One fine September day, a girl named Beans asked her friend Smeep "Hey Smeep, do you want me to write you a few Kyo Kara Maoh fanfics?" That is when it all started. Now this has become a challenge from my best friend to write fifteen amazing (and somewhat impossible) prompts for her. But then Beans said, "Hey, why don't I do Smeep's requests, plus others!" And so that's where his comes into play. Here I will write the prompts that Smeep gave me, and if you'd like to give me one as well, then that's cool too! Just write what you'd like me to write in a review and I promise that I'll get to it eventually. Yay!

Oh, but one thing. The third season hasn't come out on DVD in the US yet, and I refuse to watch it online, so please don't give me any spoilers for the third season. Thanks!

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Title: After The Battle

Commission: "Conrad x Josak."

Rating: T

Note: Not my favorite piece of work, but I think it's a pretty good start. Also, in which Julia plays 'fag hag'.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kyo Kara Maoh, because if I did then the third season would be released in the US by now.

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Josak had carried him five miles before they dared to rest. The journey was tiring and harsh, but Josak didn't mind. The important thing was that the captain remained safe; his life meant nothing in comparison to Lord Weller's.

"How are you doing?" Josak asked the captain as he helped him off of his back and onto the ground. From what he could tell, they would be safe here.

Conrart's mouth contorted into something that could only resemble a smile. "I'm fine, a bit bruised, but fine." With trembling legs, Conrart tried to stand up to help Josak. They were going to need to make camp before nightfall, and Josak couldn't do that alone. After just a few steps, Conrart's legs gave out, but somehow, miraculously, Josak was there to catch his falling body.

"Hey there, don't go standing up captain. You'll only hurt yourself more than you already are." Gently, Josak helped Conrart back down, and pulled off his knapsack to make a makeshift pillow for his friend. The arguments from Conrart were silenced by Josak's threat of tying him down if he didn't stay down on his own. Reluctantly, Conrart watched as Josak collected firewood and the other things that they would need to make it through the night.

As Conrart watched his friend heave arduous pieces of wood despite having just been through a battle and build an improvised shelter for them for the night out of branches and leaves, Conrart noticed something. "Josak," He said with a surprised tone, making Josak look back at him worriedly from the leaves he was placing on top of the shelter he had built.

Conrart paused, and Josak grew worried that something had happened. "What is it captain?" His eyes surveyed the area, looking for any sort of disturbances. Though he was tired, he'd fight to death for the captain.

Conrart stared at Josak for a moment, the fatigue of the battle falling over him once again. "Thank you." He whispered as he fell back into the abyss of sleep. With a satisfied smile he continued working.

The dream that Conrart had was not a unique one; she had appeared in many of his dreams during this war to share her infinite wisdom. The stunning, yet friendly figure of his dear friend Julia drifting over to him in a hazy sort of breeze. The blue of her hair looking like water as it danced in the wind, and his own face smiled as she smiled at him. Julia's contagious sort of kindness was one that the most charismatic of politicians would die to have. It was a true blessing to be able to know this woman.

"Conrart." She whispered as she enclosed him in a tight embrace as two friends do. "You survived." Were her words as she let go of him and tears ran down her face.

"It was thanks to you." The weight of the pendant that she had given him was heavy on his chest. "You saved me." With a small chuckle Julia shook her head.

"My dear Conrart, was it I who saved you from your enemies swords at the last moment? Did I somehow appear to take you off of the battlefield when you were injured? And is it me who is at this moment trying to create a place that you can recover and live the rest of your life?" A pale, gentle hand was placed on his shoulder. "Conrart, allow yourself to be happy, even if for just this day."

Suddenly Conrart's eyes shot open as if a bullet was fired somewhere nearby. "What is it captain?" Josak asked, and Conrart realized what was happening; Josak was carrying him as if he were a groom taking his bride off to their bridal chamber. The scream wanting to come out of Conrart's mouth was quickly pushed back down into his lungs. The moon, which had apparently come out while he was sleeping, cast a beautiful sort of shadow on Josak's face.

Without any thought, Julia's words popped into Conrart's mind. "Conrart, allow yourself to be happy, even if for just this day…" But being with Josak wouldn't make him happy, would it? Josak was just a friend, like Julia was a friend. "I-I'm fine." Conrart managed to stutter. A moment after Josak's muscular arms were setting him down on a bed of leaves and other sorts of plants.

"It won't be the most comfortable thing in the world, but it should work pretty well for tonight, at least." In a moment of contemplation, he paused. "Get some sleep captain, tomorrow we'll return to Covenant Castle."

Before Conrart was able to close his eyes again, because he wanted to do so, he had to ask; though he already knew the answer. "Josak, don't you need to sleep?" With a huge smile Josak turned around to look at Conrart.

"Don't worry captain, I'm not tired at all. I'll just keep look out." It was a lie; the bags under Josak's eyes were huge. But Conrart knew that there was nothing that he could do. Josak was a stubborn man; he'd never listen to what Conrart had to say in this situation. In some ways, that was charming. "Now get some rest, tomorrow'll be even harder than today."

The shores of sleep yet again came to Conrart's mind, but all he could think of was Julia and what she had told him in his dream. The words were etched in his mind, turning through it, running around and making him crazy until…

"Josak!" He said a bit too loudly. Josak's sword immediately became unsheathed.

"What is it captain?" His eyes surveyed the area around the shelter, but he could see or sense nothing.

There was a moment of hesitation before Conrart spoke again. "Josak, I was wondering if-" He stopped, not knowing what to say. For the first time Conrart was utterly out of words. With a deep breath, Conrart started over. "Could you come here for a moment Josak?"

With a laugh Josak made his way over to Conrart. "Sure," he said as he crawled into the small tent. "You had me worried for a moment captain, I thought something was wrong-"

Conrart cut him off. "There is Josak. Something is very wrong." The concerned look on Josak's beautiful face destroyed any of the barriers that Conrart still had up in his mind.

He was in love with Josak, and he had been for years.

"What is it cap-" Josak began but Conrart cut him off, not with his words, but with a kiss.

That night, neither of them got much sleep.

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Fin.

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Next Week: Günter x Dakaskos. Smeep really is a sadist.