A/N: Personally, I'm a Layfon x Felli supporter, but I kind of wanted to help this pairing a little.

Also, I can't help but somewhat think of how I listened to Breaking Benjamin's "You Fight Me!" as I wrote this… it seems to fit Layfon so well…

This takes place in Episode 15, only certain things don't happen.

He didn't understand this.

He simply let Nina release all of her anger towards him, his stupid mistake going through his mind at a slow rate.

He didn't mean to do it…

He didn't…

Feeling Nina, a girl a few years older than he was with golden hair and azure blue eyes, start hitting him harshly, berating him without even the slightest hint of mercy, he felt the feeling overtake him.

The sudden empty feeling inside him that seemed to eat away at the insides of his body, and even his very soul.

Layfon Alseif, a greenish blue eyed, dark colored brown haired boy of around the age of 15 felt it.

He felt an immense amount of guilt.

Her hits didn't really hurt him at all, but he strangely just wanted to actually feel the pain. Sure he could feel her hits scraping against his skin, but he didn't really feel it at all. Her words were the only things that actually did the damage.

He wanted to redeem himself of this mistake.

So when Nina finally stopped, he left quickly, walking to his room. As he thought of what to do, he changed from his military artist attire, getting into a slightly loose fitted black t-shirt, with regular matching pants. He put his Dite, weapons for Military Artists that could come in many forms, into his pocket.

As a powerful warrior, he felt that he did that out of reflex…

He sighed in a deep pit of despair, remembering his reason for coming to this city.

He glanced at the mirror in the strangely overly large room, walking to it, giving himself a bitter smile.

Thinking back, he thought about the pain he caused two people.

Both Meishen Trinden, a girl with jet black hair and green eyes who was both shy and always seeming very close to tears (and also the person he hurt) and also…

Layfon's bitter smile, as fake as it was, fell into that of a frown.

He looked at the reflection miserably, looking deeply at his own eyes, stepping closer. He remembered the person…

Gahard Baren. Another military artist who tried to blackmail him in the past.

Layfon still regretted, not what he had done, but the things he did that time.

He wished everyone could see it the same way he did… but evidently the world didn't see it that way.

And he also remembered what she had said… the ruler of his home Regios…

He looked down at his hands, sighing softly.

He wished he had never done those things in the past but…

He sighed shortly, slouching himself forward. He whispered, possibly to his own reflection, or probably no one in particular, in a tired, weary voice, "I guess I'll just always be…"

He heard something slipping under his door, and Layfon found a letter at the floor of the door, stopping mid-sentence.

He stared at it for several moments, his mind taking a moment to realize what it probably was.

He walked towards the letter, bending down and picking it up, opening it quickly.

As he read it, he found himself feel a slight glimmer of hope.

A light smile came onto his face, and he walked silently to the new destination he sought out.

He needed to redeem himself of his own mistake after all.

So he didn't mind walking outside that cold, brisk night, the sky, clustered with its countless white dots, watching him from above.

He arrived not too long later to a certain point on a highway structure, seeing the girl with her flowing black hair wear her light blue nightgown with a white jacket to keep her warm, of which came to her elbows, whereas her gown came to her knees.

"Hey Meishen," Layfon called, walking towards her quickly.

She turned around quickly, her face slightly red, "…h-hey Layton," She called him by the pet name she and her childhood friends, Mifi and Naruki, had given him. He had been against them calling him by that nickname at first, but they all seemed set on calling him that, no matter how he tried to protest, and he just gave up trying to change it in the end.

As he recalled this, he looked at her, and the smile that came crawling slowly to his mouth disappeared instantly.

"Meishen…" Layfon began, "I'm sorry about…"

"I-it's no problem Layton," she looked away from him.

"No," Layfon shook his head, "It isn't okay. From now on, I promise to eat all of your food by myself." Layfon gave her a smile, despite the ice like cold biting into his skin, feeling content when he saw the blush rise in her cheeks. Then he realized… "Wait, 'from now on' sounds a bit presumptuous doesn't it…"

"Ah…. Th-thank you Layton…" She gave a smile, but like her sentence, it trailed off somewhere else, her gaze looking away again, and it was obvious that she wanted to say something, but felt a great hesitation to do so.

"…was there something you wanted to tell me?" Layfon's smile visibly dropped into that of a worried one as he tried to help ease her shyness away, letting her come out of her shell a bit more, hoping to help her to become less… shy.

She started shaking her head but stopped mid-action, nodding slowly.

