Notes: If you have not seen the entire series of Robin Hood (BBC), beware of spoilers.

Okay, this is a little fic about one Richartin pairing formed by Gisborne and Martin, included here as an original character in medieval England :3 1194 AD approximately

It is a fic that I wanted to finish writing and then publishing a while ago, but for various reasons it delayed me I'm posting so far, however I will intend to update soon as I possibly can.

I took the idea to write this fic as the development of an alternative continuation derived after a different end in which neither Gisborne, nor Robin, or Allan A. Dale died at the end of the series. I hope you enjoy it and you enjoy this story of passionate medieval love at less a little ;)

Yup, I do this because I love too much Thilbo and Richartin and their love in any parallel world * _ *) / haha I think that maybe everyone already realized of it xD

Chapter 1—rivaled Feelings

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After finally the Sheriff of Nottingham and Isabella had died in that explosion inside the castle, Gisborne decided that although now his relationship with Robin Hood was apparently could not continue. He could not remain at his side. He just did not feel attached to their way of wildlife, living as an outlaw in the forest always acting for altruistic reasons. With the Sheriff and his dead sister and the destruction of the imposing castle Gisborne no longer really knew where he belonged. In addition he had fulfilled his mission to find with Robin their half-brother that both had in common, Archer.

After the fierce fight they had in the dungeons of the castle against the Sheriff and Isabella, in which both Guy and Robin were wounded with guns smeared with a lethal poison, they were now recovering from his injuries. Fortunately for both neither was seriously hurt and the poison had not caused their death, Brother Tuck had managed to administer well the antidote that saved their lives, an antidote quickly that he could get through peers of Robin.

It had been several days since that fight and that explosion in the castle that had been reduced to rubble many. The news spread rapidly throughout the kingdom and those in charge of the crown in the name of King Richard I had immediately sent his men and others at the service to try to restore the place.

Gisborne had been rested in the camp of Robin hoping to recover fully, because after all, dangerous poison which had contact had left them some sequels that despite the antidote had not finished dissipate entirely, causing still a slight fever which manifested itself during the night. They had to endure the agony for several days.

During his dreams at night when the fever was causing some delusions, Gisborne had in mind the recurring memory of Marian immaculately dressed while she was calling him from the top of a cliff. In his memory prevailed remorse of having killed her with his own sword months ago blinded by resentment, but also at the same time his hatred and frustration made him to remember what had been the reason to carry him to commit such an act and that did not let him have peace with himself. In his wildest dreams she reappeared again and again. In his dreams he dreamed himself being called by her sweet voice whispering, but with each passing night Gisborne realized that the figure of Marian in his dreams faded increasingly until it becomes just in a unclear silhouette between the trees. And the voice that called him seemed farther and farther from him without giving him a chance to tell her that he still loved her even though she would have preferred always love Robin Hood.

Gisborne awoke at midnight unquiet with cold sweat. The camp was surrounded by the mantle dark cold night, but had left a small fire that was watched by Little John, at that moment he was the guard who was monitoring. In a few hours it would behoove to be guard to Much. Gisborne saw from his makeshift cot how Little John was sitting in front of the fire, but he could not realize that Gisborne had just awakened from his troubled sleep.

Gisborne's breathing began to slow gradually. He took a quick glance at the night scene and barely visible around him and smelled the sweet aroma of forest nature. Everyone else was asleep, and then Gisborne lay back on the bed again. He sighed for a moment while admiring the bright stars that were seen in the infinite night sky and soon went back to sleep, thinking before that it was definitely time to leave the company of Robin and move on.

The next morning, when the weather was still cool and the sun had not completely left behind the mountains, Gisborne was awakened by the voice of Robin who called him to tell him that it was nearly time for breakfast. Robin's voice sounded calmer and friendlier than usual, certainly with the passage of days and the close coexistence of both seemed increasingly being had less harshness in the relationship that both had always had. It almost seemed that they were becoming real friends, it almost seemed that the other guys in the company were accustomed to Gisborne being with them as an ally and rather as a colleague. Think about it bothered him a little to Guy and he felt stupid, a few months ago he would not have imagined that now would be in that situation, being with Robin Hood and his company in the forest called for breakfast at a usual day.

Gisborne stood up and approached others who were already sitting around the fire where Much laconic and Kate had cooked breakfast that day, together.

"Hey how are you this morning today, Gisborne?" Hood asked and looked at him. He also felt that he was not feeling the same resentment to Guy that had always had which was become intolerable since he murdered Marian.

"Well, I think I'm finally fully recovered. What about you?" Gisborne said holding back a yawn. He still was not fully awake. Kate walked past him and made him face in total apathy, as it usually was. She continued to reject his presence.

