The Gunner and The Caster

The Institute's Training Area, a place where champions can be seen practicing and honing their skills, mostly whenever they have free time. The said location is usually filled with the noises of the champions that are present within the vicinity.

Right now, there's an exception. Sure, there are still a few quiet sounds like how Katarina's knives are impaling onto her wooden targets, a few soft and low grunts originating from Leona and Diana, who are both sparring against each other and many more champions who kept their training as quiet as they can.

Wondering why they're trying to keep themselves hush-hush?

Well, maybe because the Fae Sorceress had asked them for some peace and quiet. Lulu is totally confident that she is finally capable of correctly casting a spell she's been practicing for months. She even has Vi as her own human guinea pig.

The pinkette stood on a small and low circular platform a meter away from Lulu, and beside the Yordle is the Sheriff of Piltover, who is quite curious in what the outcome of the spell is.

"Hey," Vi called. "What's this spell for anyway?"

"Quiet, Vi." Caitlyn shushed. "You might break Lulu's concentration."

Lulu has her eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed and the grip on her staff is firmer than usual. Bright sparkles began to emit from the tip of the sorceress' staff, indicating a spell is about to be casted.

Just when the process was about to be completed...

BOOM!

Startled, Lulu yelped and ended up shooting an unstable blast of magic towards the Piltover Enforcer. She isn't the only one who was caught off guard by the sudden explosion though.

Katarina ended up throwing her knife somewhere else, the knife bouncing off a metal equipment and ending up on landing a cut on the arm of newly-arrived champion, the Frost Archer. At the side, Leona had landed a strong ad solid hit on Diana's stomach. Diana, who was distracted by the loud explosion, lost her breath and fell on the floor.

While Katarina rushed to Ashe and Leona worried herself over Diana's groaning form, Lulu whipped her gaze to the direction where the explosion had originated.

There, she found Tristana celebrating about how she blew up a bunch of barrels she had lined up earlier. The Yordle Gunner seems to be ecstatic with what she had done, while the other champions around her had their own problems to deal with.

Lulu narrowed her eyes at Tristana before stomping towards the said Yordle, leaving the known duo of Piltover. Behind her, Vi can be seen on the floor, consciousness not at all present. Caitlyn gasped and immediately approached her knocked out partner.

"Tristana!" Lulu shouted, glaring at the called Yordle.

"Oh, hey, Lu!" Tristana leaned on her Boomer Cannon and snapped her fingers at her, winking in addition. "Did you see what I did? Pretty cool, huh?"

"No, it wasn't!" Lulu stomped a foot on the ground. "I was about to perfect one of my spells when you made a ruckus!"

Tristana looked around Lulu and saw the sight of Caitlyn trying to wake up Vi, who hasn't even twitched after being hit by Lulu's magic. The gunner instantly put two and two together, laughing sheepishly when she realized what she had done.

"Hehe... Umm, how can I make it up to you?" She asked, scratching the back of her head with one gloved hand.

When Lulu showed no hint of lifting her glare, Tristana sighed.

"Look, I'm sorry, alright? I didn't mean to break your concentration and all."

Lulu huffed. "Sorry doesn't always cut it, Tristy. Be mindful of your surroundings for once."

"I said I'm sorry, didn't I?"

"What if Vi got hurt? For all we know, Vi might have even lost her memories!"

Behind Lulu, Caitlyn, who had heard the Fae Sorceress' words, wore a horrified expression, becoming more and more determined and frantic in bringing Vi out of her unconscious self.

"You know what, you wouldn't understand." Lulu turned away and left Tristana with her thoughts.

Tristana sighed to herself, took her cannon and left the training hall, heading to the dining hall, which is where the other Yordle champions are. When she arrived at the dining hall, it didn't take long for her to find her the table where her fellow Yordles are situated at.

"Hey, Tristy!" Rumble greeted, munching on the burger he has in his grasp.

"Hey, Rumble." Tristana greeted back in a murmur, which is far from her usual upbeat greets.

"It doesn't take a genius to see you have a problem, Tristana." Heimerdinger said, arranging his goggles. "Is there something bothering you?"

"It's Lulu again." She muttered, slumping against the table.

"Oh, speaking of Lulu," Teemo joined in. "Have you told her about your feelings?"

Tristana, despite feeling a bit saddened, blushed lightly. "No, I haven't."

"When are you planning in telling her, then?" Poppy asked, poking at the lone green pea on her plate.

"I don't knoooow!"

With a small thud, Tristana planted her face on the table.

"Everything I do ends up in a disaster."

