A/N: This is a disclaimer about MY OWN PERSONAL THOUGHTS on love. Again you don't have to agree with me it's just what I believe to be the truth and just how I see it. You can even skip it if you want to and go straight to the chapter. I just felt like I needed to write my thoughts down. I am a very emotional person and an overthinker. I spend many many hours alone thinking. Human emotions and behaviour that is driven by them is a subject that really facinates me. So here's my view on it.

I believe that each of us deserves a chance at love. And I know it sounds silly that there's someone out there for everyone but I believe in love. Now I know some say there's no such thing as true love, that it all ends in heartbreak and pain, but I think that's the beauty of it. To have something so perfect for such a short while, and then for it to disappear into nothing. It's an endless loop, never ending, always on the move. You never know where it will take you. That's the thing about love, it's so beautiful and mysterious and magical. I believe we all deserve a chance at love, because we all deserve something magical in a world that doesn't believe in anything.

Okay thank you :) I'll just hide back into the dark depths of my brain.

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[And then...I kissed her. And I had everything.]

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[And then everything was lost.]

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She was completely unprepared. You would think that after all the hours they'd spent together - watching him talk, laugh and frown - that she would know all there was to know about his lips. But she hadn't imagined how warm they would feel pressed up against her own.

And here they were.

In the middle of a rain.

Those drops of water that fell on their faces weren't just magical, they were divine. Each one washed away an unseen pain, a doubt, an angst. For the time their lips were locked together the world itself ceased to exist, blurred and indistinct as a wet painting left out in the torrent that fell from the dark cloud above.

Sparks flew in every direction, and the world was slowly disappearing around them, along with all of their worries, their troubles and their problems. She made him feel like none of that mattered.

And finally, after all this time, after endless dreams and fantacies, his lips touched hers.

It was a soft yet warm kiss. He honestly never knew a kiss so innocent could be so intimate and electrifying.

And the whole world fell away.

There is something so heavenly about a kiss in the rain, a tender moment that just won't wait. It is that burst of love that is expressed, not caring if the water soaks through to chill the skin. It is a connection that shows the strength of the feeling, the mutual need. It is a rebellion against the elements. Nature can bring the rain but our inner sunshine comes through just the same.

It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below her ear, his thumb caressing her cheek as their breaths mingled. She ran her fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them and she could feel the beating of his heart against her chest. Their lips were moving in perfect sync, his hands feeling her waist... He pulled her closer, the kiss deeper, more passionate.

She felt all her senses flying to the heavens. She felt her soul leaving her body and connecting with his. She felt him. His fingers gently ran up and down her spine, coaxing shivers out of her. He felt her hands on the back of his neck play with the ends of his hair and a smile grew on his face as it started to tickle.

How was she surviving without him before? How could she ever live without him before? This was the first time she ever felt realy alive. This was the first time she felt so much, so strong and so sad and happy at the same time.

His lips were firm against hers, but the kiss remained soft, gentle, slow. They held it for a few seconds, before their lips began to move in perfect sync, slowly, cautiously. He exhaled through his nose, not wanting to let go. His entire body had been taken over by the overwhelming feeling of relief, combined with eccentric panic, and lust. He moved his hand from her cheek to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her long, golden blonde hair, lightly pulling her into himself, adding more pressure to their lips, deepening the kiss.

He could forget about his name. H ecould forget about who he was and what he was doing. Nothing mattered. Nothing in this world was worth a peny. All he could feel was her. All that existed in that moment was her. All that mattered to him, was her. He couldn't think. He could't breathe.

Love comes in waves. And they are both drowning in the sea of their own emotions.

Were they ever strangers? He wasn't sure they were. That day he first saw her there was something even then, though he didn't know what.

One would wonder if there's an element of time that allows us to feel a strong love, like an orange glow bursting over a dark horizon. It was light for our eyes only, something to carry us through this life. It was the dawn of who he is today, the person he was destined to be. She would give up anything in the world for him, she would do anything to keep him safe. He recalls the day their bond was forged. It was like being let into the warmth after a lifetime of winter. He could never wish to go back to even a day before that. He would trade all his treasures, all his gold, all that he posseses, all that he's ever stolen or taken during his years as a pirate.

She has something. He can't explain it. She is different from the other mermaids. She is nothing like those creatures in the books. She is not a demon. She doesn't look like the devil's daughter who has no emotions. She feels. She cares. She smiles. She laughs. She is making him feel like no women has ever made him feel before. He's spent years in the sea. Sailing across the edge of the world, finding and stealing thousands of the most beautiful treasures. His ships are filled with gold and jewels. He is the richest man in the world. But he had no idea how poor he was until he met her. Because the sea gave him it's most precious treasure. And it was her.

