Wow…so it's been a while since I've updated this (almost a month). I spent Christmas and soon new years at work on an oil rig. Decided to write, more and embrace the new year. Hope to pay off most of my student loan by 2017 and the cliché work out more ect..ect…I'll stop rambling…enjoy!
Twirling the pink liquid in an overly fancy crystal glass, Pantheon looked around the room. Everyone was laughing, smiling and having a great time. Everyone was obviously enjoying the ball. While he just leaned against a wall watching everyone, slowly taking sips. Hmm…bitter.
Usually full of pride and stoic in his armor, helmet and spear he felt uncomfortable. Realizing he felt comfortable alone or even best with his best friend. …Leona. He took another long sip thinking about her and realized he was starting to feel the same way about Ahri. She had not just become some sort of rebound but he started to realize she was quickly becoming more than a possible lover and healer of his pride. But his soulmate.
Although full of self-confidence being alone at the ball made him feel a little anxious this would be the first event where people would see him publicly with Ahri. Deciding to stop being a wall flower he decided to make his rounds around the room. He did feel as though he had some anonymity as most people only recognized him from league matches when he always wore his helmet.
Pantheon spotted his two new friends Zed and Shen sitting at a table with their significant others. As he walked up to them he could hear the one way banter between Zed and Sona.
Zed: Yes, I love your dress. I told you the whole way here how beautiful you looked.
Sona: (gives Zed a stare and then a smirk).
Zed: No! I wasn't just looking at your breast!
Sona: (puts her hands to her chest and gives him a smirk).
Zed: Oh the things! I'm going to do to you when I get you home!
Pantheon blushed as he neared them and both Zed and Sona looked up at him and both mischievous smiles and quickly forming red blushing cheeks.
Zed: Hey, Pantheon…didn't notice you there.
Pantheon, raised his hand wave to both of them trying not to chuckle.
There was a moment of silence and Pantheon could see the look on Zed's face as if he were listening intently to Sona. Remembering only Zed could hear her through some sort of extrasensory perception which also used to communicate with his shadow.
Zed, rolled his eyes as he kept listening to the voice in his head.
"Sona, says you look very handsome. She's also very sorry…about you and Leona but she's glad your happy with Ahri."
Pantheon, gave her a warm smile "Thank, you Sona"
She blushed and nodded her head.
"No! I'm not going to tell him. You think he's cute!' Zed, blurted out before thinking.
He took Sona by her arm and took her to the dance floor, as he walked by Pantheon he playfully spoke.
"Better get my date away from you, last thing you need is three woman fighting for your love" and gave him a taunting smirk. Which quickly disappear as Sona, jabbed him in the chest. Both of them walked towards the dance floor with Zed rubbing his chest and hissing. They both started dancing but not before Sona, gave Zed a soft kiss on the cheek.
Which filled Pantheon with slight jealousy. So that's what love looks like…lucky guy.
Pantheon's train of thought was quickly interrupted by a small tapping on his shoulder. He turned around and saw a small purple orb floating at eye level. He cocked his head to the side and saw Shen and Syndra about 15 feet from him. Syndra kept her hand palm up as the orb slowly floated towards her hand landed and disappeared. Shen, covered his face with his hand obviously embarrassed.
Pantheon made short strides walking towards the couple.
"Hey, Pantheon. Glad to see you've finally decided to show up to a social event. Even if it's alone." Shen spoke.
"No..i'm here with…" Before Pantheon could reply he was cute off.
"I have so much untapped power! That orb was just but a modicum of what I can do!" Syndra spoke excitedly towards Pantheon.
"You, must be Shen's better half. Syndra right?" Pantheon found it as the only appropriate reply.
" The Dark Sovereign" he heard Syndra mumble.
"Could you please stop saying that…you sound like a cheesy comic book villain." Shen replied playfully yet annoyed.
Syndra, flicked her silver white hair over her shoulder slapping Shen in the face.
"I WANT TO DANCE!" Syndra spoke in an ominous echoing tone.
"But my feet hurt, I've just worked a double shift at the Institute's clinic…" before Shen could finish speaking Syndra started to give off a small glow. Which caused Shen so slowly start to levitate.
"Okay! Okay! You win!" Shen spoke quickly.
"I'll let you finish saying good bye to your little friend and meet you in the dance floor" Syndra spoke in a haughty tone her lavender eyes gave Pantheon a belittling look.
She set Shen down and started making her way towards the dance floor.
"I hate it when she does that!"
