Ryohei Sasagawa - Tough Love

Summary: After blowing up at him, she thought she could never face him, but fate is a twisted, strange thing that seemed to entwine her to him.  She could deny everything but in the end that was all it was, simple, sweet denial. After all whoever said love wasn't tough? 

A/N: another story taken from my Fanfiction account - Thebattleangel - go check it out for my longer stories, these can be found under my KHR! one shots :) KHR does not belong to me!!!

Inspiration : Falling in love, bars and much more :3

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"That was SO EXTREME!"
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"I'm gonna do that to the EXTREME!"
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"If it isn't extreme let's make it EXTREEMMEEE!" 

Every time she heard his voice her eye twitched in annoyance at the loud mouthed boxer, her patience was wearing dangerously thin. 

"Do you feel EXTRE.."

"OH MY FUCKING KAMI CAN YOU JUST SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY SASAGAWA!" She yelled making most of her friends jump with fright and shock at her sudden out burst. 

She had rudely cut the boxer off, as he simply stood staring at her, his mouth gaping in shock. Slowly she stood up and decided it best if she left the gym. Been a young woman, born into a rather well known family and blowing up at him the way she did wasn't exactly the most appropriate thing she could have done, specially when every single person knew exactly who she was. 

Once home she locked herself in her home and sighed in relief. She felt slightly embarrassed for what had happened, she didn't know how she would ever be able to go to the gym again without feeling like a complete and utter boob. Mentally she sat cursing the snowy haired boxer at how he made her snap, when most men who actually made an effort to try never succeeded. Yet there he was. Yelling loudly as usual and she just lost it. Nobody ever got under her skin, no one ever made her angry or embarrassed. 

"Damn it..." She muttered to herself. 

She was the "aloof" girl who couldn't care less if the world came to an end, the rich, quiet, girl that was referred to as the ice queen. Over all those years she hadn't changed one single bit.

She sighed, biting her lip as she looked around her home trying to decide what she wanted to do. Yet she was still cursing Ryohei and it was starting to irritate her. 

"Just freaking great, now your stuck in my head you stupid boxer." She grumbled as she slunk towards her lounge. 

She lazily pulled out her phone, looking through all the messages she had received and groaned when she saw one specific number show up: Sasagawa...

' Hey uh, what was that about back at the gym are you okay?' She frowned. 

"Why would he want to know if I'm okay?" She mumbled to herself placing her phone down on her glass table and resting on her leather sofa.

"I'm just freaking perfect." She growled to herself.

She rolled over and decided to go out, hoping that a few drinks would maybe clear her mind. Slipping into a white dress and red high heels she pulled on her short leather jacket flicking out her hair and drove to the nearest bar she could find.

Arriving, she parked and left her jacket in the car, checking her make up one last time she made her way inside. She walked and sat in the farthest corner she could find, that was secluded and instantly buried herself in a glass of vodka on the rocks. 

Only when she felt relaxed did she allow her eyes to wonder for someone to maybe converse with. She scanned the crowd until she spotted a man who stood out... A lot... He was tall, well built and his suit seemed to fit him perfectly. His hair was spiked up and complimented his tanned skin well. She smirked, standing and walking closer to her target, noticing all the eyes that were on him, when she seated herself quietly beside him.

Feeling a presence at his side Ryohei stopped chatting and turned to find a pretty female in a white dress beside him. Something about her seemed rather familiar...

He continued eyeing her until honey eyes met his and grew in shock. "Yuki?" He questioned in slight disbelief...

"Oh Kami and to think I was actually going to hit on you." She blurted out, cupping her mouth as soon as the words spilt from her lips. 

Ryohei watched her, stunned by her words, watching as a deep blush crept into her usually fair cheeks. 

"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" She muttered turning away from him and nervously looking around the room at any person or any item, as long as it wasn't him. She was beyond mortified by the situation and her state of soberness wasn't helping her much either as she quickly ordered another drink and downed it under the watchful gaze of the boxer beside her.

She couldn't help but freeze when she felt warm breath on the back of her neck. 

"You know you're quite the extreme drinker, but alcohol will affect you quicker than a man, so you should slow down or you not going to be able to drive home." His lips brushed against her ear causing her to shudder as she simply forced a staggered nod at his words. 

"So tell me are you here with anyone Yuki?" He asked her in a voice she wasn't used to hearing. 

It was husky and deep, something she found she enjoyed much more than his usual loud voice.

"N-no, I'm a-alone." 'What the hell! Why am I stuttering!' She mentally yelled at herself looking up at the man with wide eyes.

He chuckled. "Well then that's extreme, come drink with us, no ones seen you since high school, I'm sure they'd all like to see you again." 

He smiled taking her hand and dragging her to where Tsuna, Hibari, Gokudera and Takeshi sat chatting and drinking. She watched as all eyes landed on her and the boxer, she cursed herself knowing how they must have looked, with her looking all flustered and coy behind his slim, chiseled form. She shook her head feeling her cheeks heat up more at the mere thought.

"So whose the pretty lady?" Takeshi teased, chuckling as he noticed her face flush more. 'Curse you, you baseball nut.' She mentally growled as Ryohei stood grinning, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand.

"Well guys I'm shocked you don't actually recognise her, its Yuki, she was in all our classes with us at Nanimori once upon a time." Shocked gazes met hers as she was soon pulled into bear hugs.

"I-its really good to see all of you are doing very well." She said quietly keeping the topic of conversation off of her as best as she could.

"Your looking really good Yuki, did you come here with someone?" Tsuna asked casually.

'Damn you Sagawa. How could you ask me that!' "Well no, I didn't. I just needed to get out for a bit, its been a long last few days." She sighed.

"You? Coming here alone? That's hard to believe, looked to us like you were waiting for Ryohei." Hibari pointed out blankly as he took a sip of his drink.

'Oh Kami WHY ME!?' Think, think, THINK dammit! I can't get out of this one!' Her mind was running insane as Ryohei cleared his throat beside her dragging her back to the present situation. Her eyes widened when she noticed she'd comfortably placed herself on his lap at the table and pretty much answered Hibari's question for him. Going blood red she staggered up from his lap and walked as quickly as she could into the parking lot.

"Hey! Yuki wait up! Are you okay?" She stopped dead in her tracks when his voice wrapped around her, she slowly turned to face the boxer, irritated with herself for denying what was bugging her deep inside. 

That small voice she forced herself to ignore and the very reason he had managed to get under her skin. When she looked up Ryohei was staring down at her, concern etched into his features. Even after all the tough years that passed he still adored her fiercly.

Unable to control her emotions any longer she punched him in the arm as hard as she could. He tilted his head to the side eyeing her curiously until she grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him down to her level crashing her lips to his.

Who ever said love wasn't tough in its own way

Reborn - Bang Bang you shot me down

Summary : He was a devil incarnate, she knew it but she loved him none the less. Though she did not enjoy been faced by various circumstances that came with being with him,  specially when it included been chased around by Bianchi.

Inspiration: failed cooking and ticking people off just because you can~

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She ran as fast as her slender legs could carry her through the mansion. "Damn that crazy bitch." She groaned as she sprinted down another long passage. Bianchi ran after her squealing and shouting at her and yet, where was the cause of all this chaos? Well the sadist hitman was sitting by Tsuna laughing his evil, egotisical head off as his girlfriend was been hunted out with a passion by one of his ex-flames. As if having to dodge the woman's poison cooking wasn't bad enough she had to dodge doors, people and other items that littered her path to freedom. It was like her worst nightmare come true. Sure she could fight, but Bianchi wasn't worth her time or effort.

