Aaand my first complete story! A response to the people who reviewed:

Lord Destroyer: Yay, another supporter! *bro fist* Anyways, no Chrom does not punch Robin after Emmeryn's sacrifice. Just something from my own imagination to show how bad Robin (or my character anyways) is bad with words.

Mzr90: Thanks for reviewing, mate! All will be revealed in this final chapter ;)


The bright morning sun shone through the fabric of Say'ri's tent, irritating Robin's eyes and forcing him to wake up and start his day. The young grandmaster yawned as he rose into a sitting position, trying to rub the sleepiness out of his eyes. It took him a while before he realized that…he wasn't in his tent, but then he recalled spending the night to comfort Say'ri and listen to her tales of her home land. It was strange, but he could not recall falling asleep even when both of them had the intention of staying up all night.

"First amnesia, now short term memory loss." Robin grumbled to himself. He felt something stir next to him and he glanced back at Say'ri, whom was sound asleep under the covers. She was mumbling a little in her sleep, but Robin was still able to catch some words, especially "Yen'fay."

"She still dreams about her brother." Robin sighed. "At least she isn't having a nightmare."

Robin remained in the bed and continued to watch as Say'ri slept. She shifted again and rolled onto her side, clutching a human-sized lump in the bed. Robin raised an eyebrow at the sight, more so when he noticed that it wasn't him she was holding on to. Curious, he reached for the covers and slowly pulled them back, revealing a sleeping Morgan curled up next to Say'ri's frame. The sight was so astounding that Robin could not contain his reaction.

"M-Morgan?!" He blurted out. "What are you doing?"

At this, Say'ri and Morgan were both startled out of their sleep and instantly sat up in the bed. It was then that Say'ri realized that Morgan had, at one point, came in and spent the night as well. She and Robin both stared at the young woman, their gazes demanding an explanation.

"Uh, I was sleeping! But now I'm awake!" Morgan chuckled. Robin exhaled sharply, which immediately chased off Morgan's amusement. "What? You asked what I was doing."

"Morgan, I…I meant why are you here? And more importantly, when did you get here? You can't just walk into other people's tents when they're sleeping, much less get in the bed with them."

"Uh…" Morgan turned and looked at Say'ri. The Chon'sin princess didn't look angered or annoyed, just stunned. "Well, I knew you went to Say'ri's tent, but you didn't come back for a long time so I decided to see what was keeping you. When I found you and Say'ri asleep, I just didn't have the heart to wake you up and take you back to our tent. But…I don't like sleeping alone so I just decided to get in the bed with you guys. The floor was uncomfortable."

Robin didn't respond; rather he just looked at Say'ri with a repentant look on his face. Morgan looked at her father and mimicked his expression.

"Anyways, I'm sorry I came in your tent without your permission, moth…I mean Say'ri." Morgan apologized. "It was more of an instinct than choice."

"It's quite alright, no harm done." Say'ri replied, though she sounded as if her mind was in another world. "Uh, did you have a blissful sleep?"

"I did, thanks! Huh, it's strange. This is the first time the familiarity warmed my heart…I like it."

"Familiarity?" Robin asked. "Do you remember sharing a bed with your parents?"

"Eh just you, Father. I don't really remember Mother…but when I was sleeping against Say'ri last night I thought, 'hey, this is like déjà vu.' And her presence was just so familiar, I felt that maybe I had moments like these in the past, sleeping with you and Mother."

The weight of Morgan's words were starting to sink in and Say'ri was half-shocked and half-excited if the young girl was signifying what she thought she meant.

"Morgan, are you implying that…that I am your mother?" Say'ri asked.

"Uh, I dunno. My hair color matches yours. But it's not just that! For some reason, being with you last night gave me a sense of security in my heart…like something I would have with my mother. I feel drawn to you in a way that is more than just allies. I know it's not a strong argument and I don't have a lot to back up my claim…but something is making me believe that you are in fact my mother!"

Robin and Say'ri looked stunned at each other, at Morgan, then back at each other as the realization was made clear.

"S-Say'ri…" Robin stammered. "This means that in the future, we…"

Say'ri blushed. "…so it seems. In that case I should tell you…that I've found someone whose heart is home…he is truly the one who I would rather spend the rest of my life with."

At that moment, time seemed to stop as Robin replayed those words again and again in his mind. Hearing Say'ri admitting her love for someone hit Robin's heart harder than a wooden sword against a window, and it took all of his willpower to keep an indifferent expression on his face. Despite the sudden emotional turmoil in his chest, Robin still attempted to get some words in.

"Say'ri, I…you…well, I'm glad you've…already found someone." He whispered, still sounding crestfallen. "I hope he treats you well."

"Huh?!" Morgan exclaimed in disbelief. "I'll lose my existence! Father, you were too late!"

To their surprise and confusion, Say'ri snorted with laughter. "Ha, the way you two reacted at the news! No, Robin. That person I was talking about…I was meaning you. I realize that I no longer feel alone whenever you're around. Even though Yen'fay's death traumatized me, you were still there with patience and open arms, ready to comfort me along the rough trail of grief. I…I admit that I am still mourning and…and...oh, why do I have to cry now? But…ungh… as long as you are…are…beside me, you give me strength to stand on my own…I…I…ungh, forgive me…I love you…Robin."

"Oh, Say'ri, I love you too." Robin smiled and wiped Say'ri's tears away. "And know that, no matter what happens, I'll always be by your side. Through good times and bad…"

"Aye...and in sickness and in health…"

"And by the powers vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife!" Morgan cut in. Say'ri and Robin gave her an odd stare, making her shrink back in embarrassment. "Well…you practically gave your wedding vows just then. And in the bed too; Father, I'd think you'd have more class than that!"

Robin laughed. "We'll go back to Chon'sin together and make it official there. I've always wanted to see a cherry tree."

"And I shall be glad to stand under them with you…" Say'ri proclaimed. "As your loving and faithful bride."

The tactician smiled as he pulled out his neck-chain that had a ring strung on it. "I bought this at the market the other day. I thought it would look nice to wear around my neck, but now I think it would look even better if it was worn on your finger."

Say'ri smiled and held out her right hand expectantly. Without hesitation, Robin slipped the ring on her finger; to his surprise, it was a perfect fit.

"It's beautiful." Say'ri commented. "I shall cherish it always."

Robin grinned and turned back to face his daughter, whom seemed quite mesmerized at the moment. "Morgan, I think you're forgetting something."

"Eh?" Morgan tilted her head in confusion. "Forgetting what?"

"Well, think about it. We gave our vows, the ring, now what's supposed to happen next?"

"Huh? Oh! You may now kiss the bride!"

Robin and Say'ri chuckled at the girl's antics and then faced each other, desire longing in their eyes. Slowly, their eyes shut as they came ever closer together…closer…and closer…till their lips met in a passionate kiss.


Meh! Cheesy ending is cheesy, but I'm glad to get this idea off my mind and into my computer. Thanks for all who followed/reviewed! Hopefully this will inspire any silent Say'ri/MU fans (you know who you are ;P) to start writing for this pairing, and I seriously hope ya do. Plus you get Say'ri!Morgan! (IMO, Say'ri is a great mother for her, besides the stats). Well, till next time!