Arthur knew he was dreaming when he walked down the cottage steps to find no one greeting him. Not one of his guardians was there and they never were in his dreams. He left the little cottage and went deeper into the woods, to a place where he would always go, because he promised someone that he would come back.

He entered the clearing, the fresh air and numerous flowers greeted him as he sat down quietly, admiring the light that reflected off the petals. Slowly, fairies arose from the very petals that surrounded him and spoke in small voices and floated around his head. He smiled in greeting and admired their beautiful wings. They settled down around him and enjoyed their early morning rise. Arthur always noticed that the fairies from his awake conscious were always different than the fairies in his dreams.

These fairies were a bit bigger and always left a sparkling trail as if to make you want to follow them. He was always careful not to do so, because then he wouldn't be able to see who he was really waiting for.

Everything always felt different when he was in this clearing; as if it were not real but a hazy dream and this time it was true.

He smiled lightly fingering the tiny blossoms and lowered his head to catch its scent. An overwhelming aroma of lavender took him by surprise, but he didn't show it because at that moment a figure stepped into his sight.

The newcomer was tall and had the same blonde hair as him, but was more golden and his one strand of hair that stood up shined in the light. His blue eyes sparkled as he gave a lopsided grin. He took a seat opposite of Arthur and looked down at the small bloom he was holding.

And just like that he was there. Arthur always knew that he would come and that if he went anywhere else in his dreams he wouldn't see him, yet he was always nervous when he did come. It was as if it was always their first meeting. Like they knew about each other forever, but they had never actually seen each other. "I thought roses were your favorite flowers." The newcomer stated as he laid back against a nearby tree.

"It is, but I think lavender has a wonderful smell. Looks are not always the best thing to judge in a flower. Roses come in many different colors, but lavender is always the same, and its scent is what makes it popular." He replied not taking his eyes off the bloom. He could sense the others eyes on him, but ignored it. Slowly as if magnets lay under their skin, they seemed to drift, almost float, towards each other until their knees barely touched.

No words were spoken as they both sat there, the only sound coming from the wind. As if a spell had been broken though, the other spoke, a smile still on his lips.

"It's as if the Earth wants to entertain us. Can you hear it?" he asked with shining eyes. Arthur was confused as to what he meant and was going to reply in the most eloquent way possible by insulting him for being half crazy when the other covered his mouth before he could speak. With a silent finger on his mouth his companion looked up in wonder.

The wind was moving slowly through the trees making them sway and whisper in content, while it also rippled across the nearby water making steady laps come onto the shore. The hand on Arthur's mouth pulled away and instead grabbed his hand to pull him up.

"Let's dance." The other said, in more of a suggestion than a question. Without thinking Arthur nodded and followed him to a nice spot below the trees. He placed one hand in his companions and the other on his shoulder and almost jumped in surprise when he felt a hand on his hip. He looked up to the same lopsided grin and couldn't help but smile himself. They went slowly at first, getting used to the others posture and stance, but as if they were made to fit together they quickly got faster and soon they were spinning and dipping with grace.

The sun dipped below the trees and like the wind settling so did their dance. They now moved in a slow circle, the only movements in their upper body when Arthur placed his head on the others shoulder. He sighed in content and they continued like that until the sky grew dark and the fireflies came out.

Arthur knew he had to go and pulled away to say it, but when he looked up he locked eyes with his dancing partner and they both seemed to freeze. He didn't know what to say, but he knew what was coming next. Slowly their heads seemed to gravitate towards each other and Arthur closed his eyes. He could feel warm breath on his lips, but they never reached their destination.

It was as if Arthur went through a tunnel. The sudden realization of what was happening came forth to him. He didn't feel arms around him anymore, or soft cotton under his fingertips. He didn't feel a cold breezed on his arms or a warm breath on his face. Instead he felt itchy wool against his legs and bright sunlight trying to peep through his eyelids. With reluctance he opened them to find himself in his room, just another dream ruined by dawn.

I know what your thinking-WHY DID YOU WAIT SO LONG TO UPDATE THIS...well lets go through my list of excuses

1) Laziness

2) Laziness

3) No Inspiration

4) School

5) Laziness

Pretty long list...well since i already finished the story i don't think it is a very big deal. BUT I AM SORRY THAT I DIDN'T GET YOU THIS SOONER! This is the chapter i promised back when i missed my last deadline...so here you go! I understand its WAY shorter than the other ones but i thought it was cute and i like how it ended..

Be on the look out for my next fanfic. I hope to post the first chapter before christmas but at the rate its going now i don't know if i will be able to. It won't be USUK but it will go in the same category as my Disney Dub story so stay cool! I'm out.

~Maple