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Here's the third chapter. I'm gonna try to make these chapters a bit longer. Don't forget to review.


Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Dragoon, but I do own the characters that I created and the Dragoon Judges.

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Damia opened the door to Belzac's room.

"Hello?" She looked inside the room. Belzac was sitting on his bed.

"Hello, Damia." He looked over at her.

"Hi. I think Kanzas is gonna kill me this time." She sat down on the bed beside him.

Belzac laughed. "Oh is he?"

She nodded. "Yeah. He's strange though."

"How come?" He couldn't think of any other way that Kanzas could be stranger than he already is.

"Well, when Rose, Zieg, and I were outside, he was standing behind them. He just…oh I don't know. He didn't blow up in my face or chase me when I ran away. I think something's wrong with him, Belzac." Damia closed her eyes.

"What could possibly be wrong with him other than that attitude?" He held Damia's hand. "I'm pretty sure there's nothing wrong with him, Damia."

"But I know there's something wrong with him." She stood up. "I'm going to find out what it is." She left the room.

"If she makes that man mad, then there's no tellin' what he'll do to her." Belzac stood up and left the room.

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Shirley stared out of her window. 'I wonder why Belzac is going to Rose's room?' She then noticed Damia running up to Kanzas' room. 'He may not be in there, but it's still very dangerous.' Shirley ran out of her room. She bumped into Syuveil on the way down. It was very rare to find Syuveil out of his room.

"What's wrong?" She asked the man.

"Belzac told me to tell you that Damia was going into Kanzas' room and that you must pretend that you don't know." Syuveil told her.

"Why?" She looked at the man with a confused look on her face.

He shrugged his shoulders. "Who knows?" He ran off.

Shirley quickly ran towards Rose's room.

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Damia quickly opened the door to Kanzas' room.

'Thank Soa he isn't here.' She quietly snuck in, and started to look around. 'He must have some proof about what's going on in his life.' She continued looking around. She heard footsteps coming up the stairs to his room. 'Yikes!' She looked around for a good place to hid. She quickly hid under his bed. 'Let's just hope he doesn't look under the bed. She held her breath as the door opened. She could see Kanzas' feet scurrying around, looking for something. Suddenly he froze. 'Uh-oh.' She covered her mouth. 'He doesn't see me, he doesn't see me.' The bed flew and smashed up against the wall, showing Damia laying on the floor. 'He sees me!' She stood up and ran for the window. Kanzas tried to grab her. He missed. She made a leap out of the window when he tried to grab her again. She started to fall. She Dragooned and floated a few hundred feet above the ground. She looked back up to see Kanzas glaring at her from the bedroom window. 'I'm dead meat.' She flew down to the ground and landed. When she looked back up, Kanzas was gone. 'He's gonna hunt me down until he kills me!' She turned back into her original form and started to run towards Belzac's room. He would protect her.

Someone grabbed her by her hair and jerked her backwards. She hit the ground. Kanzas stood above her.

"YOU LITTLE BRAT!! WHY WERE YOU IN MY ROOM?!" He held her down tightly.

"I…" She truly didn't have a good reason, well, not one that he would believe.

"Let her go, Kanzas." Belzac's voice made Damia's heart leap for joy.

'Thank Soa he's here.' Damia thought to herself as Kanzas picked her up and held her by the throat.

"Put her down." Shirley was behind Belzac.

Rose stepped in front of the other two. "Kanzas, don't make me have to hurt you."

"You'll have to get through the girl first." Kanzas looked at Belzac. "I ain't lettin' this brat go until she gives me a good reason why she was in my room."

"I'm sure she has a reason, Kanzas." Shirley had concern in her eyes. Kanzas was quite unpredictable. He could have let her go right now, or he could have killed her. No one knew which he was going to do.

"I……I was playing a game of catch with Loshianna in the air and the ball flew in his room." Damia lied.

"Oh yeah?" Kanzas threw Damia over to Belzac. "If I don't find that ball in my room, then you're dead, brat." He turned and walked back towards his room.

