SWEET MERCY! –glomps the computer repair guy- MY COMPUTER FINALLY WORKS!
Sorry about the LONG period of un-updates. My computer had serious issues. –pokes- but they're all solved now. They seriously should have a computer psychiatrist. 3
Meh. –sweatdrop—I just realized what a lame ending I had on the last chapter. Forgive me for my incompetence. And this story started out bad. I mean, not the plot. My writing wasn't as good during the first few chapters as it has gotten. I mean, I think I've become a better writer.
Thanksyous, everybody, for your reviews and watches! It's what keeps me going until 1:00 AM every night!
And God Bless my Beta, who has the patience to deal with me and my slow typing! –glomps-
Sorry this took so long to update… my evil computer decided to shut-off Internet access. No yaoi for, like, a month! –pines- It was torture… I survived by reading D.N. Angel. I seriously think there's something going on between Daisuki and Satoshi. Or maybe it's my over reactive, Yaoi-filled, fangirl imagination. Probably a little of both. I mean, seriously! Have you seen all of the… suggestive… positions they have been in? Sheesh, you'd think they'd have to rate the book higher or something. Aaah, who knows? I've read #1-10. Is #11 out yet? I don't know.
And about the rather large amount of FlorinaxLyn in this chapter. It's… -gasp- YURI! –runs around in circles- Oh, no, NEVER!
Yeah. I had a hard time writing it. Hopefully, it doesn't reflect in my writing. It's my best Yuri scene I've ever written, I think. Ha. My ONLY Yuri scene.
There's also Yaoi in here, seeing as I'm a totally obsessed fangirl. I'm hoping to get some KentxSain in here. And perhaps more EliwoodxHector and MatthewxGuy, maybe… but MG was big in the last chapter, so I may wait a while. I might put some LegaultxHeath, but I'm probably going to wait until later in the story for that. There IS some RathxWil in here. I'll tell you that right now.
Everyone in here is a little OOC, because I haven't played the game/used supports/read fanfics on these characters for a while. My Internet was down, (which did wonders for my story writing-I got quite a few chapters done!) and I lost the FE gameboy game quite some time ago. I found it like… 2 days ago. Of course, it was in my coat pocket the whole time.
Anyways, everyone's a little spastic in here. Especially Kent.
Anywhoo, on to the story.
Okay, to recap, here are their personality changes:
Lucius has Karel's personality, Kent has Nino's personality, Sain has Eliwood's personality, Florina has Hector's personality, Legault has Florina's personality, Karel has Lucius's personality, Raven has Sain's personality, Matthew has Kent's personality, Serra has Raven's personality, Nino has Rath's personality, Jaffar has Wil's personality, Rath has Guy's personality, Eliwood has Jaffar's personality, and Hector has Serra's personality. Lyn, Heath and the Tactician didn't switch. If you don't understand why, go back and read chapter 2 again.
Disclaimer: I love Fire Emblem. And I also love Wil. And Sain and Kent. And Matthew. But, unfortunately, none of the things I just named belong to me. –sob- and the manga, D.N. Angel that I mentioned earlier? Yeah, I don't own that, either.
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Lyn awoke in the early morning to a shrill scream.
Out of instinct, she jumped up and grabbed her sword. Her first and only thought was, Florina!
Again, she heard Florina's raised voice, and it took a few moments to register that it wasn't in its normal panicky tone.
Striding out of the tent and into the clearing, she took a moment to survey everything in front of her. Raven had, apparently, taken his flirting a little too far. He was hanging off Florina, his arm entwined in hers. Florina had, obviously, gotten annoyed with him, and looked like she was seriously considering running him through with her lance.
Florina's eyes were boiling with anger, something you almost never saw on the small girl's shy face. She was attempting to stare down Raven, which was hard for her, being nearly half his size. (1) But, somehow, she succeeded. She wrenched her arm away from his, giving him a shockingly similar glare to the one Lyn wore when anyone got too close to Florina, and stomped off toward the tent that Lyn and Florina shared.
Lyn met her halfway, struggling to hide her laughter. Florina frowned at her, folding her delicate arms in front of her. She fixed Lyn with what she could have sworn was a halfhearted pout.
