Hello, faithful readers. Check out the next chapter to Mating Troubles!

Spoilers: None

Characters involved: Claire "Lightning" Farron, Serah Farron, Oerba Yun Fang, Oerba Dia Vanille. Guest starring, Lieutenant Amodar, Lieutenant Colonel Yaag Rosch, Second Lieutenant Rygdea, Cid Raines as a Second Lieutenant, Lieutenant Colonel Jihl Nabaat and definitely the NORA group.

WARNINGS: There is a futa warning and definitely a girl on girl warning so if you don't like that, don't read. Also don't read if you do not like rape, mild incest, cursing or violence.

I don't own FFXIII, sadly.

Thanks and enjoy! :)

Lightning reported to Lieutenant Amodar's office the next morning with her usual demeanor: mouth in a flat line, eyes cold and hard back straight, walking with a purpose. Knocking four times, Lightning waited for Amodar to grant her permission before opening the door and saluting to him respectfully. Lightning took inventory of who all was in the room. A Lieutenant Colonel, two other Second Lieutenants and First Lieutenant Amodar.

"At ease, soldier." The dark-haired lieutenant chuckled. "You don't have to salute me anymore, you know."

"Sir, you are still a rank above me, no matter how small the difference."

Amodar nodded and stood. "Well, Lieutenant Farron, meet your new team. Lieutenant Colonel Yaag Rosch, Second Lieutenant Rygdea and Second Lieutenant Cid Raines."

Lightning nodded to each in turn and saluted the Lieutenant Colonel. He gave her a nod, his eyes surveying her. Lightning could almost feel the sudden arousal in the air and suppressed a shiver as she turned her attention back to Amodar for instruction.

"Lieutenant Farron, you are to report to Lieutenant Colonel Rosch every morning and listen to the daily report he gives. Then, it will be his decision how many of you go patrolling each morning. Do not question him and do exactly as he orders you. Understood?"

"Yes sir." Lightning gave a curt nod.

"Good. All of you, dismissed."

Lightning followed the Lieutenant Colonel, but Amodar held her back and presented her with a new arm brace. Lieutenant gave him a slight twitch of the lips before swapping her old brace and heading out. Lieutenant Rosch led them to a room with four papery walls separating them with only a foot of space between the ceiling and the wall. Rosch directed Rygdea and Raines to the two 'cubicles' in the back of the room and he and Lightning took the 'cubicles' at the front. Lightning looked around the space and noted the small cabinets to keep any snack foods or such in. Her desk took up one full wall and included a computer, a built in file cabinet and a built in pencil sharpener. Sitting at the desk, Lightning heard someone come up behind her. Standing, she gave a salute to the lieutenant colonel.

"At ease, soldier." Rosch told her.

Lightning surveyed him as he did the same with her. His eyes roved over her body, taking in her muscle and form whereas she eyed the scars along his face and how he dressed; like all of the other soldiers, he wore long clothes that covered nearly his entire body as opposed to her more liberal clothing consisting of a skirt, shorts and her sleeveless uniform.

"How old were you when you started your training?" Rosch asked conversationally.

"Sixteen, sir."

"And the Corps let you train at such a young age?"

"Yes sir. They knew of the conditions my family was in and I proved that I could take the training at that age."

"Yet others must wait until they are eighteen before they can join."

"They have families to take care of them at such a young age, families that can help them get through being poor until they reach age eighteen. I had no one other than my younger sister, who I needed to provide for lest she starve or fall sick."

"And you are sure that you did not excel simply because of the pity shown to you?"

Lightning's eyes narrowed. "Pity may be what has gotten me into the Corps, sir, but it is not pity which has gotten me my position today. Hard work has gotten me my position."

"And what do you know about hard work? What have you done to aid the Corps other than patrolling with your old team?"

Lightning walked forward and stared directly into the man's eyes. "Check my Guardian Corps file. Then ask me that question, sir."

Rosch looked taken aback at the close proximity, but his face hardened seconds later and he stepped back. "Remember your place, soldier." He snarled.

Lightning gave him a curt nod, her icy eyes glaring at him as he backed into his own cubicle.

FFXIII-FFXIII-FFXIII

Serah bounced around the house, keeping the clock in her sights. She was so excited to be having her first real Gran Pulse lesson with Vanille. Hearing footsteps coming up the walk, Serah raced to the door and opened it just as Vanille knocked. "Hey!" the redhead beamed. "You ready for your first lesson in tribal customs?"

"Totally." Serah squealed, leading her teacher to the couch. Fang walked in behind Vanille and shut the door. The tan woman settled herself into a chair as Vanille took out some books and handed them to Serah, before also removing several stacks of paper from her bag.

"Alright," Vanille chirped. "First we are going to be learning about the two separate roles of the Dias and the Yuns. What do you know already?"

"Dias are peacemakers and Yuns are fighters." Serah replied.

"Very good. Now, the Dia clan is what has kept Oerba out of several wars with larger villages. We create peace treaties or persuade other village leaders to simply leave our village alone."

"Yuns on the other hand are the ones that cause most of the violence with the other villages in the first place." Fang said from her seat.

