If you liked this game, play Suikoden III too.  I really liked that one too.

**Miklotov**

(We have so many memories…)

I had realized that today was the 3-month anniversary of our relationship. A lot of things have happened since the day of our first date, like the end of the war and the return of our troops to Rockaxe. Of course Camus and I were both deeply involved in the restructuring of the knight system and temporarily became the leaders of the Matildan Knights. Though somehow Camus was able to find a time and a place to sneak out for a romantic outing. He has always approached things differently then I have, so I am not surprised.

(You always had the ideas…)

A few days after the bath experience, I was completely bored because I had the whole afternoon free and could not think of anything to do. I was sick of staying in bed, even if it was spent reading, but Huan still recommended that I stay close to the castle unless I had an escort. I wondered who would I go with. Then of course Camus found a way to cancel a whole afternoon of training to spend with me and invites me to go horse riding. I never figured out how he was able to do that, and I realized later that it really did not matter how it happened, so long as no harm came from it.

(Making ordinary into extraordinary…)

We raced among the grassy fields outside the castle and then rode into the forest, where Camus decided to slow the pace of his horse and we trotted among the trees. Bringing his horse right next to mine, he was then able to put his left arm around my waist as we talked about the war and our family in Rockaxe. I didn't notice that he had pulled me even closer to him until the horses grunted at the friction of their hides touching. He let me go a little bit, instead holding my hand as we left the forest and headed back to the field.

(Making me feel the most loved…)

As we returned our horses to the stables, Camus slipped me a note into my hand, telling me to read it once I was in my room. Before he parted, I thanked him and we shared a quick parting kiss, and of course his parting gesture too. When I finally reached my room, I stripped off my coat and sat on my bed, unfolding the note. It simply said: Meet me here again tonight. Of course it may have had only five words, but we would probably be doing something that would need more than five words to describe.

(The most important in the world…)

It was quite chilly that night, with the wind hitting my face with its cold fingers. I of course put on the extra layers so that I wouldn't be freezing to death, but it looked like Camus had underestimated the drop in temperature. When I saw him out there shivering but with a smile on his face, I immediately embraced him, bringing our bodies in contact. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck before whispering in my ear that we should walk a bit farther first before continuing. I blushed, though it could not be seen in the night. I felt almost like a fragile doll with the way he seemed to gently cradle my waist with his arm.

(And my smile was enough…)

We again went to saddle our horses and rode out in the moonlight. He led me to the fields where we had spent the afternoon and stopped when the castle lights were as small as a fingertip. Then after a moment of staring at the stars, which looked unusually bright for some reason at the time, he reached into his breast pocket and brought out twin silver rings. I gasped as he slipped one of them on my middle finger of my right hand. Then he placed the other one into my palm. Confused, I looked to him to ask why he did this.

(You never asked for more…)

He replied that it was a symbol of our union, and though we never had officially become boyfriends, the ring was a promise that I would be the only one for him. I guessed that he wanted me to do the same. Nervously I placed the ring in between my fingers and slid it unto his hand. He told me that I did not need to do that if I was not sure of my promise, but I replied that I was nervous because I was afraid of dropping the ring. This caused him to laugh a bit before bringing me into his embrace.

(I wish I could give you more…)

We kissed then for a while, which I do not need to describe, and then headed back. During the next few months we went out on boat rides, horse rides, picnics, and more dinner dates. Each time I tried to organize something special for him instead of the other way around, but he beat me to it. Which now leads me to today.

(I'll give you something no one else has…)

Finally I was able to plan something before Camus did. I bought all the food for tonight's dinner and cut and cleaned all the ingredients. Now all I have to do is mix them together and create a delicious meal. Then on the table I have candles that I will light before he enters my room. In my bedroom I have clean sheets and a bottle of oil in my desk drawer. I have washed myself and I am dressed in a navy shirt with some black pants. In only an hour Camus will be here and the night of our lives will begin.

(You may think it's too much…)

It is obvious what I am planning tonight. Tonight I plan to make love with him, to lose my virginity, and to show him my desire for him. I knew, from after the bath experience, that suddenly I was dreaming of touching all parts of his body with my hands, holding him against me skin to skin, feeling his hot breath against my neck and him whispering my name. I sometimes would dream of him pressed against me, naked and beautiful, and I would feel aroused. I think he feels the same towards me, or at least I hope he does, because that is my plan for tonight.

(But for once I want to repay you…)

He has been so patient in the relationship, doing little romantic things for me, but I feel that we can move ahead in our relationship. We know each other; we met when I was just a boy. We grew up together, trained together, studied together, and much more. During this last month sometimes we would sleep next to each other, though with our undergarments on at least. This relationship of ours would be almost impossible to break. That is why I decided that today would be a good day to do this.

(And give you the best night ever…)

I just hope that I make no mistakes in implementing my plan. For I want today to be a day remembered for the rest of our lives.

(And you'll remember it…)