"It might be best if you stay with me for the night, Damia." Rose suggested.

Damia nodded. "Okay."

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Phirala snuck up to Mike's room. The Dragoon of Dreams was very tricky. He could make her go into a deep sleep right now if he knew she was going into his room. She opened the door to the Dream Dragoon's room. He wasn't there. She looked around for one of his books.

'Bingo.' She picked up a book that was laying on his bed. She took out a piece of paper and laid it on his bed. The paper said:

Dear Mike,

Hello. It's me, Saphira. Sorry to bother ya, but I found a book just lying there in the hallway floor and I thought it might be yours. Please meet me in the garden tomorrow night at ten o'clock to see if it is yours. I would really appreciate it. See ya!

Sincerely,

Saphira

She ran out of his room and towards Saphira's room. She opened the door and found Saphira sleeping. She quietly made her way inside and grabbed her favorite pink ribbon. Phirala laid a piece of paper that she had prepared on Saphira's desk. The paper said:

Dear Saphira,

I'm terribly sorry to bother you, but I've found your pink ribbon just earlier and I wanted to give it back to you. I wanted to be polite so I would like you to meet me in the garden at ten o'clock tomorrow night, so I can give your pink ribbon back to you. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Mike

Phirala laughed amongst herself as she kept re-reading the letter. 'This plan just has to work.' She ran out of the room. The plan was for both of them to meet at the same place, at the same time, and things would work from there. She ran up to her room to get some rest.

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Saphira stretched. She noticed a piece of paper on her desk. She got out of bed and looked at it. 'It's from Mike.' She read the paper. 'Oh. He's got my ribbon.' She looked around the room. 'I wonder how my ribbon got out of my room. I could have sworn that I had laid it on the desk before I went to bed.' She made her way out of her room and towards the kitchen.

Once she arrived in the kitchen, she saw Phirala cooking.

"Hiya, Saphira." Phirala was stirring something in a big pot. "Them two bone-heads in there didn't want breakfast, they wanted soup. Not breakfast soup though. Supper soup. Can you believe it?"

Saphira giggled. "Yeah. That's just like them." She quickly walked into the dining room.

Hajeri and Milro was sitting at the kitchen table. Milro was banging his fists on the table, saying 'food'. Hajeri was just quietly sitting there. Saphira took a seat across from Milro.

"Why do you always have to choose soup for breakfast?" She asked Milro.

"I don't always choose soup. Sometimes I choose ham." He answered with a smile.

"Why can't you just once choose a breakfast food?" She leaned back in her chair.

"What would be the fun of that?" He looked over at Phirala.

She carried three bowls in the dining room. She laid one bowl down in front of each person.

"Eat up, pig." She said to Milro as she gave him his bowl. She laid some bread on the table.

"I can't be a pig because I eat pigs." Milro started eating the soup.

"Well, then you just like to eat your own kind." Phirala sat down beside him. "Does anyone know where Mike is?"

Milro and Saphira just shook their heads. Hajeri stayed himself and didn't say anything.

"I should probably go put his food in his room." Phirala stood up and left.

Everyone ate quietly. At least until Milro decided to try something. He filled up his spoon with soup and tried to balance it on his nose. It worked but he must've wanted something heavier because he then took his whole bowl and tried to balance it on his nose.

Saphira waited for it to fall. Hajeri looked over towards the maniac. Milro waited for five minutes and the bowl never fell.

'Why won't it fall?!' Milro thought to himself and he just thought of a plan. He threw the bowl up in the air.

Everyone looked up as it started to fall. Saphira saw it coming closer to her. The bowl fell on top of her head. Soup poured out and ran down her face.

Milro burst out laughing. Hajeri actually had a smile on his face, which was very rare for him. Saphira took the bowl off her head.

"That's not funny." She told Milro.

"Yes…yes it is!" He was laughing really hard now.

Saphira took her bowl and threw it at him. His face was now wet with soup.

