A/N: So, yeah, my first fanfic and it ended up being yaoi. OTL
Anyways, since this is still a yaoi fanfic, I'll just do the regular warning. Don't like, don't read. If you hate my pairings, please keep your flames to yourself, lest Elena break your fire necklaces... or whatever element your necklace is.
Oh, and I don't own Grand Chase. KoG does.
So, if I didn't forget anything, carry on.
Prologue – Waking Up
"Nnn, aah! Don't-"
"Why not, Ronan? Don't you like it?"
"Haa, if you keep doing that, I, I'm-"
"Oh, you're almost there, aren't you?"
"Fuu! Aaaah! Hah!"
"Nnn, I want you, Ronan."
"AAAAAAAH!"
Ronan was unceremoniously woken up by thunder booming at his right. He yelped, falling off the other side of his bed, his long blue hair splayed in every direction. When he got up and looked at the far side of the bed, Arme was standing there. The violet magician was smiling, holding her staff with both of her hands in front of her.
"Morning, Ronan," Arme greeted him.
"Arme, what the heck was the thunder for? You could have used another sound for an alarm clock, ok?"
"Eh? But those don't work as well. Fear can wake up people pretty well, you know." She giggled. "Now get up, Knight Master's looking for us."
He sighed. "Fine. What does she need from us this early?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
Ronan looked to the window behind him, seeing the yet-to-brighten morning light. Note to self, never tell Arme another of your fears ever again, he thought. He stood up and started to fix his bedding, while Arme turned towards the door. But before she left, she turned back.
"Hey, Ronan," she called.
"Yes?"
"When I went here to wake you up, you were moaning and gripping your sheets."
He froze.
"Did you have a nightmare or something?"
"You could say something like that," he replied, almost inaudibly. He looked down, his mouth not smiling.
Arme's hands gripped her staff a lot tighter. Ronan could tell she was obviously worried. Nightmares were bad enough, but how he said it was altogether different. It wasn't just a normal nocturnal fright, at least for him.
"Don't worry, it's nothing," Ronan told her, smiling.
Arme could only nod alright, leaving the room wordlessly.
Ronan sighed. He figured Arme wouldn't be able to understand if he told her. She may be bright, but her emotions always get the better of her judgement. If he told her, she might not be able to handle it quite well. Yet, he knew he won't be able to keep this his secret for long. He must tell it to that person he confided in–for everything.
He went to his wardrobe to get a change of clothes and some bath items (especially shampoo). Even though he was being called by Knight Master that early he should at least make himself presentable. But, for her to have done so, a state of emergency must have been called. It would probably be about a massive flux of monsters in the forests nearby. But Ronan had a feeling it was graver than what he was thinking right now.
He looked at the sky outside his bedroom window. There was a big mass of clouds, dark and heavy. They were ready to burst forth a torrent of rain. It was the end of the autumn season, and as such, rain is not usually a good thing. And he had a bad feeling that it wouldn't be a short squall.