"What would you like to ask?" Layfon smile comfortingly, trying to ease her obvious feelings.

She looked away quickly again while looking down, mumbling something intelligible to herself, pushing her fingers together.

"Mei-chi?" Layfon said slowly, at a cross between trying to physically help her and trying not to frighten her too much. The end result had him with his hands up, as if trying to reach for her, but the hesitation to do so was so great that his hands barely even budged.

"Uh… well… I… I wanted to…" She began pressing her fingers together more forcefully and quickly, then said very quickly (and surprisingly loudly), "I want to know more about your past!"

Layfon's eyes widened for a moment, his nervous expression fading to that of one that was covered by his hair as he looked slightly down, "Why do you want to know that?" He hid his sudden ironic anxiety to get away from the shy girl before very well.

"I… I just wanted to become closer to you…" She began pressing her fingertips together again, earning Layfon's even more surprised gaze, "And I just… felt as though I needed to know your past in order to do that… like why you left Grendan… even when you were a Heaven's Blade Reviever…"

Layfon looked up at her, his blue eyes looking at her in complete surprise, but then he let his surprised expression fade into that of another bitter smile.

He really didn't want to tell her, but considering the situation…

He lightly sighed. It was only fair that he told her.

It was his turn to turn away from Meishen, swallowing the sudden lump that formed in his throat.

"'We mustn't remind people that we military artists are not human,'" He began, looking away sadly, "That was what the queen of Grendan told me before I left. I didn't understand it at the time, but now…" He remembered what he had done to Gahard… the way his heaven's blade dripped with the blood of his opponent… "Heaven's Blades are like monsters, able to use kei to a much higher level than other military artists. As I, one of those monsters acted against the laws set for military artists without even hesitating… If everyone inside of Grendan knew what I had done, there would be widespread panic." Layfon lowered his gaze even more, hanging his head, "So… I was banished from Grendan, with my life being at the queen's mercy." He smiled bitterly again, raising his head slowly and steadily, not stopping until his face pointed up at the sky, with its gleaming crescent moon. "I was, and always will be, a monster. So there's no shame in ever being afraid of me." He closed his eyes, lowering his head again, waiting for her reaction.

Her reaction however, surprised him greatly.

Hands latched onto his shirt, holding him tightly, the owner showing no signs of ever wanting to let go.

"I'm… I'm not afraid!" She yelled, increasing Layfon's surprise ten-fold.

He stared at her, reaching for her despite his Earth Shattering Shock.

Looking at her for a moment that seemed to last longer than it really did, Layfon smiled gently. So she was still with him… even after learning of his fearsome power…

He hugged back quietly, holding her in his embrace.

Then he felt her shivering.

"…you must be cold…" Layfon, now his usual cheerful and optimistic self again, started to guide her away from the garage, never noticing the pink flakes that hovered soundlessly behind them both.

However, a scream filled the area as a loud crash filled their eardrums.

Layfon whipped around, looking upon the highway like structure that was behind them, seeing it begin to collapse.

There wasn't time to think.

He picked up Meishen, and using his Dite, he yelled a command, "Restoration!"

A sword appeared in his hand, and he began running quickly, using his kei (a sort of power among military artists that allowed them to either increase their physical strength, or throw out bursts of energy in many different forms) to increase his speed, slashing and cutting through the now falling debris that continuously fell. Before long, Layfon saw the exit, and he pumped more kei through his body, speeding him up even more.

He barely jumped through the opening before he was crushed inside the remains of the highway.

He put Meishen down, looking her over quickly for injuries. Once he found none, he remembered the scream…!

"Stay here Meishen." He commanded quickly.

Then he spun quickly back around, using his kei to put an extra push into his jump. He flew through the air, then landed on top of where he heard the screams emitting from there. He used his Dite to break apart the debris that kept him from saving them, and as he dug deeper and deeper into the hole, he heard the screams grow louder.

Finally, he slashed through the last piece of debris, revealing a person he didn't know underneath. He picked her up quickly, a flake flying next to his head.

A voice resounded from the flake itself, "I just alerted the others. Try to hold her until we can get her to the hospital."

Layfon nodded grimly, turning to already see Nina, two of his other platoon members Sharnid, a typically laid back person who held his hair in a high ponytail, and Harley, the platoon's Dite mechanic, who wore his green hair in a braid that came down to his neck.

He ran to them, hoping to get the girl he found to safety as quickly as possible.

A/N: Chapter 1 Complete…

Any Constructive Criticism is greatly appreciated.