Midnight Brown

Summary: When Cliff agreed to help Gray in his mining expedition in Forget-Me-Not Valley, he did not expect to fall down a pitfall nor did he expect to find a room where a midnight haired princess slept. The first ever (I think) Cliff/Keira

Hey, I was reading some Keira fics when I came up with this idea! I think it's the first ever CliffxKeira fic but if I wrong tell me in reviews (There, now you'll have to review!) Hope you enjoy the first chappie. It's kinda of HMDS, HMDSCUTE and MFOMT. Bascially Cliff visits like he does in HMDSCUTE, Jack is the Forget-Me-Not valley farmer HMDS. Claire Mineral Town's, there's some chappies in Mineral town and Cliff's eyes are brown MFOMT. If that didn't confuse you review (Another reason why you'll have to review!) Okay, now you may start reading!

1. Brown eyes meet Black eyes

As most of the countryside valley's residents dreamt peaceful dreams, one of the women that never slept, stepped out of her home and onto the ground. Her emerald hair, loosen out of her usual bunches, swayed around her as she walked along the quiet area surrounding the spring. She smiled a little as she passed the tree, home to the small Harvest spirits, and heard their quiet snores that only a few mortals had the gift of hearing – and as she's an immortal, heard it every night. But that wasn't her concern.

Keeping her aura quiet – her feet were silent yet many creatures could sense her aura, even humans felt it sometimes in their slumber – she followed the woodland path until it became the patters of stones and manmade. She then stopped for a moment, calming her breathing. She didn't usual stepped outside of her homeland and, although it was the same valley and she had popped up now and again around here, she had never really walked on the stone paths and to be truthful it made her nervous. However she kept her emotions minimum for she could see her aura was disturbing a little family of birds, nested in one of the trees beside her.

Tiptoeing, she crossed the small town like part of the valley to the huge building that hosted as an inn. Silently, she floated to one of the windows of the guest rooms. There in two of the beds, lay two young men, both also dreaming. One still wore his hat with the letters 'UMA' tipped a little over his eyes as he snored. Although she wished him good luck for the next day, her main interest was the boy in the opposite bed.

His long brown hair, still tied in a plait, drifted onto the bed as he lay on his stomach, his head turned to the side. His expression was a homesick frown through it had been years since he had ever been home and that was only a short visit to encounter the horrors of what happened when he left. As he slept, he breathed in and out, as if his self consciousness was telling him to do so.

Through her eyes was watching him, the woman's mind was shifted away to the mine that lay in the south-west of the valley. Deep down she went until her mind found herself on the floor she wanted. Then she tiptoed into the hidden doorway of a small room. In the middle was a bed that held a figure, also sleeping except she hadn't woken in years.

The Harvest Goddess' mind came out of the mine and she focus it back onto the brown head. Uttering a autumn sigh, she whispered under her breath so the boy would not be disturb, "I hope that the prophecy is right and it's time for the princess to wake up,"

The young man, deep in dreams as he was, sensed her aura and voice for he shifted as if sub consciously trying to hear what she was saying. However the Harvest Goddess didn't clue him in as she disparate back home. There she let herself finish her sentence as she knew this destiny she could not interfere, "I'm not sure if you are the prince but I dare say that I believe you're the one for her....Cliff Brown."

Cliff Brown slowly opened his eyes, blinking at the sun peering at him through the window. He sat up and rubbed his forehead as he tried to recall what the feeling he was having. It felt like he had just missed something important as through he had almost come to overhearing an important announcement. Guessing was the only thing he could do so he guessed that he had simply forgotten a dream that he had wanted to remember.

He glanced over at the other boy, who had just changed into his miner outfit. Remembering why he was in this unfamiliar room as he realised it wasn't their room of Mineral town, he hid a groan, "Morning Gray,"

Gray, the Mineral town blacksmith's apprentice, grunted as he usually did. He was like that, shy and offhand. Cliff was shy too but he tended to sputtered while Gray would just groan which for some reason attracted the girls. Cliff mused over the fact that Gray was going out with Claire, had Mary fancying him and most of the girls just coming of their crushes on him. Through perhaps this made Gray properly sound like a snob, Cliff knew him well from being his roommate for two years. At first they were both to shy to speak but through Cliff still sputtered; now they knew each other like the back of his hand. Through Gray hadn't said the reason why he had come to Forget-Me-Not Valley or the reason why he dragged Cliff along, Cliff knew why by a simple observant.

Gray was still struggling at becoming a blacksmith by his grandfather, Saibara, being too harsh on his work. Through Cliff supposed it was just to encourage him as Ann phrased it 'tough love', Gray felt that Saibara thought he was rubbish and pointless. So when an archaeologist that share the same name as the Mineral Town Pastor, Carter, came to the blacksmith for help on a mining expedition and Saibara of on an errand, Gray jumped to the chance of proving that he was worthy. Knowing that Claire couldn't leave the farm and Kai only came in the summer and it was only spring, Gray had turn to Cliff for the encouragement. Through Cliff wasn't a miner, he knew that Gray was nervous and so had agreed to come along.

"Come on, you need to get ready, we'll be late otherwise," Gray groaned and Cliff remembered that miners started early with a groan of his on. Getting up, he grabbed his brown top, jeans and jacket and headed into the bathroom for a quick wash and change. Ironic wasn't it, his surname was Brown and his favourite colour was brown?

