The knight heaved a short sigh, gripping onto the school bag in which held all the school belongings. It was another stupid day in which the knight was forced to go to school. The knight's princess was always one to run off, wanting to do things she couldn't when she was younger. "I wanna go to school!" A grin crept on her face. The knight's bi colored eyes just fluttered, not sure how to respond. "Wouldn't your sister like kill you?" The grin turned into a soft frown. Her cyan hues lost that light they had. "I know...but that's why I want you to come too! If my knight's with me at all times, I'm sure she wouldn't be as angry about it!"
From that day on, the knight was stuck going to school. Footsteps echoed through the halls of the school, causing his head to perk up. A ravenette appeared behind him. "Sam, why do you like wearing a male uniform?" Those cyan hues met his bi-colored ones, shoulder giving a shrug. "Iouno...it's just more comfortable. I mean if I wore the girl's uniform I'd get alot of stares, wouldn't I?" He stated. He was one of those types of people whom didn't wish for all eyes to be on them, which was especially why he wouldn't wear a girl's uniform.
"Oh Cornelia said she wanted to see us. Apparently that Lloyd Asplund guy asked her about something, she wouldn't give me details though." The princess crossed her long slender arms over her chest, wondering whatever Cornelia could want with her knight. It was odd for her to request him for something, that wasn't to nearly kill him. The two weren't sure why, but Cornelia really hated him. If it were up to her, he wouldn't be her knight. Though as much as she wanted to, she wouldn't. Cornelia could be strict, she could be downright mean, but she didn't want to upset her sister any more than the death of Euphie had already.
The two walked towards the room requested. The princess had changed into her normal outfit, a cyan version of the dress the third princess, Euphemia Li Britannia, had worn. Her knight simply wore his regular uniform, not caring about what the others thought. Especially Lloyd. No matter what he wore, Lloyd always seemed to be clinging to him. It was almost as bad as the time he saw him with pudding. He shuddered, never wanting to remember that scene again.
"You requested us?" The princess questioned, standing just barely in front of her knight. Cornelia stood up, leaning a leer towards the knight then smiling at her sister. "Apparently Mr. Asplund, whom you will recognize as the creator of the Lancelot, wishes to see your knight's Knightmare Frame." He gave his own leer back, puffing his chest out lightly and giving a loud grunt. "Like hell he'll touch my Knightmare Frame, the day he does that is the day he wishes to die."
As if on que, the odd male seemed to skip into the room. "Oh my~" He spoke in an interested tone, looking off towards the knight. "Why hello Sammy~, so might I ask your answer to my request~?" Stopping in front of the figure, he leaned down to look him eye-to-eye. The knight's eyes narrowed, showing his impatience for the other male. "Let me give it to you in a simple way, something your tiny brain can understand...N.O." A light frown crossed Lloyd's cheeks, soon standing up straight and grinning.
"Too late~ I've already gotten the key to your Knightmare Frame as well as your Knightmare Frame. It's currently being taken to my lab." Attempting to bolt after him, 'Sam' was forced to be held back by five guards. "Let me go! Damnit I'm gonna kill him!" His voice echoed through the area. He could be calm, he could be calmer than calm, but when it came to touching his stuff he absolutely flipped out.
"I swear I'll fucking kill the bastard!!!" Attempting to get away, he heaved a sigh. He knew it was useless, so he gave up. Lloyd gave a light giggle, resting his hands on his hips. A short fuss continued after that, five or six guards nearly getting killed to stop the short tempered knight from killing Lloyd. A month or so later, 'Sam' was sitting at a table in the crazy purple haired male's lab.
"When the hell am I going to get my Knightmare Frame back?" He tapped his fingers against the table. Cecile was away, so this annoyed him worse than any other experience with him. Lloyd soon lifted himself from the machine, walking to the table. "I'm almost done, it'll be finished tomorrow...but first..." Growing closer to the knight, a large grin spread on his cheeks. "Give me a kiss." His eyes widened, backing away from Lloyd. A dark red crossed his own cheeks, attempting to find a way to get away from the crazy male.
"But I'm a guy!" He shrieked, his voice suddenly becoming higher pitched. His eyes narrowed, giving an even wider grin. "That's a lie, you're a girl." Samantha Kawatta Juugatsu, the knight of the fourth princess of Britannia, Kiana Li Britannia. She had put herself off as a guy, so the list of those whom knew she was actually female was little to none. "How long have you known?"
Her hues widened more, staring blankly at him. "I've known from the first day I met you." He stated, growing dangerously close to her. Thump, thump. Her heart pounded, having no way out of this situation. Trapped. She was trapped in the corner, Lloyd standing only a few feet away. Sammy did like him. He wasn't too terrible, and he was kind of cute. Though like every female, she was afraid to give her heart away then have it stomped on.
"Just one little kiss is all I'm asking for..." Closer. He was right in front of her. Close enough to feel the heat rising upon her cheeks. His thumb rusted on the edge of her chin, forefinger forcing her to look at him. Leaning his own head down, his lips pressed against hers. For the first time she gave into his torture and teasing, not thinking just leaning in to return the kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck gently, hesitant on such actions. His lips formed into a soft smile, holding her tightly.
The sound of someone opening the door was heard, the blue haired female known as Cecile Croomy stepping inside. "Am I interrupting something?" Her hues gave a soft flutter, watching the two blankly for a second. A heat rose over Sammy's cheeks, trying to push Lloyd away. Holding her arm up, she slapped him across the face. "Get away from me you damn pervert!" Falling back, he held his cheek but smiled. Cecile laughed lightly. "Looks like you're back to normal Sammy."