Hello guys! Sorry for the long wait! I want to thank all those who reviewed, favorited or followed my story. Now Chapter 6, here we go!

Previously on Meeting You...

Noctis, looking down at their still-intertwined hands, immediately blushed lightly. Then he excused himself, "I have to go. My father is probably looking for me now."

"Sure." Lightning said, nodding.

Before Noctis could go, he added, "It was nice meeting you, Miss Farron."

"Just Lightning, please." She corrected him politely.

He nodded and went away, running back to the Fleuret Palace. Then he turned and smiled at her.

'Wow, how charming,' She thought. Realizing it, she shook her head and scolded herself mentally. 'No, no, no, Light! You can't fall in love! You'll only hurt yourself in the end...'

Lightning then sighed frustratingly. 'Time to go back inside, I guess.'

And now...

True to her words, Lightning walked back to the palace; now wearing her torturous fashion pumps. Seriously, this is freaking torture, Lightning bitterly thought.

Opening the door, Lightning looked around and saw that the hall was still bustling with activity. Plus, she could see a blonde man flirting with the vibrant redhead, Vanille. Hope, who was at the back of Vanille, was seething with anger and jealousy. It was obvious. Hope and Vanille had been friends since childhood and everyone, except for Vanille; knew that Hope had had a secret crush on her ever since.

Lightning then tried to search for Serah through the noisy crowd of guests. The noise was like the buzzing of bees; only louder.

After tedious searching, she finally saw Serah talking to Aerith and her sister, Deuce.

Then the older Farron walked towards the three women and said, "Guys?"

The older Gainsborough then faced her, a genuine smile plastered on her face. "Oh, hi Light!"

Lightning only nodded. Then she spoke, "Sorry guys but, can I borrow Serah for a few minutes?"

The two Gainsboroughs nodded in approval. "Sure."

Lightning then whisked her little sister outside the function hall.

"So Light," Serah began, an eyebrow raised. "What do you want to talk about?"

Lightning cleared her throat and spoke, "Do me a favor, please. Tell Stella that I have to sleep early, 'kay?"

Serah nodded. "Okay. Good night, Light."

"Night."

After that, they exchanged kisses on their cheeks. Lightning watched Serah go back inside. Sighing, she started to make her beeline back to their assigned room. Having enough of her feet being burdened, she took off her pumps again. Thankfully, the floor was carpeted so she wasn't able to feel the cold marble.

After passing like, 1000 hallways,(Okay, maybe not 1000 hallways but you get the picture.) she finally reached her room. Putting her shoes on a shoe rack, she immediately took off her dress and changed into a pair of blue sleeping shorts and a matching blue top. She said a quick prayer before closing her eyes.

29 minutes later...

Unfortunately, she still had not fallen asleep. She kept on tossing and turning, but nothing seemed make her sleep.

Am I having a bad case of insomnia now?! Lightning frustratingly grumbled mentally.

Then suddenly, an image of the man she recently met; who was Noctis, formed in her head. Realizing this, she tried to shook the image off but it stayed stuck on her mind.

"Etro dammit!" She cursed, holding her head. "Why the heck can't I forget you, Noctis?"

Suddenly, an idea popped on her head. Maybe walking back and forth would work. Even better, maybe revisiting the garden would work. But unfortunately, she didn't know another way to the garden. That would mean...

...She had to pass by the Function Hall. Full of people. In her nightwear.

She could just imagine the guests laughing at her; or Stella, Serah and her friends probably face-palming.

Then, another idea popped on her head. She remembered that the palace had a library downstairs. Maybe reading would tire her mind up a bit.

Putting on a pair of pink fuzzy slippers and a purple silk robe, she went outside her room. Thankfully, she still remembered where the library was located downstairs.

After passing by the hallways, she reached the library. Fortunately, it was open. Lightning silently turned the knob and swung it open.

Thankfully, no one was in the library. She didn't want people to see her in her nightwear.

Or so she had thought...

Before Lightning could breathe a sigh of relief, she noticed that the fireplace was... Lit. She completely knew that no fool would leave the library's fireplace unattended, especially if the place was full or paper.

She decided to look around the room quietly. Taking light steps, Lightning turned around a corner...

And saw him.

Him, as in, Noctis.

He was reading a book about Tenebrae's history and people.

Oh Etro, you have got to be kidding me... Lightning thought, panicking a bit. She didn't want anyone; most importantly a man; to see her in her nighties.

Her escape already planned, she immediately turned to run when his voice called out:

"Lightning? Is that you?"

Hearing those words, she instantly froze on the spot. She could practically feel her heart beating as fast as an ostrich would run. Her eyes were closed tightly and fists were slightly clenched.

Without even looking, Lightning could; if possible; feel him approaching her. Trying to suffer a glance at him, she opened her eyes and saw midnight orbs looking back at her with slight amusement.

"Light? What are you doing... Here?" Noctis asked, a look of curiosity on his eyes.

"Um... I just..." Lightning stammered, unable to form proper sentences. Crap, she cursed mentally.

Trying to get a hold of herself, she cleared her throat and replied, "I just... Came here to take some... Load off my mind. I couldn't sleep."

Noctis only replied with an 'Oh.' and said, "Well, I could use some of these too."

"Why?" Lightning stared at him questioningly.

"Because of, well... Stress." He answered, looking back at the book.

"Oh."

Silence befell on them. Actually, Lightning couldn't help but think that they had one thing in common: their silence.

"Do you like parties?" Lightning felt her own mouth say.

"No," He replied nonchalantly, a deadpan expression on his pale features. "They are too... Noisy. How about you?"

"Me? Nah, don't like parties," Lightning answered.

Noctis lightly chuckled. "Then I guess we have something in common."

"Right."

Then for the next few hours, they spent their time talking about their likes, dislikes, favorites and how they both met Stella.

"I met her when we were 14 years old," Noctis said after hearing Light's story.

"How come I never met you?" Lightning asked.

Noctis only shrugged. "Dunno. To be honest, you're a pretty good person to talk to; especially that we have a lot of things in common."

Lightning, hearing Noctis' words, felt blood rising up to her cheeks. "Um... Thank you." She said, looking down.

Another silence befell them. Lightning could feel Noctis' gaze penetrating through her, as if he was trying to look inside her very soul.

Then suddenly, Noctis slowly leaned in towards her. He had a curious expression on his face. Lightning, on the other hand, tensed up. Inside, she was panicking. Then without thinking, Lightning looked at the clock and said, "Oh, um... Look at the time! Yeah, the time! I gotta go, Noctis! Nice talking to you!"

With that, Lightning took off in a running pace before Noctis could process up her words.

Back to Lightning, she was running up the stairs leading to her room. When she had arrived, she immediately opened the door and slammed it close.

In her mind, she was still thinking about what happened moments ago.

What just happened? Lightning pondered quietly.

With a groan, she collapsed on her bed and shut her eyes closed.

And there it is! Apologies if Lightning and Noctis are waaay too OOC and most importantly, for the long wait. And readers, 'ya know the drill! Review please!