Hey Guys! Okay so I had a little bit of an issue before with Chapter one. Way too friggin long. So! Started again and split it into the first three chapters! I suggest you reread em because I changed a few things :p But! I really do hope you like it and I'm gonna try and get to writing more often! New Chapter Four though! :) P.S. It's rated M for way later scenes and I shall write warnings for those!
Amy smiled as she looked over the stuff that Art had laid out. Most of it was art supplies, but some were simple dresses.
"So…how are we packing this…?"
"A little trick I learned over the years I've been traveling."
"And that is?"
"You see all this stuff? First I pack it," Which it already really was, in two suit cases. "and then…" She slipped her fingers into the small pouch of bright blue sparkly powder, dusting it over the two bags. They began to float, slowly shrinking until they were about the size of her thumb nail. She slipped them onto a spiraled bracelet on her wrist, clasping it shut.
"That's ridiculously cool." Amy said, laughing. "I live with Rogue so I don't have to pack things… well now I do."
Art smiled, pulling out a small bag of the same magic and handing it to Amy. "Here, if you ever need it." She smiled as she hooked it onto her quiver, "Thanks. So…you're living with Bunny now huh?"
Art blushed, "Well…yeah…he asked me because I didn't really have a home so…"
"Aww, isn't he sweet? Do you like him?" Amy giggled, "You know, aside from him being a giant kangaroo and all."
"He's not a kangaroo!" Art shouted, a blush filling her cheeks. "Sorry…didn't mean to snap…"
Amy stared blankly at her for a moment before laughing, "You like him."
"I…I…I…"
Amy smiled widely, "Yes! I totally ship…uhm…I think you guys look adorable together."
"You think so…?" Art blushed as her words left her in a partial whisper.
"Hell yeah! I hope I get that one day. The look."
"I'm sure you will, I mean doesn't Rogue look at you that-"
"Rogue?! No way he doesn't…nope. He's too…no he doesn't look at me that way, too busy with other things."
Art smiled, leaning on the trunk of the tree. They were standing in a bit of a forest, where she'd decided to look through her things to see what she had before she packed it again. "Oh please…I see the way he looks at you."
"Like what? A student? 'cause that's what I am to him." Amy rolled her eyes and toyed with her hair.
"No, I think he really likes you. Plus, you're both so alike."
"He likes me as a student, Art, nothing more…" She shrugged, "Plus, I'm sure he gets irritated with our alikeness anyway…"
"No, I bet he thinks it's cute. And besides, I'm not asking what you think he sees of you. I'm asking what you see him as."
"I don't know…I mean…he's sweet and all…but…I can't help but think all he sees me as is his student…it blocks out any thought of him as anything else." A frown pressed to her lips, but she quickly forced it back to neutral.
"Well, maybe you need some time and since you uh…" Art giggled, blushing again, "you introduced me to Bunny, maybe I can help you find your guy."
"Maybe." Amy laughed, smiling. "It's pretty great having a girl friend now…I could only really ever talk to Rogue before."
"Trust me…I know how it feels. I mean the only real people I had for friends were Tooth and Sandy, and he's not much of a talker. And all my others…well…they were never like me so…" She referred to the immortality, which made her frown until Amy's hand gripped her shoulder with care. "Well, hey, we got each other now."
She nodded, "Yeah, I got you, Tooth, Sandy, Rogue, and…"
"Bunny?"
"…Yeah…I have him now too. And he named me 'Arthina, Spirit of the Creativity'. Got a nice ring to it doesn't it?"
"It's perfect."
"What's your title?"
"I don't know…Rogue never gave me a name besides Amy."
"Aren't you a guardian like him and Bunny?"
"Kind of…I'm more his assistant than anything."
"Hm…well if you're not a guardian then…why not come up with your title like…um…"
"Huh…um…maybe…just…Amoura? I don't know really." She laughed.
"How about 'Amoura Spirit of Love' maybe a little like me? Or maybe you can still think about it. How about asking Rogue?"
"Maybe…you all packed?"
"Oh yeah, I'm done. What about you?"
"I'll just pick up a bag from Rogue's castle on our way out."
"Now that you mention that…"
"What?"
"You told me that Rogue won't let you near his arrows because he said you're not ready, right?"
