A/N: So I have no idea where this is going (I need help review pls omg), but i really wanted to write this because I'm drowning in feels for iparing. Enjoy :)

disclaimer: nothing but the idea is mine.

CHAPTER ONE: JUNE

I smile when I think of the way that we'd met again that day. It brings a fresh flood of memories into my head, him and I sitting on the couch, tensely apart, wishing we lived in a better world.

"You know,sometimes I wonder what things would be like if I just … met you one day. Like normal people do. If just walked by you on some street one sunny morning and thought you were cute, stopped, shook your hand, and said, 'Hi, I'm Daniel.' "

His words echo in my mind, vibrating with feeling and reminding me of the look in his eyes as we shook hands.

I had let him go because he deserved it. Day, left to scavenge the streets by the mistake of the Republic. My light, left to live in a dark world.

Now I finally have a second chance. Fate is giving me a new path to follow, a place start over. Now that I have a chance to maybe not live a lonely life, my world seems brighter. I hear music and see lights so vividly I almost think I am drowning in them, floating in their beauty. And in the quiet of the night, the thought of a second chance is so sweet that I cling to it tight until I can fall asleep.

I'm afraid that I'll hurt him again, but I have to remind myself that this is a new world. The Republic and the Colonies, or now the United States, are in healthy condition. At least healthier than I'd ever seen. All is well.

After I'd left Anden and Ollie joined Metias in the stars, I had been alone, resigning myself to vigorous work outs with my squadrons and lazy dinners in my bed. I visited Tess and Pascao frequently, as I did tonight with Day.

Or Daniel, but I'm not sure I'm used to that yet. Daniel.

I haven't felt his name on my lips in so long; it feels so foreign and familiar at the same time. We'd walked together and I was careful not to touch him, even as my heart swelled at how healthy and happy he looked. A dancing fire lights in his eyes, different from his defiant fire as before, a fire tamed and joyful, sending warmth into his words. I'd felt that warmth linger on me, burning away my pain, my sorrow, my losses. All these years, I never forgot him. He was always on the back of my mind, tucked safe and sound, brought out in times of trouble to bring me strength.

All I wanted to do was take his face in my hands, to drown myself in him as I did before, I think embarrassingly.

You can't, June. He doesn't know you that well, I had to remind myself.

Yet.

What do I do? Do I act as a friend? An innocent flirting girl? What can I tell him?

Now that I finally get him back, I don't know where to start.

~ To be continued, Patriots~

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