Author's Note: Hi. Its Moondance. Sorry for the late post, since I had written this chapter a long, long, long time ago... I apologize dearly. Anyway, just as a disclaimer, this is not in a million years canonic (even though my beta, aka my sister, wants it to be) and that I apologize for any hate in this chapter. Its funny though... Not really... Anyway, my sister wrote some of this, so some parts of the chapter would have a different writing style... Anyway... Enjoy!

Yasuo leaned against a wall, yawning. He stretched, scratching his head, brown eyes looking around. 'Who is even working with me today anyway?' The Unforgiven thought, standing up on his two feet and walking around, bored.

Smash! Yasuo crashed into someone, and the two fell onto the floor. "Ow..." He muttered, rolling onto his side and rubbing his temple where the other person collided with him. He sat up, but saw no one. "Wha-" he frowned, before turning around and seeing a very familiar form freeze.

"Riven? What are you doing here?" Yasuo gasped, scrambling back to the walls, standing up shakily.

"Oh, Yasuo! Surprise to see you!" Riven smiled grimly, "Is it just the both of us? I mean, that's fine, but..."

"I think it probably is..." Yasuo scratched the back of his neck, looking down to the floorboards. He turned around when he heard a loud crash. "Maybe not," he added, and began to edge towards the area of the crash, sensing Riven follow him.

Finally rounding a corner, the Unforgiven stopped when he saw a pile of rubble, chunks of wood and voidling poop just piled on top of each other. "What the hell happened here?" Yasuo couldn't help but swear, seeing the dust coming off of the pile.

A figure rose from it, shaking off some planks of wood. An unfamiliar man rose from the heap, and brushed off all of the dust. "Oh! Nice to see you two!" he said in a barely familiar voice, picking up a pair of cracked green glasses that he placed daintily on his face.

"Who are you?" Riven frowned, squinting her eyes at him.

"You don't know me?! I'm quite disappointed!" the man had Ionian features and spoke the language as well, looking pouty and disapproving. He looked as if he just remembered something. "This may help," he took off his glasses, bent it in half, and it turned into an extremely familiar object, that he put on his face. "Better?"

"Master Yi?" Yasuo and Riven gasped at the same time, seeing the seven goggles for a few moments before the Wuju Bladesman took it off and switched it back to the glasses, which were somehow magically repaired.

"Yep, it's me," Master Yi shrugged, sneezing as dust collected on his nose.

"Wha-How-Why- I mean, how did you just break that wall?" Riven stammered, a hint of disguised hate in her voice.

"Uh... I don't know," Master Yi shrugged again, voice sounding clueless, but his eyes narrowed, after sensing the hate Riven had for him.

"C'mon Yasuo, let's get away from this old geezer," Riven whispered to the Unforgiven, and grabbed his arm, trying to lead him away. Frowning as well as confused, Yasuo followed, reluctantly at first.

"But he doesn't look a day over thirty..."

Leona and Diana were on their mission for spying. "Yes!" Leona squealed quietly, "You know that fan fiction, 'Follow the Wind?'"

Diana rolled her eyes. "I've read the first twenty chapters," she groaned, "And it's terrible! Who would want to read it?! The writing is fine alright, but... The ship! What is wrong with the ship? Yasuo and Riven? They're sworn enemies!"

Leona raised a brow. "Aren't we sworn enemies?" She pointed out, "And how come we're up here in the rafters then?"

Sighing, Diana face-palmed. "Look, Yasuo doesn't deserve a girl like Riven," she argued, "Sure, they may know each other, they both are wind hobos, but it doesn't mean it's canon."

"Dee Dee, it is practically canon."

"It's not, trust me, Solari. And don't call me Dee Dee."

"Then who are you supposed to ship with Yasuo besides Riven?!" Leona threw her hands up when she said this, "Yone?"

"Uh... Haven't you even read other fan fictions other than YasuoxRiven? There's so many girls who ship Yasuo with other people, and it makes total sense! Especially, you know, Master YixYasuo, aka Yisuo. It's perfect! Even Yasuo and Riven don't have a ship name!"

"Yaven? Rivuo?" Leona attempted to suggest. "Besides, you're probably one of maybe three people who even KNOW of the ship. It could never work!"

"No! Because those sound terrible! Yisuo, Yisuo. See how nice they sound?"

"No."

"That's because you don't know the true meaning of shipping. You need to find characters with a wonderful and healthy dynamic. Besides... Gay ships are yay ships!" Diana enthusiastically pumped her fist.

"Who says so?"

"I say so, and so do others!"

