Hey guys! I got some more reviews today, and I'm quite delighted that some of you have actually gotten into the Elements and Prophecies fan fiction! Here are my replies:

joanne1221: I am so thankful for your kind words! Honest! I do agree with you in some parts, but the games I cannot resist to play them. However, I don't veer to the Sony or Microsoft console games. I stick with good ol' Nintendo. I'll take your advice to heart, as well. Thank you!

DatLittleStar: I appreciate that you like my story! It took me a while to make, especially with my busyness and school. (Chp 16) I do, too. That's why... Well you'll see as the story progresses, *smiley face*. (Chp 17) I don't know, I'm pretty sure Vio would win that competition if I was judging it. Still love Shadow, though. (Chp 19) "Logic Lovers" is probably the best name ever for them. They may not like it, but I know as an author I do! I may use that little nickname, if you don't mind, of course.

Now that that's out of the way, Let's begin the chapter!

TAKE NOTE: Half of the chapter is a flashback, that's why it is in italics. If you didn't know that, then you haven't read my other chapters and I say you should read them.

Chapter 25: The History of Love (Part 1)

'Trumpets. Everywhere.

Flutes, choirs, and dancers.

What is this? Is this a festival?'

The thoughts ran through a certain young girl's head, as she looked upon a group of performers on the street. Confused, she ran out of the lavender room she was cooped up in most of her life, just to see the outside and find out what was going on.

Since, of course, that was what she always had done since she knew how to walk and speak.

Running down the stairwell, she sees a tall man. "Father, may I ask you a question?" She asks the man.

"Of course, Amethyst. What is it you want to ask?" The man replies.

"Well, I was wondering what was going on outside of the castle..." Amethyst tells him. "Do you know what is happening?"

"Yes, my dear." The man answers. "It is the festival of Air, otherwise known as the choosing of your partner, whom you will forever know as your lover."

The girl, as usual, says nothing. Instead, she nods to her father and walks away. The father, obviously confused, raises a brow. However, he does nothing to converse with his daughter.

'Soon,' the man thinks to himself, 'This pathetic country will be mine. She just needs to be rid of, one way or another.' He then walks away, into a hallway, leaving the child alone with her thoughts.

'No. This can't be happening! I'm supposed to choose at age 18! I'm only 6!' Amethyst thinks, her emotions and logic forming one as she runs outside of the castle grounds, up a hill, and into a clearing. 'There is no way I can choose! I've never been outside of the castle unless it was...'

Her thoughts stop. She ceases to run, stopping her feet gently. She looks up, and into a gargantuan tree, filled with moss and perfectly green leaves that cease to fall in the winter. "The Tree of Wisdom..." She says aloud, finishing her thoughts.

She kneels before it, folding her hands together gently, not wanting to wake the spirit that dwells within. "O Tree of Wisdom, tell me my answer..." She begins, "Tell me whom I must choose as my partner..." She finishes, closing her lavender colored eyes and begging that the tree had an answer for her.

Silence.

This wasn't normal. Normally, she'd get a sign almost instantly. However, nothing happened. She got up, worried, and looked around the tree.

There it was.

A boy slept on the other side of the tree, holding onto a book, keeping it close to his chest. His hair was a honey blonde, the clothes he wore were all a perfect violet, and the book he carried was a leather covered history book. Amethyst slowly walked up to the boy, not wanting to wake him from his seemingly peaceful slumber.

However, it didn't matter whether she approached him slowly or not.

The boy began to stir, and Amethyst ceased walking. She held her breath, not wanting to give away any note of her presence. The boy's eyes slowly fluttered open, revealing a prefect, darker lavender iris. He yawned, startling Amethyst. She jumped and began to walk away, but a calm voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Hello?"

She looked behind her, to where she thought the voice came from. The boy was sitting up, back leaning on the tree itself. He looked at her, expecting her to say something.

"...Hello." She greeted, somewhat nervous. She had never talked to a boy other than the knights or her father.

The boy stood up, trying to figure out who she was. However, as soon as he gathered his thoughts, his eyes widened and he bowed almost instantly. "Princess Amethyst, I didn't know this is where you go when you're not in the castle! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"No, no. It's fine. It isn't my tree." She cut him off, her hand raised as a sign for him to stand. "After all, I needed to get away from the castle... The festival of choosing is already going to commence."

"The 'Festival of Choosing'? What is that?" The boy asked, curious of what the girl was talking about. She sighed, and looked straight at him, her lavender eyes showing little to no emotion.

"I have to choose my partner whom I have to be married to when I'm ready." Amethyst answered. The boy's eyes went wide, since the girl looked too young to be deciding such a thing that focuses the intensity of her future.