Lyn couldn't help it; she laughed. The expression on her friend's face looked odd. Hector's personality didn't suit her, but it sure as heck was cute.
Wait… What?
She shook her head wildly. What's wrong with me? Cute?
The lavender-haired Pegasus rider suddenly grinned at her, raising an eyebrow. "What's up with you?"
Lyn smiled at her. "Aaah, nothing. I was just… just thinking about what I walked in on the other day." She improvised. She didn't have to fake her cringe, however, as she remembered the sight of the other two lords, literally on top of each other.
"Aaaah."
There was an awkward silence, and then Florina asked, "Hey, we have some free time to kill, seeing as there haven't been any bandits around for days …" Lyn nodded, absent-mindedly. "So… yesterday, you said you wanted lessons on Huey?"
Lyn snapped to attention. "Oh… yes! Yes, I would."
Florina grabbed Lyn's arm and, grinning, began to drag her toward the temporary stables.
"Lessons start today, then! Let's saddle-up Huey!"
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Off in the corner of the camp, Kent and Sain were sitting next to the campfire. Kent, who had gotten Nino's personality during the switch, was chattering nonstop to an unusually impatient Sain (considering the fact that he had gotten Eliwood's personality).
"And, and, and, and Sain, guess what? Guess what, Sain?"
"What, Kent?"
"Florina said she would practice lances with me! She said she would after she finishes teaching Lyn how to ride Huey!"
"That's great, Kent."
"You should come, too, Sain!"
"Okay."
"Because you are the green lance." (2)
"Yes..."
"And then maybe you could teach me more, because I'm not very good at it, and—"
"KENT. You NEED to CALM DOWN."
Kent just blinked up at him with innocent eyes, and then suddenly-
"Okay! That's what Serra said earlier, which is weird, because she's usually, like, the reeeeally talkative one here, and lately, she has been all—"
"KENT."
"Okay, okay, I'll go find Florina."
And with that, he skipped off to the stables.
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Florina and Lyn were sitting on top of Huey.
Lyn's arms were flung around Florina's stomach, holding on for all she's worth. Florina had a slight snicker on her face, and she was holding onto Huey's reins with both hands.
Florina was preparing to take off, checking all of the straps, buckles, ties and knots around Huey.
"Lyn, are you okay? We're not even in the air yet, and you're practically smothering me…"
"Oh, yeah, uhh… r-right…"
She lessened her grip on the orchid-haired girl.
Florina grinned. She had done exactly what she had wanted her to do. She suddenly kicked off into the air, and Lyn screamed. She clutched Florina's midsection even harder than before, nearly knocking the wind out of her lungs.
Saint Elimine! She thought. No wonder she's such a great sword wielder, she's got the grip of a wyvern!
Florina suddenly grinned at the thought of what she had just done: compare Lyn to a wyvern. She wondered what Lyn would say if she found out…
With that mischievous thought, she kicked Huey higher into the sky.
Lyn bit her lip to suppress a scream. They were almost two hundred feet into the air! Surely, this couldn't be—
Lyn suppressed another scream as they rose higher into the air. They were so far up now that the air was beginning to bite at her barely-covered legs. (3) She felt Florina shift in her seat as they began their decent, and Lyn once again bit her lip; they were falling at an awfully fast rate—
Lyn screamed softly as Huey snapped his wings open at the last moment, just as he had done the first time she had ridden him. Florina grinned mischievously; she knew that her friend was petrified by the way she clutched her waist.
As they landed on the ground with a loud thud, Lyn tumbled off of Huey's back. Florina grinned as she watched her friend sigh from the ground below.
Lyn picked herself up off the ground, looking a bit green in the face. Florina suddenly noticed a dark streak of crimson running down Lyn's chin.
"Lyn, you're bleeding!" Florina frowned, jumping off Huey.
Lyn touched her lip, feeling a warm liquid dripping down it. She was bleeding from her lip down to her chin. Blood was running down her chin and dripping down her neck.
Lyn jumped, suddenly realizing the intense pain in her lip. She had bitten right through it when she was riding Huey. Wiping off the crimson fluid, she frowned at the long streak of blood it left on her hand.
Florina put a hand on her shoulder, and forced her to bend over so that she was eye-to-eye with her. She put two fingers on Lyn's lip, and frowned at the blood that flowed over them. It was bleeding too fast… she had to stop it somehow…
She suddenly smirked, and leaned closer to Lyn.
