, lost in thought, maybe about what she should be getting. She reached out and snagged a couple of things, paying for them before turning to go.

"Are you alright?" Jarvan asked, stopping in front of her before she could snake off.

"What? I'm fine." She gave a half grin, pausing. "I need to get back to the jungle, to stay caught up with you." She nodded before dashing off. Jarvan was all but confused. So, she didn't want to talk to him? He'd address that after the match.

Shyvana, however, dashed off the the forest before he saw her tears. When she realized that Quinn was also after Jarvan, she knew, she had no chance. She'd stick to not seeing him as much as she could this match. Or any match. Or ever. When it was over, she could fully concentrate on those thoughts. She began killing some of the creeps in the jungle.

"An ally has been slain!"

"Damnit!" She heard Jarvan say. She looked above the walls. Just over the ridge, Quinn had been the one to fall and Jarvan was being pursued by Rengar, Darius, and Kat. Shyvana growled defensively. She summoned up her power and teleported herself in between the enemies and her teammate.

"Well, well, if it isn't the dragon. Finally here to do something?" Kat mused, tossing a blade in her hand. Her teammates laughed along side her. Shyvana's face was shadowed, so they couldn't see the smirk on her face.

"Actually." She said, looking up. Her eyes lit up like fire before she began running at them. They, too, charge at her, but not for long. She lunged into dragon form, throwing them this way and that, setting them on fire and killing all but Kat, who had just barely gotten away. Shyvana, satisfied, turned to Jarvan, who was panting under the tower.

"Thank you." He grinned. She nodded, hobbling towards him until her form turned back into a human-like one.

"Be more careful." She said, holding her hand out to him.

"Why, when I've got you?" He grinned, taking it. She blushed slightly as he stood. He stared down at her with a smirk. "You're blushing."

"W-what?" She blinked, turning away to feel her cheeks. "I must've just overheated." She said quickly, going towards the jungle. Jarvan quickly caught her hand and turned her to face him. Astonished, she stared up at him.

"We will talk after this match." He said, his King-like glow showing as he looked at her. Her heart skipped a beat, or maybe five; She wasn't counting. She merely nodded. Satisfied with her answer, he pulled his hand away and made to go back. She watched him for a moment before dashing off into the jungle to finish another run of creeps, completely befuddled by what had just happened.

~ Timeskip~

Jarvan wiped at his brow as they were teleported back to the original landing docks. Quinn skipped over to him with a gleam.

"You did very well, Jarvan!" She grinned as Valor perched on her shoulder.

"As did you." he said distractedly. He looked around, trying to find the dragon he once had a deep friendship with. Quinn eyed him.

"Jarvan..?" She said, looking as well. He gave a small hum that he had heard her, but was not quite paying attention. "Jarvan!" She said a little louder. He turned to her.

"Ah, sorry. I'm looking for someone... We have business. You'll have to excuse me. We'll talk later." He smiled before beginning his way through the crowd, leaving behind a disheartened Quinn.

But Jarvan would not find the person he was looking for, because as soon as she had the chance, she dashed away and made her way to the town she'd set up in for the night. She'd already made it to the inn, since she ran. She waved at the inn keeper, signaling she had arrived, before dashing up to her room, key in hand. She slammed the door behind her when she was in, taking a few minutes to catch her breath.

She looked towards the only window in the room. Why had she run away? He simply wanted to talk to her... Most likely about her negligence on their friendship. She winced at the thought before letting herself walk to the bed. She flopped in the comforter with a sigh. She turned to look at the wall she had decorated with posters the night before; They were all of him.

And the nic nacs on the dresser, also were his. He was quite the icon, and she couldn't help but be a little obsessed with him. He saved her, after all. She owed him her life. So she collected some things, here and there, just to remind herself that she was completely in love with him and could do nothing about it.

She pulled herself up with a pillow and snuggled it, clutching her knees close to herself.

A knock on the the door startled her. She looked at the clock. Two hours?! She gasped before hopping up to answer the door. How could she have been like that for two hours? Lost in her thoughts, she opened the door with a 'yes', not particularly paying attention. That is, until...

"You are certainly hard to find." His voice said to her. She looked up at him, completely taken aback.

"Ah... I..." She blinked.

"...May i come in?" He said, taking a step forward. A image of him seeing all of her little replicas of him flashed through her mind. Panicked, she stepped into the hall and closed the door behind her.

"Uh, I was just leaving, actually!" She said, clearing her throat and beginning to walk. He kept his steps in time with hers, following her out of the building.

"Shyvana." He said. She paused in the street, not bothering to turn around. He snagged her arm under his and began pulling her in a direction. "C'mon, walk with me." He mused. Diligently, she let him lead her away from the hustle and bustle to a little more remote area, covered more by greens than by bricks.

