I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Tenebrae Riddles (Thank you honey!) and Xheroh (Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it.)

I sat on a small purple blanket in a secluded part of the chocolate room, hidden behind a large hill of edible grass, my old acoustic guitar in hand while I stared out across the chocolate river while I gently stroked its neck. I was so glad that the firemen had managed to scavenge it out of the wreck that used to be my home though it did need a little repair work. For that, Mr and Mrs Bucket were more than happy to pay for, despite my objections towards their little project but I was incredibly grateful when I felt the comfortable weight in my hand once more. It was nice. It was warm. It was so familiar.

Adjusting the hold I had on it, I began to strum the strings; not once did I glance at the instrument. I knew the song chords off by heart from playing it most nights in my room or out on the street to earn myself a little money. It was just natural for my fingers to move in a certain way. Before I knew it, my favourite tune filled the air.

"There was a man back in '95, whose heart ran out of summer's time, but before he died I asked him 'Wait, what's the sense in life? Come over me, come over me." I sang, humming softly while I carried on. However, just as I was about to sing the next part, a different voice floated over, shocking me enough to stop for a few brief seconds but I quickly picked up where I left off, enjoying the sound of the voice.

"He said 'Sugar, why you got to sing that tune? Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon. Let an angel swing and make you swoon then you will see, yeah you will see." The voice was soft and warm but very masculine at the same time. Glancing away from the river, I looked at the wacky chocolatier who sat beside me, a small smile on his lips. His deep amethyst eyes sparkled and shined in the dim light. Luckily, I managed to catch myself before I got lost in them.

"Then he said 'Here's a riddle for you. Find the answer. There's a reason for the world. It's you and I." We sang, our voices melting together sweetly. He was a good singer and it surprised me because the only time I ever heard him sing was loudly in the shower every morning. That was the only thing about sharing a corridor with him. Ours were the only two rooms on that particular corridor so I had to suffer alone.

"Picked Charlie up from school today. 'Did you learn anything 'cause in the world today, you can't live in a castle far away. Now, come talk to me. Please, come talk to me.'"

" 'Lu, I'm big but we're smaller than small. In the scheme of things, we mean nothing at all. Still every mother's child sings a lonely song so play with me. Please come and play with me'." Willy murmured though I could feel his warm breath hitting my cheek. The feeling sent shivers down my spine, making me falter in my movements and he seemed to notice as he slipped his arm around my waist, allowing it to rest there. My heart began to pound painfully but I tried desperately to ignore it so I could keep on singing.

" 'Willy, from all I've told you. When you get down to the reason for the world, who am I?" I asked quietly, looking away from him when I told a question I had been thinking about for years though it usually crept up in the middle of the night, leading to the rest of it being spent weeping. I had realised that I had no reason for living, not like Willy. Willy was here to bring happiness to people, Charlie to carry on that happiness but I had no reason. I meant nothing. Not really.

"There are secrets that we still have left to find. There have been mysteries from the beginning of time. There are answers we're not wise enough to see. You say ' you're looking for a clue? I love you free." Despite the fact that he had changed the lyrics, I believed that he just carried on with that part of the song. There was no way that he meant what he had sang. There was no way he could have meant what he sang. I wasn't worthy of it. I was just some beaten girl whose father died in a house fire. I was just his heir's big sister.

"The batter swings and the summer flies, as I look into my angel's eyes. A song plays on while the moon is hiding over me, something comes over me." He carried on, leaning forward. My breathing stopped for a few seconds as his lips touched my cheek though they were so close to my mouth. I could almost feel the warm weight on mine.

"I guess we're big and I guess we're small. If you think about it Willy, well I've got it all. 'Cause you and the Buckets are all I've got on this bouncing ball. And I love you free, yes I love you freely." I admitted, feeling tears build up in my eyes as I gazed into his. Slowly, he reached over and took my hands into his, effectively stopping my playing.

"Here's a riddle for you. When you get down to the reason for my world, it's just you." He told me, pulling my hands up to his mouth so he could press a kiss to each of my knuckles. When I tried to pull them away, he wouldn't release me. Instead, he moved closer until his mouth was right next to my ear.

"I've never done this before... Lu... Can I keep you?" he murmured softly. Sitting there, I could feel my eyes go as wide as dinner plates. That sentence, so simple, had the power to cause my heart to pound painfully in my chest. It had the power to make my breath catch in my throat.

"W-Wily..." I stammered, not knowing how to answer such a question. With a gentle hand, he carefully moved my face to the side so I was looking straight into his violet eyes, our gazes locking. Before I knew it, our faces were getting closer and closer until our lips brushed against each other. That was enough to make a smile break onto my face.

And do you know what?

Life has never been sweeter since...