Disclaimer: Fire: Once again...we do not own Fire Emblem.
Aisu: If we did they all would be gay! Gay I say!
Cloud: They don't own anything...they only rent...
Zack: But I own you Cloud! Drags off the blonde hero
Cloud: ...--;; Mew....
----- AUTHOR NOTE TIME! YAY!!!!
Aisu:.....Flares Gone.....He died....
Flare: No....I'm in Europe...
Aisu: Oh...Whatever. Anyway....We have reviews! And people hate us! Woo!
Flare:....I would like to say we KNOW that Marth and Roy never meet their respective Fire Emblem games. Aisu wouldn't shut up about it before we wrote the story....
Aisu: Yah! So for everyone out there who thinks we're retarded THIS IS AN A/U!!! A/U! Say it with me!!! A/U FIC!!!
Flare: Okay..thats enough...So..I guess we should alert people on the summary....
Aisu: You're the one who wrote the damn thing....
Flare: Shut up....ANYwhos....for the other nice person, Mihalle, we're keeping it in the Fire Emblem section for now because we're going to make it more....Fire Emblemishy? oO
Aisu: On with the story!!!! Oo! First person POV starting with ROY
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I didn't believe him for a second. How could he be the prince of a kingdom that was over the ocean!? I flipped my hair and glared down at the so called 'prince' was filthy, and looked half starved. A prince would be snobby...which this guy was good at, well fed, which this man was not. I sheathed my sword, obviously this guy was insane, so I decided not to kill him. I stood and bowed mockingly.
"Well Prince Marth...Join my humble little resting place." With that said I went off into the woods and began a long search...for food. I found a deer and crept up quietly behind it, carefully drawing my blade from it's sheath. In seconds I killed the poor thing and dragged it by it's hind legs back to the camp where 'Marth' was watching the fire I lit, his armor and cape lain neatly beside him. I dropped my prey beside the azure teen. He looked up at me with those ice blue eyes, which were filled with confusion.
"You DO know how to cook, right?" I plopped down beside him as 'Marth' stared at me with wide eyes. "Well...I'm letting you stay with me at my fire. It's the least you could do."
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He thinks I'm a looney...great. Just great. And he wants me too cook this dead carcass of deer laying beside me. Not that my cooking skills are below lacking...but it's defiantly not something I'm accustomed to.
"R-right...I suppose." I mumble before grabbing the deer and pulling out my sword. Cooking utensils seemed to be lacking at the moment, and the sword screamed to be the best substitute. Might I add I've never attempted to skin and then butcher a deer.... Eww...blood....decapitated deer....I'm going to be sick. I think my acquaintance noticed this too.
"Don't you DARE hurl on our dinner!"
"Yah yah..." I shrugged off the pitting sickness of blood and gore; Hell had I seen enough of it, and continued on my 'merry' way of slaughter house. And was it ever quiet during this time. He looked into the fire, still glowing brightly; he had a beautiful radiance...wait....the FIRE had a beautiful radiance...Yes...The fire. "So...do you have a name?" I tried not to look at him an concentrate on my mangled deer.
"Yah."
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"The name is Roy." I told the azure teen as he stared into the inside of our meal. I then looked back into the fire and watched it flicker and crackle. Then I felt eyes staring at me...and when I looked up Marth was staring at me. I shifted and asked him what was the matter. He only looked back to his task of preparing the deer. I shrugged and laid back onto the grass and stared at the blood red sky as nightfall slowly began to fall. "Great..." I muttered slightly. "Just great..." And that's when I noticed that dark clouds began to cover the sky. "...Now it's perfect." I said with a slight growl. Seconds later sleep consumed me.
I woke up to water drops landing on my face. I looked at Marth who was under his cape, as close to the fire as possible, trying to keep it burning and the food cooking. I sat up with a sigh, scratching my head...there was something soft hiding inside it, then I felt it...a squirrel scurried down my face and into my armor.
"CRAP!" I yelped and jumped up as it entered my underclothes and it kept going down...so I squirmed and squirmed trying in vain to get the damned thing out of my clothes. Marth watched...laughing. The bastard.
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What can a guy honestly do when he sees another being glomped by some kind of pervert squirrel? He can only sit back and laugh. Although it seems Roy had different ideas.
"Help me get it OUT!!!"
So I was set with the task of removing the squirrel from...unmentionable places. Oh for the love of Anri...This was a dilemma indeed...Keep the food and fire from getting wet...or help Roy? It truly was a difficult decision. I sighed, my good conscious getting the best of me. I edged over to him, trying to keep him still as he squirmed and cursed. Feeling brave, I undid his belt, hiked up the tunic and shoved my hand into his pants.
Sound perverted? Yes...Yes I know...And now I regret doing the action for I noticed Roy's eyes seems to dilate. I almost thought either I or the squirrel had killed him till he started his scratch attack on my head.
"Raaaaaaaaa!!! What ARE you doing?!" Roy screamed struggling and trying to rid himself of small fuzzy rodent and my hand.
"Do you want it out or not!" I retorted at him. I attempted to find the demon squirrel only to have something soft brush against my gloved hand.
Oh.
Anri.
Let that be the damn squirrel......
I don't think it was though. I'm pretty sure it wasn't. Unfortunately, I think I killed Roy with this action. He wasn't moving anymore. Now I know I killed him. Crap. To my and Roy's fortune I found the antagonist rat and removed it from the shelter of Roy's pants.
It was then, even within the pouring rain that I discovered the horror.
"Hey, you're the same squirrel I threw a rock at!"
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Aisu: Umm....review please? Flares not here to help me anymore....--... Oh and any flames will be laughed and mocked cruely by my "witty" humor, oh yes! A/U!!!!!!!! Oo