"Yeah…"
"Well, as long as you don't tell the guys, I'm willing to help you get them." Amy's eyes went wide as a mischievous smile spread across Art's face.
"Really? You will? Yes!"
"Yeah, but we get in and get out because we've been here for…how long?"
"Half an hour I suppose."
"Okay well, I don't want Bunny to worry so let's go now and then we'll leave in the morning! Is it normal to feel happy and nervous at the same time?"
"To get the arrows now?"
"No, about this trip. This is going to be the first time I go with a friend and no have to worry about losing them to age or illness and it's well…it's…how can I put this..a new chapter in my book, but a new beginning too."
"Actually, I meant are we leaving now for the arrows but…yeah it's normal…I've never really had anyone but Rogue." Art laughed a little as she felt she might have taken it a little overboard.
"Yeah, let's go now." She waved her arm around herself, golden dust enveloping her. Amy fluttered her wings out and flew up to hug her.
"This is going to be great!"
"Yeah! But uh, doesn't Rogue have like, guards or something?"
"Uh…yeah…damn…don't worry, we'll walk in like we own the place."
"Don't you? I mean you live with him so…aren't you like a uh co-owner?"
"Yeah, but I'm his student remember."
"Oh…but his guards won't hurt you so nothing to worry about, right?"
"Of course not…well…"
"Well what? They won't attack you. Me on the other hand…is that what you're worried about?"
"No, I mean they'll see you with me but um…I'm afraid of being seen by…them, not the guards but…them."
Art raised her eyebrow in question. "Uh, little-very little problem…don't worry about it! Let's go!" Art laughed, What have I gotten myself into?
Amy and Art landed on the front steps of Rogue's castle. "Now what?" Art asked, looking up at the immense castle doors. "Easy, just walk in with me, don't say a word, and uh…smile!"
Amy slipped her arm into Art's walking with her through the doors and up the central staircase, nodding hello to the guards as she guided her to the hall where the vault was.
"Now…just…don't…make…a….sound…" Amy whispered as she stepped as light as she could. Gusts of wind caused by her wings would have made them much louder, which is why she chose not to fly. Amy bit her lip as she stared at the key code lock on the outside of the vault. 'Oh man…why does he have to lock it this bad? He probably changed it since last time…it's not Valentine's day anymore…so…another important date?' She took the risk and put in her birthdate, which was actually the day that Rogue and her met. It unlocked and she exhaled, smiling widely.
"That was easy!" She exclaimed, suddenly clasping her hands over her mouth as she gasped. "Dammit!" An arrow shot past them, "His quiver is in the back, I'll get them, you um…just dodge!" Art evaded each arrow. "Al-rig-ht!" Amy ran, dodging arrows and ran to the quiver, ignoring the wall safe in front of her, picking up the arrows and ran back, grabbing Art and running out, slamming the vault door shut.
"Nice job." Art said, smiling.
"Where to now?" Amy asked, walking over to the window.
"The warren!" Art darted out of the window, laughter ringing from her. Amy laughed and jumped out as well, wings spread out.
"So, how does it feel to have his arrows?" Art asked her, smiling.
"Great! I just don't know how I'll hide…oh! Your powder!"
"Yes! And if you ever want to make them normal again just toss it up and it'll land perfect in your hands. It's pretty convenient actually. But don't you think he'll find out that they're missing?"
"Oh yeah, eventually…but I'll try to persuade him not to kill me." Amy dusted the powder over the quiver, and it slowly morphed into a small charm that she slipped into her sash.
"Awesome."
"Tell me about it…how do you think I bring all my art supplies with me?"
"It's brilliant." Amy smiled as she landed on the grassy plains of the warren.
"Where do you think Bunny is?"
"Either with Rogue or somewhere thinking about you." Amy chuckled.
"No he's not." Art argued, blush creeping up as she couldn't hold the giggle back.
"You know what, he's probably talking to Rogue about you."
"Would you shut up? If anything, Rogue is talking all about you."
Amy snickered, "Yeah okay, anyways, wanna go find em?"
Art nodded, wincing as Amy suddenly shouted. "Cupid! Kangaroo! Where are you?!" She laughed, earning a short playful glare from Art. "He is not a kangaroo and would you please keep your voice down? I want to find them not scare them."
