By: yume-chan29
A/N: This plot bunny was really bugging me so I just HAD to get it out! I guess it's also to make up for my lack of updates in "Love Letters". Don't worry, R/C fans! Once I get over this one obstacle (aka: WRITER'S BLOCK) I promise to get out an update!
Dedicated to the reviewers of my first Dragon Knights fic, "Love Letters"!xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Argh.
Rath hastily looked over his letter and the scrawl he so desperately tried to make legible. Where were his fellow Dragon Knights at the moment? He didn't know and was secretly thankful. If they ever saw this…he knew they'd never let him live it down.
Unconsciously, his cheeks pinked and he growled at his utter stupidity.
Why the hell was he blushing anyway? It wasn't as if he were sending anything that mortifying. For Dusis sake, no one was even around to witness the event that was about to take place!
It was only a letter. Wondering innocently on whether or not the Dragon Castle had been under any demon sieges lately. Nothing, absolutely nothing to with her. The person whom he was sending it to in the first place.
He stared hatefully at the parchment in his hands, teetering on the decision: to send or not to send? Oh was that the question.
An exasperated sigh escaped his mouth and he called forth a carrier bird saying—practically whispering—
"Send this to Cesia at the Dragon Palace."
Since when had sending letters been so hard?
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She gasped outwardly as the corset around her waist was forced tighter to the middle.
Her companions giggled lightly, apologizing.
She smiled back softly, signaling 'It's okay.' And she sighed heavily.
Cesia, the Dragon Tribe's official fortuneteller, was getting fitted for yet another dress by none other than the Dragon Tribe's own fashion designers, Queen Raseleane and her assistant, Cernozora.
It was all right, Cesia decided. It's not as if I have anything else to do…Since the 3 Dragon Knights had left the castle, it had been quiet. Too quiet. So quiet that Cesia had already begun to miss their weird, though energetic, personalities. Most in particular, a certain Fire Knight…She shook off a blush.
A quiet knock at the door signaled another's presence. Cesia, as she was still in her undergarments, hurriedly ran behind a changing screen, throwing on her original attire.
While doing so, the Dragon Queen called out sweetly, "You may come in now!"
And in walked a Dragon Fighter, carrying what looked like…mail?
A few words were exchanged between her Highness and subject, though Cesia couldn't hear through the ruffling of her own clothing.
When the Dragon Fighter left and the door shut closed, two feminine giggles rang out.
Cesia appeared from behind the screen fully changed and curious about the source of their laughter. "What happened?" she questioned, quirking an eyebrow in confusion.
They bubbled openly yet again and Cernozora handed Cesia an envelope, no doubt a document inside, which only achieved in making Cesia more confused with the humor they saw.
"Cesia, dear," Raseleane finally said, smiling, "You've got mail."
"Hm?" She looked carefully down at the letter in her hands noting the penmanship was…awfully familiar. …But who in the world would send her mail? "From who?"
They chortled yet again, apparently amused with her naiveté. After a minute or two, at last, they ceased and Cernozora taunted. "None other than…who else?" Cesia sighed again. They sounded as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Who?"
They grinned. "Rath, of course!"
A short silence. Cesia blinked. Had she heard right? Did they just say that Rath had sent her a letter? Rath, as in demon-hunting obsessed dragon knight with a thing for flames whom she'd been thinking about since last…
She stopped before she reached ultimate embarrassment…though, the heat reached her cheeks before she could stop herself.
The two other females in the room shared a knowing smile.
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Cesia,
It's Rath, if you didn't already know. Hey. Me, Rune, and Thatz are here in Sarazra and believe it or not, this adventure has me bored out of my mind. Two words: No demons.
So, I decided to write you a letter, (crossed out: It's not like I've been thinking about you or anything), wondering whether anything exciting, mainly yokai attacks, have been happening over there.
So, yeah. Write back.
Rath
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Dear Rath,
Yes, I already did know that you had sent the letter. But when I first heard, I couldn't really believe it. I mean, you, write me, a letter? How often does that happen?
So I read it and was, I can tell you this, not surprised at all. Too bad for you, no demon sieges here either. Meaning you have no reason whatsoever to worry about the Dragon Tribe.
Don't worry though, I'll protect your precious clan from danger while you're away. You know how perfectly capable I am.
Sincerely,
Cesia
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Cesia,
Where the hell did you get the idea that I was worried about the Dragon Tribe? You know how much I hate them.
