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Day 3 (September 25) - Marriage/First Date

Misty fogs fill the air as a white gown wisp and flutter across the plane of shadows and icey cold air as a beautiful woman stomps around the halls of her large castle. “UGH! I hate this!” She shouted out, many flowers bursting into flames at her wake, her high heels stomping rather harshly on the red velvet rug under her. “Why did Eliza get married before me!? I’m obviously prettier and better than her! Her own wedding itself was even a disaster yet people still talk about how perfect it was!” She growls, her dark locks going unkempt from her loose braid over her shoulder as she floats up the stair steps to save the trip of actually walking up them until she made it to the castle ballroom in an upset hmph.

The woman floats to the center of the room and claps her pretty hands together in a loud sound, “Steve! Put Eliza’s wedding video on!”

In a hurry, many ghostly gentlemen and women hurry and get a video reel up and rolling as pictures and videos begin to present itself onto the large marge ceiling above. With arms crossed she watches the images move and sound soon comes from them. “It was a complete disaster! I mean, the groom and her broke up at the altar and there were so many guys fighting over the whole wedding and she didn’t even bother to edit all that out? Uck!”

As soon as she said that, something catches her line of eye sight as the sound of a door slamming open echos–

“Stop that wedding!”

A handsome man in a red and black plaid suit and lovely groomed back ginger locks rushed right in panting out of breath with a somewhat flushed face, in one hand he had a velvet box and in the other a lovely bouquet of pink roses.

“Ha…Haa… I made it…”

“Steve, who is that?” Asked the woman as she watched him straighten his back up and swished his hair back again. One of the ghostly butlers looked up and mumbled, “I-I believe they called him Ace madam…”

“Ace…”That man stands there proud and full of light with such a different attitude than the others she saw in the video, she can feel her heart swell and swoon over those red eyes like the suit he wears.

“The ideal Prince that the princess always seeks, it does not even exist. There’s no way a guy who follows all your ideal terms and conditions exists, if you consider enough you would know. Just because you guys always give her fake hope like this, that’s why she is always seeking for the ideal partner that doesn’t even exist!”

“M-Madam..?” A ghostly maid quietly asked upon seeing her lady’s facial expression change into something else than her previous scowling anger.

The woman floats up to the ceiling, reaching a hand out until her pale fingers trace across that face of the young man in red.

“Yes, him… I have decided… I shall marry this man and make him my husband!

Ace runs down the hallway with Deuce in tail, both having frantic panicked looks on their faces as they slug their bags behind them or on their shoulders.

“This is why you set an alarm for the morning!” Shouted Deuce as he ran ahead of the ginger. Ace growls and jumps onto the stair railing and starts sliding down in fast speed, looking back he shouted back, “I just forgot Juice! You forgot your own alarm too!”

Down the halls are a trio of slightly older Heartslabyul walking calmly alongside each other’s shoulders.

“Come on Riddle-san, tell me more~” Whined Cater tries to give the shortest green puppy dog eyes. Riddle, however, only looked ahead unfathered by the begging and kept walking with lips in a fine line. “There’s nothing to tell.” He answered only that as he looked away.

Cater whined again and leaned back, “Come on. You’re having a crush finally!”

Black gloves quickly spring up and cover the ginger’s mouth as the dorm leader’s head goes bright pink. “H-Hush! Do you want the whole school to hear!?” Riddle growled out as his blue-gray eyes dark back and forth in worry.

Right when he looked left he saw a large flash of black and red come right for him right at the most perfect moment when Ace Trappola decided to use some wind magic to boost faster in his race to the classroom with Deuce.

Before anyone can fully process the motion the first year collided with the dorm head rather hard, bodies hitting the hard rug floor in a harsh echoing thud.

Ace imminently sits up, hands pressed on the floor on either side of Riddle’s head he gets up in a push-up motion, and looks down at the second year under him with immediate apologies flowing out his mouth like a waterfall, “I am so sorry dorm head! Are you okay??”

Riddle just laid there, on his back, in the hallway, staring up at the trouble maker’s handsome face, his eyes staring at those reds of Ace’s and slowly darted to his lips that moved in words that haven’t yet reached his ears.

He swallows as he feels heat burn his cheeks and go across his whole face and even down his neck and up his ears as his heart rate quickened faster and harder than any heartbeat he ever felt before.