"Why not both? Rogue! Bunny!"
"Bunny! Rogue!"
Bunny's ear twitched from his seat on the grass as he stopped mid-sentence, "Did ya hear somethin?" "Hear what?" Rogue asked, dropping the grass sliver out of his hand that he was toying with.
"Dunno, thought I heard someone…anyways…yeah uh…I like her…but don't you think she wants someone more um…well…human?"
"I don't really know her but I doubt it. If anything I'll ask Amy and see what she think-" He suddenly looked around, "Did I just hear?"
"Where the hell could they have gone? Cupid!" Amy shouted. "Bunny! Where are you?!" Art called out, looking around.
"I think I hear Art?" Bunny smiled.
"Me too…which means Amy's back!"
"Course you'd be excited for that one." He chuckled, Rogue nudging him with a laugh.
"You're one to talk!" He jumped up, rushing to the source of the sound. For a hundred years he'd been on the same one track friendship with Amy, but now things were changing, and maybe he could finally fix things. Bunny laughed and hopped after him, excitement coursing through him.
"Bunny! Where can they be, Amy?"
Amy shrugged, "I don't know."
The guys had come up behind them, and Bunny smiled, stopping and tapping his foot on the ground, creating a portal beneath her. She gasped as she fell through, appearing up in front of Bunny as he caught her.
"Bunny…?" She groaned, a playful sound out of her sudden fear.
He smiled widely, "Art." She smiled, wrapping her arms around him after he let her down. "Bunny!"
He blushed, hugging her back.
"Hey there."
"Hi!" She suddenly felt embarrassed at the girlish way she was acting, but she smiled anyway.
"You all packed for your trip?"
Art nodded, "Yeah…hey, where's Rogue?"
"Uh…he was just with me…"
Rogue smiled as he crept up behind Amy, "Right…here!"
Amy yelped, turning around to face him. "Jesus, Cupid!"
He laughed, "Scaring you never gets old…"
She shoved him playfully, "Jerk…"
Amy smiled up at him, "Did ya miss us?"
He smiled down at her, dark blue eyes staring into teal ones. "Of course I did."
Amy blushed lightly, "So…um…what do you want to do?"
Rogue chuckled, "Let's ditch the lovebirds for now…give em privacy?"
Amy giggled, "Fine, I'm so gonna win…" She whispered the last part, beginning to stroll away as Art and Bunny continued their conversation.
"Oh please…while you girls were packing and talking about your trip, art, and…shoes or something, Bunny and I were talking about her and yo-love." He held back saying he was talking about her, still uncertain of her feelings. "I think I know what to do!"
Amy pouted, "First off, we were very much talking about love, thank you very much, second…what?"
"I'm not telling you, but just so we're clear…how does she feel about him?"
"I'm not telling you." She mimicked, smiling.
"Fine then, I won't tell you how he feels."
"Oh please, it's so obvious. He's giving her that look."
"Yeah, well, it doesn't matter if I know what she thinks anyway because I could probably get them together without even looking or using my bow."
"To be honest, I think they're winning the bet."
"What do you mean?"
"They're falling in love already, even without our help."
"Well yeah but it's still our job to help them."
"True…hey, do you ever think about finding that? Someone else?"
He smiled, "Yeah, all the time…" His lips pressed thin, trying to withhold the pain that rose in his chest. He remembered the fair, the school dances, the dates, and he shut his eyes tightly for a moment, trying to forget that those moments were once with the girl that stood beside him. "What about you?"
"Eventually, but it's harder for us, you know?"
"Yeah, I know….we could live a million years and never find them but…"
"But?" She stared up at him, stopping in her walk.
"Bunny and Art found each other, so that's good enough for us until we find our own love."
"True…we should leave them be for the night." She said, nudging him.
"Yeah, but I'm still going to beat you. I'm gonna be the one they make the toast to at their wedding."
She laughed, slipping her arm into his, "Yeah okay sure…" He smiled, happy at her touch.
"Does Art know about the Tooth thing you tried to pull with Bunny?"
"Uh…I don't know, but she'd probably kill me if she found out." She laughed, leaning into him as they walked.