She is the greatest treasure of his life, the one, the only one.

They pull apart and take shaky, shallow breaths. Almost within half a second he begins nuzzling her neck with delicate kisses. So faint, as if they were whispers.

"Astrid..." he whispers slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them.

She smiles at the sound of his voice and the sensation of his burning breath aganst her neck. Her heart flutters at his voice as she clasp her hands on either side of his face. Never before has her name ever felt so wonderful a one, she thinks, as she leans her neck to the right, giving him more space. His mouth travels leaving hot but soft kisses on her skin. His lips almost electrifying at her tough, giving her shivers.

With her cheeks still blushing hotly, she glanced back up into his captivating green eyes. He leaned down, resting his forehead against hers. Astrid watched breathlessly as his eyes studied hers with silent intensity. His warm breath ghosted across her face. She shut her eyes in anticipation.

This is so good to be true. This cannot be happening. It feels like a dream that she never wants to wake up from.

She stifled a surprised gasp as his soft lips captured hers again, causing her body to flush with heat. The heat seemed to travel through her veins, warming her. Just as she felt a rush of euphoric bliss envelop her, making her heart sing with pure joy, Hiccup drew away. She instantly missed the lovely heat curling within her.

Why was he teasing her like that? Oh that filthy human...

Before she could ponder about it further, he yanked her to him and covered her mouth with his in another hungry kiss. As their lips crushed together, she felt like she was walking on air. It was magic, the way his lips connected with hers. His mouth was so warm, the caress of his lips softer than she could have imagined and she opened her mouth with a low moan.

The rain runs down their faces to where their lips meet, each of them tasting the cold drops. Instead of detracting from the intensity of the moment it brings them to new heights. Hiccup pushes his lips in more firmly and the wave that runs through her is intoxicating, making her head swim as she pulls back to take in his beautiful face. His eyes were like every fantasy she'd ever had of him, every moment she had wished could exist between the two of them. The kiss, the look, a stolen moment that could have just washed away but instead was set, colour-fast, indelible.

They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hiccup's full of wonder and love, Astrid's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. Unable to contain themselves anymore, Hiccup holds Astrid's head in his hands and pulls her into a fiery and passionate kiss. Her hands work their way around his body, feeling each crevasse, each line along his perfect physique. Before moving his finger, and pressing his hand against her cheek, giving her more support to push myself towards her, and connect their lips again.

But as he was kissing her, the Syren's voice was whispering into her head. Things she could't control. Feelings she couldn't handle.

I can't. I really can't. I'm dying. I literally feel like I'm dying. No. I wish I was dead. I've never felt like this before. I've never felt more alive in my life. All of my senses are in ecstacy. My heart is beating so loud I feel like everyone is able ti hear it. My stomach is flutering as if it has butterflies flying inside. Every time I think of his name...his face.

Just the thought of him is...is it love?

Is this what humans call love?

What they are so afraid of? Now I know why they say it hurts.

It's scary.

It's so terrifying to feel this way. To feel so vunrelable. He can hurt me. He has the power to hurt me so much. Suddenly my life completely changes. All I can think about is him. Everything I do revolves around him. Every little thing, even the tiniest action. It's all about him. I see his face every time I close my eyes. And his eyes. Oh his eyes... The way he looks at me.

I want to scream. So loud hoping that it will take all of those feelings out of me. I hope that one loud scream can empty my brain from the image of him. I hope it can remove this pain from my heart. Love is pain. But it's a sweet pain that you like. And you don't wanna let go. But at the same time it's a horible torture. And it kills me inside. But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Because I am in love.

So so so stupid.

And so in love.

And I never had anything that was this "good enough".

Nighttime had always been the time when the demons residing within her came out to play. To bring out the worst in her. But, that day was different, that day her angels decided to shield her from the darkness, pain and agony. Her heart didn't throb. Her soul became a bird in the sky. With every moment came peace, and, with every breath, exuberance. All she could think of was happy, and only happy. And love.

Love.

They say it can hurt you. They say it's the post painful feeling in the world. They say it can even lead you to death. It can make you blind. It can make you do foolish things.

But if it is as horrible as they claim it to be...

