And so begins my second fanfiction! Currently I am updating my Sain and Florina fanfiction so I felt as if I would post this to appease anyone who was reading the other one and on top of that after recently playing Fire Emblem Sacred Stones and I felt this pairing was very well done. And… I basically won the game with these two…. And Joshua…. So ya! I hope you guys enjoy the first chapter… psssttt its not a oneshot…. If you enjoy this story please check out my Sain and Florina story… it may be a bit worse because I feel like I have improved my writing over time. Anyways, please enjoy! Ill be doing the weekly updates and everything just like my other story.
FORWARD!
Oh right disclaimer…. I don't own any rights to fire emblem… sadly…. I will take my revenge for this though….
Artur opened up the flap of his tent and stepped into the cold evening breeze; he took a step out and looked up towards the stars that dotted the black sky. He needed to take a walk. He walked past the smoldering fire and heard two people chatting in low voices, he saw Eirika and Innes sitting on logs and talking in low voices. He turned around and saw Ephriam lurking in the shadows nearby, listening closely to their conversation. Artur laughed to himself, Ephraim certainly would not take his sister and Innes's newfound friendship very well. Artur thought to himself "Speaking of "friendships" wasn't I out walking just for that reason?"
Artur walked quickly away from the camp sight just slowly enough to hear the shouts of Innes, who was probably being threatened by Ephraim; he crossed the crest of a hill and passed out of the sight of the camp. Artur walked over to a nearby pond and sat on a log underneath a willow tree, he began to think out loud.
"Hmm... Do I really love her? But.. She's been my friend ever since I was a child. Why would anything change now? Bah, monk training never prepared me for this..."
He sounded like her now and he knew it... Always expecting to be prepared for everything... He smiled and thought of her, her purple hair... Her amusing and somewhat narcissistic outlook on the world... He isn't even know what he saw in her but he felt something, that was for sure..
He sighed and leaned back on the log, it was an odd feeling, he'd never loved anyone before...
"Bah how am I sure it isn't just affection... Maybe I just care about her.. A lot..." Artur wondered why he was trying to convince himself it wasn't love... Wasn't love a good thing?
Artur yawned and sat up... "I guess this is the last place I want to fall asleep isn't it, I should probably head back, I've been gone long enough."
Artur put all of his willpower into standing up and succeeded... Barely... He began his walk back to camp, sleep tempting him.
She noticed Artur as soon as he left his tent, she quickly but silently ran into her own tent and grabbed her purple journal and quill, and began to follow him silently, her padded boots made almost no noise... "Because I designed them that way... Because I'm a genius" she thought with a smile.
Lute was about to engage in her favorite activity, monk-watching. Which essentially involved following Artur and taking notes on his actions, his walks were particularly informative of his personality.
Lute silently followed Artur into the cold night, some may consider it stalking, but she preferred to think of it as an... Observation of the monk's strange habits. When Artur arrived at the pond and sat on his log, Lute silently crept behind a tree and began to listen in on him...
"Hmm... Do I really love her? But.. She's been my friend ever since I was a child. Why would anything change now? Bah, monk training never prepared me for this..."
Hmmm she wondered "Artur has another childhood friend... And he loves her?"
She felt an emotion that she had never really felt before... But she had certainly read enough to know what it was... Jealousy.. She brushed the feeling away momentarily and instead opted to take notes on Artur. She was writing furiously
"When monk is faced with emotional concept such as love, he begins to toil as seen by his deep thought, however, sometimes when he's deep in thought he goes into moments of temporary bliss, presumably about this love if his... Who I have yet to learn more about.."
Now she scribbled her own feelings down.
"I seem to be experiencing an emotion which I have never experiences before, i believe I have read about it in the book "43 ways to understand human emotion," judging from the book I seem to be experiencing a thing called jealousy.. Which I have never experienced before because I am in fact.. The most intelligent person on the earth. This has led me to the conclusion that I must be jealous of this girl Artur seems to have affection for, which in itself is absurd because it's not like there is a chance she is a better mage than me. I am left wondering what It could be about... Is there a possibility I could be jealous because Artur has affection for her? The very concept sounds almost foreign, but it is realistic for one who has known a friend for a long time to develop feelings for said friend.. Could I be experiencing my jealousy because I have feelings for Artur? How strange.. I suppose only time will tell."
Lute put down her quill, oddly enough, the page had been written on with a shaky hand... She closed her journal and put the quill down, Lute felt a slight pain in her wrist, she had been writing furiously, she rubbed it and pondered her predicament when she heard Artur stand... She felt as if it was a good time to archive this data anyways... She snuck towards the camp and attempted to go a different way than Artur, it would defeat the purpose if he knew he was being observed.
