((A/N: I'm sorry it took me so long! I'm sorry! Believe it or not, but I forgot to update this story. Eheheh... I've become addicted to an animated series called Drawn Together. Try looking for it on Youtube or something. Xandir is so CUTE!))
Chapter nine, Yuan's P.O.V.
Wings.
The next day, we started Zelos' flying lessons. They were to take place in one of the training halls, as there was plenty of room there. Letting an amateur fly in a confined area was not a smart idea.
Sheena insisted that she should be allowed to watch, since she wanted to 'watch the idiot make a fool of himself'. Completely understanding what she was walking about, I told her to make herself comfortable and not laugh too loudly.
"Why do you both look so tired?" Zelos demanded, watching Kratos and me closely.
"None of your business. Now pay attention." I snapped.
"Yeah, yeah." The boy gave a slight wave of his hand.
"As I was saying, wings are created by using your own mana. You have to be careful not to overdo it the first times. Make sure you use the lowest amount of mana possible. Though when it's too low, your wings will disappear." I explained.
"Uhuh…" Zelos yawned slightly, his attention obviously slipping away.
"Fine, if you think you know so well, then show us your wings." I hissed angrily.
"Finally." Zelos crawled to his feet, having sat on the floor the last few minutes. He stretched out lazily, causing some of his joints to snap. "Are they going to be pink, like yours?"
I winced faintly, gritting my teeth. He was making fun of my wings when his clothes looked like that?
"Perhaps." Was all I said.
"The colour of your wings depends on many things. You won't find out what your colour is until you see for yourself." Kratos added.
"Well, let's take a look then." Zelos grinned, closing his eyes. For a few seconds, he was surrounded by bright sparkles as the mana around him started to build up. There was a soft flash and a pair of bright orange wings fluttered to life on his back.
"Interesting." I said to myself.
"Whoah! That's awesome!" Zelos called excitedly, looking over his shoulder. He laughed in a creepy way.
"The only chosen who's ever had orange wings was Spiritua, wasn't it?" Kratos asked.
"I think so." I replied, thinking deeply. I'd only met the girl once and it'd been a long time ago.
Smiling faintly, Kratos turned back to Zelos. He knew I preferred not to think about the chosen ones. Those girls are just victims too, afterall. They're born only to die once more, as the chances of Martel's revival were very slim.
"Next time, don't make it such a dramatic lightshow. I'm sure you want to look nice, but you have to be able to draw your wings quickly when in battle." I advised.
"Hmmhmm." Zelos replied, not really paying attention as he watched his wings flutter softly.
"It looks like your wings were built mostly for soaring. You won't have to flap them as often to maintain airspeed velocity." Kratos pondered aloud.
"I have no idea what that means, but I'm sure you're right." Zelos gave a faint shrug, tilting his head lightly.
"Then let's see you fly with them." Kratos crossed his arms expectantly.
About a week later, Zelos finally managed to actually stay airborne without crashing into a wall. In fact, he was already at such a level that he could dive down and pull himself into a straight path again just before hitting the ground. He seemed to be a pretty skilled flyer.
"Hey Sheena, watch this!" He called happily, zooming a foot above the ground, while lying on his back to face the ceiling. His wings brushed the ground lightly, but he took no notice.
"Yeah, yeah." Sheena grunted, slightly annoyed.
"He's having a bit too much fun. This is supposed to be training." I sighed, leaning against the walls, my arms crossed.
"He's young and restless. Let him enjoy himself for a while." Kratos said, turning to me with a smile. "In fact, he reminds me of a certain half-elf in his younger years."
"I certainly don't remember being so annoying." I spat. Sure, I'd been a bit… enthusiastic during my first years of flying. But not like this.
"You were loveable though." Kratos couldn't help but grin.
"Shhh!" I quickly cast a glance at Zelos. Now that the boy had angelic hearing, he'd be able to hear our conversations from miles away. Not a very settling thought.
Zelos turned in mid-air to face us, smirking widely and thereby confirming my suspicions.
"Mind yer own business." I shouted loudly, causing Sheena to stare. She was standing a short distance away, not having heard Kratos' last comment.
Zelos stuck out his tongue and continued swooping across the room. I hoped that one of these days, that boy would lose his arrogant attitude and take life more seriously. Playing around like that wasn't healthy.