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Ayla and Katarina
King Arthur doesn't belong to me as much as I wish it did anyways enjoy the story. Inspiration came from a trick some of us played on you when ya fell asleep one night at camp. (lol probably don't know it happened) Oh, btw thank me for this chapter with an update!
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"You are worrying far too much, you heard her Ayla is going to be fine, she just needs rest." said Lancelot.
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"Lancelot move!" yelled Katarina. Lancelot and Katarina had been out in the courtyard for sometime now and Katarina had allowed him to spin the flag. he quickly became confident with himself and decided to throw the flag in the air, but now he stood under the flag even as it fell towards him. Lancelot came to his senses and jumped backwards and out of the way as the flag bounced on the ground were he would have been.
Katarina massaged her forehead with her eyes closed while she spoke to Lancelot, "Ok look I know you've never done this before, but when the flag is coming back down and you can't catch it get out of the way. Unless you like being unconscious."
Lancelot grinned sheepishly and picked up the flag, "I thought I did a rather good job."
Katarina snorted, "I've seen our rookies do twice as better as you just did."
"If its so easy then you do it." said Lancelot thrusting the flag out at Katarina. She took the flag and did a three count toss easily catching it.
Katarina looked at Lancelot smirking, "Were you saying something?"
Lancelot scoffed, "It isn't that impressive."
Katarina did a four count toss and when she caught it her grin grew, "What about that?"
Lancelot crossed his arms over his chest in response, "So."
Katarina laughed, "Just because I bested you Lancelot doesn't mean you need to pout." Lancelot just rolled his eyes.
"Although," Katarina said tilting her head to the side, "you do look cute when you pout." Lancelot's classic smirk became plastered across his face.
Lancelot walked up to Katarina who calmly leaned on the flag grinning as Lancelot whispered in her ear, "You try to tempt me?"
Katarina grinned, "Is it working?" Lancelot brushed his lips along her jaw line and rested his forehead on Katarina's.
"Is that a yes?" asked Kat smirking.
"Put the flag away and come with me." said Lancelot.
"Where?" asked Katarina frowning.
"I will show you." said Lancelot.
Katarina sighed, "Fine, do you want me to meet you back here then?"
Lancelot nodded, "Hurry." Katarina rolled her eyes and walked into the house. Katarina came back out and Lancelot took her by the hand and led her into the town.
"Lancelot where are we going?" asked Katarina.
"Surprise." said Lancelot. Katarina sighed and continued to follow Lancelot as he lead her to the outskirts of town. Katarina sighed annoyed that Lancelot was refusing to tell her where he was taking her, it was then Katarina noticed the bag hanging from Lancelot's shoulder. She let out a little snort when she thought of Ayla making fun of him for it calling it a 'man purse'. Lancelot was too focused at what he was doing because he didn't show any signs of hearing Katarina's snort. Lancelot finally stopped on a small hill and sat down pulling Katarina down next to him.
"Look." said Lancelot nodding.
Katarina looked to where he had nodded and saw the fort bellow her, "Wow."
"You like it then?" asked Lancelot.
"Very much." answered Katarina smiling. Lancelot pulled out food from the bag and they sat back silently enjoying the view. Lancelot lay on his back and Katarina rested her head on his stomach. Katarina felt herself dozing off as Lancelot played with her hair. Katarina didn't know how long she had been asleep, but she felt something on her nose and twitched it without opening her eyes. The feeling left for a moment the it returned and Katarina attempted to swat it away with her hand, the feeling went away but almost immediately returned forcing Katarina to roll over. She felt herself frown when she realized she hadn't buried her face into a pillow but into a muscled chest. Katarina lifted her head up to see Lancelot innocently smiling at her.
Katarina rolled her eyes and went back to using Lancelot's chest as a pillow mumbling, "Your chest isn't soft."
Lancelot laughed, "And I prefer it not be."
Katarina groaned, "Don't laugh, you're making it hard for me to fall asleep again."
Lancelot grinned, "I apologize."
Lancelot went back to petting Katarina's hair, "Kat?"
"Hmm?" she asked sleepily.
"Will you and Ayla be staying?" asked Lancelot.
