A/N: Ha, I said I couldn't think of an idea for the next installment of Lovely Week and my fiancee suggested "flowers". So this chapter was born. I took some liberties with this chapter...like sending Mary and Gerald off with Lord Hammet...well they get in the way, so they had to shoo for a little bit.

To Nobody: (how odd...Roxas?) I emphatically suggest playing the first two games - I don't know what those crazy people were talking about; the first two games were awesome. I've played GS several times (and am replaying it now) and TLA four or five times (it's a bit longer and the puzzles pwn me so...). They're quirky and fun. Dark Dawn is a little rushed, I can't get a feel for Crown's personality, but I really like Karis and Terry (which is weird for me), not together...but as people. Haha. If you look for it, you will noticed little hints of Robin and Ivan's togetherness - like Ivan snapping at Gerald on the rare occasion and defending Robin, or the first time they met and clasped hands (...I'm a freak). I mean, people bitched about the games having too much dialogue...um, how else are you supposed to get a feel for them WITHOUT dialogue? -coughs- But yes, I suggest playing the first two games. They did inspire...a crapload of fics from me (...would that deter someone from playing the games...?). I like Dark Dawn...I haven't found time to finish it, but I'm close to the end. I didn't think it was so bad, I mean, if they redo the first two games with the new Psynergy system, that'd be awesome (but I guess since the kids had Robin and the others teaching them, they're stronger at Psynergy than their parents were).

To Arkbird: Since you wanted kissing, this chapter is for you.

Read, review and enjoy, dearies.

Flowers

We stand outside the Lunpa gates, Lord Hammet and the others getting ready to head back to Kalay. Ivan clutches the Shaman Rod in his hands, looking up at the round man with concern in his deep violet eyes, "I'd really prefer it if you let some of us come with you, Lord Hammet. It's just not safe for you to travel. What if you're captured again?"

The man chuckles merrily, "You worry far too much about me, Ivan." He sighs, appraising us with the eye of a merchant. "Very well then, two of you can join us." Ivan twists his hands slightly, bowing his head before glancing back at us.

"Who should go?"

Gerald blinks, "Well, of course it should be—" Mary pinches his elbow gently and he gives her a puzzled look as she smiles gently.

"Gerald and I will go. I'm feeling a little weary from traveling and Gerald's hotheaded enough to look after the caravan by himself. We'll be just fine. You and Robin can head there on foot to make sure no one follows." She winks at me as Ivan nods slowly, turning back to Lord Hammet.

I sigh, glancing away. She knows. Of course she knows. She's almost as perceptive as Ivan. At least she's had the sense of mind not to say anything. I don't know how Gerald will handle my feelings towards Ivan. He'd accept it after he gets used to the shock but I'm sure he'll avoid me at first.

Ivan runs alongside the caravan as they leave, stopping once the horses pick up speed and leave us behind. A sweet breeze rolls through the plain, playing through his hair and blowing it across his face. Maybe it's because we've shared Psynergy so many times before but I can feel his emotions like a gentle wave. Calm, yet anxious—glad Lord Hammet is safe but not sure he'll make it to Kalay. He trusts Mary and Gerald to get him there but he wants to see him reach the town.

I step over to him, clasping the back of his neck. He jumps, looking up at him, confusion swirling around in his eyes. "We have a lot of ground to cover; we should get going if you're well enough." He doesn't even force a smile—he knows he doesn't have to with me—and rubs at the corners of his eyes.

"Thank you."

He's quiet. He's barely said a word since we started walking. If this keeps up, I'm sure he's not going to say anything until we reach Kalay. This isn't what I wanted. I push back a branch, holding it aside for him as he passes. "Ivan, you know if you want—" As I release the branch, I misstep, losing my footing and fall backwards.

"Robin!" I lock eyes with him a fraction of a second before my back hits the ground, sliding down the hill too fast to right myself. I try to grab onto a low branch or overgrown root—but they're too weak to hold my weight and snap off in my hand.

