well, I wanted this chapter to be ubberly fluffeh after my other depressing but ending sweetly, chapter. So enjoy the K/Y fluff! Man do I love this pairing! And like last time, my replies to reviewers will be in in my author's note. Man, this is going to be sweet fluff,. Like, those sugar peeps at Easter. Yummy! x3! Wait, I'm scaring myself now. I better stop my ranting before I completely forget what I was going to do! lol!
Nall: You are one idiotic fan girl...
Me: So! So! What does that mean! I have to go on my main computer which freezes everyday to put up these chapters! That means I have to wait everyday at like, I have no clue, like late afternoon to actually put these chapters up! It isn't fair!
Nall: Why do you have to do that?
Me: doesn't work on my laptop or spare computer T.T
Nall: ha Ha! Sucks for you!
Me: baka Yarou O.O I also would like to thank for the some of these ideas; although I didn't put the ideas in the story you reviewed. I found it'd be better suited for my fluffeh Kratos Yuan fic! Yay! And I'm still laughing at my friend who threw a FIT when I killed Kratos! She almost smacked me upside the head! I was like ' Read the next Chapter!" and she's like "Then can I kill you!"
Anyway, if you can't stand Shonen-ai(sp? O.O) maybe you should stop reading x3 But come on! I ain't going to put a lemon in this. Ugh, I think i'd die if I even tried to! I just like the sweet fluff! x3 But will is all be fluff? I might make a erm dramatic scene. No clue, just read and you'll find out!
And I have been having a need to write this story in long, sort of detailed chapters. Most of my stories are humor filled. Anyway, let's start!
Warnings; Spoilers, some Shoen-ai; some language; mostly just an interesting story
I've been down, but now I'm blessed,
I felt a revelation comin around,
I guess it's right, it's so amazing,
Everytime I see you, I'm alive,
You're all I got, you lift me up,
The sun and the moonlight,
All my dreams are in your eyes,
I wanna be inside your heaven,
Take me to the place you cry from,
Where the storm blows your way,
I wanna be the Earth that holds you,
Every bit of air you breathin in, of soothin wind
I wanna be inside your heaven.
"I think you put too much sugar in Yuan," He winced as he bit in the pastry.
Everything had been going fine since his return. Our relationship towards each other was as strong as ever, and we started to explore new adventures in both worlds. Of course using the power Lloyd and the others used to create a vortex to teleport between both worlds. Either way, we still lived in our home located near Heimdall. Today, I had attempted to make a pastry. From Kratos' reaction, I was starting to think I was worse at cooking then him. But then again, I doubted anyone could cook worse then him.
"I followed the recipe," Starring blankly at a leather-bound book, I buried my nose in the book reading over the instructions. Two cups flour, one teaspoon of vanilla extract, one berry, and half a cup sugar... a half cup? I swore it had said three cups earlier. Flushing a deep red, I glanced over at Kratos who was gagging from all the sugar.
"Tastes like pure sugar. You know I hate pure sugar," Kratos chimed miserably. Grabbing a glass of water, he chugged it down rapidly and put down the half of pastry that remained. Looking at him, completely embarrassed, I hesitated and managed an uneasy smile.
"That's what four thousand years of reading does to you," I replied with a hint of amusement. I set down the book and took my seat alongside Kratos. Glancing over to look at me, he shuddered. His auburn hair was untidy and his clothes were all wrinkled.
I just starred at him. He could care less about a thing called personal hygiene. It bothered me, but it was just the way Kratos was. I never knew when he acquired his dislike of sugar, but it must be a real bother at times like this. Especially seeing I had completely screwed up the recipe and added six times the sugar. Did it really taste that bad? Usually I tested my creations on Kratos seeing he always told the truth, well started to tell the truth recently.
"Next time be more careful," With a shake of his head, he glinted a smile. His appearance was strong, but deep down when you got to know him, he was quite enjoyable to be around. More so enjoyable for me. I yawned a bit, then grabbed the other half of the pastry, in protest that it didn't taste that awful.