Lyn's eyes grew wide as Florina's lips pressed into hers, the metallic taste of blood seeping into both of their mouths. Florina's small, warm body pressed into Lyn's, and Lyn slowly pressed herself against the small pegasai rider. Lyn slipped her hands behind Florina's head, running her fingers through her orchid hair. Florina slipped her hands behind Lyn, running them down her back, tugging gently at her blue tunic.
They broke off the kiss only when they had both run out of air. Florina grinned at her friend. Blood now covered both of their mouths, and its sharp taste still lingered. Florina's tongue was red and sticky with it, and fresh blood was still running down Lyn's lips and chin.
"Feel better?"
"Yes!" Lyn breathed, eyes still wide with shock.
A few yards away, a red-haired cavalier squealed with delight. It was just so cute!
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"Sain! Sain, you'll NEVER guess what Florina and Lyn were just doing!"
Kent was dashing over to his friend after the encounter with Lyn and Florina.
"Unless they were doing something obscene, or hurting each other, I don't care."
"That's just it! They were practically making out, and blood was covering both of their faces, and—"
"WHAT?"
Sain jumped up, and began to run toward the stables.
"Well, you know, they're not kissing anymore…"
Sain stopped his mad dash for the stables, and sighed. "That's good; we don't want anyone else to see them like that… it might upset someone." (4)
Kent grinned. "It was pretty nasty."
Sain looked disgusted. "Really? What the heck did they DO?"
Kent cocked his head at Sain. "I meant the blood."
"Oh. Why was there blood?"
"Weren't you paying attention? It was covering both of their faces. It looked like it all came from Lyn, though…"
"Hmmmm… we should make sure that she sees a healer…"
"No… I think that Florina's got it covered." Kent grinned.
Sain frowned. "What do you mean?"
Kent's grin grew larger. "She was practically licking it off Lyn's lips."
Sain looked disgusted. "That's… sick."
Kent frowned. "What? If they love each other, it shouldn't matter… right?" He fixed Sain with an intense glare.
"Uhhh, right… but…"
"Is there anything they should be ashamed of?" he asked, quietly.
Sain almost missed the hurt look flash across Kent's face.
"N-No. Of course not. There's nothing to be ashamed of." Sain's attempt to soothe Kent seemed ridiculous.
The redhead paused, gave him a long, hard look, and then decided that he really meant it.
"Good."
He grinned, and skipped off toward their tent.
Sain sighed. Things were certainly odd around camp lately.
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Rath groaned. Wil had, once again, stalked him down, felt him up, ticked him off, and left him there. Rath couldn't believe his luck; Wil had felt him up three times today. Three times. Not that he minded, he- Wait. What?
He shook his head. Didn't mind? What was he thinking? Of course he minded, he- he was being taken advantage of!
Shaking his head and shoving the thought out of his mind, he hurried off to his tent to try to evade Wil again. The thought occurred to him, however, as he dashed into his tent: He and Wil shared this tent.
Realizing his mistake, he glanced around the small tent like a madman. Is he here? Where is he?
Their bedrolls… their bags… their bows, arrows and quivers… But no Wil.
He breathed a sigh of relief at the absence of the demented brown-haired archer. Thank Elimine.
He was about to collapse on his bedroll when he heard an all-too-familiar voice behind him.
"Hey, Rath."
Flux.
Rath turned his head towards the brown-haired archer standing in the entry to their tent, and sighed, almost nervously. "W-What do you w-want, W-Wil?"
Wil, for once, didn't grin. He frowned, fixing Rath with a look of pure concentration. "What, do you hate me or something, Rath?"
Rath blinked at him. "O-Of c-c-c-course I d-do!" What on earth was he thinking? He had annoyed him so many times, he had done uncomfortable things to him, he had… he had… It wasn't like he enjoyed it, or anything…
Wil sighed, and walked over to Rath.
"Why?"
"B-because y-you… you… you do things to me!"
"Like what?" Wil's grin was huge, and he obviously wasn't trying to hide it.
The question came as such a shock to Rath that he actually paused to think about it. Then, he came back to his senses. What hadn't he done!
"Y-you… you… you know what you did!"
