Title: Black Lace
Pairing: Stella/Noctis
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Author Note: Something that came to mind when I saw what Stella wears when she faces Noctis. Of course many FF females wear dresses or skirts. Like Tifa and Selphie
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy Versus XIII

He is honestly surprise about her choice of clothing.

He has always thought that dresses and skirts have no place on the the battlefield. Until he met her. Always dress in a short almost knee length black dress with a short sleeve white top over the black dress. The few times that he has seen Stella without the white top he realizes that the black dress underneath was sleeveless Thin strap but show a decent amount of cleavage.

Although he has to admit dresses has never seem to bother her to much when she is on the battlefeild. He has to admit their was a few time he could have sworn that he saw a glimpse of her panties. Black lace panties.

Very distracting black lace panties.

He has to admit that. It cause him to get a scar across his upper arm. He is only silently grateful that his friend's didn't seem to catch a glimpse of the lacy panties.

He silently supposes that even if their foe did catch a glimpse of them. It would probably be the last thing that they ever saw.

Stella is quite deadly and is currently the only person that he truly sees as an equal. Even now he isn't entirely sure if he could beat her.

He has to admit he never wants to face her in real combat. Sure they spare against each other from time to time. Usually when they have free time.

"Why do you wear a dress when you fight?" he questions studying the female leaning on the railing of the airship. Long golden hair blowing softly in the wind.

"Habit I guess," she replies after a long pause. "My family has always been formal. Although it does have it's advanges. With my postion in Tenebrae it was in my best interest to learn how to fight regardless if I was wearing a formal dress or skirt."

He nods in understanding.

"Besides," she continues, "No one will expect that I will know how to fight when I'm dress like this. I surprised you didn't I."

"You did for a second or two," he agrees lightly.

"If you ask me I think your more concern about someone trying to catch a glimpse of my undergarments than you actually caring what I wear on the battlefield," she replies. Pink gloss lips curling into a slight smirk.

"And you're not?" he questions back.

"If they do manage to catch a glimpse of it," she muse lightly herself, "It would probably be the last thing that they see."

Unless if their an ally

She wouldn't kill an ally right? Of course she might have a hard time killing him considering he usually beats her in all of their sparring matches.

"Why did you manage to catch a glimpse?" she questions. He can almost see a full blown smirk present on her face as his cheeks turn to a light red color.

"Perhaps," he replies.

"Did you enjoy what you see?" she questions.

"Who can say, it might have just been my imagination," he replies with a slight smirk.

Causing Stella to giggle lightly, "You defiantly saw."

"Well regardless I hope you dress appropriatelywhen we go to Conglacio," he remarks deciding to change the subject.

"Of course,"she replies. "I wouldn't want to freeze death."

She moves to go inside the airship knowing that she should get some rest before tomorrow.

"Oh and Noctis its red lace today," she calls back to him teasingly. He silently knows that his face probably brighten to a bright red.

She is definatly going to be the death of him. If she keeps this up.

-the end