Notes: The 'Warning' covers most of what I want to say here. So just make sure you read that and the end notes! I really want to know what you think to this, I'm undergoing big change with how this story will progress here and I really want you all to tell me what you think.

paolotejadaj - More spice incoming! Not gonna be a major thing in this story, but it'll be there, these are teenagers being driven by hormones after all xD

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Realistic: STARRRRRCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Noobl2 - Yup, fast but quality.. I'm not sure, I finished this chapter off at 2AM. So I'm not thinking properly, I've got a plan but I'm not sure if it's the right way to go.

Malcolm - S P I C E

Lilly - Your review didn't show up int he section but it did come through to my emails :) Yeah... I know, and I'll go into it in the End Notes. I don't want my story to end up perverted and needless, meaningless sex for the hell of it, I try to make sure that everything in this story has a meaning, meaning not game-changing stuff all the time, but it's never really meaningless. There may end up being sexual acts... Not in ridiculous detail like my lemon story, jesus christ that was painful. eugh... Anyway, thanks for the support and warning! I'll keep an eye out for that ;)

Warning: Summary: The story is going 'M' to add more freedom to me, but do tell me if you don't like this! What I love about fanfic is that I'm affected by how you want this story to go, if a lot of you say you want something or dislike something – I'll change it! P.S. I'm starting with a bang!

Oh, and also! I'll be putting 3 Bold * to signify 'Spice' scenes if you want to avoid them ;)

Same Night – Matt

After helping get Star back to Marco's room, Matt decided that he had enough troubles for one day and proceeded to recede to his own domain. His room was at the end of the hallway, the bathroom was a little larger because of it; he didn't mind the extra space at all. His body was rather active considering he had spent most of the evening firing arrows, his fingertips were slightly throbbing from it. As he approached the door he fumbled around in his left pocket for the key, eventually picking it out after a few miss-tries, all the keys were golden and each had a unique pattern engraved into the circular base to identify who's it was.

He opened the door with a soft whoosh and moved inwards, he created a light source and moved to open his curtains, when they were drawn he took a deep sigh – "Awfully big sigh." A startling voice awoke Matt into a state of alarm, his head spun around to meet the intruder. A long, pink-haired girl was sitting in an armchair in a rather suggestive pose, a thin nightgown emphasised all the girl's curves, she was sitting in such a position that her thighs were on-display for the male teen's eyes to feast-upon.

"When did you get in here?" He asked the princess.

"Don't be so cold," 'Phelia cooed, "Do you know how long I've been waiting here?" She put on a pout. Matt moved for his bed and took a sit down.

"Why can't you just leave me alone?" He groaned, rubbing his forehead.
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The girl stood up at this and shuffled her way forward, he noted that she wasn't wearing anything underneath the skimpily dress, "You're the one that started this." it seemed the plan to distract Ophelia for a few hours back in 'Operation: Confession' worked a little too well and now she thought Matt and herself were somewhat of an item, somewhat of makeout-buddies. Regardless, Matthew wasn't interested in her 'womanly-charms'.

"Yeah, I suppose I did." He chuckled and grabbed her by the waist, bringing her down into a lustful kiss which only furthered their – rela-tion..ship… What? Wait, were they an item? This—This isn't how it was meant… I mean, really?! Wait so… Oh, it seems all the time they spent together had actually led Matt to develop something. "Come here you." He moaned and pulled her into an even deeper kiss, dragging her down to his core and rolling her over on the bed.

"Ooo, getting a tad aggressive tonight Matty?" He stopped for a moment and stared back into her eyes seriously.

"You know I hate the name Matty." He said in a commanding voice, a few inches from her face, she leaned up and whispered into his ear with a wicked smile.

"I know." She locked her legs around his waist and begged for more than kisses, she tore off the garments which protected his torso and began to feel her way around his skin. The candle light had gone out by now, the moonlight was the only source of visibility. Timmings couldn't hold back any longer and returned the groping, his sore hands tickled down her arms and around her back, unclasping the dress from the neck and letting it slide off to reveal a voluptuous body that any man would die to be with, his hands explored all the crevices – making her moan in delight. Sharp gasps were emitted by the youthful harlot. Ophelia had her head back into the pillow now, her toes had begun to crinkle up from the mass amounts of pleasure given by just his hands.

