Lucius finished his work and closed his book before getting out his teachers books and going through them. He had asked to and been given permission to be assigned to a teacher as an aid. His teacher, Mister Oro, or Guapo as he preferred, was an intelligent man, very passionate about teaching. In fact, at that very moment, he was teaching a young student of his. A clumsy girl by the name of Meong-Fu. Nice enough girl, short, pretty, intelligent in her own way and rather refined. She made good company for the teacher who was attempting to instruct her in martial arts. Lucius looked away as he continued going over his teachers work. Guapo was an excellent teacher, but he worked too hard sometimes. Lucius had at first been assigned to be his aid during class. After seeing how much Guapo did and how hard he worked for the other students, Lucius had taken it upon himself to help him more. It had started with bringing him his meals during breakfast and lunch. He later began to bring him his supper while he was working to ensure that he ate. Lucius offered to double check his work, citing a few mistakes Guapo had made in grading due to lack of sleep.
When Lucius had first started school, he had been getting six hours of sleep a night. Not enough for most people, but enough for him. Now, and he knew that Guapo was unaware of this, he was getting four. His morning would start when he awoke at four thirty. He would arise, clean himself and dress, say his prayers, and be off to make his breakfast. He would arrive at Guapo's door by five thirty and knock. If Guapo would not awaken, he would either pick the lock, or more recently, open it with the key he had been given as Guapo had laughed when he found out how he was getting in every morning and gave it to him to save time. He would see to it that Guapo was eating before he would go over his schedule and notes for the day with him. After breakfast, Lucius would leave to get his own morning meal while Guapo would dress. They would meet up again when Lucius had class with him. He would bring him tea and coffee in thermos', never really sure which he would prefer. Occasionally he would also bring him sweets either made by himself or by a friend of his named Umber. Throughout the class, Lucius would help anyone who needed it, and after school, he would tutor a team of underclassmen. Later, after his school day and obligations to his team were over, he would meet up again with Guapo, generally while he was giving a student additional lessons like he was currently for Miss Meong-Fu. After lessons, he would bring Guapo his dinner, along with extra if he had someone joining him. Like tonight. Meong-Fu had done well, showing much improvement and Guapo had offered to celebrate the occasion. Lucius considered smiling. He had noticed the looks Meong had been giving Guapo for some time. How much harder she worked for him. The way her eyes would light up at any praise give. He couldn't blame her... he himself had realized that he had fallen in love with the man a while ago. He did not interfere with their relationship. He understood. He was an outsider. A useful one, but not one Guapo ever really spent time with. He did not need combat lessons. Or help in school. In fact, Lucius had been considered a prodigy at the Monastery where he had been raised. He could defeat most Grimm with ease, and any opponent who faced him one on one was doomed from the start if he had five minutes to prepare. Loremaster, the leader of the Northern Enclave had himself taken note of his intelligence and ability to adapt and learn and had accepted him on as his apprentice. So, in honesty, he didn't need Guapo as Meong-Fu did. There were other reasons of course. He was not an expressive person, he knew that. He was not a loving person, he knew that. He also knew that Guapo was not one to fall in love with a man. Meong-Fu already had his attention anyways. Where Lucius was in the background or a manservant at most, Meong-Fu was his precious student. She was kind, interesting, and no doubt would become a capable fighter if she continued learning from Guapo... Where he could offer service and an ally, she could offer him a partner and...if she got her way, a lover...possibly someday even children...
And so he would watch. He would bring him his meals. He would aid him when he could. And he would not interfere with Meong and her hopes. Guapo deserved to be happy, and Meong did not deserve him to take her from him. He closed Guapo's book. Training was winding down. It was time to go get supper. He was thinking a simple stir-fry with bread and dumplings. Tea as well. And for dessert...