December 4th is my birthday by the time I post this I'll be 28….dammm I'm old. So being on an oil rig I can't really party (I'd be fired and would be very unprofessional). I've decided my birthday gift would be writing a chapter. It's kind of short but I feel he 3rd act building. Hope you all enjoy! Thank you all!

Draven's had the undying urge to sate his need for revenge. It had been a few days since the scuffle with Pantheon, and he knew better than to fight or insult him. But he had to get even somehow.

He walked around the institute of war with a huge chip on his shoulder he became easily angry. His temper had become like a short fuse, revenge was imminent.

Walking through the halls of the institute had become routine for Draven, he loved the spot light and made sure to be constantly seen and heard. At the cafeteria he noticed day after day a lonely yet cute Auburn haired woman. Her golden tunic and honey eyes always seemed to carry some unusual warmth although she looked gloomy. Draven didn't see himself as a people's person, he was too self-involved with being a narcissist to care for anyone but himself. But it was his constant need for attention and to be seen that had him scanning the institute's lobby. He noticed that Auburn haired woman, sitting quietly reading. He became annoyed she wasn't looking in his direction as he loudly boasted to Katarina, about the match he had just won. But with every detail of how many opponents he had slain she still would not look or appear to notice him. Draven, subconsciously got goosebumps and saw Pantheon and Ahri walking hand in hand in the distance.

He caught Pantheon give a furtive glance over towards the Auburn haired woman and quickly looked away giving Ahri his undivided attention. As this all happened Draven noticed how the auburn hair woman followed Pantheon with her eyes and as he disappeared into a hallway sunk deep into seat with a solemn frown and composure.

"Hey, Kat…that woman over there in the golden tunic and auburn hair…what's her story?" He asked scratching his chin.

"Her name is Leona, she is a Solari some sort of Sun worshipper. I believe she arrived here a little over a month ago escorted by Pantheon." She went back to removing grit from under her nails with a dagger.

"So, are her and Pantheon related? Or what?" Draven pried on.

"I don't know enough info, they seemed inseparable up until a few weeks ago. Now he is constantly with Ahri. But I mean who can blame him, she has always been a man eater."

….

"Hey look! An, end of the summer season dance!" Ahri excitedly screamed, while pointing at the poster.

"We are going right?!" She elbowed Pantheon

"Yeah..of course" He did his best to sound excited, still unsure of how going "public" with his and Ahris relationship would affect Leona.

He knew she had hurt him but felt uneasy about hurting her, which he found himself perplexed. Here he was trying to move on from her. From the pain she had caused him, yet he still cared for her.

Draven was hiding close by listening on.
"Maybe Draven needs to take a little ray a sunshine to a dance too" He smiled to himself knowing he would do everything possible to make Pantheon jealous.

….

Ahri, spent the rest of the day taking Pantheon shopping. She loved it! Before she had only shopped for herself but now it felt like playing, dress up. Picking and choosing different ties, tuxedos and colognes for Pantheon to try on.
"I feel like you're just playing dress up with me" He gave her a smirk as he exited the dressing room.

"Just a little" she shrugged smiling back at him.

He could see her eyes linger on his chest and shoulders and he blushed.

He looks so handsome, in that tux…

"I think, it was made for you!" She, snapped her fingers and the clerk quickly came to assists.

"Will take this" She spoke to the clerk, who Pantheon happened to recognize.

"Oh…it's you again" Pantheon, spoke remembering tailor who's hands had weak bounderies.

"Well hello, again! By the time I'm done with you, this tux will fit just like a glove!" He ran his hands along Pantheon's shoulders and chest while he spoke with a lisps.

…

Draven brushed his hair back and made sure to brush his mustache so it was nice and pristine. He put on a modest polo shirt and tight pair of chinos. He looked like a frat boy but it was a vast change from his leather vest spiked hair and overall roguish look. He walked out of his room and headed to the lobby to seek his prey.

