Disclaimer: I don't own Suikoden 3 or the characters in it. I just merely borrowed Percival and Borus to do something for me LOL (dodges a flying shoes)

Chapter 1 - Late Night Visit

With heavy steps, Percival walked toward his room on the knight quarter. It's been a long and rough day for him, he was tired beyond limit now.

As he entered his room, he quickly shrugged his armory and weapon away. Not caring where they had landed, Percival continued his journey toward the warm and well made bed. He wanted nothing else but to sleep.

"Urgh… wearing those armor and leather at the same time really makes me all sweaty…" He said as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Maybe he should take a shower first before he went to sleep.

Before he could step into the bathroom, a soft knock reached his ears. Groaning, Percival pushed himself off the bed to greet whoever person decided to disturb his peaceful night.

"I hope it's not one of those maids with home-made dinner again..." He said under his breath softly.

Scratching his head, he pulled the door opened and yawned slightly. "Who is it… It's late already and I want some decent sleep, if you please-"

"Psst, Percival!"

A harsh whisper of a familiar voice made Pervical stopped his mid yawn and blinked at the visitor by the door. He was about to say something to his friend yet before he could let a single word, the blonde knight shoved Percival off the door and invited himself into the room.

Sighing, now he had to cancel his ultimate plan of getting a decent and peaceful sleep. He closed the door and watches the other man paced around the room nervously.

"God, Percival. Are you sure that ruffian--"

"Damnit, Borus. Stop bugging me already… I'd lost the count on how many times you pestering me with the same question over and over again."

"Hey, it's your fault in the first place!" Borus turned around quickly to face Percival and gave him quite a glare. "You know that Lady Chris wasn't on her top performance yet, but no, you decided to take her into a battlefield without us knowing!"

Ignoring the glare, Percival walked toward his bed and lie on his side, facing away from the still furious Borus. "It was not a battleground, Borus… it's a nice quiet town called Iksay. And for the last time, I brought Lady Chris there so that she could relax for once in a while."

The blonde man huffed at Percival's reply and stomped to the edge of the bed, as he prodded the resting man's shoulder with his finger irritatingly. "That's what you said. But how dare you let that ruffian made a move on Lady Chris. When I asked her about that guy, she won't tell me a thing! This is making me even more restless. What if that guy had done something indecent to the Captain?"

Percival could only sweat drop at all the imagination that his fellow knight can think of. Pushing himself to sit up on the bed he stared at the other man for a while and hummed slightly.

Borus noticed the man's stare and stopped his mumbling. "W-what?"

"Hmm… Knowing you, maybe that ruffian indeed did something to the Captain. He looked a bit just like you, I guess." He said while smirking at the blushing Borus.

"Hey! Don't put me in the same place as that guy! I won't do anything to Lady Chris!"

"Oh really? Whenever you're alone with Lady Chris, I've noticed that you always turned into a hungry wolf ready to pounce on the maiden and had your way with her."Now Borus' face redden not because of the blush, but out of anger. "Don't you dare to talk about Lady Chris like that!" He moved forward to punch Percival yet the brunette had anticipated the move as he dodged the fist easily and grabbed his wrist.

Losing his balance, Borus fall onto the bed instead. Not wasting anytime, the brunette quickly made his move and pinned the blonde knight against the bed. Just like what Percival thought, his comrade started to bucked and cursed rudely as the man was pinned underneath him.

"Unhand me, Percival!" The man yelled and started to buck his body like a wild horse. Borus hoped that it somehow managed to throw Percival off his back. He just couldn't let anyone who insulted Chris Lightfellow, their new Captain.

"Why, Borus. It's surprising to find you becoming such an obedient dog. When the last Captain still alive you're not this good to him."

Now Borus felt purely insulted by Percival's comment.

"Why you-- what the heck is wrong with you, Percival!? Let go of me! I'm so gonna teach you a lesson!" The blonde man said as he struggled once again to free himself.

"Well, threatening me like this won't get you anywhere, my dear Borus… Like I'd let you free now that I know what you're going to do to me if I let you go."

Letting out another torrent of curses and threats, Borus continued to try to get the slightly bigger man off his back. And somehow Percival found this situation was quite comical.

