Hello everyone! Hope you have a fun week ahead! I shall tell you in advance this chapter is short, due to the next one being a long one, also, would you like to offer ideas for other stories? I love to write, so I thought I could just give it a try at ideas you guys offer.

As always! Own nothing but my OC.

CHAPTER 27: Fun rumors, Shuriman desserts, you got a friend on me.

Needless to say, Ahri was not surprised at hearing Cid had work, she wasn't surprised hearing he had offered his hand to Warwick and seemingly chatted with him as if he wasn't a blood thirsty beast. Which in her opinion, he wasn't, what surprised her, was the fact Zoe explained Ezreal had taken Cid away for a romantic outing on Shurima.

Clarification from Zyra had been necessary explaining Cid had decided to help her. With what she refused to say, but she did say that Ezreal had been so happy he offered to take Cid to Shurima. She could only nod and sighed at the news. She had done great in her matches. Three consecutive victories, Syndra hadn't been sure from where the attacks had come from, she had done it all alone.

Without help, without any support at all, all her… well maybe she had received help from Udyr in the jungle. And maybe in the next two matches the bot lane had been able to offer her help to destroy the mid lane. Needless to say, Ryze wasn't happy at having so many people fighting against him at the same time.

Surprise had come in the form of her last match being in the Howling Abyss, she was glad to be offered a coat for the battle. She hated the first time she had been on the Abyss, she had ended up coming out of the match with a horrible cold.

She wanted to share all the news with Cid. But it seemed she would have to wait for him. So she did the only logical thing. She entered his office and decided to sleep in his couch. She would wait for him to come back. It wasn't because she missed him so much as she knew that Koi needed to be fed.

She sighed. She was getting too used to him. And she didn't mind that, but she hated when things seemingly took him everywhere without any warning.

"You get into such a chaos all the time…"

Ahri didn't know, but Sona was having similar thoughts on her practice with Pentakill, she was thinking of seeing the therapist before hearing from Olaf that the lady had been taken away by Ezreal. When she asked for an explanation he said the lady was a therapist. Olaf was bad at discerning Cid was a man it seemed.

Mordekaiser had told her to give him a chance of being wrong, it seemed his spar with Tryndamere had left him with hazy memories of the clashing fight.

The rumor mill had worked fast that day. Everyone had heard about the outing of The Prodigal Explorer and the therapist. Jax had found it funny about how he had seemingly if rumors were to be believed. Sweep from his feet as Ezreal carried him in the sunset to Shurima.

Needless to say the Master of Arms had been having a hard time in his spar with Master Yi as he was constantly laughing. In a moment of resting Yi decided to tackle the issue.

"What is so funny?"

Jax got his breathing composing before explaining the situation.

"Oh, I can see why would that be funny, but in the end, those are rumors right? As far as we know the therapist is not into men, after all, he is always in the company of Sona or Ahri isn't he? Kong often speaks that he is a nice guy, albeit too weak physically he has mentioned"

Jax nodded.

"Indeed, his true prowess lies in his mind, he is good there let me tell you that much. But in the end, is a fun rumor, you got to admit is the funniest in a while"

Yi nodded before a smirk appeared on his face.

"I recall it was funnier the rumor of how you were five yordles in a hood"

Jax snorted before standing holding his lamp.

"Oh, like the rumor of how you had seven eyes?"

Yi was the one who laughed this time and raised his sword.

"Let us continue then shall we? Quite the disadvantage I find myself in fighting a group of people under a hood"

Jax snorted before starting to spin his lamp.

"I am the one who doesn't have enough eyes"

Both laughed as the clashed once again in a fight.

In another part of the Institute Akali was laughing. She was laughing loudly. She couldn't remember the last time she had laughed so much. And it was all because of a visit from Shen offering her a joke. The joke itself hadn't been what made her laugh, oh no. It had been a mix of how serious Shen had been while saying it.