Thank Venus for armor.

I finally roll to a stop at the bottom of the hill, groaning. The fall took me out of the forest and the smell of fresh dirt and flowers reaches my nose as I stare up at the clear sky. Rushed footsteps come down the hill, slipping sometimes and Ivan squeaks, falling on top of me as he reaches the bottom. He lands on me hard and I grunt, clutching at his elbows, "Ivan…"

He pulls up slowly, gasping, "Robin! I-I'm sorry!" He sits up, lifting my arm and inspecting me carefully. He grabs the front of my tunic once he's satisfied, "Are you okay?"

I cough a little, smiling painfully, "Yeah, it wasn't that bad." He lets out a relieved sigh and I grin, "Not until you landed on me."

"I'm so sorry!"

I laugh softly, "I was kidding." He puffs his cheeks, sliding back and gently tugging at my scarf.

"Sit up." I do as he asks, easing myself up, sighing. He takes my left hand, clutching it to his chest and reaching around, resting his other hand on my back. I smile, closing my eyes and pour my Psynergy into him. His hand feels warm as he runs it over my back, healing whatever scratches and bruises I received from the fall.

"You're helpless sometimes, you know that…" He puts his forehead to mine, still holding my hand to his chest as he closes his eyes, sliding his hand around to rest on my shoulder. I smile softly, listening to him breathing.

He finally pulls away, blinking and looking around. "Where are we? I've never seen anything like this before..." I lean back on my hand, twisting to look around.

Wildflowers. A nearly endless field of them, starting from the base of the hill and stretching out in all directions. It was hidden away by the woods—if I didn't fall, we never would have found this place. I take a deep breath, closing my eyes. The flowers are so fragrant, not overpowering. The scent drifts away with a breeze and returns slowly as the wind dies down.

Ivan shifts on my lap and I watch as he leans towards the nearby flowers, touching the petals lightly. He smiles sweetly, a look of wonder in his eyes. "We must be the first people they've ever met." He laughs softly, "I bet they're so surprised."

Dammit. He's too cute.

I bite the tip of my glove, pulling my hand away and dropping my glove onto the ground, reaching out and touching his cheek. He blinks quickly, his eyelashes brushing along my hand. He slips off the glove off my other hand, slowly running his finger along my palm. He traces the lines until he reaches my wrist, laying his hand on mine.

His actions make him seem almost too innocent but he's wise enough to know what he wants. He watches our hands as he laces his fingers with mine, lifting his head and blushing. "I'm sorry, it must be the atmosphere." He starts to drop my hand but I clutch it, turning the back of his hand towards me and kissing it lightly. "Robin…"

I pull him closer, touching his cheek. "Can I kiss you?"

His eyes widen and he blushes more, trying to pull back but I slip my arm around him, keeping him steady. He places his hands on my chest, "Th-that's too embarrassing…don't ask…"

He looks away, his bottom lip quivering. I tilt my head to meet his eye, "So I can't?"

"You can…you just…don't have to ask." I grasp his chin, pressing my lips to his. He's stiff at first, pressing his lips together tightly but he relaxes after a while, slipping his arms around my shoulders and returning the action, though a little clumsily.

I pull back to let him catch his breath, putting my forehead to his. "Ivan…" I shift, pushing him onto the ground and rest my arm above his head, leaning over him. His eyes widen again and I chuckle, "I'm not going to try anything…don't worry."

"I-I wasn't worried." He's stubborn sometimes…so cute. He searches my eyes, shifting under me shyly, "Are you going to do it again?"

I sigh softly, brushing his bangs from his face, "I might get carried away. We still have to get to Kalay."

"Just one more…" He blushes, glancing away shyly. I smile softly, leaning down and brushing my lips across his. He wraps his arms around my shoulders again, pulling me down until I'm lying on him.

At this rate, we'll be camping out.

-TBC-

But I'm sure Robin doesn't mind camping out. Not a lot of kissing...I apologize for that. Anyway, I hope it was okay.