Before the card soldier could apologize again, the tense cold metal feeling of Riddle’s signature collar wrapped around his neck and Riddle stood up fast and stomped off hard and quickly.

“Oh come on!” Whined Ace as his hands grab hold of the collar, only to pause when he feels the warmth of his body head again. He removed it imminently after?

Ace rubbed his neck as he looked at the spot he was just laying on the floor, confused and curious of the reaction and action of Riddle.

“You okay Ace-chan?” Cater asked, picking a piece of dust off his shoulder with a muffled giggle behind his lips. Ace blinked for a moment and nodded. “Yes,” He answered, “Just confused, that's all.”

“Oh you’re just as handsome in person Acey-Pooky~!”

Riddle sighs as he turns the corner, trying to settle down his blush and poor heart in his tight rib cage. Settle down Riddle, you are not like a normal teenage boy who lets his hormones get the best of him! He screamed in his mind as he rubs his cheeks in a mushing motion as if that’d somehow stop the blood flow there.

Damn you Ace, just disappear for a day!

He sighs again as his breathing and blood rush went back to an average degree and turned on his heel and began to walk down the hall again.

That’s when he heard a noise he never heard before. . . The sound of a man’s scream of terror.

In a flash Riddle runs back around the corner and witnesses Ace being lifted off the ground by five different ghost males while he kicks and screams, a female ghost with long wavy dark locks down her back and dressed in a lovely gown floating above them all and in front of the six.

The woman floats closer to Ace and cups his face, forcing him to stare at her. A smile spreads on her red tinted lips as she calls out in a sing-song like melody, “Yes. It’s you, the one with the key~ My dear Acey-Poo, by sundown, we are going to be married~!” She squeals a bit in the end there, causing the halls to grow colder and thicker in air.

Ace’s eyes widen as his face pales. “Wh-What?!” He shouts in protests, frailing around more as the five who have him grasped hard began to move with the unknown woman.

Working fast as rage fills his chest now, Riddle quickly ran up to them. “ACE!”

The two redheads struggle and grab hold enough of their hands, Riddle gasping in fear at the sudden disappearance of the flood under his feet as he too gets lifted up off the ground as he clings to Ace’s hand.

The lady scoffs and turns her head away in a snob like manner, “You’re scaring my soon-to-be-husband you gremlin!” She lifts a hand up above her hand with clear intent to smack the shorter.

But before she could make contact, Riddle fell and fell hard to the ground of the school as his glove slipped off his hand into Ace’s hold, his face making harsh contact to the rug line of the stone floor as his elbows ached in soft burns.

Ace struggles more upon seeing Riddle fall, calling out to him, “Riddle!” as tears threaten his eyes as dread and fear fill his lungs and stomach like a sour lunch.

But within a blink of an eye, as soon as the others whipped their pens out to prevent the kidnapping even further, the group disappeared with Ace’s screams of help and the mystery woman’s wicked joyful laugh.

All there is left is the cold dense air and rose petals that imminently dry and flatten to dust as soon as they touch the ground and Riddle on the floor staring at the spot in the air in shock.

“ACE!”

Roses tickle Ace’s nose as he rolls over in soft fabrics of bed covers, humming at the warmth that covers him blissfully like a sweet caressing hug.

The feeling of the sheets moving softly stirs him in alert as the sound of a soft sweet giggle comes from beside him. “It’s too early, Rosebud.” He whined as he crawled onto his stomach, his arms hugging the soft plush of his pillow in comfort.

The giggle happens again as he feels the presence of someone crawling closer, he feels soft lips dance in butterfly gentle kisses across his ear to his cheek and finally his eyelid nearest to the affectionate morning mate, a soft voice speaking in a honey sweet tone, “But I want to spend the day with my dear husband~”

Red eyes flutter open, the sun nearly blinding him as the morning greets him with much optimism. As his eyes adjust with the light he is able to recognize the lovely shade of red hair lay on the pillow beside him as big beautiful stormy blue eyes stare up at him as soft pink pout worthy lips smile in a cracked smile on a cute doll-like face.

“Please wake up soon my love~”

Ace jolted forward gasping for air only to immediately cough as he sucked in too much of the air into his tight and sore lungs and scratchy and sore throat, his hands running across his damp forehead and thick hair.