He smiled a bit wider, "That's what I was afraid of…"
"Yeah, but it was harmless! I mean, I wasn't really aiming…at least I wasn't using your arrows."
"Yeah, like I'd ever let you use my arrows…tell you what, figure out my password again and you can use one." He laughed, and she laughed harder.
"It's probably Valentine's day again or something stupid."
"Not even close…it's a little more important than that."
"Oh? How important?" She nudged him with her head as they continued to walk. She wanted to know if he really thought the day they met was important to him.
"It's pretty damn important actually…"
"One day, you'll tell me, you know that right? I mean, I've been your assistant for almost what…fifty years?"
"Yeah…but no."
Amy gasped dramatically, "So you're saying you'll never trust me?!"
"No, what I'm saying is that I don't want another accident. Not after what happened in Denmark…You remember that don't you?" She cringed, taking her head off his shoulder but keeping her limp arm in his.
"Yeah, if it wasn't for me, I'm pretty sure that Manny would've taken your powers away…"
"Okay but it was a complete accident! She had the girl's voice and it was super dark."
He laughed, "It's a good thing Art is going with you…"
"Hey, I'm not that bad at this okay…? It's hard…love is so complicated." She dropped her arm, which pained him slightly.
"It is, but I think you'll be better off with someone going with you anyway."
"Yeah…hey maybe we can take a trip one day? Hit up Arendelle in Norway? It's lovely there in the summer…"
"You think so? I heard there are trolls who are well…love experts."
Amy laughed, "Oh yeah? Well, we can go after I come back from my trip."
"Yeah, well, you better come back soon then…"
She smiled, "Why? You wanna go that soon? Or are you gonna miss me?" He blushed, humming and then chuckling.
"What, you are?"
"I…" He bit his lip and then pointed out to the artsy couple's direction. "Look! Bunny is going to put his arm around Art!" Amy lit up, turning, "What?! I don't see them from here!"
Rogue spread his thick wings, smiling as he shot up. "Can't believe you fell for that." He muttered under his breath, smiling. She looked back to see him up in the air. "Are you ditching me?!" She leapt up, wings flapping as she hovered in front of him.
"What? I'm sorry I just can't hear you from up here!" He shouted, eyes looking up as if he couldn't hear her. She flapped her wings hard enough to launch herself up to float just in front of him, face inches away. "Are you ditching me, cupid?" "N-no I was just flying to…to…"
Amy smiled, hands on her hips, "To?" "To…to…go home! I can't exactly leave the staff without their boss I mean they'll think it's a day off! That's it!" He spun and flew, wings brushing Amy causing her to laugh and follow.
"Then I'll come too! It's getting late anyway…"
"Don't you want to stay with Art?" He asked, glancing back.
"Nah, she's got Bunny! I'll just come early tomorrow!" She caught up, smiling.
"Alright well, I just gotta check the staff, the castle, and the vault, then I'll sleep too."
"Uh! I can um check for you! You've gotta be tired!"
He smiled, "Alright you check the staff and castle, and I'll check on the vault."
She shook her head, "What if we trade? I'll check the vault, you know, the staff don't exactly see me as a higher up, you're the boss."
"Well…I don't really need you trying to get in again so…no. Plus the staff doesn't exactly trust you considering you tried pairing them up once!"
"But you should really go to the staff. Trust me I can check the vault."
He chuckled, stopping mid-flight. "Tell you what? Let's make a bet. If I get there first, I'll check everything and you deal with the staff. If you win, we switch. Deal? I'll even give you a head start." He smiled, arms crossed. She laughed, "So it's a race?" Her wings fluttered excitedly, "You're on Cupid!" He nudged his head towards the castle's direction, gesturing for her to go. She smiled widely and spiraled off into the sky, heading straight for the castle. I'll get there. I win. He never finds out! She thought, smiling. "Good thing I haven't shown her the shortcut, avoids headwinds." He started flying, dipping up above the clouds to avoid the winds.
Amy flapped her wings harder and faster, and smiled eagerly as she saw the castle in the distance. She glanced behind her, not seeing Rogue. "He must be so far behind!" Rogue smiled as he dropped down from above her, "Closer than you think, Amy!" She screamed, wings faltering a bit as he sped up ahead of her.