"Also I think I'm fully recovered and even have closed my wounds" said Robin while Much was giving him a bowl of hot soup.

"It's good to know that" said Gisborne and took a bite the piece of bread given to him with his bowl of soup.

"I think as soon we can return to villages to help poor people, especially now that the castle and power was there were shattered"

"Robin that's great!" said Dale. Kate smiled at Robin with her almost obvious look of love and Much was enormously excited to hear what Robin intended and know that he was totally recovered. However, none of them could feel pleased that Guy was healthy too.

"Of course I'm sorry about your sister, I had not could tell you" said Robin again to sip some of hot soup of his bowl. Gisborne was disturbed a little by remembering the death of his sister and hung his head slightly as if trying to surreptitiously avoid further conversation on the subject.

"You liked my sister, Robin. I guess her death caused you suffering" said Gisborne. To hear him say Kate could not help a slight grimace, still she felt jealous of Isabella though she were already dead.

"It's a pity that greed and lust for power that she had ended up disappointing me. So beautiful but so frivolous woman..." Robin said crestfallen and paused before continuing and then he realized what he had said "Oh, sorry" excused Robin. Gisborne laughed wryly.

"She was my sister, but now it costs me great job to define what she meant to me, but I think you have some reason in your words. The greed blinded her. And I made mistakes with her in the past, although it was only with the eagerness to save her from a life of misery" said Gisborne shrugged. The rest of them did not want to get in the middle of the conversation of the two, at least for now.

"But hey, there are things that you cannot solve, is not it?" Robin scathing said, suddenly remembering again that Gisborne had killed Marian. He tried to contain his anger again.

At the comment of Robin inevitably Gisborne also thought Marian, after all it was something that was chasing him in memory, it was something that he regretted despite his jealous rage because he loved her. But she was now dead and as Robin said, it was anything done that could not be remedied.

An awkward silence was kept in the place broken only occasionally by the clatter of plates and spoons with which they were having breakfast and the singing of the birds in the trees. All were serious during that uncomfortable period.

Gisborne finally finished his breakfast and serious place arose not without first thanking for food.

"It was very good breakfast" said Gisborne sincerely addressing to Much and Kate. Much shyly smiled at the compliment.

"Today we go to the village" said Robin. Others were excited and noted his joy to know that.

"It is wonderful!" said Much excited.

"We have to prepare things" said Dale.

"Yes, we said that everything that was in the castle should be for the people from now and it will" said Robin while readying his bow and arrows on his back.

"Although ... the villagers already gone to loot for themselves to take the gold and other objects found among the ruins of the castle" said Tuck.

"I intuited, but I guess there is no order and were denied access to the deep of the castle, I also wonder if the bodies have already taken of the Sheriff and others" Robin said.

Gisborne was still a bit away from them, thinking seriously that had not intention to follow beside Robin and his company anymore and it was time to take the decision to announce he was leaving.

"So are you coming with us, Gisborne?" Robin finally asked and approached him friendly and touched him one arm. Gisborne turned to see him.

"Hood, I have to thank you for all the attention and care you all have had with me while I was unwell with my recovery and I must say I liked have been ally to you until the end of the despotic power of the castle. I never thought some time I would comfort fight beside you and also it was a great surprise to find that the destination had us a brother in common but ... I think have ended up here my collaboration with you and your company. So now I think it's time to leave you" expressed Gisborne at him sincerely. He had already made his decision and he was not going to back down.

Before answering, Robin sighed and looked at me with formality.

"I guessed it Gisborne, I assumed you were about to tell me that you leave us. I also comforted much have been ally to you. We can never be friends, that's clear but you were very helpful in our company and I have admiration of your sturdy form and your way of being so bold to fight, but no way. If you've decided to leave us it's okay..." Hood said, placing his hands on his hip.

"You're right, we can never be friends ..." muttered Gisborne.

"Much less after you killed Marian..." Robin said in a low tone and sidestepped a little look, holding his fists in resentment to remember it "but we should ignored it and not continue talking about it."

"Do you still want to get back at me for that?" Gisborne asked.

"I don't know, right now I can't answer that, not even myself."

"At least to you always have been easier to find people who love you..." Gisborne muttered looking around the place.

Robin inevitably felt moved by the words of Gisborne then he remembered that Gisborne was just his opposite. He had always been. Robin had always his friends, the respect and admiration of the villagers who he helped, and the attracting of women. But Gisborne instead had to suffer the ravages of a miserable life, full of family shame and terrible decisions that had finished driving him to command the tyrant to the order of the castle, always under the command of the despotic militia of the sheriff of Nottingham, always being as his dog. Gisborne was alone and bitterness that came over him greatly since the time when Marian rejected him at the altar in that modest church on the day they were to marry. After that Gisborne found out that she only loved Robin Hood and his heart was broken.