"Oh my…. Is good to see you in a good mood Shen"

He nodded. He was feeling rather well after the deal with Warwick. Akali was still laughing, but this was also because of the rumor she had heard.

"Did you hear about the deal with Ezreal? I really thought he wasn't into men, I mean, it was often said, but I always thought it was a baseless rumor"

Shen nodded before pointing his opinion.

"Is still a baseless rumor, after all, as far as we know they went to Shurima with exploration purposes, the so-called witnesses of the meeting aren't that reliable"

Akali nodded.

"You got to admit is fun Shen. I mean, the therapist is kind of feminine"

Shen nodded. No use denying something that was rather true. Still he didn't found it funny. And Akali seemed to notice that before speaking.

"Just imagine it this way, the therapist in a castle, and Ezreal coming in a horse to rescue him"

This time a small smile formed on his mask. And Akali was then sure that Shen was in a good mood. Whatever had happened before he came to see her had really improved his mood.

The rumors of the Institute always flew fast between the champions, they moved with a rhythm and speed that no one could believe at all. In the end it was a mix of the constant boredom that went around for Champions who were not fighting, and the many summoners who were bored after constant hours of studying magic and observing its effects.

Situations like the one that had happened brought a wave of entertainment to everyone. Some summoners had said the fun had started to become more apparent with the entrance of the therapist. Others said that they maybe should open the Institute doors to others, or allow for more participation with the people in the outside cities.

Needless to say, things were moving, good or bad they always did. And for some particular champions, situations such as the one of the therapist and the explorer were too fun to let it pass by. Which was the reason as to why Yasuo meditation had been interrupted by a laughing Taliyah.

"Master! You heard?"

Yasuo sighed. Already guessing.

"I heard… you should learn to do something else than just follow rumors Taliyah"

She was laughing still and smiling.

"I mean! Is just too good! I never thought he was into guys"

Yasuo sighed.

"Taliyah… is just a rumor, now, since you are here let us focus on your control"

Yasuo and Taliyah were into a training area that the Institute had made for champions whose powers terraformed the ground, it was a free space for them go wild. Taliyah started to raise a boulder. Yasuo pointed at the rock.

"Now, we will work on control, I want you to make a statue with the rock… try to be as precise as you can, I will meditate as you do"

Taliyah nodded.

She kept her control on the stone, she closed her eyes as she pictured the rock, making it take shape. She was hoping to make a sparrow. But her control went away as her mind came back to the rumor making her laugh. Her focus stolen, the rock started to change shape as to what was currently on her head. By the end of her concentration as she opened her eyes a gasp got out from her.

Yasuo eyes opened at the gasp from his student. He took to see the figure on the stone. Needless to say, the girl had talent. But she needed to focus. With a quick slash he cut the rock trying to erase the image of his head.

"…. You need to keep your mind…clean and clear from everything that is not what you intend to make"

She had simply made a motion of Ezreal about to kiss the therapist. Both clothed, nothing indecent, still it wasn't something he had been expecting to see. Still he would know had a hard time seeing the therapist without remembering the almost alive statue.

"I…I apologize, I mean, you got to say… they looked good and…"

Taliyah understood the clear message from Yasuo sword.

Back to practice, with a clean and clear head.

She nodded and went back to raise another boulder. This time with a head without distractions she hoped.

The rumors had reached all over the Institute, and it was Syndra who was laughing with Zed.

"Come on, is funny to think of him in a relation with Ezreal"

Zed was throwing Shurikens to a target. So far his aim had been steady for the last hundred throws. He knew he must always keep practicing.

"I fear I don't see the fun part… I mean, he is always in the company of women, I fail to see why he going with Ezreal makes them a couple"

Syndra sighed.

"That's exactly what you are missing, it just wasn't going with him, is the fact he was swept from the floor by Ezreal, both going to the sunset to Shurima"

Zed kept his focus on the target in front of him, never missing his target.

"Yet, Shurima is way too far for them to go by normal means, meaning they had to teleport, and in fact ending the theory of both going into the sunset"

Syndra threw out a raspberry at Zed.