Panting uncontrollably she flung herself into Tsuna's office and glared at Gokudera slamming the door shut with a loud thud. "You better put your god damned sister on a leash." She growled out of breath, then she turned to look at the man who smirked at her deviously. His dark eyes roaming over her body. She then pointed a finger at him as she bent over to catch her breath properly before scolding him. "And YOU have some explaining to do mister." She glowered at her boyfriend. "How could you leave out the fact that crazed bitch is an ex of yours?" She panted.

"I didn't think it was really relevent my princess." He purred knowing she couldn't stay mad at him for much longer.

"Well I believe it is when she's frankly trying to kill me." She groaned looking over at Tsuna and Gokudera before her gaze landed back on her lover. She jumped and rushed behind Reborn when Bianchi kicked the door down surrounded by a dark aura, a plate of her poison in hand ready to be launched.

"YOU!" She growled angrily at the female hiding behind her ex. Reborn smirked deviously as he looked behind him at the emerald eyes that half glared back up at him. Her dark auburn hair hanging in her eyes as they moved from him to the woman who stood glaring at her.

"Don't worry my princess she won't do anything to you as long as I'm here." He smirked turning so he could hold her protectively. He looked over at the now scowling Bianchi. "I suggest you calm down." He simply said before leading Takara out the room, his hand securely on her waist.

In their room she looked up at him and pouted when he rested his hands on her hips and smiled down at her. "See your safe and sound now my love." He purred.

"You such a jerk sometimes Reborn." She muttered looking up at him in a suggestive manner.

"You're a powerful woman, but I'll still protect you." He chuckled kissing her neck and jaw line. She simply chuckled rolling her eyes.

"Next time, tell me these things, I don't wanna get killed." He thought she looked so adorable when she looked all serious. Gently kissing her he felt her slowly give in to him. How he had managed to actually get the woman in his arms was still hard to believe after she had rejected him on more than one occasion.

"How did I ever get so lucky?" He purred as he kissed her shoulder gently.

"What ever do you mean Reborn?" She chuckled softly at the ticklish sensation of his lips ghosting over her skin.

"You always rejected me, we both know woman never reject me... But you... You drove me mad because I couldn't get you." He purred again running his hands down her sides.

She smirked, "I heard you were a challenge, so I wanted to see for myself..." She taunted kissing the shell of his ear.

"I don't think I put out much of a challenge when it came to you, I was told the same thing about you, seemed you had it much easier than I did." He breathed taking in the scent of her hair as he pulled her closer to him.

She chuckled again. "No you didn't but it was fun, till the night I caved."

Reborn couldn't help the smirk the crossed his lips. "Why did you cave?" He asked against her skin.

"The smoldering look you gave me, I was wanting and lusting after you, but it did change to something much deeper, that one look and it was like 'bang bang, you shot me down', after that I just couldn't resist anymore." She said breathlessly, as she slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt.

"Such a complex woman you are my love." He purred kissing her again before pushing her on the bed.

She chuckled tossing his fedora onto the floor before tangling her fingers in his spikey black hair and pulling his lips to hers once again. "Your impossible Reborn." She smirked against his lips.

"I love you too Takara." He purred seductively against her throat.

She had to admit, her boyfriend wasn't the most chivalric ever, but he had his own way of showing her his feelings. The impossible once playboy had truly shot her down and held her heart hostage, but all things said and done she couldn't be happier, even if it meant spending each day running off from Bianchi and her poison.

Yeah... It was totally worth it...

Spanner - Grease Monkey

Summary : She loved watching him, tinkering with inventions of her own. He always inspired her creative side so she never minded been hidden away with him.

Inspiration : getting dirty :P

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Cars, engines and motors. Anything mechanical and she was at home, often found dosing in the back of the car seat she worked on. But her talents didn't just stop when it came to cars. Anything mechanical was her baby. Growing up in her fathers garage was the life she knew all her life.

Been taken from her home she now sat in a workshop. It was dark, smelled of damp and grease, cigarettes and petrol. Lazily she slid from her leather seat playing with a spanner between her fingerless glove clad fingers. Although through everything she couldn't have been happier. She spied carefully for her best friend hoping she'd spot his legs or his mess of blonde hair somewhere in the workshop.

"Spanner? Where are you?" She cooed as she rounded a shelf to spot him hunched over some strange component he was tinkering with. As always the shy blonde was covered in grease but he seemed to be having a good time as she snuck up on him.

Gently she placed a hand on his shoulder watching as he jumped up from his work dropping everything in his hands. "Amber how many times do I have to remind you, its dangerous sneaking up on me like that." He mumbled, his cheeks burning.

She chuckled. "Oh but I did call you, seems you were to engrossed in your tinkering." She picked up what he had been working on and eyed it carefully, enjoying the feeling of the metal cogs against her fingers as she tried to figure out what he was working on.

She placed it down carefully and smiled a bright smile when the blonde eyed her. "Uh you got some dirt on your face." He commented lightly wiping a dark stripe of oil on her cheek and chuckling as she looked down at him.

She grinned deviously and rubbed her cheek against his in a feral manner before pulling away and laughing. "There now we're even." She chuckled poking his now beet red cheeks. "You know you're absolutely adorable when you blush Spanner." She continued chuckling flicking her sandy colored hair out of her face, careful not to get any oil in it, even though it had gotten some dust in from when she worked under the car.

Spanner laughed quietly as he pulled her into a hug. It was something the two deeply enjoyed. Both to shy to confess anything to each other. "Ya know its a pity boss keeps us down here like mushrooms." He joked lightly.

She frowned playfully. "Naw I don't mind, I'm down here with you. Its better than been alone." She giggled when his cheeks flared up again.

The two had grown up together until she moved away. Her past wasn't the prettiest but she was a strong woman. Her mother had passed away from cancer and after her death, her father drank heavily and well that was the main reason she had been taken away. It was his way of protecting her from her old man. It was about three years later when the blonde bomb shell was reunited with him again after her father had passed away. And he was shocked that the only way she had really changed was physically. She was still the sweet bubbly girl he knew when they were much younger.

"Hey Spanner, do you ever remember when we were kids?" She whispered into his chest.

"Yeah I d-do Amber, they precious memories." He answered back fighting the heat that was rushing to his cheeks quicker than what he could control.

"I'm glad I found you again. I missed those days so much, they were some of the best days of my life, all so precious." She smiled sweetly giving him a peck on the cheek. "Are you okay?" She asked sounding concerned.

"Uh... I am why?" He asked in a hushed tone.

"You're burning up, are you sure you haven't got a fever?" She placed her cold hand against his head eyeing him carefully.

Spanner swallowed hard and looked away when she looked up at him worriedly. "I'm okay I promise." She watched his adams apple bob up and down as he swallowed nervously.

"Awe if you don't have a fever then that must be a blush I see." She giggled.

Spanner smiled nervously at her statement and bear hugged her, tickling her sides as she was sent into fits of laughter. "Aahhh Spanner...p-p-plea-please s-stop!" She gasped as she giggled trying to calm her rapid breathing.

"Ya know you're such a grease monkey." He teased roughing up her hair. She just flashed him a dazzling smile before they both set to work again.

Hibari Kyoya - Love Bites

Summary : She was a natural born rebel set on the path to annoy one of the most feared men in the Vongola. Thier paths had crossed many times. Each time he realised she had remained unchanged deep inside, but that was what he grew to adore about her, she was after all the only person who had managed to crawl under his skin, as much as he hated it.