There was another pause of silence again and Robin sighed as Gisborne bypassed his expression, a little restless and impatient to leave once and stop torturing himself for the fact that he envied Robin for having all though were not something material.

"Good luck Gisborne" Robin said extending his hand to shake Gisborne in sign that peace remained between them, at least for the moment and that despite the great pain and anger that had caused the murder of Marian in his hands, He wanted to leave behind dirty idea of revenge on Gisborne.

Guy shook his hand, hesitant "See you Robin"

"I hope that we will not compete again for the love of someone" Robin said, trying to be joking, doing satire of their rivalry and farewell. Gisborne smiled wryly.

"ha, next time that happens I will be who wins, Robin" he said smiling and gave a fleeting laughter of malice. But the truth was that after all that he had happened in his life now felt hopeless. Love was the last thing Gisborne wanted to think.

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His previous home was gone, his sister had been so blinded by resentment towards him and she had commanded on fire his house during the time she brief tenure in the castle. But at that noon Gisborne went to where now it had only ashes, only to remember that now that should take it as a symbol of the beginning of a new life.

He stood in front of the charred wood by the incident, no one had even attempted to collect, for a long time he watched the remains of his old home. He no longer had anything. He was melancholy, but knew that it was better to be firm and find a new place to live. But that now was difficult because in recent weeks the castle guards led by Isabella had caused much damage to all surrounding villages and still not had managed to order all over again. There was still much desolation.

Gisborne leaned squatting to take a piece of charred wood and then sat back to think it was time to lift the debris and rebuild his home. In the afternoon he decided to find a way to get the wood and he need to start with the building of his new house.

Instead Robin Hood and his company had already addressed to inspect the rubble of the castle and asked the villagers be organized to plunder the riches that might be found under the rubble of the castle, authorities from the crown had not yet arrived to repair everything.

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Several weeks passed and order had returned to normal in Nottingham. The crown had begun almost immediately after lifting the disaster, the construction of a new castle. At that time they were downplaying the capture of Robin Hood and his company because it was more important to find who would be worthy to replace the Sheriff.

Gisborne had made progress in the construction of his new home and was now determining which were the final details. It was a cool morning when the sun was just coming out when Gisborne decided to go to the main market of the village and suddenly he stopped to observe from afar a golden blond head that protruded from one of the stalls mats.

Without thinking Gisborne went to that person whose beautiful golden hair shining under the morning sun ray seemed that was calling him, drawing him without explanation. When he was closer, Gisborne realized that indeed it was a young, although it was aware from the outset and now just he could not help admiring his beauty and could not refuse that had caught his attention.

Being close to him, Gisborne watched him for a few seconds before daring to speak, the blond boy of short stature was asking something to the shopkeeper of the place.

"Good morning ..." Gisborne greeted with quiet voice whispering to the blond boy, flashing a flirtatious smile. The blond boy, confused turned to see him and smiled back.

"Good morning" he greeted hesitant and timid. At that time Gisborne could see the clarity of his gray eyes. They seemed beautiful in the sunlight. Gisborne smiled.

"I've never seen you around here before" said Guy peaceful and moved a little closer to him. The blond boy could not help feeling a little nervous. Gisborne was significantly taller than him. Easily he wore a head start in stature.

"Oh ... just… I arrive a couple of days ago" said the boy irresolute.

"You come from far away? Some distant kingdom?" Gisborne was using a tone of voice more sensual than the last, unconsciously the presence of the little blond caused him to do it, he wanted to know everything about him.

"Err yeah, that's ... I mean, I come from a distant village, but I decided to move to this site which I believe I will be much more re comfortable" said the blond shakily certainly disturbed because Gisborne was trying to invade his personal space.

"I like to see new beautiful faces like yours come to these parts. What's your name?" Gisborne asked at last, bold in his question.

"Mar ... Martin ... that's my name," said the little blond modestly, trying to take a step back to get away from him. Gisborne smiled at him, he loved the way the blond tried to sneak "and ... what's your name?" Martin asked curious, trying to be friendly, this time he also looked at him with some coquetry. Somehow also he wanted to know the name of Gisborne.

"My name is Guy of Gisborne, at your command" he said seductively.

"Well, I am pleased also to meet people as friendly as you" externalized.

Gisborne at that time are no longer held to raise one hand of Martin and kissed it gently as a knight with a maiden. He did not explain why the blond newcomer was causing him this momentum, especially in the case of a man like him. Martin smiled and blushed laughable while Gisborne kissed his hand and still was looking at him seductively.

"Sorry, I could not resist" Gisborne said softly. Martin laughed again shyly.