Serah looked to her. "But why? If the Dias are the peacemakers, why can't the Yuns sit back and wait until the Dia clan's plans for peace fail?"

"Because that's not how we are, Serah." Fang stated bluntly. "We love the fight, the battle, the bloodshed. It's exhilarating. It's what we were made for. We are built to fight the enemies of our homes."

Serah nodded. "That sounds like Claire. When she's not fighting, she's jumpy and only cleaning her gunblade will calm her down."

Fang nodded as Vanille continued. "All right. Now, the Dia clan has some very persuasive women in it. We strive to be as calm collected and coy as possible so things will work in our favor. However, when the three C's just don't help, that's when the Yuns come in and forcibly make the outsiders leave the village alone. It is rare that the Yuns are defeated. Despite Oerba being a regular size for a village of only one thousand people, the Yun tribes is one of the most feared in all of Gran Pulse because of the warriors' ferocity and love of fighting and their almost insanity on the battlefield."

Serah nodded, once more being reminded of her sister. Especially this latest escapade of Lightning's. Serah was amazed that her sister would take down her own men, but the carnage around them had been proof of what Lightning would do for her. Vanille went on to outline some of the more esteemed Dias. Serah's personal favorites were Oerba Dia Brazen who could melt butter with her voice, Oerba Dia Sol who was known for her abnormal accent and Oerba Dia Belle whose beauty alone could make invading warriors put down their weapons and kneel at her feet. They were just discussing who the Dias to stay away from were when Lightning sauntered through the door. Serah immediately jumped up and rushed her sister, jumping at her in a tackle hug. Lightning easily caught her zealous sister and spun her around.

"Hey Serah, how's tutoring?" the soldier inquired, setting her sister on the floor.

"It's great Claire! I'm learning so much. Did you know the most famous Dia of all time was Oerba Dia Bonite? She stopped three wars with just words and negotiated out of another four. She was amazing! Do you think I could be like her?"

"I think so." Lightning chuckled, walking to the living room with Serah bouncing and chattering animatedly behind her. Vanille moved over to make room for Lightning on the couch and the soldier gave her a nod before plotting down on the opposite end, leaving Serah to sit between the two of them.

"How was your first day as a Second Lieutenant, Sis?" Serah asked.

"It was fine. Not much to be done. I'm still allowed to go out and fight, but not as much as I used to and it's mostly paperwork." Lightning shuddered. She hated sitting at a desk and doing paperwork all day, but Serah wanted to go to Gran Pulse and so they would go no matter how much paperwork she had to do.

"Poor Claire, I know how much you hate paperwork. Isn't there a way to get out of it and get out more? You get extra icy when you don't get a chance to fight."

Fang snickered. "I think you'll fit in just fine with the Yuns, Light. Just gotta work on getting you a tan."

Lightning's eyes flashed at that, but she said nothing and instead turned to Vanille. "When's her first test?"

"Friday." Vanille replied instantly.

"Good." Lightning nodded and headed toward the kitchen with Serah in tow.

Before entering the other room, Serah glanced back and asked, "Are either of you hungry? It's about the time I usually start making dinner."

Not having eaten anything except Serah's breakfast all day, Fang jumped up and bounded into the kitchen as Vanille stood with an apologetic smile.

"High metabolism. Yuns need it to keep in shape. My guess is that since she didn't take anything for lunch today, she's as hungry as a gorgonopsid."

Serah nodded and hurried into the kitchen to begin dinner, excited for the days ahead.

FFXIII-FFXIII-FFXIII

Lieutenant Colonel Yaag Rosch had stayed late to wait until the rest of the employees had gone. Glancing up as the door closed once more, the lieutenant colonel stood from his desk and walked through the building toward the Main Sentinel. Typing in his Activation Code, Rosch waited until the computerized female voice came up with a large screen.

"Activation Code accepted. Welcome Lieutenant Colonel Yaag Rosch. How may the Sentinel help you?"

"Search Lightning Farron."

"Searching Lightning Farron."

Rosch watched in bewilderment as numerous different files popped up, all with the same picture of the newly appointed second lieutenant. Clicking on a file marked 'Palumpolem', Rosch stared at the battle unfolding on the screen. The way the lieutenant swung her sword was almost… expert, as if she had been practicing long before then, perhaps eight years. Yet, it was clear that she was only nineteen and therefore had only been with the Corps for three years. Moving back, Rosch clicked another file labeled 'Eden'. Once again, it was a great battle and, once again, Lightning was at the forefront fighting the opposing forces.

The lieutenant colonel couldn't believe his eyes at the fact that nearly every file on Lightning Farron contained a video of a battle and she had not lost but one. And that was because her commanding officer had told her to pull back. In all rights and respects… Lightning Farron should be running the Guardian Corps by now.

"This is impossible." Rosch gasped. "If I'm not careful, she truly could surpass me and then I would have to take orders from her. She must be stopped."

Pronunciations

Brazen = Bray-Zen

Sol = sole

Belle = bay

Bonite = bon-eet

So now, there's not only the trouble with the Bodhum Mafia, but also this little tidbit arises. Not to mention another slightly bigger problem arising in the future. Alright, there you go. How was it? Send me a review, tell me about it, yeah?