I Will Wait.

Celestia P.O.V.

I felt hurt...shocked...my teacher pushed me away. He had rejected me and said the worst, then walked out of my confession.

He's been so alone and untouched by another mare, but always so gentle and kind to every single pony that says hello to him. His handsomeness never ceased to amaze me or my friends when we were allowed our sleepovers.

The smile, the care, the gentle tone before always pecks me a goodnight kiss to my head.

My friends say I just have a crush on him, but I...I...

"Teacher." I called at the edge of my bed.

Although he remained naked from the waist to his neck, the shirt felt dirty within my hooves. I thought that taking away his loneliness would make him happy, that he would let someone love him. But his...his...

"We can't do this Celestia." he said calmly, mirthlessly at my door before it swung open.

I just stared at him for a moment...I could not stand to think that this was how he felt for me...I'd believed in him to be the one that is perfect for me.

But how could I ever be what he needs in his life?

Apart from being his student, the days we spend together continue to fuel my feelings for him. Each small lesson is a dazzling spark of my need to take away the pain he holds onto so desperately.

I remember how much pride he kept as a married man, as a king that lost his queen to unforeseen circumstances. The day he told me of his deceased wife brought out the love I have for him. I became determined for that one touch no one receives from our beloved King of The Sun.

Not even Luna...

"Why not?" I asked, a few tears falling effortlessly onto the floor. "You may be my teacher, but you're not at all related to me, so how...how can you push me away?"

The king smiled and directed himself to me as I shuffled to a more appropriate position of sitting. I then fought my tears and watched him laugh heartlessly with a lingering shadow over his eyes.

His smile still beamed, but the energy in it felt so lifeless.

It was as if the light in his heart died at my kiss.

"Because I don't want to lose you again." he admitted, his eyes now sparkling beneath the shadow of his despair. "To love the you that is now will only bring us to another loss."

"But I...I-"

And just when I thought of asking more...he left me...

He...he left...in the darkness...

I finished with a mutter, a cold, painful...mutter.

"But I love you."

...

That was three days ago to be exact. My mind was now wandering to more important matters, such as keeping up with my schedule and preparing for the next test his majesty has for me.

Sadly my planning is alone and silent with breakfast not being the same as it should be. My home cooked meal that he makes for me and Luna is instead something the chefs prepare before you wake up in the morning.

Eggs, hash browns, toast...that is all I had to eat for a lonely breakfast.

I missed him already, I felt the stinging in my chest continue growing with each day of his absence. I thought to myself as a failure or that he now sees me as nothing more than a whorse, but my heart says otherwise...and...and...

I know he loves me, I know he wants to be with me. The kiss, our kiss, it said all I need to know about my king needing what I know I can give to him so perfectly.

Big sister may be older, wiser, and much more supple in certain areas. Apart from the fact of being a mare with many years of experience.

But I can do what she cannot, for I am not like her.

I do not sleep with a stallion after every fourth date.

Thunder may be gone, but his love for me was nothing more than a lie he uses to get inside a mare. That is until teacher found him attempting the wrong things with me...without my consent.

To be a princess is hard and frightening. Every single day is a stressful panic of wondering who is next to try and hurt you or ask you out.

I won't say danger lurks in every corner, for my beloved king keeps us all safe.

Thunder may have been the bravest to earn my feelings, but he was the most foolish to force himself upon me when Luna left the castle for business, forgetting that his majesty still roams the halls day and night.

The pain, the rage and hatred of a god, it showed in the eyes of my teacher, and I loved seeing it glow in his darkened eyes.

I relished the tremble of this castle, I became aroused at how he took his power and raised both the moon and sun to inflict fear on the brute. Never again did I see my teacher take control of my sister's moon, but I still remembered the words he bellowed while causing a solar eclipse.

That was true love, that was my teacher's true love...for me.

Let this be a warning to you! I am your king and she is my student, so if you touch her again I will have you banished to the sun for eternal burning!