Then why do they not want to stop? Why are their hearts overflowing with the feelings of joy and happiness. Why do they feel pleasant tingles in their stomach every time the waves gently strike their bodies? Why does her heart flutter like a fish out of the water when? Why all he can think about is her? Why does he forget everything and everyone he knows when he kisses her? Why does her body desperately wants to connect with his?

Why does giving her life for him doesn't sound like a crazy idea to her?

She thought that he was mad at her. She thouht he never wanted to see her again after she left him. She thought that him hating her was for the best, for she only wished for him to be safe, even if that means losing him forever.

But there he was.

Half in the water half out. And his lips were on hers.

He came back and now he was kissing her. She doesn't want to ever open her eyes again, for this can only be a dream. A dream she doesn't want to wake up from. Ever. She had always dreamed of this moment. She had always wondered how his lips would feel on hers, what the sensation of his skin toughting hers would be. She never believed that it would happen. A Human and a Mermaid...

"Does it hurt?" she asked him with tears in her eyes.

"What?"

"Love...does it hurt?"

He slowly reached and wiped her cheeks with his thumbs.

"It's the most painful feeling in the world."

She smiled at him.

His fingers run down her back touching every inch from the top to the bottom, making her melt into his arms.

She bruched over his neck to his ckeek with her hand.

"I don't want it to stop." she whispered.

Their faces inches apart.

That's the fate of a lover. Eternal pain.

Bliss and poison.

His hot breath was tingling her lips.

And they were about to kiss again.

In that moment... everything was perfect.

BANG.

And then... everything was lost.

He didn't realize who did it or how fast it happened. He took a few seconds to actually process it.

Within a split second, and with the sound of a gun firing, Astrid arched her back with a painful gasp.

It all happened in slow motion.

One moment, he was kissing her warm lips, he was holding her into his arms.

He was looking into her eyes glowing like stars. Her smile, he saw her smile. He saw her happy, happier than she ever was.

And now, all over her shocked face was the fog of betrayal.

"Yes! God job Captain! We got the beast!" Eret's voice echoing in the background as he and the rest of the crew approached the two of them.

Astrid looked at Hiccup in a way she hadn't before. The tears in her red eyes were now flowing like a river. Her mouth half open. Her body weak and cold. But the look in her eyes... betrayal.

Hiccup was in the same shock as her. As he was holding her in his arms, his eyes started to leave hot tears.

Soft coughs escaped her lips as she strugled to breathe followed by multiple gasps.

"Quick!" Dagur shouted and two large and heavy nets covered her body.

For the first time in her life...she felt weak. Helpless. She felt like there was no point in fighting anymore.

He betrayed her.

Her eyes never left his, until she fell unconsious in his arms.

He couldn't react. He completely froze at the events unfolding around him.

As his crew took her away from his hands and carried her on their boat, all he could do was stand still and stare.

He felt weak. He had no power over the King's orders. He wanted desparately to kill them all right there and then. To scream at them to let her go. To tell them that they were making a mistake.

But he lost his voice. And all his courage.

And probably...the love of his life.

"Oh my Gods! Did you just...kill her?" Fishlegs arrived in a rush.

"Are you crazy? The King wants her alive! Man now we ain't gonna get any money!" Tuffnut followed behind him, along with Snotlout.

"Don't you worry Fishface, that bullet will only put her into sleep for a few hours. I'm not as dumb as the rest of you." Eret laughed while they were all picking up the unconcious mermaid and carrying her back to their boat.

"You comin Captain?"

Hiccup was frozen in place, relieved that she was alive but still in shock of what had just happen.

Saddess seemed to take over him, as he watched his lover be dragged inside nets, the same nets they were using to catch fish.

He saw his crew celebrating their victory. He saw the pride in their faces. The pride of hunters that had killed their pray. The kind of pride you have after a victory. The pride...of monsters.

But as soon as he saw the smile on Eret's face, that saddness faded away...and turned into anger.

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[I want you to be the last thing I ever see before I die.]

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Okay so...a lot has been going on in my life those past weeks. I needed to take this small break because I had important decisions to make and I had a lot to work on at my Univercity. Anyway the good news is, I made the right decision because now I am planing my first art gallery exibition this summer! This is a HUGE deal to me you have no idea. I am so excited and nervous at the same time but I am so happy I'll get the chance to share my art with other people. So please be patient with me if I don't exactly upload so regularly. (Even though I'll try.)

Thank you for reading once again and please check out my edit for this chapter on instagram. (I'll be doing a QnA later today so if you want to ask anything === disney .dreamworks .maniac