A Monk

Serra let out a frustrated breath as she put her chin on her forearm. Before her stood the very thing that kept her from being the cutest in the group:

Lucius.

Her long golden hair lightly shimmered in the sun, and her blue eyes were tranquil and sweet, and her face was pale and fair. Whenever she would cast her light magic, the book would be lightly cradled in her hands, and when she'd strike, her movements were careful, yet graceful. She seemed almost like a princess, it was so unfair!

Serra could only watch as Lucius carefully performed her magic so, so PERFECTLY that she couldn't say anything to blackmail her.

Then Erk had the NERVE to stand next to her in the battlefield! No, Erky! You're mine! MINE!

"Serra," a voice rang. Serra looked up to see Lyn crossly staring at her. Serra easily knew why she was angry, since after all, as a cleric, she should be up and healing. However, she merely sat on the ground moping about how much prettier Lucius was than her. How aggravating.

"I know, I KNOW" she blurted loudly, and quickly got to her feet, hoping that this would get Lyn to walk away. Sure enough, she did, going straight to Hector. Serra giggled to herself. Although, she preferred Lyn with Eliwood, she with Hector was a rather cute couple too.

However, she DID NOT like Lucius and Erk together. There was no way they'd be together; after all, Erk belonged to her and her only. Maybe she should make that aware to Lucius before anything happens. Yes, she'll do that.

"Oh, ERKY" Serra called at the top of lungs as she began to skip towards the mage. Erk looked towards her, and then anxiously looked around. Oh, come on Erk; don't be so shy, you know you like me!

"Oh no" Erk gasped. He quickly looked around for Reverie, the tactician, but sadly, she was too pre-occupied with talking to Eliwood. Gently, he cursed her infatuation with him under his breath as Serra's skippy footsteps approached them. Lucius giggled to herself.

"Erk, Reverie wanted you!" Serra grinned a huge grin, hoping that he wouldn't find out that it was a lie. Erk raised an eyebrow, but shrugged off her grin and walked towards their strategist. Serra's innocent smiled turned into a devilish grin as she stood next to Lucius.

A few moments went by in silence until Serra broke through, "Sooo…you're Lucius, right?" She asked, trying to seem innocent. Lucius turned to her and smiled.

"Yes. I am indeed, Sister Serra," she replied. Serra groaned to herself, even her voice was angelic! She must not be of this world!

"Huh. This it the first time we've spoken," Serra stated, then she got about two inches away from Lucius' face, although she was much shorter than her, so it was more of her neck, but that didn't matter. "Do you know why?"

If Lucius was confused, she sure didn't show it, and that made Serra even more envious. "Why? …No, I do not." Oh, how Serra wanted to tell her off and get it over with. However, instead, she took in a deep sigh and continued as normally as she could.

"I just find it a policy not to make friends with girls who are as adorable as I am," she admitted. Without waiting for Lucius' response, Serra continued, "I don't need anyone else drawing attention away from ME! So stay away from me, got it? Is that all sinking in?" She couldn't help but smirk at Lucius' reaction, which was shocked, but also a little confused. It felt pretty good to Serra knowing that that angelic face could actually move!

"Y-Yes…" Lucius stammered. Serra raised one of her pink eyebrows. That was it? No comeback? Serra sighed, how dull. Then her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to speak.

"Oh, I forgot something," she said, "You can't come near me, but I expect you to fully back me up as your senior cleric, all right? We serve St. Elimine, right? I mean, we're the same?" Serra took a quick glance at Lucius. "Well, you're much older, but you still need to follow the code!"

"W-Well, yes, of course…" Lucius stammered again. "…But." Serra cocked her head to the side.

"What do you have some complaint?" she asked. This was beginning to irritate her, a little longer and she might explode.

"N-No, no complaints…" Lucius said softly, "But I'm..." Serra let out a loud frustrated sigh; she didn't care if Lucius heard.

"Why do you have to be so horribly annoying?!" Serra shouted, "Just tell me, already!" Lucius let out a small sigh, and Serra slightly calmed down, and impatiently waited for her response.

"I'm not a cleric," Lucius stated. "I'm a monk. So…" Serra's eyes almost popped out of head. She felt like the world around her was spinning. Lucius was a monk, but then that means…

"A M-MONK?!" Those were the only words that could come out. Lucius nodded. "Yes…"

"B-But…to be a monk, don't you have to be, well, a guy?" No, Lucius couldn't be a guy. She, or he, was too pretty to be a guy! There was no way.

"Yes. Yes you do." Serra let out a yell.