As the water tumbled over the rocks in a waterfall, a young knight stood at the base of the falls, letting the water cascade over him. It soothed all of his aches and it even seemed to heal his wounds. He looked at the gash across his arm and his eyes grew wide as he saw that the wound was no longer there and had vanished from his skin.

"I've found it," he said.

****

Trowa mounted his horse and galloped away, into the woods to look for the renegade young woman that had run out on them. Wufei had taken away her privileges as a knight, saying that she was too gung-ho and high strung to do anything correctly; that she couldn't even slay a wolf. Her eyes narrowed and in a blind rage, she pushed him down and away from her, screaming that she had the power to do anything and then she ran off. As he raced past a large cedar tree, he missed the flash of red and black that landed in it.

****

Another knight with black hair came into the clearing with the lagoon and waterfall to find his comrade sitting in his shorts with his legs in the water.

"This water is magickal," he said, standing from the lagoon.

****

The day had long passed and at midnight, Kyte came through the doors of the castle. She was greeted by both Zach and Trowa.

"What took ya so long," Zach asked, raising an eyebrow. "We even got Zechs to help."

"Trowa passed right by me when he went out searching. I landed in a tree just as he ran past," she said, smirking. "Glad you all cared so much. Now do I get my own room, or not?" Zechs stepped down the stairs, his almost silver hair flowing behind him.

"There's another room next to mine. You can stay there," he said. "Where were you?"

"Roaming in the forest until I got bored." She walked past the three men and up the stairs. "Goodnight." The three watched her disappear up the stairs and into the torch-lit hallway.

"She's so free," Trowa said, quietly to avoid drawing attention. "They're perfect for each other."

****

The two knights slept in their camp, undisturbed for the night. They'd be venturing to Silver Eye castle in the morning.

****

Wufei awoke and stretched before getting dressed. He walked out of his room to hear the sound of swords clashing. A curse that would make a hearty sailor blush rang out and echoed off of the training room walls. He walked into the room to see Trowa and Kyte sword fighting with excellent ease. Both were lithe and smooth, avoiding all fatal blows, but landing a few minor scratches and scrapes. A small stream of blood flew from a cut on both their cheeks as they moved back in defense. Eventually, each had their sword at the other's neck, smiling in triumph.

"Beautiful," Trowa said, looking at his long time ward. He had been taking care of her ever since her parents enrolled her in the academy. "Your skills are still so smooth."

"As are yours," Kyte said, pulling away her sword from him and moving away from his sword. "You haven't changed a bit, Barton."

"You neither, Starr."

****

The midnight haired knight mounted his horse and left the lagoon, going to Silver Eye castle. The other stayed at the lagoon and stared up at the sky while laying on his back. One name rolled off of his tongue.

"Kyte," he whispered. "Are you here, still?"

Just as the knight with black hair arrived in the castle's courtyard, a midnight black horse ran past with a rider in red and black. He could sense their anger building as they passed him in a blur. He dismounted his horse and led it to the stables before venturing inside. As he entered, he could hear angry yelling.

"WUFEI," a voice yelled. "How could you do that to her again!?"

"It's not my fault that she disobeyed my orders to stop being a knight," the one the knight presumed to be Wufei yelled back.

"You cannot command someone to give up their knighthood, Chang! She's not a boring Lady-in-waiting. She's a true knight that has made it through training and you made her run off again."

'A knight,' the newcomer thought. 'That was a knight fleeing from her enemies, who are supposed to be her friends.' He sighed and headed towards the drawing room where the voices were. As he entered, he barely missed being slashed by the sword of a Chinese warrior. "You must be Wufei, ne?"

"Yea, he is. What do you want?"

"I'm here with a message for the master of the castle. The knight long lost has returned and will be at the lagoon."

****

'How dare he,' Kyte thought, coming to a stop a good way away from the lagoon. She tied her horse's reigns to a tree branch and stepped through the curtain of leaves to the lagoon. She pulled off her boots and then her stockings to dip her legs in the water. 'I'm a knight whether he says I am or not. He doesn't control me.' She laid on her back and stared into the sky until she heard something slide into the water of the lagoon. She sat up and stared ahead to see a knight with pale skin and light brown hair. The lagoon's water came up to his waist, but she could see the tops of his shorts. She stood up in a flash with her sword drawn and ready.

"Who might you be," she asked. "And how did you know about this place?"

"I was wondering if you might be the Lady of the Lake," he said, stepping towards her. She aimed her sword at him. "Are you?"

"No. Who might you be?"

"Knight of France by the name of Jarrett." Kyte's defense slightly weakened at his words and he noticed this. "Why, who might you be? Certainly, a lady knight as you has a beautiful name." His hopes rose in anticipation of her name.

"My name. . ." She sighed in mock defeat. "Is Kyte."

"It's me. Jarrett. I've come back from the East." Kyte's mouth opened in shock as she dropped her sword. She closed her mouth and ran to him, hurling herself into his arms and knocking him backwards into the water. As they resurfaced, she hugged him, wrapping her arms around his sturdy back as he did the same to her.

"I thought that you were dead. I missed you so much!"

"I missed you, too." He tilted her face up to him and looked at her. "You have become a wonderful knight." He let go of her as his comrade returned.

"I take it that you are the infamous Kyte," he said, dismounting his horse.

"Infamous? I only spoke of her--"

"Every day." As the two stepped out of the water, the black haired knight knelt at Kyte's feet and reached for her hand to kiss, but she snatched it away.

"I am not a Lady in Waiting," she said, grabbing her sword. "I am a knight." It made the knight at her feet laugh with such intensity, that it angered her.

"Yes milady. You are a knight. One in shining armor, too."

"I don't wear armor unless I go into battle. And that isn't very often."

"Why? Will they not fight a woman?" She looked away before stepping out of the glade and back to her horse. She mounted him and was followed by both knights. "Why are you leaving?"

"I will not stay here and stand for such insults to my knighthood." She kicked Midnight's flanks and was soon a blur as he galloped away into the green. Jarrett turned towards his comrade.

"Thank you, Stewart," Jarrett said, hitting him across the back of his head in mock anger. "She's never taken that well. You should've taken her seriously. Give her five seconds, and she can rip out your tongue." He grimaced. "She wouldn't like it, but she could."

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End Part SIX!