"May I ask, why you like to kill the romance of the rumor?"

Zed shrugged. His shurikens never failing their target.

"I don't know. I am just being realistic, I mean, what's the chance he was with a man before?"

At this, both heard a light laugh and saw Riven. She waved at them and bowed slightly showing respect.

"Hope you are well, couldn't avoid hearing you speaking of Cid"

Syndra found herself smiling at Riven. Maybe she would agree with her.

"Yeah, don't you agree there is something quite romantic in Ezreal sweeping Cid and taking him into the sunset?"

Riven laughed but nodded.

"I do, I mean, Cid has shown he cares little about that stuff, he once said to me… how it was…."

The memory of a chat with Cid came and she remembered the words, she nodded remembering.

"He likes people for who they are, the rest is not worthy of putting thought into it"

At this Zed ended up his last Shuriken for the set before looking at Riven.

"You are saying, he might like a man?"

Riven nodded.

"He might, but I think he is more into Sona and Ahri"

Syndra seemingly nodded before speaking.

"What about you? I heard you were the first Champion he met"

Riven waved her off denying the claim.

"The first Champion he met was Jarvan, we met later when I was told to get therapy"

Syndra nodded and smiled.

"Seems to me you know him well"

Riven smiled with pride.

"Of course, he is my friend, and I am his friend too"

Syndra nodded as Zed seemingly was in thought for a moment.

"Now that I think about it… we still don't know if Ezreal is even into guys, is always been a rumor…"

At this both Riven and Syndra shrugged. Surprising the other as both spoke at the same time.

"Is just a rumor after all"

Both ended up smiling at the other at sharing their point of view.

Needless to say, many other champions were speaking about the rumors going around, few in particular gave them truly their time, others were thinking deeply. And others were thinking of whether or not this changed the betting board.

In Shurima Cid and Ezreal were enjoying the afternoon walking in the Capital. Cid was impressed at seeing the capital. It was full of live as people were around moving and setting their stores down and others started to install themselves as if it changed with the coming night. Seeing him Ezreal spoke.

"Shurima market works different, a part of them stays from the start of the day till the middle, then come others till the afternoon, and in the end comes those who sell only in the night, the market is always active here"

Cid nodded taking the feeling of Shurima. The nomads who were moving always around the desert were now moving, but they were doing it in order to come back to their ancestral home.

"Hey look, that is Shuriman Azirite"

Arizite, known as Blood Glass was a mineral from Shurima, named after the emperor who had brought Shurima back to life. Azir. The ascended emperor had come and brought life back to the land of Shurima.

Cid was impressed at knowing the whole land he was standing in was brought back from the ground by the power of Azir. He was an emperor who was truly worthy of respect, he had brought the land of Shurima back and its people under his banner with protection for them.

"Is incredible, this whole place is amazing"

Ezreal smiled nodding.

"I knew you would like it, some people don't like it due to being in the desert and all, but Shurima is amazing, is full of treasures and relics waiting to be discovered"

Cid nodded. He could see the happiness in Ezreal pointing and speaking of all about Shurima. Cid chuckled.

"Is obvious you like Shurima, is good to see you so happy"

Ezreal stayed silent for a moment before nodding, as they walked around the market they kept looking at everything the nomads offered, from tales of the emperors, others spoke of Azir marvelous power to bring back the city, others offered pottery and others offered food. It was when they were offered with a piece of ice that they stopped.

"Would you like it? Is a dessert we make here for special occasions"

Ice in the desert. It seemed in certain zones near the oasis of Shurima one could get ice. A good that was valuable, and the people at times traded for it. They both accepted eating the cold relief of the dessert.

"I must say, Shurima seems to be full of wonders all around"

Ezreal nodded pointing to a direction which Cid took was the north.

"Most of Shurima is surprising, even in the North some are living, Noxus owns a few places as far as the maps show"

At this Cid chuckled enjoying his piece of ice.