When he came back, Gray was fiddling with the brim of his hat, pulling it down and up over his eyes; a sign he was nervous. Cliff offered his friend a small smile.

"You'll be fine," He murmured as he grabbed the bag and hammer that Gray had laid out for him. Gray snapped his hat up so sharply it almost came up.

"You think?" Gray asked his gruff voice unsure

"Yeah....y-your the best miner, I k-know," Why do I always sputter? Cliff moaned silently to himself. Use to his friend's stammers, Gray overlooked them and returned a small smile to Cliff. But after glancing at his watch it fell as nerves returned to him with vengeance.

"Okay, let's go,"

They walked through the small plaza and one of the farms. Some people although it had just turned six were already up, generally the farmers as they headed onto the fields. It was still less crowded than Mineral Town and Cliff supposed it wasn't that much of a crowded place either. It was a peaceful place, more wildlife that Cliff had ever seen from when he had started travelling for good. It wasn't quiet exactly with the noises of insects and the scampers of squirrels but it was calm and as they entered the area where the mine sat, the noises were accompanied by a beautiful waterfall. Perhaps the mining experience wouldn't be so bad (and being Cliff's first ever time, he was expected it to be bad).

The archaeologist sat on some logs besides a small tent, waiting for them. Next to him, gathering the equipment was a younger girl just the same age as the two young men. Her glasses highlighted her purple eyes and her sandy blonde curly hair bounced into a plait. She reminded Cliff a little of Mary expected with a stronger attitude.

"Morning," She said cheerily, "Are you the blacksmith that Carter ask for help on?"

Gray nodded, a little nervous, "I'm really just the apprentice. My name's Gray and this is Cliff,"

"Nice to meet you, I'm Flora."

Cliff also nodded and waved at her, not daring to say anything as he knew he would sputter. Carter smiled at him before turning to Gray.

"Thanks for coming, I need some extra hands and Jack's too busy on his farm." Carter grinned at led the three into the mines. Cliff shuddered at the sudden coldness but it went unnoticed as Carter explained he had found another tunnel and needs help on searching the mines and digging and collecting artifacts. "Seeing as Blacksmiths tend to mine more and understand that they needed to be treated with care, I thought you'll be able to help." He finished.

"I'm sure I will." Gray said determined now. Cliff smiled as his friend overcame the shyness and followed them into the tunnels as they got to work.

Cliff mainly watched Gray and fetched as they explored further away from the other two and deeper down. He was glad, he wasn't sure he could keep at hammering a rock for so long and then do another one straight after that.

"They seem nice...." Cliff murmured breaking the hammering silence as he sat on one of the rocks by the flickering lantern. Gray paused, wiping the sweat of his forehead.

"Yeah, I was kind of expecting Carter to be more like Grandfather or something. You know, a little judgemental when I admitted I was an apprentice."

"You mean you didn't when he asked?"

"Well, he didn't ask directly and he barely gave me a chance to say so. And....I was going to keep quiet...." Gray lowered his hat over his eyes and resumed hammering. Cliff fiddled with hands, feeling uncomfortable as usual.

"You know what floor we on?" Gray asked as he found another staircase. Cliff thought back, counting with his fingers.

"Um....I think more than 200 or s-something...."

"Perhaps we should head up. We've done lots after all and I have no idea how long it'll take until the last floor....that if there is a last floor."

Cliff nodded, wondering too. How long would those steps lead them down? Would they even reach the centre of the earth or would it stop then? Cliff wasn't much on facts really; he knew basics but when it came to underground and tunnelling, not much. Gray sighed and picked up the lantern as he turned back to the staircase they had come down. Cliff hopped down and was about to follow....when his foot landed on a pitfall, tripping up and sending him down below with a shriek.

"CLIFF!" Gray shouted as his friend disappeared but before Cliff could try to stop his fall or something, the floor met him, knocking him out.

As consciousness drew back to him, Cliff sat up, a painful moan escaping his lips. Everything was pitch black; Gray had left the level Cliff had fallen from and taken the lantern with him. Cliff groaned again as he squinted in the dark.

Scratching his head, Cliff realise a massive bump had grown on it making his mind struggle to work. Oh great, that's all I need.

A light.

Cliff glanced around; he had sworn he just saw a flicker of light. Rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating he focused on his left and saw it again. Just hidden by some rocks that he could easily shift were some flickering lights.

Like a bee drawn to nectar, Cliff mindlessly pulled the rocks out of the way and found a hidden doorway behind them. He hurried into the room to the lights. And stopped.

It wasn't because of the fact that candles were hovering around the room. It wasn't because there was a bed standing in the middle of the room. He stopped because of the bed's occupier.

Deep in a slumber, a beautiful woman laid there, radiant ebony hair spread around her, touching the floor and circling her face like a dark halo. A blue headband circled her forehead like a tiara. Her skin was an ivory white and she slept peacefully. For a moment Cliff thought she was a dead angel, died in her slumber but soon noticed the steady rise and fall of her stomach hidden under the blanket. Curiosity getting the better of him, he edge forward until he was standing by the bed. Not sure if he could wake her, he tried tapping her shoulder, through as soon as he did, he scolded himself as when did a light tap wake someone up?

But, despite that, her eyelids fluttered and opened. Cliff stared at her and she stared back.

And that was when brown eyes met black eyes.

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