Wil's grin grew almost demonic as he advanced toward him.
"St-stop! I-I mean…" He felt the sudden need to defend himself. "I-It's not l-like I enjoy it!"
Wil paused. He fixed Rath with an odd look, as if trying to bore through his skull and read his thoughts like a book.
He suddenly grinned once again. "I'll just have to teach you differently, then…"
Wil bent down over Rath, his eyes shining. Rath, unfortunately, couldn't take his eyes off Wil's; their dark brown depths were absolutely entrancing, dark with desire. Rath suddenly noticed Wil's face slowly coming closer and closer to his…
Then, suddenly, Wil's warm lips pressed into Rath's. Rath gasped. His eyes flew open, but he didn't withdraw from the kiss. He was paralyzed with… fear? Shock? Alarm?
Wil leaned forward so that his chest was pressing lightly against Rath's. Rath shuddered; he hadn't expected it to feel this good…
Wil suddenly sat up off Rath's chest, and looked at him strangely. Rath suddenly gasped. What was that sound he had just been doing? Making a sort of low sound in the back of his throat?
Oh, God…
He hadn't…
Just…
Moaned?Wil grinned at him, a slow, fiendish smile. It was as if he was saying, caught you.
He stood up, all the while grinning at Rath, and then left the tent as fast as he had come.
Rath sighed, his shaky breath coming out in gasps. Things were certainly getting complicated around here…
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Matthew was sitting on the top ledges of a tree. Well, sitting might be an understatement… he was clinging to the top ledges of a tree. He had been stuck there all morning. He had climbed up in a desperate attempt to hide from a certain myrmidon.
Several times he had debated with himself whether or not to call for help. His only fear was, however, that the myrmidon in question might be the one to answer his call.
What in the world had he been thinking? Last night had been purely a mistake… he kept telling himself that… all just a huge misunderstanding…. It certainly didn't mean anything…
He shuddered as he shifted his weight in the tree. The thing that had him confused, and slightly angry, was that he wasn't sure…
…Had he… almost…
Enjoyed it?
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Raven slowly sat up from his position on the ground. His leg was bruised, his face had a red mark (that strangely resembled a hand) across it, and he was smarting in a place that no man should be kicked.
Yes. He had, indeed, tried to hit on Lyn.
He, of course, couldn't help it. He had to make sure that no one knew, no one guessed, about—
His thought was cut off as he heard a shriek, followed by a short yell. He easily identified the shriek as Karel's; but it wasn't filled with its normal bloodlust; it was filled with…
Fear?
He jumped up and strode in the general direction of the shout. As much as he hated Karel, if he had shouted, that must mean that he was under attack. And, if he was under attack, then the rest of the camp probably was.
And the rest of the camp included his dear Lucius.
As he rounded the corner, however, he encountered an interesting scene. Karel was certainly in danger, but he immediately identified that Lucius wasn't.
Karel was dashing through the campground, clutching what seemed to be a light tome. His eyes were wide as he ran through the camp frantically, pursued by a crazed Lucius. He was wielding a healing staff, following Karel on a mad chase. Every once in a while, he would swing the staff, missing Karel by a few inches…
Raven couldn't help but grin at the spectacle. He leaned against his tent, cocking an eyebrow and watching the 'entertainment' with a snicker.
Raven's entertainment was cut short, however, when Lyn rounded the corner after dashing out of her tent at the edge of the clearing. Her hair was sticking up in all directions, and she was panting heavily. (5)
"What… in… the… WORLD… is going… on… here!" She demanded, through gasps.
Raven just shrugged, too amused by the sight before him to even consider a flirt attempt.
"Good GOD, this is the THIRD FIGHT I've broken-up today!" She exclaimed, striding in between the two.
She pushed in between the swordsman and monk, and she shoved her face up next to Lucius's.
"LUCIUS! Go. To. Your. TENT!" She shouted into the blonde monk's face, boiling in anger.
Even Lucius (who had gotten Karel's personality) cowered at the look Lyn gave him, and he slowly backed away from the green-haired Sacaean.
Raven sighed, swearing to himself to flirt extra-heavily with Lyn later, and grabbed Lucius's arm. Dragging him back to their tent, he pushed him in before him, and stepped inside their small tent.