Their lips were locked in a ferocious battle still, "Ou waunt vin" Ophelia gasped between their clashes – on cue she reversed it and took control of the battlefield. Pushing him back and releasing his waist from her legs capture, he fell with a *omf* on the bed and she straddled on top of him. The two breathed heavily for a moment, locked in an intense stare. Sweat began to glisten on their bodies from the moon, that was when 'Phe felt a small pressure from below her, a devious smile befell her face and she giggled. "I guess I already won."

"Shut up and get down here." He with a smile of his own.

"Gladly." She sung and dropped down to continue their battle. Eventually, it led to grinding against each other, their top halves were completely bare against one another, meanwhile their lower halves still had clothing remaining.

Matthew made a move to advance to the next step, but Ophelia stopped him before he could get much farther, "Listen, I may be a little kinky. But I'm not going to give my chastity away so easily, I'm afraid you'll have to wait." She finished with a devilish smile. He was about to retort but she just pressured him into another tantalising touch of lips.

A flurry of moans and gasps lasted for a long while, the two bounced all over the bed attacking each other, until at one point, they had both been burnt out and fell unconscious intertwined with one another under the covers of a ruffled duvet.
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Morning – 7AM

Matt was the first to awake, it took him a moment to fully comprehend what had happened last night. He blinked a few times and looked over to his left, a pink blob was pushed against him, grappling him with soft, silky legs. He breathed heavily and somewhat regretted what he did, truth was, he had taken a very intimate relationship with Ophelia in the past few days. He didn't agree with what she did to Star, but he had hopes that she could change, she could be a better person. She's really cute when asleep. He thought to himself, gently caressing the princess' hair.

Same Time – Marco's Room

Star was the first to wake up, her small slender frame was held closely by her newfound love. She nuzzled further into Marco's shirt; enjoying the peace and quiet a little longer, she noticed that the sun had begun to shine in through the seven-foot windows, a large pattern was painted on the ground due to it. The Princess' golden hair was frazzled slightly, it puffed up in Marco's face, he didn't mind though – the smell of her hair soothed him, knowing that she was right there, in front of him. The male teen hadn't awoken yet, Star decided it'd be best to not wake him, let him sleep – he deserves it.

The archery competition wouldn't begin for another few hours, they had time to bathe in the tranquillity.

Couple Hours Later

Marco came to with a slur of murmurs, none of which were really decipherable, once his eyes fluttered open, he took a large yawn to clear his mind for the day ahead. That's when he became aware of the small yellow fur-ball buried deep into his hold. A massive blush rushed to his face when he realised what happened last night, the two kissed for quite a while and slept in the same bed… But this time fully conscious. "Star?" He asked quietly, not wanting to wake the young Butterfly if she was still hibernating.

"Hmm?" She groaned back, head shuffling slightly on his arm. The Diaz had a small grin watching the young girl stir awake.

"Wake up sleepy-head" he cooed, "It's time to start the day."

"Just 5 more minutes…" She begged, the teen reared her head around to face Marco. The girl put on a little puppy-dog face and the boy broke.

He conceded, "Fine. But only 5, we need to get up and get ready." She happily looked at the poor boy and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, she then turned back around and dug herself back into Marco's body hold.

30 Minutes Later

"Star… You said 5 minutes, 30 minutes ago…" He groaned, getting slightly frustrated with the annoying-cuteness the girl had.

"Just a couple more mins Marco."

"Nope. I need to get up now, I haven't even had breakfast yet." He commanded, the girl pouted for a second but reluctantly sat up and moved away. "Thank you." He called as he jumped out of bed and dove into the shower, it took him about 5 minutes to get clean and then get out. Once out, he noticed that Star was still on the bed, looking at him in his towel.

"Why don't you come back to bed?" She beseeched, on all fours.

