Lightning ordered one more from the female bartender, who smiled and passed another her way. It was supposed to be a girl's night out but her friends- or who she thought were her friends; Stella, Scarlet, Ashe and Aerith had ditched her for something better. Scratch that Stella had actually shown up but was lost somewhere in the crowd. Now the pinkette was fiddling with her shorts and t-shirt hem sitting on a barstool indulging in many glasses of whatever hard liquor combination this was.

"What's eating you?" A voice from next to her asked, curiously. She tilted her head to the side, how many had she drunk so far?

"Hmm?"

"You seem upset, what is it?" He was attractive. It probably was just her alcoholic induced hormones that made her want to drool over his face.

"Yep, because I have friends that suck...well maybe not Stella- no, Stella sucks too, she ditched me," She dropped her arms down and her forehead met on the wood of the bar with a loud distinct thud. It was even heard over the bumping bass system.

He chuckled, "So you're here while your friends are off doing something else."

"Thank you, Mr. Paraphrase," she wanted to roll her eyes at his stupid comment. "I'm Lightning." She lifted her hand and then it dropped back down; she never looked up just stayed in her position.

"Is she asleep?" A female voice inquired, it was the bartender.

"Actually I'm not really sure, Lightning are you awake?"

She wasn't. The position she'd fallen asleep in was just comfortable enough and those Lemon Drips had knocked her in her ass. "Um, I can't have her sleeping in here, ya know, safety reasons?"

"Oh of course, I'll take her home," Now if Lightning had been awake and sober, the scene would've played out like such:

"I refuse to be taken hostage by a rapist! I'm calling the police!" At which point, Noctis would say, "I'm going to help you-"

"Help me, my ass!" He would've grabbed her arm and then he would've been on the ground clutching a bloody nose.

But alas, she wasn't sober not was she awake for that matter. So, she was basically at his mercy. One could only hope she wasn't going to be sold on the black market as a sex slave.

Noctis grabbed Lightning's shoulders and she fell limo backwards. He adjusted her so he could carry her out in a bridal style. Stopping every so often to take a break; carrying a dead- asleep adult by himself looked so easy in movies. Note to self: Hit the gym this weekend.

His Friday night had been quite eventful. Getting hit in by a very sleazy Blonde and the. Making out with her in the bathroom stall. Now he was taking a drunken woman to his house. For god knows what reason too.

Lightning shifted awake when she felt her body cool down. She lifted her head off a soft surface and rubbed her eyes to see an unfamiliar surrounding. A car interior? Shit, was she being kidnapped?

She lifted herself up and realized she was in the backseat. Her clothes were still on, so no rape...or she would hope she would've woken up if he had.

"Oh, great you're awake...Lightning where do you live?" She blinked and focused in the driver. Oh right, the nameless stranger at the bar...Waif? THE NAMELESS STRANGER AT THE BAR?! Why was she in his car?

"Where am I? Where are you taking me?" She asked in a slurred voice a headache coming on.

"This probably sounds and looks bad but you fell asleep at the bar so I took you and now I'm taking you home."

"Uh huh, and you expect me to believe this?"

"Yeah."

"...okay."

He almost did a double take. What was she saying? Oh right, drunk...this was a form of kidnapping, right?

Cue shoulder devil and shoulder angel.

"Hey, buddy, don't sweat it! It's just doing a hot chick a favor! Can you imagine if someone like Raines took her home. We'd have another rape on out hands!" The devil flicked his tail and leaned against his cheek. The shoulder angel sighed.

"Look, as long as you don't do anything and sleep on the couch I think you can control douche bags over there," he pointed to the red suited mini Noctis. He flipped him off and the angel covered his eyes from the profane gesture. "In the morning you explain what happened- honestly of course and then take her home!"

"I'll side with him this time...but he's probably gay," They poofed away and Lightning had laid back down. "So, Lightning, where do you live?"

"Let's go to your place," she drew designs in the seat and giggled. He refrained his mind from thinking of anything other than what his conscious suggested.

"I really think-"

"I really think you should take me to your place," if he didn't think she was drunk, he would've taken that as a flirtatious invitation.

He was a man; he wasn't going to argue with the lady. Plus it was like they were going to do anything.

Keep telling yourself that buddy, his own devilish voice butt in.

••••••

The elevator rude was quiet and uncomfortable, and she leaned against the wall of the metal box. Her shirt had somehow risen up just hinting at a hip tattoo.

A holy-than-thou tone of voice scolded, Peel your eyes away, you pervert!

ding.

Thank god, she followed close by to his apartment and as they entered she was in awe. Most likely because of all the unexpectedly fancy shit in his apartment. What kid of apartment needs a waterfall in the middle of spiral stairs to an upper floor. This wasn't an apartment or condo it was a mini-mansion.

