Chapter 5; Day 1

Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long since I've posted; I haven't had wifi since Thursday. There are some OCs in this story because they need a full sized(ish) band, but they're not going to take main character roles (probably). Okay, hope you guys enjoy!

I do not own Fire Emblem Awakening

Sumia owned a cozy apartment a few blocks away from the school. Itheld a living room, an adorable kitchen, one bathroom, and onebedroom. Her new friend bashfully informed her that they'd be sharing a room, probably because she thought Robin would have a problem with it. The white haired girl simply smiled and assured her that she was looking forward to sharing it with her.

The rest of the evening was spent weaving through Sumia's closet for clothes and what-not, so that Robin could last at least a week without wearing the same outfit over and over again. Afterwards, the two girls ordered take-out and watched some of movies that she claimed were classics.

Robin didn't realize that she had dozed off until Sumia woke her up with a scream," Oh my goodness, we're going to be late!"

She watched as her roommate fluttered about the room in curiosity," Late for what?"

The brunette stuck her head out of her bedroom," Band Camp, of course! Here!" She tossed a pair of black shorts and a cream T-shirt at her," Get dressed, we need to leave ASAP!"

Robin nodded frantically and flew into the bathroom to change. She had only switched her clothes once over the past three days, so it was refreshing to be able to switch some things out. Her excitement
immediately died down when a wave of pain rolled throughout her torso. Her eyes slowly skimmed her body, and when she found her upper arms and stomach covered with darkening purple bruises, she gasped. Her stomach churned anxiously as she traced some of them, wincing as she did so. No wonder she flinched every time someone touched her; She had been beaten before she lost her memories.

"Robin, are you done changing?"

"Almost!" She blurted, quickly swiping on the clothes. She pulled her sweatshirt on top to hide the marks and give her a sense of security. As soon as she was done, she tied her sneakers and ran out, trying to erase the image of her swollen body out of her head," Let's go!"

Sumia frowned and motioned towards her sweatshirt," You're going to get hot with that on."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine!" She grabbed her new friend's hand," We're gonna be late!"

This managed to distract her from further questioning," You're right! Here, can you carry our backpack so that I can steer the bike better?" Robin nodded and took the object from her, strapping it on her back. As soon as Sumia grabbed her bicycle, the two ran outside and mounted it. Robin hopped on the back and kept a firm grip on Sumia's shoulders," Hold on tight!"

That was the only warning she got, because a second later they took off at top speed. Robin squeaked and tightened her grip on her friend, watching in a mix of awe and terror as the world around them turned into a blur," We're going a bit fast, don't you think?!"

"We'll be late if we go any slower-CAR!" The bike took a sharp turn, narrowly avoiding a jeep headed their way. They pulled back on the sidewalk just in time, causing several people to jump out of the way," There! We made it! Are you okay, Robin?"

"We almost died!"

"Yes; Almost."

By the time they had finally reached the school, the girls had dodged at least three cars and almost ran over several pedestrians. While Sumia was very good at riding and steering her bike, the fact that she was going faster than most of the cars caused her skill to be a bit dulled. On the bright side of things, they ended up being arriving five minutes early.

Lissa, closely followed by Maribelle, giggled at the two's frazzled expressions and appearances," You two look ridiculous!"

Sumia giggled and locked her bike to the rack," We were running a bit late, so we rushed to get here. Right, Robin?"

"I never want to get on that thing again!" She replied shakily," We almost died!"

"Yes; Almost."

Maribelle made an appalled face," You ladies should straighten yourselves out before people start rumors."

Both girls turned a bright shade of red," Ah, yes. I think I'll do that right now."

The blonde chuckled at their flustered expressions," Actually, Chrom was looking for you Robin. You might want to stop by and see what he wants."

She nodded, trying to calm her frenzied hair," I'll be right there. See you guys in a bit!" It wasn't that hard to find her fellow drum-major. He was sitting on top of the podium in the band room, filing through some of the drill," Hey, Captain!"

