A/N: Just some idea that I need to drop off before I continue writing my other stories. No one has done this before… so…. Why not start now?
Summary: A series of one shots featuring 'Robcina'. What happens when their roles are reversed?
~Reversed Roles~
Chapter 1: Future and Present
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In this world of infinite possibilities, anything can happen.
When the people that you know are not exactly who you think they are…
Where the impossible becomes possible…
When the fragments of space and time are unpredictable and incomprehensible…
Anything…
Can…
Happen…
So tell me… what do you see in your wondrous and mysterious world?
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It was peacetime as the heroes of mankind succeeded in destroying the evil dragon that had the power of a god, Grima. It was a long and tough battle between the shadow dragon and the dragon slayers, but it was worth to see the bright future of humanity shinning ahead of them.
The destruction and suffering that was brought upon the people, animals and plants had caused many open and long lasting wounds. However, ever since the fell dragon had been slain, these gaping wound are starting to heal and close up slowly.
People are socialising once again as if the great pain and suffering never happened. Bonds are forged between nations, in hopes to never erupt other devastating and bloody war ever again.
…However…
Even though international and political matters are starting to settle down, that did not stop a particular little blue-haired boy from running down the hallways of the royal castle in Ylisse.
The little blue-haired child wore a mini-version of Chrom's lord outfit and had the brand of the Exalt on his right hand. His small cape flapped wildly in the wind as he sprinted down the hallway.
…Or should I say, Robin, the prince of Ylisse and the next heir to the throne.
"Robin…! Stop running!" One of Robin's caretakers yelled frantically as the maid chased that little ball of energy. Robin ignored the maid's plea and continued to play 'catch' with the servants of the castle.
"…Hehehe! Catch me if you can!" The little prince playfully called out as he ran as his little feet could carry him. You may think that he was just having fun, but in reality he was running away from the English lesson from his aunt Maribelle. He hates the long and boring lecture that his aunt brings. Robin would rather running out in the yard to have fun than sit there for hours, listening to her blabbing.
Normally around this time, his parents would be spending time and playing games with him. Unfortunately, things were getting a little of hand even though it was in peacetime, leaving the Exalt and the Queen becoming much busier than before.
He had just managed to lose out the sight of his caretaker. However, all his efforts were lost as he bumped into something hard in front of him… or rather someone.
"Oof!" Robin was immediately stopped in his tracks as he crashed into the leg of an adult. The little blue eyes of the prince slowly looked up to see whose leg it belonged to.
His eyes widened in fear and shame as he saw that it was the grandmaster of Ylisse and one of his favourite playmates, Lucina. She had a beautiful long azure blue hair with streaks of purple and had purplish-blue eyes. She wore a golden blue grandmaster's cloak that most but not all of her smooth and slim curves of her body, along with a dark blue butterfly-shaped pendant around her neck.
Lucina gave a look of anger and disappointment towards the little boy as she crossed her arms and repeatedly tapped her foot on the ground lightly.
"Robin." She called his name with a stern voice as she stared at the little boy below her. "What did you promise us about running away from lessons?"
Robin looked down at his feet with guilt and shame. "I… I…" His young and developing mind searched for answer as he stuttered hopelessly.
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~A few days ago…~
"But I don't wanna go…" Robin whined. "Her lessons are so boring… No fun at all."
"Come on, Robin… You need these lessons. You have to go." Chrom reasoned as he kneeled down to his eye level.
"But Daddy…!" The little boy stared at his father with his small, round blue eyes as he complained. "I don't like sitting… and listening… and sitting…"
"Sweetie… It is only for several lessons. After that, you don't need to go anymore." His mother, Sumia pat his small round head as she tried to convince the stubborn prince.
"But…" Robin looked down sadly as he saw that there was no end to his suffering.
"How about this…? If you go to your lessons, you can go whenever and wherever you like." Lucina offered.
"…Really?" Robin perked up as sparkles of joy and hope could be seen in his little blue round eyes.
His parents seemed to agree to her suggestion as well. They smiled as they were relieved that they finally solve this irritating little issue.
"Yes… We promise." Lucina smiled warmly as she held out her little pinky.
"Okay!" Robin agreed wholeheartedly as he reached out and wrapped his own pinky over hers.
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"I'm sorry…" Robin hung his head low in sadness and shame as he apologized. He could feel his tears threatening to pour out from his eyes.
"*Sigh* you little cute fur ball of trouble…"Lucina dropped her stern façade as a thin smile replaced her frown. She lowered down to his eye level and reached out to lightly pinch both his cheeks. "How do you manage to get out anyways?" A small giggle escaped her lips as he 'punished' the little troublemaker.
The grandmaster tugged the little prince's chubby cheeks outwards, making him look ridiculous and even childish then before. "I sneaked out when Aunt Maribelle was facing the board to write things…" He answered with his muffled voice as he had difficultly speaking with his stretched cheeks.
