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The next day was no better for Kent, either. He still didn't quite understand what had made his friend act like that. As he watched Sain flit from lady to lady, pulling the man back by the scruff of his neck when necessary, his mind continued to wander.

The weather was still quite chilly, but in some places the snow was thinning. Spring was near, just around the corner really, and Kent breathed it in.

"Lovely day, isn't it?" Someone nearby remarked. Kent glanced to his right, but there was no one in sight. When he heard the polite cough, however, he realized the speaker must be walking. Face flushed with embarrassment, the knight glanced downward to see Eliwood, a Lord of High Standing. He nodded, trying to relax. Sain had no problem around important people, but Kent was certain he wasn't meant for interaction with high class. Too many things to remember and ideals to uphold around them, it made his head spin. However, if Lord Eliwood was a friend of Lyndis, he would try to be socially acceptable.

"Indeed, Lord." He smiled downward. Eliwood chuckled.

"No need to be so formal. Everyone else calls me Eliwood." The truly red haired man commented. Kent sighed.

"Perhaps." He said. The Lord looked angry.

"I'm sorry. If you're uncomfortable, call me what you like. Please, I'm no different from you on the battlefield. Truth be told, I don't like fancy titles" Eliwood confessed.

"Eliwood." He said as a way of responding. After all, the lordling was right. All warriors were commanded by the tactician, during a battle. "I wouldn't say that around Lord Hector. You would never hear the end of it." Kent finished. Eliwood laughed.

"I'll keep that in mind. He makes fun of me enough for standing on ceremony. What would happen if he found out I didn't care?" Eliwood asked. They shared a smile.

"It. . . it is a nice day, though. Nearly spring." Kent said, trying to apologize without admitting it. Lord Eliwood wasn't so bad. The slighter man laughed.

"It is. Saturated with new life and love, this air is." The redhead said. Kent blinked.

"So it would seem. . ." The knight muttered. Eliwood tried to engage him in conversation, but it became clear the knight's mind was elsewhere. Finally he admitted defeat and wondered away.

Kent's mind was spinning. Love: perhaps that was the issue? The very idea seemed utter folly; Sain in love? Was the man even serious enough for that? He could barely commit to a pair of boots!

"Sain, are you in love?" Kent asked. Sain, already preparing for bed, jumped. Slowly he turned to stare at his solemn companion.

"Why do you ask?" He ventured. Kent bought some time to answer by pulling off his tunic, leaving only his undershirt to cover his chest. His bed was getting too warn as of late, but it surely wasn't warm enough to take any blankets off. Sleeping tunic-less was hardly a problem; after all, what was the point in modesty within the security of one's own tent?

"I can just tell." Kent said. Of course, he had no idea. This was merely a stab in the dark on Sain's odd behavior, (which seemed to be grating on Kent's nerves more than he would like to admit) and an improbable one at that. That's what Kent told himself, but he certainly didn't believe it. Sain laughed, and mussed Kent's hair. The dust from a week's travels rose, and Sain coughed.

"Kent! You are taking a bath, next Inn we reach!" The hyper knight shouted. Kent blushed, pushing Sain away.

"Leave it. Horses kick up a lot of dust." The somber knight growled.

"True, true." They sat in silence, and Kent remembered their earlier discussion. Before he could even ask what Sain had laughed about, the cheerful knight answered for him.

"You're right, though."

"Not just about the horses?" Sain chuckled.

"Not just about the horses." Sain confirmed. Kent pondered this new development, ignoring the sinking feeling in his stomach. That probably had something to do with the trouble all this was going to cause him. Probably.

Sain was in love.

How would it affect them?

"Who's the lucky lady?" Kent asked. He had a strange urge to find out who he was up against. Sain smirked, his eyes sparkling. It had been a long time since Sain had been so honestly happy, Kent noted. That was worrisome.

"Guess."

Kent fell off his (makeshift) chair.

TBC

a/n- (hides face in shame) I know, I know. It's short. My brain was hurting, give me a break! I shall probably have my next chapter of "Dissension" up (my SasuNaru fanfic) before I post the next chapter here. Fear not, faithful readers, for I have almost the entire story already written. So I will finish it. Eventually

Thank you to all my fabulous reviewers!

bladegryphon- (smiles back) Thank you so much! Of course. Here it is, the next chapter!

Artic- (smiles happily) Thank you so oddles as well. (blushes happily) I'm glad you like my fluff.

K-Gforever- Thanks for the positive comment. However, I can't really ensure there will be a whole lot of plot. This is defiantly going to be fluffy as heck. Sorry if you were hoping for plot twists. . . (sighs) It is rather short, isnt' it? I was considering making it a big one-shot, but I got lazy.

bob lemon- I know, Kent/Sain is one of my favorite FE pairings, although I don't know why. If you're having trouble viewing the next chapter, look at the url. You can usually manipulate it to find the next chapter, or just come back later.

Maxx Darklord- (blushes with joy) Thank you so much, I agree completely. The FE fandom could always use some good yaoi.

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The Tainted Rose- (blushes) You're to sweet! I hope you liked the rest