Title: The Right One

Theme: #26 If only I could make you mine

Fandom: Nanatsu no Taizai/Seven Deadly Sins

Pairing: KingxDiane

Note: AU. Spoilers for manga. (Actually, not even.) BTW: Updates will be every week, mostly on Sundays, although if inspiration permits, I may post up to two a week.

Disclaimer: Honestly I'm glad I don't own Seven Deadly Sins. There's no way my crappy mind could come up with such amazing chemistry like Diane and Kings. Just take my soul please.

The Right One:

The lecture ended with the shrill cry of the bell signaling the end of another school day. Students eagerly emptied their seats, grabbing bags and grouping together with like-minded friends. King drowsily raised his head from his favorite pillow, glancing at the clock with a grimace. He rubbed his hand over his face, fighting the allure of sleep. The instructor had droned so long today, more so than usual, making it all too easy for him to doze off. They had long ago ceased dragging him to the headmasters office everytime he decided to take a well-deserved nap. King debated on catching just a few more minutes of sleep when a shadow passed over his desk and he looked up. His posture straightened with a snap and he tried not to clutch his pillow so tight. "Di-Diane!"

Smiling at him was a tall brunette with lovely features. Her slanted eyes were framed by long lashes, her lips a plush little bowtie that looked as soft as the petals of pink roses, She was on the softball team and it had firmed her long legs attractively, giving her tall stature allure. King couldn't keep the blush down. Diane was a popular friendly girl who had known King for years. She was his best friend. Clasping her hands behind her back Diane leaned in towards King's face with a knowing smirk. He felt his muscles petrify from the close proximity.

"Ne, King..."

"Y-yes Diane?"

"You were sleeping through class again weren't you?"

He laughed sheepishly, ducking his head. "Yeah."

"Moouu. That won't do." She gently scolded. "How are you going to check my scores if you aren't even paying attention?"

King waved away her worries. "I've already studied and memorized all the course material for this semester. You can go ahead and bring your tests and we'll get started."

"Mm! Lemme just go tell the Captain I'll be thirty minutes late for practice." She turned and left, running down the hall to the softball club room. As soon as she was out of sight King pulled out his phone and spoke quietly to the person on the other end.

"Ah yes. Please reschedule the meeting thirty minutes ahead. Mm-hm. Have my suit waiting in the car. I'll be cutting it close. Yes. Alright."

He hung up quickly, hearing Diane's unmistakable footsteps returning. His pillow, a family heirloom of priceless quality floated beside him as he motioned with his finger for a chair to slide across the room and next to his desk. He pulled out a pen just as Diane appeared at the door, bright-eyed with a stack of papers in her arms.

"Sorry about that." She said taking the empty seat next to his desk and laying her paperwork down. King kindly assured her it was alright and she cheerfully sat back as he bent forward to inspect her work.

"Ah. You used the wrong formula here." He explained, writing the correct process next to the crossed out test question. "You merely needed to adjust the variables accordingly."

Diane nodded affirmitively, focusing hard on his words. On a seperate sheet of paper she scribbled down notes. "This answer was only partially correct. You also have to include a description of the event." King had long ago made it a point to examine Diane's tests after they were passed back out. King and Diane not a part of thhe schools most elite group for nothing. The official name given by the school was Academic Seven, known by most student's as the Lucky Seven class which took the seven top scoring students and placed them in their own adjustment of advanced courses. It had always been considered an honor to belong to until two years prior when Meliodas arrived. Banding the seven top students together as friends the group came to be known as the Seven Sins due to their misconduct and rule-breaking. King, much to his annoyance had been given the title of Sloth for his penchant of falling asleep in class and still scoring first place in the school. Diane held the position of number five in the school and had earned the title of Envy. She hardly cared.

"You did better this week You only missed a couple." He offered her test back. "You should be proud." He mentioned shyly. "Keep that up and you could take my throne away from me."

"You really think so?" She laughed good-naturedly, startling him. He had always really loved her laugh.

"Of course!" His voice rang with honesty and she covered the lower portion of her face with her hair, thanking him with a blush. They shared a look and something in the room seemed to change. Everything around them was quiet. The classroom glowed a brilliant tangerine with heavy black shadows to contrast. The light fell on their faces partially, obscuring half their expressions.

She was the first to attempt to speak, an uncharacteristic timidness stunting her. Butterflies erupted in King's stomach at the look in her intelligent lavender eyes. "Ano...King..."

