Tales of Symphonia, idiot renegade

((A/N: Wow, lots of reviews!

Nife: Maaaybe... Okay, not really. There is something in next chapter, that is sorta like fluff... Kinda... Okay, not really. But it's still cute.

Off: Nah, I don't live in Amsterdam. I live in the most South part of the Netherlands. Near Belgium, and Germany too. And nah, you're not a huge pervert.

KivaEmber: Wow, I wasn't the only one who thought that!

Mandi Minamoto: Lol! Ofcourse Kratos has a house! You didn't think he lives in a cartboard box, did you?

Katandshadow: Well, It's not gonna pwn that much... It had a lot more potential, now that I look at it.

KrAtOs LuVeR: He doesn't suddenly get gay! It was inside him all along... Lurking... In fact, he even had a crush on Yuan during the Kharlan war stuff. He just never said anything because of Martel. I'm not sure what the deal with Anna is though... Maybe he thought it was time he moved on, and found himself a woman? Heh, whatever.

Silver Latias: Oooh, extensive weather report. Very neat. And yeah, the random angels really do annoy. Especially because the hallways are so small. You just can't avoid 'm.

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Enjoy! Enjoy! Enjoy! Enj... -gets whacked-))

Chapter fourteen.

Yuan still couldn't quite believe what had happened. When he arrived at the Triet base, Botta immediately asked what took him so long. But Yuan had only replied with "Sleepover at Kratos's place. Call only if it's an emergency, and don't touch my computer!" as he grabbed some things and disappeared again. So now he was standing outside Kratos's house, feeling a bit queasy.

"Yuan! You made it!" Kratos called cheerfully, opening the front door.

"Yes. Yes I did." Yuan replied shortly, entering the hallway and staring around. He hadn't been to Kratos's house for a long time. Even when it was his birthday, the party was held at Vinheim. Yggdrasill offered a couple of times that he should just move into the palace, but Kratos had always refused. Yuan didn't blame him. Vinheim was plain scary. Then again, this place wasn't exactly Happy-hall either. Yuan was astounded by the fact that his friend was quite a slob. Clothes, books and all sorts of other stuff littered the ground, and he could've sworn he saw something with grey fur scurrying away.

"Heh, yeah. I haven't had time to clean up yet." Kratos commented, noticing Yuan's look of horror.

"Uhm… Where can I dump my stuff?" Yuan asked, stubbornly ignoring a strange, greenish thing that was apparently oozing its way into a corner.

"The guest room. Follow me." Kratos walked up the stairs, and Yuan hurried after him, hoping the second floor would be a bit better. It wasn't.

"Nice place you got here." Yuan squeaked, nervously clinging to his belongings .

"Yeah, it is, isn't it?" Kratos grinned. "Here we are." He opened a door, to reveal a nice, cosy bedroom. There was just one problem.

"Uhm… How long has it been since you've last had guests?" Yuan eyes shifted uneasily from the cobwebs in the corner, to the thick layer of dusts that covered the furniture.

"One or two decades…" Kratos replied, laughing weakly.

And so Yuan spent the remainder of the day cleaning the guest room, and the rest of the house while he was at it.

Kratos was just sitting in the living room, reading a book when Yuan slumped down on the couch across him. The auburn-haired man quickly hid 'Forging an eternal ring for dummies' behind his back.

"Did you know your kitchen cabinets are empty?" Yuan asked tiredly.

"I normally go out to eat." Kratos replied, shrugging.

"After finding a family of rats housed underneath your stove, I'm not surprised."

"What did you do with them?"

"I released them into the wild." Yuan said, which was partly true. He'd basically kicked them out the door.

"Good." Kratos smiled. "Listen, I'll be gone most of the day tomorrow. I have some business in Sybak and Ozette."

"What kind of business?"

"Errr… running errands for Yggdrasill." Kratos lied. I'll be back around dinnertime."

"That's great. I'll make you some dinner. My way of saying 'thanks for letting me clean your house.'" Yuan grinned wearily.

"But I don't have any food in the house." Kratos reminded him.

"That's okay. I'll just stop by the market. What do you wanna eat?"

"It's fine with me. As long as you don't make anything with-"

"Tomatoes. I know."

"You remembered?"

"Are you kidding? The last time I tried to feed you something with tomatoes, you didn't speak to me for a week." Yuan smirked nostalgically.

"I'm telling you. They just look like normal vegetables, but they're not. In fact, one cannot even be sure if they are vegetables! They could just as well be fruit! They're evil, and planning to take over the world when we least expect it." Kratos insisted.

"Uhuh… I'll be sure to keep an eye out for them."

((And that's how Yuan found out about Kratos's dislike for tomatoes.))

((I'm also pleased to announce that this fic will have over 30 chapters. Cool, huh?))