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Authors Note: The chapters are named from the lyrics of Breathe Me by Sia. I tried to get a chapter in from most of the characters' points of view. They aren't in any real order, it tends to jump from mid-service, to a scene from the movie, to way before the movie even began. I definitely appreciate feedback. I usually forget to make characters have their own personalities, I figured this would be a good way to force myself to do just that. There is some slash spread through here, so if that offends you please don't read this story. Thanks!


Help, I Have Done it Again

Lancelot's POV

I loved you.

Silly how these things occur to us with the worst possible timing. A sparring match, in this case. It had started out in easy camaraderie... well, no. It had really started with hero worship. In fact, it had always been hero worship cleverly diguised behind a supposedly easy camaraderie. Maybe it was easy for you. Nothing in this life seemed to have come easily to me.

In any case, we had been sparring. Jests had flown between us as quickly as our blades, followed by panting taunts about one another's lineage, followed by glares and grunts.

My eyes had been drawn to a trickle of sweat slipping down your brow, trailing down your cheek, only to pause at your mouth. You were biting on your lower lip in concentration. A distracting enough dilemma, I had forced myself to look at your eyes, to keep from fantasizing about the rest of you.

Your eyes turned out to be my downfall. Intense green pierced through me, your concentration on proving yourself to your first knight. My blade was knocked from my hands, though I barely noticed. You captured and tamed me with that intense gaze.

"Do you surrender?"

"Yes."