"No! Don't!" He laughed, "Ha! I'm gonna win!" "Rogue!" She flew as fast as she could, her small wings flapping dangerously hard. "Just- a little- more!" His wings felt tired as he rushed, but he was so close. Amy pumped her wings hard, but screamed out in pain as her left wing sprained out and she fell down, landing hard on the courtyard of the castle.
"Amy!" Rogue stopped from his aim for the balcony, dropping down beside her. "Are you alright?!" He came up to her as she sat up, feeling the pain in her left wing. "Yeah I-I'm fine." She smiled at him, trying to keep her tough exterior. "No, you're not." He looked over her wing, "Well, the good news is that I can fix that and you won't miss your trip. Bad news, you lost." He tried to play a joke, which she laughed to. "Yeah, yeah, I lost." He smiled, kneeling and holding his hand out. "Can you stand? You didn't break anything else did you?" She shook her head, taking his hand and let him pull her to her feet.
"Well, I'll just check the staff and have them check everything else. Let's get you to your room so I can heal you. Uh, actually I'll get you to my room. I've got the healing stuff there." She blushed as he suddenly lifted her in his arms, bridal style. "T…thanks." She hummed, smiling. "It's nothing." He flapped his wings and made a quick jump to land at the castle doors, which were immediately opened by the two guards standing there.
"Luna! John!" He called out to the head of the staff, gently letting Amy down. Luna and John stepped out from opposite ends of the castle, walking quickly but with poise. Luna had silvery white hair, not from age, which was up in a loose bun and brown eyes that were so light they almost looked golden. She wore her black dress that she always did, long sleeved with a low cut and a skirt that reached her knees, pinching at her hips by a white and red belt with matching white heels. John had messy brown curls that were loose and hung just above his eyes, which were a vibrant blue. He was wearing a princely sort of suit, white undershirt, golden doublet, red overcoat, and navy blue pants tucked into black boots.
"Yes, Lord Rogue?" They practically said in unison, over looking the situation.
"Take Amoura to my room to rest, she sprained her wing harshly." He looked down at the red-head that was still partially in his arms. "I'll be right there. If you need anything, just ask them." She nodded, walking over to Luna and John with her left wing hanging painfully.
The doors pushed open to a room Amy knew. It had a white tiled floor and ceiling, with cream walls that were lined in gold on the bottom and top. The king-sized bed was pressed against the right wall, a large white canopy hanging over maroon blankets and white pillows and golden frame. To the left of the bed was a large white and gold wardrobe, and directly across from it was white and golden baby grand piano, which had a shelf to it's left filled with books. Across from the door were large and windowed double doors that led to a balcony with ornate golden railings and silver picnic table with two chairs.
Luna held Amy's elbow as she led her to sit up on his plush bed, smiling and nodding as the girl set herself comfortably. "Thanks." Amy said, feeling the urge to spread her wings in a stretch but restrained herself to keep from pain.
"It's nothing at all, milady. As Lord Rogue's significant other we can't exactly have you feeling any discomfort." Amy opened her mouth to protest, a blush resting on her cheeks.
"Oh, I'm uh I'm not…I'm not his significant…"
"Of course." John politely interrupted, a smile on his face, one of playfulness.
"Do you require anything else before we take our leave?" He asked, arms folded behind his back.
"Uh, no I'm good. Just let him know I'm settled." Amy nodded, still feeling heat in her cheeks. They think he and I are…together?
Luna smiled, "Of course. Goodnight, Lady Amelia. Uh-Sorry, I meant Lady Amy." Luna bit her lip in embarrassment, earning a short glare from John who simply smiled at Amy and turned, walking to the door. They both left, leaving Amy alone.
Amy played with her fingers, humming a tune as she tried to ignore the pain in her wing. She was smiling at the titles she was given early. Significant other. Lady. It made her feel stupidly giddy, but she liked it. After a few moments, she tried to spread her wings, pain quickly shooting up and down her wing to her spine. "Dammit!" She groaned, fingers gripping the blanket of the bed.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing? You're gonna make it worse!" Rogue lectured, stepping the room.
"I was just testing it out, jeez…" She said, looking up at him with a half smile.
"Well, don't 'test it out' until I fix it, okay?" His voice seemed stern, but his face expressed worry.