A/N: taken from my fanfiction account -Thebattleangel - I do not own KHR!

Inspiration : love bites and been rebellious just because you can be!

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She had met him in high school. Been the rebel she was she was all but to familiar with him and aware of what he was capable of. It was how they slowly fell for each other though both of them blatantly refused to ever admit it. Hibari would never forget how she'd taunt him endlessly taunt him and irritate him either by wearing the wrong uniform or sleeping in class and what infuriated him the most was how she would challenge him when all the students feared him.

As they grew up, so the challenges got worse, like an endless game of cat and mouse he still couldn't break the rebel he swore he would eventually break. Yet she knew him better than he knew himself and after a childish, rigged high game of 7 minutes, things between them had changed slightly. Yet they never spoke of what happened in the closet that night, both knew how the other felt.

That wicked baby, Reborn, she was certain was the devil incarnate, always trying to set up awkward situations between the two. Ofcoarse they were both well aware that he knew something was going on between them when she often walked around with love bites on her neck. Yet no one dared to say anything out of their sheer fear of Hibari.

Katsu on the other hand never really gave a damn and continued in her rebellious ways been the one who loved to challenge him. Ofcoarse she was captain of the high schools female kick boxing team and often trained with Ryohei when she was bored.

Ryohei smirked when he often caught Hibari watching her from the shadows back then. Now though he was more obvious about it specially when she sat in the mansions music room playing her violin.

Hibari stood listening to her play, her melody was haunting. It intoxicated him and he hated it that he couldn't do anything about it. It had been a while since the high school incedent and when they left he never expected her to wait. Yet, here she was, still as single as she was when he left. She hadn't changed very much besides the fact she'd become a beautiful woman. Her hair had even grown longer and sprawled out on the seat she sat on, her steely grey eyes still the same ever glinting with untold mischief.

She looked up at him from her playing and smirked. They were both alone and it made her body tingle with excitement. He had changed so very much since he had returned it only drew her to him more. She stopped playing when he walked towards her, confident strides which slightly confused her. Slowly she stood up to meet him placing her violin down.

"So Hibaka, what brings you here at this time, wasn't Tsu-kun sending you on a mission?" She smirked watching as he rolled his eyes at her nick name she had given him.

"Its Hibari." He growled crashing his lips to hers. Resting his head against hers he stared into her eyes. "But you'll call me Kyoya." He growled huskily.

"I couldn't possibly call you by your first name." She responded shocked. "It would be inapropriate if you had to get a girlfriend. Only they should have the honor of calling you by your first..."

He cut her off by kissing her again. "Since when did the rebel really care about what's appropriate or not?" He smirked, taunting her.

"B-but I'm not your girlfriend, I may be a rebel but..." He silenced her again with a heated kiss which took her breath away.

Dragging his lips to her neck he kissed the sensitive skin feeling her shudder in his arms. "I want you to call me it, say my name or I'll have to bite you to death." He purred starting to slowly nibble on the flesh.

"Hiba...Kyoya." She purred when he gave one small area on her neck a little to much attention.

"Your mine." He growled into her neck nuzzling it as he looked down at her.

She blinked up at him and nodded, grinning up at him before returning the love bite he gave her on his own perfect skin.

"And now your mine." She chuckled.

She couldn't care less about the bright pink marks that littered their skin as they left the comfort of the music room hand in hand.

Yamamoto Takeshi - In The Rain

Summary: she loved him like she loved the rain. She missed him like she missed the rain on a hot summers day. She found his presence refreshing like a light summer shower and his love like a raging storm.

Inspiration: been outside in the rain :3 of coarse!

A/N: taken from my fanfiction account! I don't own KHR! Though I wish I did some days lol :)

She loved it. There she stood in the ice cold pouring rain with the widest smile on her face. It was something the members were all very familiar with. Their only concern was that she would get ill. Which she never did. She loved the feeling of the cool droplets as they hit her skin. It left her feeling alive and free. It was always how she would clear her mind. To others the grey weather was depressing, but not her, to her it was more beautiful than the bright sunny days.

Takeshi watched her from the trees, smiling. Taking her in fully. The way the rain turned her chocolatey locks black and how they clung to her skin. The way the water gently streamed down the contours of her perfect face. How her clothing clung to her shapely figure. And her smile. How bright it was under the grey sky. He could see the happiness in her hazel eyes as she twirled around again with her arms on either side of her.

Hibari looked at Tsuna who sat behind his desk tending to his paperwork. When he looked up and followed his gaze to the woman who danced around in the rain.

"That woman is going to get sick." Hibari mumbled.

"We all say that but it never happens, anyway Takeshi must be out there too if she's there. He rarely leaves her side." He continued on his paper work smiling to himself. Been the kind man he was, it made him happy to see his family members happy.

They all knew Takeshi loved his baseball, but the young woman outside in the rain had bewitched him since the day she joined. The girls in the house found it hysterical the way he stuttered around her and blushed when she flashed him one of her dazzling smiles. The two after that became close and almost attached at the hip. One consolation was Takeshi stopped been as clueless as he always was. Except when it came to her, well that was before he had seen what they had blatantly pointed out to him. That was the day he finally mustered up the courage and asked her out.

Takeshi was drawn to Skye like a moth to a flame. She wasn't like the normal women her age and it intrigued him deeply. She loved his rain. She loved him and she always showed it. Instead of rainy days like the present spent in bed, they would spend it outside together.

Slowly he emerged from the trees, back early from his mission. The others all knew of his return except for her. He watched as her eyes fell on his form. His suit clinging to his well built body as he slowly approached her with a bouquet of blood red roses. As always she beamed when she saw him, smiling her beautiful smile that made his heart skip a beat.

He held his arms open watching as she ran towards his and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

"I missed you." She cooed kissing his neck gently.

He chuckled and lifted her chin to bring her gaze to meet his. Before he found himself lost in her eyes he pulled her close, tightening his arm around her petite waist and kissed her deeply. Pulling away slowly he nuzzled her neck, chuckling as she shivered daintily against him. "I missed you even more my love." He whispered kissing the tip of her nose.

It was a perfect moment between both of them when he knelt down in the rain and gazed up at her. She looked so cute when she was confused. She was about to kneel down to his level when he shook his head smiling. "No love. I need you to stand." He said sweetly watching as her confusion turned to curiousity a light blush of pink dusting her pale cheeks.

"Takeshi?" She asked quietly her gaze never leaving his.

A sweet smile crossed his lips as he held the bunch of roses up to her, careful not to disturb the ring that was nestled in the petals of one of the perfect flowers. He watched as her face lit up as she spotted the ring and pulled it gently from the flower.

"Takeshi its beautiful." She whispered staring down at him.

"Not as beautiful as you, Skye. I have been waiting for the perfect day to ask you this since the day you said yes to been my girl. So now I ask you this... Will you do me the greatest honor of becoming my wife?" He looked up at her as tears rolle down her face.

"Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!" She beamed as he slipped the ring on her finger. She fell down to her knees smiling happily, tangling her slender fingers in his wet hair and kissed him deeply unaware of the eyes that watched them with smiling faces.

It was amazing what happened in the rain.