He pauses when he feels a fabric in his right hand and brings his hands down to see a somewhat smaller leather black glove in his grasp. Instantly, memories of before he conked out came flooding back from him and Deuce running because they were late for class they both had a test for that morning to his random kidnapping from six unknown ghosts and of course the falling of Riddle.

Gripping the glove close as his fingers curl and tighten into his palm, the feeling of dread and guilt swarmed Ace’s chest.

Riddle… He thought, the image of Riddle falling to the ground not erasing from his mind… Please…Be okay…

Then, the soft humming of a woman’s catches his attention.

Curiously, he ran his hands around to feel around the darkness until he stood on his wobbly knees and felt around some more until he managed to leave the shadows and into the light.

The light hurt and squeezed his mind and eyes like a harsh beating of drowning in icy cold water that boils hot immediately after, slowly dimming down into a comforting level so he was able to see he exited a wrapped large box of sorts in the large beautiful glass dome of the botanical garden on the school grounds. So it seems they just dropped me. He thought to himself as he shuffled forward carefully and confusingly trying to piece the pieces together.

Then he noticed the decor.

It was like the fairies from the Gala he went to went full pink and threw up all over the place. There were ribbons around the trees and lines, lights in the form of glass flowers that shine bright, many forms of flowers around it’s wake, and in the center of the entire place is a large stage with a not as large flower arch and a large seven layer cake coated in white icing with a God awful strange coral looking red mess of a centerpiece on top.

“Where the fuck am I…?”

A high pitch squeal causes him to jump and turn around fast to be met face to face of the ghostly girl from earlier who eagerly floated down to his level. “You’re finally awake Acey-Poo~” She giggled, her eyelashes flashing rapidly as if making morse code into his mind.

Ace cringed and stepped back in one large leap like step to create a distance between them. “Who the hell are you?!” He shouted. And he full on meant to shout.

The mystery woman blinks confused at him before giggling and grabbing hold of his hands and spinning the two around, “Oh Acey-Poo you’re so funny~! But I guess we should get to know each other for the next few hours until the party starts~ I am Lady Angelica Loaththorn, and you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you~” Her red lips pushed out and leaned forward to the ginger male who, in appropriate fashion, leans back in a started fumbling shriek. “Whoa there miss! What party??” He asked, no, more like demanded while he stared at her.

The woman, Angelica, giggled again, her voice like a scrapping nail on rusty glass, “Our wedding silly goose~”

Ice went right into Ace’s veins as he stumbled back, nearly falling from how far he stepped back, mouth opening and closing like a damn fish on the dock. “W-Wedding?! No way, lady! I don’t even know you!” He proclaimed, not phased in the slightest of her small pout.

“I knew you would hate the sudden surprise Acey-Poo, but it has to be done. If we don’t get married tonight during the full moon then we don’t get married!” She whined, trying to wrap her arms around him and growling when he ducked and moved away in protest.

“Married… Look lady-”

“Angelica~”

“Whatever~ I can’t marry you. I’m still a freshman in school after all!”

“Oh! That’ll be fine! It’s quiet normal for people to be married at your age~”

“In which world?!”

A ghostly butler wisp in and floats beside Angelica with a scared expression on his face. “M-Madam…”

Angelica’s chipper face drops in a scary sour expression as her eyes narrow and grow cold faster than a winter storm, her voice matching well with the ice that formed with her glare, “What is it Maxwell? Can’t you see me and my fiance are getting our wedding ready?”

The butler tenses yet shrinks back as he stares at the ground, Ace notices a visible shake and quiver in his transparent frame, “Y-Yes, well, it seems there’s some people here… T-They say… T-Th-They will take the groom away–”

“WHAT?!”

The glass ceiling and walls cracked harshly and some flowers grew heated and withered to nothing but gray mulch of stem and petals which caused Ace to cringe and sulk as he stared up at the woman he will apparently “marry”.

It wasn’t that hard to find the Ace you see.

Other students happened to have noticed the strange spectacle of Ace being carried away and Leona reported how there’s an unknown rumor of his favorite napping space being closed for an “important date” in which it didn’t take much to cross the conclusion that something was afoot there.

Trey, Epel, Cater, Jack, Sebek, Leona (who mainly came to reclaim his nap spot), Ruggie (who mainly came with to stop Leona from doing something stupid), Azul, Jade, Floyd, Kalim, Jamil, and Idia all hurried to the location in a rush to save their wild card friend and schoolmate with Idia only going for support and help as he’s getting strong sense of deja-vu in a way.

