Neal ran as fast as his legs could carry him, and then he suddenly stopped. As he
Skidded to a stop, snow flew behind him. Neal looked around and saw a bench near a fountain, which was frozen by now, and sat to think.
Then he questioned himself
When Lady Yuki left did he feel the heartbreak that he thought he should have?
No, he didn't.
When he looked at Kel did he feel a surge of happiness?
Yes, he did.
Should he have?
No, he shouldn't have.
Then, as he pondered one thought came out and jumped at him. Love is funny in its very own ways...A year ago he would've fought and died for Yuki. But then...after months of separation from the war, and much time spent with Kel... That he wasn't really overjoyed to go back to Corus and Yuki. And he realized that when he jumped off his horse and kissed her like there was no tomorrow. After that, he stiffened. Where were all the sparks that came when he kissed her? They were gone, and months later, he knew for good.
A few days after the wedding, Neal found himself wondering how Kel's lips would fee on his, how Kel's- He shook off that train of though and scolded. 'Bad Neal, Bad, Bad, Neal! Don't think off your best friend that way!' then his romantic voice argued 'but what if she is my beautiful, charming, and well, lovely best friend?'
Neal sighed and banged his head against the neck of his horse, which was not a good thing, especially if he was jousting. The horse reared and got up on his hind legs, trying to get his rider off. With a loud "THUMP" Neal landed on the ground. Sitting there and trying to nurse his sore bottom, he took a moment to bang his head against the ground, trying to get the voices; which had started arguing again, out of his head. It didn't work and Neal let out a loud roar of frustration.
Suddenly a pair of hands reached into his line of vision. Looking up his eyes met Dom. Neal scowled. Dom suddenly helped Neal up. He looked at Dom for an answer, for the Dom he knew wouldn't do this kind of thing without a good reason.
Once up Neal tried to look, or more like glare, into Dom's eyes, but Dom kept avoiding eye contact. "Umm Neal, If I said I needed help with" Dom coughed "Kel...would you help me?" Neal looked at him as if he was mad. "And why would you, dear cousin of mine, need help with Kel?" Neal inquired with a gaze that was trying to find what Dom meant.
"Well..." Dom started to say, a blush creeping up his neck. Dom said this next part out fast. "FiakKmmwwdss? Wdselke?" Dom took a deep breath and smiled. Neal blinked and started to guess what Dom had just said to him. "You want to go out with a..." Neal broke off and tried to suppress laughter "...a bottle of Ketchup, and snog it to death, then you want to eat it with some cake?" After this Neal broke out with laughter, and fell on the ground clutching his stomach.
Dom glared at his cousin with suppressed fury, then said "What I was trying to say was that" Dom blushed again. "If I asked Kel to marry me would she like it? Does she love me?"
Neal chocked. He went very pale, and turned up to Dom seeing the smirk on his face. Neal said weakly. "W-W-what?"