Good morning/afternoon/evening everyone! I'm back and a whole year older. Yay for me!

I would like to thank everyone who wished me a happy birthday in a review, which means thank you Shinigami, Mariel, Emalilyy Aand Lucyy, and Natalie2202. Thanks much guys!

Anyways, Viktor/Harry won the happy majority obviously in my last poll, so a new poll has been placed up and some people have already voted. If you know anything about Naruto, go check it out.

Well, here is the latest Lucius/Harry drabble, just for you guys.

Enjoy.

It had come as a surprise if he was willing to tell the truth. The truth was not often spoken from him though, so he would often exclaim of the predictability of his lover's actions. How he could see the flickering emotions from miles away, whether those emotions were shining from behind emerald eyes or emanating from the actions bestowed upon him from his love. It was obvious, Lucius would say later on, how a simple crush had evolved into the mind-spinning, heart-clenching love it now was.

For awhile the women would swoon and the men would congratulate him on ensnaring the heart of the world's undisputed most desirable bachelor. The romance and near-tragedy of their relationship, played up to its fullest by none other then himself, captured the hearts of romantics everywhere.

"If these two lovers could find each other, then what is stopping us from finding our true love?" they would exclaim, twittering and gossiping and envying themselves a green almost comparable to Harry's eyes. "They have faced obstacles and torment to express their love! What could be more wonderful?"

Perhaps their mouths sewn shut.

They just didn't see how their words affected Harry. They chose not to see. And for awhile he was just as blind. Couldn't see the way how Harry's eyes dimmed daily, how his movements became dull and rigid. Routine; lacking the usual passion and life that was infused in his soul and was purely Harry. How he became the perfect husband for the most perfect relationship in the whole damn perfect world. Just like how they were thought to be. Just like how he had made their relationship out to be. Just like how he thought he needed to be in order to not disappoint him.

It had taken the near death, metaphorical at least, of the one he loved to bring Lucius back to reality. The world wasn't perfect, their relationship was beyond failure, and Harry was quickly becoming little more then a mockery of a human being. Where once warmth was, there was was now frigid ice. Where once was a sharp wit, there was now manners, rules, and etiquette. Where once was a lyrical voice that could both soothe and arouse him, there was now a dull, monotonous tone. Where once Harry Potter was, was now just Mr. Malfoy, the perfect trophy husband.

It still horrified him how blind he had been.

It had taken Harry awhile to recover from his near death. In fact, he was still recovering. Many times Lucius had not woken up to see the green eyes adorned with love that he had come to cherish, but the sight of Mr. Malfoy dressing, doing his hair, putting on his masks to show the world just how perfectly perfect everything was.

Falling further and further away from him.

Lucius kissed him good morning regardless. Some days he kissed pink, pliant, slightly-chapped lips; other days he kissed crimson, stiff, painted ones. A few days he can almost imagine that he hears cries of help coming from those lips. Quite a few days he doesn't have to imagine thinly-veiled words laced with hatred echoing forth from Harry's cold, cruel mouth.

He still kisses those lips. He still tells of their relationship with a pride that has now been replaced with fear. He still loves Harry with all of his heart.

Maybe one of these days the real Harry will kiss back.

Aww, angst. Can I ever make a happy drabble for this pairing? I'll have to try...

Anyways, would anyone mind if I put the drabbles that were requested into this story? I would mark each chapter as the requested drabble, or interlude, but it would just be incredibly easier for me and the reader, I believe. Anyone want to give me their opinions on the subject?

In any case, reviews are always welcome, but just reading my story is wonderful enough for me. So read! Review! Enjoy!

Love much,

Ariaeris