He greeted her with a grin," You don't have to call me that. I'm not one for titles."

"Everyone else calls you-"

"I know, I know. It just feels weird if you do it, because we're equals here."

Robin shrugged and sat next to him," I see your point," Her eyes fell on the travel mug next to him," I thought you said you hated coffee."

His eyes widened in realization," Oh right, I almost forgot! Lissa accidentally made too much of this vile stuff, so we tried our best to recreate your special concoction," He held it out to her, a faint splash of pink kissing his cheeks," If it tastes bad, you don't have to drink it all. Actually, you don't have to drink it at all if you don't want to-"

He was tripping over his own words again. Robin giggled and took the cup from him, effectively shutting him up in the process. He watched in a mix of hope and utter agony as she brought the cup to her lips," Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Uh...well...The last time I made you mad, you hit me with a book."

She frowned," Are you saying that you want this to taste bad?"

"Of course not!"

"Then there's nothing to worry about," Robin assured. She tentatively took a sip of the coffee and immediately sputtered in surprise. He had given her the impression that it was going to taste horrible, but instead, she was greeted with something that tasted almost gourmet," Oh my gosh, this tastes awesome!"

Chrom jolted in astonishment," What? Really? You're not just being nice to make me feel better about myself, right?"

The white haired girl titled her head," What would either of us gain from that?" Something about what she said made him light up like a Christmas tree, and she couldn't help but smile herself," So, what did you need to talk to me about?"

"Oh yeah," He straightened his papers and set them down on the other side of him. He traded them for a singular sheet with several names on it," These are the band members. You've already met most of the section leaders, but you don't know Nowi and Olivia yet. Nowi is the Percussion's first chair, while Olivia is the captain of the colorguard team," She nodded, signaling for him to go on," Okay, so starting with the flute section, we have Lissa, Maribelle, and Markel. Markel normally plays the oboe, but-"

"Oboes aren't allowed to march because of the double reed."

"Right-Hey, how did you know that?"

Robin furrowed her eyebrows as a fuzzy feeling crawled it's way back into her head," Uhh, I'm not sure."

"Hmm...Oh well, we have time to figure it out later," He continued," As I was saying, Sumia is the head of the Clarinet section, but Ricken is second chair. He's a freshman this year, but he joined the band in 8th grade because of his high skill level. There's a few other clarinets, but you'll catch their names later. Virion is our alto saxophone, and this year, we've been stuck with Gaius as one as well. The only reason he joined was so that he could get out of doing community service, so keep an eye on that one."

Robin crossed her arms huffily," He's using band as a way to get out of work?"

"Yup."

"I'll be sure to watch him closely."

Chrom nudged her playfully," Oh, I know you will. Going on, we have Cherche as our French Horn, but she plays the mellophone during marching season. You've met the two red-headed trumpets already, but Hewitt is our third chair. He's...well, a bit dull and isn't one for
emotions. It's pretty hard to hold a conversation with him, but all in all, he's a good guy. There are some other people in the section, but they don't talk much and tend to follow whatever orders you give them. Personally, I think they're scared of Frederick," Robin giggled," Going on, there are the trombones. Stahl is first chair this year, and Libra is his second in command. A word of caution: Libra is a boy, not a girl. I learned that the hard way. I've also heard that we have a foreign exchange student coming in named Gregor, which is cool since we don't have many people looking to join the band program. Bryony is the only girl in the section, and while she is a bit mopey, she is a phenomenal player. Stahl would have some competition for first chair if she wanted to challenge him, but she says that she's not much of a leader."

The white haired girl pointed to the section on the paper next to the trombones," Those are the tubas, right?"

"Nope, they're the Baritones. Much to my displeasure, Vaike is the first chair. Frederick thought that he deserved it and all that, but I think that he's going to lose his instrument after the first two days. There's a freshman named Donnel joining him, but I don't know much about him other than his name. To the right of them is the tuba section, lead by Kellam. Hadlee is also a freshman that is going to play tuba as well."