As the Botanical Garden’s doors open and the group of rescuers enter the building, they are instantly met with the odd sight Ace witnessed not too long ago which was topped off with a worried pale Ace standing beside a woman in white who floats there as if expecting them to burst through that very door.

“You are not invited to this beautiful ceremony!” Cried out the culprit in white who glares at these unwanted guests with cold daggers.

Ruggie’s ears flattened upon the heat of the glass dome and her shrieking shrill of a voice from the woman. Leona, seeing this, steps up with a scowling growl of his throat, “You have some nerve to come here in the morning lady. Not only that but to kidnap a random herbivore and do all kinds of random bullshit of the elements.”

Angelica hmphs and snarls back, “Begone you measly dirty furrball! This is a beautiful wedding between me and my dear charming Acey-Poo~!”

Some, though knowing full well of the situation in hand, couldn’t help but snort or laugh softly upon hearing such a disgustingly sugarly sweet affectionate nickname for Ace Trappola of all people!

Ace glued his eyes to all of them with a pleading look. “Please!” He cried out, “Tell her every bad thing about me! I will be mad later but please!”

Angelica laughs in response, “Nothing any of you say will turn away my feelings for my Acey-Poo~”

Deuce thought for a moment before he spoke up first, “He’s very much a rule breaker!”

The “bride” in the situation gave the dark haired guy a look to say he had formed an outer layer of skin and mucus in his hair before she retorted back, “Bad boys are cute though.”

Without stopping Epel joined in, “He isn’t that great at singing!”

Ace gave that one a look of “is that too far” yet Angelica laughed, “That just means I can shine brighter and he can shine the spotlight~”

“He’s very unmotivated!” Shouted Jack, ears perked way way up as if he suddenly was hit by lightning due to his sudden idea.

Ace chewed the inside of his lip as he stared at him. “Okay maybe that’s just–”

“His tail isn’t that good lookin’!” Floyd practically shouted out at random.

“Okay that’s too far!”

The crowd and Ace grew surprised as Angelica merely laugh and float around to the back of Ace, wrapping her delicate looking arms though for Ace it felt like a sharp sword was taunting at his neck, her voice a dove’s coo, “Love means you accept every single flaw of your beloved, that’s how much I love Acey-Poo so~”

Cold sweat dripped off the back of Ace’s neck as his throat caught tight hold of his breath as his heart began to beat in fear. I-Is this it…? How do I get out?!

“Yo, you’re connected to that ghost princess from last time, yeah?”

Everyone looked as the usually shy Idia stepped forward confidently yet his face was coated in shame for the one in front of him.

He tsked before he spoke up, “If that's the case then marry me instead.”

The crowd behind immediately caused an uproar, Azul hurrying to his side with worried ocean eyes. “What are you saying, Idia-San!?”

“Come on, I mean what I said!”

Angelica smirks and giggles out, her voice slightly darker, “Clever boy~ I can almost see what Eliza first saw you pass your little bitch appearance~”

Idia growled some, until he froze.

He fell hard to his knees as he coughed hard.

“I-Idia-san??” Azul knelt to his blue flamed friend, pausing at the sight of strange glowing pink markings going about his skin as his eyes became unfocused. “Idia!”

“While Eliza was weak enough to only freeze the body with just a mere slap on the face, she was never able to quite master her emotions like I~”

As soon as she said that, more of them started to fall ill with the same symptoms of markings and coughs.

Ace watched in horror before turning to Angelica with wide eyes, “Wh-What are you doing…?”

Angelica giggles and hugged Ace tighter as if she isn’t causing pain to the others, “Just a little poison ivy, nothing a little act of true love won’t fix~”

Ace only watched back in terror as Epel fell to the ground and Deuce caught him, tears streaking down his face in worry as the apple farmer coughs harshly and rasp like.

He can hear from behind him in his ear the sing-song tsk tsk from the bride, “Look at what your stubborn nature is going sweetie pie~ Are you just going to let them grow sicker? You’re a heartless monster at best and a coward at worst then~”

Red eyes widen more and burn in invisible tears as he hears Ruggie’s cries of pain and the look of Leona’s heartbroken expression.

He inhaled a shaky breath, “O..Okay… I’ll marry you… Just please… don’t hurt anyone else…”

Angelica spun Ace and her around as she squealed, “Yes~! Oh my dear Acey-Poo, you just made me the happiest girl in the entire universe~!” She giggled, ignoring her “groom’s” sickly depressed expression on his face.