"Don't worry ... for me no problem" said the blond, he was certainly a little used to draw the attention of people for his subtle natural beauty, he was even used to draw the attention of men who often tried to woo him.

"Maybe now you think I look like a perverted sodomite for daring to make such a thing" Gisborne really was joking with that excuse because the true was that Martin had captivated him completely in that short time to know him and did not care that term, although Gisborne never before had felt attracted to someone of his same sex, on the contrary had always been a womanizer until Marian became in his impossible love. But Martin had something that appealed to him greatly, something he could not even feel for Marian. Martin had some kind of magic that now caused him undue attraction, something that made him not stop to admiring him though Martin was of the same sex like him.

Although the beauty of Martin was nothing ambiguous or androgynous, because he clearly looked like a boy, but the blond had a subtle and delicate beauty that Gisborne had not seen before anywhere else.

"Err ... not at all ... How could I think that of someone in your elegant demeanor?"

The blond boy said a little hesitant, he again felt a bit intimidated, Gisborne made him intimidate too, he was tall, strong and very attractive. Martin liked all that of him.

Anyway Martin had always been inside those terms they called sodomites. Martin had always been attracted to men.

"But I would not mind becoming one if it were for you" said Gisborne again trying to approach Martin, in his tone of voice of seductive alpha. Martin blushed like a tomato at the statement of Guy and sidestepped the gaze again. He began to worry more because there were people around them but surely seeing the imposing Gisborne there they preferred to keep their distance.

"You really would not mind practicing such indecency defying the laws of God?" asked Martin ironic and laughable, strangely beginning to like doing this series of questions to a man like Gisborne.

"God always has abandoned me" muttered Gisborne to answer his question. Ironically his own words made him remember all his painful past. Martin was self-conscious again noticing his countenance unrest.

"Um, excuse me, I gotta go" expressed Martin taking a couple of steps back, trying to slip away.

"Can I see you someday?" asked Gisborne and reached Martin's hand barely reaching it in a subtle touch. Although brief, this was a wonderful feeling. Martin blushed again but with face high he replied.

"Sure ... yes Sir" after pronouncing that both smiled at each other and were lost in each other's eyes until Martin turned around and made his way through the crowd that was passing in the market. Gisborne not lost sight of the blond head of Martin until he went deeper among the people.

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Robin Hood and his companions returned to their usual altruistic acts and to hand back stolen wealth from the rich to the poor. Until then Robin and Gisborne kept the peace. It did not take long to also realize that Gisborne had managed to rebuild his home and every time they passed close of there, Robin paused for a moment to observe the new house and thinking about how much he had now changed his view on Gisborne in all that time he had met him. Now just it seemed to not feel resentment for him although he knew he could never forgive him for murdering Marian. But he not felt affection for him. Now that they did not fight also was strange.

"Robin, what happens?" Kate asked curious cautiously approaching him and then she turned to see the house of Gisborne and invaded her resentment as usual, she still hated him.

"Nothing, I just thought" said Robin and then turned their way.

The guys came forward to camp. Robin had been asked them because he wanted to attend an issue in the village. During the twilight of that afternoon when the sky was just beginning to be stained red he decided to take a paved road. It was a very good climate and the birds began to hide in their nests, pre nightfall. The stars just beginning to peek over the sky made him wistfully remember his beloved dead Marian and sighed. Soon also he thought about the relationship that Isabella and he had a short time and also thought about the strange relationship that he had (or still had) with Kate. But despite that, Robin was unhappy, his heart just could not fill up again and now even had against whom to fight. He felt stupid for thinking that, but certainly Gisborne had been represented his antithesis and now there was cordiality between them. He supposed it was better that way, anyway.

He continued down the narrow paved road to arrive early to their camp, had to do before night fell because although he knew almost like the palm of his hand, the forest could be very dangerous in the dark of night.

Suddenly he passed near a well and in the dim darkness he saw a bright blond hair that stood in the middle of the evening. Robin immediately realized that this was a guy who was trying to get some water from the well. Robin thought it was rather strange that someone as that boy was drawing water from a well, which was considerably away from the village, at that time also served as emergency that well because in the village had more nearby wells and more fills. Robin also noticed from the distance it appeared the young blond was having some difficulties to get water and immediately ran to help him.

"Can I help you?" Robin asked gently, although he was still intrigued by the blond boy. At that moment his eyes met the eyes of the young golden blond. It was the same Martin that Gisborne had met that morning.

"Oh, no, thank you. I can do it myself!" Martin said with some pride, hold quite the bucket half full but the bucket was about to fall out of hand and then Robin reached out and helped him get the bucket completely.