"Oh really now, Dee Dee?"

"Yes, because-" Diana abruptly cut off her sentence.

"Because... What?" Leona cocked her head, "Finish your-"

"Shh!" hissed Diana, cupping her friend's mouth with a hand. "They nearly heard us."

"Okay," Leona whispered, once the two had farther away from Yasuo, Riven, and Master Yi. She cleared her throat. "Let's make a bet," she said in her normal voice, "If this ends up being a YasuoxRiven pairing, I get to tell you what you do for a month." She grinned. There was no WAY Yasuo was gay.

"And if it's a Yisuo pairing, I'll get to tell you what to do for a whole month," Diana grinned. She would think of a plan, some way or another. At the very least, she had to disprove YasuoxRiven...

"Deal." And they shook hands.

Yasuo sat down on a sofa with Riven beside him. He was dozing off, completely unaware of the uncertain glances Riven was casting towards him. He awoke after another dream about him killing Yone, his brother, and rubbed his temple, muttering a few creative words under his breath.

"Morning," Riven greeted cheerfully.

Yasuo only muttered a reply, before taking out his phone and scrolling to the random chat. Apparently, a few people were all chatting in a heated argument:

[Ponytail101 has joined the room]

Luckycard55: I'm telling you! It's not true!

Laserlight: Aww, Lucky, it's definitely true!

Ponytail101: What's true?

Laserlight: About this picture being true:

Laserlight has sent a photo.

Ponytail101: ... Uhh...

Luckycard55: See?! Even Ponytail agrees with me! It shouldn't work!

Ponytail101: Um...

Laserlight: He obviously agrees, right Ponytail?

Ponytail: Er...

[Sunladyxoxo has joined the room]

Sunladyxoxo: IS IT TRUE? OMG LASERLIGHT SEND ME THIS PIC RIGHT AWAY. DEE DEE NEEDS TO SEE THIS!

[Deedee has joined the room]

Deedee: See what?

Deedee: OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

[Deedee has left screaming]

[Sunladyxoxo has left the room]

Luckycard55: Jeez it's just a picture of me and somebody.

Laserlight: Not just somebody! Somebody! Whom you looooove.

Luckycard55: What?! No way!

Ponytail101: ...

Ponytail101: Uh... Bye

[Ponytail101 has left the room]

Yasuo's eyes were glued to the picture that Laserlight had sent to him. "R-Riven tell me what you see," he said shakily, scaring her.

"Um... Okay," Riven replied, frightened and looked at the picture. She let out a scream, and dropped the phone, cracking the case.

"You don't have to break my phone," Yasuo frowned, picking it up. Sighing, he examined the damage.

"I-I'm so sorry!" Riven apologized, bowing, hitting her forehead on the sofa cushions. "I swear, I didn't do it on purpose!"

"it's fine," he muttered, "It wasn't that much cracked anyway." He pocketed the phone and leaned against the sofa, brown eyes gazing into nowhere.

"I'm really-" Riven began.

"Just... It's fine okay?" Yasuo snapped, anger flashing in his eyes before he stood up. "C'mon, there's voidling chores to be done." He began to walk off. Since he had his back turned, he didn't see the loving yet sad look that Riven cast him before following.

Yasuo sat down on a bench, one arm on the back, brown eyes gazing out into the void. The voidlings were eating their fill of their strange plant food. Master Yi was meditating, covered in voidlings, sword hovering near him, tip pointing to the sky. Riven was very, very bored. "Hey, Yasuo, there's a cool shop over there, want to go?" She asked the Unforgiven.

"Mhm," was the only reply that Yasuo spoke, shrugging and taking out his strange wind instrument, blowing a short tune, before continuing into his sorrowful song of his exile and misunderstanding.

"Your music is very nice, the songs-" Riven began, trying for a smile.

"It is a piece, not a song, Exile, quite a common, yet terrible mistake to make," Master Yi cut in, opening his eyes to look at Riven with what seemed like a triumphant expression on his face, "Honestly I would have expected better from you, but I'd rather not."

Riven stood, anger in her gaze, fists clenched. Yasuo kept on playing his instrument, his eyes closed in peace. Master Yi raised an eyebrow, completely unamused, but he closed his eyes like Yasuo, meditating once more.

A loud crash jolted the two peaceful men out of their rest, and they blinked their eyes open to see Riven crouched over a trash can that had spilled all its contents on the floor. The Exile leaped up, and brandished her broken sword, poised to strike. Frowning, Yasuo and Master Yi both stood up, suspicious of the two wriggling black lumps on the ground.