"I thought you never used maps, didn't you wrote it in your articles? Who needs a map, was it?"

At this Ezreal laughed before nodding.

"I don't need them for ruins, but they are good to know where the closest city is"

Cid nodded as they kept walking taking on the night of Shurima. Cid was impressed. The nomads all around looked happy, they were in their ancestral home and they were all sharing with each other everything they had, from stories to food, everything was being shared.

Everyone of them was brothers and sisters of Shurima.

Ezreal nudged at Cid pointing to a small plaza in which music was being played.

"Ever heard the sounds of the desert?"

Cid shrugged and walked forward. As they reached the place they could hear the soft sounds of the instruments. The people of Shurima played soft music, that in the opinion of a woman close to Cid, was the sounds of the desert of Shurima. The soft lullaby that brought relief in the harshest of days. The strong crescendo of the roar of the sand that threatened to devour them.

The music of the desert, the music of their home.

Cid kept close attention to all. He took notice of how man and women danced around he smiled thinking of his experience with the dance with Morgana. Before he could keep on his reminiscence, he found himself pulled by a woman to dance with them. Ezreal was laughing as he took notice of Cid trying to keep the pace of the dancers. All of them were women with long hair, and it was obvious to Ezreal that Cid had been brought by them for the same reason.

The more Ezreal looked at Cid in the dance the funnier he found it, but he also took notice of how his companion was frail looking, the hair didn't help him project an aura of manliness one could say, neither he looked too manly comparing him to Jayce, but no one would confuse him as the therapist was being confused often.

After a while, Ezreal took notice that Cid was laughing as he danced with the rest of the girls. After the music ended the girl who took Cid nodded at him and offered him a hug before speaking with him for a while before ushering him away.

"Well, that was different"

Ezreal chuckled.

"I can imagine, did you got what she said to you?"

Cid nodded.

"She is a nomad from far away, she came recently here when she heard the rumors of Azir, she also said I shouldn't dress as a man if I hope to find a husband one day"

Ezreal was with a curious expression.

"When did you spoke with her?"

Cid chuckled.

"As we were dancing with the others"

Ezreal could only chuckle. It seemed the therapist had a talent for gaining information, as he thought after their meeting, he was a man with contacts.

"Well, you were pretty good dancing there"

Cid chuckled fixing his hair behind his ear as a few pieces had come forward.

"Thanks, I find it unfair you didn't have to dance through"

Ezreal seemingly waved it off as they went walking. Cid was sure Ezreal already had a plan for them to sleep, coming to Shurima had been a rather spur of the moment.

"We are almost close to an inn, they know me there, so we won't have troubles"

As they reached the small place a lady greeted Ezreal guiding them to their room. A simple room all in all, a small window in the walls of stone, two beds and a room that worked as a bathroom according to Ezreal. A small table with a candle was the only source of light.

"If you plan to bath we will need to ask for water, this isn't like the Institute or Piltover, internal plumbing is not something they have here"

Cid chuckled as he went to the bed and simply stayed still looking at the window. Ezreal was in a similar state. In a few moments later Ezreal found himself speaking after he had turned off the candle so they could sleep.

"Hey, you awake Cid?"

Cid nodded in the darkness of the night.

"Yeah, need anything?"

Ezreal chuckled before speaking.

"Not really, no, I was wondering… you are good at listening right?"

Cid nodded and spoke while chuckling.

"Yeah, I am often told that"

Ezreal was in silence for a moment before speaking.

"You know of my parents, right? The whole… missing thing, right?"

Cid sighed. He imagined what was coming

"Heard about it, no one has seen them in a while… why?"

Ezreal released a breath before speaking.

"Do you think they are dead?"

Ezreal wasn't expecting a quick answer.

"No, do you?"

Ezreal found himself in silence before sighing.

"I don't know, sometimes… I wonder, they were the best, and I just can't seem to find even a hint…"

Cid hummed in approval before speaking.