"It's strange that someone so small as you walk drawing water from the well at this time of evening" said Robin still smiling. See the fineness of Martin caused him great affection in any way. He thought immediately that Martin was remarkably gifted an exquisite and subtle beauty. It was something really strange in case of a boy. Martin blushed slightly, which could not go unnoticed for Robin despite the darkness of the night slowly that enveloped them more.

"It is that I lost in the woods and luckily I saw this well here. I was dying of thirst and decided I could take some of this water. Have I done wrong?" Martin inquired with fearful tone for have broken any rules. Robin laughed a little at his hesitation.

"Not at all, the water from this well is for everyone. And I see why it is that someone so small as you are in this inhospitable place at this time. I am sorry to know that you are lost. Anyway, the night is falling and the forest becomes dangerous. However, I can help you get home" Robin said kindly, could not help but smile and was willing to help him fully on whatever was at hand.

"Err ... the truth is I have no home. I'm not from here" said Martin hesitant and shy as he took a little of the water from the bucket using both hands to form a kind of bowl with them.

"Then you are a foreigner ... well you can come with me to the camp if you want. Come on" suggested Robin friendly and gave him a gentle pat on the back, but pulled his hand away immediately and unconsciously gave him a soft touch. Martin felt protected and accessed. Anyway he had not anywhere to go and Robin had arrived miraculously from heaven to assist him.

"Well ... I think I should know your name first" Martin said boldly, Robin felt that Martin had smiled fine flirtation, something unusual in a man. Robin also gave a big smile.

"Oh well, little friend, I am Robin Hood" he said mischievously. Martin blushed slightly again as he realized that Robin was known for everyone. The famous Robin Hood.

"So you're the famous Robin Hood! Who rob the rich and distributed gold to the poor" Martin said as he sat on the edge of the well and gave him a sweet look. Robin moved a little closer to him almost by inertia.

"Haha I don't think I'm so famous" said Robin laughable.

"For since I came to Locksley I have not stopped listening to your name from voice of all the villagers. Besides, I had previously come to hear your name in my own land, south of London" friendly Martin said.

"Oh, so you are from there!" said Robin surprised and pleased to know it "I wonder then how can be called a small and adorable boy as you who come from London" said Robin, gradually approaching to Martin and then he sat on the edge of the well, next to him.

"Martin ...that is my name" he said.

"No last name?" Robin asked curious.

"I'd rather hide my last name by now, I come fleeing a cumbersome situation." replied Martin.

"Okay. I won't inquire about it anymore but if you need help do not hesitate to come to me, little boy"

"Haha, stop calling me little boy"

They reached the camp and then Robin Hood introduced Martin to their mates who kindly welcomed and received him. They also shared a dinner of vegetable stew and a good piece of bread, and a while later all sat in front of the warm fire burning firewood.

They spent a long time talking, talking about their experiences and achievements they had had throughout the day and talked about what Locksley was for them and how they lived helping to the poor. It was a very pleasant conversation that Martin enjoyed a lot.

"Have you always lived in this camp?" Martin asked with interest. Until then Robin was standing next to him but then sat beside him.

"Almost could say yes, little boy" said Robin looking into his eyes coquettishly.

"Haha hey, why you keep calling me little boy?" Martin asked reproachfully and then burst out laughing.

"Because you're small and cute ... Never had seen something like that in a guy of your age" Robin said and stepped closer to him. The others could tell it was having a great closeness between Robin and newcomer, all of them could notice how Robin seemed to have some interest in the fair-haired. But no one thought then that the true interest of Robin to Martin was beyond than a friendship, it was absurd to think otherwise. Even Robin did not know what exactly was causing Martin to him, but he knew it was a very nice attraction.

The others were keeping their distance, and although Kate denied she was beginning to feel jealous of Martin, but refused to herself the idea because Martin was a boy.

"Keep quiet, of course not. I'm not adorable... nor am I so small" said Martin quietly, shy and ignored to avoid noticing his blush. At that time Robin laid one hand on Martin's knee, trying to make it looked like an act of camaraderie but certainly it was more like an immediate contact that Martin felt like a caress. Robin was even closer to Martin and his eyes met again with the orange light of the fire. Martin blushed a little, Robin also caused a nice little attraction, though not too much. But there was something that caught his attention on Robin, after all he was handsome and had a deep sharp look that captivated everyone. At that time there was a pause of silence, but left to meet their eyes. In that closeness Robin wished for a moment to kiss him. It was a strange feeling came over him too much into his stomach like a thousand butterflies fluttering inside. Martin was a boy too adorable and irresistible even for him. But just as he was about to give in to his impulses, Robin stopped and then turned away from him.

Martin was intrigued when Robin chose best stand and sit on the other trunk where they were sitting Dale and Much. Martin thought for a moment that maybe Robin had bothered for refusing to his compliment.

