Felinis: Today's chapter contains feels. Comedy. Followed by feels. I'm actually trying to stay as close to canon to possible. SO if anything happened in the movie or game... well... Yeah.

"What are you doing in Hanna's office?" Damuron asked eyeing the Krtyian who had climbed in through the window.

Like always Lowell just gave him a stupid grin and held up a letter. "A friend of mine said that giving love letters was a great sign of affection. So, I wanted to leave one on her desk."

"Likely story, freak!"Damuron snatched the letter and tore it open to inspect the insides.

My dearest Hanna,

You are a woman of the finest caliber.

Your eyes are the steel of well-tempered blades

Your skin glows with youth like flowers and spring

You are the greatest joy my life has found. My hope is that you will see in this letter my love for you. I also hope that by this point Damuron has tired of his spying. If not have left a surprise for him that will be delivered by the time he finishes reading this letter.

Love Lowell ;p

P.S. The Rappig's name is Jona

Damuron tore apart the letter and looked for the Krytian who had vanished off somewhere. Probably wherever Hanna was. "LOWELL!"

Garista looked over the papers with a smile before turning to the creaking door. "Well hello, captain. What brings you here?"

Raven sighed and waved away at the formal tone. "Just call me Raven for now. Please." He handed Garista a letter before sitting on the desk and helping himself to some of the man's wine. "Alexei's curious to see how his latest project is doin'."

The military strategist set the letter down and took a glass himself. "Ah, you mean that half beast? He's quite interesting. Or at least his blood is." Garista set down a small vile of old blood and grinned. "The cells inside react exactly like Lowell's did only not as large of a scale. It's as if there's resistance." He grinned. "Safe to say the mother's blood sullies everything. Hanna vexes me even in death." Raven clenched his fist.

"What excuse are ya even giving to get the stuff from the kid anyway?"

He adjusted his glasses. "We're using the fact he is a known half-breed to our advantage. We're stating that constant testing and medical examinations are required for all known inhuman military members."

"Seems bit risky as an excuse."

Garista laughed. "Please, the boy is a simple monster. I doubt he'll notice." Then the grin turned mischievous. "Besides, if he tries to leave there's nowhere he can run."

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Yuri screamed as Hisca sprayed healing fixatives onto his legs. "Why does Flynn get healing artes and I don't?"

"Maybe the pain will help you learn." Hisca spat as she added an extra layer just for the sting. "Picking a fight with a bar? Unbelievable!"

Yuri slumped back against the couch annoyed. "I don't get what was so wrong. The guild guys were the ones out of line."

Hisca looked at him furiously. "In case you didn't know there's this little thing called 'discipline' that we knights are supposed to have. Ugh, the captain is going to think I'm an incompetent bozo!"

Chastel eyed Yuri. "Why would someone like you even join the knight? I mean, you're, well…"

Right. It wasn't much of a secret that Yuri was a half-breed. "Why wouldn't I? The pays great, you get to help people, plus I'm a pretty great fighter."

Flynn snorted. "He's pretty much useless at everything else he does so getting paid to fight is a dream come true."

Yuri snapped up. "Excuse me? I'm useless? You can't even boil water!"

"And, you can't ever stay out of trouble." Yuri reached out and bit Flynn's hand. He gave him a smug grin before sticking out his tongue. The blonde let out a small yelp and glared and the infuriating halfer. "That makes ten times now, Yuri. Ten." He turned to the girls. "He's always been like this immature, reckless, and always biting me!"

Yuri huffed and pointed a finger. "Like you've changed. You're still uptight, judgmental, and smell funny."

"So, I take it you're old friends?" Chastel asked looking at the heated glances between the two boys.

Yuri grinned and slung an arm around Flynn. "More like, unfortunate siblings. This guy's Mom adopted me off the street."

Flynn blanched. "It was one of the worst days in my life." Then he started pondering. "Then there was the time you forced me to eat a live fish."

Yuri rolled his eyes. "Will you ever get over that?"

"No."

Hisca looked at Yuri cautiously. "So, they took you in even though you're not… well-"

"Human." Yuri finished plainly. "Yeah, Norien took me in knowing I was a half-breed with open arms. She was the best. Flynn's Dad was cool too. Taught me a few things before he died. I wished I could have known him more. He was a great old man, right Flynn?"

Flynn's mood soured at the mention of his father. "Yeah." Lately, Flynn got depressed at the mention of his father.

