RIGHTPAIRING: Actually I am kinda beginning to enjoy writing Darius and Lux. And besides I have so many damn ships I can just make a whole new story with the same problem with 20 different champions xD

Also I'm updating this story a lot because all I have in my life right now is homework, eat, sleep, and do this fic...I live a sad life. But also I have a ton of ideas and I just to get it down.

Chapter 5

Garen could barely contain his anger. "LUXANNA CROWNGUARD," he roared. "WHAT, MAY I ASK, ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT-THAT 'HAND OF NOXUS'?" Lux stared at him defiantly. "First," she began, "I am twenty five years old! I have freedom! And, FYI, I wasn't doing anything bad with Darius!" she blushed as she finished.

Luckily Garen was too angry to catch the blush. "Darius," he snarled. "Move AWAY from my sister. Now." Darius snorted. "I'd rather not. I'm not going to get soaked just because I'm listening to you." "Or, maybe, you just want to sit next to my sister, who is off limits." Garen retorted.

"Garen!" Lux complained. "I'm not a child anymore! I can do what I like! Even if it has anything to do with Darius." Garen narrowed his eyes. "Lux," he said. "If you do not move away from that oaf in the next five seconds I-"

"That is enough," Jarvan bellowed. "I don't care if Lux is sleeping with Darius right now, just move over and let us all under the ledge. Right now we are all trapped in the rift. There is no Noxus or Demacia. NOW SHUT UP!" Shyvana who was still snuggled on his back, was baring her teeth, clutching Jarvan's chest.

"But," Garen began, "Why would Lux ever sleep with a man like th-"

"Because I'm not!" Lux lost it. "Darius just happened to pull me in with his axe near the bush! Now stop blaming him! He didn't do anything wrong!" she wrapped Darius's cape tighter around her. Jarvan looked ready to blow again. Taking note of this, Quinn quickly ushered everyone under the ledge. "Let's all argue about this under the ledge, shall we?"

Sighing, Garen reluctantly sat himself down next to Lux. "Does anyone know what time it is til noon?"

Quinn looked up at the sky. "It should be noon in about half an hour," she calculated. "Why?" Garen shook his head. "No reason," he quickly replied. She narrowed her eyes but didn't push it. Garen was soon distracted by the fact that Lux was literally sitting on Darius's lap, though the two didn't seem to mind. In fact, they were bickering over whether Lux should give Darius's cape back to him.

"But it's warm!"
"And I care because?"
"Because I'll be cold if I don't wear it!"
"You're not going to die."
"What if I do die? Of hypothermia? Have fun paying for my funeral!"
"You are so infuriating. Give me back my cape!"
"No!"
"Give it-"
"Nooooooo!"
"Alright, alright, woman! Keep the damn cape! You're going to pay for winning this argument."

Garen gritted his teeth. He couldn't believe Lux was talking so leisurely to the Hand of Noxus. If the rest of Demacia found out about this, she would be exiled without a thought, unless Jarvan managed to pull a few wires. A sudden angel part of his head shoved a thought into his brain. But you're meeting Katarina at noon. She's the deadliest assassin in Noxus, and you're going to spar and talk with her? Hypocritical, Garen...

Around fifteen minutes later, the rain had cleared and everyone was up and stretching their cramped muscles. "Eep!" Lux stumbled as she fell into Darius's waiting arms. "Watch how your stretching," he said gruffly. "You can't just fall into people while you stretch, Luxanna."

Huffing, Lux muttered, "Well, sor-ry..."

A while later, Garen quicky spit out an excuse, "I'm going to go scout around the blue side. I should be back in an hour." Jarvan raised his eyebrows but nodded. "Alright, but don't go anywhere and get caught."

"Kat," Garen called. "You'd better have something good to talk about. I have to be back on the red side within the hour."

"And why, may I ask, were you on the red side, Dear Demacia?" Kat leapt from the ledges above.

"We ran into Darius and Lux," Garen grumbled. "And they were a bit close for comfort." Katarina laughed. "Didn't take Darius as one to go for a petite girl like Lux."

"He'd better not," Garen growled fiercely. "Lux is too young for it, and Darius is from Noxus. He is a vile oaf, I tell you." Katarina placed a hand on his shoulder. "Calm down, Garen. If they do get together, they'll keep it secret, I'm sure."

He sighed, raising his sword. "Let's spar, then, shall we?"

A few minutes laterrrrr

Katarina was breathing hard, Garen pinning her under him with his sword at her neck. Grinning, she wrapped both legs around his waist and flipped them over. Laughing, she collapsed on his chest. "Wow, you seem like you've been training."

"So I have," Garen breathed gently. Katarina, realizing what an intimate position they were in, blushed and untangled herself from Garen's chest. "So," she said. "I said we were going to talk. Let's talk."

"Have you ever wondered what it was like to be in love?" Garen asked quietly as they sat by the river. Katarina flinched. "Yes," she whispered."Even now, I wonder if I'm in love with one man I know..." "Who?" Garen questioned. He felt a protective flare in his chest, but it was different from the way he felt about Lux.

"I'd rather not say," Kat stood up abruptly. "Look, shouldn't you be getting back to your friends?"

"Kat-"

"Please," Katarina turned away. "Go."

Confused and broken, Garen walked away, wondering if he was in love.

Daaaamn Garen, better get your girl back fast!