Hey guys, Heartless here. I know. I'm soooo sorry it took so long to get this chapter up! I have been so stuck on what to do with this story it's not even funny... I'm still kinda stuck, but as you can see, I've finally written up a new chapter. I truly hope you all enjoy this, and again, I am so sorry for the wait.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or game. Sadly :/

Normal P.O.V.

It was 8:00 p.m. when Apollo and Ema arrived at the resteraunt. They were greeted by a waiter and led to a table near the balcony.

"Um, excuse me sir," Apollo piped up, "but where is everyone?"

"Oh, weren't you told? The entire restraunt has been rented out for your dining pleasure."

"Wow... Can you believe it Apollo? The entire restraunt all to ourselves. The glimmerous fop has really gone overboard, huh?"

"Yeah, maybe just a bit."

The two sat down at the table and gave the waiter their order. He walked to the kitchen, leaving the pair alone.

"So, Ema. Nice place here."

"Yeah. It is. Oh, look over there."

Ema pointed at the wall opposite the doors they had come in just a few minutes ago. There was a set of giant white French doors that opened out on to a beautiful, expansive marble balcony overlooking the ocean. Cherub statues graced the elegant achetecture of the railing surrounding the perimiter.

The waiter came back with the food, and Apollo and Ema loosened up a bit as they conversed and fell back into their usual rhythm. After finishing their meals, music began to fill the room. A slower song, good for dancing, called them to the balcony for a dance. Apollo put his left arm around Ema's waist and held her left hand in his right. Her right hand found itself resting on his shoulder. They swayed in time with the music as the sun set, casting a glow upon their skin. Apollo thought to himself that Ema looked divine in the fleeting sunlight. Ema had similar feelings about Apollo. They danced and twirled in time to the beat, as the stars began to peek out from beyond the darkening sky. The dance came to its end, and the two participants slowed to a halt as the final echos of the song faded. Both of Apollo's hands rested on Ema's waist, and both of her arms wound around his neck. Apollo spoke softly.

"Hey, Ema, It's getting late. We should head back to the room now..."

"Yeah, I guess it's that time..."

The two exited the resteraunt fully aware of what they felt for eachother. The hard part now was figuring out if the other felt the same, and where this leaves them.

Alright, I know it probably wasn't great, but I have a proposition for all of my readers. Shoot me a review, or a pm and let me know what YOU wanna see. Gimme some ideas guys, cause I'm running out!

Thank you all again for being patient with me, it means a lot.

HeartlessRockstarXIII Signing off~