Leona and Diana stood up, shaking themselves, quite embarrassed to be caught, and wearing very suspicious black clothing. "What's the meaning of this?" Yasuo stepped forward, brown eyes narrowed, "Leona. Diana."

"Erm... Well..." Diana stammered at the same time Leona stuttered: "Hehe... Um..." They glanced at each other.

"Diversion!" Leona cried, sending a blinding light from the sky and escaping at their chance. Staggering around, blinking the huge spots from their eyes, the three stood up straight, all confused as to the meeting.

Yasuo cleared his throat. "We'd better get going," he said awkwardly, the first one to fully recover from Leona's ultimate, "Perhaps the... Voidlings are getting tired." The other two just numbly nodded, still squinting against the previous bright glare of sun.

They were right about that. A large wave of Voidlings began to scuttle back to the mansion, like the tides of the ocean emptying a large wave onto the shore, engulfing everything in its path. Yasuo, Riven and Master Yi waded through the creatures, careful not to step on their paws-er, claws.

"They are quite eager to get inside," Master Yi noted, clicking open the door and opening it wide.

"Indeed," replied Yasuo, "Indeed."

Riven had not been expecting this. Nor Master Yi. She had specially, repeat, specially, snuck into the Summoner's room to glance at the paper of the submitted teams and saw her name beside Yasuo's. But it had to be a mistake. Master Yi wasn't supposed to be here, especially causing it to be quite difficult for the things she was going to do, nothing terrible, nothing romantic, just something that didn't involve Yi.

She sat on the sofa with Yasuo, nervously "looking" at her phone while Yi went to meditate in some room, hoping the Unforgiven didn't notice her trembling hand, but he seemed occupied with sleeping, mouth wide open and snoring loudly. 'He's quite... Adorable when he's asleep,' Riven glanced over to him, a smile tugging at the sides of her mouth. Then she slapped herself mentally. 'Who're you to think that, hm, Riven?' She scolded herself, 'You're an idiot.'

She laid back, slowly scooting towards Yasuo. The sofa creaked under her, and she froze, but the man's snoring had not even skipped a beat nor a heartbeat. 'What a deep sleeper,' she thought somewhat giddily, gently leaning against his muscular shoulder, her own shoulder brushing against the coarse skin as she leaned against him, closing her eyes in peace.

It was quite a luxurious sleep, until someone cleared their throat. Flushing with a embarrassment, Riven sat up straight, alert. She saw that there was no Master Yi, but Yasuo had been the one clearing his throat.

"You were sitting several feet away from me, how come you chose just me as your pillow?" He raised a thin eyebrow, accusation in each word.

"E-Er..." Riven stammered, "You did look a bit cold..." She glanced down to the floor before barely meeting his brown eyes. They were such a rich, warm, milky brown that she could stare in them for days, but the only thing that made her avert her gaze was the suspicion etched deeply in the depths.

"I was not cold, I was sleeping," Yasuo replied grumpily, standing.

"I-I'm really sorry!" Riven apologized deeply, standing up and pleading, clasping her hands together in a plea.

"Sorry for what?" His voice was now a hiss, more of a growl, "Sorry for that little thing as to sleeping on me like a pillow, or sorry for revealing me as a murderer where I am very innocent?"

Riven flinched. The words had hit her like a blow to her stomach, relentless and merciless. "Well, I'm sorry-" she began.

"I wasn't done, Exile," Yasuo enunciated her surname, voice now calmed down a little bit, "Although I may not forgive you, but I would never forgive myself for my brother's death either. We are even, both have caused me to trek this path."

She breathed out a sigh of relief. "Well... I just wanted to say... I'm sorry for bailing you without a reason... You were innocent... I... I just wanted someone to be blamed for the Elder's death..." Riven murmured, "So... I'm sorry."

Yasuo decided to say nothing to this, which Riven found quite annoying. She wanted him to say that he forgave her, just as the fanfictions written about them. She wanted to cry to him that she liked him, but it was impossible.

"Look, I'm really sorry-" she tried.

"I heard you the first time." Came the brisk reply.

"But-"

"I said, I heard you the first time, Exile."

"Oh, um, it's just-"

"Say you're sorry again I will not even consider forgiving you with your stubborn attitude."

This time, Riven had the brains to shut up. She nodded slowly, a small, sigh escaping her mouth. "Where's Master Yi?" She asked instead, changing the subject.

Yasuo shrugged. "I dunno, let's go look for him," he replied.

"Sure, okay."

