A/N: Hello, sorry about the really late update, my cold still hasn't gone, but it should be in a few more days.
Enjoy :D
"What were you thinking!?" Ahri exclaims as she and Vatra walk down the hallways
"I think I can do it…" He says thoughtfully, "besides, if I do meet the bet then we both get a free vacation to Demacia."
"If?" Ahri questions
Vatra stays quiet for a while before finally speaking up.
"Well, what's done is done. Even if I get kicked out, I will still try to be friends with you anyway Ahri." He says solemnly.
Ahri blushes slightly before looking up at him again with a slightly irritated face.
"I'll be fine."
They slowly walk to Ahri's room, turning down the ambient softly lit corridor Vatra stops in slight surprise at the small group of summoners outside her door, they turn their gaze to Vatra, jealousy in their eyes, all of them marking him as an enemy. He cringes slightly under the stare of the summoners. Ahri's face stays unchanged.
"Well, I guess I will see you tomorrow."
"Bye" Ahri replies quietly, slightly disappointed.
Vatra turns around and walks back.
"Sorry boys, I won't be playing with you all tonight." Ahri nonchalantly says as she closes the door behind her.
Once to sound of the door shutting finishes she is greeted by silence. Leaving her time to ponder about what might happen tomorrow. She sighs as she walks into her bathroom, gently sliding her silk dress down her smooth body, eventually leaving it in a crumpled pile on the floor. Her hips sway as she walks into her shower, turning on the hot water.
As the heat splashes against her pale face, invigorating her tired aching muscles.
"What will happen is he leaves?" Ahri asks herself pessimistically.
"Will I be alone again?"
Soon, not only warm water flows down her face but also her bitter tears, the thought of her being alone again without someone like Vatra to be with her makes her sob slightly, barely audible from the shower water. Eventually she steps out of the shower, her soaked tails barely moving. She uses her white towel to dry her soaked black hair and her tears.
"I… I don't want to lose my only friend."
Ahri then plops herself face down on her fluffy bed, her body sinking into the soft mattress. Eventually her fatigue forces her to close hey golden eyes and sleep.
Ahri hurries after Vatra as he turns the corner, her tails flailing about as she reaches out her arm to grab his shoulder.
"Please… Don't do it… I don't want to lose you." Ahri sobs as she holds Vatra around the shoulders.
"Don't be like that," Vatra comforts. "You are just over reacting, besides we get a free vacation if I do it."
He then turns around and grabs hold of Ahri's shoulders, looking at her in the eyes.
"Alright look, whatever happens, I will not leave you, and I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I did." He says with confidence.
Unknown to Vatra, Ahri bushes a rosy pink, hugging him tighter.
"I need to get going." He says plainly "The game is about to start."
Vatra calmly walks into the summoning room, the room barely lit by the ominous blue and purple balls of glowing energy. He soon takes his place in front of one of the blue lights, holding out his palm.
Small tendrils of blue magic flicks out from the glowing ball of light, tugging and pressing against the fibres of his hand, the magic slowly phases through the rough skin of Vatra's hand, making his hand glow. The blue animal-like tendrils then touch Vatra's nerves. A small electric shock buzzes up his arm, Vatra flinches, still not used to the feeling of matching arcane wavelengths. Soon a link of blue arcane power is formed between Vatra's right hand and the ball of light. He does the same with his other hand.
Soon, fuzzy images of all the champions appear within the blue ball, manipulating the image with his hands, he hovers over the image of Malzahar. He then selects him, the image changing to a shade of grey.
Ahri looks up at the giant ball of arcane energy hovering over a platform in the centre of the room, inside of the ball of energy is an image of summoners rift, floating around the circular room is other smaller balls of energy, all of them displaying portraits of champions with summoner names at the bottom, Ahri spots the ball which displays Malzahar and Vatra's name. She sits down on the wooden ledge and silently wishes them luck. Summoners begin to sit within proximity of her, not that she cares.
Ahri watches as Malzahar endlessly kills the purple minions, constantly attacking the stone towers in his path.
"What is this?" Malzahar exclaims as he endlessly continues to attack the tower.
Slowly, despite many ganks from every single member of the team, Malzahar destroys all of the towers leading up to the inhibitor, a thin beam of light shoots up into the foggy sky from the purple crystal embedded on the inhibitor. Behind him, Hecarim and Xereth close in.
"Hey! Summoner what the hell are you doing!" He shouts as he continues to attack the inhibitor despite being ganked.
Just as Malzahar's final attack destroys the inhibitor, Hecarim's blade slices through him, finishing him off.
Soon the purple team's nexus explodes when the blue team decides to group up and try to finish the game. They finish the game with four seconds to ten minutes.
Ahri falls back on her bed, the white mattress and doona supporting her pale lithe body. Her tails curl inward as she rolls to her side. Strange feelings swell inside her heart when she thinks of Vatra winning the bet and all the things he had said before.
"What's this feeling?" Ahri asks herself; her face slightly blushed "It feels familiar but..."
Despite not knowing this feeling, she recognises another feeling deep inside her, in her animalistic side.
Lustful thoughts seep into her head about Vatra.
"Whatever this feeling is, I want him in my bed." She says to herself quietly.
Ahri forgets about her image to the rest of Valoran, undoing her efforts to redeem herself from a whore. Her fox side wanted release.