Byakuran - Marshmallows

Summary: she never had a big sweet tooth, yet she never knew how addictive sweet his kisses could be. Her boss was a difficult man to impress, yet he always got what he wanted and she knew that, so why keep denying him?

inspiration: MARSHMALLOWS!!! :3

A/N: taken from my fanfiction account - some of the stories that weren't getting much love -look me up on thebattleangel :)... I don't own any khr characters, if I did I'd have my own harem :P

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She glared at her boss irritably as he sat casually at his desk eyeing her rigid form. "Oh come on Alice-chan, have a marshmallow." He taunted watching her features pull into a scowl. He chuckled darkly popping another marshmallow into his mouth. He loved taunting the young woman who stood before him. Though he had to admit it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to control himself around her, specially when she bit her lip in frustration like she was at that moment. It turned him on badly.

"For the last time, NO." She growled as she turned to leave his office. She didn't want to be near the man. He was a devil. A tempting devil with that annoyingly sexy smirk on his face as he watched her. Her resolve was wearing thin around him and she knew it would be a matter of time before she snapped and actually jumped him if given half the chance. She wanted to run her fingers through his messy white hair and do very, very bad things with him.

"I didn't say you could leave Alice." Byakuran purred watching her as he smirked evily at the woman with her strange lavender hair and eyes. His eyes ran down the back of her form appreciatingly taking in the curve of her hips, the dip of her spine and the voluptuos curve of her ass as she swayed her hips as she tried to exit his office. She had the body of a goddess in his eyes and he would do anything to get a chance to ravish her. He wanted to hear his name rolling off her full lips,

She turned to face him, clearly unamused by his behaviour and actions. "Why now?" She growled seeing no reason to stay in his office and put up with him constantly trying to shove marshmallows down her throat when he got the chance to. It seemed to be a valid excuse if needed. The perfect cover for the actual reason why she really wanted to get out his office so badly.

"Because I want you to stay my dear. Can't I be alone with you?" He chuckled as he watched her features change into something that conveyed shock. She eyed him suspiciously, he was well aware that she knew what he was capable of. She was fighting herself to keep her mind from wandering to what was under his white jacket and how it would feel beneath her fingertips.

Byakuran had other ideas though for one of his lovely killers. He had been lusting after the young, fiesty female for quite some time and in so he had taken to taunting and teasing her just so he could see her reactions. Getting her alone was something he rarely managed.

"What exactly do you want from me?" She growled snapping him from his train of thought. "Marshmallows? Money? More deaths?" She watched him carefully. "Cause I could make all of those possible." She studied his features. How sexy he looked as he sat there pondering on all her offers she had made.

"I want none of those things." He said simply watching as the young female irked and his statement. This left the already frustrated woman's will fraying and fast. For a moment she thought he knew about her lusting for him, but she quickly dismissed the thought. She never gave him any hints. The same went for all the others she worked with.

"Then what is it that you want?!" She demanded slightly more annoyed than what she was actually permitted to be.

Byakuran eyed her over again and smirked at her watching a shudder run through her body. 'Well I suppose its time I let the cat out the bag.' He thought to himself as he stood up from his seat and walked over to where Alice stood closing all the space there was between them.

"I want you." He stated before pushing her to the wall behind her and kissing her senseless. It pleased him that she didn't put up a fight or even deny him when he made the advance on her. What pleased him even more was the soft whimper that escaped her lips as he pushed her against the wall, his hands running up and down her sides.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, encouraging him to continue. Though she knew what they were doing was most likely wrong, she couldn't care less. His taste was intoxicating.

She had to admit, marshmallows had never tasted so good.

Gokudera Hayato -Like Music To His Ears

Summary : life with the Vongola is always interesting.  Been married to one of them even better, yet been an assassin was the ultimate. No one thought she'd get along with him, but she did, more than they ever thought.

Inspiration: blowing shit up, people who can't cook :P

A/N:  I do not own KHR or the characters I used, they all belong to their respectable owners! I only own My OC's. This story was taken from my fanfiction account - Thebattleangel - feel free to go read more there :) 

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She would have thought life in the Vongola would be normal, but when surrounded by a timid mouse, his annoying octopus head kiss ass bomber, a pineapple-head with an annoying laugh, a bitchy carnivore who liked biting, an EXTREME annoyance who looked like a band aid advertisement, a baseball nut who was clueless, a stupid cow who was always been called a stupid cow and an arrogant baby with a chip on his shoulder when it came to the timid little mouse he was training, normality was the last thing that one would find. Specially on days like the current one she was facing when EVERYONE was bored out of their minds. But hey assassins and guardians needed their rest too. Right?

The other girls looked over at her nervously as her eye twitched, none of them knew what to expect from the woman that was sprawled casually on the couch. She was a beauty, but had the manners of a beast when she felt like it. Yes, she was highly annoyed. She was short tempered and deadly when her bitch switch was tripped. "I'm surrounded by idiots, seriously." She sighed as she slipped her earphones on while lying on her stomach on the leather couch, chin propped up on her palm, her snowy hair with its black streaks sprawled out over her sides.

Kyoko looked at her and then at Haru who sat frozen in place watching Emma.

Sapphire eyes glanced over at the nervous women before Bianchi walked into the room and eyed her figure on the couch. "Oh this just gets even better." She sighed looking over at her before closing her eyes and sighing almost miserably.

Though one member would have none of that and stomped over to her yanking her earphones off. "You know what you are doing is unnaceptable in juudaimes presence." He growled eyeing her relaxed form. Noticing how the top of her grey and white long sleeve top slipped down her shoulder showing her sun kissed skin and the olive green tank top she wore under it. Deep sapphire eyes glared up at him in a suggestive manner. Gokudera couldn't help the lump in his throat as he struggled to swallow as his eyes roamed her body.

"Whatever Bakadera, now give back my earphones." She mused uncaringly as the silver haired man glared down at her. For a killer it did sometimes annoy him how aloof she managed to be. But oh hell was she aware of her surroundings. The mere whisper of a breath would wake her from a sound sleep.

Emma knew how to push her fiance's buttons, she found it amusing how he still referred to Tsuna as Juudaime, though he wasn't as bad as when they were in high school. The hot headed jerk who she at first couldn't stand but grew to love. The memory was a sweet one for both of them. She snickered at the memory of how he asked her out using a stick of dynamite with a note attached to it. It covered them in black and left them choking on smoke, but she couldn't stay mad at him after that and had agreed to dating him. And that was just the start. Almost 6 years later and here they were, her a 'hit woman' and he, her storm guardian.

He yanked them out of her reach watching as her gaze turned to a challenging glare. Tsuna looked over at the couple, concerned. They all knew when Emma got the look in her eye which she currently had, something bad was gonna happen. She was like a female version of Gokudera, but none of them would ever say so, due to the fact that they all treasured their lives. She, like he, had a passion for blowing shit up and playing with fire. She was deadlier with her guns and knives though. The damage they could do together was insane, scary fact, when they did get that far they wouldn't even put effort in.

"Is that a challenge Mr. Hayato?" She questioned seductively before lunging at him in a flash of white and black hair.

"I do believe so Mrs. Hayato." He smirked and caught her flinging her over his shoulder and carrying her to their room. The way she said his names was like music to his ears, specially when he knew she'd be screaming them all night long.

Denmark - Pick Up The Phone

Summary:

Sometimes a misunderstanding can be such a trivial thing, yet she had let it upset her. Now however he was trying to apologise and she was ignoring him?  So what ultimately happens when she refuses to pick up the phone...

O.C :

Ember, dark hair, easily angered, fun and easy to shock.