Lucina finally let go of his cheeks when she got her answer. Her stern and serious façade returned as she looked deep into the little child's eyes. "If you are going to break your promise with me, then I too will be breaking our promise. Is that clear, young man?"
A noise akin to whine hummed through Robin's mouth as he puffed out his cheeks to pout. Even with that little threatening from the adult, the little stubborn child was still reluctant to go back to his 'eternal' prison of boringness.
"Come on now, don't pout. Handsome young man like you should always smile. Let me see that smile of yours, no?" The royal tactician tried to convince him with her sliver tongue and slick personality.
The son of the Exalt certainly take after his father as he turned away and huffed with his small arms crossed in front of his chest, like he always did when the argument did not turn into his favour.
Well… Looks like I got no choice but to pull one of those tricks… Lucina thought as she looked off to the side for a brief moment.
"Oh fine then… I'll guess I just give this special gift to another not misbehaving and non-pouting little boy." The grandmaster causally mentioned. Her eyes wandered around the surroundings except Robin as she pretended he did not exist. "Oh where will he be?"
That immediately caught the attention of the mini version of Chrom. He quickly turned around and looked at her with curiosity. "You got a gift…?"
"Maybe…" Lucina causally remarked as a teasing smirk formed on her lips.
"…Me Me Me! I am that boy!" The pout on his face was gone in an instant, instead changing to a bright, radiant grin as he reached out in hopes to receive the potential special gift.
"No… You are not that boy." Lucina denied his claim as she pretended to focus somewhere else, as if to find another 'boy'. She stood up and slowly walking away from him. "Maybe he is somewhere else in the castle…"
"No wait! I…I..!" Robin desperately tried to think of way to persuade her in his small clever brain. However, no matter how hard he thinks, it always ended up unfavourable to him. Finally, the stubborn prince gives in.
Robin used his small legs to run and close the distance between him and his favourite playmate. In an attempt to stop her from moving and to get her to listen, the little blue-haired boy hugged her thigh as tightly as his stubby little arms could.
Lucina was stopped in tracks and looked down to the boy that was anxiously holding her leg like it was a lifeline that could disappear any minute. The grandmaster saw the little blue round eyes glistened with tears as he plead and beg.
"I'm sorry… I really, really, really will stop escaping from her lessons and really, really, really not be a bad boy anymore."
Lucina felt her heart melted as her face was tinted with a shade of red. It was too adorable for her not to ignore. Why must little children be so cute when they beg for things?
"Now that's the boy I am looking for…" She smiled warmly and gently as she signalled the little child to let go so that she could turn to face him. Lucina dug through inner depths of her cloak, finding the gift that was meant to be given to Robin a much, much later date.
Robin cheered loudly and happily as he bounced up and down, waiting excitedly to receive his gift in exchange for the long periods of English lessons.
After what seemed like a several eternities for the little one, Lucina took out a polished wooden replica of the Falchion that the exalted bloodline would use in times of danger. The little prince grasped in awe as he quickly took the wooden sword from her hands and admired its expert craftsmanship in close detail.
"Heh… this was meant for your upcoming birthday. But, I guess it is not too early to give it now." Lucina chuckled softly at the awe-struck expression he was making.
Robin then swung his wooden sword in random directions, slashing and dicing an invisible foe in front of him. "Wahh! Hiya!" He shouted as he called out random war cries with each strike.
It was like watching a child version of Chrom in the feat of battle, defeating every foe he sees with the help with his comrades.
The little prince then stopped and ran towards Lucina to give her the biggest hug that he could offer. "Thank you! I love it!"
The grandmaster laughed sweetly once again as she held him in his arms like a mother would do to her child. "You loveable little man… Remember, don't break your promise." She whispered softly into Robin's ears.
"I will…" Robin promised once again as he finally broke the embrace. Just in the nick of time, one of the maids of the royal castle that was searching for him arrived. The servant apologized and took Robin's hand to guide him back where he supposed to be.
He is so much like him… yet so different. Lucina watched as the image of Robin and his caretaker moved further and further away.
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The royal tactician was just about to turn back and walked back to her office, when…
"*Sigh* Must you always spoil him like this, Lucina? You are becoming a bad influence to my younger self." A deep, masculine voice called out. The voice seemed to consist of several mixed feelings like disappointment, annoyance and… jealously?
"Maybe if you come running into my arms, I would spoil you too, if not more than him. HeHeHe…" Lucina teased as she gave a bright, loving smile towards the owner of the voice.
The voice belonged to a tall man with a shining navy blue hair and dark blue eyes. He wore a set of blue clothing that was similar to what his father would normally wear and the appearance of the legendary hero-king, Marth. He also wore a black fingerless glove in his left hand and a pale-blue leather glove with a tight strap that hides the brand of the Exalt in his right hand.
The Falchion from his lost, grieve-stricken timeline hung slightly loose by his side, strapped to his belt. The one of the broken halves of his mask that was used to hide his identity is now used as a necklace.
