to be honest I have no idea what I'm doing
BUT I SHIP IT THO
I SHIP IT HAAAARRRDDD /bricked

Takumi, Leon, Kamui and Orochi all belong to Nintendo! As does the Fire Emblem franchise itself. R&R if you wish!


Takumi was always in a state of moody malcontent, yet he was Hoshido's most consummate archer — it was simple as that. Even Takumi himself knew that, and he knew he was mentally weak and just wanted recognition.

That was it: when the ivory prince was within his zone, perfecting his martial arts, formulating the most flawless strategies, or immensely diligent in his ascetic efforts to become even better, he was the center of his own universe. He trusted no one from the neighbouring country; only those native and close to him.

Until Kamui introduced someone with such strong eyelash game.

From that moment, Takumi began to slip up, disappearing into the poisonous infatuation Leon so had him wound in, like winding ivy. Around Leon, the prince took another persona: quite the charmer, one to impress, and quite the gentleman.

The reason for the persona's existence and change of heart was simple: Leon.

Ever since amber eyes held with smoky quartz, something beautiful with wings had unfolded inside of the archer. Of course, the Dark Knight had no idea what he had done, and for a while, Takumi convinced himself that he had been cursed by the prince of Nohr, but after a while (and several bowls of beef stew and games of chess that made Takumi want to commit several crimes), neither could evade the truth.

Takumi had fallen in love for the first time — let alone with a Nohrian, one of his avowed enemies.

Just because eyelashes curtaining cheekbones didn't mean he immediately fell to his knees and begged for Leon to go out with him — despite the temptation, as soon as he realised the beginnings of such an infatuation. He fought them as much as he was able, but when Leon was backlit by the moon outside on Orochi's birthday, he felt the stringent hold on his emotions loosen.

As Leon virtually duplicated Aqua's dark dance for Mikoto's retainer — swaying his hips in such a hypnotic rhythm Takumi couldn't get out of his mind for days, earning applause and cheers from both countries, and having the back of his cape twist around the edges of his shoulders due to a simple spin — Takumi felt his mask soften, and felt his charmer rise to the surface. The shadows of the fire danced and flickered along all of their faces, causing armour to gleam and cause unease to dissipate into nothing, with Aqua singing her dark song all the while.

But it was out in the boats on Leon's birthday where he first had to recognise them himself.

The midnight blue sky was dotted with arches of clear frost, the moon — a bright, glowing plate on a midnight blue table — coated everything with an otherwordly veil of light. His porcelain skin was glowing from the moonlight, and the ivory prince was handing him black baccara roses to let drift in the still water, laced with white and dark blue. His amber eyes followed the Dark Knight's delicate movements as he placed them in a shape with no true meaning. Takumi eyed him dreamily, gazing at him with a mixture of affection and adoration. He would never admit it, but the cinnamon sprinkle of freckles was so cute.

A reflection of a glowing orb caught Leon's attention, and the Hoshidan heard his neck cracking as he peered about, trying to find the source.

If Takumi thought Leon was attractive when he was illuminated by just moonlight, the way the light from the lanterns danced off his skin, and the smile he wore — so fairylike and magical — filched the air from Takumi's lungs.

Gone was the unstable prince of Hoshido — what remained in his stead was a young man wound into something so treasured.

Leon leaned precariously out of the boat, pointing at a lantern nearing the surface of the water. With a gentle lift of his gauntlet, he sent it soaring into the air.

When the prince of Nohr twisted back around to face the other male — the lights of the lanterns causing his armour to gleam — a chin dimple crinkled inwards as he eyed Takumi holding two lanterns in his hands, taken from their secreted spot.

The blond was pretty, yes, but with so little distance between them, Takumi is awestruck.

Smoky quartz was mixed in with honey; gold intertwining with auburn around the edge of his irises. One look into them, and you're lost — doomed for all eternity because no other eyes will ever compare. The doll-like, black lashes framing his cow eyes brush against his cheekbones, and is only a reminder of Takumi's infatuation.

His mind raced, remembering all the tides of time that had came and went and had become wasted; trying to perfect himself and not be shadowed by older siblings. With Leon, it was as if he could see the world for the first time, and in a beautiful light. Before, he saw his own flaws and what he had to perfect. Now he saw the beauty in everything, and felt the wonder and awe that Leon so rarely possessed at the world.

But now he was here, with lantern light glinting off his blond hair and the most adorable grin on his face that he noted, Takumi finally received his answer. Before, he just.. he wanted to make his siblings pale in comparison. He had only one ultimate goal, but now.. he had another set within his mind. Perfection existed, and it was right here.

When Takumi was with Leon, he was where he was meant to go.

It was as if the fog misting his mind at last lifted, and he was finally able to see things the way he was supposed to. The world was so warm and bright, and he wondered how he could have missed it all due to a weakness and a character flaw.

The focal point of his world had shifted from perfection to the Nohrian sitting across from him.

Everything he had known during his life had changed because of a sworn enemy, but he wouldn't have exchanged it for anything else. And Takumi, anyone who would was just insane.