"He must pretty dedicated if he's willing to carry something twice his size around."

Chrom shrugged," Who knows? Maybe he's huge and the tuba's the thing that's small."

She laughed at the mental image," Okay, so what about the percussion?"

"Like I said, Nowi is the section leader and plays the tenor drums. Lon'Qu joined yesterday, and due to his experience on the drums, I'm going to put him on snare. We have Erick on the bass drum because he has a tendency to drop his sticks all the time and it's really annoying. Unfortunately, they're the only percussionists we have this year, because most of them either graduated or dropped out."

"Yikes. Do they play loud enough to carry the band?"

He cracked a grin," Nowi does."

"Good...I think."

Chrom motioned back towards the paper," Okay, so the only person not on here are Olivia, the color guard captain. Sadly, she's the only one on the team, so until further notice, she's on baton and rifle. If we manage to gain at least one more member, we can add some flag work into our drill."

Robin frowned," Poor Olivia."

He sighed," It's better than having a bunch of inexperienced people stumbling along to keep up with her," He glanced up at the clock," It's about time to call them in. The schedule is sectionals in the morning until 11:20, then we eat lunch for 45 minutes, and then we practice as a group until 5:00. Afterwards, some of us will usually get dinner together. Want to come?"

"Are you sure that your friends want me to be there?"

"Of course! They'll love you," Chrom assured. She blushed slightly, and was eternally thankful when he ignored it and continued on," During sectionals, we usually float around and check up on the other
students or work on our own stuff. I figured that we could use today's time to give you a crash course on drum majoring."

Robin gave him a thumbs up," Sounds like a plan!"

"Good! I'm going to go call them in. You can stay here."

"Actually, can I-" She stopped and watched as he ran out the door. With a huff, she seated herself on a nearby stool," Never-mind."

"Never-mind what?"

Robin held back a surprised shriek, but couldn't stop herself from falling off the chair. Before she could hit the ground, a firm hand reached out and caught her hand pulled her back up. Once she steadied, she found herself face to face with a maroon haired boy," Sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on you like that," He apologized," My name's Markel."

"I'm Robin. You're the oboe player, right?"

He held up the thin case in his other hand," I'm a flute until marching season's over, but yeah. You see, oboe's can't-"

"-march, I know."

Markel rose his eyebrow curiously," That's interesting; usually people that I talk to hear the word oboe and think I'm talking about homeless people. Are you an oboist?"

She bit her lip sheepishly," Hehe...about that; I have amnesia."

"But you think that you played the oboe before you lost your memories?"

That was new. Usually when she revealed her lost memories, people would give her a pitiful look. It was refreshing that this kid didn't react the same way," Yeah, I think so."

He smiled," Well, that's cool! I haven't had a fellow oboe before. I usually just count myself as a flute because we play in the same key and usually have the same rhythms. I'd be glad to stay after someday and introduce you to my instrument."

She sucked in an excited breath," Really? You'd do that?"

"Sure, I'd be happy to! We just gotta tell my younger sister beforehand," By this point, kids began to file inside," I've got to return to my section, but I'll talk to you later! It was nice to meet you..."

"Robin."

He nodded cheerfully," It was nice to meet you, Robin."

She gained a few friendly waves from those who recognized her, but overall gained curious stares. It was a relief when Chrom and Frederick finally re-entered. Her fellow drum-major settled himself next to her and granted her a reassuring smile. Frederick walked onto his podium and cleared his throat, effectively silencing everyone," Welcome students. My name is Mr. Warry, but you may call me Frederick. As you have probably guessed, I am your band teacher. Behind me are Chrom and Robin, your drum majors this year," Said duo waved," For those of you who have been in the program before, it is good to see you again. As always, I greet newcomers with open arms and high expectations. With that out of the way, I'd like to have our drum majors make their introductions and give you the schedule for today."

