A:N/ I'm back with chapter 2! This didn't get much hits or even a review, but even so, I want to restart again the League of Legends fanfiction archive. Lately, the archive hasn't been doing so well if anyone has noticed. Compared to how it was back in 2015, the archive and writers here were more active compared to now. I do hope that people would get inspired again in writing for League of Legends.
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Several months of living in Ionia had a great effect on Riven. The woman had finally learned to forgive herself after years of torment from her past. She, along with Yasuo, would meditate each day underneath a peach tree nearby their house. It was a quaint feeling of belonging that settled between them. They co-existed with one another, often needing the other to help in their daily labors. It wasn't all bad however, since they had a home now.
Yasuo was making them tea when the man decided to ask her about something that's been on his mind for the past few months. "Riven, what are we?" he asked with worry. There wasn't development between them, but anytime that they would pass by the people seemed to think of them as a couple. It kept him thinking, and made the man confused.
"What are you on about?" Riven asked with slight suspicion. She arched an eyebrow towards Yasuo, unsure on what he was talking about.
Yasuo grunted in frustration and shook his head.
'There's no point in asking a pointless question…' he thought. He was struggling himself to find the answers. What are they?
"Yasuo, what are you talking about?" Riven asked again, standing up to meet in eye-level with Yasuo. Her white hair fluttered by the wind that blew through the room and her eyes scanning the man in front of her for answers.
Yasuo calmly put his hands on her shoulders, taking a deep breath. It was a thing that he should never have brought up, but it would drive him insane if he would never know the answer to it. His stormy grey eyes met Riven's green ones and he steeled his resolve.
"You make me feel weak." He admitted with his head hung low. "For the past few months that we've been living together, I've always wondered about you."
Riven tilted her head in confusion "Wondered about me?" she repeated and Yasuo nodded.
"What WE have… I want to cherish it" In his darkest times, Riven had been the person that Yasuo turned to when he didn't have anyone to talk to about his past. It burdened the samurai to even think about forgiving himself after such a long time of running and killing his pursuers. "Riven… I want to know what WE are… Am I to you just a friend?" Yasuo nervously asked whilst looking down hard on the floor.
Riven clenched her fists and lightly shook off Yasuo's hands on her shoulders. "Yasuo… What we have now is something that even I can't explain. I haven't been living in peace since the day I was born… " Riven's gaze softened as she turned away "I don't know what we are…"
They were both silenced by each other's response. The only thing that uttered noise in the room was the fluttering of the curtains on the windowsill and the sound of the tea being ready to be served. Riven saw the look of hurt flash by Yasuo's face as he turned away towards the kitchen stove.
Grabbing her cloak from nearby, Riven silently left their house to think about things. She wasn't good at expressing herself. Yasuo let her walk away without a word, feeling that it was appropriate to give her space for his intrusive question.
The samurai looked down on his cup of tea and shook his head "Yone… What have I done? I don't know what to feel." He pondered whilst staring idly at the tea.
Karma was meditating outside when she saw Riven walking aimlessly. The older woman hummed in curiosity. Karma and Riven had been friendly to each other ever since Riven and Yasuo were pardoned of their crimes. Ionians were still wary of the two swordsmen, but Karma was different. She sensed their inner thoughts and emotions, deeming them worthy of forgiveness for the remorse that they carried towards the people of Ionia.
Seeing the woman sitting cross-legged under a familiar peach tree, Karma walked over to the meditating woman with slight worry. She sensed the turmoil that was built up inside of Riven's heart.
"What seems to be the matter, Riven?" she asked. Riven's eyes flew open and had a look of panic when she saw Karma in front of her. "Sorry about frightening you. Can I sit?" Karma pointed at the spot next to Riven with a smile on her face. Riven moved a little bit so that Karma could sit comfortably next to her.
Riven huddled up her knees and rested her head on them "What do you do when you don't know the answer to something?" she mumbled, turning her head away from Karma out of fear that the woman would see right through her.
Karma sat there in silence before coming up with a reply "Well… I follow what my heart deems to be is right." She smiled, looking upwards at the pretty flowers of the peach tree. "Are you feeling conflicted about giving an answer to a particular question?" Karma asked, feeling that there was something more to be asked from Riven's question.
"Woman to woman… What would you do if the man you're living with, who you don't have any sort of special relationship with, asks you 'What are we'?" taking a more direct approach, Riven hoped that Karma would know what to say about her predicament with Yasuo. A light chuckle escaped from Karma's lips as she placed her hand softly onto Riven's.
Looking at her straight in the eye, Karma knew exactly what to say to her that would answer Riven's question "You look into your heart and think back about the times you've spent with him. Did you feel a certain tightening in your chest whenever you're talking with him?" Karma then asked with her eyebrow playfully arching.
Riven pondered for a bit, remembering the time when she and Yasuo finally made up. It was a rainy afternoon when she and Yasuo settled their differences. It made her think about the time when he held her wrist so firm yet gently. Her heart then skipped a beat when she remembered the look on Yasuo's face back then.
"Karma… Is it natural for men to look at us women with such confusion and fear in their faces?" Riven asked through her own pondering. The very same hurtful look on Yasuo's face earlier flashed by on her mind again, the same look that Yasuo had when he grabbed her wrist back then.
Karma placed her hands onto Riven and smiled "Riven, he's just as confused as you. There's this feeling inside of him that made him want to get closer to you, but there's something holding him back." She explained more clearly. Riven still wasn't catching up to Karma's point by then. "Riven, Yasuo's feeling conflicted on his feelings towards you."
A bewildered look flashed across Riven's face.
'Why would Yasuo be confused about what he feels towards me?' she asked herself before face palming moments afterwards. Riven finally put it together in her head and it caused the woman to blush.
"Y-You can't be serious?" she looked at Karma warily, finally getting the woman's point earlier. Karma chuckled and nodded, finally they were on the same page. "But there's nothing special about me? How could Yasuo be feeling something for the woman whom caused him to become a fugitive?" Riven asked again, feeling guilty about the things that Yasuo went through because of her.
"That's only something that the two of you can answer for yourselves." Karma smiled, urging Riven to go back and confront Yasuo once and for all. "Riven, how do you feel about Yasuo?" Karma asked seriously.
Riven clutched her hand towards her chest and felt her lip quivering. "I feel warmth for the past few months that we've spent time with each other. I thought it was just ordinary, but I never knew that he was feeling a certain way towards me…"
Riven's walk back to their house was accompanied by mumbling and much self-scolding. When she reached their house, she noticed that Yasuo was gone. A note had been left on the table and it sent a small pang of guilt towards Riven's chest when she read through the letter that was neatly written in Ionian.
"My apologies for leaving without notice… I'm going out for some time to think about things that I've said. I'll be back in a few days, so please don't worry about me – Sincerely yours, Yasuo…" at the end of the letter was Yasuo's signature. Riven sighed placed the letter down onto the table.
"Oh my goodness… We're acting like children…" she muttered in annoyance. Yasuo must've misunderstood her leaving earlier. She didn't want things to end up like this, but it was already done. She would have to wait until Yasuo comes back.
~ End