Inspiration: 

crack lyrics, cell phones and making up :} 

A/N: 

A little bit of citrus is always good for the soul~ the song used in this story is Pick up the phone by Ronnie Radke :D

* * *

Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system

YEAH!

Please record your message

[Beep]

Pick up the phone

Answer your text

Well, I apologize about last night

I really did not mean to disrespect

***

Ember stared at her phone for the fifth time that hour as her boyfriend tried to contact her. She sighed, rolling her eyes as she rejected the call turning her phone on silent. 

It wasn't the first time they had fought, nor was it the last, that she knew for certain. Maybe she was been harsh on the Dane, maybe he deserved it, she couldn't decide as she put a movie on and flopped down on the couch, irritated.

***

You

You better be alone

No I'm not obsessed

But if I catch you with somebody else

You know that I am gonna be upset

I truly believe that the reason I'm here

Is to tell you the truth that your ending is near

Oh, One day you must look at yourself in the mirror

I still don't think that you are hearing me clear

You must understand that our friendship is done

Justified by the person that you have become

And because of the fact that enough is enough

Now I'm the one that is holding the gun!

* * *

Mathias sat in his room, ready to pull his hair out of his head. Why out of all the women he had dated, why did Ember have to be so stubborn. Staring at his phone he hit the dial button again, staring at his screen, waiting for her to answer. "Come on pick up the phone..." He muttered as yet again he got her voice mail. Sure he would admit he was in the wrong. But he would never admit that to her. That's where his flaw was. 

The Dane sighed as he stared at his cellphone texting her over and over again. "I'm sorry." "I was a jerk." " It won't happen again." "Just please pick up the phone." Mathias ran a hand through his hair as he glanced at the time on his phone. She hadn't spoken to him since she had left. 

Grabbing his keys, Mathias ran down the steps and out to his car, he was going crazy not been able to talk to her, hear her voice. Apologise to her and hold her close. His mind was swirling with thoughts, none of them good. He had to set his mind at ease.

***

Whoa

This will be the end of us

I have tried way too many times to heal

I have loved you so much it hurts me dear

And this, this will be the end of us

Pick up the phone

Pick up the phone

Pick up the phone

Well, I apologize about last night

I really did not mean to disrespect

* * *

Ember wasn't sure what the time was. She glanced at her tv noticing that her movie had finished playing. Turning her tv off she walked to her bed room and fell down on her bed. Picking up her phone she stared at the front screen. -34 miss calls,  72 unread texts- she sighed rolling her eyes, scrolling through the texts when she felt her blood boil. 

A sudden knock in her door had her stomping down her passage and ripping the said door open. "What the hell do you want!?" She growled trying to slam the door shut, but to no avail. Denmark pushed it open and walked in closing it.

"I came because you aren't picking up your phone or replying to my texts, how many times do you want me to apologise?" 

She glared daggers at the man who stood before her. "You are an absolute jerk. I am so mad at you for that today, why did you even take that picture from that girl, why get her number when you always told me I was enough?" She shouted at him, shaking from rage. 

* * * 

Pick yourself up

Up off the floor

Wipe the tears from off your face

Because the cops are knocking on the door

They're gonna wanna know what's up!

Better tell them that you fell

'Cause when they see the bruises on my face

They're probably taking both of us to jail

And I'm sick and tired of fighting each other

The lying, the crying, the calling your mother

The calling of names, I'm bothered and smothered

We kiss and make up, and get under the covers

A dangerous cycle I don't understand

The kicking, the screaming, the breaking of lamps

I'll be damned if I see you with some other man

If I cannot have you, then nobody can

***

"You are enough damn it!" He growled at her walking up to her, pulling her into a deep kiss. "I don't give a hell what you keep thinking, but you are the only person I want." Mathias spoke lower, kissing her again. He pulled her close tangling one hands fingers in her hair so she couldn't pull away from him. 

His other hand only moved when he felt her body slowly relax against his. Picking her up and hooking her legs around his hips, he made his way to her bedroom, kicking the door shut as he half stumbled in. 

He fell onto the bed with Ember still holding onto him, neither wanting to break the kiss they shared as Mathias slowly started working her jeans open. "Never do this again to me." He growled out. 

"Do what?" Ember asked sounding slightly breathless as she gazed up at him half in a daze. 

"Never not answer your phone... It drives me insane when I can't contact you."

She yelped at the force he used to rip her top off her. There was no foreplay, then again Mathias never really wasted his time with such things. Ember swallowed hard as she watched him through lidded eyes. He was completely dominating her the way he knew she loved. He stared down at her before roughly grinding his hips against hers. 

Ember gasped as she pulled him close. "Ma-Mathias!" She whimpered out at the delicious friction between them. She was already soaked and she knew he was well aware. 

He smirked down at her before striping her completely,  he was aware that she was already half gone, he was certain because he was as well. He had been craving her so badly, his erection hurt.it was in his next breath that he rid himself of his pants and sunk into warmth without warning. 

Ember moaned lowly arching against him, pulling him closer, moving her hips against his, truing to keep his rhythm until he started pounding into her so hard she could hardly breath yet alone utter out a single word.  

* * * 

Whoa

This will be the end of us

I have tried way too many times to heal

I have loved you so much it hurts me dear

And this, this will be the end of us

Death do us part

I thought you would never go straight

For my heart

I'm better off living in Hell

Pick up your phone

(Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system)

Pick up your phone

(Please record Your message)

Pick up the phone

[Beep]

* * * 

She lay beneath him, writhing, mewing,  clawing at him back feeling her orgasm loom nearer and nearer until she couldn't take it anymore. She came hard, her muscles clenching around Mathias and he sped up even more driving himself until finally he spilled himself in her, haunting heavily,  his always perfect hair a mess. 

Moving gently he pulled himself out of her and pulled her close to him, nuzzling her hair. "I love you Ember, you will always be enough." He whispered into her hair as he watched her fall asleep in his arms. 

~So just please... pick up the phone~

Nordic Five - Wasted

Summary: Helena struggles to contain her embarrassment when she finally goes through the items of clothing the men she stayed with bought her. It was ridiculous, most of it looked so damn raunchy, she found her cheeks matching the colour of the very fabric used. By glancing at each she had a slight idea who had picked what, it isn't until one of them see her in one of her frocks that she really wants to strangle one of them.

A/N: this is the sequel to Amnesia, Hetalia does not belong to me, only the oc does and the plot, this chapter is pure crack-fic so please enjoy :) this chapter is rather Denmark centric. They will all vary ;)

Inspiration: Falling in Reverse and Ronnie Radke's genius lyrics...

* * *

Needless to say that her welcoming party was one full of hot men, Helena found herself feeling rather over whelmed by the friendly men. She had to occasionally pinch the bridge of her nose to prevent a never ending onslaught of nose bleeds.

Currently she sat in her room going through everything the kind men had provided her with. The clothing was practical and cute, so she started to go through her chest of drawers only to find herself having to pinch her nose once more.

"What the hell are they thinking buying me such things." She whispered feeling her cheeks heat up. She eyed a lacy night gown and sighed before turning her attention to a little black silk night dress with pink ribbon worked onto it.

"This I can live with but what the hell is all this see through stuff?" She questioned out loud. It was while she was holding up a rather see through black night dress that Mathias walked into her room to find her sitting on her floor in nothing more than a towel.

He grinned much to her dismay as his eyes fell on the article in her hand. "I was told to let you know we going to all go out tonight..." His smirk widened when he saw the blush on her cheeks.

