Crono: Oh, here we go again. First Magus, and now Kino. I have to admit tho, Kino is cuter.

Magus: Hey!!

Crono: Eheheh ^_^;;

Kino: XD

Yaoiboy: Alright, alright break it up. I mean, everyone knows Kino is cuter .;;; *dodges a dark bomb...barely* HEY!!!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN a 1980 Gremlin. I just don't. I mean, ewww. Oh, and I don't own Crono Trigger either.



Why did I come back to Ioka Village?

Crono asked himself this, knowing full well what the answer was.

The wedding? No, that's not it, not exactly.

Ayla and Kino were to be wed in two days time. The whole group was there, partying hard around the huge bonfire, dancing those exotic, primitive dances; with the exception of Magus, of course. He had much more important things to do, so he'd said.

But how could I refuse?

The smell of roasted reptite meat permeated the village, as did the cloying scent of ripe fruits that were heaped atop mats around the village. Crono sunk his teeth into something pear shaped and purple, and a sweet rush of juice flooded his mouth.

From where he sat he could watch all the goings on of the celebration. He could see Lucca, trying to lecture a group of fur clad locals on the importance of the wheel, which they were currently using as a table top. Robo entertained the curious children, awing them with miniature laser light shows, and letting them climb all over him as if he were a jungle gym. Marle was busy helping the cooks, getting her hands dirty any chance she could; something that would be severely frowned upon if she were back in the castle. Frog sat in quiet repose, much like Crono. The amphibious body could not take such intense heat, so he kept his distance from the fire, sipping on an orange fruit drink in a heavy stone mug. Then there was the couple of the moment.

Crono sighed looking at them, sitting together, bathed in the harsh orange firelight. Ayla was laughing loudly as she joked with the small crowd about them, and Kino was smiling a very nervous smile. Crono let his gaze linger on the youthful face of the blonde boy in hopes of catching his attention. After a few moments though, his eyes began to drift across that perfectly tanned physique, that muscular chest, glistening with sweat from the fires intense heat. When Kino finally did look his way, Crono looked back long enough to see a few strands of blonde hair fall across the boy's dark eyes before he turned away, never knowing if Kino was actually looking at him or not.

Why would he be, Crono thought. That was such a long time ago...

***Flashback***

Crono had been sleeping fitfully that night. He couldn't stop thinking about that blonde boy. It wasn't often that he saw someone who looked like that...enough to make him think the way he was thinking now.

Stop it! he told himself, but he just kept seeing Kino in his mind. The animal furs that draped the boys shoulders and waist did nothing to hide his chiseled body. It's a perfect body too, isn't it? Crono thought. Then he sighed.

He likes Ayla best. What's the point in even thinking about it? Why can't I just let it go?

He tossed and turned a little while longer before he decided he wasn't going to get any sleep. He got up, grabbed his katana, and left the tent.

There was no one about in the starlit village but the guards who watched the perimeter. Crono waved to one of them who happened to see him, and started to walk aimlessly. He could see the reptite footprints in the ground from earlier that day, when they had raided the village. Things were still pretty trashed. He decided to walk out of the village, where the view was a bit more peaceful.

I know it's not safe but...so far, I haven't seen anything I can't handle he thought as he began to walk out across the moonlit plains.

The breeze was pleasant, clear and cool. He could see the pale light reflecting on the blades of grass swaying back and forth with each gust of air. It calmed him down, and he walked on for a while without thinking about why he was walking in the first place. It was easy to just empty his mind and simply marvel at the savage beauty of the primitive world. Somehow it all reminded him of Kino though.

He sighed and walked on.

Eventually he came to a hill that sloped gently up to a point that he figured would give him a great view, so he started to climb. It was then that he heard the soft sound or a footstep fall behind him. In one fluid movement he turned and drew his sword, only to find himself staring at the one person he was trying so hard not to think about.

"K-Kino sorry," the boy stammered, his face darkening slightly. "No mean to scare Crono."

Why is he...here?? Crono thought, for a moment unable to do anything but remain frozen in place. Kino's frightened glance at the blade snapped him out of it. He lowered the weapon, and stood there, for a moment mesmerized by the way the wind played in the boy's hair.

"W-were...you following me?" Crono asked, and Kino nodded in response. There was something strange about the way Kino nodded, as if he were embarrassed."Why?" Crono asked then, for Kino only to look down, and not speak.

What...do I say?

"...if you wanted to come with me, you could have just said so," he decided on finally, and Kino looked up to him, and cocked his head to the side curiously.

"Crono no mad at Kino? Kino did bad thing..."

"Oh, that." Earlier that day Kino had stolen Crono's gate key out of jealousy. "No, I'm not mad..."

"Really?"

"Really."

The youthful face lit up then, and he held out his hand for Crono to take. Thinking they were going to shake, Crono found his hand clasped in a vice-like grip.

"Kino take Crono to his secret place!" he cried jubilantly, and before Crono could agree or protest, he found himself being dragged off into the forest.