I'm back again! My update schedule is so random lol I would say I'd try to update at least once a month but setting a schedule makes me even more lazy... So this chapter is Lon'qu! I really wanted to start on his chapter as soon as possible but I was also really hesitant at the same time. The main reason being that he's one of my favorite guys, I know I say that about most of the guys but I mean it! Personally Lon'qu is my type of guy and would marry him out of all the Shepherds but I always end up marrying Robin to Chrom because they fit each other better (and I can't bear to break up the precious royal family). I mean who doesn't love Lon'qu he acts all cold but we all know he's a softy. I will never get over how he just accepted he was going to sleep in the stables when Nowi was yelling at him when they were playing house LOL He is seriously one of the most precious FE:A character ever.

-DBSKLOVER


Lon'qu

Lon'gu had no memories of his parents, neither did most of the children around him. The earliest memories Lon'qu could remember is fighting for survival, taking down his opponent in order to survive. Often older children would offer him a few coins to fight another child around his age, it was one of the few spectacles that the inhabitants of the slums enjoyed and people would often place a pot on who the winner would be. The children would throw themselves into a fight full-heartedly because while others saw it as an entertaining show they saw it as a chance to possibly survive a little longer. The winner would get a few coins from the person that instigated their fight and sometimes a few coins from the pot while the losers often times were left on the ground and the rest of the crowd would join in on abusing them and humiliating them further. Lon'qu was a favorite contender in these fights, he never lost and was easy to work with. They would offer him a few coins, he fights, wins, and leaves with his coins, no questions asked.

It was a day like any other, Lon'qu was put in a fight won and received his coins.

"Please! Help me!" Lon'qu turned around to see the boy he had just fought calling out to him for help. It was just like any other day, the crowd that had came around to watch were now gathering around him to abuse him and humiliate the boy further. Lon'qu no longer felt anything as he saw someone kick the boy and another spit on him laughing, this was a normal occurrence in the slums. Many of the kids in the slums were orphans and had no one but themselves to survive. Few actually made it into adulthood, everyone who lived in the slums lived by an unwritten rule. The strong live, the weak die.

As he was walking through the streets of the slums a single person in the crowd stood out to him. It was just a young girl, but what caught Lon'qu's eye was the curious look in her eyes as she walked around and the fact that she was a lot cleaner than most people found in the slums. She was so busy looking around to see that she was heading right into a person right in front of her. He didn't understand why but his body twitched as if getting ready to warn her, but it was too late she ran right into the back of the person in front of her. "Oh, look what we have here," the boy said and Lon'qu flinched recognizing who the boy was. He was one of the older boys who often hired him to fight. "What's a pretty little city girl like you doing in the slums," the teen smirked moving in closer to the girl. She physically moved back looking nervous, and the other kids that were with the older boy began laughing. She opened her mouth as if to reply but no sound came out of her mouth, this lead to another wave of laughter from the gang. The older teen gave her a look from head to toe before he began moving closer to her again, "you're kinda pretty, y'know that? How would you like to make a few coins?"

Lon'qu knew what the teen was implying and before he knew what he was doing he was standing in between the city girl and the teen. "Leave her alone." Lon'qu glared the teen down. He knew that the boy was a lot older than him and that there were other older teens around them too but Lon'qu wasn't scared. He was the only one out of all of them who hadn't faced defeat. Which is why they hired him to earn them money.

"Oh, well who do we have here," the teenager's eyes widened in amusement, "our little Lon'qu! Is this your little girlfriend?"

"Shut up," Lon'qu hissed and the boys ooh'd sarcastically. "Follow me," he turned to the girl and ordered, taking her wrist to make sure she wasn't too frozen in fear to actually hear him. The boys ooh'd and aah'd the young couple as they left the area.

"Make sure to keep your little princess safe, Lon'qu," the older teen called out to Lon'qu before joining the others in laughter.

After getting them out of the more dangerous part of the slums Lon'qu turned around to scold the girl but when he opened his mouth to yell he saw her flinch back in fear. He took a look at her and realized the older boys were right, she was pretty. He blushed and when the words came out of his mouth, they were quieter than he planned, "what's a city girl like you doing in the slums?"