"Eh?" She answered him.

"We going out later." He repeated. "So you can dress up nicely?" He said unsure as he eyed her cleavage.

Standing up to fast Helena watched in slow motion as her towel dropped to her ankles, the man staring more at her as her eyes dropped to her form.  "KYAAAA!!!!" She screeched "STOP STARING YOU PERVERT! GET OUT! GET OUT! GEEEET OOUUUTTT!!!!!" She yelled slamming the door in the man's face and locking it. Panting as she slumped against her room door listening to feet rushing towards her door.

"What happened?" She heard one voice ask.

"Where you being a pervert again?" Another scolded darkly.

"Did you try and pull a move on her?" Another asked sounding a little to excited.

"N-no... I walked in to tell her we going out tonight and she stood up and her towel fell off and she kind of freaked out." The Danish man spluttered out in his defence.

"That's not fair." A dark voice reached through the door.

"Actually she has a pretty awesome rack." The Dane replied.

"YOU KNOW I CAN HEAR YOU FREAKING IDIOTS!" She yelled feeling deeply mortified at what had happened.

After hearing four apologies and the shuffling of feet she sighed and grabbed panties and a bra not realising they sported a flag on each item, slipped into skinny jeans and a white vest unaware that her bra showed right through sporting the red and white of the Danish flag, be bottom however sported a Finnish flags colours. The thought had occurred to her that maybe a drink with the men wouldn't be so bad. Though she would not admit she could not hold her liquor well and when intoxicated she had a rather disturbing habit of stripping if left to her own devices.

After two hours she emerged from her room and walked to the living room where most of the men sat. Each one stared at her as she entered the room.

"So when do we leave to go drink?" She asked as she looked at the time. "It's never to early to start y'know." She smiled.

"We leave in an hour." A monotone voice reached her. She spun to find Lukas watching her, his eyes trained on her chest that stretched the white fabric of the top.

"Goodie... I need a drink." She smiled walking out to finish getting ready.

When they had made sure she was out of earshot Mathias smirked, " I don't think she realises we can see her bra through her top... and it's my flag." He grinned.

"You are going to make her hate men...." Emil spoke as he paged through a book.

Lukas grabbed the Danes tie and yanked it successfully choking him. "Don't be a dog..." His voice was low but soon he let go of the tie and moved towards Emil, opting to annoy him.

It was a few minutes later when Helena ran down the stairs jumping onto Berwald, clinging like a monkey, her eyes wide. "T-there is a talking bird in my room!" She wailed out. "And its p-perverted!" She yelled as she clung to the silent man. Turning to Denmark she gave him a pleading look , "Please let me drink away my insanity!"

The Dane felt his eyes widen, but smiled nodding. "Don't worry I will look after you tonight."

Lukas sighed rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Seems the bird is doing a better job at scaring her than the Dane is."

* * *

The music pounded in the club they had chosen. To say that Helena was under dressed was a major understatement, she rolled her eyes as she looked around the filled room. "Really some chicks just waste so much time getting ready and all they do is dance and get drunk. You look shit when drunk so why make it worse!?" She yelled above the music when the first round of shooters was placed before her.

"Wow didn't take long to get the ball rolling." She smirked taking the ice cold shot of tequila. It was then that she was handed a drink that the Danish man had decided she would enjoy. She simply grinned and sipped on it before feeling an intense urge to dance.

Placing her drink in Berwalds care she moved to the dance floor, absolutely owning it. She was completely oblivious to the five sets of eyes that rested on her swaying form as she let the music carry her. After a few songs she sauntered over to the men and gave a bright smile. "I dunno about you guys but I'm loving this!"

Mathias smirked as she downed her drink, licking her lips once she was done. Only to notice her next one was already awaiting her. "Seems like you really needed this!" Mathias grinned watching her nod when she did the unthinkable and moved towards Mathias. She took his tie and smirked leading him by it to the dance floor.

It was crowded and stuffy and getting late but that didn't stop the give men and the small woman from enjoying themselves. Liquor had flowed freely and soon Helena felt the effects kicking in as she danced against Mathias, his hands firmly on her hips pulling her closely to him. She had successfully managed to get Lukas and Emil dancing, along with Finland and with a lot of persuasion she had gotten Berwald out on the dance floor with them.

All five men would readily agree that Helena could be very persuasive when she had a few drinks in her, she may not have dressed up for the club, but her behaviour was downright sexy and it stole the spot light in a good way. As she had promised she had danced with each one of the men, up close and so utterly personal with each one of them. She made it hard for them to concentrate, but her moves seemed to come so naturally to her it's what made her so irresistible while she danced around them in the club.

It was when they finally decided it was time to leave Mathias had swept her off her feet and carried her out the club, grinning widely as they got to the car. The six had gone in one vehicle and in so Mathias kept Helena on his lap as Berwald drove them home.

Sometime along the drive, Helena had dozed off and cuddled against Mathias who found himself staring at the young female, smiling, though only after he noticed the other two sets off eyes on her and Berwald who occasionally glanced at them through the rear view mirror.

Arriving at their household Mathias had carried her to her room and helped Finland settle her in for the night. Casting a last glance at her Mathias smiled and closed her room door.

* * *

Sometime during the morning Helena had woken up and showered to try and sober up and ease the tension in her neck and shoulders, she slipped into a pale blue, flimsy lace night dress and a matching bottom before climbing back into her bed and galling asleep. It wasn't until she was assaulted by a headache that she felt the urge to move or die from the horrible dull throbbing. Unthinking she walked down the stairs and into the kitchen taking no notice of the five wide sets of eyes that stared at her and the small night dress that left very little to the imagination.

They watched as she walked to the fridge with a glass, got water, then attempted to hunt out something for her headache. The men said nothing until she went on her hands and knees and her small dress lifted giving the men a lovely eyeful of her rear. Tino was the first to clear his throat, his face was redder than beet. Berwald sat with his blue eyes wide behind his glasses, his cheeks dusted with a pink blush. Lukas pinched his nose, his cheeks going darker and darker. Emil felt his face burning. Mathias did nothing to hide his nose bleed or the pink on his cheeks as he stared at her.

None of them knew what made the situation worse, if it was the fact that when Helena turned around to look at them, the expression on her face, or when she sat on her knees and rubbed her eyes staring at them. Evidently she still hadn't noticed what she was in.

"U-uh Helena, what are you looking for?" Tino asked his voice threatening to crack when she turned her attention to him.

"Hmm... a headache tablet... feels like my head is going to explode." She mumbled as she stood up walking to the table and seating herself on the Danes lap.

She eyed his plate and innocently picked up a strip of bacon, nibbling on the crisp sliver of meat while she waited for Tino to help her.

Mathias gently rubbed her lower back as she sat quietly, evidently not caring what she wore in front of them.

Noctis - Belle of the Ball

Summary: The stage had been set, all he had to do was get her in his arms. With all the help he had been getting, a dance with her was the one thing he knew he had to do himself. But would she reject him if she knew he was the Prince she had been told to avoid. Would she avoid him after he proved he had known her most of his childhood. Noctis knew that Erina had no idea what was about to unfold before her.

A/N: and it's me again! This is the sequel to Masquerade, finally!! As always final fantasy does not belong to me, only the plot and the characters do, so please go ahead and enjoy.

* * *

The day had come, only Noctis had wished the time would pass quicker. He was aware that Prompto and Gladiolus were on their way to the small mansion to get ready for the evening as Stella and Erina were in the process of getting ready for the main event of the day.

