Kel groaned as someone pounded on her door. For once in her life, she could have slept in.
"Kel, wake up!" She got to her feel and stumbled to her door. Yankingit open, she found Dom waiting for her.
"Good morning," he said cheerfully, "Would you like to practice after breakfast?"
"Sure. If you'll wait a moment, I'll walk down to breakfast with you." Dom smiled as sat down on Kel's chair. She gathered clothing and went into the privy to chance. Splashing water on her face, Kel woke up completely. Dom's in my room! What was I thinking? she wondered. Dressing in a hury, Kel rushed Dom out of her room and to the mess. Kel wished Neal a good morning as she wat down with her porridge. He muttered something incoherent in reply.
"You forget, Kel, our meathead is not a morning person," Dom reminded her. Neal glared at the pair.
"You two are way too awake," he grumbled, returning to his food. They finished breakfast in silence, leaving Neal to finish waking.
"Sword or glaive?" Kel asked. While they had been stationed at New Hope, Kel had been teaching Dom the glaive.
"Both?"
"Sure. I'll meet you at the practice courts." They parted, and Kel ran up to her room to gather her practice weapons. Dom was already stretching when she arrived. He flashed a heart-melting grin as she set down her weapons and began to stretch alongside him. Dom picked up his practice glaive and began to twirl it languidly. Kel lunged at him, thrusting the staff end bewteen his hands and making him drop the glaive.
"Hey!" he exclaimed, "not fair!" Kel laughed and let him pick up the dropped weapon. They squared off, searching each other for an opening. A few minutes later, Dom lay on his back, dull blade at his throat.
"I yield," he said, raising his hand in defence. "You only won because you've been training with that thing forever. I'll be I can beat you at the sword," he said, standing.
"What would you like to bet?" Kel's reply took Dom by suprise, he had been half-joking about the betting.
"Dinner. If I win--you buy me dinner. If you win-- I'll buy you dinner." He and Kel shook hands. Picking up the practice swords, they circled each other. Dom lunged at Kel, who stepped to one side. Dom spun and their swords met, locking at the hilt. Realizing they were matched for strength, Kel dropped to her knees and rolled out of the way. The pair circled, watching each other carefully. Dom attacked and Kel found an opening. She slid her sword in, flipping Dom's from his graps. Laying the point at the bridge of his nose, Kel smiled.
"You owe me dinner," she said. Dom pushed her sword from his face.
"Tonight? I would not like to remain in your debt," he said, walking Kel to her room. "Will you wear a dress?"
Kel laughed, "We'll see."
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Kel stood in front of her mirror, tugging at her dress. It was light green with a dark green overlay that complimented her hazel eyes. Someone knocked on her door and she opened it to find Dom.
"Ready to leave, milady?"
"I'm no lady, but I am ready to leave." Dom led Kel to the courtyard where she found a carrige waiting for them. Kel rasied an eyebrow.
"I didn't think you would want to ride while in a dress." Kel had to agree. While she was capable of riding in a skirt, she did not find it fun. They ate at a small eating place on the skirts of they city. It was very good food, and they spent a long time there, talking. Kel was glad to be in Dom's company. She found she still harbored feelings for him, though she would never tell him. As they rode back to the palace, Kel found herself falling asleep. When they reached the courtyards, Dom picked her up genlty, cradeling her against his chest. Kel sighed in her sleep as Dom carried her to her room. The door was locked, so her gently woke her up.
"Kel," he whispered. She stirred and opened her eyes.
"Where am I?"
"At your room, it's locked." Kel retrieved the key from her pocked and let them into her room. Falling into bed, she fell asleep with Dom still in the room. He covered her sleeping form and let himself out of the room.
"Goodnight, my Lady Knight."
AN: Please review! I know this is turning out to be traditional K/D but a twist is comming soon, I promise! Please review! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!