"I-I live in the city near the border of the slums and I got curious," the girl answered quietly.

Lon'qu snorted. "Why would anyone who lives in the city be curious of the slums."

The girl pouted looking slightly annoyed. "I wanted to see how different the slums were."

"Pretty different huh," Lon'qu smirked.

"It's a little scary but it's pretty interesting compared to the boring city."

Lon'qu gasped. "What do you mean boring compared to the city, the greatest swordsmen in Chon'sin reside in the city," Lon'qu argued with eyes shinning in excitement. Swordsmen were greatly respected in the slums mostly because the only way to really escape the life in the slums was to become a swordsman, and only the most powerful were able to leave the slums and experience the grandeur that was city life. Lon'qu didn't really care much about the city, he was able to take himself well enough in the slums, what really interested him the most were the swordsmen. He had seen some of them when they came back to the slums once in a while and he had actually seen one unsheathe his blade when a drunk man had attacked him but before Lon'qu and most of the spectators could comprehend what happened the swordsman was already behind the drunk flicking his blade clean and the drunken man seemed to have dropped to the ground out of no where. Lon'qu had thought he was quite the swordsman himself before but after he had saw what a true swordsman could do it was what he aimed to be.

The girl rolled her eyes of course, everyone always talked about how amazing and respectable the swordsmen of the city were, but she saw them regularly and the excitement wore of soon. "How about I come by again and tell you stories of the swordsmen in the city and tell you about their training and in return you show me around the slums."

Lon'qu felt his heartbeat race in excitement. "You can do that?"

"Yeah sometimes some of them train in the tranquil garden near my home."

"Fine, I'll show you around but you still have to show me their training routines even if you find the things I show you boring," Lon'qu bargained.

"Deal," the girl smiled extending her hand out to seal the deal.

Lon'qu took her hand and was surprised at how soft they were, he had never touched a girl before and all the men and boys around him had calloused hands from sword handling and fighting. He didn't know why but he felt his cheeks begin to flush.

"My name is Ke'ri," she smiled at him and he felt his cheeks getting warmer.

"My name is Lon'qu."

"How did that move go again," Lon'qu asked over his shoulder as he swung his bamboo sword forward. "Am I doing it the way you saw them do it?"

Ke'ri sighed from her spot under the tree, "yes, you're doing perfect, can we do something else now."

"You weren't even looking," Lon'qu turned back to her frowning, you have to hold to your end of the deal today we are training." Lon'qu and Ke'ri had established a routine with each other they would meet almost daily and Lon'qu would take her around the slums one day, the next day they would stay near Ke'ri's home and she would help Lon'qu practice the moves that she observed the swordsmen near her home practicing.

Ke'ri flopped onto the grass groaning, "I don't need to look Lon'qu you always execute the moves exactly like they do."

"Really?" The soft voice from Lon'qu perked her interest and when she sat up Ke'ri saw that there was a light blush on Lon'qu's face.

This made her smile. "Yes, you will surely be the best swordsman in all of Chon'sin one day."

"Of course, I am currently the only one undefeated in the slums," Lon'qu smirked but the blush was still present on his face. "Watch, I will soon be moving to the city to join the other swordsmen and you'll have to find another tour guide to take you to the slums."

Ke'ri stood up and brushed of her dress as she walked towards Lon'qu, "well I wouldn't need to go to the slums anymore once you're here in the city with me, silly. Now let's eat, I snuck a lot of sweets today."

"What?" The young swordsman's eyes widened as red consumed his face.

The young girl just smiled gently at the blushing boy, "hey Lon'qu once you become a swordsman you have to be my personal bodyguard for life, okay?" Lon'qu was too flustered to fully articulate his words and when he finally got his words back all he could say was "stupid".

Lon'qu was rushing to their meeting spot, Ke'ri would be upset but he was so excited! He had found the beetle that he had been telling Ke'ri about, it was his lucky day! He was anticipating Ke'ri's reaction when he heard loud yelling from ahead, from their meeting spot. He felt extremely uneasy about the noises and rushed towards Ke'ri even leaving the beetle behind. As he got closer he heard that the voices were familiar and hurried his pace even more.

