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

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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

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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.

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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!

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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.

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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

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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. 

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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

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"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.  

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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]

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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...

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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."

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.