"Okay…but how exactly are you going to fix it anyway?" She asked, wincing as she drew her wings slowly back. He smiled, walking over and sitting beside her.
"Think back to the day we met. You were pretty out of it and when you saw me you got scared. You tried to run away but you fell and hit your head, pretty hard too. And then you woke up here without any pain."
She laughed softly, "Yeah, I remember that. I don't know why I was so scared of you…you're not scary looking, just cute." A blush rose on both their faces, but reddened more on his. "Uh…well I had healed you. Finding love for others isn't my only talent. I thought you'd remember that?"
"Kind of…but-" She hissed, biting the inside of her lip.
"C-could you work your magic, please?" He nodded, gesturing for her to turn her back to him. She turned, wincing as she spread her wings out.
"I'm gonna put my hand on your wing, it's going to hurt, but it'll heal it. You ready?"
She nodded, "Hit me."
He gently placed his hand on the thick upper bone, a golden glow slowly radiating out along it. She locked her jaw, trying her best to restrain showing pain. "You okay so far?" He asked, trying his best to speed the healing without hurting her. "Perfect." The glow illuminated her entire left wing and then slowly faded. His hand retreated, falling to his lap.
"How do you feel?" He asked as she turned to face him. She slowly pulled her wings in and out. "Whoa…so much better…thank you." She smiled softly, her eyes falling into his. He blushed lightly, "It's no problem…try flying?" She nodded and flapped her wings, floating gently above the bed. "Feels like new!" He laughed, reaching up and pulling her down by her hand, keeping it in his loosely.
"Now you won't have to postpone your trip. Although, I'm pretty sure she wouldn't mind spending a few extra days with Bunny." Just like I wouldn't mind spending a few extra days with you. He thought, smiling.
"Oh really?" She laughed.
"You know it's the truth."
"Yeah, yeah, hey! Maybe we should do the trip to Arendelle this summer! Go to the coronation of their queen back then?"
He smiled, "Sounds great! You should still go with Art though, considering the coronation isn't for a month. That way I'll have time to help Bunny with his surprise."
"Sure, that's good. But, what surprise?"
"Well, if I tell you what it is, then you have to promise me what she says about him. I'll even tell you what he said." He gave her hand a gently squeeze, smiling at her.
"Fine…but only on one condition."
"Okay fine. I have a question, too. But you first."
"Help me be a better guardian?" She asked, a sad smile pressed into her lips.
"What are you talking about? You're already a great one!"
"Yeah, but I messed up with the Ariel thing-"
"It was just one time. Come on, don't forget I messed up before too. The Roth Smith fiasco?"
She laughed softly, still a sad smile on her face. "Right…still…help me?"
He frowned, "Fine, even though you don't need my help. How about we test your skills in Arendelle?"
She nodded, smiling. "Sure. Anyways, what was your question?"
He smiled, "It's related to the surprise. How does Art carry her stuff? I didn't see a suitcase or anything…"
"Oh, well she has this magic, like your love dust, that shrinks it into a small charm that she hooks onto a bracelet. It's pretty neat…"
"Really? Is she taking all of her stuff?"
Amy nodded.
"The thing is…Bunny wanted to have her room ready for her when she came back, and her own little art station with a view of the meadows."
"Oh, aw! That's so sweet! Well, um, I guess I'll convince her to leave her stuff with him."
"Thanks. Just tell her to take her clothes and that's really all she needs."
"I will. It's so weird seeing Bunny in love."
"Yeah…to think of our big, 6'1, egg loving kangaroo friend in love…"
"It's so sweet. I wish I had that…um! Not the uh not Bunny, just love."
"You will, maybe not anytime soon, but you will…" 'Even if it's not with me…' He thought, squeezing her hand.
"I hope so…" She mused, looking up at him, eyes captured by his. He stared softly into her oceanic eyes, the teal shining brightly. She sighed softly, which made him realize what was happening. He cleared his throat, eyes still locked on hers. "Well…it uh…it's getting late…and you…you need rest so…"
She blushed, smiling nervously. "Y-yeah I…I do."
"So…um…" She loosened her hold on his hand, "I guess I'll um…I'll see you in the morning before I leave then?"
"Yeah, um, what time are you leaving?"