"That's not right!"

Amethyst's eyes go wide, surprised at the boy's sudden outburst. "What?" She asks.

"It isn't! You shouldn't be deciding such a thing. That should be for when you're old enough to decide!" The boy continued, explaining why he thought that the princess shouldn't go through such hardships.

"My father says I'm choosing, but I know he probably won't approve it." Amethyst states, flopping down on the trees gargantuan roots and leaning back on the tree trunk. "But I want to choose."

"Why?" The boy asks, becoming confused at the girl's logic.

"Because..." Amethyst explains, "If I choose, I can meet the person and talk to them. I have the ability to read minds easily, but those who shut me out or do not meet my standards cannot be my partner. Simple as that." She notices what she said, and turns to the boy, reassuring him, "Don't worry. I can't read your mind. You're blocking me."

"How?" The boy asks. "How am I blocking you?"

"I don't know yet, but when I find out I can change my partner in secret." Amethyst answers, closing her lavender eyes and laying on the tree's gargantuan but comfortable roots.

They remain silent, looking into the blue sky, rid of clouds, and only the sun rises. The tree covers up the harsh rays of the sun above the two children. The breeze carries puffs of clouds which the people fly over above the children as they watch them glisten with beauty.

"I believe I haven't told you my name yet... Have I?" The boy asks, wondering if he had already introduced himself, not wanting to be rude.

"No, I don't believe you have." Amethyst answers, trying to remember the last few moments of their conversation.

"Well, I'll tell you. I'm Vio, short for Violet. My actual name is Vio, but some people make fun of my name and call me Violet instead." The boy, who states his name as Vio, introduces himself. He raises a hand to the princess, whom in return shakes it.

"I, personally, love the name Vio. It has... a nice ring to it." Amethyst says, smiling warmly. "I'd like to get to know you better."

"Me, too." Vio responds, laying next to the princess as they doze off, not caring if the festival will start and they would be missing the princess herself. Not caring whether the King would be angry or worried. All they cared about was that they had someone to talk to.

And that was all that mattered.

Present Day

Victoria looked up into the sky, watching the purple and orange of the dawn approach, turning into a beautiful, cloudless blue. 'I wonder how I can remember such an old memory...' She thought to herself as her hand graced Vio's. She smiled, squeezing his hand gently in her own. 'I wonder if the others can remember their oldest memories, too.'

Victoria, yawning, stretched her free arm as she watched the sun finally reach over the mountains in front of her. She smiled, "I bet they do." She said to herself, softly and quietly. She didn't want to wake her sleeping lover yet. She already had plans on how to do so, in the best way possible.

She then crawled to the other side of the tree, peering over to see how her friends and their lovers were doing. She smiled as she saw Green and Grace still in the same position as last night; arms just barely touching, heads turned the opposite way, smiling peacefully. She then looked over to Blue and Brittany; Brittany's head was under Blue's, his hand on the back of her head, keeping her close to him. She chuckled slightly, but as she looked onto the two in red, she smiled bigger than she had. Ever. Red and Rosie had their hands entwined, faces close, and huge smiles on their faces. In short, everyone looked like high school lovers. Of course, she and her lover probably did as well.

'How adorable. But, where are Samantha and Shadow?' She thought. Looking around, she still couldn't find the two shadow teens anywhere. Giving up and assuming the two had hidden somewhere far from the fire, she crawled back to where her lover was. She then gently aid herself next to him, trying not to wake up the sleeping boy.

"Morning." She heard, her lavender eyes looking towards the one next to her. He was smirking, eyes still closed.

"Morning, Vio." She said softly, giving the violet boy a small peck on his cheek. This made him go pink in the face, but he returned the peck and fell back to sleep. Smiling, she buried her head in his chest once more. Then, grabbing the boy's cap, she put it on her own head, giggling. He smiled, then placed a hand on her hair, petting it softly.

"I love you." She said again, before taking a small nap with her lover. The two violet duo proceeded to sleep, having dreams of the best moments of their past.

Aww. Isn't that cute? Turns out Vio and Victoria knew each other WAY before any of this happened! But what about the others? Find out in the next part!

I just wanna say thanks to those people who reviewed. I'm so happy that you guys enjoyed my fan fiction and that you reviewed it in such a positive way. Honestly speaking, I thought I was going to get lots of hate for using a ton of OC ness. Apparently not!

Thanks again, and feel free to review! Whether you hate it, like it, or love it, you can review if you so please! Ta ta until the next part! (May be written on the same day if you guys are lucky!)

~V-fanfics