First thing she noticed was the grad piano in the back. She caresses a few of the white keys before going bored and then She flocked to the plush couch and wanted to die on it. She was very much happy to. Noctis scratched the back of his head. "Um you can sleep on the bed and I'll take the couch-"

"I'm fine right here..." She snuggled one of the throw pillows. He picked her up again and not taking no for an answer. He tossed her on the bed and she wanted to die happy right there. Screw that insanely comfy couch; this was like a temperpedic mattress had a baby with a bunny and then covered with it with clouds and stuffed it with angel wing feathers.

She involuntarily moaned and crawled around on the large bed. When she found a pillow, it was over with. She practically died inside. That's it, she was okay with getting kidnapped. She had developed Stockholm Syndrome for pillows.

Noctis gulped, "Uh, so I'm just going to grab something to change into then I'll leave you two alone." He was referring to the pillow. She nodded snuggling the pillow still moaning in contentment.

God, help me...I don't even know why I exist sometimes..

That's because I'm way more awesome than you,Twinkle Toes.

Oh poop on you, you...you...assbitch!/

The devil gasped, /I'm so proud of you!

Noctis grabbed a shirt for himself and one for Light as was as a pair of basket ball shorts. Which would be a lot more comfortable than What she was wearing.

He walked out of his walk-in closet and was about to toss her the spare outfit when he noticed Lightning was already two steps ahead of him.

He took note of the shirt and shorts laying on the floor at the end of the bed. Refusing to look up, he awkwardly held out the spare outfit. "Here.."

"Can you bring it to me?" Someone was obviously punishing him. Or giving him a gift? No, punishment! It had to be for missing his sister's birthday or something.

He sighed seeing as it was rude to just toss them. Okay, great excuse, Noct. He shuffled over to the large bed and extended his arm. He heard her clear her throat. "Dress me?"

"W-what?"

"I don't feel like dressing myself."
Lightning explained and he made the very bad mistake of looking up. Damn it, was she asking for someone to jump her. What with her very racy attire or rather lack of. She still had her shoes on and she was sitting in a most teasing way.

Oh geez, I'll be honest. I thought it's be easy to ignore this. But Devil's got a point...

Now he could peel his eyes off her and the blood rushed quite quickly to his cheeks. The worse part was that she didn't even realize how much she was making him want to kiss her and other...things.

"Dress me?" She moved her legs off the side of the mattress to let her high-heeled feet dangle. "Shoes. Off."

He sighed and roved the straps of the heels and placed them on the floor. He stood back up and picked up the shirt. He must've looked away for no more than two seconds but she was up and grabbing his face to mag her lips on his. There went that idea of sleeping in the couch.

•••••••

Lightning flickered her eyes open and looked around. Unfamiliar surroundings and a very vague image of what happened last night. Oh right. She went home with a guy, she didn't even know his name.

Shameful.

The thought of the events that had ensued brought a blush to her cheeks. He was gone and a sundress was laying across the other side of the bed which was made.

She pulled it off an offered what she hoped was a peace offering as well as her discarded bra on the floor. The pinkette nervously walked through the hallway, downstairs, and out to the living room to see a ridiculous interior. He must've been rich.

The sweet smell of bacon wafted to her nostrils and she practically floated downstairs and out to the balcony. He was out there being served by some old man whom she assumed was his butler or manservant of some sort.

He bowed and left their presence. The nameless stranger smiled at her, "I see the dress fits well, good. Gabe went to a lot of trouble picking that out. You don't have to thank me, trust me," he added a laugh but she just awkwardly sat down in the opposite chair. "Go on, eat something."

"So, um, what happened last night, really did happen last night."

"If you are referring to the fact that we had sex, yes that did happen."

"Oh, well at least you're straight about it..." She picked up her fork. He sipped his coffee. "I think we're way past first names but what's yours exactly? I don't think I actually remember what it was?"

"I remember you asking me this question last night but its Noctis Lucis Caelum."

"Three n-"

"Don't say it, it's how I was raised to answer that question. Force of habit."

Lightning drank some OJ and then spit it out mid drink, "Wait? Like Prince Noctis Lucis Caelum?"

"...yes."

She set down the glass and then wiped her mouth. She slunk in her chair until she was gone from sight and sitting in the ground. He leaned over the table and she looked up.

"Not the reaction I usually get but okay! You alright?"

"Mmmm hmm!" Uh no.

"Then you should probably get off the ground. Don't wanna wrinkle or dirty your new dress."

"She sat back at the table an grabbed a piece of bacon," ah sweet Jesus right when it hit her taste buds. "If you wanted to seduce me, all you had to do was give me this bacon!"

"Actually, you seduced me."

A/N: I don't care that it's OOC and AU but gee willikers, did anyone else see E3?!

Lemme just say that I literally fainted in front of my dear friend, Hannah, when I saw both of the new trailer/ gameplay videos. Little Noctis, too! I am so freaking excited, I told her I'd sell my kidney for a PS4.

No Song Inspiration just boop.