"Well guys, I think it's better to go to sleep now, remember that tomorrow we have to help the villagers to distribute water" said Robin.

"Goodnight Martin" Robin said softly and reached out to stroke his cheek. Martin felt a little uncomfortable about it, used to be delicate but sometimes he disliked than others treat him so subtly. But at the same time he could not deny that he enjoyed it. It was a duality in his feelings.

They slept in makeshift chairs and hammocks, Martin was assigned to a pallet that was the most comfortable, so Robin had ordered. Above them the dark and starry sky was beautifully visible.

Martin fell into a deep sleep almost immediately, and Robin, who was not far from him, could see it from there thanks to the faint red light of the burning campfire, he looked a while at his blond head turned his back. He was watching it with admiration, still wondering why Martin had caused him so much attraction. It was too strange to Robin. He had always liked the girls and now Martin was overshadowing his interest on which had barely begun to feel for Kate weeks ago.

The next day they woke everyone and enjoyed breakfast together. It was time to say goodbye to Martin. Robin and company should return to the task of helping the poor villagers and Martin definitely did not seem like the type of guy to join the fighting.

"We can accompany you to the village and help you to find a place to live" suggested Robin to Martin touching his arm friendliness.

"Really you can do that for me?" he asked. During that time Kate was still watching warily the closeness that Robin was having towards Martin was being ever closer and she knew that every time Robin hesitated to separate to someone it was due he liked that person.

"Of course I don't want anything bad to happen to you and I don't think the forest is something good for someone like you" Robin said this time stroking his shoulder gently.

"Okay, I thank you very much you want help me" Martin said with a smile. Robin smiled lavishly "I really appreciate you help me, Robin" said Martin and Robin smiled more.

They set off towards the village of Locksley and along the way had no setbacks, everything seemed very quiet. The morning was still a little cool in the shade because the midday sun had not yet reached its peak.

"I certainly wonder what's exactly what a small guy as you, dedicates for a living, little Martin?" Robin said a little closer to him as they walked down the dirt road. Robin and Martin went to the front of others. Little John was behind all them.

"Hmmm oh yes!" exclaimed Martin in surprise, Robin had taken a little off guard with that question because he had not stopped before thinking about a trade "I am dedicated to agriculture, all my life I have dedicated to do it, you know, planting beans, harvest vegetables, raise animals, all those things" Martin lied boldly, but some of his nervousness could not go unnoticed. However Robin (and others) tried to believe him. Maybe Martin was telling the truth but he also was too retracted, they thought.

Robin approached him and put an arm over the shoulder of Martin to the blond again felt a little intimidated for it. He tried to avoid it quickly.

After a while finally they saw Locksley village before their eyes.

"There's the village, little Martin" said Robin. All of them quickened their pace and soon reach the place.

"The truth is I don't know how I could get lost in the woods because I didn't remember being too far away from this village" said Martin.

"But fortunately this humble thief came to your rescue" funny Robin said.

They walked up to the entrance of the village where they observed the influx of people performing their daily activities and to notice the presence of Robin and his company all greeted them cheerfully. Robin hurried and approached them to announce what he intended to do to get more riches from the destroyed castle because still had no authority there since the death of the sheriff and Isabella.

Before leaving the ruined castle, Robin decided to help to Martin get a good fixed place where he could to install in the village. He had very good relations with all the people for what he thought would not be too difficult to find a good spot.

"Kate, please tell everyone else I'll catch up you soon, I won't be long, okay?" Robin told to his friend, but she could not hide her jealous grimace on his face and also thereupon folded her arms in protest.

"Don't you think you're relying too much on this guy called Martin?" Kate snapped still idle.

"Kate, he's not a stranger guy and seems he has not a lot of initiative to defend himself alone. I just want to help him"

"But you've been very close to him, is too remarkable the interest he is awakening in you"

"Well, that's not something I want to discuss and less with you" Robin replied coldly. The dominant character of Kate at times exasperated him and now he had no desire to tolerate the fact that she was jealous of Martin.

Kate frowned but Robin downplayed it and turned around to head back toward Martin, who was waiting at the entrance of the small market.

After some negotiations Robin got the owner of an inn will provide a good refuge to Martin in a small but comfortable room. Martin thanked Robin and invited him to his new room for a while.

"I think this will need some of furniture" Robin quipped. Again he tried to approach Martin but the blond was elusive and slipped away from him when he tried to corner him in a corner of the room, on the side of the window that let entrance the midday sun ray.

"Err ... I really appreciate all your help, Robin ... but I think you've already done too much for me and we just have one day of meet" said Martin shy trying to slip.