"You know, I often wonder if people I haven't seen in a long time are dead. But simply because I can't seem to find them, doesn't mean they are dead"

Ezreal sighed before speaking.

"Is not the same… if they are alive, why not look for me? Why not try to come back home?"

Cid silence didn't last long.

"Is not the same, I agree, but in the end, the best you can do is keep hope up Ezreal… if something happened to them, is saddening. But if they are alive and not coming back, must mean something. Whatever the case Ezreal, I think your parents would wish for you to keep doing what you do"

Ezreal sighed before speaking at Cid.

"And what is that? What is that I do that would make them so proud of me?"

Ezreal couldn't see in the dim light of the room, but he could notice he seemed to be smiling.

"Being the best explorer out there, uncovering a lot of mysteries and treasures of the past. You are the best in what you do, keep the legacy alive, and be so great that even your parents can hear stories about you"

Ezreal eyes were open in the darkness. He couldn't see it, but he knew Cid was smiling in the darkness. Ezreal could do nothing but smile and stay silently nodding.

"Thanks…"

Cid chuckled.

"You are welcome"

The night went in peace and the only noises left were the desert winds blowing softly through the paths of the capital of Shurima… the wind carrying with it the words of hope that had just been spoken…

The morning came in the Institute with ease and calm. Sona was stretching herself thinking of the days for the Pentakill concert. Only four more days and the concert would come. And with the concert the answer of Cid regarding their relationship.

She found herself smiling in positivity at that. Whatever the result she would accept it. And maybe cheat around the result.

She found herself with a mischievous look as she thought of it. Yet she had something else to worry about. After all Pentakill had to play in four days too, meaning they still needed to be all set, Olaf was already on his drums, and so far things looked well, but in the end, it all went back to practice and practice. They had to be at their best.

Others were in a different part with other worries, specifically speaking, a man with a hat and a coat in the company of a man with a red cape.

"This changes the bets… are you sure of it?"

The Plague Rat was nodding.

"Yes, Ezreal was really into him"

Graves smoked from his cigar before sighing.

"I don't think this changes the bets Tobias"

Tobias, better known as Twisted Fate sighed.

"Still, I think we should add a third category, something like an option for neither Malcom"

Malcom, known as Graves simply nodded.

"Well, most bets are already placed, but whatever, in the end everyone wins on this"

At this Twitch coughed raising his hands. At this Graves gave him his payment. A bag of shiny objects and trash.

"I am rich!"

Twitch left happily with his bag of "Treasure" as Graves and Twisted Fate looked at the board with the bets. Twisted took a look at the board before speaking

"So you already placed a bet?"

Graves waved him off.

"No, I don't need to bet on this, already earning a pretty gold just by giving hints to people"

Twisted Fate laughed at this before looking at the board. He had placed a vote on Sona. The lady wasn't his style, but it seemed to be the style of the therapist.

"Well, nothing to do but wait… bet you five he chooses one the day after the concert of Pentakill"

Graves nodded.

"Bet it happens on the concert of Pentakill"

Both men shook their hands. A new bet was in place.

Back in Shurima, Cid and Ezreal were both simply walking by, Ezreal kept pointing at the many artifacts and pieces on the markets, Cid was impressed, the most he noticed was the nomads all looked happy. He had never seen so many happy faces, it seemed the desert could not stop their spirits from being happy.

When thinking about it, Cid thought it had to do with the fact that all the nomads had finally a home. Their ancestral home was back. Cid smiled thinking of the happiness it came when knowing you had a home to go back too. He felt like that when he was in the Institute.

He smiled at the people as they walked. He spoke a bit of their tongue as it was a mixture of Demacia, Noxus and Shurima. Whatever he failed to get Ezreal was able to quickly speak in his place.

Ezreal was in a better mood in the morning, it seemed their chat late at night had filled the explorer with energy.

As both made their way looking at relics and stuff the nomads were selling, Cid took notice of a figure that everyone was approaching and seemingly speaking with respect.