"Now THAT'S funny!!" Now she was laughing. Hajeri looked at both of them. He knew what was coming next. And he was right. A food fight had begun. Bread went flying everywhere. They slowly seemed to move towards the kitchen. Hajeri followed, but stopped when he came to the kitchen door. The kitchen was already a mess. They both were covered with flour. He looked around to make sure no one was coming. The Queen didn't allow him to break up fights because, well, he was usually the one to start them. He walked in the kitchen and grabbed both of them by the ear.

"Enough already." He told them both.

Saphira didn't know why she did it, but she took a plate full of carrots, and stuffed it in Hajeri's face. Milro looked at her. She shrugged her shoulders. She truly had no clue why she did that. Strangely, Hajeri started laughing. They both looked at him with confused looks on their faces. Hajeri then stuffed both of their faces in some pudding that Phirala had made for the Queen. They both wiped their faces, filled their hands with the pudding, and wiped it on Hajeri's face. The food fight had begun again.

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The Queen listened to the voices laughing in the kitchen.

'Phirala, Saphira, and Milro better not be having another food fight.' She left her room and walked towards the kitchen.

When she opened the door, she was surprised not to see Phirala there, but Hajeri in her place. The three Dragoons were on the floor, covered in flour, laughing their heads off. She stared at Hajeri, who was laughing. She didn't remember the last time that she had heard him laugh. Milro and Saphira laughing was normal, but Hajeri? Everyone stopped laughing and looked at the Queen. Hajeri stood up, obviously embarrassed to be caught laughing. The Queen smiled.

"Maybe I should leave you three alone to continue?" The Queen looked at Hajeri, who was now blushing.

He quickly made his way out of the kitchen.

"Uh…we can explain." Saphira told the Queen.

"I'm sure you can, but…" The Queen remembered how happy Hajeri looked. "Maybe you should have a food fight every now and then. If you do, then maybe Hajeri will learn to be happy more often."

Saphira and Milro looked at each other. They both nodded. The Queen continued to smile as she left the room.

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Hajeri walked in his room and shut the door behind him.

'Why do I always have bad luck?' He laid down on his bed. 'That was never supposed to happen, especially in front of her. And plus, I never meant to hit her when she had interrupted that fight with Mike.' Hajeri remembered the way Saphira had smiled in the kitchen and he smiled. He quickly shook the thought out of his head. He sat up and took out his black sword, and stared at it. Someone knocked on his door. He ignored it and laid down. The door opened and the Queen walked in.

"What do you want?" He asked, not bothering to look at her.

"Just wanted to check on you. You left in quite a hurry." The Queen looked down at his sword, then back at him.

"So?" He turned to face the wall.

The Queen laughed.

"What?" He stared at the wall.

"Nothing." The Queen turned and left.

'Why does she continue to bother me?' Hajeri closed his eyes and went to sleep.

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Shirley walked beside Belzac.

"I wonder what Emperor Diaz needs to tell us. He said he'd give us a few hours 'till the meeting, but it's only been forty-five minutes." Shirley said as they all walked up the stairs to the meeting room.

"It probably has something to do with what happened earlier." Rose muttered.

"Who told him then?" Damia was close to Belzac.

Kanzas walked behind them all. Zieg watched him closely. Syuveil walked beside Zieg.

"How long to you think it will take for Kanzas to go ballistic in there?" He asked Zieg.

"Probably whenever Diaz talks to him." Zieg answered.

Kanzas obviously heard because he stared at them with hate in his eyes.

When they entered the room, Diaz was sitting in his chair. Everyone sat down at the table.

"I've heard that Kanzas was threatening to kill Damia. Is this true?" Diaz looked at everyone.

Damia stood up. "Yep. It's true." When Kanzas glared at her, she sat back down.

"Kanzas?" Diaz looked at him.

Kanzas stood up and slammed his fist against the table. "SHE WAS IN MY ROOM!!"

"Damia?" Diaz then looked at Damia.

She fiddled with her hair. "Maybe I was."

"SHE SHOULD BE PUNISHED!" Kanzas yelled.

"Kanzas, calm down." Diaz told him.

