Hello I'm a first timer here… and I love Fire Emblem to death! I'm a fan of most of the yaoi couples but Matthew and Guy are my favourite! I've read a lot of fics about them, especially those by RianneHime (please come back soon T.T) and… I just had this idea in my head for a while and thought I'd put it down on paper.
I do not own Fire Emblem, nor any characters that belong to Fire Emblem.
"HIYAAA!"
My heart leapt at the sudden outburst of noise as I quickly evaded what was approaching me. A sword skimmed the side of my shoulder.
"Guy!" I exclaimed. "Are you trying to kill me?"
"No", he replied. "I thought I was choosing when and where this fight was going to be."
"Yeah, but wouldn't it be honourable as a fighter to at least tell your opponent ahead of time?"
"Cut the crap. Remember your little night attack? I was unarmed, unresponsive and ASLEEP! At least now you're conscious and your reflexes are actually functioning."
"Well you got me there… But seriously Guy, you gotta be a bit more careful! If I had moved any slower to dodge your attack, your sword would have cleaved my skull in two."
"Anyone with the experience I think you possess would have sensed that attack long before, but who knows, maybe you're not a real thief." Guy always liked to tease me like that. He tried to anger me, seriously, he did, but I knew he was just too soft for those kinds of taunts, which I always managed to backfire.
"Well if you were real myrmidon, I wouldn't have heard a high pitched cry to alert me that an enemy was coming my way. Come to think of it, anyone in their right minds would have been smart enough to stay quiet if they wanted to surprise their foe!" I could see Guy was stumped, as I observed sweat beginning to appear on his face.
"But…" he began. He always stuttered when he knew he couldn't win. And usually when he couldn't win, he would resort to some sort of violent revenge. "Fine, I'll show you that I'm a true myrmidon!"
The next thing I knew, he was charging at me, sword in hand, his eyes locked on his target. Now this was something that happened quite occasionally and I was always prepared for it. I quickly drew my dagger from my sash and deflected his attack. Guy's sword met my counterattack with a loud metal screech and Guy, being the "true" myrmidon he was, lost grip of his sword, which went flying high in the air, rooting itself into the base of a nearby tree.
"M-Matthew!!" he protested. "Aren't we here to see who has the better sword arm? We'll never find out if you keep disarming me like that."
"Well, in reality, not everyone has a weapon at their disposal. You shouldn't take advantage of the luxury of always having a sword."
Guy paused. He seemed confused and rather intimidated by my wisdom. I could tell he was trying to make sense of everything. "Well, you're asking for it."
"What?" He caught me off-guard. Suddenly, he came charging towards me and head butt me right in the stomach, forcing me backwards onto the ground. A cross between a fistfight and a wrestling match ensued. I dropped my knife… just to prove that I was actually able to play by the rules.
We flailed, rolled about and threw punches here and there. It was quite a nice change from our typical sword fighting we did daily but it was rather difficult to tell who was winning though, as we were always just… very tangled up. But most of the time, I had Guy in a headlock… if that says anything. But as much fun as we were having and however much we wanted to keep going, our stamina reached its limit.
"I'm so exhausted", said Guy, flopping to the ground. I was panting heavily and I lay beside him, my face level with his chest.
"So am I", I added. "Physical combat has a whole new rhythm to it. I think it takes a lot more energy than when we use our swords. It requires practically every single muscle in your body."
"Makes me wonder", he pondered. "If one day I don't have my sword with me, what good will being the best swordsman in all of Sacae be to me?"
"Exactly. See, I'm training you well, aren't I?"
"Whatever Matthew… but it sure is tiring…" He yawned, raising his arms high above his head in stretch. I noticed the bottom of his shirt pass above his waistline, exposing some of his skin near his belly. It was quite… pale, compared to his arms and face, and something that I had never seen before. And it also looked very… squishy as well. Something propelled me to poke him there.
"HEY!" he shouted, as he cringed at the touch of my cold finger. He flinched very spasmodically and was instantly ten feet away from me.
"Wow, aren't you ticklish?" I chuckled. "Come here Guy… I won't bite."
"Stay away Matthew…" he warned. But I disregarded his threat. That overreaction to my small movement was incredibly satisfying. I had to have more. I drew closer to him and began poking him everywhere in his side.
Guy was a wreck. He was squirming, trying to get away from me, but always laughing uncontrollably, his face completely red. Well, at least I was giving him a nice stomach muscle work out…
"Matthew!!" he cried, trying desperately to cease his laughter. "Enough! Enough! Enough!"
He was getting increasingly defensive, and so I decided to cut him some slack. Instead of playfully torturing him, I resorted to a very short embrace. I thought it was a nice little way to conclude our routine fight of the day but Guy became very unusually silent. Suddenly too. Maybe it was a bit… awkward for him to be entirely underneath me with my arms around his neck. "Matthew?"