"And I hope we can keep seeing because we're friends now ..." Daredevil Robin returned to try to corner him against the wall. At that moment he felt he had a better chance than ever to be close to him, without anyone around, both were alone in this small intimate room. It was a strange feeling, something that he had not even imagined was one day but now he was greatly pleasurable, the feeling of being magically attracted to someone again.

There was an awkward silence again and Robin took the opportunity to look at him with determination and without further dared to bring his face close to his. Martin was dumbfounded but it was something he saw coming and flinch during that time, half expecting what he imagined Robin dare do. In a moment Robin's lips began to gently rub his, very gently but almost about to kiss, but suddenly when the kiss was just about to be completed Martin did not allow it and gave him a hard slap and with both hands pushed him, turned away from him.

Robin was stunned by his response. For hours he had been feeling driven by kissing the lips of Martin, even if he also was a boy like him, and had resisted until he had decided to dare to steal a kiss, but something he never imagined was that he would be rejected by him. He had been too proud of him, but he never before had been rejected and never thought anyone could do. Robin had so much confidence in his own charms, charm which Martin was running away.

"Maybe is too insecure of himself" Robin thought to himself while Martin was sidestepping the eyes to prevent Robin noticing the uncomfortable flushing. Martin was embarrassed.

Martin turned his back as he quickly tried to find the words to leave the cumbersome situation with any excuse.

"Maybe I should go more slowly, surely he's scared for my boldness" Robin kept thinking and then came back to Martin who kept his back to him noticeably nervous and Robin placed a hand on his trembling shoulder.

"Martin ...I" Robin mumbled.

"Better see you another day, okay?" Martin murmured in response and seeing only by the corner of his eye. Robin was still laying his hand on his shoulder but Martin pulled away from it and then headed for the door to open and dismiss Robin forcibly.

"Martin ... I don't want you to think I'm a pervert, a heretic or something ... really I don't know what are you causing me but it's not something that I don't want to feel. I liked being with you despite the little time we met" Robin confessed quite frankly, trying to persuade him.

"And are not you afraid that society censures you?... I mean, we're two men Robin, something between us would be sodomy, it would be sin, dirty, heresy, something indecent ... I mean, I don't want you have to take risks to both by a mere passing fancy like this" muttered Martin still avoiding the gaze. At that moment he felt as Robin took his two hands.

"The truth is I've done too many things that now I should have been hanged and I've known rid, so I don't, never mind such a thing, I don't believe in the despotic laws that have created men and the prophets" said Robin and finally lifted Martin's face and their eyes met again deeply. Silence returned to invade the small, simple room and Robin took Martin's face in his hands and kissed him slowly, but he felt Martin shuddered hesitant in his arms.

When the subtle kiss stopped Robin looked at him sweetly, but in the eyes of Martin only uneasiness was denoted, but did not mind that to Robin, had managed to kiss a sweet person who had come into his life for less than a day and it felt wonderful.

"Please go now" Martin suddenly ordered this time using more impressive side and he turned again to give back and try to ignore him. Robin also liked that side of Martin so suspicious.

"See you soon, little Martin" Robin said quietly touching his shoulder and smiling mischievously, which Martin could not see, he stood with his back and crossed his arms.

"Go, get out" said Martin curtly and turned away from him to continue "please get out oh you'll not see me anymore" Martin dropped sharply, an ethereal threat on his part.

Robin smiled mischievously. He thought Martin would be a little difficult to court after all and that he found it suddenly more interesting. Without another word he left there and as soon as he was out of the room Martin closed the door of a whip.

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It fell again the sunset and people swarming the streets began to take shelter in their homes.

"Damn it, I have again to get water and food in this damn place" said Martin sitting on the edge of his makeshift cot. Inside his room it was the only thing there and also had a wooden box that served as bureau. Martin was quite moody since Robin had dared to kiss him at noon. He felt used and frustrated because although his taste was always inclined towards men he felt that Robin was not exactly what he was looking for and less on the new life he was trying to live in this village of Locksley, far from their homeland which certainly was south of England and of which he was running away. Besides Robin could be the greatest hero of the poor, the inspiration of many children and adults, but did not inspire enough confidence because he supposed that Robin could abuse that idolatry and play with his feelings. In any way he could have any relationship with him because probably it would be reduced to a simple and frivolous whim affair. How could Robin to love a simple small sickly boy like him?

It had been several hours since that awkward incident and Martin could not take his mind and his feelings that kiss that Robin had stolen from him. He was annoyed, while he had lost a bit the track of time and now it was almost nightfall had finally remembered he had to feed, he had not done it since breakfast, and he knew that he needed do it.

It was true that he did not know much of the place and did not know what dangers could find out there but he ventured out to find something dinner. He put a hood over and covered his golden blond head with the cap to get out looking for something, trying not to attract too much attention.