Master Yi had not expected this. Sure, all he wanted was to be with someone actually sane, but with Riven? Too much. Even worse than someone insane. He would have switched with the strange Kog'Maw in a snap, but sadly, it didn't happen. "Why did I have to get paired up with her of all people?" He muttered, sitting down on the wooden floor in one of Malzahar's various rooms.

Suddenly, the wall creaked, causing him to jump up and brandish an empty sake canteen to defend himself. It was quite ridiculous, but luckily no one had a canteen to their face smelling fairly like sake. Leona and Diana both tumbled out of the cracking walls, falling on top of each other.

"Wha-" Master Yi began, but Leona put a finger to her mouth, signaling for him to be quiet. Diana beckoned for him to come, so he reluctantly slunk towards them and into the walls, where Leona flicked on the lights. The smells of the room hit him, and he vomited to the side, coughing up the remnants of his early morning breakfast.

"Ooh, I'm sorry," Leona grimaced, "Let's move a little bit over there..." She began to lead them, Diana patting Yi on the shoulder in sympathy.

"It's like that the first time," the Scorn of the Moon reassured him, "But I have to say, it's a second home to me now."

Master Yi frowned. "How come you know about this place?" He asked, quite curious, only a little bit nauseated when they turned a corner.

"Leona apparently came in here when she and Malzahar were looking for a lost Voidling," Diana replied, shrugging, "I don't know the true story, but we're just where to supervise you guys."

"Caitlyn's orders?"

"Yeah, you could say that, right, Leona?"

"Huh?" Leona turned her head to look at them. She didn't catch Diana madly winking at her, nor did Master Yi.

"Anyway, then why should you be with me right now?" Yi asked, "Aren't you supposed to be hidden or something?" He leaped over a skeleton, and nearly crashed into a huge cobweb.

"Well... We figured you might want a shortcut back to those two," Diana shrugged, "They're getting too close."

"What?!" Yi cried, his sudden outburst echoing around the walls.

"Shh!" Both of the two women hissed.

"Okay, okay, but... Close? Those two?!" he grumbled, in a quieter voice, "I knew that if I left those two behind... Away from my watch..." He continued to mutter things under his breath, before Leona stopped suddenly, causing him to nearly stumble into her.

"Okay, here goes," Leona whispered, and pushed open the wall just a crack. From the small opening, Yi could see the two figures of Yasuo and Riven slowly approaching.

"Good luck," the two whispered, before they closed the false wall behind him. Just before the wall closed, Yi swore he heard a third voice, this time a wispy, snake-like voice. Quite familiar, but he couldn't place who it was.

Breathing in deeply the nicer air, the Wuju Bladesman walked out in front of Yasuo and Riven, blowing on his dusty glasses. "Oh! Hello!" He perked up, looking up at the two, "Finally had some time together?" A smile was directed to Yasuo, but a glare from behind his green glasses was directed to Riven.

"Yes, we did, Master Yi," Riven stepped haughtily in front of Yasuo, indignation in her gaze.

"... I did not say anything wrong," Master Yi held up his hands in a mock surrender.

"He's right, Exile, he never said anything wrong," Yasuo shrugged. Riven opened her mouth as if to say something, but closed it with a clack. Yi cast a triumphant glance to her. 'That's what she gets,' he thought, internally sneering.

Out of the blue, Riven stood on her tiptoes and using support on Yasuo's shoulder, pecked him lightly on the cheek. "Well, that doesn't matter now, since we're a couple," she smiled, "Right, Yasuo?"

"Huh? What?" Yasuo seemed flabbergasted, his face paling, and he turned to Riven. "What's happening?" he asked, confused.

"Come on, let's go, and leave this old geezer alone, he needs to meditate to regain his youth," Riven taunted, looping her arm around Yasuo's and leading the both of them away from Yi.

"... This is going to be a long day," Master Yi watched as Yasuo and Riven left down the hall. His finger twitched. Well... At least he should give Yasuo plenty of warnings, if not his blessing.

"Yasuo! Wait a minute!" he called, placing his hands on his hips. "I need to tell you something." Grateful for the intrusion, Yasuo almost pulled away, but Riven caught him again with a honey-sweet smile and continued to lead him forward. Well... Whatever...

Master Yi was meditating in a side room when the door quietly creaked open.

"... Is anyone in here?" A hushed male voice whispered.

"Yes, there is," Yi replied, standing. "May I help you...?" Yasuo came in through the door.

"Just... Hide me for a little while. Riven is getting a little unbearable."

