A/N: Yay new fandom! And what an exciting new fandom it is. I hope you all enjoy the fic. It's pretty fluffy :) The second part is in the works and will probably be more angsty.

Part 1

They sat against the trunk of an ancient tree on the crest of a hill looking down on both the moors and the human kingdom. It was the perfect locale to have privacy while still keeping a watchful eye on both kingdoms. They spoke in bursts of conversation feeling no need to fill the comfortable silences that floated between them. The fact that they were together was more than enough. They felt content and whole as the wind blew through the trees, whispering calming affirmations in the still air of the balmy evening.

"How did you wake me up?" Aurora asked as she fidgeted distractedly with a flower crown she'd made earlier. They sat close together, Aurora's head rested on Maleficent's shoulder, the faerie's great wings furled around them both protectively.

"What makes you think I woke you up?" Maleficent inquired glancing down at the blonde girl, who continued to play with the ring of flowers in her hands, not looking up.

"I don't know. But I'm quite sure you did." Aurora answered with conviction.

They were both silent for several moments. Maleficent broke the silence by replying, "True love's kiss."

"What?" Aurora questioned, she'd gotten lost in her own chaotic thoughts during the silence and had forgotten the question.

"That's how I woke you." Maleficent explained gently.

"Oh…" Aurora mused dreamily as she pondered the answer.

"Yes…" Maleficent nodded. Her magnificent feathers fluttered slightly as a breeze blew across the hills.

They were quiet again for a time until Aurora asked, "Will you let me live here with you now, Godmother?"

"Is that really how you think of me?" The faerie wondered.

"What?" Asked the bemused blonde.

"Do you still think of me as your Godmother. Even now you know that I was the one who put the curse on you to begin with?" She inquired cautiously.

"Hmm… I suppose I don't…" Maleficent looked crestfallen at this response, she looked off toward the horizon in an attempt to hide her disappointment from her young companion. The faerie had known she'd broken Aurora's trust by not telling her of the curse, but she had hoped their bond could be mended. "But I do still think of you as my guardian angel. I surely would have died had you let me alone with my Aunties." Aurora continued.

"Indeed…." Maleficent said off-handedly, though she was really quite relieved. The damage to their relationship wasn't as severe as she had feared.

"So you're my true love?" Aurora pondered, her gaze finally drifting up to Maleficent's sharp features, the flower crown now forgotten.

"I think it's more that my love for you is true." Maleficent replied succinctly, her eyes returning to lock onto Aurora's.

"I love you too, you know." Aurora proclaimed. She stared deeply into Maleficent's captivating eyes, her gaze never wavering, her intent clear.

"Do you?" Maleficent asked, though she knew the answer, she could see it in the blonde's eyes.

"Oh yes. You said you couldn't keep me safe from all of the evil that exists. But you can and you did. And I've grown quite attached to you."

"As I have to you. But what of that boy? That prince…"

"Oh, Phillip? He's quite charming. We are very good friends." Aurora explained excitedly.

"Is that all? Friends?"

"Oh yes. He's quite funny. I think you'd like him if you got to know him."

"Perhaps… But, my dear," Maleficent continued, her voice growing a tinge darker and more serious, "There is yet truth in my statement that I cannot keep you safe from all evils of this world. You are queen of the human kingdom now. I am unable protect you from their greed and violence. I did not even protect you from the evil inside of myself, not really. You are the one who protected me. You saved me from myself. You showed me the light when all I could see was poignant darkness. You reminded me of a happiness I had long forgotten. You still do."

They were quiet again for many long moments. They watched as the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm glow over their respective kingdoms. Maleficent's gaze wandered across the area where her wall of thorns used to sit. The thorns had been erected as a protective barrier and stood as an ominous warning to all who set eyes upon it of the iniquity that existed in their world. It had served as a dividing line between good and evil; though, in truth, there had been both good and evil on either side of the wall. Just as there was and will always be both good and evil within faer-people and human-folk alike.

While the faerie looked pointedly at the location where the wall has previously stood, Aurora fixed her eyes on the multicoloured glowing lights of the moors. She imagined all the creatures she had come to love laughing, and dancing, and playing. She made a point of not looking toward the human kingdom. It was hers to rule now, but she was uncertain and frightened. She had been raised by faeries and the only real experience she had with humans had been, at best, negative and traumatising. She feared, more than she cared to admit, that she would fail as a ruler. She was quite certain that she wanted to remain on the moors, they had become her home after all; but she was equally certain of her desire to lift her human subjects up from the ashes of war and hostility, though she knew neither how she would go about such a thing, nor if they would be willing to follow a queen such as herself.

Aurora did know, however, that dwelling on such anxieties would accomplish nothing, so to distract herself from her own unproductive thoughts she allowed her hand to snake lazily around Maleficent's waist; after a few beats she began drawing circles with her fingertips. Maleficent's breath hitched, but she permitted the caress, secretly revelling in it.

"What shall I call you then?" Aurora queried out of the blue.

"Hmm?" The faerie asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I can't go on calling you godmother…" The blonde insisted.

"You may call me Maleficent, my little beastie." She said as she brought her hand up to stroke one of Aurora's soft, full cheeks.

"I think I'd like that quite a lot, Maleficent." Aurora sighed, blushing under the touch of Maleficent's long, gentle fingers and the scrutiny of her vibrant eyes.

"As would I, my darling." Maleficent purred.

"I-I don't remember you kissing me." Aurora stammered, never breaking eye contact.

"No. You wouldn't, you were quite asleep at the time." Came the reply, coupled with a teasing smirk.

"Where did you kiss me, Maleficent?" Aurora murmured softly, her eyes still locked with Maleficent's.

"Right here." Maleficent replied kissing the exact spot on the fair-haired forehead.

"Mmm" Aurora sighed blissfully, her eyes slipping shut.

"But I think I should like to kiss you elsewhere."

"Where else do you wish to kiss me?"

"Here." The older faerie said as she kissed first one of Aurora's closed eyelids, then the other. "And here." She added as she kissed the cheek she had been stroking, then kissed the opposite cheek. "Especially here." She said softly, her breath ghosting across Aurora's lips for a beat before Maleficent brushed her lips gently across the blonde's. The kiss was as light as the touch of a butterfly's wings. As Maleficent pulled back a hair, Aurora opened her eyes and leaned toward the lips that had just caressed her own so fleetingly. Tilting her head forward, Aurora reconnected their lips, more firmly this time. Maleficent matched the pressure with her own lips and deepened the kiss. Maleficent took possession of the kiss, as their eyes both slipped shut. Aurora melted into the kiss, all of her thoughts and worries seem to just vanish and all she could think about were the lips pressed against hers and the warm, insistent tongue sliding against her own. Suddenly, Maleficent nipped at Aurora's bottom lip with sharp teeth, causing Aurora to gasp softly and pull back.

"I'm sorry my darling, did I hurt you?" Maleficent inquired, searching the blonde's face for signs of pain or discomfort.

"No, no, I'm fine. Y-you just surprised me. I-I was quite enjoying myself, really." The blush returning to her features in full force, accompanied by a soft smile.

"I'm glad. And to answer your earlier question, my little beastie, of course you may come and live here, on the moors, with me. I should quite like that, in fact. I'm sure we can come up with a way for you to rule your kingdom and still remain here."

"You really think so?" Aurora asked, her eyes bright.

"Oh yes, my darling." They both looked out across the moors and rolling hills, Aurora realising for the first time that the sun had finished settling and dusk was upon them. "But first, I think we should get some rest. We can deal with all of that on the morrow."