Rosemary
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Declaimer: Final Fantasy IV Belong to Square Enex.
Slash implied
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The Ceremony must be grand and marvelous but he wouldn't know now, would he? Kain mused with a twist of his lips. He had been so far from Baron when he's suppose childhood best friend and childhood sweetheart was getting marry at this moment.
Where was he now? The Dragoon didn't really know, he was no where close to town and the last time he came across one had been days ago. The wilderness calmed him. Without the searching looks the common villagers greet him as they look on with weary eyes at the stranger who was cover from head to toe and spoke with monotone voice.
Yes, he's being very inconspicuous. Right…and Cecil like sweet cakes- Not. The man hated sweet cakes with a passion. Something to do with Rosa's misadventure with the Art of Cooking when the girl was fourteen or so. Kain suppress the sudden shudder that appear when he remember what he had to endure in that painful three months when Rosa was dead set to learn how to cook.
Which later on Cecil got angry at him for his sudden training trip that took him out of the castle for almost four months. Kain reflect with a shook of his head and a smile. It was sad. How pathetic he had become… Kain pull his hood lower as he move even deeper into the forest in a pace that was faster than normal travelers. Ever since he left Baron without telling Cecil or Rosa face to face, he seem to always think about them and it's all good memories. But when he's around his two friends…all he could think about it's the painful memories when he's not in control of himself…and how no one seem to notice his plead-
The footsteps behind him were getting more restless as his stalkers were getting anxious at his pace. Those bandits really have no idea who exactly were they trying to steal from. Kain smirked as he gotten closer to the edge of the forest that was starting to turn into mountain with nearly impossible to climb cliffs for normal people but easy as pie for a Dragoon. The blond nearly laughed out loud at the sudden cursing of the bandits that were following him when he had jump, bouncing off sharp cliff tips and out of view faster than they could launch their attack at him.
A year ago Kain would had kill the bandits, but a year ago Kain wasn't so bone weary at being discover of his whereabouts.
A year ago he didn't hated himself so much-
A year ago he didn't learn that he actually love Cecil the same way he love Rosa.
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