The captain gave a sigh as he looked at them. The lecture and punishment were swift and brief. On the way out though, Yuri stopped to talk the other men who were still awake. Yuri always felt awkward admitting it, but he just didn't get certain things. So, he casually asked what the captain had meant by the bigger twin since Flynn wasn't willing to answer.

David raised a brow. "Have you seriously never once looked at a girl? Ever?"

Yuri rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah. It's just I don't see them like that..."

"How?" The man seemed amazed by the idea that a young man could not see the appeal of women.

"I just don't." Yuri shrugged. He just wanted to know what it was Niren had been talking about and now he was stuck listening to the other guy be awestruck at his lack of libido.

"Leave him alone. He can't help it." Yurgis piped in. "Krytian men are bizarre creatures." Right, Krytian. Yuri always had to remind himself that was what the world believed he was. "But, since you're asking there may be hope for you, yet!"

The other guys gathered around. "Right! We just gotta figure out what your type is."

"Type?"

"Yeah, like what makes you hard and stuff."

Yuri blinked a few times. "Hard?"

Niren looked like he might cry. "What grown man doesn't know what 'hard' means? That's it, men, tonight we gather to help this poor soul." He had just wanted to know what Niren had meant by the 'bigger one'. Yuri did not need a soul-searching quest to find his sexuality because as far as he was concern he had none. He didn't see the point in sex outside of reproduction and he didn't understand romance outside of the logistics.

"Alright, if you had to marry a girl what would she look like?"

This was so stupid. "Um, I don't know. I kind of don't care what she looks like."

The men sighed. "Oh, come on, there must be something you'd find super attractive! Like if she has a super huge rack or not?"

Yuri sighed. If he were to think of any woman he'd marry it be someone like Norien. But, then, he still didn't want to marry, to begin with. "I just don't get it. Why does having a large chest make a girl hot?"

The men stopped and sat. David looked to the others in complete seriousness. "I think we're looking at this wrong. It's not that he doesn't know his type. It's that he doesn't understand what makes them appealing."

Yurgis nodded. "If that's the case, then what we need to do explain the emotions surrounding arousal."

Niren gave Yuri a hard look. "Yuri has there ever been someone in the world that you wanted nothing more than to hold in your arms? If even for just a moment?" Yuri nodded. "And, in those moments has there ever been a craving to bring that person closer?" He nodded again. "Arousal is like that only the want slowly becomes a fire burning in your chest. Your breath hitches and everything is so dry, but then there the person you crave is there as the only water to quell the feeling. Before you know it all you can think about is that person and the way their body curves and dips. The way their lips may taste against yours. The feel of their skin. The sound of their voice as you embrace. You want to learn and consume every in of their body. That is arousal. That is the passion of men!"

Yuri blinked. "You had me and then you lost me."

The lecture restarted all over again. By the time, he made it back to the room Flynn was almost done with the papers he was filling out. "What took you so long?"

Yuri sighed. "There are many things I don't understand and sadly sexual attraction is not one of them." Yuri sat down at the window and began eating some candies he kept on a tray.

Flynn turned to him bitterly. "Yuri, stop making messes. I don't want to get dragged into all of them." He went back to his paperwork and muttered just loud enough for Yuri to hear. "I can't always help you out of tight spots."

This again? The same old lecture he'd been hearing for weeks. How Yuri's condition meant he was weak and couldn't fight alongside Flynn. Yuri huffed and put back on his boots. The dogs greeted him once he entered the stable. The steeds paid him no mind though. "Hi, mind if I join?"

Lambert yawned. "No. Go ahead."

"Thanks." Yuri laid his head on the hay and slept soundly till morning came.

Despite the rude wake-up Yuri was in a decent mood that day. It was boring though as there wasn't a lot to do that day. As well as the fact that watching the dogs was boring and sparing practice with Hisca was lame.

The older twin sighed and put down her wooden practice sword. "I'm surprised you're so good. I always heard that Krytian's were pacifists."

Yuri sighed. "Look, just because I'm half-Krytian doesn't mean I can't fight."

Hisca nodded in embarrassment. "I'm sorry."

Yuri sat on the ground and rubbed Repede's soft belly. Okay, so he hated dogs, but he could still admit they were cute. "Don't be I'm used to it."