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Robin and Chrom spent the entire duration of sectionals pouring of drum major material. She absorbed all of the information like a sponge, eager to learn as much about the subject as possible. In the amount of time that they had been given, she had learned how to read music (Chrom said that he suspected she knew how to before she lost her memories), how to conduct, and skimmed over the concept of marching.

The white haired girl smiled in satisfaction as she reviewed her progress," I think I get it all. What should we learn next?"

"Next?" A new voice chuckled awkwardly. The red haired girl from yesterday (Cordelia, was it?) seemed almost anxious," But Mr. Warry said that it was time for lunch."

Chrom's eyes widened in surprise," Already? Wow, I guess the old phrase is right; Time flies when you're having fun!" He sent the girl a grin," Thanks for giving us a heads up, Cordelia! I wouldn't want to miss out on lunch!"

The cornet player nearly fainted on the spot," Of c-course, C-Chrom!"

"Come on, let's go," Much to her shock, he scooped Robin's hand in his and pulled her up. Honestly, she should've been used to it by now, but the fact that this boy was so comfortable around her made her feel warm and fuzzy. He lead her out of Frederick's office and made a quick stop to get his lunch-bag before guiding her outside.

As soon as she stepped foot on the grass, Sumia and Lissa pounced on Cordelia and her, separated them from Chrom, and lead her over to a group of girls. The only face that Robin recognized was Maribelle, who sat protectively by Lissa. Sumia took it upon herself to introduce everyone else," Okay, so you already know a few of us, but I don't think you've met...hmmm...oh, Olivia!"

A girl with cotton-candy-colored hair turned a bright shade of red," W-What?"

"This is Robin! She's my roommate!"

A girl with blackish-violet and dark clothes rose her eyebrow," So you finally suckered someone into moving in with you?"

Sumia pouted," I didn't do anything bad, Bryony. She volunteered...after some convincing. Here, I packed you a lunch," She handed Robin a lunch bag," I didn't know what you liked, so I put a few different options in. Here, sit down!"

Robin followed her suggestion and positioned herself between Sumia and Olivia. Cordelia seated herself on the other side of the brunette and sent Robin a sharp look. She rose her eyebrow in return, curious to why the redhead might be cross with her. Did she recognize that her sweatshirt was Plegian like Raimi had? Robin cringed at the thought.

"So," A clarinet player started," You seem pretty close with Chrom."

"Yeah," She replied aimlessly while twirling a blade of grass between her fingers," He's had my back ever since I woke up in this field without my memories."

The girl narrowed her eyes at her," Amnesia, huh? That seems pretty far-fetched."

Lissa didn't waste any time throwing a carrot at the girl," Hey, there's no reason to pick on her, Marie! I believe her."

"That's because your entire family is too forgiving," A pale haired teenager whispered. Her friend beside her giggled, causing Lissa to shrink slightly.

Maribelle, on the other hand, would not stand for it," If you have something you'd like to say, you might as well say it so that we can all hear."

The girls' eyes widened in fear," I...Uh..."

"We were just talking about how Robin throws herself onto Chrom," Her friend blubbered," She should respect his personal space!"

Robin couldn't help but feel relieved that the criticism was aimed back at her instead of Lissa. Still, it was entirely confusing why all of this anger was directed at her. Had she done something to set them
off? Suddenly, it became blatantly obvious. She scanned the two teenagers before dryly saying," You're in his silly fan-club, aren't you?"

"It's not silly!" Cordelia blurted. As soon as she realized her mistake, she covered her mouth hastily and turned almost as red as her hair. Sumia patted her shoulder comfortingly and sent Robin an apologetic look.

Bryony hugged her knees and sighed," Why is it that we always end up talking about Chrom? Why can't we talk about...I dunno, clouds or something?"

The girl from earlier, Marie, snorted," Who in their right mind would-"

"That cloud looks like a bumblebee," Robin interrupted as she laid on her back. Bryony blinked in surprise, and looked even more astounded when her drum major patted the spot next to her," No wait, it's changing into a...Uh..."

