After the harsh battle between Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk, things got.. quite rough. While fate kept them apart for quite some time, Shadow Milk eventually accepted Pure Vanilla's friendship.

But, Shadow Milk still didn't trust Pure Vanilla's friendship or kindness, always lashing out at him, and using cruelty as a shield to protect himself from being vulnerable.

But, as time went past, Pure Vanilla caught glimpses of who Shadow Milk truly was. He was funny, intelligent, and when he wanted to be.. surprisingly kind. But that also didn't mean he completely liked Pure Vanilla.

The two were like soulmates, fate brought the two together, after all. What a sweet concept of love that's blossoming between the two.. Nothing can go wrong.

Throughout their current relationship, they are quite playful and affectionate with one another. They'd like to play games on who could get the other flustered first, or seeing who pinned down who first. Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk had gotten quite close.

Shadow Milk's evil tendencies lowered down to a good degree, though he still would give a good scare to Pure Vanilla's kingdom's people just for fun. And Pure Vanilla, despite him being the gentle, kind king he is, he had his issues as well.

Pure Vanilla was quite the workaholic and had an eating disorder, he often forgot to eat every now and then. But with Shadow Milk keeping a keen eye on him, he'd started to eat much more often and more properly, so his tendencies of starving himself were going away.

Tonight Pure Vanilla was out on the balcony of his room, in his white, royal, sleep robes, leaning against the railing and gazing at his kingdom. His sunflower staff was in hand, the eye of his staff holding a calm gaze. Pure Vanilla's magical staff was what helped him see way more clearly, since his gaze was a bit impaired, and without his staff, he couldn't see things that were about ten feet away from him clearly.

Pure Vanilla sighed softly as he gazed at the horizon. The time was 9:20 p.m and Pure Vanilla hadn't eaten dinner yet. Pure Vanilla continued to idly gaze down, the cool breeze making his soft, long, waist-length, light golden hair gently flow a little.

But then, Shadow Milk teleported with the use of his dark magic, floating Infront of Pure Vanilla with his usual sly grin, gently grasping Pure Vanilla's wrists and gently brushing his slender, pretty fingers across Pure Vanilla's knuckles, leaning in close, his heterochromic cyan and royal blue eyes twinkling with mischief as he spoke:

“Well, well, well.. Hello there, Vanilly~ Why is the mighty king of the Vanilla Kingdom out here all alone on this beautiful night?.. You thought you could hide from me..?~ You fool..”

Shadow Milk spoke, his voice his usual one of teasing and mischief, a soft chuckle escaping him.