(A quick author's note. I know this story is rated T, but this next chapter is what I should say as the chapter/episode that you don't need to watch if your too young. This chapter is rated M! Ill give you a summary of what happens through the M scenes here, and I'll leave a mark or something where the T scenes return. Again, you have been warn, most of this chapter is rated M.)

The first place I found myself was this more than fancy restaurant. As much as I wanted to question where I was exactly and what was going on, something in me was more worried about how much I was going to spend here. It only took another few seconds to notice Zula sitting across from me. Her usual purple tinted blush was across her face as she looked around, pretending to not be what seemed to come off as nervous. She picked up her wine glass and took a sip and smiled to me.

"I'm so glad my aunt made my uncle pay for this date...it was...more than sweet, especially from him.." Zula spoke softly as I finally let go of my breath. All expenses paid dinner? Hell yeah I'm into this already. I picked up the menu and looked in it, ignoring the prices on the menu. Zula took hers as well and almost at the same time we put both of our menu's down after having decided. From there we had to just wait for a waiter. I looked at Zula, she adjusted her nice purple and gold dress, that almost matched her shader she already wears. Her hair was down which was less than normal, but something about it made her….pretty, to say the least.

"Thank you for going along with the plans and coming to this..well date...it means so much to me Drake…" She spoke softly. I couldn't help but nod.

"There's nothing to worry about, I mean I enjoy being with you." That's all I could really say since the only thing on my mind was free food. Free expensive food at that. Her blush deepened, and I could feel mine form as well. We sat there silently until the food came, which was odd since we never actually ordered. But it looks like we both craved lobster, which was also odd in its own way. I shrugged it off and dug in, only to hear Zula squeak and jump.

I looked up to see Zula's face completely purple. Tears in her eyes and her hands over her mouth. I looked around seeing everyone looking at us in awe or admiration. Possibly both. I poked at her plate and felt myself go pale. On the lobster's claw was none other than an engagement ring. I was speechless, was this planted?

"D-Drake! I-I didn't...first you save up for this place and then you propose?!" She cried out happily. I mind went racing, I could've sworn seconds ago Ulderon was paying for the meal and everything. I felt like this...this thing, was completely turned in the opposite direction. I saw Zula jump towards me.

"Yes! I will marry you!" I got paler as I saw her lean to kiss me suddenly, and I closed my eyes. But the kiss never came. Instead, the sounds of the ocean came, and I couldn't help but open my eyes then.

I looked out to see the sun setting on the horizon of the ocean. I smiled and breathed out in relief, until I noticed someone was holding my hand. That person being none other than Raylin. I gazed at her as the sunset started to match her tan skin tone, she wore a blue and light purple sundress, much like her shader. I couldn't help but smile at her blush, unlike Zula's nervous blush, Raylin was always the one who blushed when she felt shy. It gave off a more relaxing tone.

"W-why d-did you stop walking Drake?" She asked shyly. I couldn't answer but instead I tightened my grip on her hand slightly and began walking. She was dragged by me for a second before matching my pace and walking right along me. The ocean waves slowly came in, as slowly as they went back out. Each time the waves came in, they got closer to us. I chuckled when I finally noticed I was wearing flip flops. I looked to Raylin, but her dress was too long to tell. I looked to her face, only to see her jump and turn redder and look away from me. I stopped us in our track and squeezed her hand gently.

"What's wrong? Is something bothering you?" I asked her, she looked at me shyly, seeming to be thinking of an excuse or something to say.

"Y-yes, I-it's just….the ocean waves...t-they're getting closer…" She finally thought of an excuse, but at that exact time that's when the ocean's current, came in, practically crashing onto our feet. Raylin squealed from the coldness and the fact her dress was getting soaked at the bottom. My first and only reaction was to lift her up, bridal style of course. Her face only got redder there. I chuckled a bit at how...cute her face was when this red. I put her down after a minute and she looked down. I noticed her fist clench a bit before she spoke.

"S-so...I want to tell you something Drake..I-I had to drag you here..because I was afraid of Zula hearing us...or Myata...I-I just want this b-between us...for now anyways…" I noticed the sudden amount of bravery in her voice. It made me a bit nervous. None the less I took her hand and

nodded.

"I'm here for you Raylin...I promise.." I smiled softly, before she nodded and stood silent for a few seconds.

"Drake...you're the only man I've ever been with...in a...sexual type of way.." I felt myself get pale at that.