The mopey girl laid down next to her and scrunched up her face," I think it's a turnip."

Lissa decided that this game was much more to her liking and dissed her brother's fan girls to join the other two," Nuh-Uh! It's totally a frog!"

"Frogs don't have wings, Lissa."

"Those aren't wings; they're flippers."

The pink haired girl from earlier spoke up," I think that the one over there looks like a ballet slipper-sorry, I hope that you don't mind me joining-"

"Of course not!" Robin assured," The more the merrier!"

Soon, many of the other girls began to join in; Sumia managed to coax Cordelia to play the game while Maribelle settled herself next to Lissa. Chrom's fangirls huffily exited, making false claims to try and upset Robin. Said girl just brushed their comments off and spent the rest of the lunch period staring up at the serene sky.

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It was hot.

The sun mercilessly beat down on Robin as she conducted on one of the smaller podiums, trying to follow Chrom's example the best she could. Unfortunately, her sweatshirt was attracting heat like a lamp would attract flies. Sweat rolled down her face and would occasionally trickle onto her hand. She could feel that her tank top underneath was soaked.

Soaked. Water.

Gods, she really needed some water. Why hadn't she thought to bring a bottle? Even the freshmen had. Without warning, her head started to pound. Robin groaned quietly and ignored the slight eyebrow raise from Markel. She had to push on, even if it meant working through a silly...silly...

What was she thinking about again? It had something to do with...something. Was it the fact that her heart was beating far too rapidly for her liking, or just that she was really thirsty? Why couldn't she remember? In fact, why couldn't she remember anything? Her breathing was becoming staggered, much to her chagrin, and her legs felt like jelly. The last coherent thought she had was that she needed water.

Then everything went black.

Markel, who had noticed his new drum major's odd behavior, threw his flute to the ground and dove forward to break the girl's fall. Lissa yelped in surprise and followed suit as quickly as she could, placing Robin's head in her lap. Chrom looked about ready to help as well, but Frederick sent him a sharp glare," You need to control the band while we figure this situation out."

"But-"

"Chrom," The teacher pleaded. The blue haired boy frowned, but eventually gave in and nodded. Frederick sent him a grateful smile before joining the flutists," What happened?"

Lissa began to play with the barely concious girl's hair," Nothing too serious; she just collapsed. I think that it was due to being dehydrated and overheated. With some rest and time to cool down, I think she'll be alright."

The brunette nodded and carefully scooped Robin in his arms," I'll take her home, then-"

"Wait! She lives-AH!" Sumia rushed forward, only to trip over her own feet. The clarinetist hopped back up as fast as she could and finished her sentence," She lives with me. I'll show you the way."

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Robin groggily opened her eyes, trying to remember why she was passed out on Sumia's couch. The first object her eyes fell on was a glass of water, which she greedily drank until there wasn't a drop left. Her head seemed cool and slightly moist, as if it were drenched in sweat...

Oh no.

The white haired girl moaned and collapsed back onto her pillow, squeezing her eyes shut in an attempt to try to forget the embarrassment of the day's previous events. What would they think of her now? Would Chrom and Frederick change their minds and demote her from her position? Robin could already see the accomplished looks on the fangirls' faces.

Gods, she felt disgusting. Maybe taking a shower would cool her down and give her a chance to clear her mind. The white haired girl allowed herself a small grin at the idea and decided to take advantage of her alone time, even if that meant dealing with the consequences of her...Situation later.

Robin almost ran to the bathroom. As soon as she was sure the door was closed, she peeled her sticky clothes off and climbed in the bathtub. The water sprinkled down from the shower head, filling her with a cool relief that she hadn't felt in days. A safe feeling caressed her, coaxing the worries away from her head and placing them somewhere else.

