By the time dinner had arrived, Pantheon and Ahri, were done with the first bottle of wine.

"Aren't you glad I order a 2nd one?" He gave Ahri, a cheeky smile…

As, the waiter walked by, Ahri, tapped him on the shoulder "Better make it, a third bottle." The waiter rolled his eyes "yes, madam."

By now the wine had made both Ahri and Pantheon, very friendly their cheeks starting to turn a slight rosy tint. They spent the first half hour joking about other League champions especially the little furry devil, Teemo.

"Notice, how everyone shakes hands and stands around after matches congratulating each other?" Pantheon, stated his question.

"Yes…" she replied.

"Except, that little shit head Teemo. He knows if he sticks around some one's going to punt him."
Which, caused both of them to laugh.

Ahri, was playing with her food nervously then broke into the second bottle of wine taking long nervous gulps.

"Ahri, is everything alright?" He looked at her with his right brow raised.

"Well…this is embarrassing, but this is actually my first date…ever" she looked down at her plate trying to hide her face and her mood turned solemn.

"A date…" he smiled thinking to himself. "Although it wasn't planned I guess it was a date. Both of them were dressed formally and were having a great time." He felt his chest warm up, in a good way.

"Well…to be truthful…this is my first date too." A nervous chuckle as he scratched the back of his head. He reached over and poured himself a large glass of wine from the newly opened bottle.

She looked up at him with a quizzical look and smiled "You…mean you and Leo…?" She cut herself off before finishing her name.

He, sigh…"there really isn't much dating on Mount Targon, the Rakkor aren't casual like that. We only have children out of necessity knowing they could die at the age of 18 when facing their trial. Food and resources are scarce that one must fight and kill the other to survive. Dating…well more like courting is only allowed for those who pass their trial" He stopped for a moment in solemn silence "It's a hard life."

Maybe the Alcohol or her curiosity got the best of her, "did you two ever…?"

She could see Pantheon, face turn the same color of the tomato sauce he was dipping his food in. He sat there in silence remembering it like it was only yesterday.

….

It was the night before her trial, Pantheon sat there forcing himself to smile. Watching Leona eat in silence. He made sure to gather berries and had hunted a small mountain goat for their feast. He wanted to cry when as he saw her eat, knowing this could possibly be the last day they would ever spent together. She was optimistically, sipping from a small wooden cup full of mead. Which was ceremonially provided to each contestants the night before their trial. Usually provided by the opponents family in hope that it may affect the opponents performance against their kin. Pantheon, had made sure to give the family whose child Leona was to face a large cask. He, looked down trying to hide his frown and melancholy body language.

"Sit, by me and have some…I can't finish all this…" She spoke softly as she sat on the floor eating from a low laying table.

He, got off his chair and scooted besides her their thighs rubbing against each other. He took the cup from her and took a sip and looked down. The small living room of his wooden home, was dimly lit by bees wax candles. He placed the cup down on the table and looked down at the food he had prepared but had lost all his appetite and did his best to compose himself trying to hold back tears.

He felt her soft hand slowly wipe a tear from his cheek as she cupped his face.

"Pantheon, I'll be fine. You've trained me well…." He nodded softly in silence, knowing he had but she refused to take a life even to save her own.

She leaned her face into his shoulder, he felt his sleeve start to go damp after a few minutes. He just wrapped his arm around her in the candle light holding her tight for what seemed like hours.

"You best get some sleep…tomorrow is a long day" he turned and kissed her softly on the forehead and rubbed her cheek softly he could feel tears slowly starting to build around the edges of his eyes. He got up and walked into his room in tears.

He laid in bed unable to sleep wiping tears away, feeling weak and feeble to help her. His trial was a joke, only lasting as long as it took his spear to leave his hand and pierced the other boy's armored chest. If I'm this scared and distraught about it…I can't bare to think how she feels.

After about 40 minutes, he heard his bedroom door open. Leona was wearing a simple white tunic that covered her from neck to her knee caps. The small candle she carried in her hand illuminated her face she placed it down and sat on the edge of his bed.

"Sorry, I couldn't sleep" She had her hands on her knee caps slowly shaking nervously.

Pantheon, laid in silence watching her. He said nothing as she laid on top of him and crawled slowly up to his neck. She softly started kissing his chin then nuzzled his neck.

"Leo..we can't…" he whispered softly.

But she didn't stop she could feel her chest pressed against his he laid there conflicted wanted to push her off feeling her soft lips slowly trace from his neck to his ear.

"Please, Panth…I'm not a little girl anymore…I see the way you look at me…" She whispered softly into his ear, her warm breath running goosebumps down his neck and spine.

Since her mother died when she was almost 12 he had taken her under his ward practically raising her. He wanted her, but it felt so wrong he urged for her but he would be dead inside if she died, this would only drive him insane. Lost in his conflicted thoughts, he felt her raise her torso raise off of him, and she planted her hips to his. In one fluid motion she removed her tunic over her head. In the candle light he could see her and we was speechless.

She reached for his hands and raised them running them up stomach slowly and rested a hand on each breast. He did a feeble effort to push her off him, as she lower herself back resting her chest on his. She started to kiss him deeply and passionately when she came back for air she could feel his hands softly at her waist trying to push her away. Her eyes met his soft and vulnerable.

"Please…Panth... this could be our last night…I don't want to die…without knowing you…feeling you" She whispered their lips barely touching.

She saw the conflicted look on his face, trying to choose his words wisely why they shouldn't. Before he could answer her, she kissed him again her tongue parting his lips.

"Pantheon…please I've….saved myself for you….don't deny me this" her eyes almost coming to tears.

He reached up cupping her face rubbing her cheeks softly with his thumb, "Leona…I love you…I could never deny you." Tears of joy running down her cheeks.

"I love you more than you could ever know Pantheon."

She turned her face to the side and blew out the candle leaving the white glow of the moon light to guide them.

…..

"Pantheon! You there?!" Ahri, shook him from his day dream.

"Yeah, sorry…I..I"

She looked at him with a grin, "No need to apologize"

The waiter, came and sat the third and last bottle of wine on the table. "Anything else, sir? Maám?"

Pantheon, shook his head "No, thank you."

Have had never been to a luxurious restaurant before Pantheon just handed him a few gold pieces. The old man looked at it. "Sir, this is much more than enough!"

Before Pantheon could answer, he saw just the top half of Leona's head her auburn hair moving softly as she turned it slowly scanning each booth, he glimpsed her face through gaps in the low laying wall. Ahri, looked at Pantheon's face it looked as if he'd seen a ghost. Then she looked over her shoulder "Oh, Shit!"

"We have to go!" He whispered as he ducked down and Ahri followed. But not before turning around smiling at the elderly waiter and taking the two bottles of wine on the table. He looked at the direction they had been looking at and saw a pretty auburn hair woman looking through each booth, then he looked back at Pantheon and Ahri as they crouched behind the low wall and out the front door. "Hu, a lover's quarrel" he chuckled to himself.

Leona, looked out the window in time to see Pantheon and Ahri running half a block away hand in hand.

"Maám would you like to hear tonight's special?" the waiter asked standing by the table Pantheon and Ahri had evacuated.

"SHUT UP!"