I'm Back! pretty sure none of you missed me, but I'm back! :)

Apparently all the lil faces I'm putting in my intros don't appear. So here an actual one is. UwU. Hope you peeps enjoy this story. I've started working on an actual story, but I have 5 (five) pre-written stories. No, I didn't not upload stories because I wanted to have five ready. It was really busy and travel and stuff got me; I was able to write but not publish. This is story number one. It's rated M btw. Hope you guys enjoy!

Drunk: a Katarina x Vi

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"Sorry, but I'm looking at someone else right now," Luxanna Crownguard had just rejected a date proposal. From who, you might ask? Surprisingly enough, it was Katarina, the sinister blade. Now why would Katarina, a Noxian, ask for a date from Lux, a Demacian? In the Institute of War, everyone was friends, albeit some tension in between rivaled nations. As long as no harm was done to other champions, people could do whatever they wanted. Katarina had her eye on Lux for a while, and finally built up the courage to do so. She even bought red roses from Zyra, which was very unlike her. No one could describe how forlorn and disappointed Katarina looked. All who were watching just stared as Lux gave a small smile then walked away. Suddenly it seemed that reality crashed down upon Katarina. She didn't cry, or couldn't, for that matter. She was an assassin. Assassins weren't supposed to have feelings. What was she even doing? Why did she ever think that a noble girl like Lux would go on a date with her lowly and sinister self. Katarina threw the roses into a nearby trash can and walked away, heading straight towards Gragas' bar. When she arrived, only Gragas and Vi, the pink-haired Piltovian was there.

"Hey Kat, come sit across from me," Vi nearly shouted. She wasn't that drunk, for she only had one beer. She was seated at one of the four small tables in the bar, each of which had two seats. Katarina walked over and pulled the chair out, sitting on it.

"What happened with ya, huh Kat?" Vi questioned. "Someone reject you?"

"Yeah, but I don't know why I even tried this time," came the discouraged reply.

"Me too!"

"Who rejected you, Caitlyn?"

"Yeah, how'd you guess?" Vi lowered her voice, as if thinking upon something scarring.

"I don't know, Wild guess?" The redhead replied, not sure of her own answer. "Who is she with, if not you then?"

"Jinx. They make each other happy though, so I'm happy for them."

"You're joking, right? A criminal with the Sheriff of Piltover?

"Weird, right? It's true though. Anyways who rejected you?"

"Lux Crownguard," was the redhead's reply.

"Who's she with then?"

"I don't know. She wouldn't tell me." They both sat in silence, staring at the table for a minute.

"Gragas, can ya take this bottle out and give us some of your strongest stuff with two glasses?" Vi was the one to break the silence, as expected. Gragas came wobbling over with two shot glasses and a rectangle container filled with liquid. He took the empty beer bottle from Vi and asked,

"Whose tab is this on?"

"I'll take it," Katarina offered before Vi could react.

"Alright, you can just finish the rest of that stuff. It's my special mix," the rabble rouser rumbled. He began wobbling away, until the two women were left alone.

"Wanna just finish this evenly, Kat?"

"Sure." Vi unscrewed the lid and gave the bottle a sniff.

"Woo! That's some good stuff in there!" Vi poured a little bit of the liquid into each glass then set the container down.

"Cheers to rejection!" Vi exclaimed.

"Yeah, cheers to rejection," a much less enthusiastic Katarina followed. They both gulped the liquid, setting the glass on the table then breathing out. Wordlessly Vi poured another shot into each glass, then rose it to her lips. They both drank, sighing as they set their glasses down. This process was repeated until the entire bottle of liquid was gone.

"Gragas, Can ya please clean the table? We're heading back now," Vi slurred, heavily under the effects of the alcohol.

"Sure sure, just don't break anything on your way back," a surprisingly non-drunk Gragas called out. Vi stood up, head swirling, and pushed her chair in.

"Let's sleep together tonight, Vi," Katarina slurred.

"Sure, just come with me to my room," Vi managed to reply. Katarina got up, and wrapped her arm around Vi's neck. They slowly walked together until they reached Vi's bedroom. Vi clumsily placed her finger on the touchpad and unlocked the door. They both stumbled in, with Katarina closing the door behind them. Vid led the way past the lounge she had and into her bedroom. Vi picked Katarina up like a rag doll and tossed her onto the bed. She then discarded her clothes and suit, leaving her in a sports bra and shorts on. She then hopped onto the bed, straddling the redhead.

"Are you ok with me doing this Kat?" She inquired, still have if some sense left in her, though she was incredibly drunk.

"Yeah, come on. You're taking so long," the drunken assassin replied.

Vi wasted no time, taking off Katarina's right leather leggings and Jacket. There were multiple daggers in Katarina's jacket and pants, which Vi placed on the bed side stand. All that remained were the bra and panties. Those too were taking off quickly by drunken and sexually aroused Vi. She bent down for a kiss, breaking through Katarina's defense easily. Her tongue moved around Katarina's mouth, tasting the same liquid they were both drunk on. Her hands moved towards the redhead's breasts, massaging them and bringing a moan from Katarina as they kissed. Vi pulled away, moving away her right hand to suck in the nipple. She licked the outside the sucked the inside, repeating this process over and over. When she decided she had enough of Katarina's breasts, her hands moved down to her waist area. Her tongue followed suit, drawing a line of saliva down from Katarina's breast to her womanhood. She looked at Katarina first, whose eyes were closed in pleasure. She then began licking the outer folds of Katarina, who moaned even more. She slowly circled the folds and smoothly inserted her tongue in. Katarina gasped, and moaned as Vi pulled her tongue back out. Vi repeated this motion, gently nudging the lovebud each time she moved. Katarina squirmed, as Vi bit her lovebud, making Katarina cum. Vi eagerly licked up the sweet honey, pleased with her reward. She moaned as she tasted Katarina's nectar, which was way sweeter than she expected. She did this a few more times, licking up the honey each time, before kissing Katarina and falling asleep.