“Now let us get forth to our wedding~”

Two shadows dance across a red brick wall as a blonde girl wearing a middle school uniform hurries to a shop window. “OOOOoooooooo~! Hey █████ , look at that dress, isn’t it cute~?” She chirped while pointing at a lovely robin blue dress. The one with short orange-red hair looked at her with an annoyed expression.

“Come on Alice, we talked about his…”

“Oh! Right, sorry Ace~! I’m still getting used to your new name~”

As the blonde continued on and on yappering to the dress, the ginger only felt his brain slowly go deeper and deeper down the deep end of misery, the stressful anxiety filling his system like pure sugar of a drink over the idea of this conversation…

“█████ look at this!”“Oh sorry █████ I forgot you cut your hair~”“I’ve always known you as █████ so please don’t hate me Acey~”

It was always the same… He can’t ever escape her… He will never escape…

Ace only stands still as a ghostly priest speaks to the room of sickly ill people who are forced to watch the scene go down, hands firmly straight to his sides.

“We are gathered here today to witness the ceremony of love and passion between Lady Angelica Loaththorn and Mr Ace Trappola in eternal love and marriage. If anyone were to dare reject this union, speak now or forever hold your peace!”

The trickster bit back the temptation of rejecting again, even more when seeing Angelica glare around the room as if they would stop this at this point of proving she’s a threat.

He pauses when he feels a familiar fabric in his hand and glances down at said hands, seeing the small black leather glove of his redhead Housewarden.

Riddle…

Suddenly, the door slams open.

“STOP!”

The ghost servants served as the shocked dramatic gasps as everyone, even the sickly ones, turned to the door.

That voice—

Ace turned his head around fast and his heart sore to the Heavens upon seeing the one and only Riddle standing there out of breath and red hair a crazed mess out of his usual groom style. His heart fluttered seeing his eyes shine with determination and rage, his heart swooned at the sight of him rushing in like some bad-ass in an action film, his heart beating fast just looking at Riddle.

Oh, He thought, his face slowly smiling, Now it makes sense…

Angelica growls, “WHY IS EVERYONE ANGRY AT MY WEDDING!?”

Riddle growled back, face flustered in anger and rush, pointing an accusatory finger at the bride, “This wedding has to stop! I won’t allow you to take him!”

The woman rolled her eyes hard and sighed, chest first in a dark tone, “You’re that little red gremlin from hours ago, you’re so annoying! Besides,” She clasps her hands into Ace’s, “Acey-Poo already accepted our marriage~”

The former Red Tyrant stared at his freshman shocked, his bare hand resting on his tender chest. “Ace…”

Hearing his dorm leader call his name like that made Ace want to cry, his eyes softening at those sad blue-gray eyes.

The bride growls again and snaps her fingers, “Steve, Maxwell, grab him!” On cue two ghostly butlers grab hold on to Riddle despite his clear protest.

Ace stepped forward fast, “Wait wait wait!” He shutters under the cold faux affectionate gaze of Angelica who stares him down as if her eyes knew what he was going to say, “We’re already getting married, there’s no need to hurt anyone else, right…honey?” He nearly signed out when she smiled and grabbed his hands again, interlacing their fingers happily. “Of course Acey-Poo~!”

Riddle was then held but a bit less rougher, forced to watch Ace hold hands with someone else and apparently be married to.

The ghostly preacher clears his throat and spoke up, “A-Anyway… Lady Angelica, do you have your vows ready..?” He sounded scared and jittery, a normal reaction for today it seems.

Angelica, not reading the air of uncomfortable dread of this apparently important day, giggles and nods, “Of course~” She turns and look at Ace, chest puffed out and chin tilted up as arrogates hits her tone and body as she speaks, “Ace, I love you so much and I vow to give you a life worthy of your love. I mean, I’m beautiful, I’m rich, I’m powerful, I’m a full package baby~”

As Ace listens to her so called “heartfelt vows” he thinks long and hard in his mind as the cold feeling swarms his chest, Well, I guess she’s right. She is a beautiful girl any other day I would be down to swoon, if I’m spending all eternity with her I guess that’s that. But…

He glanced behind Angelica some at Riddle, who’s still standing there looking on to the scene, a look of heartache on his face.