"Not gonna fall for it Star. Now go away while I change." Marco demanded as he made a shooing motion with his hands. A small 'tsk' escaped her and she stormed off into the smaller part of the room, waiting for the boy to finish changing. "No peeking!" He shouted and heard a little 'yelp' before a shutting noise. Little minx.

A few minutes flew by and Marco was ready to hit the buffet for food. He wished Star a happy day and darted out of the room, tying his tie as he ran for the stairs.

Dining Hall

There was a lot of bustle this early in the morning, it was the time where those who wake up early were just about to leave, and those who wake up late just made it into the hall. The teen scanned the room for his allies before swiftly moving over to them, he saw them sitting on one of the central tables with a bowl of soup for each of them. "Hey guys!" He called out. The two companions looked over at the sound of their leader's voice. The two greeted their friend with a friendly tone and invited him to sit down, he chose to sit next to Alfonzo. "What did you guys get up to last night?"

Al was the first to respond, a quick, dull and blunt "Sleep."

Matthew took a second, he stirred his soup for a moment before answering, "I was just chilling out, trying to relax after all that yesterday." His eyes still didn't meet Marco's fully, how could he possibly face Marco knowing what Ophelia has done to Star. Matt didn't love 'Phe, but he definitely grew an attachment towards her from being in contact so long. She wasn't as bad as she seems, but he doubted that it'd make much difference to Marco.

The Diaz accepted the answer and ordered a soup for himself, that was when he observed something strange with Matt's face, "Say Matt, have you always had that mark on your face?" A sharp gulp ensued from Timmings and he acted dumb about it all.

"What on my face?"

"There, next to your lip. It looks like a bite mark…" Matt choked a second and took a large sip of water.

"Oh yeah that, I just scratched myself on one of the arrows yesterday. No big deal really!" Marco didn't really want to pry, they were practising for quite some time even after it got dark, it wasn't that much of a stretch to say he might've cut himself on one of the arrows at some point.

The awkward tension dispelled shortly after Marco was brought his food, the three began to move into a more natural rhythm and went back to how they usually interacted. A slight nagging sensation hit Marco from the back of his head, something wasn't right with Matt and he needed to figure out what.

Marco's Room

A few harsh knocks grabbed Star's attention as she sat at a desk looking out the window. Her immediate thought was to hide from the intruder, she couldn't be seen in Marco's room, not by anyone. That was until she heard the voice, "Princess!" A hushed cry called, it repeated, "Star!" The holder of the voice was Glossaryck, he tapped on the door a few more times before it opened with a sly creak. The man grabbed a hold of the door and pushed it open, the two met eyes for a second before the old man bent down to embrace Star in a hug. A murmur came from Star's throat, she was taken aback by the sudden display of affection from her long-time friend turned Uncle. "I heard from Emilia what Ophelia did to you, I'm so happy you're safe!" A tremor occurred in Star's bottom lip, she shallowed harshly and responded.

"I-I'm fine." She stuttered before coming to her senses and returning the embrace to Glossy. "What are you doing here?"

"How could I sit by idly after hearing what you went through…" He whispered, his eyes were crushed shut, solely focusing on the blonde blob that was stood in his arms. "Star." He started before pushing her back and holding her firmly, each hand on both her shoulders. The man directly addressed her, "You need to stop this, the feud you have going on. It's not safe for you in the castle anymore, people are whispering - the royals are becoming less cautious. We can get your stuff together and escape tonight, I know some friends up North they can take care of you – they're an odd bunch but I'm sure that they'd take good care of you, I've already planned an escape for it, I'—"

"Woah woah woah!" She exclaimed repeatedly, arms flailing in the air. "I can't just up and leave, I'm still needed here." There was a strange look in the man's eyes, he seemed distressed, almost in peril.

"What? These guys, they've known you for what? A week! Your life is far more important than some teenage boys!"

"Teenage boy!" She corrected, "Listen I don't know what's gotten into you, but I can't leave. I won't leave, I need to finish this." Star was adamant in her decision and Glossaryck knew this, he had known Star for a long time, from the time she could crawl he's been looking over her.

The grey-haired geezer was fully aware that he couldn't convince her, "I'm just worried about you…" He looked down at the floor, "I'm worried about you."