He walked a few blocks to find a busy nightlife site where bustle of people who were having listened to sounded, approached and although he hesitated entered the place. On entering he found a very crowded place full of big, burly men certainly were drunk alcohol to the point of being unconscious which caused them laugh and sing collectively. It was a tavern. There were women, mostly attractive, and lots of music. At one point suddenly there was a fight between two men of the place which caused a chain reaction that generated more fights broke out among the people present. Martin thought it best after all leave this place, he never liked to think of the idea of being inside a tavern but just as he tried to slip away from the hustle quite a strong and tall man approached him to annoy.

"Hello little boy" said suddenly the rough burly man and with complete boldness led to Martin with his big hands against the wall abruptly.

Martin paled, did not know how to act or what to do with the sudden and unexpected act of that dared man, the man was clearly too bigger and stronger than him. He knew immediately that his intentions could not be good, not in that way he had rudely cornered him against the wall and worse on one site of which several men were already fighting to death.

"Please don't ..." managed to mutter Martin, his fear increased when he suddenly felt how that rough man lifted him and sat him on the bar.

"You're very cute, boy" said the man with lascivious voice and immediately he began to grope the whole body of the blond obscenely. Martin was terribly shocked, violated and without exit. And no one seemed to want to help him. He thought that the worst was coming, he knew that was what the man of almost 6'8" tall and almost twice his weight in muscle would do to him. Martin struggled terrified, despite his great disadvantage he was not willing to be overcome until the end to defend his body and his integrity. He knew that man would rape him and perhaps could even he have the savagery to do there.

Although Martin did not want it to, he yelled. But no one was coming to help him, however all the people seemed attentive to the fights the other men were having a few feet away from where they were.

"Help! Help me!" shouted Martin gasped, feeling how the big man began to pull down his pants. Martin felt as if had passed an eternity and no one would help him, seemed like nobody would dare to challenge that big man.

"Leave him alone, you damned asshole!" shouted suddenly an angry scathingly male voice after hit the rapist against the face. The man staggered and nearly fell to the floor but soon got up and turned angrily toward him who had dared to hit him. Martin also sat awkwardly and realized who had dared to challenge his aggressor was the same attractive man that he had met the day before, Guy of Gisborne, he could never forget that name. Martin was completely relieved and glad to see him again, but he was happier that it was he who had saved him from the enormous rough man.

"you damn imbecile, fight like true men!" challenged Gisborne making a sign of provocation to him come closer to him to fight with bare-knuckle, no matter if the big man was bigger and more muscular than him. Furious at being interrupted and beaten the angry man lunged to Gisborne and tried to hit him in the face but Gisborne was skillful and slipped from his fists and then gave him several blows to the stomach which launched with full frenzy to the point of leaving no air immediately. Martin got down of the bar immediately and re-buttoning his pants, stunned by what he was seeing, Gisborne was fighting to defend him of the giant.

"Miserable bastard, how dare you put your filthy hands on someone smaller than you?!" Gisborne snapped angry and with total outburst he launched at the man and hit him hard on the chin and nose repeatedly until the big man had a terrible bloody appearance due to his strong heavy blows. The rest of the people present were now spotting the show. They were now ignoring the other fights.

The burly man who had assaulted Martin now was lay on the floor suffering from the violence that Gisborne had lashed him, he was totally defeated. Gisborne was placed above him in order to keep hitting him but then Martin stopped him with his imploring voice, had been enough.

"Please Gisborne, stop now!" asked Martin and stopped him with a hand. Gisborne, who had the forehead beaded with sweat and his brow prominently furrowed, stopped at his request, but he hesitated a bit at first. Finally he stood up and then Martin was on him and hugged him tightly.

"Thanks for saved me" Martin muttered shakily and Gisborne sighed and stroked his hair and then embraced him by the waist.

"It's little I could do for you, avoid that abominable dirty injustice" Gisborne sputtered breathing a little hectic.

Martin looked up and met the bluish gaze of Gisborne, meeting again such gaze so deep and melancholy, such serene and challenging gaze that conveyed to him safely. Gisborne smiled sweetly at him and stroked his chin with subtlety lost in Martin's gray eyes.

Both came together from there to the freshness of the night. Inside the tavern the people living turned to night, after he beat the badly injured man.

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Final Note: Okay, first of all I want to apologize if I made mistakes. English is not my first language so I can make mistakes. Very sorry about that ^^

Anyway I hope you liked this little chapter that has been the introduction to this story which pretends to be so sensual, passionate and a little bit difficult sometimes :v

You'll see in future chapters how will be the development of the cute and sexy love between Gisborne and Martin uwu

Aww so perfect!

I hope you keep reading :3