Ling opened his eyes, stretching his arms with a yawn. He turned over on his side, spotting Lan Fan standing there at attention-as always. He sighed and sat up, saying, "What do you do while I take my afternoon nap, Lan Fan? Don't you ever get bored if you do this every day?" Lan Fan started, jolting out of her daydreaming state. She tilted her head, asking, "Young lord, I'm afraid I don't know what you mean. This is my job and my duty, and I would forsake my life before my duty."
She said all this while staring at the wall across from her sighed. He looked her over, suddenly getting a crazy urge to kiss her. He shook his head to dismiss the thought, but she was burned into his mind. Maybe it had something to do with the dream he had…that wonderful dream, where they'd… Well, only one way to know. And I won't give up until I'm sure. He threw back the covers and stood up, causing Lan Fan to step back quickly. He took two strides over to her and ended up inches in front of her masked face. She was still standing at attention, her arms folded behind her and her back straight.
She was pressing back against the wall, feeling Ling's breath hot against her mask. She was blushing, they both could tell, so Ling whispered softly, "Take off your mask, Lan Fan. It looks so… formal." She blinked, confused. "Young lord, i-it is not appropriate f-for me to do s-so in this… particular environment." she stammered. Ling grinned, raising his arms. He suddenly hit the wall next to her head with one of his fists, leaving a small dent.
Lan Fan's eyes widened as he moved his hand to her hood, pulling it back over her hair. He reached around the back of her mask and broke the strap so it fell off her face and into his hand. She was blushing, trying to stare at the wall across from her and not the prince she had a crush on, who was mere inched away from her face. She bit back a gasp as he took another step forward, almost making their chests reached up and cupped her face, making her blush harder. He brought his other hand up to her face and leaned forward, causing Lan Fan's eyes to go wide. She was staring at the wall like she was trying to bore through it with her eyes, trying to do anything but focus on the prince who was kissing her, kissing her. Her charge, the cheerful prince she had been born to guard, the man she was told to give her life for, was kissing her. Her mind nearly exploded right then and there.
Instead her arms fell to her sides, her wide eyes finally looking at his face, with his eyes closed and a look of something mysterious. His hands suddenly came down on her shoulders, pushing her back into the wall. Still kissing her, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and stroked her neck. She moaned and closed her eyes, finally giving in and kissing him back. Her arms rose, placing her hands on his elbows, slowly pulling them down. He furrowed his brows questionably as he relaxed his arms, letting her drop them to his side He leaned forward, turning his head, making her head bump the wall. He cracked open an eye, peering at her face.
She was blushing madly, seemingly furious for some reason, as her eyebrows kept twitching angrily at something. He shrugged and placed his hands on her hips, causing a small gasp to interrupt their kiss. She suddenly jerked away, turning right and leaping across the room. She flipped back and grabbed her mask, shoving it back on. She crouched down then sprung out the window, while Ling looked on with a calm gaze all the shrugged again and smiled as he walked out the door to his room. Well that was interesting, he thought.
Hey everybody, thanks for reading so far. FMAB is one of my fav shows, and I think Lan Fan is in my top three favorite characters. Wanted to do a small story on her and Ling, so don't worry, it'll get more… interesting *cough* em lemony em *cough* in the next few chapters. Not sure just how many yet, but probably one or two more at least.