The Butterfly brought him into another one of her famous hugs, "I know… But it'll be fine! We've got a plan, it'll work."

'It has to.'

The two talked for the remainder of the hour, eventually Glossaryck began to get his things together, "Star, I love you ya'know. Please promise me you'll be safe." The teen wanted to reply with 'I will.' However, a lump formed in her throat and blocked the words before they could be formed, a moment passed by and she could only look at the man with apologetic eyes. Glossy took a deep breath and blinked, "Yep. Okay…" He slowly strolled to the door and left.

"Thankyou." She choked once he was outside, it was rugged and broken.

Outside Room

After closing the door, the librarian took a deep inhale and steeled himself. He begun to motion himself to the staircase but just as he was about to enter onto the steps, Ophelia stopped him. She was fully dressed now, and came from her room up top. "Well well, what's an insect doing in a birdhouse?" She joked.

"I could ask the same to you." He responded, the two stared for a while, neither party backing down.

…

"Ha. Funny." She continued, "see Glossy. I know you're working with Star and Marco. I know you've helped them, and I also know that you know too much. Not about this little feud; no no no, this is nothing. What I'm thinking, is that you offer too much of an advantage for them – so what I propose is you leave the castle, get banished, and start a new life somewhere. Maybe meet a woman or two, lord knows what woman would have you though." She giggled.

"You want me to pack my things up and just leave? Like that." His voice had become sarcastic.

"Oh heaven's no!" She cried, rubbing her head, "No. I want you to just leave." 'Phe finished with a sadistic smile.

"Ohohoh?" He chuckled, "You think I'd accept that, why?"

A figure approached Glossy from the back, silently, "I didn't. Which is my back up was to permanently remove you from the equation, at least you'll go out with a bang." A sharp pain hit Glossaryck in the neck, as he spun around to face his attacker, he noticed a ball of green hair – that what was his vision became blurry and he began to fall. The figure waved its hand at the man before he fell into a drug-induced slumber.

Hall – 12PM

All the chosen were lining up to make their way to the archery grounds, the time for shooting had arrived and everyone was slightly excited. The first job was to draw lots to decide what order everyone would shoot in. Marco ended up 4th, Matt 6th and Alfonzo 10th.

All of them made their way out and into the scorching sun, it was a very hot day today. There were hardly any clouds in sight, maybe a few balls of white held up in the sky but there wasn't an awful lot to protect them from the sun's beam. Instantly, Marco felt like he just stepped into a sauna, luckily they all wore lighter clothing today due to the nature of the activities.

It took about 10 minutes to get to the site, once there, the Chosen were told to wait on standby for the royals to arrive. The servants brought refreshments and other goods to munch on, Emilia came up to Marco with her usual smile and chirpiness, "Heyo Boss!" She cried, the woman was holding a small tray which held a similarly-sized variety of beverages. It seemed one resembled a glass of orange juice, another plain water, one was apple juice and there were a few more – none of which were really decipherable to the working-class citizen.

"What did I say about calling me that?" Marco groaned in complaint once more.

"Yes sir!" She replied in a care-free manner, in response the Diaz just sighed heavily and let the conversation move along. "What drink would you like?" She asked.

"Water is fine." He stated, to which Em looked at him questioningly for a moment. "Water is good for you! It's better than that other stuff." She still didn't look convinced as to why he picked the most boring choice.

Over to Matthew

He had distanced himself from Marco for a little while. To be honest, he wasn't 100% sure how to deal with him, he liked Marco. But, he also had developed something a bit deeper for Ophelia too… How was he supposed to break the news to Marco that he had non-ironically fallen for the Diaz's worst nightmare?

To try and keep himself occupied, he spent the most of the prep-phase doing just that, he grabbed a coconut milk drink from the tray and began to sharpen his arrows, wanting to distract himself from anything. Easier said than done, a small whisper attracted his attention, when he looked behind him – the boy was greeted by none other than the incarnation of deathly despair: Ophelia. "How you doing?" She asked, leaning slightly over his shoulder to watch the teen's actions.

"I'm sharpening arrows, to give me a better chance of winning this thing." He replied, not looking up from the head he was brushing up on.