At this Ezreal took notice and smiled noddingly.

"Azir is walking it seems, bet he just felt like looking his city again"

As Azir walked everyone bowed with respect, Cid felt he had to do the same when he saw Azir approaching them, Ezreal chuckled but did the same. When Azir saw them, he spoke.

"Rise, to what do I owe the visit of a champion in Shurima?"

Ezreal simply pointed to the city with his arms as Cid stood up.

"I wanted to show my friend the risen Shurima capital, I told him he would love it"

Azir seemed to nod while looking at Cid. It was hard seeing his eyes, but Cid judged by the posture of the emperor that he seemed entertained. He thought that was better than dealing with an authority who was angry.

"I see, I hope you enjoy the marvel that is our capital"

Cid nodded smiling.

"Is indeed amazing, I see your people are happy too, and that speaks how great you are emperor Azir"

Azir chest seemed to rise with pride. Ezreal kept his mouth silent as he was about to make a joke of the emperor but decided better of it. As Azir seemed to take on them he nodded.

"I see, glad to see you like our city, feel free to enjoy your visit"

Cid nodded and Ezreal did too. As Azir left Ezreal guided Cid to the small plaza before speaking.

"Well, I never saw him so happy before, you got yourself points speaking about the city"

Cid smiled.

"I like this place, I mean, I don't like the desert so much, but I think I could live in Shurima"

Ezreal smiled and nodded.

"Well, is good to know you enjoy it, we should be getting back to the Institute"

Cid nodded and they made their way walking to where a summoner was established to teleport champions back to the Institute. As they walked Ezreal felt happy, he had received quite the support from Cid in the last day, after all he had gotten him a plant from Zyra and even helped him regarding his family.

He smiled to himself laughing. Cid looked at him.

"You okay? Did the heat get you?"

Ezreal nodded. As they went to the summoner who took them away Ezreal felt happy, he just had to say it. When they reached the Institute he placed his arm over Cid before speaking.

"Well man, you got a friend on me from now on"

Cid got rather embarrassed at the close contact with Ezreal, and it wasn't any better with Zoe gasping as she saw them. Ezreal spoke at seeing Zoe expression.

"Zoe?"

She looked between Ezreal and Cid, her focus on his arm.

"I… I shall let you two have your time alone!"

She made a portal seemingly running away, Ezreal didn't understood what happened until he saw how they looked. In a second, he also gasped before taking his arm away.

"Zoe! Is not like that!"

He went to get Zoe as Cid could only chuckle as the pair went away in flashes of teleporting and moving the distances. He noticed a waving Karma pointing to his office and so he went.

Cid was having a conversation with Karma regarding the feelings in his head, Karma had come to visit him and simply ask if by chance he had heard of the Pentakill concert. The small talk turned into a conversation regarding what road was ahead of him.

"Sona and Ahri… do you think is right to choose one?"

Karma nodded. She understood the whole issue of not dating patients, but as far as she understood from the previous interactions in hand, Sona was no longer a patient as technically she was no longer visiting him for therapy, and Ahri wasn't a patient either, she was simply a good friend he had made in the institute.

"Thing is, you don't really get much options, if you reject both, you will end up hurting both, and if you accept one I think the other will take it better, in the end, your path is ahead with two clear options, you need to choose one, Ahri or Sona, both seem to love you"

Cid sighed.

"Love is a strong word don't you think?"

Karma chuckled.

"But is the right word. How else would you describe your situation?"

He remembered the moments with Sona and Ahri, and sadly he sighed as Karma words ringed true. It was hard, therapist had choices. And choices and codes to respect.

"I wish we could just keep being friends"

Karma smiled softly nodding at him.

"Is hard, but the heart yearns and wishes too, the best you can do is think and ask your own heart, what does he wants?"

Karma left the office while waving at him leaving him with many thoughts on his head regarding the possible outcomes of the situation.

"Is not an easy situation…"

He sighed and let himself rest on the couch of the office.