"WHY SHOULD I?!" Kanzas slammed his fist against the table once more. "SHE HAD NO RIGHT TO BE IN MY ROOM!!"

"He's right, Damia." Diaz looked over at Damia, who was still fiddling with her hair.

"I know. I'm sorry." Damia looked at Kanzas, who looked really mad.

"She said she was sorry, Kanzas." Diaz was getting impatient. He knew he had to settle this, but he wanted to get to the more important issues, like Melbu finding his apprentice.

"Well, I don't accept her apology!" Kanzas stomped out of the room.

'Why does he always act like this?' Diaz rubbed his head. "Someone please go get him. He really needs to hear what I have to say."

Everyone looked at each other.

"I'll go." Rose stood up and walked out of the room. Zieg followed.

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Rose ran up to Kanzas.

"Stop!!" She grabbed his arm and he froze.

He stayed quiet.

"Kanzas, you need to come back inside, right now." She stepped in front of him as he started to walk.

"Why should I? You're not my boss." Kanzas hissed.

"But you agreed to help Diaz, so that's what you're gonna do." Rose glared at him.

"He doesn't need me. He's got you six." He told her.

"He still needs you because seven Dragoons will make a huge difference in the war." Rose noticed that he seemed to be a bit calmer.

He closed his eyes for a few seconds then reopened them. He could see Zieg watching them out of the corner of his eye. "Fine then. I'll hear whatever he has to say."

Rose was glad that he surrendered. She really didn't feel like fighting with him right now.

"Good." Rose walked behind Kanzas to make sure he wouldn't run off. Again. Zieg walked beside Rose.

The three Dragoons walked back inside. Diaz was getting very impatient.

"Finally." He muttered to himself. After they all sat back down, Diaz cleared his throat. "Melbu has found an apprentice. We must be cautious. Charle will tell us whenever she has found more information on this apprentice. We also need to set some rules around here." He looked at Kanzas, then at Damia. "You must ask before you go into someone's room, and then you must knock. Do you understand, Damia?" Damia nodded. "Good. And Kanzas," He looked at Kanzas, who was sitting quietly. "no starting fights, no threatening your allies, and if someone comes in your room without permission, then you must either come tell me, and then I'll punish them, or you can forgive and forget. Do you understand?"

Kanzas crossed his fingers under the table. "Yes."

Rose stared at him. 'I don't trust him.' She knew for a fact that he had just lied.

Syuveil looked at Diaz. "How long do you think we have to train?"

Diaz thought for a moment. "I seriously don't know. Whenever we decide to attack, I guess. Anyway, I'll let you go. For now that is." Diaz watched as everyone left the room.

'Hopefully Kanzas will behave until we attack. More than likely he won't.' Diaz rubbed his head.

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Melbu Frahma stood in the doorway, watching the child named Boralo train with a sword.

'He has so much speed for such a young Wingly.' He watched in amazement as Boralo sliced through miniature Dragons.

Boralo put down the sword. "May I practice with my fists now?" He seemed tired of using a sword. Melbu nodded. Boralo started taking out the miniature Dragons two at a time and just with his fists.

'This child is amazing. And he's only six. Think of how strong he would be when he's older.' Melbu thought to himself as the child walked over to him.

"Sir?" Boralo looked up at him.

"Yes, Boralo?" Melbu looked down at the small boy.

"May I have a snack now?" Boralo asked.

"Yes, yes." He showed the boy towards the kitchen.

While Boralo ate, Melbu walked over to a Wingly guard.

"I want you to find the best school teacher, the best Martial Arts teacher, and hire the best body guard there is for the boy. Do you understand?" Melbu looked at the guard.

"Yes, sir." The Wingly quickly ran off.

'For my apprentice, he needs to be very well protected, ready to fight anything that gets in his way, and very intelligent.' Melbu felt a tug on his cape.

"I'm done eating." Boralo told him.

"Then let me show you to your room." He held the boy's hand and walked down the hallway.

"I get my own room?!" Boralo looked up at him.

"Yes. You do." Melbu continued to walk.

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