I was just questioning whether or not you and the others had the pleasure of defeating any demons while I was away. And you said no. So we really have no other reason to continue writing to each other.
…I am NOT worried.
And like hell, will you protect them. Who was the one who got captured by Nadil? Who was the one who had once turned evil? Under your care, they may as well carve their gravestones.
Rath
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Dear Rath,
Argh! You angsty idiot! I happen to know from feeling, not words, that you care about them a lot! You worry about everyone here, Lord Lykouleon, the Dragon Queen, the officers…
And you still deny that. Fine. It's your choice. I'm not going to interfere with your screwed up personality.
And WHAT? I did NOT get captured by Nadil! I surrendered to him, you dolt! And hey! If memory serves me right, I was not the only one to have turned evil around here!
Sincerely,
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Cesia,
Hah! Yeah right. And pigs fly.
And I was being controlled, mind you.
Rath
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Dear Rath,
I hate you. Why do I even bother! Here I am worried about whether or not you're doing okay and you! You write to know whether or not demons have attacked! You. Insincere. Idiot.
Sincerely,
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Cesia,
Worried about me? You sure show it well with that "Insincere Idiot" bit. So what if I asked about whether or not demons had attacked? You should know better than anyone how much I love slaying demons.
Rathxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Dear Rath,
YOU INFURIATE ME.
I AM WORRIED, you damn moron!
…
Fine. I'm going to cool off now. Oh yes, that's right. I have a date. A friend invited me to go out anyway. Maybe a drink or two will help me forget about your idiocy.
Sincerely,
Cesiaxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Cesia,
…What do you mean date? And drink? As in to a bar? Who is this friend?
Rath
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Dear Rath,
What is this, twenty questions? If you must know, I mean "date" as in two or more people "go out" together to have fun or otherwise for an official appointment. In my case, it's for the fun.
Yes, yes. By drink, I mean alcohol at a bar.
And the friend is a Dragon Fighter I met at the castle. He's really nice.
Happy…dad?
Sincerely,
Cesia
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Cesia,
…Don't go with him.
Before you know it, you'll get drunk and he'll take advantage of you. (crossed out: he may touch you in unacceptable places.) Like, he may run off with your wallet while you sleep the night away.
Rath
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Dear Rath,
Number One: You don't have a say in who I go out with.
Number Two: Thare is the sweetest guy I've ever met. I can't possibly imagine him taking "advantage" of me.
Number Three: He's paying, so my wallet will not be brought.
Number Four: I happen to handle alcohol tons better than you, so you're not really one to talk.
You have enough on your hands with this journey and your obsessive thoughts about yokai-hunting…obviously. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine.
Sincerely,
Cesia.
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Cesia,
I'm telling you. Do. Not. Go. With. Him. How long have you known "Thare" anyway? For all you know, he could be some con artist ready to make out (crossed out: with you) with your money.
And I am not worried about you! I'm just…warning you.
Rath
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Dear Rath,
I see. Not worried huh?
Just jealous, then?
Sincerely,
Cesia
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Cesia,
I'm NOT JEALOUS! Why…? How the hell did you come up with that?
Rath
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Dear Rath,
Sure you're not. So you wouldn't mind if I went out on a date with Thare?
Sincerely,
Cesia
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Cesia,
Shut up. Just listen to what I say and don't (crossed out: date him) go out with him.
Rath
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Dear Rath,
Whatever you say. Hm. And here I thought you only cared about killing every demon off the face of the earth.
And hated everyone who worried and "cared" about you.
Does that mean I'm a special case?
Sincerely,
Cesia
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Cesia,
(insert glare here)
Let's get this straight. You hate me. And don't worry for the feeling is mutual. I merely started with that letter to you because I wanted to know whether or not you guys have more luck with yokai hunting than I have.
I'm not worried about anyone there. You or the rest of them so don't go thinking you are somehow different in my eyes.
I am NOT jealous of anyone, more specifically you.
Rath
P.S. Don't go out with him, anyway.
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Dear Rath,
(insert smile here)
I miss you too.
Sincerely,
Cesia
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A/N: And here it is. I tried, and I mean REALLY tried, to keep the two in character. Did I succeed? Did I fail? Review and tell me your comments!
Oi. Before I go, I have to say, I actually meant for this fic to be a three-shot, an R/C, a Thatchel, and a Rune/Tint. What do you guys think? If you'd like, please tell me so in your review and I'll throw in two more chapters just for them!
