Author's Note: Yay, Star Ocean rules. I had this really great idea for a fanfic, but I started writing it in the middle. This is the beginning, but I don't have anything after it yet. There will be some Ashton/Precis romance later on, cuz they're just so adorable together ^_^. Yeah, anyway, I wrote this scene during the bus ride to a marching band competition. It's amazing what you can come up with when you're sugar-high and stuck on a bus for 3 hours with a whole bunch of crazy band people.

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Ocean. If I did, the anime would be out in the US already.

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"The doctor said that we made it just in time," Claude told his friends, who were gathered for dinner in the common room of the Weeping Hawk Inn.

"So Rena-'nechan will be okay?" Precis asked him as Gyoro grabbed a biscuit off her plate. Claude nodded as Ashton scolded the dragon.

"It's too bad poor Rena darling got sick like this all of a sudden," Celine said. "In her condition, she can't use her healing power on herself. And she was even the one who suggested that we come here for the winter carnival."

Claude sat down in the one empty seat at the round table, between Leon and Ashton. "I feel like I should stay with her tonight and tomorrow, just in cast the doctor needs any help, or if Rena needs any comfort." Absently, he fended off Ururun's attempts to steal the piece of chicken Celine had served him. "The doctor said she'd recover in a day or two, but I can't help but worry...."

Celine fed the blue dragon a scrap of her own chicken wing to keep the dragon from bothering Claude. "It's okay, we understand how you feel about Rena, Claude-darling." He blushed slightly, but kept his eyes on his plate.

Ashton watched Claude as he finished off a hamburger. He could imagine how worried Claude must be about Rena. Ashton knew that he would feel the same way if anything were to happen to Precis. He glanced at Precis. Yes, he knew he'd worry day and night, even if Precis didn't care.

Precis noticed Ashton watching her, and shifted nervously in her chair. It always bothered her when he did that. She wasn't sure why, but she definitely felt much safer around Claude. Trying to distract herself, she took the bowl of raisins from the center of the table and threw them to Ashton's dragons.

Gyoro ate the first raisin after it landed on the table. The second bounced off Ashton's forehead before the red dragon ate it. Precis lobbed the third raisin a little harder, so it hit Ururun, catching the other dragon's attention. Ashton sighed and ducked as Precis tossed a whole handful of the morsels into the air.

Welcoming the distraction from his worries, Claude smiled slightly and set a cracker on top of Ashton's head. The Crest swordsman rolled his eyes and sighed again as Ururun grabbed the cracker.

Leon threw a strawberry that Gyoro caught out of the air. Celine tossed a chicken bone. Ururun and Gyoro each grabbed one end, and began to fight over the bone. Ashton sweatdropped as a handful of raisins rained down on his head.

"Ne, Ashu, can't you catch too?" Celine asked as she threw a scrap of meat at him. Gyoro immediately bent down and devoured it.

"I'm not hungry anymore..." Ashton muttered, failing to be amused by the flying food.

Leon used his spoon to flip another strawberry at the two-headed dragon. Ururun blew a small cloud of frost at it, freezing it solid. Precis tossed a raisin over Ashton and the dragons to Claude, who caught it in his mouth. He grinned at Precis and placed another cracker on Ashton's head. Ururun nabbed the cracker as Gyoro pecked at Ashton, trying to get the raisins out of his hair.

Ashton sat up, scrubbing his fingers in his hair. "Don't make them go for my head, guys! That hurts."

Just as he raised his head, Leon sent another spoon-launched strawberry flying at Ashton. The berry hit Ashton, and everyone else laughed as Ururun ate it off the table. Celine flicked a clump of rice from her spoon, and little frustrated tears appeared in the corner of Ashton's eyes as Gyoro licked the rice off his face.

"Cut it out!" he whined, trying to defend against the food his companions were throwing at him. Gyoro and Ururun snapped up the crackers that Claude fed them, showering crumbs onto Ashton's head and shoulders. Leon dipped a strawberry in whipped cream and spoon-catapulted it at Ashton. It skipped off the top of his head as he ducked, leaving whipped cream in his hair.

Ashton stood up, putting his hands on the table. "This isn't funny! Stop it!" he yelled. Celine, laughing, pelted him with more chicken scraps that Ururun ate while Gyoro licked at the whipped cream. Ashton held his hands up as Leon flipped another strawberry. Precis threw the last of her raisins at him. Frustrated and embarrassed, Ashton kicked his chair over and stalked up to his room, trying to ignore the laughter as Leon hit him in the butt with one last strawberry.

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Well, here you have it: the first chapter of my fanfic. I'm not totally happy with the title so it may change. Sorry about all the Ashton-bashing, all you fellow Ashton fans, but I thought that this was the best fic beginning I've ever written. Besides, I'm allowed to beat him up a little if he's my favorite character, right? Well, I have a lot more of this written, and hopefully I can get it up soon. Please review!