"What are you guys doing here?!" Lon'qu growled when he saw them picking through the picnic basket Ke'ri packed for themselves. They were the teens that were there when Lon'qu had met Ke'ri for the first time.

"Ah, you're a little late Lon'qu," said the older teen boy that was there that day and he was gripping Ke'ri's wrist in his hand. He shoved her off to one of the other boys, "make sure you don't damage her, she's grown quite pretty and she won't earn much scarred." He walked up to Lon'qu a devious smirk on his face, "thanks for leading us to this little gold mine, we'll be eating good for a while and if you're good we'll give you a share too, city girls fetch a fair price in the slums you know."

"Let her go," Lon'qu spat unsheathing his bamboo blade.

"Tsk Tsk, oh Lon'qu, I thought you were smarter than to try that stupid noble shit, hey boys little Lon'qu wants to fight," the older teen called out to the other boys. They all began to gather and laugh. Lon'qu stared at their leader unfazed, he had beaten them all before, he could do it again.

"No," Ke'ri screamed, "run away Lon'qu!" Lon'qu ignored her screams, he would protect her like he promised. One of the boys lunged at him and he blocked it with ease as he normally did. When the next guy lunged at him at the same time he was surprised but still managed to block him but before he could react Lon'qu was struck from behind. They were all gaining up on him, this wasn't a one-on-one fight like he usually fought and even though he was a better swordsman than all of them they brought him down by sheer amount and strength. When they got him on the ground they began kicking and taunting him like they did to those who lost in fights. "Stop it! Let him go!" Ke'ri kept screaming and moving towards Lon'qu.

"Shut up," the boy holding her was getting annoyed and finding it harder and harder to constrain her.

"Lon'qu! She called out to him and Lon'qu looked up from his spot on the ground and saw that she was straining with all her might towards him. "Lon'qu!" She kept calling out to him with tears in her eyes, she was afraid both for herself and him but she would not obey the boy when he told her to shut up. "LON'QU!"

"SHUT UP!" The boy holding her flew into a fit of rage and pulled out a blade and slit her throat right then and there.

Ke'ri's eyes went wide and Lon'qu's name was the last thing she mouthed before the boy dropped her in fright.

"LON'QU!"

Lon'qu's eyes shot open and he grabbed the arm extended in front of him. He was still breathing heavy as he looked around trying to take in his surrounding. He was in his tent, it was just a dream, no a horrible memory. The boys had panicked and ran, they weren't planning to kill anyone, the neighbors that had come because they heard the screaming found a beaten Lon'qu crying by Ke'ri's body. Ke'ri's father had pulled her her out of Lon'qu's grip and slapped him screaming. The neighbors held him back yelling at Lon'qu to run and he numbly listened to them. He could still recall the feeling of Ke'ri's soft but oh so cold skin just from the memory.

Then he remembered the soft warm arm still within his grip. He looked at the hand and instead of a blade he saw a fig, he followed the arm up to the holder's face and saw that it was Robin. "Lon'qu, are you okay?" She had been the one to wake him up. Robin's eyes scanned Lon'qu's face worriedly.

It took him half a second to realize he was holding onto Robin's arm and he snapped his grip back. "What in the world, Robin?! What are you doing in my tent, again?!"

Robin's look of concern turned into a sheepish grin as she hid the fig in her hand behind her back, "You know what they say, if it isn't broken don't fix it."

Lon'qu looked outside of the flaps of the tent and then back to Robin. "Do you realize what time it is? Shouldn't you be in bed, your OWN bed?" Lon'qu didn't want even think about what her husband would think of this. Chrom hadn't voiced it but Lon'qu knew the Exalt didn't like how much Robin followed him around. Especially since trying to get as close to him as possible was one of Robin's techniques to cure him of his gynophobia.

Robin seemed to ignored Lon'qu's question observing him sitting in his bed and asked one of her own, "Lon'qu do you still carry any Chon'sin traditions?"