Ace thought back to the time of the dorm leader’s Overblot, that heart wrenching weeping and sobbing he created from his stone cold wined up doll expression of unresolved anger.

“I mean, what more can you ask for~?”

Angelica’s words hit him rather hard. Not in a sense he realizes he loves her all along for the half the day they spent together against his will and her threatening harm on his school buddies and friends, but in a sense that his heart felt pierced as he stares at Riddle.

I never wanted you to cry like that again…

“Do you have your vows ready Mr Ace?”

Ace blinks some before looking at the crowd than at the preacher and ghostly bride, a smirk soon coming on his lips.

“Yes, I do.”

Clearly his throat he held those ghostly hands lovingly and looked up at her, “I know you’ve must’ve been waiting for so long for me to stop dragging my feet, and for that I apologize. I vow to love you and only you, to make you laugh and smile every day while we’re around.”

Angelica smiles softly, though it more feels like a smirk, at these words. Riddle, on the other hand, slowly began to look down on the ground in defeat.

“I know we'll have our fights, and we might fight a lot, but even if we fight I promise and vow to always apologize first.”

Riddle blinks some and kindly glances up, peering the scene through the red veil of his bangs.

“I will make you happy, whip the tears off your beautiful face whenever you’re sad, ease the pain of your life inside and out with my entire heart. I will laugh at your humor, I desire to heal the heartaches you faced as you grew up and spoil you with sweets and kisses when you’re feeling blue.”

Warmth filled Riddle’s cheeks as his eyes widened. It was for the bride, nothing special, but… Great Seven it sounded like he was speaking right to him—

Angelica swoons softly, “Awww~ Acey-Poo you’re so romantic~”

Ace lifts a finger up and wags it, “Ah ah ah, I don't think I’m done yet.”

She tilts her head, and Ace continued, “If we’re going to spend every waking moment of eternity together I want to at least get some things off my chest so we can have a married life with no secrets, yeah honey~?”

The bride giggles and nods rapidly.

Swallowing a hard spit, the card glanced around the room until his eyes fell on Riddle. Here goes all my hard work on the secret… He thought as he sighed out.

“I’m transgender.”

The woman blinks.

“Eh?”

“It means I was biologically born female but transitioned to be a male.”

“Wh-What??”

Jamil blinks some and mumbled, “That explains the last one to shower bit.”

Leona mumbled as if joining the conversation, “I knew.”

Jamil looked at his upperclassman in shock. “You knew??” He hissed, voice matching well with his emotion. Leona shrugged, “It was not my place to bring up someone’s history and also it’s whatever right?”

The tense crowd watched as Angelia removed her hands off Ace slowly as he went on, “I also am pansexual, meaning I like girls, I like boys, and I like other kinds of people too. Also, I grew up in a divorced household so it looks like we’ll visit family twice on Christmas honey~” Ace smirks at the last bit when seeing and hearing her gasp.

He looked past her, softened eyes looking right at his captured dorm leader.

“And I’m in love with somebody else.”

This caused everyone else to gasp and murmur, well most as Floyd was very loud in his questioning, no one noticing Riddle’s cheeks flare up as he made a small gasp as well.

Angelica’s hands tighten into fists as she growls, “Y-You…”

“Hmm, what’s the matter honey~?”

She screams, “YOU LIED TO ME!”

Plants were set ablaze as the air grew hot and cold, causing many panic noises to come off everyone’s lip.

Ace ran past her and leapt off the strange wedding stage, his hair messy from the sudden hair and even more sudden warmth that cakes it, red eyes locking with blue-gray.

“Riddle!”

Riddle gasps softly and struggles again. “Ace!”

The ghosts were fast to let go of Riddle as Ace collided in a crash to the three, causing the pair of redheads to fall on the ground, almost mirroring their fall from earlier.

Angelica’s screams were all anyone could hear, “GUARDS, KILL THEM ALL!”

Riddle was first to stand as he grabbed Ace’s hand and ran across the Botanical Garden space in a hurry as ghosts chase them with swords and even muskets, Floyd whistling as he and Kalim cheer after them, “GO GOLDFISHIE AND CRABBY, GO!”

Riddle grabbed onto his pen and struck the first two with Off With Your Head rather easily, Ace following suit as he grabbed his pen and shot some wind at a few others right after.

Tightening his hand hold of Riddle again, he turned his head to him and spoke, “Shall I have this dance Housewarden?”