Every time I remember that night, every moment I recall of the love he showed in his rage, I feel compelled to whisper so sultrily his name and...and...

"Teacher."

"Something troubling you?" a familiar voice said behind me.

I turned around and found the owner of said voice to be my big sister. She stood as beautiful as ever in his majesty's sunlight. Her dark blue coat glowed and remained as well groomed as she makes it. Her mane still shined like the night with such a long and gaseous wave around her.

She stood as majestic as the princess she is.

Even so, I looked away and barely touched my breakfast. I felt no appetite for this miniscule and effortless cooking, let alone smell it.

I didn't want this kind of cooking, I wanted his cooking.

The love and care he puts in his work, the smile he holds with each little thing he cooks, it tasted so delicious that I was compelled to ask for seconds. And he would say to me without hesitating, he would take my plate and fill it with more of his love filled cooking until I became full.

I knew it would make my exercising more difficult, but for him I would keep appreciating the so simple but delicious cuisine.

Salad, fresh or cooked fruit, steamed vegetables, he always changed up breakfast to never tire me of his cooking.

Sadly I pondered this some more and ignored my sister's words. Until she waved a hoof in front of me and spoke a little louder, which did not sound so good.

"Equestria to Celestia, anyone in there?"

"Huh, what?" I quipped in my startle.

I see into her eyes and find a sense of joy. She smiles warmly in the sunlight and chuckles as her hoof touches my cheek. It feels tender and smooth with the sisterly comfort she always gives, but I don't feel that coming from her.

For I feel...secluded.

"What troubles your mind?" she chimes.

I breathe in my nervousness and hope for the best of her advice to be calm and steady. But knowing my big sister and her overprotectiveness, I am surely to be punished with a lecture or an entire day in my room...without any cake.

Why do I always crave for cake?

Still...

"I...I kissed him sister...and...and he pushed me away." I admitted somberly; my eyes begin to water at how much it hurt to have his hands push instead of hold me.

I hear her gasp but don't see the expression, for I was too afraid to look her in the eye.

Oh how foolish I was to confess.

"Oh dear." she breathes; her hoof still touches me. Until another moves over and wraps around my head, causing me to gasp with trepidation. "Oh my sweet sister, I am so sorry he did that."

She never apologized to me for my wrongdoings. Luna would always tear a new one in me and make it so I suffer enough.

Was this a trick or a game? Because I am not in the mood to be fooled into some emotional release.

I hurt enough as it is.

...

I felt a little uncomfortable with her nuzzling as she hummed a sweet tune to me. Her motherly nature was a troubling display, a showing of us being at a different relationship that I don't feel is right.

I know she loves me and wants the best for me, but this care she gives is almost too much.

So then why...why is she so...calm?

"I hoped that you would be older before letting yourself return to him." she crooned so lovingly into my ear, stretched with a small peck to my cheek. "But even your love for him cannot die, no matter how many times."

Should I have been confused or understanding of her statement?

There was nothing but the company of her silence after she stopped talking and humming. Although I wanted to indulge myself with the mystery she said so somberly, something about this made it all so...familiar.

Sad to think that I needed to be like this, a heaping mess matting her fur, to have some clarity as to why my own teacher rejected me so quickly.

"I know it's not my place to do this." Luna whispered; suddenly a book appears in her magic and falls in front of me. "But if you want him to love you, then you must know the truth."

I stared quizzically at the brown leather book, only to have my sister's approval float around the leather cover as a deep blue shade.

She turns the page but gives the room to read to me. And when I proceeded to delve into the fine writing, a sharp prick to my head forces me to grunt while I take in what appears to be a journal entry.

Surprisingly it is...it is his entry.

Dear Diary

Today I died on the inside. My beloved queen has turned sixteen today and found herself a coltfriend.

Celestia, My Sweet Celestia, has left me forever.

My wife, my reborn wife, you know not that I am your husband. But for now I will let you love another and watch from a distance...as your teacher.

Suddenly my heart...crumbled...

And I barely began reading it.