Lon'qu was slightly thrown off by her question and answered cautiously, "some, yes..."

"Then do you use wrapping cloth as your smallclothes, too?"

"What kind of question is that?!" Lon'qu tried to glare at Robin through his blush.

"Yes, what kind of question is that," Chrom entered the tent questioning his wife.

Robin sighed and explained to them both, "I was talking about Chon'sin culture with Say'ri and I wondered if Chon'sin males used cloth too."

"Yes, but it is still inappropriate for a woman to just ask a man about his smallclothes. Besides if you're so interested in culture why don't you ask me about Ylissian culture?"

"Lon'qu is a friend and the only male from Chon'sin that I can talk to, and please Chrom, I probably know more about Ylissian culture than you do and we are married with a child and are planned to have another in the future so I think I already know a thing or two about Ylissian smallclothes."

Both Lon'qu and Chrom blushed at the last comment.

"You think you know more about Ylisse than I do?" Chrom crossed his arm and challenged her trying to change the subject.

"Yes because after we got married I asked Frederick for all the books on Ylissian culture," Robin crossed her arms not backing down from the challenge.

"Oh," Chrom uncrossed his arms, "why did you do that?"

"Because," Robin took his hands in hers, "If I was going to rule by your side I wanted to make sure I was doing my best."

Chrom didn't respond but he squeezed her hands a blush and pleased smile on his face.

"Ahem," Lon'qu coughed making the couple realize they were having a moment in his tent.

"Yes, very sorry Lon'qu. Robin and I will head back to our tent now," Chrom smiled scratching the back of his head, as he lead his wife out the tent embarrassed.

"Good night Lon'qu," Robin waved at Lon'qu before turning to smile at her embarrassed husband.

Lon'qu slouched back in his bed with a sigh, he didn't understand how Chrom could be jealous of him when the two of them were so obviously annoyingly in love with one another.

Lon'qu woke up the next day still feeling drained from previous night. He went to warm up at the training ground in hopes of waking himself up a little more. He was in the middle of cracking his neck when he saw something in the corner of his eye.

Robin had just woken up when she saw Lon'qu heading towards the training grounds and decided that it was the perfect opportunity to sneak up on him. She slowly followed him towards the training grounds to see him crouched over observing something in his palms.

Robin got closer, but made sure she gave him his "ample" space before she called out to him. "What are you looking at Lon'qu?"

Lon'qu was so excited at what was in his hands he didn't bother to growl at Robin to keep her space and extended his hands to show her, "I've managed to find a beet-""

"GGWWAAAHH!" Lon'qu looked up surprised at the sound that had came out of Robin's mouth. He also saw that this time it was her who put a great distance between them.

"W-why are you holding that thing?!"

"They are called beetles."

"I know what they're called, I'm asking why your holding one," Robin huffed frustratedly. Lon'qu was intrigued, this was the most flustered he had ever seen Robin, He extended his hands holding the beetle and Robin flinched back much like how he did whenever a woman approached. "Stop," Robin warned him but he ignored her and extended his arms once again, "AAAUUUGGHH!" With that last scream she ran from the training ground without looking back. Lon'qu stood there looking at her retreating back and smiled to himself. He had finally found something that would give him the upper hand.

A few days later when the bug incident was forgotten Robin spotted Lon'qu walking around camp and called out to him. "Hey Lon'q-" she stopped mid-run when she saw him exxtend clasped hands in her direction.

"Stay back, I have a beetle in my hands and I'm not afraid to use it, "he was bluffing but if it could keep the annoying woman at a distance then he would try it.

Robin gave him a hesitant look, "you're lying."

"Am I? This beetle in my hands can fly, do you really want to risk it?"

"Is this a challenge," Robin questioned with a glint in her eyes, "because I could always just pelt you with fruits again and you're hands are quite occupied at the moment."

"Oh I just let it go," Lon'qu unclasped his hands and Robin looked around frantically for the bug.

"Where did it go?!" Lon'qu smirked as he watched Robin twirl around looking high and low for a bug that wasn't there. He didn't know whether to be amused or terrified that a simple bug could do this to their genius tactician. He decided to enjoy the sweet revenge for now.