There she was, Leona. He approached her and she sat there reading some leather back book which he just assumed was some tacky romance novel.

"mhm" he cleared his throat loudly

She either didn't hear him or kept ignoring him.

"MHMM!"

Leona, looked up from between her golden auburn bangs her warm honey toned eyes, meeting Draven's.

"May I help you?" she looked up at him shyly.

"No…more how you can help me?" Draven did his best to hide his devious smile.

"Excuse me?" she looked confused

"Well this weekend there's the end of the season ball and I've noticed you sitting here alone. Draaavvv…I…would like it if you would be my date." He ones again did his best to sound earnest.

"Uhm…thank you. I'm flattered. But I don't really….I just don't think it's a good idea. So no."

She was genuinely flattered but was not looking to meet anyone especially not Draven, whatever ploy he was up to she wanted no part of it. She knew of him "Draven" and really didn't want to spend time with him or be seen with him.

"Well, that's disappointing…"Draven tried his best to act upset.

"Yeah, so if you don't mind I'd like to keep reading uninterrupted. Thank you." Leona, said coldly and refocused her attention on her book.

Draven scratched his chin, cunningly thinking and spoke.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to ask Pantheon if I can dance with Ahri…." He let both their names linger.

"Pantheon is going?!" she spoke more eagerly than she'd hoped.

"Yes, little sun shine..yes"

She felt herself get goosebumps at Draven calling her sunshine and felt a bit of her self-dignity washing away and she spoke the next few words.

"I'll go with you…"

….

He stood in Ahri's apartment facing her mirror as he looked at himself. The last month and a half had been life changing. He bought an engagement ring for the woman he loved and spent most of his child hood with. He went from feeling broken, a murderer (Leona's words) and ashamed of himself to feeling rescued by Ahri. Although he had only known her for a few weeks she had managed to sate his desire to speak even seek out Leona. He knew he had fallen in love with Ahri, and had fallen hard.

Wow, I look amazing in this tux. She definitely knows how to make me look good.

Ahri, walked behind him resting her face on her arm.

"You look handsome…" She sighed.

"You look amazing too" He leaned down and kissed her and smiled.

"Here let me help you"

She reached up to his neck tying and adjusting his bow tie.

Pantheon looked her in the eyes warmly as he started having flashbacks of the times when Leona would help him. Strap on his armor and clasp his cape and hold him begging him not to leave every time he would join the Rakkor on their campaigns. Every time he left he knew the reason to not die a warrior's death was to return and see her again.

He did his best to hide his pang of guilt with a smile.

"Why are you so happy?" Ahri, asked with a smile of her own.

"Well, you've pretty much dressed me and help me get ready. Yet all you have done is your hair and makeup. I mean you're dressed in a t-shirt and pants. Just wondering…."

Ahri, replied back blushing. With her hair up in an elegant honey comb, two ivory hair sticks holding it in place. Her equally ivory white skin with accentuated with make up on her cheek bones. Her eye liner made her light yellow predatory eyes stand out. Her soft full lips softly coated in red lip stick which contained flakes of mica, making her lips shine like diamonds begging to be kissed.

"Well, I don't want you to see me in my dress until the ball. A girl has to have some secrets"
She gave him a sultry wink.

"I know this isn't very traditional but meet me at the ball. When I walk through the door I want to amaze you.
"…if that's what you want…"He asked her with an unsure tone.

She smiled and nodded

"I just want to stun you, when you see me"

"But Ahri, you already stun me…"

"Just leave already! So I can get ready" She said in a soft, playful yet urging tone.

Pantheon, gave her a soft kiss on her shoulder not wanting to ruin her make up.

"No matter what, you already look beautiful to me" he whispered in her ear and walked to the door.

But before he left he looked back and saw Ahri's wide happy smile on the reflection in her mirror.

WOW! Sorry, I'm horrible with makeup and hair details..I'm a guy…(weak excuse). But I hope I was able to verbally paint an image of how everyone looks.