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Katarina awoke with a piercing headache and a swirly vision.

"Where the fuck and I? It's not my room for sure," Katarina thought groggily. "Where the fuck are my clothes?" Quietly Katarina found her clothes and put them on, leaving the rest of her daggers and belongings still in the room. She could smell the scent of bacon and eggs cooking, as the scent wafted in. She walked toward the scent, dagger in hand. She entered a new room, which had a table and two chairs, a fridge and freezer, and a small stove. Standing there cooking the food was a tall pink-haired woman with and apron tours around her waist.

"Vi? Is that you?" Katarina was hesitant to do anything more.

"You're finally awake! I thought you wouldn't wake up until after noon, honestly," Vi turned around and gave Katarina a hug.

"There's a glass of water on the table. Go and drink it. It'll help with the hangover." Katarina obeyed, silently drinking the water in one go.

"I'm cooking some food, so you can have some," Vi offered.

"Sure, thanks Vi," Katarina replied. A few minutes later, Vi brought over two plates of bacon and eggs, a pitcher of water and an extra glass. She filled both glasses with water and brought over two forks. They both sat, and waited a bit before eating.

"Thanks Vi for cooking. It's really good!"

"No problem. Do you remember anything from yesterday?"

"Not really." Katarina stopped moving. "Did we do it yesterday?" Katarina asked, then resumed chewing.

"Do what?"

"Sex," came Katarina's reply.

"Pretty sure, unless it was a dream," Vi replied. The rest of the meal was eaten in awkward silence, until they finished and Vi took the dishes.

"Let me do them, please. It's the least I could do." Katarina jumped up and offered.

"Ok, thanks," Vi said as she placed the dishes in the sink. As Katarina washed the dishes, she gathered Katarina's belongings and put them on the kitchen table. When she finished washing the dishes, Katarina gathered her belongings and left without another word.

"Well that was awkward," the pink-haired brawler thought to herself. She put on a t-shirt and shorts, then walked out the door. Katarina however, had mixed feelings. She had never slept with someone if she didn't want to. As drunk as she was the night before, she was fairly certain that some part of her wanted Vi. Maybe it was just the rejection that made her accept Vi's offer. All in all, Katarina didn't know what to do. She didn't know whether or not she liked Vi.

"Whatever, I'll just think about it over a pastry," Katarina told herself. She walked towards Pantheon's bakery and walked in. Pantheon was sitting behind the large glass case where all his baked goodies were on display.

"Something for your girlfriend, Kat?" The helmeted man asked.

"Nah, I'm just getting something for myself.

"Ok, let me know what you want."

Katarina browsed the shelves inside the glass case with her eyes, until something caught her eye.

"Let me get a slice of cherry pie and a cup of coffee, black, please," Katarina called to Pantheon.

"Coming right up," the warrior-baker replied. He placed a warm slice of pie on a plate, and put it on a tray with a cup of black coffee, a fork, and a napkin. Katarina took the tray and sat down at one of the metal tables inside the bakery. She began to eat the pie, savoring each bite. Pantheon was an incredible baker, she couldn't deny that. She looked up as the bell chime for the door rang. There stood a panting Vi, who smiled at the sight of Katarina. Vi walked over and pulled a chair over and asked, "May I sit here?"

"Sure, knock yourself out," Katarina replied.

"Kat, I'm not exactly sure about how to do this, but here goes. Do you want to go out on a date with me tonight?" Katarina looked stunned and stopped chewing her pie.

"What?" She vocalized her thoughts. Vi's face drooped, as she started to stand up.

"Wait Vi, I didn't mean it like that," Katarina quickly said. "I just don't know how I feel. I've never really been in a relationship before; they were mostly just one night stands. Tonight sounds good though. Where should I meet you?"

"I'll come pick you up at your room,"Vi said as she sat back down.

"Wait a second," Katarina wondered aloud. "How'd you find me?"

"I just asked around and people saw you enter the bakery, and here I am.

"Wow, just to ask me on a date?"

"Yeah I guess," Vi sheepishly replied.

"So you like me that much," Katarina asked.

"Yeah, no doubt about that," Vi answered. Katarina was impressed, and finished her pie with Vi watching her.

She stood up and put the tray with the trash on the counter for Pantheon to take away.

"Thanks for breakfast this morning Vi," Katarina said.

"No problem, Kat." Katarina stood on her tip toes and kissed Vi lightly.

"See you tonight Vi," she said as she walked out the door.

"Yeah, see you tonight," a stunned Vi could barely reply.

"Do you want something special for your date tonight?"

Vi turned around to face Pantheon, who was holding a small plate.

"Sure, what is it?"

"Creme Brûlée," was the baker's reply. "She loves them."

"Thanks Pantheon, I'll pick it up later," Vi replied as she walked out of the bakery.

"I finally found someone who likes me," Vi squealed to herself. "I don't believe it."

She walked back to her room and began preparing for her date.

Fin