Ahoy all.
In an attempt to lift me out of my self-imposed hiatus which is a product of lazininess, writer's block, and a lack of motivation, I wrote this.
Short Mia/Ivan fluff.
ENJOY!

Mia can't help but grumble under her breath as she stumbles into the clearing Isaac and Garet had cleared to set up camp. She had scraped her leg during the last battle, nothing serious and nothing that anyone needed to concern themselves about, but it was sore and very difficult to walk on. Worse still the day had left her drained of her Psynergy, still unused to this travelling lifestyle the boys seemed so used to.

She sat down on a small stump that was thankfully not to noticeable to have already been claimed by Garet, and it would mean she might get a chance to look at the wound without anyone else worrying about her. She especially didn't want Ivan to see, as she had used the last of her Psynergy to heal a nasty gash in his right arm. She didn't want him thinking that it was because of him that she was going through this.

As if on cue though, the young blonde appeared beside her looking troubled. Mia tried to wear her best smile, despite the constant sting radiating through her leg. Next she knew Ivan was crouching down next to her, looking at the leg in question and simply said, "Show me."

Mia tried to insist there was nothing wrong, that there was no need for concern, but Ivan was really having none of it, "Mia, c'mon. You've been limping for a while now. Just show me."

Mia merely nodded and rolled her robe up just enough to expose the scrape. She felt a little silly upon seeing it, it was nothing more than a scratch, it wasn't even bleeding, and it only had a small bruise around it. Ivan merely smiled up at her and produced a vial from under his cloak. Mia looked into his eyes for a while before realising he was asking permission. With a quick, curt, nod, she gave it.

Ivan beamed to her and tipped some of the healing potion onto a cloth, before dabbing it along the stung, but Mia was more than used to it, and seeing as she cured people for a living and usually had to put up with it, whining about it would have been hypocritical. Besides, seeing Ivan glance up at her with that little worry that he may have been hurting her was so sweet it was worth it.

Within a minute, Ivan was wrapping the small cut up in a bandage, which really wasn't necessary. Mia wanted to say they should save the bandages they have for actual cuts, but she didn't want to spoil the moment. Ivan exhaled and beamed up at her gladly, gesturing to the wrappings. Mia examined them carefully, just to see. She moved her leg around a little, the pain was mostly gone and the bandage held in place nicely.

"Thanks, Ivan." She said softly, smiling to him as she let her robe fall back down around her feet.

Ivan chuckled and scooted into the small amount of space left on the stump, "You shouldn't worry about us so much. We need you as well you know."

"Yeah, but…"

"My arm wasn't that bad. A few herbs and a bandage would have kept me together until you got your Psynergy back."

"But…"

"Stop. Okay?" Ivan said, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, "You neglect yourself and we'll all pay. So just… take care of yourself, okay? I'd hate to see you hurt again."

"Thanks, Ivan." Mia said, before quickly placing a very chaste kiss on his cheek.

Almost instantly Ivan's cheeks flushed a red to rival Garet's hair. He cough once, twice, and maybe more, before awkwardly excusing himself, saying something about helping Garet hunt for food. A statement not helped by the fact that they had gotten hurt by going hunting in the first place. Mia giggled as the red-faced boy hurried away, he was so sweet sometimes.

Well, there you go.
Hope you enjoyed it, and if you leave a review well, that'd be just lovely.

Your friend and writer,
Droory