A/N: Ok, I fell it my duty to give you a warning. If you are in any way sensitive to slash, I advice you DON'T read this chapter. This is also in no way related to the other chapters in the serious of one-shots. This is me playing with an idea.
Part 4
Lorlen laid on his back, letting the sun warm his body, sunlight dancing across his face, beside him lat Akkarin, a small smile playing across his lips. Lorlen closed his eyes as he as he started to feel sleepy. He let the bubbling of the spring lull him into a doze. It wasn't as if he'd had a busy day, in fact, it'd been the opposite. Some first year novice hadn't been able to gain control properly and had eventually died last night, so all the novices and magicians had been given the day off to mourn. To avoid the awkward and edgy atmosphere in the novice quarters they had escaped to the spring.
It wasn't that he didn't feel sorry for the novice and his family, but, as Akkarin had said, they hadn't known him. They could hardly feel grief for the loss of someone they'd never meet; he didn't even know the family.
He was jerked out of his thoughts when he felt something brush against his lips. Surprised he flung his eyes open. Hovering above his face was Akkarin's. For a moment he didn't know what to think, and then he suddenly pushed Akkarin away. Scrambling to his feet he exclaimed, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
A strange look hovered over Akkarin's face, but before Lorlen could identify it, it was replaced with a beaming smile. "So you woke up. I thought that might work."
"What are you talking about?"
"I tried to wake you but you wouldn't, so I-"
"Kissed me?" Lorlen recognised the hint of horror creeping into his voice.
Akkarin hesitated; his smile slightly fixed, and then answered, "It worked didn't it?"
"But, you kissed me!" Lorlen repeated, rather dumfounded.
"You've said that already," Akkarin said testily," If you can't handle a joke then I may as well leave!" With that he turned on his heel and fled the spring.
Lorlen stood on his own, his head whirling. He had no idea what to make of what had just happened. It made him uneasy. If the higher magicians found out about this, it could lead to them being expelled from the guild and their powers blocked, or at least Akkarin would. But what if it was just a joke? Akkarin had certainly seemed upset by his reaction, but so would he if Akkarin had taken a joke of his to seriously. However, there was a small nagging doubt that worried him. The way Akkarin had acted had been…..well, he wasn't sure what exactly. He was close to Akkarin, but to think of being that close to Akkarin deeply disturbed him.
Shuddering Lorlen shook his head. No, Akkarin wouldn't be like that, he had never shown such inclinations before now. This must have just been one of Akkarin's strange jokes. Yes, that was it. Akkarin was just messing with him and he had taken it the wrong way. He should just find his friend and forget that this whole business. It was nothing. It meant nothing.
He had to believe that.
End
Ok then. Make of that what you will. I do need some more suggestions for chapters through. I only have one more idea left which is a request from someone of