"You should just tell her outright." Kennen said, which earned him a few nods and murmurs of agreement from the others.

"Keeping your feelings bottled up is not healthy, Tristana." Heimerdinger reminded her.

"Whatever. She hates me now, anyway."

"Why?" Almost everyone at the table with her asked.

"She was practicing one of her fancy spells when I tried impressing her by blowing up a few barrels."

Sighs and the sound of palms making contact with their faces sounded throughout the table once Tristana told them what she had done.

"What?" She asked, not really getting the meaning of their reactions.

"Kennen's right." Poppy said, nodding at the direction of the mentioned Yordle. "Just tell her."

"But...-!"

"Based from my observations, you are merely decreasing your chances with her every single time you attempt in impressing her." The Revered Inventor told her.

Again, nods and agreements went came from her tablemates. Tristana groaned and just kept herself quiet, mulling over the idea given to her by her friends.

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Lulu sighed as she watched Caitlyn try to remind Vi who she is to her. Apparently, the blast of magic she had struck the pinkette with made Vi forget about everything that had happened in her life.

Soraka had already gave Vi a medical examination and had reassured Caitlyn that the potion she had given earlier will reverse the spell little by little. The Sheriff though, she seems to be impatient, which is the main reason why she's been trying to convince Vi that they are indeed in a relationship.

"Sorry, Cait." Lulu apologized probably for the umpteenth time.

Caitlyn turned away from Vi and flashed a small understanding smile. "Like I said, I know that you did not mean it. Do not worry yourself too much about it."

"Only if you don't worry yourself too much about Vi here."

"If only I can stop myself." Caitlyn said, turning back to Vi, who seems to be busy in checking Caitlyn out.

"I'm going to back to my room, okay?"

"Alright."

Lulu bid her farewells and left the Infirmary, heading to her champion quarters, just like what she had told Caitlyn. While walking, she found herself thinking about the Yordle Gunner.

She isn't really bothered much with Tristana's hyperactive attitude, but sometimes, she just couldn't help but be annoyed. Not that her annoyance will last, since she can't really bring herself to be mad at Tristana for so long.

"Oh! Lulu!"

Raising her head, she found Tristana running up to her, her Boomer Cannon surprisingly absent. Instead of the Boomer Cannon, Tristana carried a smaller version of the usual bouquet of flowers, all of them possessing the color purple.

"Hey, Tristy," She waved her staff as an additional greeting. "Umm, listen, about earlier...-!"

"Don't apologize, Lu. It wasn't your fault, it was mine." Tristana cut off. "And besides, umm, I'm the one who should be apologizing."

"Well, I guess..."

"So, uh, how's Vi? Is she alright?"

"She's at the Infirmary. She sort of forgot about a few things here and there, and well, long story short, she forgot about Caitlyn."

"Oh... How did Caitlyn take it?"

"She's trying to tell Vi that they're actually in a relationship, but Vi always kept saying that Caitlyn is joking."

"Vi probably can't believe that she and Caitlyn are an item."

They both exchanged a laugh between themselves. Once their laughter died down, Lulu found the bouquet Tristana currently held now directly in front of her face.

"Umm, not to be off-topic, but I, uh... I want you to have this."

Lulu accepted the bouquet. "Thanks, Tristy. You didn't have to, you know. I would have forgiven you without any gifts in exchange."

"No, um, actually, those flowers aren't really for that reason..."

She tilted her head to the side in confusion. "Then, what's it for?"

Tristana straightened herself up and cleared her throat, a light pink hue dusting her cheeks.

"I... I like you, Lulu. The reason why I always blow things up while you're around and why I'm always hyper around you is because of, well, you. I've been trying to get your attention every now and then, but I guess my approach is too... explosive, I guess. So, uh, I asked our friends earlier about how I can get you to notice my feelings and I, umm...-!"

Tristana's words were halted once she felt Lulu place a kiss on her cheek. Her gaze, which was glued to the floor, moved upward until she met Lulu's eyes.

"When's our first date, then?"

Tristana blinked for a moment, her mind still wrapping around Lulu's question. It took a while, yes, but she finally managed a response.

"Oh, umm, tomorrow? Uh, breakfast, just me an you? That good?"

Lulu giggled and nodded.

"That'd be great."

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Author's Note: The Lulu x Tristana ends here! :)

Not really one of my best works, but hey, it's a story. :P

I typed this because I thought the one who requested it meant Tristana x Lulu. Apparently, I'm an idiot and I misread the requester's message. :3

It's actually Tristana x Poppy. XD (Don't ask how I misread it, I just did. 😕)