"You know…" She started, dragging on the 'www' part, "I was thinking, and 'who would know'? Really. So, I decided that if you get 3 bullseyes – " She got close to his ear and whispered seductively, "you can do, what, ever, you, like, to-night." The girl broke up each word to make it drag on his a lewd voice.

"Sure you want to make that promise?" He asked confidently.

"Ohoh? Feeling good are we? Okay then, 5 bullseyes." The girl upped her game to tease the youngster.

"No wait, I was jok-" He turned around to face her, but she had already begun to move away and meld in with the other Chosen. He sighed deeply, "I'm not a miracle-worker."

Marco

After finishing his meetup chat with Emilia, he found Alfonzo – however, the two only got to talk about a couple things before the trumpets begun and the royals appeared. King River stood mighty and proud, not making eye-contact with anyone. Instead he started to analyse the bows from a distance, Queen Moon was to his right, looking straight ahead, no emotion on her face. It was probably how she was told to act in public, be there as a pretty face, nothing more. Marco and Moon hadn't really talked in a couple of days by now, it had all been so busy that he forgot to catch up with her and thank the Queen for her cooperation in getting Markus' story.

River made a short speech and then it disbanded, the announcer revealed that the King would make the first shot, seeing as he was an ex-hunter and near-enough professional with a bow.

That was when a slight tap on the shoulder acquired Marco's attention, "hmm?" He asked before looking around to meet a pair of green-eyes, the boy put on a stern face and looked dead-ahead, not wanting to give her much attention. "'Phe." He greeted coldly.

"Listen Marrrco, I'm not here to make an enemy, I'm here to ask if you're excited about the fireworks and bonfire tonight?" A puzzled look flashed on the boy's face.

"There's a bonfire too?" He asked.

"We decided to put one in this time at the end of the display, finish off with a bang ya'know." He couldn't see it, but the girl had a mischievous grin plastered on her face. The boy was about to ask why she sounded so sinister when saying 'bang' but before he could, she vanished from his side.

"Tsk, bitch." He moaned before looking back up to River to see his shots. The first hit a dead bulls-eye, the second… *WHOOSH* Impaled the first… And the final one he shot, shattered the centre of the target. Oh no, this isn't looking good for me

The first contender was brought to the front now, each person had 4 sets (3 arrows per set). Each time varied the distance from the shooting point, after each set, it would move onto the next in line. Marco took the time he had before himself to talk to Moon.

"Hey Queen." He said secretively, not making eye-contact but standing in a vicinity where she would hear him.

"Marco." She greeted, sipping on her champagne glass.

"Have you been to see Star recently?" He asked, wondering as to the why the communication had shut down between them.

"No I thought it'd be best to lie-low for a while, is she okay?" The mother asked in concern for her daughter.

"She's been through a rough couple days, you could probably sneak away for a hour here right? I'm sure she'd enjoy your company right about now." The boy had to keep his eyes somewhat shut, the sun seemed rather aggressive today.

"Very well, I've been wanting to talk to her anyway." The Queen finished her drink swiftly and excused herself from the event, Two birds one stone. Marco thought to himself, he had Star protected by Moon and Moon away from the event.

"Marco Diaz!" The announcer called out, Well here goes nothing.

End Notes: That's it... Part 1 of 2, I was gonna make this chapter the full day, but this was already like 3800 words and that would've taken up too much time. And I didn't want to waste a lot if you guys don't like this one, yes I know I'm changing a lot! Please tell me what you think in reviews, what can I change? I will rewrite this chapter if I have to because this is not the only way to go about a good story. I could very easily make something else that follows another path!

Review! This time most important than any other, this will be a turning point for me as an author and the story itself. And I would really appreciate a lot of feedback on what I'm doing right and wrong! I know I can't appease everyone, but I'd like to get a very solid story by the end of this - so I'm asking for literally anything that you can tell me what to improve on! Even if I disagree or don't end up siding with you, I'd like to know every angle I can!

Thank you all for sticking with me, through thick and thin, I'll be back soon with Part 2
vK~

P.S. Longest chapter so far :D