Disclaimer: Final Fantasy Tactics is not mine. It's never going to be mine. So meh

A/N: I started this RIGHT after the review about making a lemon … however mid way through I just stopped writing it. Don't remember why don't really care. However, I think I may as well finish it.

Christmas for Two

She had finally let him go at one point. Judging from the clock Mustadio had given her when she had started the business it was well into the evening hours. Turning the open sign to say closed and locking the door Agrais had taken Ramza into the kitchen.

Agrais as well as Ramza had learned many things during there various times traveling. One of the first being cooking, if you can't cook you're less likely to eat. The two had talked quietly while preparing dinner which had continued as they sat eating it. The two of them recounting many things that had happened to the two of them from the years apart.

As the hour drew later the two decided to head for bed. Ramza had probably spent the better part of the day traveling and fatigue clearly showed within his eyes. Agrais caught sight of the weariness within his blue eyes and quickly stepped up under his arm and wrapping one of her very own around his waist to help support him as the two head towards the second story of Agrais house. As the two of them climbed the single stair case, pushed together close by the narrowness of it, a thought occurred to Agrais … she had no guest room. Well that wasn't entirely true however it was used as a private study where she would spend time reading and working on the various accounts for her business. So the room was filled to the rafters with ledgers and other books, even a few holy scriptures, that even though she knew were probably false, she could not get rid of them from her years of being a Knight of the Church.

As the two had come to the door of her room Agrais had asked Ramza to wait outside while she changed. Closing the door firmly behind her Agrais leaned herself against, not fully sure what she should do. In her years as being a simple calculator she had changed from being the Knight Captain to a simple commoner. However what was she to do about right now she thought. Shaking her head and deciding to do what she had once done which was go along and find out for herself, she crosses the room to the vanity.

Agrais looks at her image in the mirror and smiles. Not much had changed about her since the days of fighting. Her body was still feminine despite the muscles put on it from the fighting. Her auburn hair was usually straight down out of the needed braid her helmet had required. Turning from the mirror she exited and looked at Ramza … what was he to her. Her Boyfriend? Her Lover? Her Fiancé? The thought of being 32 with a boyfriend made her giggle.

Ramza had looked at her curiously for a moment before entering the room to change himself. After a few minutes he exited wearing a long nightshirt and a pair of breeches. Agrais smiled at him. Not the shy smile of a young maiden. But a smile of friendship and trust that only a confident Knight could give.

Returning the smile Ramza tilted his head to her room. "I never expected your room to be so clean and immaculate." He says while holding the door open for her. His youthful training in manners at the Knights academy hadn't worn off in his years of traveling Agrais had noted with a slight thought … although she added that it was probably just who he was, a kind man who had been once given a very rough destiny.

Smiling as she walks past him and heads for the large bed. Nothing in her room had frills. It was all very basic. Her Armor was hung on a dummy the sword leaning against one of the bedposts. They were both kept clean and polished, a slight light from the lantern in the room shined off the armor. That's one habit that never left her since retiring. Sleep with your weapon close by and keep your equipment clean. Although she didn't need a Sword to use her Holy Knight attacks, some things are never forgotten.

Sitting on the edge of the bed she faces the younger man and smiles warmly. "I was never one for frills. I guess all those years of a knight really made me see simple was best." She says as she looks at him with her piercing cool eyes. His eyes reflected the light of the lantern just as much as her armor had and she shivers. Half from the chill of the room, half from the feelings she had for the Blue Knight.

Crossing the room, Ramza sits down on the bed next to Agrais and wraps an arm around her shoulder. Leaning her body onto his shoulder Agrais lightly rubs her cheek against it. They had both been through so much, each one searching for different things. At first it was a Knight doing her duty and a Mercenary doing a job. Then it had become a Knight searching for truth and a Heretic looking for answers. Through it all they had all met many people. Some of them had become friends; some of them had become enemies. But those that had stayed through the course of the entire war formed a tight bond. However, they had a learned something that they shouldn't have so many had gone into hiding and several had disappeared.

The hours pass by as the two just nestle on Agrais bed. Time had no meaning for these two at this moment. All they knew was the feeling of being next to some one who fully understood the other. Both were Knights, both saw things that they had to question, both had pasts they rather forget. Both of them loved each other.

Just how long the two of them sat like that no one could say. However, at some point Agrais stirred and looked up at Ramze, he was still as handsome as she had remembered. His blond hair and blue eyes, the innocent look in his eyes still glistened despite the horrors of the Lion War. In so many ways he had stopped being a boy years ago, however in many other ways he continued to be that boy. She would never forget how this one person managed to pull together a ragtag group of misfits and turn them into a . . . close knit family was all she could think of. Pretty much anybody Ramza welcomed into his band of soldiers became a trusted companion. Even a man named Cloud who was as strange as they come having appeared outta no where became a part of it.

Looking into his Agrais sees the weariness that lines it and the shadows around his pupils. Smiling softly she gently pushes him down on to the bed and curls up next to him. Soon she feels his arms wrap around her own waste, holding her close as she pulls the quilt up around them to help them keep them warm against the chill of the winters night.

And in the dead of night, the only sound heard within that single room was the sound of two hearts beating one simultaneous beat.

End

A/EN: Alright so I wrote more. No biggie this actually underwent a few major changes from its initial concept over a year ago. Who knows I may end up writing some more . . . I may not. My track record ain't that good when it comes to writing after all. However, I feel good about this one. Take care.

D. W. A.