Nakaba released a chapter early, so I felt like I should too :) unfortunately, this chapter does not contain obvious sexual tension between two bara bishounen, but hopefully it still does the trick ;)

"Harlequin, do you… remember me?" Her voice was hesitant, as she wasn't sure what to make of his prolonged silence.

After a long pause, he nodded slowly. She thought that answer would excite her, but she was only more confused. She opened her mouth to ask another question, but he caught her off guard with one of his own. "And you said…" He scrunched up his face, concentrating hard, and she wondered if he was trying to sort out what had been real and what his confused memories and mind had convinced him had been happening.

"… You got your memories back, from… From those 500 years? You said that, didn't you?"

She nodded, so elated to finally be able to tell him this. "Yes! I'm not sure how, or how I even lost them in the first place, but I have them!"

"Wait, you don't know?"

"Know what? Do you know what happened to my memories, Harlequin?" She couldn't stop smiling at him. She was even happier that he might be able to solve this mystery for her.

He began shifting a bit more in the air. Was he nervous? "Y-yeah. I know who took them, anyway."

Wait, someone took them? She smacked her hands together eagerly. "Then tell me! Whoever did it has it coming."

"O-oh? Uh… Well… It was…um…"

"Come on, Harlequin, who was it?"

"Um…" King squeezed his eyes shut as he quickly whispered "I took them."

"… What?"

"I erased your memories, Diane."

King watched her with widened, stricken eyes, and that frustrated her. Why should he look so upset, when she was the one who just found out that he of all people had done such a thing to her? But, how did he even… And… "Why?"

"It's a long story… I guess you could say it seemed like a good idea at the time…" He wouldn't meet her eyes now.

What the hell was that supposed to mean?! "So, what, you did it just because you could? You took my memories just for fun, like Gowther?!"

"Would I do that, Diane?!"

"I don't know…" Though it hadn't been his fault, she just kept thinking of him attacking her in Camelot, and she thought of the other Fairy King, who had murdered so many with just a casual wave of his hand. King was just as powerful as he was. Who knew what else he was capable of? She loved him, but she didn't know what he could do.

"Diane." He said again, his voice softened by hurt, "do you really think I would do that?"

"I don't know. Then why?"

"Because I… I promised you I would come back no matter what. And for a number of reasons, I wasn't able to keep that promise after all, and I thought of you waiting for me, and I thought-"

"You thought I couldn't handle it."

Though he looked horrified, there wasn't enough denial in his face to make Diane feel better at all. "Wh-what? Diane, that's not what I-"

Her voice was icy as she said, "You're wrong. You didn't erase my memories for my sake. You did it for yours. You couldn't handle facing me after breaking a promise, so you erased that promise altogether."

Tears streamed down King's face, and she was surprised that the sight didn't make her feel like doing so as well. Then she realized she didn't feel like much of anything.

"…You're right. It was selfish of me. I never should have done it, I should have told you when I saw you again, and I- I'm so sorry!"

Diane began walking slowly towards King, and his crying face changed to one of shock, then of fear. He flinched, anticipating a hit.

But it never came. Diane continued marching forward, purposeful and unresponsive. She did not acknowledge King at all, even as she nearly collided into him. He yelped and dashed out of the way once he realized she definitely intended to walk straight through him.

"Diane?" He called after her, perplexed. "Diane, why aren't you yell- …aren't you mad? Diane?" His voice became more panicked as she failed to respond at all. "Diane, please talk to me! I'm sorry! I can say it a million times, and mean it every single time! Please, just answer me!"

She should turn around. She'd waited so long to have him back and to remember her, but now she'd made him cry. But now she couldn't forgive him. And she probably shouldn't do what she was about to do, but King was often her voice of reason, and funnily enough she didn't feel like listening to him right now.

"Hey you stupid, ugly, demons! Are we going to start this dumb fight or what?"

At first there was silence. Then, caustic laughter followed.

"She has guts, doesn't she Dolor? I like this one! Let's play a little rougher with her."

King muttered something darkly behind her, but she didn't care to figure out what.