"I think so." mumbled Katarina, "Ayla seems to like it here and I love it, so I don't think we've got a reason to."
Katarina had already dosed off again by the time Lancelot had whispered, "Good." Lancelot pulled another blade of grass from the ground and brushed it across Katarina's nose.
Lancelot did it again this time being rewarded with a groan from Katarina, after a third time Katarina sat up, "Is there a bug flying around here or something?"
"No why?" asked Lancelot.
Katarina sat up for a moment then punched Lancelot in the arm, "Jerk." Katarina then got up and started walking towards town.
Lancelot followed Katarina, "Why did you hit my arm?"
"I know that you had something to do with waking me up, that's why I hit you." said Katarina.
"I told you I had not." said Lancelot.
"Oh come on, I'm not an idiot you had something to do with it." said Katarina stopping.
"I did nothing." said Lancelot.
"See I think I'd believe ya if you weren't wearing that little smirk on your face." said Katarina.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." said Lancelot trying to hide his smirk. Katarina rolled her eyes and started walking back again, but Lancelot stopped her.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and held Katarina against his chest, "I only did it because you were beautiful when you twitched your nose."
"You may want to think of a better reason." said Katarina.
"Because you are beautiful when you breath," Lancelot said kissing the base of her neck, "And you're beautiful when you laugh," Lancelot kissed further up her neck, "And you're beautiful when you try to stomp off," Lancelot kissed Katarina's cheek, "But you are most beautiful when you smile." Lancelot had shifted his arms around so that he stood in front of Katarina but she was still in his arms. Kat knew what was coming and put her arms around Lancelot's neck. Lancelot slowly leaned in tilting his head to the side, it was only a second before Katarina could feel his warm breath on her lips. Their lips molded to each other as their arms held each other closer, Katarina began to feel woozy but she forgot that feeling when Lancelot softly chewed on her bottom lip. Katarina finally rested her head against Lancelot's chest, perfectly content to rest there.
"We are leaving in two days."
"Hmm?"
"In two days we are leaving." repeated Lancelot.
Katarina peeled away, "Excuse me?"
"We have orders, and we are leaving in two days." said Lancelot.
Katarina pulled out of Lancelot's arms, "How long are you going to be gone?"
"Two weeks." answered Lancelot.
"What?" exclaimed Katarina.
Lancelot flinched a little, "And that is only if we are done on time."
"Life sucks." Katarina muttered kicking the ground.
"Two days can be a long time." whispered Lancelot.
"And what exactly are you implying?" asked Katarina. Lancelot stepped closer to Katarina and putting his hands on her waist began slipping them under Katarina's shirt.
Katarina jumped back, "Okie day then that's a little too personal."
"You do not enjoy my touch?" asked Lancelot confused.
"Well it isn't that…" Katarina stumbled back a few steps when Lancelot approached her, "Its complicated, 'sides Ayla and the others are probably wondering where we are at."
"I'm sure she is not worried." said Lancelot following Katarina.
"Yea but I don't want her to come and look for me." said Katarina.
"I don't think that she will." said Lancelot.
"Yea but just to be on the safe side I'll see ya later." with that Katarina sprinted back to the little town.
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Katarina slammed the bedroom door shut leaning back against the door. Ayla was sitting up in her bed frowning, "Are you alright? You look worse off then we would after those sets in West Side Story when we had to run one end of the field and run back." Katarina waved her hand at Ayla showing she had heard but needed time to catch her breath. Ayla patiently waited for her friend to catch her breath.
Katarina slid so that she was in a sitting position on the floor, "I had to get away from Lancelot in a hurry." Ayla had a look of complete confusion on her face, but kept silent letting her friend continue.
"Lancelot got a little frisky." said Katarina.
"Oh really?" Katarina looked up at her friend who looked as if Katarina had commented on the color of the sky.
"Ayla? You know you can't get outa bed for a couple of days right?" asked Katarina.
"Oh yea of course, why would I want to get out of bed?" asked Ayla.
Katarina knew that tone it would have fooled anyone who didn't know Ayla well enough, "Ayla I mean it, he didn't do anything so there isn't a reason for you to do anything."