Erina had never felt so pampered in her life as she watched a kind women style her hair for her into soft waves with black crystals strewn on the strands. Part was pulled back and held in place by an intricate hair clip. She had smiled gently and whispered a name she had last heard many years ago. "Lucis."

Stella had heard and smiled gently. "Who is that Erina?"

Erina gave a sad smile at the distant memory. "It was someone I held very close to my heart, he gave me this, but I think he has forgotten about me, after all I am only a commoner."

Stella shook her head and smiled warmly. " Look at yourself Erina, you look like a true princess tonight and I am sure you are going to be the belle of the ball, I'm sure where ever he is, he is thinking of you right now."

Hours had passed and soon the sun started dipping when the two females helped each other into their dresses and slipped on their masks smiling at one and other. In silence they left the comfort of the room they had used to meet Gladiolus and Prompto who stood smiling when they first saw Stella.

"Wow you look good." Gladiolus commented and he walked to get Stella.

She chuckled softly. "Just wait until you see her..."

A few seconds later Prompto felt his mouth hang open when Erina walked down the staircase with the grace of a swan. Stella smiled proudly as Erina reached them and bowed slightly before Prompto.

"W-wow you look beautiful." He stuttered out as he took her arm.

Soon the four were on their way to the ball.

Stella smiled as she watched Erina stare wide eyed at all the couples who attended. Once inside she stared even more at dancing couples and groups who chatted animatedly, yet most females seemed to glance around in hopes to spot the Crown Prince himself. Gladiolus had met his partner for the night at the ball itself, a young woman with dark hair and eyes who instantly started chatting with Erina.

"My you look gorgeous in that dress, my name is Anna." She gave a friendly smile.

Erina smiled back at her. "You look very pretty to in your dress, sure to capture the heart of any man who lays eyes on you."

It was when the main dance started. Gladiolus had swept his partner into the crowd and Prompto had politely bowed and asked her to dance. Stella had found Noctis and was dancing with him, leading him slowly to where she was. She noticed how his eye widened when he saw Erina.

It was when another song started that the Prince wasted no time in moving towards them and asked Erina to dance. She had politely accepted and was soon whisked away into the crowd.

Prompto danced with Stella, smiling gently. "So he finally has her in his arms... I wonder how it's going to go when she finds out who she is, but damn she really is the belle of the ball tonight, everyone keeps staring at her."

Stella smiled and nodded. "Yet she is so humble,  she does not even notice all the gazes on her, she exudes and air of royalty yet doesn't acknowledge it."

Erina stared up at the blue eyes that watched her from behind the mask, a kind smile set on the man's face as he twirled her. "May I say you look beautiful tonight my lady." Noctis spoke so only she could hear.

A light blush covered her cheeks. "You look very handsome sir."

" Hmm yet so many stare at you." He quipped watching her blush deepen.

"N - no... I am sure it is you they stare at." She smiled sweetly turning her head when he noticed the hair pin.

"That is a very pretty hair pin." He commented.

"Thank you, it was given to me by someone I dearly wish to see again one day." She smiled up at him. "If I may ask sir, what is your name?"

He smiled down at her leaning close to her ear. "My name is Lucis."

Erina felt her eyes widen as she started up at him. "It can't be...." She whispered as she stared up at him.

He nodded. "And your name my lady?"

"It's Erina..." She whispered as she remained staring at him.

Noctis smiled down at her. "Would you mind accompanying me for a walk? That is if it wouldn't be a problem?"

Erina blinked and gave a slow nod. "I would like that."

Stella watched as the two vanished from the room towards a balcony and smiled up at Prompto.

* * *

Outside the sky was clear, as she walked beside the man. She felt like she knew him but couldn't be sure how she knew him. It was until he turned and faced her holding something out towards her.

She glanced down at the envelope in his hand and took it slowly from him opening it to reveal a picture of her as a child with a young boy. "Where did you find this?" She whispered as she looked up at him, only to find the man who stood before her had removed his mask.

He was an older version of the boy in the picture, yet he was the Crown Prince himself. She felt her breath catch in her throat as she stared up at him.

"It can't be... " She whispered as she moved away from him slowly.

"But it is... It's me Erina, I have been looking for you since forever... You are a princess, why did you forget?"  Noctis spoke softly as he moved towards her.

Erina shook her head. "No... no I am not... I am not the princess you have been looking for." She spoke softly, her voice cracking.

"It is the truth though Erina, when we were children I gave you that clip for your birthday, then you went missing and I needed to find you, I never gave up on you. Whatever you have been told about me is nothing but a lie. I would never harm you." He reached for her hand gently entwining their fingers.

Erina shook her head, " are you telling me that all my life I have lived a lie, that my mother lied to me about everything."

Noctis hugged her close to him and sighed softly. "Your mother, the woman  who raised you was only your real mother's sister. Your real mother is a queen and your father a king who has fallen ill."

Still Erina shook her head. "No... It's not true... you all along... This whole thing was just to get me..." She cried, pulling away from him and running.

Noctis chased after her not caring that his mask had been removed. He chased her through the crowd passing Prompto and Stella who in turn both followed after him.

"What happened?" Prompto asked has he caught sight of Erina.

"She doesn't believe me, she fled when I tried to explain everything to her." Noctis ran as fast as he could.

He ran after her until he had lost sight of the palace itself. It was late into the night, the full moon high up in the sky as he walked along a worn path near where she was staying. The breeze carrying her soft sobs as he rounded the corner to the back of the mansion where she sat by a small pond, the clip in her hand as she stared at her reflection.

"Erina..." her name left his lips as he watched her turn to face him.

"Lucis..." She cried as she s looked down at the clip.

"My full name is Noctis Lucis Caelum the Crown Prince of the kingdom Lucis.  You are the one person destined for me and I have never given up on you Erina Kate Lance. And now that I have finally found you please don't run from me." He spoke softly as she stared up at him.

He kneeled down before her slowly taking her hand and pressing a gentle kiss to her knuckles. "You have no idea how much I have missed you Erina." He whispered.

That was when she cautiously touched his cheek staring at him. "You have become so handsome Lu-Noctis. Why did I only know you by Lucis? "

The man chuckled at the fond memory. " when we were younger I told you my name, and you didn't like it very much so you decided to call me Lucis. When I was told you were taken I felt so sad I vowed I would find you and keep you safe for the rest of your life when I found you."

Erina smiled gently up at him stroking her cheek slowly before he moved down and kissed her gently.
That was how Prompto and Stella found the two when they finally reached them. Stella gave a small relieved sigh and so did Prompto when Noctis looked at them and nodded.

"We need to go to the palace, I have an announcement I would like to make." Noctis spoke lowly as he held Erina next to him.

She gave a small nod and smiled.

* * *

At the palace, Noctis walked up to his throne and cleared his throat slightly. He knew he had every single persons eyes on him.

"Tonight I found the one thing as important to me as this kingdom is, many years ago she was taken from me until Prompto and Gladiolus,  my two loyal friends helped me finally find her. I present to you the missing Princess, Princess Erina Kate Lance whom I wish to make my queen." He held out his hand helping Erina towards him when the lights around them flickered.

"How sweet..." A cruel voice echoed in the silent hall. "You, blonde boy, stole her from the glade and corrupted her... Crown Prince I want that Princess back."

Erina felt her heart stop, the woman she once called her mother had found her. She held tightly onto Noctis' s hand as she shook her head. "I will not go back with you... I will not be locked away from everything ever again. You lied to me, told me you were my mother."

