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It had been a long day yesterday. Of course it was fun, Fiona had thoroughly enjoyed her time with Gumball. But it had been awkward. Not just the fact that he had kissed her, and she liked it and kissed back, but it seemed someone had been watching them. She remembered the distant sent of roses and the sound of the leaves crush together and the force of a foot smother them under its foot.

It was odd, but Fiona had decided it really didn't matter. Today was going to be better. She was going to visit Flame Prince. Of course she never visited him without a body of water nearby, it was nice to see someone she really liked.

Fiona wasn't sure. She wasn't sure of much of anything, but now it was, in articular, her feelings. Of course as a woman, you have many feelings. But now was really weird. Prince Gumball had turned her down, then kissed her? Flame Prince loved her, but she could never touch him without getting burt or kiss him without the world being sent to its doom. So, who did she really love? Flame Prince or Gumball? She looked to the sky. Gob, help me! She cried out n her head.

She saw a ever-glowing light in the distance. Flame Prince! The ember sparks, the sweet honey aura, the sent of fire. Yes, her love was near.

Fiona looked around the trees to see Flame Prince admiring the patch on green grass he had managed not to burn. Fiona paused and stayed hidden. What was he doing?

Flame Prince sighed and concentrated. He relaxed and let his tension go free. Being of fire, he was always alert, anxious, hyper, his mood changed like a chicks, he was very..well it was odd. He wasn't evil, he was kinda dangerous. He liked what fiona had said. Passionate. Yeah. He was passionate. This time, though, he was still. He tried thinking soft. He tried lowering his temperature as much as he could. Be cool. He thought to himself. He quietly, slowly, reached down to the patch of grass. His fingers were inches away when the fire began to dance off his fingertips in merry like way. Stationary was his heart. He didn't move a muscle. He held his breath. Then as he felt a cool sensation he reached down for the grass and was a blade off green wonder away when the fire flew off his fingertips and lit the grass below. A cascade of flames burned around him. he swirl of amber and red ate away at the grass until there was nothing but a patch of worn ground.

Ignitus was enraged. He yelled at the heavens and screamed his head off. Flames burt and his fire monster form broke loose. "Flame Prince?" Fiona asked, coming out of hiding. She was scared of him in this form, but wanted desperately to break him out of his anger educed trance.

Flame Prince was caught off guard. "Fiona!" His voice cracked a bit, he hadn't meant it too. Did she see..everything?

"What were you just doing?" She asked. He looked embarrassed. "I was trying to calm my fires so that...so that I can," He let the fingertips of his left hand collide with his right. "Touch you. Hold hands, hug without burning you. Maybe, if I can do it, I can control my elemental matrix. So we can..kiss." Fiona and Flame Prince both blushed at the same time. Was it getting hot in there? Or was it just Flame Prince? Hah..ha..yeah.

But this, this was it. He was really trying. He was doing the best he could so he could be her prince. No confusion, no misunderstandings. She loved him and he loved her. But their love was doomed from the start. They could never touch, ever. She could die or be hurt from his flames. If they kissed it could destroy the entire world.

Fiona couldn't tell, but she was blushing furiously. Her cheeks were as red as Flame Prince. Ignitus blushed as well as he rubbed he back of his head.

Once again chemistry found them. It seemed they were meant to be in ever way except for one flaw, nature itself. Why? Why did it have to be this way? Why to them?

Fiona felt an invisible force gravitate her to the man before her. So close. His forbidden lips, his hot skin, those deep eyes. It was melting her, literally. No, really. He was lie for real HOT!

Fiona wanted to step away but she could not. She wanted to say she loved him but they could not be together, but she could not do this either. It was in this moment everything would be so right and let things go so wrong.

Flame Prince leaned forward, the heat was intense. Fiona was about to kiss him when she leaned away. "We can't." She stepped away. "Why?" He whispered, opening one eye at a time as slow as he could. "You know why." She said exasperated. "It doesn't have to be this way! Nothing happened the last time!" He said, trying to smile. "The world nearly ended and you almost died!" She shouted. Flame Prince looked away. "Yes. I remember. And you nearly gave your life for mine. A debt, a fear, I can never repay. For I am a threat to your every being. I am a threat to your life and I keep it there. For this I am sorry." He said. He walked forward. "I am even more sorry I cannot stay away." He admitted. "I never asked for that." She replied.

Once again the teens found themselves in a position of romance. His body so close to her own. His lips hovering above the invisible boundary. Alone, together, saying exactly the right things. The world wanted them together, but nature did not. It was if Gob and Glob were at war on their behalf. Fiona did no know much about religion, only that Cake was very much a believer. Gob, Glob, and Death were all the same to her. But this, this was different. This was life. In truth she was but a child. A child in love, a child facing adult life choices such as romance, heroic deeds, money, life, religion, relationships, kingdoms and the duty of leadership. It was a lot of pressure for a fourteen year old girl. But she was strong, even if she didn't know how strong, she was strong.

It takes a lot of courage to stand up to your enemies, it takes even more so to stand up to your friends. He was her friend. She had to stand up for everyone, Aaa, him, and even herself. "No. We cannot." She said, backing up. "Don't you love me?" He asked. "I do." She said. "Then please, kiss me. Please don't run away." He begged. "I am sorry." She said. "I can't stay." She said.

Flame Prince looked away. She had betrayed his love. He gave up so much, tried so hard. For what? So this girl could take his heart and twist it till it broke? No. No way in the nightosphere. "So. You've betrayed me?" He asked darkly. "What?" She asked. "Not good enough for you, am I? Just because i'm on fire? Just cause we can't touch? Or is it something else? Someone else? The prince? The pink one, the one of sweet candy? You know he is the one who locked me up. I can never forgive what Gumball took form me. And yet you love him over me!?" Flame Prince's anger was rising. Fiona shook her head. "No, it isn't like that." She cried horsely. "If not him then who? WHO! The vampire? Is it that blood sucking demon? Are you seriously in love with a demon without feelings? Without a heart? He has no soul, and he'd kill you in an instant for a laugh. For food." Flame Prince said bitterly. He's a monster." He spat. "You're wrong!" She screamed. "I am not in love with Marshall. But he is my friend, my best friend. An no one talks about him that way!" She screamed. "He may not be perfect, but he's twice the man you'll ever be!" She snapped and proceeded to storm off. "NO!" He yelled. She couldn't get away. No! He reached out and grabbed her arm.

Oops. Mistake.

Fiona screamed out in pain. A sizzle of burning flesh, tears from a girl's blue eyes. No. he hurt her.

Flame Prince quickly released her arm and she fell to the ground, clutching it. The girl yelled out in pain as Flame Prince stood in shook. Did he really just do that?

"Fiona!" He screamed. He knelt beside her. He reached out for her, to help her. "I didn't mean...I-I-I-i'm so sor-" A familiar voice interrupted them. "Don't you touch her." It said darkly, bitterly. Flame Prince looked up with horrid eyes. "You!"