"I know I trust you, its fine. I haven't had anything to eat in awhile I was wondering if you could get me something." said Ayla. Katarina knew better but she nodded anyway and left the room. A few moments later there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" asked Ayla.
"Lancelot."
"Come in." called Ayla.
Lancelot opened the door looking around, "Has Katarina come by?"
"She'll be back in a couple of minutes, she went to get me some food." said Ayla, "But come in and sit down, I wanted to talk to you." Lancelot approached the bed that Ayla was laying on without any sense of the danger he was walking into.
Lancelot sat in a chair as Ayla flattened the blankets, "Can you come on this side please?"
Lancelot nodded still unaware that he was moving to the side that sported Ayla's uninjured arm, "What is it that you wished to talk with me about?"
"You like Katarina a lot am I right?" asked Ayla. Lancelot nodded.
Ayla nodded and straightened the blankets with her good hand, "That's good, but if I…"
"Lancelot!" exclaimed Katarina with the door opened. Lancelot looked up frowning, "Yes?"
"Lancelot if you value your life get away from Ayla." said Katarina putting the food next to Ayla's pillow.
"What are you talking of?" asked the confused Lancelot.
"Trust me Lancelot, at least get away from Ayla's good arm." said Katrina.
Lancelot looked at the perfectly calm Ayla and stood looking back to Katarina, "What danger is there?"
"Just back away slowly." warned Katarina. Lancelot backed away and looked at Ayla who shrugged in confusion.
The door opened again and it was Bors, "Kat we need your help."
"With what?" she asked not turning from Lancelot and Ayla.
"Galahad has injured himself with one of your contraptions, and Ayla cannot leave bed." said Bors.
"Lancelot, you need to leave soon too." said Katarina leaving the room.
"What is she talking about?" asked Lancelot turning to Ayla.
"I haven't any clue, but come sit back down so I can talk with you." said Ayla pointing to the chair he had just vacated. Lancelot sat at the edge of the chair a little more nervous then when he had been a few moments ago.
"So you like Kat, and you were out earlier with her correct?" asked Ayla.
"Yes." answered Lancelot.
"Come closer, I'm not going to do anything to you, Katarina was completely overreacting." said Ayla smiling. Lancelot scooted forward and the second he was in arms reach of Ayla she reached out and grabbed the front of his shirt at the collar. Lancelot tried to back away but Ayla only pulled harder causing him to cough and her smile grew, which now began to seriously disturb him.
"Now, as you know Katarina and I have known each other for a long time, long enough to consider her a sister. If you ever put your hands on her when she doesn't want you to, if you ever hurt her, or do anything to make Katarina's life miserable, it will on be a fraction of the pain I bring onto you. I will find out where you sleep at night, and you will loose certain things that you feel are very important to you." said Ayla. The color drained from Lancelot's face.
"Are we clear?" asked Ayla. Lancelot responded with a nod.
Ayla let go of Lancelot's shirt, "Good, well that's all I needed to say. Is there anything you need to tell me?"
Lancelot shook his head, "No."
"Good."
The door opened and it was Katarina, "Everything ok?"
"Of course, why wouldn't they be?" asked Ayla.
Katarina shook her head, "I tried to warn ya. Come on you look like you could use some fresh air."
Lancelot looked back at Ayla who smiled as if nothing had happened, "Have a nice afternoon Lancelot and, thanks for the food Kat."
Katarina led Lancelot outside, "You ok?" Lancelot nodding in his thoughts.
"What did she say?" asked Katarina.
"Nothing I care to repeat or think of ever again." said Lancelot shaking his head.
Katarina grinned, "Don't worry she's only followed through once or twice." When Lancelot looked over at her, Katarina began tapping her chin as if she were in deep concentration, "Or was it ten?" Lancelot felt the color drain from his face even as he tried to mentally shake it off. Whether or not Ayla had followed through on this threat before did not concern him, as much as the uncomfortable guarantee that he knew Ayla would.
Katarina rubbed his back gently then gave it a little pat, "You'll be fine Lancelot, you don't have a thing to worry about." Lancelot gave her a snort in response.
Katarina laughed, "See already you're getting back to normal."