Both men watched as Syndra walked towards the dance floor. Criss-crossing her legs and swaying her hips and when she reached the edge of the dance floor. She turned her head and blew Shen a kiss. Raised her hand to ear level used pointer finger in a beckoning motion.
"She's going to be the death of me some day…but I can't keep away." Shen, patted Pantheon on the shoulder and practically sprinted towards his "Sovereign".
Pantheon gave himself a light chuckle as saw Shen, wrap his arms around the shorter woman. Even through her crude and god complex demeanor he saw as Syndra rested her head on Shen's chest. She put on a small playful smile, like a little girl in love when Shen put his hand on the small of her back.
The pang of jealousy hit Pantheon even harder as he gave himself a smirk.
Can't wait for Ahri and I to be at that point…speaking of Ahri where is she?
Pantheon stood there, while people dressed to the 9s walked around him. The overhead lights and ambience of the room was very romantic for what he assumed was a light social sort of dance.
He looked around scanning for faces, most unfamiliar and some he knew from the matches. He noticed a pair of golden honey eyes, but they didn't register at first. Leona!?
He quickly scanned back to where he first spotted her. He was surprised to see her much closer walking towards him.
His mouth went dry and he found himself gulping trying to force saliva so he could force words. It had been weeks since he had seen her. He saw her soft smile, eyes full of love and regret. Yet he knew she was not the same woman he ones loved, but the woman who had broken his heart. He wanted to tell her how beautiful she looked in her golden gown, ivory gloves that went up to her forearms. She was truly radiant and he felt his heart start pounding. There was no hiding, he could only run for so long he could no longer hide from her.
He cleared his throat to speak her name, she was no more than 10 feet away. The lights on her auburn hair and golden dress made him weak at the knees. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, a man came and wrapped his arm around Leona's waist.
"Hello, cape crusader" (referring to Pantheon's usual cape) He heard Draven's familiar taunting and drizzly voice.
Pantheon had to close his mouth quickly as he realized his jaw had dropped open from the surprise.
He stood there with one eye brow raised giving Leona a quizzical look but she quickly looked away unable to see him eye to eye. While Draven, just gave him a shit eating grin, all the mean while holding Leona by the waist tightly.
"What a surprise to meet you here, Cape. But Draven and Sunshine (referring to Leona) here are going tare up the dance floor." As he called her Sunshine he squeezed her waist possessively.
Draven planted and unwanted kiss on Leona's cheek. Pantheon could already tell she was uncomfortable as soon as Draven showed up. But the kiss made Pantheon's blood boil, he didn't even notice Leona's reaction. He just felt his fist tightening and his inner warrior being summoned. But an angelic voice came to the rescue.
"Pantheon!"
He turned around to look across the room as the crowed split in Ahri's wake as she walked towards him.
Her hair up in a beautiful honey comb. She wore a red kimono with white roses. It was beautifully simple but his mind went blank, all his anger towards Draven and shock of seeing Leona and him together gone from his mind. All he could focus was on Ahri, the apple of his eye. Even though every man in the room couldn't keep their eyes off her curves in her tight Kimono as she walked elegantly towards Pantheon. Pantheon could only see her beautiful light yellow predatory vixen eyes and warm smile aimed towards him. Two simple pearl earrings swayed as she walked, everything about her was beautiful.
Leona, stood there her eyes watery in quiet misery. Doing everything her power to not make scene, no not here not in public. It would only publicly confirm her regret in losing the love of her life, her best friend to a stranger…to her. She wanted to pry Draven's ape like grip off her waist run over to Pantheon jump on him and plant a big long passionate kiss. But not before slapping that elegant loving smile off of Ahri.
But as her eyes flashed back and forth between the two, she saw the twinkle in Pantheon's eyes as he saw Ahri approached him. Like a groom watching his bride approach the altar. That twinkle he saved only for her, when he would return from his campaigns with beautiful elegant dresses, wrapped in burlap and twine. He would never bring anything for himself, but only for her. She knew her smile was his gift. Pantheon would wait for her in the living room. Hands covering his face, he would speak from behind his hands and ask.
"Can I look now?"
She would walk shily from her room. "You can look now".
He would always reply the same way with the same loving voice and words. The same words that ensured Leona, he was the man she would one day marry.
….
As Ahri, was within arm's reach of Pantheon. Leona looked and read his lips and he spoke the same words he had once only reserved for her. You look beautiful.
Leona's world came crashing down around her.
P.S I did the best I could self editing. I know some of you have gotten on my case about grammar. I may try harder to improve on that aspect. But I'm much more of a passionate type by the seat of my pants writer than a technical one. I can't promise anything…sorry to disappoint those who get bothered by grammatical errors.