Her serenity was interrupted by the sound of her house door slamming," Hey, Robin? ...Robin! Are you in here?! Robin! ...HELLO? I HAVE A QUESTION ABOUT THE DRILL!"

Dear gods, it was Chrom. How the hell did he get in her apartment? Did Sumia give him a key or just leave the door wide open? The brown eyed girl scrambled to turn the shower off and climbed out of the tub," Chrom?! I-is that you? Er, if you could just wait outside, I'll just be a moment...,"

"What? Come on in? ...Gods, why is it so steamy in here? Did someone leave-"

Robin's eyes widened to the size of saucers when she realized the blue haired dolt had strolled right into the bathroom while she was still naked. So, she did what any sensible person would do; she screamed," KYAAAAA!"

He squinted through the steam," Ah, there you are. I can hardly see a thing through all this blasted steam... Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about tomorrow's march. You see...," His jaw dropped when his eyes fell on her body," Er, is there any special reason you aren't wearing any clothing?"

She flushed bright red and used her arms to cover up as much as she could. Where the hell was a towel when you needed one? She picked up the nearest object (which happened to be a toilet cleaner) and chucked it at him," Chrom?! Rather than stand there like a slack-jawed idiot... PERHAPS YOU COULD WAIT OUTSIDE LIKE I ASKED?!"

His face faded just as bright as hers as he stuttered out apologies," But, I... You... Oh gods, I'm SO sorry! I didn't mean to! That is to say—"

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUT!"

"R-right! Absolutely! Straightaway! I'll, er, wait outside the bathroom," With that said, he sped out the door faster than a cockroach under a light.

Robin groaned and ran a hand through her wet hair, letting out a string of loud and vulgar curses. Once her she had vented out her anger and at least calmed down a little bit, she pulled on her clothes from earlier and exited the bathroom. Chrom, who was sitting against the wall with a guilty expression, immediately shot up to greet her. Her anger faded away as soon as she saw the puppy-like expression on his face. She bit back a smile and started to scold him," All right, you! What sort of idiot blunders straight into the bathroom?!"

Chrom shrank," I'm sorry! Very, very sorry! I misheard you, I swear it. I had no intention of peeping!"

He looked so honest and guilty that she cracked," You promise you're telling the truth?"

"I solemnly swear," He confirmed, holding up his right hand in a boy-scout honors way.

She sighed,"...Just... Fine. Apology accepted. Now what was so damned important-"

"You have bruises," He blurted.

Realization hit Robin like a brick; of course he would notice. He had seen her naked, for gods sake! How could he miss the baseball sized purple sores that littered her body. She rubbed her arm nervously," Ah, yeah...about that."

"Is that why you never take off your sweatshirt?"

"Ah..."

"You always flinch whenever I touch you anywhere except your hands. Is it because it hurts whenever I accidentally do so?"

"I..."

Chrom's everlasting playfulness faded away, replaced by a serious stare down. She observed him curiously, wondering why there was a mixture of cool rage in his eyes," Who did that to you?"

She didn't know. All of the negative thoughts from the previous days were bubbling over and threatening to spill out; was she a Plegian? Who was Grima, and what did that have to do with her tattoo? Was she a distraction to direct Chrom and Frederick's attention away from the burning music, or was she actually in serious danger? Who was the man in her dream? Who was Marth? Why did Marth have a tattoo on his hand in the same spot as hers? Most importantly, why couldn't she remember anything? Robin's lip quivered," I-I don't know."

Chrom watched as she shook and almost slapped himself for being so stupid; She was scared. She had just woken up a few days ago with no memories and bruises. Was that why she refused to take her sweatshirt off? He had just assumed that it was comfortable or something. In one quick motion, he wrapped his arms around Robin and pulled her into his chest. She flinched, but didn't make a move to pull away. He took this as a good sign and enveloped her even closer into the hug," I'm sorry," He mumbled into her hair," I didn't think..."

The white haired girl stood stiffly, uncertain of how she should react," I..I'm.," She squeezed her eyes shut and leaned into him," I'm terrified."

