I'm baaaaaack! MWAHAHA! Anyway, I hope all of you like the story so far! Chapter 2 is here! Enjoy! DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING, SO LEAVE ME ALONE!

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Zidane woke up to a screaming noise coming from the kitchen. He grabbed his dagger and ran as fast as she could to the sound. He ran into the kitchen and saw Freya on one side of the table wielding a spear and obviously looking frightened, and Blank and Marcus on the other side with their swords drawn. Blank raised his sword. "We'll teach you not to trespass into other peoples home!"

"I'm not trespassing! Some monkey-guy brought me here!"

"What's going on?" Zidane said. Everyone looked over at Zidane and Freya limped over to him and hid behind him. Marcus walked forward. "This rat-lady was digging through our cabinets trying to steal food, then she said that she isn't trespassing and that someone let her sleep here last night!"

"For one, I wasn't stealing food! I was looking for something to drink because i'm parched. And secondly, Zidane tell them that you helped me earlier this morning!"

Blank moved forward. "You know this lady Zidane?"

"Yeah, I helped her out when I went for coffee. She hurt her leg and that's why she's limping. So, I let her sleep here last night." Marcus dropped his sword. "ARE YOU NUTS?!?!?! We're thieves! What if she goes to the cops or something?!"

"Oh come on! Like everyone in this town doesn't already know were thieves! Besides, she was a damsel in distress, I had to help." Freya put up her spear and turned him around to see her. "I didn't even want your help. You forced me to come here so you could fix my leg, which you still haven't done!"

"Ooh! This is better than those soap opera's Cinna watches!"

"Yo Blank, should I make some popcorn or something?"

"You two get out so I can talk to her in private!" Blank pouted his lip. "Aww! Just when it was getting good!" Blank and Marcus grabbed their swords and left. Zidane helped Freya over to a chair and went to the refrigerator. "You want some coke or something?"

"Sure, help out your damsel in distress." They both laughed. Zidane got them two glasses of coke and sat down and talked with Freya. "So, where you from anyway?"

"Burmecia. I'm looking for a man named Fratley. You know him?"

"Fratley...nope, sorry. Is he your grandpa or something?"

"He's my boyfriend, sorta. He left to go fight some knight named Beatrix and after a monthes time, I went searching for him. I still haven't found him."

"Whoa, deep. Well, if it'll make you feel any better, I could be your Fratley for ya."

"You asking me out?"

"Are you shooting me down?"

"Sorry, maybe some other time."

"Amd the monkey-man gets shot down." They laughed again. After they finished their drinks Zidane grabbed a first-aid kit from the droor and fixed up Freya's leg so she could walk without limping. "Come on, i'll take you home."

"You don't give up, do you?" Zidane thought for a second. "No, not really." Freya giggled. Zidane told Baku where he was going and him and Freya walked out the door. On the way there, Freya tripped on a rock and hurt her leg worse than it already was. *Here we go again!* Zidane thought to himself. Freya tried to stand up but couldn't so Zidane picked her up and carried her. "Your just loving this aren't you?" Zidane tried to keep himself from laughing at the irony. "Yeah, I really am." They walked all the way to the industrial district and Zidane found her house. He felt bad about leaving her there, so he sent a mognet letter to Baku telling him that he was gonna stay for a bit. "You don't have to stay here with me, you know."

"I want to. Maybe I can make you change your mind about sleeping with me."

"Not a chance. There isn't a thing you can do to make me change my mind, either." Zidane laid her on the couch and sat next to her. "You sure? I can't get anything for helping you?"

"What do you want? A kiss from your damsel?"

"Why not? Is that such a ridiculouse request?"

"Will you leave if I give you a small kiss?"

"Not a small one, you gotta do better than that, then I might leave." Freya thought for a second. *Oh, fuck it.* She grabbed his collar and pulled him close. She pressed her lips onto his and gave him a big kiss. She let go of his collar and laid back down. "There, now leave."

"Why?"

"What do you mean 'why'? You said you'd leave if I kissed you. I did, now will you leave?"

"I said I might leave. That means I could if I wanted to, but I don't. I'm gonna stay here and make sure you get better."

"Ugh! Your impossible!"

"Love you too, honey."

"Honey?! Don't honey me!"

"Aww, whats the matter?" Zidane said in a whiny voice. "You didn't like my kiss?"

"No, you severly need to work on your kissing! How long do you plan on staying?"

"Well, the first-aid book said that your leg should fully heal in about a week, so I guess i'm staying here for a week, babe."

"Will you stop with the little pet names! We're not dating or anything!"

"Sure, whatever you say sweetie! Do you want the left or right side of the bed?"

"Your taking the couch. I get the bed."

"Aww, is that anyway to treat your monkey-man savior?" Freya decided to give up on the argument. *Ugh, this is gonna be a loooong week.*

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That's the end of this chapter! I hope all of you guys and gals out there are liking the story so far. Next chapter: The first day with Zidane. Will Freya go insane? Will Zidane get her in bed? Find out next time! Ugh, i'm starting to sound like a tv show host. Gotta go! See ya!