Waiting for the fateful day, Noctis was put to sleep inside the Crown crystal. As he begins to think about unsettling thoughts, the face of his dear oracle appeared. Still pained by the memory of her untimely death, Noctis' heart continues to waver. That is, until a familiar voice come to his aide. "Noctis..." "Lu..." A one month anniversary fic dedicated to FFXV :)

OneShot. "Winry let out a little shriek when she was dragged back against a hard body...." When Granny and Al are away, the alchemist and mechanic will play. Rated 'M' for citrus; please respect the rating.