"It's on your back."

"AAUUUGGHH!"

"WHA?!" One moment Lon'qu saw Robin screaming the next thing he knew she was burying her head into his chest and they were both on the ground. In her panic Robin had tackled Lon'qu into the ground.

Lon'qu was to embarrassed to say anything and Robin was still too panicked to notice their situation. "Get it off, get it off," she chanted into his chest.

"What's going on here?" Lon'qu flinched when he recognized the deep voice. He looked up to see the annoyed face of Chrom.

"T-there was a beetle," Robin responded weakly still sitting in Lon'qu's lap checking if the coast was clear.

"Honestly," Chrom sighed pulling Robin out of Lon'qu's lap, "this is why our children are afraid of the tiniest cockroach." Robin didn't notice but as Chrom pulled her into a standing position he also positioned himself so that he was blocking Lon'qu from her sight, Lon'qu noticed.

"They had every right to be afraid," Robin defended her children, "that cockroach could fly!"

"Oh, the beetle is back!"

"Where?!" Robin leaped into Chrom's arms looking behind her for the offender. Chrom's deep laugh informed her that he had been lying. "Don't do that!" She began pounding on his chest with her fists but he just hugged her close trapping her arms to his chest, still laughing.

Lon'qu huffed and left the lovebirds to themselves, seeing them acting so foolish around each other was beginning to annoy him. He laughed to himself when he remembered Robin's face when he told her that he had let the beetle go. Even though Ke'ri didn't enjoy looking at bugs like he did, she didn't have the crippling fear of them that Robin had. He blushed when he remembered how Robin had clung to him, he knew Robin was a woman but he had never thought of her as feminine until that moment. For someone who was on the battlefield half the time he noticed that Robin was still quite soft and had a light natural floral scent to her, he had also noticed it the time he caught her sneaking into his tent. Lon'qu paused to look at his hand... this was the second time that he and Robin had physical contact... His face was beet red when he realized what he had just thought and rushed towards the training grounds to clear his head. He was in the middle of training when he heard a loud commotion from the middle of camp.

He rushed towards the fray and saw that they had been ambushed by bandits. They looked nothing like the boys from his childhood but he couldn't help the rage he felt when he slashed them down. When he reached a clearing he couldn't help himself as he scanned the area looking for Robin. He heard a flash of thunder and saw breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Robin. Lon'qu's breath hitched again when Robin realized she had used the last of her tome. While she was momentarily distracted the leader of the group of bandits grabbed Robin placing a blade to her throat. It was happening again.

"Robin!" Chrom voiced what Lon'qu couldn't bring himself to call out.

"Stay back," the bandit called holding the blade closer to her neck. The Shepherds listened, the bandit was unnerved as he could tell he was fighting a loosing battle.

"Stay back, Chrom," Robin said calmly keeping her eyes on her husband. Chrom kept a tight grip on Falchion and kept contact on Robin's eyes the entire time. Lon'qu gripped his own blade, not understanding how Chrom could be so calm. Realizing how important his hostage was the bandit began yelling out his demand, when he was distracted Robin called out, "Vaike!"

Vaike got the message and threw a hand axe at the bandit. The axe hit the bandit head on but as he was falling his blade pressed into Robin's neck. Chrom rushed to Robin side calling out for Lissa. Lon'qu collapsed to his knees a panic attack taking over him. He heard muffled voices calling out to him , he couldn't believe this was happening again. When he finally came to himself again he saw that Basilio was by his side but he couldn't see Robin anywhere.

"Are you okay, Lon'qu," Basilio asked him seeing that the swordsman was still shaken.

"Where's Robin?"

"They took her to the medic tent but-" Basilio couldn't finish his sentence as Lon'qu headed in the direction of the tent.

When he reached the tent he was relieved to see Robin sitting in one of the beds laughing at something Lissa had said. His relief turned into anger, and he rushed to face Robin. "You are not to head into the battlefields anymore."

Robin rolled her eyes. "I told everyone I'm fine. It was only a nick."

"Fine?! Only a nick?! You could have died out there," Lon'qu roared.