Hisca let a small 'oh' and a silence fell over them. "You're pretty brave joining the knights even though most see you as…"

"A sacrilegious monster who never should have been born? Like I said I'm used to it. Letting that stop me would be sad. I'll put up with all their bullshit." Yuri grinned. He knew that Alexei had been aware of him so chances were somebody was watching him right now. Garista kept pulling him aside for weird physicals and evaluations. Yuri hadn't thought anything of it until one-afternoon Garista pulled out a blastia. When Yuri got out it was evening and he could only faintly recall what had happened. The blastia had clearly been designed to disorient him. It had made those familiar humming sounds and he remembers speaking in nonsense. Yeah, Garista knows, but Yuri wasn't going to let fear rule him.

Hisca smiled. "I don't think you're a monster, but you are weird."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

Yuri stiffened and looked at Lambert. Something was wrong. A knight came running and they immediately headed towards the bridge. He didn't know what he was feeling, but something unnatural was on the move.

The sight at the bridge caught them both off guard. A creature that looked to be born of aer. It didn't seem sentient though. No, it was empty and mad. The monsters running in both fear and aggression. Monsters didn't really talk much, to begin with, but this was different. This was the loss of all thought in their mind.

"Lambert where are you going?" He asked the war dog as he headed towards the forest. "Hey!"

Lambert looked at Yuri and for once didn't answer him. What had the war hound been thinking in that moment? Yuri doubts he'd ever get close to that answer even if he searched a thousand years. Running into that horror and witnessing the sight of their war hounds turned into a monster by that… that thing.

"Lambert?" He just wanted to hear the creature's voice. "Lambert, what the hell?" Yuri laughed awkwardly. Why wasn't the dog scolding him? Lambert always scolded his foul language. He couldn't do this!

Red eyes. Deep red eyes of a mad dog. The blood dripping down and staining the forest floor. He couldn't. What would Repede think? Yuri looked at the blade in his hand. He heard Hisca's scream and the world narrowed. Why were the corners of his eyes getting blurry? Why were his legs running? Why was his sword moving on its own accord? Why was he screaming? His stubs were burning. Was he having an episode?

He broke from the trance and stared at the tattered remains of the three warrior hounds. Yuri stared at his sword. It was so red. His arms shook and he dropped the sword on the ground. He was crying.

Hisca placed a hand on his shoulder. "Yuri, we have to get back."

Yuri stood up numbly. They walked in silence back to the barrier. "Hisca, what do I tell Repede?"

"Repede?"

"Yeah. What do I tell him?"

She looked at the blood on her and cringed. "He's just a dog Yuri. Focus on the people who died."

Right. He was a dog, but still… Yuri had killed his father. The dog waiting for him when they entered. He ran right up to Yuri.

"You're back." Yuri knelt and scratched his ear but the puppy ran around looking for his father. "Where's Dad?"

"Repede I'm sorry." Yuri picked up the poor puppy and dark rain started to drip down. "I'm sorry, but Lambert is… your Dad… He's not coming back."

Repede looked at Yuri in confusion. "Why?"

Yuri just kept muttering "I'm sorry" to the poor puppy.

Repede licked his cheek and Yuri felt worse. "Yuri, it's cold. Can we go inside?"

Yuri nodded. "Hey, just for tonight I'm gonna give you a special treat. You're gonna sleep in my room."

"Really?"

"Yep. Flynn's not around so you get his bed."

The puppy barked in glee and curled himself up inside of Yuri's shirt. He carried Repede in and set the dog on the bed.

"Wow, this is so soft!" The pup padded along Flynn's be happily. He sniffed the sheets and eyed Yuri mischievously. "Do you and your mate sleep on this one?"

Yuri choked on his candy and coughed. "Mate?"

The puppy nodded. "Yeah." Yuri looked at Repede and burst out laughing. "I guess not."

Yuri couldn't stop laughing at the idea. Him and Flynn a couple? What a riot! He kept laughing unable to stop. "Thanks, Repede I needed a laugh."

Repede tilted his head. "I don't get it? What's so funny?"

"Just the idea of mating Flynn. What even gave you that idea?"

Repede pawed at the mattress some more and smelled the sheets. "You smell like each other."

Yuri flushed a little and he wasn't sure why. "We just like to share stuff. Scents get mixed and stuff."

Repede nodded and yawned. "He smells nice." The puppy drifted to sleep and Yuri let out a small sigh as he slept alone in his bed. After about ten years of having a body next to him it felt lonely and was never quite as nice.

Felinis: I hope the ending was fluffy enough to get the taste of dead Lambert out of your system. If not well... SuspiciousPopsicle has plenty of happy fics. Seriously, prop to Pops. They're an awesome