Hello again and welcome to Dawn's Shameless Shipping account! Now far, far away in the realm of livejournal, I was pissed becauseI didn't get Zelos/Lloyd as the 30 kisses pairing! (30 kisses is a theme community - which I will explain in a moment.) So the second I was informed of another 30-theme community opening, I grabbed the two of them the second I could. So here we are!

In case you don't know, '30 themes' were originally created for Japanese fanartists as far as I know! They give themselves 30 themes to draw a picture for, or in this case - write a fic! Some of the themes are really odd, but they give us a lot of leeway so we have a lot of room to move, and as long as we vaguely relate to the theme, it's good enough!

So anyway, here I am shipping my OTP in 30 themes! I was going to post them all at once, but because uploading process is a pain in the ass, I figured I might as well get started. The first ten themes are - I promise! - going to be very generic and with barely any pairing stuff, but I promise you, it will pick up later on, so just stay tuned, alright?

Without further adieu, I present you, with...

30 Hugs, Theme 01; Hazel Eyes

Mylene

Lloyd stared up at the woman with awe. There was no other way to describe her - she was beautiful.

In her long red dress, she stood with a curve in her back and her held tilted slightly to show the curve of her chin. Her neck and shoulders were slender and strong - her pale blonde hair was up in a graceful but messy bun to show the viewer as much. There was a smile on her face, but Lloyd had to look twice to check. There was something lonely in her eyes... the hazel eyes she peered at him out of. He could see the fakeness of her smile and it hurt him to look at it. Lloyd pursed his lips and looked solemnly back at her as he allowed his eyes to gaze momentarily down at the plaque that perched at the bottom of the canvas.

Mylene Wilder

A date graced below her name and he estimated that she had been dead since Lloyd was seven. Zelos had been about twelve. Although Lloyd knew his own mother was dead, Genis' mother was nowhere to be found and Colette's mother had been taken away from her at a young age, a strange kind of solemnity had come over Lloyd upon looking at the dead woman. Raising his eyes, he met her gaze again as she smiled eerily back at him. He felt guilty for looking at a person that he would never know. What kind of person had she been to be wearing an expression like that?

"She's dead, you know." Zelos said, walking down the stairway. It was early in the morning and Lloyd had been the one to wake up first. After going for a walk around the city, Lloyd had come back to discover nothing more of interest in Zelos' house save for his untalkative butler and the portait of his mother.

"I - She..." Lloyd stammered, throwing his gaze back down to the plaque again. "I - I'm sorry, Zelos..."

"It doesn't matter," Zelos said, a bitter note finding it's way into his voice that Lloyd couldn't help but pick up. "She hated me, anyway."

Lloyd spun suddenly on his heel as Zelos walked across the room, making his way to the kitchen. "But... wasn't she your mother!"

"Yep," he said sharply. "Want some breakfast?"

"I... Don't sound so angry!" Lloyd raced forward to slide behind Zelos as he entered the kitchen. "Why would your mother hate you!"

"Because she did," Zelos replied as he scanned the large kitchen - supposedly for Sebastien. "How about pancakes?" he said as he walked for a cupboard and began pulling ingredients down, analyzing each before putting them on the counter.

"Zelos-"

"I'm not sure how to make them, though," Zelos said, tapping at a plastic container that contained flour. "Do you?"

Lloyd couldn't withstand an exasperated sigh. He stared intently at Zelos as the redhead continued his mission of retrieving anything that might be used for pancakes.

He had taken her stature. The shape of his eyes and his face definately came from the woman in the portrait... but Lloyd could only wonder what had happened between them to convince Zelos that his mom had hated him. Parents loved you... they just... did. They had to... right?

Too many things Lloyd had faith in were falling out from underneath him lately, he thought silently as he considered another auburn-haired friend of his. Taking a deep breath, Lloyd crossed the room to Zelos' side. If he couldn't believe in others... he would be sure that others could believe in him!

"Zelos," Lloyd said - his voice steady. "Look at me."

Zelos did... after a slight hesitation and discovered himself unable to hide his amusement at the look of sheer determination on his face, accented with a childish pout. The look just increased in severity as Zelos revealed his grin. "What is it, bud? Want some coffee?"

"I won't hate you, Zelos!" He said strongly, staring straight into Zelos' eyes. "No matter what you do!"

Zelos hesitated to take in the sentiment before bursting out and laughing in Lloyd's face. The brunette only seemed slightly discouraged as Zelos smothered his mouth with his hand. "Is that a challenge?" He chided finally.

Lloyd didn't seem certain what Zelos was asking, but he held his stare. "...uhh... no."

"Well, that's no fun!" Zelos pouted, gesturing dismissively. "Go get the eggs, Lloyd. When everyone else wakes up, we'll have made them the best breakfast ever!"

"Yeah!" Lloyd sang, suddenly enthused as he bounded over to the refrigerator - such things he had been confused and even frightened of weeks before, when they had first come to Tethe'alla.

Zelos couldn't wipe the smile from his face as he continued to search for the sugar, taking Lloyd's sentiment and placing it somewhere safe inside his memories. I won't hate you, Zelos, no matter what you do!

"Two or three?"

"Six! Don't forget to get the milk and butter out!"