"It'll be okay," He coaxed gently.

Robin shook her head stubbornly; why was he being so stupid? He had no idea who she was! She pushed herself away from him, slid down the wall, and forlornly buried her face in her arms," You don't understand," She choked out.

The brown eyed girl felt him settle down next to her. Chrom gently guided her hands and cradled them in his own. He opened his mouth to say something, but a pained expression crept into his features and
convinced him not to comment. Instead, he leaned his head on hers," Don't worry; I'll keep you away from danger."

"Why would you-"

"Because I like you, Robin," He stated," All of my other friends treat me like I'm some prince or something, and you...you're different than many other person I've met. I can have a normal conversation with you without having you giggle like a schoolgirl or try to be somebody you're not. I know you know about my presidency, my drum-major position-"

"-Your fanclub."

He cringed," Yeah...them. Anyways, even thought I only met you a few days ago, I trust you."

"That choice is going to bite you in the butt."

Chrom smirked at her comment and continued," Why would I not? We're partners now, aren't we?"

A strange, warm feeling bubbled inside of her," W-What?"

"You know; comrades, companions, best friends," He babbled," We gotta have each other's backs, right?"

Best friends. Her eyes fell on their hands, a small smile creeping its way onto her face. She liked the sound of that. Now that she looked at it, her problems didn't seem that dangerous with Chrom by her side. Heck, they had gone through a lot in the past few days, and he had never left her side in the face of a threat once. If that wasn't friendship, she didn't know what was. Confidence overwhelmed fear as she allowed herself to beam," Right!"

His eyes brightened immensely when she said that," Good!" He stood up and brushed himself off. By this point, her just pulled her up with him without offering,"...And Robin? I'm really sorry about the bath thing. I honestly didn't mean to catch you like that."

Why did he have to bring that up again? She crossed her arms defensively," It's fine. Water under the bridge. Let's forget about it and move on."

"Er, right. Yes. Good idea. So! I'll catch you later? Argh, no! I mean, I'll SEE you later! ...ARGH! NO! I mean...," He took a deep breath and started over," You know what? I'm starving! Let's go get some dinner."

Robin frowned," But I don't have any-"

"Don't worry, it's on me!"

Even though it was a lost cause, she protested," Chrom, you have to sop paying for me."

"Then just take it as a I'm sorry I walked in on you naked present!" The blue haired boy suggested as he dragged her out the door.

"Chrom!"

So, I put a little backstory behind the C-Support between Chrom and Robin (There will be Chrom's backstory later and his connection to all of this, so hold on to your hats!). My OCs are Markel, Bryony, Hadlee, Erick, Hewitt, and Marie (I may add other characters later. Who knows?). There will be more otherly couple developement in the next few chapters (Sorry for all this Chrobin Spam. They're in the story a lot). Don't worry, Panne, Tharja, Anna, Tiki, Say'ri, and Henry will come in the story later. They're just not part of the current band. Comment time!

myra-is-a-tactitian: Thank you so much! I have plans for the future children, but their part in the story is when it starts to turn more turns fiction and not realistic fiction. I'm in theater but not choir, but YAY CHOIR anyways!

Timpani Bleck: That is a great guess! I like the idea of Sumia and Robin being book buddy best friends, so it is only natural that they are roommates! Anyways, it'd be odd if Chrom and Robin spent every living moment together when they're young. You're right about the mark on the hand, but Falchion may make an appearance with her. ;)

Neondaze: I'm so glad you liked the chapter! Seeing how you replied to previous chapters as well, I'll try to reply to stuff from both. Okay, so I too adore Chrom's dorkiness and his banter with Robin! I'll try to put as much of that in as I can, because that seems very in character for them. You also have a good guess about Tharja, but don't worry; she'll find many ways to creep out Robin (Even though she's married, tehehe.)

Please continue to give me your feedback; I love hearing from you guys! Thanks for reading!

-Uprisingdragon