Suddenly, a stone golem and a wooden fairy doll appeared on either side of her. She looked at each appraisingly. The golem was heavy, and could do some serious damage, but the doll looked lighter and easier to control. And she wanted to be certain of her aim.

Wielding Gideon like a bat, she flung the wooden fairy across the field and halfheartedly sparred with the golem as she listened patiently.

"Gah! Chastiefol, Form Two, Guardian!" He spoke so fast his words blurred together.

She glanced over her shoulder to see the huge green bear narrowly intercept the doll and send it flying a safe distance away from both King and Diane. She'd have to try harder. Then suddenly the golem struck her hard in the thigh, and she whacked it so hard, it would have split were it an ordinary rock. Instead, the platform around them began to crack.

She noticed King deftly maneuvering his spear against the fairy doll, and decided this fight was too easy for him. She sent the golem his way next, and he shouted in surprise as it knocked him to the ground. The laughing commentary came again.

"Isn't she something? She's doing all the work for us!"

"Enough. We should end this quickly."

He sighed. "Yes, I suppose you're right, Dolor."

King still hadn't moved from the ground, but then a cloud of knives begin to surround him as he floated above both the monsters. Before he could get too high, the golem and the doll surrounded him on either side and crashed straight through his defense. A blow from both of them slammed him into the ground again, this time creating a nice-sized crater. She winced. It seemed like these summoned monsters were somehow stronger than they'd been earlier.

She watched King struggle to his feet and resisted the urge to go and help him. She hadn't forgiven him yet, and it would be silly to aid him after she was the one who directed the creatures towards him in the first place. Besides, he seemed fine now. The knives that they had destroyed had regenerated, and now he sent them spiraling down towards the wooden doll.

Wait, where was the golem?

Suddenly, she was pounded hard onto her back, her body creating a deep crevice in the platform. The weight of the golem pinned her to the ground; a stone fist was shooting towards her face. Then, she was freed as the golem was knocked aside.

She scrambled to a sitting position to spot King looking at her with concern from the other side of the platform. "I was fine. I'm not your damsel in distress, so don't try to save me!"

"Oh!" King's entire face went red. "I'm sorry, I was only trying to-"

"Watch out!" But before she could even finish, King was struck by the fairy doll's magic and began careening across the platform towards the edge. Placing her hand on the ground, Diane extended the earth to follow King off the stone fingertip and form a wall to abruptly stop his wild roll. She ran to him, getting in a punch or two on the doll as she whacked it out of the way.

"Harlequin! Are you okay?" She scanned him for injuries. He was bleeding a bit and had a few bruises, but she'd definitely seen him looking worse.

"I'm fine, Diane. Thanks to you." Oh no. She couldn't look at him when he was doing that.

"We should-…we should work together if we want to take them down." She muttered, and she moved her eyes even further away. Dammit. He was doing it even worse. She was not ready to let her anger crumble just yet.

"Okay, what should we-"

She held up her finger to shush him, but only succeeded in covering his entire face for a second. It was probably for the best at this point. She spoke hurriedly in order to stop looking at him as soon as possible. "We don't need a plan. Just follow my lead and use something super strong when I say so, okay?"

"All right, then."

"And Harlequin?"

"Yes?" His voice was gentle and sweet despite the situation, and she gritted her teeth. She had to stay strong here.

"Stop smiling so much. You're making this hard."

She turned and ran off without glanced back, and King remained where he was, utterly stunned. Then he understood and started chuckling as he followed her. "You got it, Diane!"

She couldn't stop the grin spreading across her face. King was just too damn cute.

So because I'm that kind of King-obsessed trash I always have to ask why when people tell me that they don't like King or Kiane. The number one reason I hear from people is the fact he erased Diane's memories, and that this is never really addressed anyone other than in a "aren't they so tragic?" kind of way. I do want to know why King did it, as we can theorize forever but it really hasn't been explained why he actually erased her memories...So, I thought I'd add to the feels in this fic and incorporate that as well XD

Thanks again to everyone who's been reading and such! (Especially people reviewing! Reviews are awesome, and you are awesome!) We're definitely getting close to the end (I mean it this time) so I hope you'll look for the next chapter next week!