"Yes...Diane..?"

She averted her gaze, both hands working through the hair of one ponytail, a faint coloring across her adorable features. The atmosphere was thick with a kind of electricity. King, as unnerved as he was, couldn't even keep his Chastiefol pillow levitating as his entire focus zeroed in on Diane.

"Wh-What is it Diane?" He was careful not to pressure her. Whatever was on her mind was serious enough that it had rendered her nearly mute and King needed to know exactly what was powerful enough to do that.

Of it's own volition his hand rose, reaching, until he was able to softly brush his fingers across the hand still playing with hair. Her gaze shifted to meet his and somehow, ever so gently his hand pulled hers into his palm, lowering until they lay in her lap entwined.

"Diane."

The corners of her eyes crinkled with mirth, her lips opened, drawing his stare down to them as she started to speak. "K-King..I..."

BzZzzt!

Both froze. Something seemed to shatter and just like that the moment was gone. Diane drew back, embarrassed. King swallowed thickly, hoping his furious frustration didn't show on his face as he pulled his phone from his pocket and opened it to sharply snap, "I'll be right there." before he closed it.

Diane stood up, having gathered her things and King hurriedly did the same. They were quiet as they left the empty classroom, walking with a sizable distance between them. They stopped at the shoe lockers to get into their sneakers. King ran a hand through his short apricot-colored hair, unsure of what to say. He looked at the girl as she sat hunched over, tugging a shoe on forcibly since she had always stubbornly refused to untie and retie her shoes everyday. He couldn't stop himself from being in love with the sweet-natured high-schooler who had a way of charming those around her. Few saw that beneath the tough and friendly exterior there was an emotionally fragile girl inside, afraid to trust, afraid to hope. King saw it. Had known of the complexities of the beautiful softball champion and had even to his great regret played a part in the manifestation of her trauma.

Inwardly he knew he wouldn't be able to continue with things the way they were. He would have to tell her eventually. Keeping secrets had only ever hurt Diane, despite his best intentions.

Her back was still to him when he felt the buzzing of his phone in his pocket again, clearly serving as a reminder that he had a commitment to tend to. He stared at the name of his secretary as it flashed on the small screen for a long while before he heard her say, "Go. They're waiting for you."

She hadn't moved, sitting on the floor with her back against the lockers, knees drawn to her chest and face turned away and towards the doors. King stared at the back of her head, at the revealed delicate skin of her neck, and he made an odd observation in that juncture. She looked so frail. Curled up the way she was, refusing to look back at him, body framed by late sunlight, she looked so frail. His feet moved, the legs of his in-desperate-need-of-hemming trousers catching under his heels as he quietly sat down next to her. She finally lifted her chin to study him quizzically.

"What are you doing?"

It was a loaded question. As the heir of one of the larger corporations in Liones he had been bound since a young age to respondsibilities and obligations. He took no part in after school activities since his every minute outside of school was spent managing his grandfathers company. It was why he slept so much in class. He was always awake late catching up on work and school. He had his every waking minute accounted for in a black leather planner. He couldn't afford to shirk or avoid his duties.

As he sat there on the dirty floor of his high school's entrance, tie loose and hair rumpled from sleep, gazing into the eyes of the only person who had ever truly meant something to him he realized-

"I'm tired of making the wrong decision." He whispered. Her expression clouded with confusion.

"What do you mean?"

He only looked at her with his sensitive amber eyes. Her own pair widened with realization and she barely had time to gasp before a pair of lips covered her own. It lasted only the breath of an instant, a featherlight meeting of skin but in those few seconds their senses were sent ablaze, a rush of want in their blood startling them, before he pulled away just enough for him to whisper, "I'm making a decision now." He pressed against her again and she had her arms wrapped around him and they took pleasure in the feel of each other.

Both ignored the incessant buzzing of his cellphone.

OWARI

Third one down. I kinda like how this came out. I read all of Seven Deadly Sins Academy that have been translated so far and I have to say that I love King in uniform. I was also pleased by the little BanxElaine moments. So cute! I'll be bringing in more characters as we continue (mostly Ban). Not too sure if anyone is even reading this but that's okay. I'm writing this for the fans that want to see more Kiane ficcage. If no one reads it well I will since I am a Kiane fan and that means I've reached my goal. Lol. So anyways, 27 more to go. Not gonna give up!

Thanks for reading!