The king of roses smirked back and squeezed his hand, “You may.”

Immediately after, Ace spins Riddle around him like a toy ballerina, fire wrapping around them in a shield and attacking the ghosts.

The two move in gentle sync as Riddle bursts fire from his pen while Hellfire on Earth while Ace used every inch of air magic he can muster for a good fanning of the fires around him, hands never once parting from one another and when they did they were on the partner’s shoulder or back.

Angelica growls while watching this display and starts stomping around in rage of a tantrum. “GET THEM GET THEM GET THEM!” She cried and whined in screams and shouts as her guards one by one got cast out and snuffed by the flames the two made.

“Off With Your Head!”

Angelica shrieked back as she got weighed down by a heavy crimson and red metal collar around her neck, offense increasing in her facial expression.

The moment her raging eyes look up to scream again she is met with the sight of both Riddle and Ace squeezing their hands together, chest to chest, with their pens aimed at her.

The last image she sees before the sound of harsh winds went to her ears and fire went right at her.

The glass of the garden crack and some even shatter as the bride’s ghostly wails and screams echo around the area as the fire eats her up, leaving only her abandoned wedding set up in her place.

The vibrant markings lifted off the flesh they consumed as the plants went back to normal and air finally lifted in ease, causing many to hug their friends and classmates close with tears of relief happening in their eyes.

Riddle and his wild card soldier watch the scene with relief as their hands are still holding onto the other.

The day ended with everyone returning to their teachers and dorm members who expressed great concern about the disappearance and the tales they told, the dorm leaders might have some things to answer to but nevertheless things are going well as the sun begins to set on the day.

“I’m glad things went well.” Said Riddle, a relieved giggle as he stands just a stray away from everyone else with Ace, hands still clasped in one another. His eyes did glance down at their hands and took a breath in Okay, maybe we should part now He thought, pushing away the guilty feeling of doing so.

However, as he moved his fingers to unlock the hand hold, he felt a sudden presence go near him. He turned his head to look at Ace and suppressed a gasp as he felt his lips against his own.

Blink rapidly his shoulders stay still as his mind wraps around the idea if this is a dream or reality, but slowly as the kiss was proven real he leaned in with fluttered shut eyes.

The best way to describe the kiss is sweet. For Ace, it was like biting a tasty strawberry in the summertime, the sweet tangy almost tart nature of those tinted lips soft like a rose petal in the wind. For Riddle, it was like checking in a candy story and eating the largest lollipop they had, the sweet sticky flavor that wraps around his lips and senses as childhood glee fills his stomach alongside the buzzing butterflies.

As the two finally parted, eyes staring into one another, Ace rasped out, “I love you.”

Riddle’s heart fluttered as he stared into those red orbs.

“I love you with all my heart. I don’t care if you're Riddle Rosehearts, I don’t care if your family would hate it, I don’t care if people would claim it’s not right. I love you with every fiber of my being and my soul screams for you. When I was in there, besides everyone else, all I was thinking as my regret was I was never going to see you again. I was never going to see you smile over your hedgehogs again. I was never going to try and make you smile again. I was never going to hear that giggle and laugh you have again. I was never going to see how red your face gets when you're mad again. I was never going to hear you take my head again. I was never going to ask you to come grab a table with me and we spend a whole night laughing over your favorite colors and drink insanely good drinks and eat tarts with you. I don’t know what the hell the future might hold but I do know it feels so good to have the words “I love you Riddle” come off my lips. So, what do you say? Do you…feel the same way?”

Riddle knew it was his choice to make, but it felt like there was no other option.

As he stared into those red eyes so filled his love and warmth he never saw before his heart ached.

As he looked at that soft warm smile he felt his chest crust his insides.

As he slowly felt sickly sad he turned his head down.

His voice was weak and cracking with emotions, “...I do feel the same Ace.” Ace smiles and goes to kiss him again, making a small sound of Riddle’s hands covering those tempting lips. “But I can’t.”

Ace blinked and stared at him, feeling his heart sink down to his feet and breaking.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t… We can’t…”

With those words left in the open Riddle slowly walked away from the hurt expression of Ace who stands there as the sun sets over the school of Night Raven Collage, both eyes misty and damp with rough emotions of back and forth.

WITH A HAPPY NOTE I MADE THIS!

for the @ridoaceweek challange!

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