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Weeehh! After being bored, I finally wrote down ABF's chapter three! And hopefully, this is a much longer one .

Note: I've changed the Silver Cross to Mildean Cross, by the way.

Chapter Three: Mistaken Prediction
Walking down the hallway with Shiro, Sieg silently prodded on a reason of why Balmung came to Mildean. Its not that he mind at all, its just that why did the silent White Wing, decided to come all the way here from his work in Tenkai, when there isn't a meeting at all, or any of that sorts.

A secret meeting, perhaps?

Shaking his head slightly, Sieg continued on his way to their father's office, with Shiro fondling the Mildean Cross hanging on his neck.

"You know, Niichan? I still don't know how to use this..." Shiro said, thinking his thoughts out loud.

"Of course you don't. You don't even know how to use a spear, nor even handle one." Sieg retorted, not even minding the slight glare from his brother.

For your information, dear brother of mine, I know how to use a spear and I am the best in handling one." He bit back with pride, then turned his gaze back to the necklace. "Its the fact that I don't know how to transform it into a spear that bothers me..."

"One word, Shiro. Library. You'll find you answers there." Without sparing a look, Sieg quickly changed his route.

""Wh--Huh! Hey! Where're you going!"

"Some place like.. Its none of your business." Was the only reply the other got.

I came all the way here yet I still haven't talked to him! I didn't even look for him, for god's sake! What the hell is wrong with me...

Thoughts and images of a certain prince swirl around his mind. Balmung never encountered this kind of situation. Nor does he want to...

But now, he did.

Staring up at the ceiling, Balmung started wondering whether his price also feel the same. Whatever that feeling is...

Wait.. did I just said... mine?

Opening his eyes, Balmung wondered even more if he's still sane, or he gone practically lunatic. Just when he was thinking another set of question, a sudden knock was heard.

"Dare?"

"Me." was the monotone reply. Sighing loudly, Balmung got off the bed and opened the door, revealing Sieg.

"Didn't know you'll stop by here, of all places." Casually said, not even minding the sudden pounding of his heart.

"Well, I didn't know even more that you'll be coming here." Stepping onto the room, hands still holding the red phoenix, Sieg went in without looking at the White Wing at all.

"I thought Syfan told you about it in the letter?"

"I didn't read some part. Only the important ones. Don't want him annoying me all the time, even if he's far away." He shrugged, sitting himself comfortably on the other's bed. "Now why don't you close the door and come over here to entertain your guestly prince here, hm?" twilight eyes gazing at the blushing White Wing with half-lidded eyes with the presence of mischief. (Long, noh?)

Still blushing, Balmung did as what the others want, and walked over to his guest. Eyes still on him, Sieg wish he didn't brought Dronza with him. And as if hearing his master's thought, the phoenix quickly cawed from the surprised prince, and fly away toward the window.

Blinking at the sudden interruption, Balmung stared at the window.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Don't know.. Probably hungry, searching for food." The prince curtly replied with another shrug of his shoulder. Returning his faze back to the White Wing, he quickly grabbed him by the neck and whispered seductively, "Now that interruptions are over, shall we continue on what he have left?"

"Eh!" The other was caught off-guard with the question, and was rewarded with a glare. A glare that is so angry it flared, leaving the other cowering in fear. Up until now the White Wing is still as stupid as he ever was.

Shoving the other aside, Sieg quickly stood up, ready to leave when a hand grabbed him.

"Oi! What's wrong with you!"

"Nothing is wrong with me! Now please! I have more work to do so let me leave at once!" Sieg glared at the White Wing again for the umpteenth time of the day, hurt and anger evident in his eyes. Surely the other isn't blind not to have notice it!

Hesitating mildly, Balmung let go of the prince's arm as he other pulled it back, and strided out of Balmung's room. How he hated the other, he can't describe. All he know is that he hate him and he wish him dead.

Slamming the door behind him, Sieg returned to the path he was suppose to be walking with his brother. Thoughts of anger clouded his mind in instance, yet the other part of him was coming up with excuses for the other's behavior. Surely he isn't this blind?

But what about the invitation? He made it clear, and surely the other would barely miss it!

Mou! But he is still a huge stupid, idiotic moron no matter how great he can be!

As his mind is starting up another train of thoughts, only one linger behind, unnoticed on his mind.

But I still love him...

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