"Of coarse I am not your mother, I am however your aunt." The woman sneered.

"Then why?" Erina asked slowly.

"Why? Because I could not bare a child, my sister could and she stole my only love from me!" She shouted out enraged. "No one deserves to be happy!  Not you,  not this little boy! Are you aware that I told you all those things because I knew either way you'd end up with him and then at least you'd be unhappy and think you where forced into it! You two had always been so taken with each other when you were children, your marriage was simply to strengthen bonds, nothing more, no gain of power, nothing, just bonds,  what a waste!"

Erina shook her head, staying close to Noctis who brushed his thumb over the top of her hand gently. "To be so cruel though to those who did you no wrong... no wonder you were banished." She whispered.

She turned and looked up at Noctis, her face held a gentle expression. "Please, just please make her go away..."

He nodded and glanced at Gladiolus and Prompto who had already made their way over to the enraged woman.

* * *

Extended ending*

Noctis looked at the sleeping figure beside him. She lay cuddled up against him, her face looked angelic. Gently he kissed her hair watching as her eyes slowly fluttered open and a lazy smile graced her lips.

"Hmm my love it's still dark out can you not sleep?" She whispered in a sleeping voice.

He smiled shaking his head. "I still cannot believe that you are finally beside me."

She gave a sleepy chuckle. "I promise I am not going anywhere."

He smiled wider. "And why is that my beautiful Queen?"

"Because I love you, I belong beside you my handsome King, plus we have a wedding to attend in a few hours, you wouldn't want to fall asleep been the best man?" She smiled cuddling up closer to him.

"Still a shocker if you ask me, to see Prompto and Stella so happy." He chuckled, mirth twinkling in his eyes.

"His not so bad, he taught me a lot of what I know." She smiled. "He may be rough on the edges and people may not place him with Stella but I can assure you those two are best suited for each other."

Noctis gave a laugh pulling her closer, burying his nose in her hair. "Hmm to think he would have stolen your heart."

At this Erina burst into a fit of giggles. "Would you have been jealous?"

She watched as her love blushed and kissed her to silence her from teasing him.

"Maybe a little." He teased softly watching her smile widen.

Noctis - Masquerade

Summary- Noctis has a plan, a plan he hopes will work so he can hold Erina in his arms once more. A plan that will let Prompto bring her right to him without her even realising it was planned. After all in a ball room full of masked men and women, what are the odds that he'd pick her to dance with.

A/N: hey there... This is the sequel to Familiar Stranger, I hope you enjoy it. As always I do not own Final Fantasy, I only own the plot and few characters my mind created.

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Prompto and Gladiolus stood next to each other as they stood before Noctis. He had something big planned, both men knew it, they just had no idea what it was.

"So you left the girl with Stella?" He asked as he looked at his two friends.

Prompto nodded gingerly.  "Yeah she was pretty chilled about the idea of spending the day with another girl, Stella said they going shopping or whatever." He scratched the back of his head trying to sound like he wasn't worried about Erina.

"So what is this master plan of yours?" Gladiolus asked curiously.

Noctis raised an eyebrow and gave a smirk. "Well I went to see a King and Queen, if she is who I think she is, they are her parents, the only way to know if it is her though is if she has a certain, rather intricate hair clip in her possession. Stella already knows what to look for since we have her lodged in one of my families private homes. They have been sent dress shopping today and general shopping to get the girl what she needs, since it's rather evident that you..." He glanced at Prompto. "Dress her according to what you would like to see her in."

Prompto gave a sheepish grin but couldn't help but feel uneasy, the one girl he liked a lot more than he should have was destined for his best friend. "So what's the plan?" He asked.

"We need to help her remember who she is." Noctis replied to them.

"But how, there is no evidence to show her." Gladiolus replied.

Noctis shook his head, showing them the picture of a young girl who looked a lot like Erina did, smiling happily with her hair clip with a much younger Noctis grinning beside her.

Prompto chuckled at the picture. "Eh, you made quite a cute little kid, but that really looks like her and she looked quite smitten with you even then, though she was taught to do the opposite of what she felt."

Gladiolus nodded as he studied the picture. "It's her, there is no doubt, but what about Stella?"

Noctis gave an uncertain smile. "Stella and I are close friends, she's like a sister to me, she understands and is in to help me. Besides she has her eye on someone already and it's not me, though for the time being she will be accompanying me."

Both men nodded in unison at their friend. "If she has the clip it's definitely her then? "

Noctis nodded. " The clip is one of a kind, I had it custom made for her, no one else has one but her."

They nodded again.

Prompto shuffled around on his feet when a beep went off in his pocket. He blushed but ignored the urge to check if it was from Erina.

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Stella smiled warmly at Erina as she stared wide eyed at all the shops around her. "Wow, so many!" She exclaimed before looking to the blonde beside her.

Stella chuckled. "Well let's get you started on your first shopping trip, also I was told by Prompto to get you a pretty ball dress so we have a lot to get done today." She spoke sweetly leading Erina into the first shop.

After an hour both women walked out with a few bags containing a few necessities that women really needed. New lingerie, and sleep wear which Erina didn't own. Next was a shop specialising in normal everyday wear.

Erina smiled as she eyes a typical lolita styled frock and grinned picking one in her size. So it continued in that very shop until they walked out unable to carry what they had bought. Stella had the driver take everything and soon the two went to the seamstress who would sort out thier dresses for them.

Stella stood and picked out a simple dress in a pale pink with a split up the side that stopped mid thigh, she also picked out dainty shoes in the same tone and some simple jewelry to match.  Her mask she had picked was a white mask with an intricate lace pattern in the shape of a butterfly.

She watched as Erina browsed through dresses until she stopped at a beautiful black and white dress. The top was corset style,  the bust decorated in black which thinned out round the section that covered her waist until only black crystals dotted the white silk and tulle of the skirt, she picked out a pretty pair of white high heels covered in silk dotted with the same black crystals and a simple necklace to match. She had the perfect accessory she wanted to wear to the ball in her hair.

Her mask was a simple one, made of black lace that covered her eyes and nose. Stella smiled as she made a mental note of what she was wearing, though she knew she would be attending with Prompto. In a sea of faces you could get quite overwhelmed when looking for someone.

The two females enjoyed a simple lunch before finishing up their shopping and heading to the home Noctis was letting them both live in for the time being until Erina regained her memories of her real identity and social standing.

It was at the house that both of them started slowly packing all Erina's new items when the girl turned and smiled brightly.

"Hey Stella, let's make dinner, so that when Prompto and Gladiolus get back we can surprise them and all sit and eat together."

Stella nodded and smiled. "That's a great idea,  I'm sure they will both appreciate it." Then she took a chance. "Erina, what would you do if you ever met the Prince?"

Erina spun around, her face draining of its colour. "I really don't know, I mean there is a very slim chance I will ever meet him so I'm okay with that."

"Oh, you know I feel deeply for him, all his life he has not given up looking for his love." She smiled sweetly.

"It's very endearing, I would love to have a romance like that." Erina gave a dreamy smile then continued packing her things when the front door opened and in marched Prompto and Gladiolus.

"Hey ladies it would seem there is something happening on Friday~" Prompto chimed happily.

"Eh?" Erina looked stunned as she watched Prompto.

"There is a ball at the royal palace, and we are all going." He smirked brightly. "And finally I will get to dance with you." He smiled at Erina who blushed deeply looking to the side.