Womble: You guessed it, I do not own Fire Emblem


--B Support--

Lyn shook her head as the person she was looking for turned and walked off down a side corridor. Since the siege of Ostia Guy hadn't turned up to their sparring sessions and when she had tried to talk to him he had always managed to disappear. She wasn't going to let him get away this time so she hurried after him.

"Guy! Guy!"

The green-haired swordsman kept walking as though he hadn't heard her. Lyn gave a frustrated growl and ran to catch him, grabbing him by the shoulder and spinning him to face her. The swordsman tried to show surprise but it was obviously fake,

"Oh! Lady Lyndis! Good morning. How are you today?"

His voice was cheerful but Lyn wasn't in the mood for polite conversation,

"Why are you avoiding me? And what's with calling me Lady Lyndis?"

Guy was confused, she was a noble lady and he was an unspectacular swordsman from the plains, surely she wouldn't want to have him around her and weren't nobles supposed to insist on being called by their titles?

"Well, er…I thought that…er, as you are of noble birth you would rather spend time with the other Lords and Ladies of the camp rather than spar with me."

Lyn gave a small smile; it's not because of me! At least not directly…

"What rubbish! Where did you get that idea? I've really been enjoying our sparring; I think you've taught me a few things about my own sword skills actually!"

Guy's face lit up with one of his broad smiles that he seemed to unleash whenever his sword skills were praised, which was more often than he would take credit for.

"Really! Great! I...I mean thank you Lady Lyndis...I, um…"

Lyn gave him a raised eyebrow and a look of mock aggression,

"Guy, if you call me Lady Lyndis again I'm going to get angry, so don't."

"Okay Lady Lyndi…oops."

Guy's face turned downwards, cringing.

Lyn gave a heavy sigh and shrugged her shoulders, oh boy! Not him as well…

"Never mind. Guy will you please stop avoiding me. I didn't tell you I was a noble for a reason; When I sparred with you I wanted to be sparring as plain old Lyn of the Lorca tribe. I really don't care about being a noble. I enjoyed our sparring as you treated me with the courtesy of one Plainsman to another, with a respect for each other's skills. I could escape from this war and be back in Sacae. That and I really liked seeing your enthusiasm for your sparring, it's refreshing to see someone who wants to learn to use the sword so badly that they'll put everything they have into it. So come on, spar with me?"

"Right here, right now?"

"Right here, right now."

Guy's looked up at her, eyes serious now. He pushed a strand of hair from his face and rested his hand on the hilt of his sword,

"You bet!"


Womble: Well, here's the B support. Sorry it took so long. I'd like to ask for some help: I'm not sure whether to make this end in Romance or Life-long friendship, so if you have an opinion on this let me know. Thanks to all those who've reviewed, you're why I keep typing! If you haven't reviewed...the button's just down there...you know you want to.