A/N: This is the first chapter of my first story in this genre. Oh and I'm not from an English country so forgive me for making mistakes. I never thought that I would write such a story, but now I do and I myself are rather curious about how it will end. So please be kind for me.

Warning: This is a Merthur story and M rated for obvious reasons. Will include violence, forced and romance. So don't like then don't read.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, not Merlin or Arthur... only my own mind.

Arthur tapped with his fingers on the table while he had a still white piece of paper in front of him. He just wasn't able to concentrate on his work as his eyes were only set on... on... He screamed in his head, he couldn't believe that he felt this way, especially about his own servant.

Yes, he admitted it. He was in love with Merlin, his own servant. He had been since he first met Merlin all those years ago, but it was only recently that he admitted it to himself. Not that he had told the raven this, how could Merlin ever feel the same about him.

But even when he didn't admit that he was in love didn't change his feelings for the younger man. Especially since he was scrubbing the floor with those movements, up and down... He had to look the other way. Okay Arthur, concentrate on your speech for the court.

It where Merlin's soft words that shook him out of his thoughts and he looked up seeing that his servant stood in front of him, how he hoped the man didn't see his blushing cheeks. 'Are you alright?'

The king rolled with his eyes. 'Of course I'm fine, you idiot!'

'Prat.'

'Do you want to clean my socks again?'

Merlin shrugged. 'As if I had any other choice.' The servant ignored the glare Arthur gave him and stared at the blank paper under his hand. 'No inspiration? I could help.'

How Arthur longed to hug the man in front of him, why was that idiot always so kind to everyone? Now he just threw his arms in the air. 'Fine, but remember what kind of honor it's to write my speech.'

'Of course, you dollophead.' Merlin just answered and took Arthur's place behind the desk.

Merlin had just settled down on the king's chair when someone knocked on the door. A rather nervous looking servant came inside. The young blond boy bowed before his king. 'Your presence is asked, my lord. Sir Guy has arrived.'

A bright smile spread over the king's face. 'Tell him that I will be there soon.' The boy bowed again and left the room. Arthur turned on his heels and glanced at his servant. 'Merlin, forget the speech and bring me a clean shirt.'

Surprisingly Merlin did what he was told, finally, and got up before helping the king in another shirt. 'Who is Guy?'

'An old friend of mine.' He fell silent for a moment before adding. 'Guess you haven't met him before, he left just a few weeks before you arrived here in Camelot. He's a strong fighter and I'm sure that he will be a great asset to Camelot's knights.'

Merlin smiled at him. 'Let's hope so.'

Arthur glanced once more at his servant before they left his chambers. The king quickly walked through the hallways, his mind screaming in excitement as he had missed his old friend.

Not long after he gave his old friend a manly hug as they slapped each other on the back. Guy was a tall, he was longer than Arthur, brunette with brown eyes. A long scar ran over his eye and cheek which made him look rather dangerous.

'It's good to see you again, Sire.' Guy said with a wide smile on his face.

'Yes, it has been far too long.' He guided his old friend with him inside. 'Tonight we will have an feast in your honor, but you must be tired, so for now rest.'

'It has been a long ride, indeed.'

The king smiled at him before turning back to Merlin. 'Merlin, I want you to help Sir Guy settle in.'

'Of course, my lord.' The servant answered in a far politer way than normal. But at the same time Arthur felt as if a shard pierced his heart when he heard Merlin speak to Guy. 'If you would follow me, Sir.' He just didn't know why.

Arthur looked as his old and his new friend walked into the castle. Soon Gwaine stood next to him, placing an hand on his shoulder. His own head snapped around to face the brunette. 'Are you sure he's okay?' The other asked worriedly.

The blond narrowed his eyes by that question. 'Why would you ask me that?' He knew how protective his knights were about Merlin, but this was kind of absurd, Guy was an old friend of him.

'I just have a bad feeling about him.'

'He's my friend.' The king snapped to him. 'Don't doubt my judgment.' With that the king stormed off.

Merlin let Sir Guy inside the knight's new chamber and the man looked pleased around. 'I could get used to this.' Guy said as he sat down on his bed.

The warlock glanced at the man. He was curious about what the man was like. He knew how much of a brat Arthur had been when they first met and if this man was the same as Arthur back then... he hoped that that thought was a wrong one.

'Boy.' Merlin was brought back from his thoughts. 'Boy, tell me your name.'

'It's Merlin, Sir.'

The large man narrowed his eyes and stood up from the bed. 'That's an interesting name, you don't hear that one very often.' The raven could feel his heart beating faster as the man came closer towards him. The man suddenly grabbed his chin and Merlin froze in shock. 'Hmm...' He then just released him and Merlin stumbled back. Guy just grinned at him as he asked. 'Could you get me something to eat?'

'... O-of course Sir.' He answered in shock and almost ran out of the room.

His mind went almost crazy as he didn't know what to think of the man's action, but the only thing he was certain about was that he felt uneasy around the man. He paused once as he let himself rest against the wall, his heart racing as he tried to calm himself down.

He flinched away as he felt an hand on his shoulder, almost falling to the ground, but luckily he was caught. His head snapped around and he looked straight in Gwaine's warm brown eyes.

'Are you alright?' The brunette asked in a concerned voice.

Merlin quickly got out of the man's arms and straightened his back. 'Of course I'm fine, you just startled me.'

Gwaine narrowed his eyes as he didn't seem to believe those words. 'What do you think of that Guy?'

The raven bit his lip. 'I'm not sure, it just feels uneasy around the man, I don't trust him.'

Gwaine nodded in agreement. 'Yeah, I feel the same. Be careful, okay?'

Merlin grinned. 'I will, see you later.' With that he left the knight behind, hurrying to the kitchen. He knew how protective Gwaine was of him and he didn't want his friend to worry about him.

As he returned to Guy's chambers with the food in his hands he knocked on the door. Guy opened it with a wide and somewhat wicked grin on his face. 'Good, you can set it down on the table.'

He nodded to the man before placing the food down on the table and turning around to face Guy. His hands were shaking and he quickly hide them behind his back. 'Uhh... so is there something more that you need?'

Guy didn't answer and Merlin took that as a sign that he could leave, but as he walked towards the door he felt a strong hand on his shoulder. The man roughly turned him around and the raven stared with shocked eyes at the man. 'I didn't say that you could go yet!'

'I am sorry.' He mumbled to the man, to shocked to say more.

But instead of letting him go Guy shoved him into the wall. He groaned as his back hit the wall with a rather large impact. He was just paralyzed as the two of them stared into each other's eyes, the larger man wearing a wicked grin on his face. Guy's other hand reached upwards and brushed over Merlin's cheekbones. 'You're rather cute, you know that?... So do you provide other services besides serving.' Merlin gasped as he started to realise what the man had just asked, but before he could even answer a pair of hard cold lips were pressed against his own.

Guy pushed Merlin further against the wall as he didn't let go of the warlock. Merlin, who snapped out of his paralyzed state, starting to push and hit at the other man's chest. Not that it was much help as Guy was far larger and stronger than the raven. He could feel his magic just beneath his skin, but feared for what releasing his magic now would do.

Not that Guy was really happy about the raven's reaction. He released Merlin's lips and body and took a step back. The warlock sank to the ground in shock, not really realising what had just happened.

Guy stood dark and large in front of the warlock, who himself sat on the ground, and Merlin just felt fear spread through his mind and body. Then he heard Guy speak in a dark voice. 'Now you're allowed to leave.'

With that Merlin jumped up and ran out of the room.