"I don't know what that was about, but you got Lyn pretty angry. And an angry Lyn, (though still beautiful), is a very scary Lyn."
Lucius just blinked at him, looking like he had just spoken a foreign language.
Raven sighed, and translated, "Don't do it again."
Lucius just snickered, and leaned back against the side of his tent, eyes never leaving Raven.
This has gotten to be an interesting day.
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Squish. Tap. Squish. Tap.
Why me?
Squish. Tap.
I was just looking for Legault…Squish.
As harmless as could be…Squish. Tap.
And then…Tap.
I fell into a puddle of mud.
Squish. Tap.
And now…
Squish.
My boots are waterlogged.Tap.
My only pair…who did I kill in the past life to deserve this?Squish… tap.
Heath sighed. Nothing had gone right that day. It was just one thing after another, from his Wyvern eating his share of breakfast (by accident?) to Legault completely disappearing off the face of the planet… this just wasn't his day.
He sighed again. Where IS he!
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Unbeknownst to Heath, the thief in question hadn't, in fact, disappeared off the face of the planet. He was simply avoiding him.
Every time he saw the wyvern rider, he would squeak, abandon whatever he had been doing an instant ago, and dash away as fast as he could, much to the confusion of those unfortunate few in the general vicinity of Legault.
It wasn't just the fact that Heath was a man that scared Legault; it was the fact that he had a wyvern. Wyverns were big, ugly, loud, terrible, hideous, downright scary creatures, and Legault wanted nothing more than to simply avoid Heath for the rest of his days, and live happily ever after.
But there seemed to be a misunderstanding between himself and Fate, because, that wasn't what was happening just now. Heath seemed to be wherever he had been just a few seconds ago, always following him, close by at all times... The only way he could seem to avoid him was to hide out in his tent. Which was no longer valid, as of this morning. A few moments ago, he had seen Heath approach his tent, so he slit a hole in the back of it to make a quick escape. Heath could be seen, moments later, cursing as he stormed out of Legault's tent.
Legault sighed as he leaned against the tree. Why won't he just leave me alone? He thought, desperately. What did I ever do to him?
Heath was thinking along the same lines. Why is he so intent on hiding himself? What did I ever do to him?
Needless to say, just about the entire camp was frustrated by sundown.
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(1) Aaah, heck, I didn't really know. I just guessed. Whatever.
(2) For those of you who don't know, Kent and Sain are often referred to as the Green Lance (Sain) And Red Sword (Kent).
(3) Seriously, have you seen her outfit? Talk about skimpy. And just think about that thing… on a horse. Er… OUCH.
(4) Aaaah, the ever-present chivalry of Eliwood. Or, in this case, Sain with Eliwood's personality.
(5) You pervert! That's NOT what I meant! Wow, I should probably change the wording on this, shouldn't I?
Wil: What the heck? I'm a total pervert in this story!
Pyro: Well, yeah, that's the idea…
Anyways, did you like it? I'm fairly satisfied with this chapter; I went through five or six drafts of it. w0ot. Everybody cheer for Pyro.
Not entirely sure if that small LynxFlorina was good. (It was kind of bloody, too…) I will be adding more in the future, never fear. I rather enjoyed writing it. They're an interesting couple.
And about the conversation following the LynxFlorina scene, between Sain and Kent? No idea what that was. It was hard to write, though. Maybe it was an intro to their yaoiness? You never know. It could be significant.
Kent: You wish.
Pyro: I most certainly do
There will be more KentxSain later. I guarantee it.
And the Raven and Lucius part? Noooo idea what that was about, either. I didn't know how to end that section (except for the two screwing each other into the carpet, which won't happen… yet), so I just ended it like that. --;; Sorry about that.
Well, I was right about the period of non-activeness, was I not? I haven't posted for quite a while. Yes, I am finally back. I begged and pleaded my parents to buy me a new router (as I am broke, and they only cost about $30) and finally, we prevailed. Yes! More fics from Pyro! ;; (Is that a good thing?)
Reviews are loved! They help me keep writing. I will probably stop writing if people stop reviewing. And yes, that's a threat. –grins-
Wil: Please? Do it for me? –puppy pouts- I want her to do a RathxMe fic next!
Rath: Oh God, kill me now…