The man is in fact Robin, at least ten years from the future.
"I am not sure whether to feel more 'joyful' or more unsecure with your antics." Robin responded unsurely as his mind was conflicted at what exactly he was supposed to be feeling right now.
"Well… It is your fault that you are a cute little teddy bear with full of fluff when you are younger." Lucina flushed with embarrassment as she avoided eye contact with him. "I can't help but to spoil him whenever I see his cute little face."
"Is that so…?" Robin muttered bitterly. The lord seemed to have conflicting emotions surging within him as he grabbed the hilt of his Falchion tightly.
Lucina's sharp eyes took notice this and walked to his side before tugging his sleeve gently. "Is something wrong?" She asked with her voice filled with concern and worry.
The blue-haired man turned and looked away from her gaze, shaking his head in denial. "No… Nothing's wrong." He did his best to hide his emotions, becoming stoic and emotionless. However, the faint strain in his voice betrayed him.
That gave the cue for the grandmaster to continue to press on the matter.
She reached out and cupped the side of his face, forcing him to look directly into her purplish-blue eyes.
At first it was just a humorous and ridiculous thought, something that will never happen. But now, it seemed that may be true.
"Robin, are you jealous? Is it because I have not been spending time with you as of lately? I know it seems kind of weird thinking like that… but I need to know why you are acting like this recently…" Lucina asked slowly and carefully, taking consideration of Robin's complex emotions.
For the first few seconds, the lord was silent. He dared not to speak a word. However, in his mind, it was far from silent as he racing through in and out of mind to search for an excuse… or just something to avoid the subject.
But… some qualities from his younger self just do not change at all.
Robin closed his eyes and raised his own hand to hold the hand that was cupping his face. He sighed in defeat as he finally gave in. He just could not put up a strong stand in front of those beautiful, emotionally purplish blue orbs.
"Is it wrong for me to?" He questioned. A pained smile could be seen on his lips as he began to reason. "I…I lost you twice. One was you ran away after I attempted to kill you because you were my father's murderer in the future."
Lucina winced in distaste as horrid memories of that event flow back into her mind. Her other free hand reached out to hold his other gloved hand in attempt to comfort him and urging him to continue.
"The other… was when you 'died'." His shoulder slumped slightly and his eyes were glistened with tears, his voice breaking as Robin continued. "It was two years… two long years of utter loneliness and suffering… I still remember the hopeless look that Morgan gave me when we returned from searching for you. I almost thought… I… I…"
The crying blue-haired man paused for a moment, letting his words sink into the mind of the grandmaster before speaking up again. "I almost thought I lost you. Even for the first time of my life of experiencing long term peace, it is nothing without you. I know it is ridiculous to be jealous of a seven year old child, but I just can't help it. I don't want to lose you a third time."
After Robin finished speaking, Lucina took this opportunity to wipe his tears with both of her hands, cleaning off the salty stains of droplets from his face.
The love of his life stared deep into his blue eyes, giving a small grin. It was a grin that he was so familiar with in the days that he was alone with her.
"You silly man…" She whispered softy and affectionately before pressing her lips against his. She moved her arms from Robin's face down to his waist and wrapped them tightly into an embrace. The lord was shocked at first, but gladly returned it with his fullest ability.
After their kissing session was over, Lucina repeated the same words over again. "You silly adorable Robin…"
She then rested her head under the crook of her lovers' neck and melted into his warm and soothing arms that were now around her body. "I am here now. That's all it matters."
"But I still have nightmares of you disappearing…" Robin muttered sadly.
"Then just remember our vow. No matter what obstacle we face, No matter how tough and challenging is the trials ahead, No matter what road you chose to follow…"
"We will always be there for each other…" Robin finished the sentence. It was as if those were burned into his mind, never to be forgotten.
"Hehe… You are forgetting one more thing, Robin." Lucina cooed and teased as she lifted up her head from it resting place to look into his eyes.
Robin took a moment to remember before realizing what it is. However, a mischievous side of him edged out as he decided that he should pretend to play dumb.
"Hmm…? And what is that?" Robin questioned playfully. He was proud that peculiar sentence when he proposed to her.
Lucina caught on instantly on what he planning on. She huffed mockingly and said, "You just want me to say it out loud, don't you?"
Robin let out a bright smile and leaning towards Lucina to touch his forehead against hers. "I just want you to remind me again, my love."
The grandmaster swooned and her cheeks began to blush brightly like a red rose. Damn you, you lovable fool… She thought.
She brought one of her hands that was wrapping around Robin's back within her view and admired a shiny object around her ring finger. It was the ring of the Exalt… passed down from generation to generation for the descendant to present it to his or her chosen loved one.
"I…I am always your princess, and you will be always be my prince."
The ring seemed to glow brighter when the couple were together.
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A/N: That's the first chapter of this series… I am not sure when I will be coming back to add more into this one. But I try nevertheless…