"Ahri or Sona…"

As he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep, he just needed to let the time pass and relax.

"So… you say this mind reader can help?"

Pantheon the Aspect of War nodded at Diana. She was in doubt about going to a stranger to get help.

"I have heard of his many successes before… I trust little into mystics, but he might be able to offer advice"

Mystics, people who offered advice through the usage of magic, Pantheon trusted little of them, but he knew to respect them, they often had an insight other simply didn't.

"I will try… let us hope things can go well… why do you wish to help me Pantheon?"

Pantheon shrugged. His imposing figure without giving much on his thoughts thanks to the helmet hiding his face.

"Your feud with Leona… is too much. None of you wished for it, not really… and in a way, I feel like helping. Don't know why myself"

Pantheon was the Aspect of War. Battle flowed in his veins, the wish for constant battle always inside of him ever since he managed to climb the top of Targon. Yet… at times he could hear a faint voice, offering advice, offering insight that the Aspect of War just didn't have.

The voice of the previous owner of the body he inhabited. Atreus. Why did the voice of Atreus escape at times? He couldn't know. But at times, he offered advice. Like now.

"I just feel this is not a battle either of you should have… we are all Aspects, we shouldn't fight between ourselves. War, Sun, Moon, and Protection. We share being Aspects, so why fight between ourselves?"

Pantheon words resounded in Diana, and she knew right then than whoever she was chatting with, wasn't Pantheon. And that made her feel slightly better. She didn't knew how she would have reacted at being getting help from Pantheon. But whoever was speaking to her right now was better.

"Thank you…"

Pantheon nodded speaking a name he hadn't spoken in long.

"Atreus"

Diana nodded and left.

She was in thought, Pantheon had come looking for her to speak about the feud with Leona. Which she clarified, more than a feud was simply a situation in which neither of them wanted to interact with the other, Pantheon explained Leona wasn't looking to get her for vengeance.

She didn't really believe his words. She wanted to believe in those words, but she couldn't. Not after what had happened in the end back then. She had brought news, she wanted to share what she found. And she had been almost gotten killed. The Moon saved her, and the Moon gave her the power to fight back.

But that costed the lives of the Solari, and the… could she call it friendship?

Could she call what she had with Leona a friendship? She always thought better of the Aspect of the Sun, she always thought better of Leona. She would dare say, back then she cared for her more than what a friend usually cares for another.

That was the past though. Whatever had been there, it died when her blade had brought the end to the Solari who threatened her life. Whatever she would have shared with Leona got buried then…

"Those sort of feelings… don't belong in a battlefield"

Diana kept walking in the direction of the so called mind reader. She hoped maybe he had the ability to make memories disappear. Who knows, she would feel great forgetting how she felt regarding Leona. It was useless to remember those days. No matter how warm they felt, those days were a past that just wouldn't come back. Too much blood had been spilled on those days.

When she saw the door of the mind reader she took on the name it had. Therapy… so he wasn't a mind reader? Or did he offer consultation too? Whichever the case, she decided the best answer was to enter.

She opened the door without putting any effort and found herself looking at the figure of the owner of the office. He was sleeping in a couch, she noticed his steady breathing, but what she took more notice of was the many sketches decorating the desk of his office. She took notice of the many faces, many champions she fought with or against.

It was interesting to say the least to see so many familiar faces in the drawings.

She was so engrossed on them she didn't heard the therapist waking up. Cid found himself smiling, he decided he would let her end seeing the sketches before breaking the concentration of the woman in front of him.

She seemed interested in the sketches, so he kept himself in the couch. Better to keep resting before something else happened.

Might as well enjoy the good times as long as they last.

CUT!

Well guys I will see you all in the next chapter which promises to be a long one. As I work on it, if any of you feel like wanting me to write something, please feel free of sending me a message or posting a comment so I can get the details! See ya all soon!

Chapter 28: Feelings of the past, hopes of the present, wishes for the future.