"Will you do anything that Lady Chris asked you to, Borus?"

Taken aback by the sudden question, the blonde man stopped his struggle and looked over his shoulder, "W-what… Of course I'll do anything she asked me to. It's our duty as the Zexen Knights to do what our Captain told us to do--"

"Then if she asked you to jump over a cliff, you'd do that too?"

Borus opened his mouth yet he didn't know what to reply to that question. Instead he closed his mouth again and frowned in deep thought.

"You know…" Percival said, disturbing Borus' train of thought as he gently flipped the man around so that the blonde rested on his back and were facing each others. The brunette slowly leaned closer to the other man's face and whispered softly, "I'd jumped over a cliff if you asked me to."

All words seemed to fail the blonde when he heard his comrade said that. Yet what Percival just said created a slight spark inside Borus that the man didn't understand himself. It felt like there was a butterfly inside his stomach.

"P-Percival… Are you d-drunk?" Was the only reply that Borus could think of.

Percival chuckled when the blonde asked him that. "Well, maybe I am…"

Before Borus knew what happened, the brunette man closed their remaining gap and pressed their lips softly against each other in a sweet and gentle kiss. Percival could feel that Borus' body stiffened immediately when their lips met. He let the fate took the role as he let the blonde's hand go and won't try to get away if Borus decided to hit him.

As time flew by, Percival started to deepen the kiss when Borus did nothing or sort to stop him. The kiss soon rewarded with a soft moan and the brunette noticed that both of Borus hands reached over his shoulders and clenched against his tunic tightly. It seemed that the blonde was confused between pulling Percival closer or to push him off.

Inside Borus' head, his conscience started to battle against each other. One side told him to push Percival off him and to give that guy a bruise or two, while the other side told him to just gave in and enjoy it. Because, the brunette's kiss made his heart soar through the sky and Borus wasn't sure anymore.

After a while, Percival slightly pulled away from the kiss and whispers against the blonde's gentle lips, "To tell you the truth… No, I'm not drunk. I'm just tired, Borus. Tired of watching you praising Lady Chris like the Goddess she is."

Borus blinked at the brunette and stared at him as if he had grown a second head. "W-what do you mean?"

Percival shook his head slightly and chuckled, "Sometimes I wonder how dense you're. I guess there's nothing else but Lady Chris and fighting inside that thick skull of yours."

Felt being insulted again, Borus spat back. "Well, how should I know what you mean if you won't tell me?! Now get off!"

The blonde started to struggle once again yet the brunette got other plan for the hot headed blonde. Percival leaned forward and presses his body against the smaller figure under him, pinning him down with his weight.

As a slight blush started to reappear on Borus' cheeks again, this made Percival smiles in delight.

"Well, the night is long… And I bet it took you more than just to sneak around through the night guards." Chuckled the brunette. "Why don't we use our time for some sweet little activities?"

Percival slowly snaked his hand down and rested it against the other man's groin. Gasping, Borus glared hard at Percival and a second too late, the brunette realized he had done something wrong as he felt his comrade kneed him on the stomach. Percival was forced to move away just enough for Borus to slip through (or escaping Percival by falling off the bed).

"Don't play around with me, you asshole!" Borus yelled as he reached for the pillow nearby and smacked Percival face quite hard with it before he stomped off the room and slammed the door shut behind him.

Dumbfounded, Percival was left on the bed with some bruises on his stomach and probably on his cheek too. He chuckled, I guess that's where his 'Swordsman of Rage' title came from…

Percival flopped back on his bed and sighed heavily. As he rested on his side, he noticed a scent on his pillow. The familiar smell of sun mixed with herbal soap… Sighed loudly, the brunette frowned and shut his eyes.

"There goes my peaceful sleep hours."

(to be continued?)

Author note:

Another random fanfic ideas that I got when I played Suikoden 3 XD; Not really sure what gonna happened between Percival and Borus in the game (since I haven't finished it yet lol).

And if you found any spelling or grammar mistakes, please excuse them as I haven't beta-read this ficcu yet. I wonder what will both of them do when they face each other on the next morning (evil chackles)

Anyway, review please :D