Artur heard a branch crack and he snapped out of his exhaustion and spun around..
"Who's there?"
Lute stood perfectly still, hoping not to be seen.
Artur was no fool though, pulled out a lightning tome and read from it, he flung the spell into the nearby trees.
"Owwww! That hurt Artur!"
Artur rushed over to where he hit and saw Lute sitting on the ground rubbing her elbow, the surprise from the spell was enough to knock her over but not enough to actually hurt her. At first he began to help Lute up but then he realized something... All of the color drained from his face and he practically froze in the spot...
"Were you here the whole time Lute..."
She nervously chuckled..
"No... I was just..., coming out to practice my magic..."
She wasn't the best liar.. But she hoped Artur would buy it.. He didn't...
"And I suppose this little purple book is an elfire tome then eh?"
He picked it up and Lute tried to grab it away.
"No! Don't read that! It's my data! It's confidential! Your not allowed in it!"
Artur held it away and began to read it..
"Monk watching... LUTE! Have you been spying on me?"
She sighed, there was no chance of evading him now.
"Ermmmmm,... Yes?"
Artur was both baffled and amused... Until he got to the last couple pages.
"OH PLEASE DONT READ THAT!" said Lute, practically begging him to stop.
Artur read through the feelings of jealousy and nearly busted out laughing at the irony..
"You really can be oblivious can't you Lute?" he tossed her the journal.
"What do you mean by that?" she was confused.. She hated it when Artur played mind games with her.
Artur gave a slight chuckle and began his walk to camp... Leaving Lute scratching her head.
"It has been a pleasure to see you tonight Lute!" he called back to her.
"Wait! Artur come back here!" she took off In a run after him, when she caught up she walked with him..
"What did you mean by calling me oblivious?"
He wanted to tell her right there, but he decided against it, he didn't think she was ready to know.
"Oh nothing you need to know..."
He noticed her getting frustrated... a frustrated Lute was a very dangerous thing...
"Artur... If you don't tell me I swear I will throw elfire at you.."
"Oh... Worse reaction than initially expected" thought Artur. "I better get out of this... Why does she always need to know everything about everyone?"
"Come on Lute.. Don't be unreasonable now... How about i give you some time to think about why you were oblivious and if you can't figure it out I'll tell you later?"
Her look softened, Lute could be patient when it came to learning something.. "Besides" she thought "It's a better alternative to burning him."
"Fine Artur, you have a deal... But I don't want you to hold out on me alright?"
Artur smiled... He'd avoided a horrible fate... For now...
"So are you going to try to sneak off again or do you want to walk back to camp with me?"
She thought for a moment. "Okay that's fine.. You won't try to take my journal again will you?"
Artur smiled warmly to her. "If it keeps you here with me I have no problem with it."
Lute was rather suprised at the response... It was strange for Artur to talk like that and yet... She could swear she felt her heart flutter for a second..
She mumbled under her breath "I have some serious thinking to do when I get back.."
"What was that Lute?" asked Artur.
"Oh nothing.. Nothing at all.."
"Bah! It's so annoying when you do that! See your no better!"
She gave him a playful shove...
"Tell you what, I'll tell what I was thinking when you tell me what I was oblivious to?"
"Fair enough.." said Artur, "If you lie to me though I'm going to hit you with shine.."
Lute laughed arrogantly
"You're going to shine light at the most studied mage in the world?"
Artur chuckled
"No.. I'm going to hit you over the head with the tome.."
Lute cringed at the thought.. That thing was thick... it amazed her how he carried it around all battle.
"Ohhh.. I thought monks weren't supposed to be unusually cruel.."
That was her attempt at humor... Recently she had been trying to work on her more... Emotional side would be the best way to put it..
Artur found the joke hysterical.. So she assumed she was doing a pretty good job..
They arrived back at the camp, Innes, Eirika and Ephrain had already turned in for the night, upon parting ways Artur turned to Lute.
" It was really nice seeing you tonight Lute... You are really fun to be around.."
Lute smiled a little. "Ya.. It was fun seeing you too Artur... I enjoyed your company."
The two parted their separate ways and Lute entered her tent... She put her journal away and instead toiled over what she was feeling earlier...
Artur entered his tent... Slightly irritated with himself for not telling her, but he wasn't willing to beat himself up over it.
Hope you enjoyed it.. I liked this first chapter a lot personally.. next one will be out next weekend. AND FEEL FREE TO GIVE SUGGESTIONS ON MY WRITING AND OR GIVE ME SUGGESTIONS ON WHAT TO WRITE NEXT! DO THIS PLEASE!. Also review and if you have a good story about fire emblem feel free to tell me about it, I will probably read it. Next chapter is coming in one week! Have a good week.