"...Jarvan, what are we doing here?" She sighed after a long while of silence. They strolled through the greenery as he smiled.

"I figure, the only way to get you to talk to me is to nearly force you." He chuckled. "And.. It would be nice to not have Quinn breathing down my neck." Shyvana blinked at that as he pointed up. Above them was a whole canopy of trees, almost completely blocking them out from the sky above.

"...She follows you." Shyvana stated more factually.

"She means well." He shrugged. "But i can surely take care of myself." They came to a spot where a rubble bench lay in the middle, surrounded by the vines of what used to be well kept rose bushes, but was now a forest of thorns. Jarvan briefly wondered if a certain vine temptress had anything to do with this before removing his helmet and laying it on the bench. He proceeded to do the same with his armor.

"What are you doing?" Shyvana inquired, peeking to see each piece as it was laid out.

"Getting comfortable." He grinned, turning to her once the majority of his upper armor was off. "It gets extremely hot wearing metal all the time." He shrugged. She grinned. "Now then..."

"Uh..." She took a step back as he approached her, and quickly. He snagged her hand.

"Anna... Tell me what's been bothering you." He said quietly. She could hardly catch her breath. He'd hardly ever called her that, and it'd been an extremely long time since she'd heard it. She gulped. "You've been avoiding me. I can't help but feel like it's my fault, but I don't know what it is I've done." He was almost pleading. He squeezed her hand gently, and she could feel the blush rising to her face.

"Jarvan..." She shook her head. "Please don't misunderstand. I've been avoiding you for your own good... And mine." She said quietly. "It was nothing you've done..."

"Explain it to me, then." He said, demanding. She could tell, he was not pleased with her answer. She winced slightly.

"That's easier said than done."

"Try... Please. Make me understand." His eyes narrowed into something softer. "..Was it Quinn?"

She opened her mouth to protest, but the truth was, Quinn had a certain part in it. She shut her mouth. Jarvan puffed out his chest.

"Did she say something to you, Anna?"

"N-no, not directly." This was all going sour quickly, Shyvana had to do something. Jarvan had begun to pull away, as if he was off to search for Quinn and give a scolding to her. Shyvana grabbed his hand with a shout. "I love you, Jarvan." She said quickly. The silence surrounded them, both equally stunned at her words. It lasted for a while before Jarvan's throat cleared.

"...What?" He said quietly.

"I-I've been avoiding you because... Because of me. Because i didn't want to get in your way... with Quinn." Her words were shaky, and she was scared by the truth coming out of her mouth. She took in a slow breath. "I didn't want to get my hopes up. I know i shouldn't, but I..." She tried to swallow, but her throat was dry. She didn't say anything else, but looked down at their hands together. It was the second time she had ever held his hand. The first, when they were much younger. Even though the situation had been all but wanted, it was still nice.

"...Why didn't you tell me?" He said. He still hadn't moved. His inquiry gave her a small glimmer of hope, however.

"I was scared..." She laughed slightly. "...I still am."

"...Don't be." He said. He straightened himself up before turning to her. "Don't ever be scared to talk to me... I don't care what it's about." She blinked up at him before nodding. "Regarding your statement... About Quinn." he looked away with a sigh. "I think she has an infatuation with me. However..." She thought about it for a minute before looking back to her and taking her hand. "I've never thought about Quinn as more than my comrade."

Shyvana looked down at their hands again. She wasn't sure she was brave enough to look at him, but when he chuckled, curiosity overcame her, so she looked up into his smiling face. "What?"

"I never took you for someone shy." He tilted his head. "I guess the secret is in the name."

"Are you... Teasing me?" She pouted slightly, but it was nice to see the seriousness of the situation was lifting. He laughed, bringing his hand up to her face.

"Tease you? Never..." He mused before lifting her chin. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks for the 3rd time today, gazing up at the man. He stepped in closer to her before pressing his lips against hers.

Her hand rose to his, gripping it as she deepened the kiss. God, how she'd wanted this for a long time. It was so dream like, she was afraid to open her eyes and be back in the inn, still alone and surrounded by her nic nacs. His tongue ran over her lips, and she knew, it wasn't. And she was more than content with knowing that.

"Anna... Let's go back to the inn." He said between kisses. She blushed for the 4th time, taking a step back.

"Uh... The Inn?" She chuckled nervously. "What for?"

"What for, indeed..." He smirked. The blush deepened as he chuckled, collecting his armor. He handed her his helmet. "Think you can handle that? It's important." He mused. She took it with a dumb smile, the pink still brushing her cheeks.

"Yeah, i think so..." She said quietly as they began walking back to the inn. She'd certainly have some explaining to do about the room...