"Speaking of which," Master Yi adjusted his glasses, which flashed in a very typical anime-esque fashion, "You are dating Riven, hm?"

"Wha- No! Nev-"

"Then you should know some ground rules," the shorter Ionian continued, as if he had not heard Yasuo speak at all. The wind samurai spluttered in indignation. "First, remember that communication is key in a relationship. It seems you are already off to a rather... Rocky start on that aspect, but with some work and harmony between the two of you, I am sure you can do it. Next-"

"We AREN'T dating, alri-"

"NEXT," the older man talked over Yasuo insistently, "You should try to solve arguments peacefully, preferably without the use of a sword or any other weapon."

"I'm not- We don't-" Yasuo threw up his hands in defeat.

"Finally... A parting statement I suppose." Master Yi regarded the taller man with a steely gaze in his eye. "Listen well. This is extremely important."

Yasuo blinked under the intensity of the look. He swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing nervously.

"... Remember to always use protection. Who knows what kinds of diseases Noxians carry, former or not." Yasuo sat there stunned. Of all things- "Did you not comprehend? Have you never used one before? I can't believe-"

"LIKE I SAID, WE AREN'T DATING! I-I DON'T EVEN LIKE RIVEN! I... I DON'T EVEN LIKE WOMEN!" Silence filled the room, although Yi could have sworn he heard both muffled screams of despair and madly joyous laughter resounding somewhere in the background.

"... You... Wh-... I did not take you for the type..." Master Yi finally managed to stutter. Yasuo blushed a deep red, not really from embarrassment, but more from... Relief, surprisingly. He didn't think anyone would accept him for that. Of course, Runeterra was all around a very accepting place, but... No one talked about it. These types of conversations were hushed, held behind closed doors more often than not.

"... I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

"No no, that is fine." Master Yi gestured vaguely. "I simply did not expect... I honestly did think you and Riven were a couple. Everyone does, from what I can tell."

Yasuo opened and closed his mouth, looking absurdly like a fish. Master Yi stifled a chuckle. "I suppose I will take my leave, then," he said, after a beat. The bespectacled man stood and made for the door.

"Wait!" A voice called from behind him. Master Yi turned.

"Yes?"

"..." Yasuo stood, his eyes never leaving the ground as he stepped close to Master Yi, who had to look up to see Yasuo's face.

"Is... There something you require of me?" the shorter man inquired hesitantly. Yasuo stood still for a moment before he leaned forward and managed to ruin the one moment he really shouldn't have ruined. A loud crack resounded in the room.

"Ow..." They both yelped and nursed their bruised foreheads.

"Yasuo... When you try to kiss someone, I recommend telling them beforehand, and to tilt your head to the side to avoid these unfortunate consequences," Master Yi grumbled. Yasuo grunted in agreement.

"... Can I... Try again?"

Master Yi smiled. "Later." Before Yasuo could react, he leaned up and gave him a chaste peck on the lips before quickly exiting the room. Yasuo simply stood, dumbstruck, as Master Yi left.

It was time to say goodbye. Riven still stood with Yasuo, her arm around his, seeming happier than usual. But when void sky began to darken, they had to go their separate ways, Riven still fleeing from Noxus. "I'll see you later, Yasuo?" She smiled.

"Uh... Er... I wouldn't count on it..." Yasuo nervously replied, glancing around. Master Yi stood beside them, arms crossed, his eyes seeming to darken. Yasuo's brown gaze set on Yi.

"Maybe... I'll just go with Yi..." He averted his gaze away from Riven's, "I mean, he did give me a chance to shelter in his temple. I have been on friendlier terms with Wukong and Yi, even if he may be an old geezer." In a quieter voice, he added to the Wuju Bladesman, "You did promise I could try again."

"Thank you and of course," Master Yi dipped his head, and at that moment, cast a victorious glance to Riven. "We should go, Wukong doesn't like his peach pie to arrive late. He can get... I should not say. Celebratory sake for a successful day?"

"Celebratory sake," Yasuo agreed. The two men walked through the portal, smiling serenely at each other, leaving Riven behind to scream at the sky once they left.

Diana and Leona watched with open mouths at this short, but meaningful conversation. "Haha! You see?" Diana crowed, her loud voice echoing through the empty mansion, "You see? You see?" She did a little victory dance. "Now I can command you to do whatever I want you to! That's hilarious!" She slapped her knee.

"I... I can't believe it..." Leona whispered, falling down to the floor, whimpering, "To all those chapters I read from Follow the Wind... It's not true?!"

"Now... What to start with?" Diana smirked.

"NOOOOOOOOO!"