POV SWITCH

Alun scowled at me. The sight of me seemed to make his anger grow. So instead of replying, he went to slam the door on her face. Fueled with rage, I stopped the door with my foot and slammed past. Quickly I shut the door and used myself as a barrier between him and the door. Alun looked at me, somewhat shocked, then adverted his gaze. My eyes drifted to my scarf around his neck. It was the very same one I had given him years ago. My anger spiked again. I grabbed him and switched positions, slamming him against the door.

" You god damn bastard! You still have it!"

He ripped my hands away.

" Trust me I could gladly throw it away in the fire to burn if it wasn't the only thing that kept me warm!"

My heart shattered and pounded all at once. Tears burned in my eyes as I flung a punch.

" You left me!"

He dodged and grabbed my wrist, trying to stop me.

" You could have came after me!"

I yanked my hand away and grabbed the collar of his shirt. All my anger and sadness I had kept pent up for all these years flooded through me.

" I went back and gave you scarf after you tried to leave it! Isn't that enough?" I slammed him against the door again, tears streaming down my face. When I saw him I didn't know what to do nor what to feel. I was happy, relieved to see that he was alive. Yet at the same time the wall I had built, all my effort to forget him seemed to have gone to waste. He grabbed at my arms and rattled me.

" I left you because I loved you!"

I wanted to spit in his face. Instead I threw another punch. It seemed his patience with me had grown thin. Even with the booze still somewhat in his system he was able to throw me to the ground and pin me.

" The irony is strong isn't?" I snarled. He furred his brows in response to my comment. His hair had still been just as black as remember, his eyes even more daring and captivating. But I couldn't let my heart fall for him again. I kneed him and took the advantage to throw him underneath me. Before I could manage to lay another hit he grabbed my wrist and yanked me close, barely giving me enough time to catch myself before our lips collided. He kept his tone even.

" I had hurt you, Akara. I saw the wounds myself. I wanted to kill you despite me trying my hardest to fight against it. I didn't want to take the chance of hurting you again."

I still fought against him. My heart throbbed in my chest. The pain had become so unbearable that I wanted to rip it out with my own bare hands. My tears had stopped long ago but I still felt their track drying on my cheeks.

" We could have figured something out! I love you so much I can't even stand it!"

My hand slip free and I sat back slightly to put more distance between us. Alun reached up, grabbing a handful of my clothing and yanked down. Our lips crashed together roughly. I tried to fight against him but he continued to fight. His lips worked at mine eagerly. It was almost as if he were begging me. He slowly sat up until he was up right, his other hand coming around and pulling me close. I had no where to go.

My anger and will to fight slowly dwindled away. His hand scaled my sides, his warmth branding me through my clothes. His lips were soft and addicting, leaving me begging for more. For years we had both longed for this moment. For years we both had restrained ourselves for the well being of the other, but now I could feel ourselves letting go.

My hands racked under his shirt, pulling it up and over his head, along with my scarf. I wondered if the gods could hear me apologize. Forgive me, let me selfish this one time. I returned to his lips, my hands digging into his hair and bringing him as close as I could. I had nearly lost him once, I didn't want to lose him again.

POV SWITCH

" Please, don't ever leave me again." Her breath whispered across my lips. I reached up and wiped her fresh tears away from her cheeks.

" I wouldn't have the strength to."

Her eyes fluttered open and met mine. They were red from the crying but still just as gorgeous. Her body had filled out more, her movement seemed to have matured. As I started to work on the laces she had on the back of her dress I could feel the muscles move in her back and shoulders. Oh how strong she had grown in the last three years. I longed to see her showcase more on the field.

Akara allowed me to lay her down, straddling her hips. Her hair tangled in my hands as I supported myself. As my heart pounded against my chest I wondered if she could hear its sporadic beat. She gently pulled down on me and I obliged, meeting her lips once more. I reached up and intertwined my free hand with hers, squeezing tight. I will never leave you again.

I nuzzled my head into the crook of her neck. Her scent was just as I remembered. I laid gentle kisses along her neck, my love pouring out along with it. Never again.