"And after that party...well...I took a test..and.." She stopped. I noticed I wasn't breathing, but held my breath anyways. Right then, she looked me in the eyes.

"I'm pregnant Drake.." And after that, I blacked out.

I woke up, but everything was blurry, I felt like I was in a daze. All I could hear was...

"Drake...Drake.. Drake are you ok?" The voice...sounded a bit familiar, but in a more mature way...I looked around, I'm in my room. I can't make out the things inside of it. The world around me is too blurry. I grab my chest, it was heaving, my heart was beating fast, slowly slowing down. I'm shirtless. I suddenly feel a weight on me, it leans forward and lays on my chest. It's feels bare, naked, but soft. I see the color of skin and whitish hair. I can't tell anything else though. I tried to sit up, but I'm too weak.

"Stay down, you passed out after all of that...you don't really know how to handle this well? Do you?.." The voice speaks again. Oh god, did I do..? But with who?... I quickly passed out again before I could answer any of those questions.

(Rated T onward)

The next time I opened my eyes was in a setting that I'd find more relaxing...well at least for a moment until I was blocking a beam of light with my arms. I was back in my armor once again, standing against the power. Hearing a small breath behind me, I turned to see my friends behind me, exhausted and beaten. I could feel anger, some that was already there, but more being added to it as I turned back to the beam. I began to walk forward, pushing it back as I got closer.

"If I can handle this….I can handle anything life throws at me! No matter the cost, I will show the darkness the power of the light!" I yell towards the beam as my walk became a sprint….then suddenly, I was out once again.

"It's strange, really." I heard a different voice ring out in my ears. I opened my eyes to a strange place, a planet looking place….one of machines. I looked ahead of me to a stone altar...and at the altar was a single titan...of black and orange armor...and a mark on his side with a symbol I couldn't understand. I blinked a few times to see if it was possible that this was a dream as well, but the Titan simply walked in front of the altar.

"Damn...Kabr owes me money." He says with a small chuckle. The thought of why everyone bets was beyond me. But I tilted my head at the man.

"Kabr? You knew him?" I ask him with curiosity.

"Knew him? He was like a brother to me...I don't know which of us was the more annoying though...anyway, I'm surprised I'm able to actually talk to you." He said in a cheerful mood. I was only getting more confused.

"Wait...surprised to talk to me?" I ask, a bit worried now. He nodded and slowly removed his helmet, revealing a tan human, brown hair, and a scar across his face that was colored to look like a tattoo.

"Well, Kabr always talked high and mighty about his daughter...and you as well, Drake." He said with a small chuckle. I smiled slightly and nodded, I remember Kabr telling me this himself. "He did suspect you'd have troubles though…" He said with a grin.

"Troubles, what do you mean?" I ask confused once again. He only chuckles to himself before answering.

"He would be worried about your fighting style, or if you could handle the pressure...but it's obvious that you can handle that. But what I thought you'd have trouble with is the only thing that you seem to fail at." He finishes with a small laugh. I was quickly about to question him, but he grinned widely at me, not ominously, but the way an uncle would. "...Women." And as if on cue, after he said that one word, he began laughing once again.

"I don't even know you…" I say with a sigh. He quickly recovers from his laughter before looking at me once again.

"Well, since it's the only thing….then I'll give you some advice. Girls….they are a mystery, yet with some girls, that's a good thing." He says as if talking from experience. "You won't necessarily need to solve them...you just need to understand the mystery that you want. It's what guardians do right?...go above and beyond to solve the mysteries we ponder on? But not all mysteries need to be solved…."

"W-what are you saying exactly?" I ask, slightly confused, he only smiled and nodded slightly.

"I guess I'm trying to say is that you need to get to know the girls that you can choose from...and when you're ready, choose the one you find to match you, or that you want to stick with. Don't think too fast or too far about it….like everything else in your life….worry about the day...or the moment...and go from there." He says before standing back up to walk up to the altar. I think I could see what he was saying now, I quickly looked up to say thanks...but he quickly interrupted me.

"Now, I'll see you in the near future….." He said softly. I then interjected quickly.

"Who are you? Can you please tell me your name?" I ask nervously. He looked back at me over his shoulder, giving me a grin.

"My name is hidden….but my code name is Omega...so I'm Omega." He says before snapping his fingers. The next thing I know, I sat up in my bed with a cold sweat, and many questions….and a sticky note on my door. The current question is this…..who uses sticky notes anymore?!