Standing in the center of the room, the blond knight stood lonesome. Lately he had been enduring harsh days of work which involved dealing with struggles between right and wrong moral decisions. To many he appeared as a strong-willed man, but little did they know that he often takes all the burden of the issues all by himself. Even with all of the predicaments he encountered, there was only one person who could comfort him. It was a certain emphatic individual who oddly appears at his most desperate of times, the same who stood by him since childhood: Yuri Lowell. If only he was here at this moment, maybe he wouldn't feel so hopeless.

It was then that the knight caught a glimpse of a cynical face in the mirror. The man he had been thinking at this moment,Yuri's face had appeared in right before him! He got this pounding feeling in his chest along with sweat dripping from his cheek. It all felt so real, that there was no way it could have been an illusion.

But it was. He even blinked a couple times to assure that it was just his imagination. He then took slow steps towards his reflection in the mirror, and examined himself a bit. The bags under his eyes showed how tired he was due to all those countless nights he went without sleep. Perhaps if he gotten enough sleep, he wouldn't have been seeing visions of his best friend such as he did a minute ago. Although it doesn't help that worrying can make you into an insomniac.

Looking back at the mirror, he took notice of something moving from the behind him. His weary blue eyes locked onto the area, as it appeared his door was slowly creaking open. Another illusion? He asked himself, and blinked several times. The door gradually creaked open; the more it opened, the louder it got. The man had no choice but to anticipate it as it happened.

"..Yuri?"
He called out softly in hope to hear a response. There was none. At this moment he knew he had to investigate what was happening around him. He slowly turned around and faced the door in irritation. It seemed that as soon as he looked behind him, the door closed back shut. He let out a sigh.

"Yuri, stop playing games. I've already had to deal with enough of your mischief this week."

Again, no reply. Growing impatient, the man ran up to the door and gripped onto the knob. He couldn't turn it. Someone was definitely outside preventing him from leaving the room. This time it wasn't his imagination.

"Stop it, Yuri!"
He shouts. Though this time his voice grew louder and more aggravated than before. He kneeled to the ground in exhaustion and released his hand from the door knob. He lacked the energy to even process what was happening right now..until he heard a sliding noise from beyond. Though he didn't even bother turning around to look what hallucination would emerge this time.

"Stop what?"
A familiar voice rang in the knight's ears. The sound of it gave him that warm, pounding feeling in his chest once again. The odd heartbeat that rendered him with the will to stand up. Slowly he adjusted his torso to get a visual of what was behind him. It was Yuri. Yuri Lowell.

The black haired man who had just entered through the window approached the distressed blond who remained situated on the floor. He took notice of the sweat running against his pale cheeks, as well as the shortage of breath he appeared to have. Smirking, the former knight offered out his hand.

"What's wrong with you, Captain Flynn? Did you see a spider?"
Yuri teased with that cynical grin on his face..that identical face Flynn saw in the mirror before. Flynn was distraught by the fact Yuri had appeared at such an awkward timing. Yet, he felt really happy that the man he been wanting to see has finally arrived. The blue eyes of his met the grey eyes of Yuri's, he managed a smile back and took the offer to be pulled up to his feet. Adjusting his clothes, Flynn positioned himself back to his usual stance.

"No, I saw your face and almost had a heart attack." he countered back, returning the sarcasm to his old friend.

Yuri released the grip from his old friend's hand , and then relocating it onto his own hip. Yuri was relieved to know that his friend, Commandant of the Imperial Knights, remained the same guy he's known all the years. It brought a delighted feeling to his oh-so dark heart; he almost couldn't bear it. Although he wasn't completely oblivious to what was going on. Yuri knew that something was off about Flynn. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he just knew it by a turning feeling in his gut that something was troubling his diligent knight friend.

As Flynn's head slowly dropped forward, Yuri grabbed a hold of him using his free hand.
As he held the knight up straight, he asked, "Is everything alright, Captain?"

Flynn shook out of his gaze and met eyes with his friend. There was such an unnatural feeling in Flynn's heart. A feeling of affection overcame him as he looked deep into Yuri's grey eyes.

The feeling was a deepened attachment that evolved from some time ago. "I love you." he said nervously towards Yuri.

He couldn't bear the feeling any longer. Suddenly, he embraced the fellow male before him and grasped him tightly against his body. Yuri, unable to react, stood with a shocked expression as his eyes continued to widen as each second went by.

Yuri hadn't been the only one who felt astonished by the sudden embrace. Behind the door was Flynn's second in command, Sodia. She held a strong set of romantic feelings for Flynn for quite some time now. Holding the door slightly open, she was able to witness him in the arms of another person. Her heart felt crushed, devastated, and betrayed. Slowly, she creaked the door all the way shut. It resulted in her leaving the scene in tears. She had with no other thoughts in her mind except one thing:

Revenge.