"I'm sorry", I admitted. "I guess it's just my way of compensating for all that tickling I gave you."
Later that night, after most of the camp had retired for the night, I sat alone near the fire, sharpening my knife. It had been very busy that day… besides the activities with Guy, I had had an early mission from Hector, scouting a new location for our next battle. Then I had to collect information from an innkeeper about what types of armies were passing through the region and then I had to purchase a few rare items from a faraway village with the member card that Merlinus was always reluctant to give me. Maybe he thought I would put it on the black market for my own financial interests…
"MATTHEW!!!"
What were with all of these surprising loud noises today!? I turned, my knife ready to deflect whatever was coming at me…
"What are you doing that for?" Serra, my fellow Ostian cleric was peering over top of my head, just butting into other people's business as usual. She flinched at the sight of my knife, which I quickly concealed beneath my cape in regret.
"Serra! Don't scare me like that." It wasn't like her to sneak up on me like that… Usually, I was the one who spied on everyone.
"Well, a true thief would have known I was coming", she proclaimed.
"Maybe you should go and … wait a minute, that's –"
"That's what Guy said?" she grinned, cutting me off, looking so proud of herself. She winked, very casually at me as well. Had she been watching us today? My eyes widened as I realized how humiliated I felt at the moment. "Bingo!"
"You were watching all that time?" I asked. "Since when?"
"I dunno, about the time you were talking about night attacks. I couldn't hear you guys all that well but I could sure see what you were doing! Including all that… physical contact you had with him, rolling around, wrestling and fighting each other like animals on the ground… What's the matter? Why are you so red in the face? It seems as though you are ashamed."
She was right. My cheeks were burning… and, I didn't know why I felt so embarrassed, but what she said next clarified why.
"So, you really like Guy, don't you?" It sounded as though she had been waiting to ask me that her whole entire life. "But seriously Matthew, I never suspected you liked men… especially after Leila… but maybe you are one of those people who swing both ways!"
"Hold it!" I screamed. "I do not like him that way… and quit chattering before it becomes gossip like everything else you talk about! We are but close friends, he and I." Serra was eying me doubtfully, her index finger touching her chin in wonder.
"Yes, Matthew… very close friends… close enough that you had to give him a giant man hug at the end of all that. Tee hee! He's cute, isn't he? I think so too! I'm on your side. But you TOTALLY love him to death!"
"Serra!!!" I yelled. "I am NOT gay! Could you please stop thinking that!? It's not true!"
"But you are! And you guys are so obvious too!"
"Quiet down! People might hear you." I was outraged. She was getting rather annoying by now, though it didn't look as though she were to be giving up anytime soon…
"Well, it wouldn't matter if it isn't true, now would it?" I paused, looking down, trying desperately to find words to reverse her way of thinking. "See Matthew? You do like men! Now it's okay to admit it. I know everyone else may be a bit uncomfortable if they knew, but I'm feeling extra generous today, so I won't be telling anyone about this! Well… maybe except for a select few of my close girlfriends."
"Well, you're not going to tell anyone anything! 'Cause none of it's true!" I was deeply frustrated with her and stormed away into the night before she could say anything else. I could hear her pursuing me behind her, calling my name, so I quickened my pace. Eventually, I lost her and I reached the tent that Guy and I shared. I was quite tired and was ready to get a good night's rest. I wondered if Guy was still awake…
"He's waiting for you", said a voice that was coming from behind me. I spun around and saw yet again the same little cleric I had escaped just moments ago. How did she do it?
"SERRA!" I whispered harshly. "Why are you still following me?"
"I know you share a tent with your lover, so I thought I'd find you here. And I got too tired of running, so I just used a warp staff to get here." She what? Those were only for special use on special missions! She was so… confident in what she was saying too, but completely ignorant of what I was about to do next.
"That's enough!" I said, grabbing her towards me with my hand covering her mouth. I pushed her head under my chin to immobilize her, which came to me as quite an instinct after the many victims I had treated the same way. I spoke to her very quietly, but severely. "We are not lovers. And watch what you say around him, it might very well ruin our perfectly normal friendship. So please, for the love of Elimine, do not spread rumours or make up any false pretenses!"
I could feel her head nodding up and down, her hands now grasping my arm. I released her and disappeared once more from her sight, but this time, away from the camp and into the trees where no warp staff could find me.
It wasn't just because of Serra that I slept in a tree that night, it was because I couldn't stay with Guy. After Serra's little accusation, my views had changed everything about him.
Thanks for reading! Please R&R, as it is my first time writing; constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated, as language is not exactly my cup of tea… This fic will hopefully be about 3-4 chapters long, I'll update soon!