Realizing that Lon'qu was angry Robin sobered, "I was fine, Lon'qu. I could have taken the bandit down myself but saw the safer course of acti-"

"Safer course," Lon'qu scoffed, "you got your throat slit!"

"Stop over exaggerating it, his blade brushed my neck as he fell."

"Over exaggerating? Gods! This is why women shouldn't be on the battlefield!"

Lon'qu felt a large slap on the back of his head. He turned around to see it was Basilio. "Calm down boy, the women in this army can handle themselves, if she says she's fine then she's fine." Lon'qu opened his mouth to argue but Basilio's booming voice overpowered him. "Robin isn't her, Lon'qu." Basilio looked straight into Lon'qu's eyes as he said the words. Throughout their time together, from when Basilio had found him till now he hadn't known Basilio had any idea about his past with Ke'ri. After his momentary shock he exited the tent looking for the only other person who would understand him.

"Chrom." Lon'qu called out to Chrom who was in the tactics tent planning their next battle. "Take Robin out from the next battles."

Chrom rubbed his face and sighed leaning against the strategy table, "are those Robin's order?"

"No."

"Then I can't do that." Lon'qu got ready to argue but Chrom turned back to the strategy table. "I can't change the plans unless Robin says so herself."

Lon'qu was outraged, he thought at least Robin's own husband would understand where he was coming from. "Fine, then I request that I be partnered with Robin in the next battle." If her own husband wasn't going to protect her, he would.

"That I can do." Chrom said still not looking up from the strategy table. With that Lon'qu left the tent.

Robin rolled her eyes when she saw who she was partnered with during their next battle but didn't say anything. During the whole battle Lon'qu made sure to strike down any enemy that came anywhere near Robin. She had yet to make any strike herself, finally fed up with it she pulled out a tome. As Lon'qu raced forward another enemy a bolt of lightening struck down the enemy before he could. He looked back at Robin who just shrugged innocently at him. For the rest of the battle it Lon'qu didn't even one chance to lift his blade. It began to frustrate Lon'qu because sometimes Robin would even wait until he was close enough to attack before she took out the enemy herself.

By the end of the battle Lon'qu was out of breath, not because of the fighting but by trying to reach the enemy before Robin did.

"I trust her."

"Huh," Lon'qu looked up to see Chrom standing next to him.

Chrom was looking at Robin converse with the rest of their camp. "If I could, I would place Robin in a world where no harm could find or touch her. If it were up to me she would never see any danger, would never have to lift a blade but we don't live in that world. Robin is a great tactician and soldier and it would be of no help to anyone if I just lock her away for her own safety. She also wouldn't be the Robin I love if she just sat around letting me protect her, part of me is hesitant to admit that I like the fact that she can fight by my side. That's why all I can do is trust her and protect her to the best of my ability." With that he patted Lon'qu's shoulder and gave him a little smile before he headed back to camp.

Robin practically skipped up to Lon'qu"So who isn't fit for the battlefield? I'm pretty sure my record on the battlefield today was a lot better yours. "

Lon'qu huffed, "this was a battle of blades, you're magic doesn't count."

Robin laughed, her laughter was contagious and managed to get a smirk out of him. "What battle, we're on the same side, just admit I did better than you," she nudged his side.

He moved away but smirked a little under a his sigh. "Fine you did quite well during this battle. If you were a man we could have been great partners."

'Well, why can't we?" Robin asked innocently.

Lon'qu blushed. "Because you're already partners with Chrom," he mumbled.

"What about me?" Lon'qu felt a hand on his shoulder that obviously belonged to Chrom.


Sorry this chapter took forever to upload. At least it's long, right?I feel so biased, I actually wanted to write it longer like on how he and Basilio met and why he looks up to him so much but this chapter was getting long as is. Oh yeah, I'm spending next Friday at Disneyland for my birthday, wooo! Just wanted to say that because I'm so excited and no, no one is too old for Disneyland. Thank you again for reading and being so patient with my horrible updates! Hopefully I'll work on the next chapter during my spring break but no promises because yeah...

-DBSKLOVER