"At eleven I believe." She said, standing up.
"Do you still wanna watch the sunrise?" He asked, eyes filled with hope. Amy and him had always watched the sunrise whenever they could, which was why there was a table out on the balcony. "Of course." She smiled, walking backwards to the door. "It's my favorite part of the day…"
"I know…I remember the first night I found that out about you. Nearly gave me a heart attack when I came in to check up on you, considering it was only your second day here. Found you up on the rooftop, and when I came to talk to you, you were still scared of me…I know why you were, I mean I was just this random guy who found you and helped you as best I could…and in return you became a part of my life…"
Amy blushed at his speech, staring softly at him without words. He suddenly realized what he was saying, and scratched at the back of his head, smiling awkwardly. "Um, y-you should probably really go get some rest…I'll go wake you when it's time."
She blushed, nodding as she stepped back, "Good night Cu-" She hit the door, "Rogue." She smiled, reaching the doorknob as twisting it, opening the door and stepping out, glancing back at him for a moment before shutting it. Amy stared at the door for a moment, then turned, walking to her room.
Rogue peaked out, making sure she was gone before walking to the vault. He walked past the empty podium, where his quiver and bow would have been sitting, completely oblivious to it's emptiness, and twisted the safe in the wall open. He pulled out a silver locket, a rose engraved on one side, and slowly opened it, eyes already blurred with tears. Inside was a photo of a man with his brown hair and eyes, and a girl with brown hair and Amy's eyes, together on one side, and on the other was their names engraved. He sniffed, walking out and to his room, leaning on the balcony railing and staring up at the full moon, which was always full in his eyes.
"Hey…I know I haven't talked to you in a long time…there's really not a chance she'll remember me, huh? I know Tooth could help…but I don't want her to learn her memories. I want her to remember them." He shrugged, pain filling his chest. "But…I want her to be happy. I don't want her to live life like I did those five years…just watch over her please? Help her find true love…even if it isn't me. Just keep her happy, will ya?" He sniffed and smiled, shutting his eyes and gripping the locket tightly. "I just want her to be happy…"
Bunny smiled as he settled down on the grass, the warmth of sunset long gone. Art sat beside him, cape wrapped around her shoulders like a blanket.
"This is absolutely beautiful…" She mused, falling back suddenly on the grass, feeling warmth in it. He had jumped at her sudden fall, but chuckled and fell back to lay beside her.
"I'm never actually out here this late…I usually knock out early." He said, crossing his arms behind his head. She frowned, looking over at him.
"I'm sorry, am I keeping you up?"
He shook his head. "No!" Too quick of an answer, ya idiot. He scolded himself, giving her a smile. "Of course not. I don't mind company really…it's pretty fun…It's a nice change."
She looked back up at the sky, mindlessly stretching her arm out to sit between them. "How many do you think there are?" She asked, eyes lazily trying to count them, even though she knew it was useless.
"Thousands." He hummed, placing his paw on her hand. She blushed, eyes flicking to the side but back up at the sky as her chest expanded with a huge nervous breath, lips curving into a smile. They laid there for minutes, which felt like hours, and her eyes slowly fell closed. He took note in her steady breathing, and turned his eyes to her. "Art?" He whispered, to which there was no response. He chuckled, wanting to lay there for the rest of the night. But he knew she probably wouldn't be that comfortable on the grass all night long anyway. He slowly moved to slip his arms under her, lifting her carefully. She easily fit in his arms, and in her sleep snuggled into his furry chest. He felt the heat in his cheeks, and made his way to the little cottage in the distance.
He pushed the door open with his foot, shutting it the same way and making his way up the stairs. It was a small cottage, but had two stories. He stood in the hallway, glancing between the two doors. There weren't any extra beds aside from his, and he didn't really feel like it would be a nice thing to let her sleep on the couch. He nudged the door open, looking around his messy room. He groaned, but walked over and gently placed her down on his bed. It was a full-sized bed, with thick olive green blankets and two beige pillows. He took one of the blankets and wrapped it around her, smiling at her for a moment before touching his nose to her cheek. She smiled in her sleep, reaching out and pulling in the pillow, hugging it sleepily. He chuckled under his breath, stepping back as quietly as he could, shutting the door.