Summoner Hakri was pissed. He'd seen what had happened last night, and he didn't like it one bit. Before this goddam perfect Justa arrived, he and his two cronies: John and Jack, were Ahri's favorite "companions". Of course they only used her for her body, but they were experienced and they were her favorites. Used to be her favorites. But things were getting dire, Ahri obviously loved this man; not liked or loved doing it with him; she loved him. That was a problem. He either needed to get him to reveal a flaw that was irreparable, get removed from the Institute, or get removed in general. His cronies would follow him anywhere and he knew it, no matter the cost. A smile tugged the corners of his lips as a plan formed in his mind. He knew Ahri's biggest weakness and he could single out Justa easily on the date. It was a matter of being discreet until the right time.

Ahri looked in the mirror, checking to make sure she looked great before the first date. Behind her, on the shelf she saw the glowing orb, the essence orb. She sighed as she remembered its past. It gave her all her powers when she held it, but she was always tempted to steal someone's life. Tonight, for once, she just wanted to be normal, to have no risk. She would leave the ball here, rare for her on a night out. She would be venerable, but no one in their right minds would pick a fight with a champion anyways. Her thoughts drifted to thoughts of Justa.

A knock on the door rallied her out of her dream. It was only 5:49, he was really early. She took a peep through the peephole and realized what day it was.

"Goddamit Ahri, open up! It's your turn to take care of Gnar for the next two days!" Olaf yelled through the door.

Ahri opened it. "Come on Olaf. Please, not tonight. I've got my first date with Justa!"

"You've skipped taking care of Gnar for your last five turns for some excuse! Not tonight! I'm pretty tough, but standing two more days with this furry little guy is going to ruin me!" Ahri did note that Olaf, looked unusually disheveled.

"Fine, I'll take him for tonight." She opened up her arms. "Hop over here little guy!"

Gnar took the advantage of hopping on Olaf's head right into Ahri's embrace, triggering a stream of curses from Olaf and giggling from the other two.

"Good night Ahri, don't forget to feed him every two hours!"

"Bye Olaf, get some rest!"

Ahri closed the door and led Gnar into her room. He instantly took to jumping on her bed. "This little guy really loves to hop." Ahri thought "I hope it doesn't get him too hyped up."

Someone, presumably Justa, knocked on the door. "I'll just explain Gnar to him. Maybe it'll help break the ice."

"Come on Gnar!" She called.

Ahri opened the door and was stunned. Justa was certainly looking very suave tonight. He wasn't dressed up especially fancy, with a blue collared shirt and khakis. In his hands was a beautiful bouquet.

"Hey Ahri!"

"Justa!" She stepped outside and gave him a close hug. "I have just the place to put those flowers! Also, there might be a small problem with our date night, nothing about you."

Justa tried to hide the disappointment, but it was still clear. She took the flowers. "Come in for a moment."

"Sure, thanks. Wow, you have a really ni-." Whoomp. Gnar had taken the opportunity to jump off the bed right into Justa's stomach and hug him tight, causing Justa to exhale rapidly.

"That's enough Gnar. Stop that please."

"It's OK Ahri," said Justa, laughing, "I have a soft spot for Gnar."

"Well you'd better," Ahri said "the hitch was that he's joining us for our date night."

Justa, Ahri and Gnar walked over the river that was the border of Institute grounds and Demacia. The river was wide, created in a two mile circle around the Institute, flowing south, through Bandle City, and eventually to the sea.

"I've never been able to swim, really. I'm honestly scared of water." Ahri said. The night was quiet and they were alone on the road, having only seen three other people in dark black hunting cloaks. No greetings were exchanged as they walked past silently on their business. They were cozy as a group though, with Justa's arm around Ahri and Gnar sitting on his shoulders, occasionally getting off to play with Ahri's tails.

"That's interesting. Why do you go to the baths so much then?"

"The baths are safe, and I only ever go in the hot tub."

"Swimming is fun. I can teach you if you want."

Ahri looked up at Justa as smiled. He loved that smile. "That'd be really great."

They crossed the bridge out of the Institute, the restaurant was only a mile away.

The Yordle cuisine was buzzing, like it always was. It was packed with many yordles, all jovial and pint-sized. Gnar had a fun time and was surrounded by a crowd of fans, all wanting to see the wild yordle that had represented Bandle City so many times. Ahri and Justa asked for a booth and sat down, ordering three Human-sized steaks with mashed potatoes.

"Ahri."

"Yes, Justa?"

"I feel, like I know alot about you, but you don't know much about me? Maybe you want me to share some stuff?"

"That's true. What did you do before you got to the League?"

"That's a deep one, but you ought to know. I grew up in Zaun, a dangerous place ruled by warlords. My mother and father made technology for one of them in agreement that they would feed us, house us, and keep us safe from rival gangs."

"Wow. Your Mom and Dad must be really great at science."

Justa exhaled, fighting tears. "They were really great at science. Too great. They discovered a weapon so powerful, but easy to recreate. Instead of telling their gang leader, they gave the secret to the league, under the promise that they would not tell who gave it to them. The league announced a new weapon: The Hextech Gunblade. There was a balance press conference with liquor. One of the spokespeople either got tipsy or forgot the agreement. They named my parents. We didn't even know when the hitmen arrived. I hid in a barrel of water, supplied just yesterday by the same gang that killed my parents that day. As they all ran upstairs to find me I slipped out of the barrel, dodged the one guy at the door who was holding a sword, and ran out and away. I was two weeks from my tenth birthday. I went to an orphanage, where my powers were noticed and I wound up in the league. I just wish… wish… that my parents… parents could see me here." Justa was close to breaking down, Ahri could feel it. She leaned over the small table and kissed him for all it was worth. He returned the kiss, he was inexperienced and sloppy at at, but she just smiled and kept going. Gnar returned a minute later.

"Gnaaaarrrrr! Yeaaa-Daaaa!"

Ahri and just broke away, both red with embarrassment. Gnar sat down on Justa's lap, provoking giggles from Ahri as the yordle bounced up and down, ready for food.

Luckily the food was quick to come, but Gnar wanted Ahri to feed him and still stay on Justa's lap so the going was slow. The yordle's habit of not sitting still would make sure that there would be a plentiful supply of stains on Justa's pants.

When the happy group finally headed out at past 10, they're spirits were high. Little did they know that the 3 other travelers on the road tonight were watching them from the woods.