Shoving the sugar treat in my mouth, I bit down and began to chew. Kratos starred at me, waiting for a dis pleasured response. At first it tasted light and airy, but after ten seconds of chewing, the un pleasant taste of an overdose of sugar filled my mouth as I celeritously swallowed.
"Told you," Kratos chimed drinking his glass of water. He was always right, and sometimes that got annoying. Gazing over at the other pastries that I had created, I felt a feeling of sickness starring at the sugary treats. Who in there right mind would mis measure sugar to that extent? Me.
"It wasn't that bad," I lied bitterly. Almost as if he found it a joke, Kratos laughed a bit. He wasn't much of a laughter kind of guy, but that was one of the things I found so grand in him. Pushing the remaining treats in the side trash, I looked down and yawned. I was extremely groggy this morning. The night before I had stayed up, just thinking about everything that happened in the past years, and thought about how much that certain seraphim who sat less then a foot away from me, meant to me.
"And I thought my cooking was ghastly," Kratos soughed in a bit of a way to cheer me up. He set down his glass then looked out the window back at the river. Not really paying much attention to him at that very moment, I fiddled with my glass and just starred blankly at it, tuning out the world.
"Nice day," I heard Kratos declare, eyes still keen on the window. Lifting my head up to peer out the window, I just starred at the cascading river that had always flowed behind our home. Once a withering stream, but now an imposing force to be reckoned with. Lately from the mana returning to the worlds, the river had began to return to it's crystal clear status.
"What do you want to do," I awaited a reply from Kratos. He didn't say anything, but just starred at that river. He was always one who would stare at that river. Ever since we came here after the Kharlan War. For some reason, I had inferred, he found the river peaceful. Peaceful and Tranquil.
"Depends," I heard Kratos reply brightly. His face flickered with a quick look of interest. Pausing for a moment, he picked up his glass once more and began to sip casually as if he had never said a single thing. Eyes closed, he sat down the glass.
"Depends on what?" I replied. What had it really depended on. The weather, our moods, the star constellations? Whatever it was, I had a swift hint of curiosity to what it was. I also set down my glass, wanting to know what was lingering in his deepest thoughts. After a few moments of what seemed like intense thought, he glanced over at me.
"Well, do you want to explore the northern part of this continent," Kratos requested more then asked. Shifting uneasily I thought for a few moments and just eyed him. Northern Part of this continent? Was he mistaken or just short minded. Where our home sat was at one of the most northern most tips of this piece of land.
"How would we do that?" I wondered. Kratos seemed puzzled for a length of time before actually looking back over at me. He seemed startled that we were that far north. Was he disoriented on our location? I sighed and anticipated his answer.
"Oh, that's right, must have slipped my mind," He spoke meekly. It was odd, but whatever. Closing my eyes for a few seconds, I thought about both bases in the distant ice caps and the other one in the scorching desert. Two different places, two different stories.
"If it's all right with you, I'd like to check on my old bases to make sure it is still disabled and no one is making residence there," Declaring that to Kratos, I stood up a bit. If an evil plotted anything, that would be the place to strike. And besides, the awkward silence between the duo of us was unsettling and we had to have something to do then just sit here floating around ideas.
"Then I shall accompany you," He suggested standing up alongside me. Heh, he knew I would bring him along with me even if I had to drag him onto a Rheaird. I didn't feel safe without him alongside me, I was that close to him.
"I knew you would say that," I admitted.
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"You see those rivers? They all join together to feed into the mass oceans. If even one were to wither, every one of them would be affected."
Mithos starred blankly at his sister, a little stunned. I sat alongside Kratos, just gazing at the embers and Martel. It was late night, and it wouldn't be safe to stay at this campsite for long. Kratos nodded in agreement to what Martel was saying. I looked over at the river she was talking about. It was so small and fragile. I immensely doubted it would ever grow into anything other then a small stream.
"But that river is so small Martel! I doubt if it were to be destroyed the other waterways would suffer," Something other then rivers was on Mithos' mind. He looked downward sadly. My heart felt for the half elf. The three of us had been exiled just for the fact we were half elven and half human.
"Mithos, every life has a purpose," She spoke contentedly running her hand through his yellow hair. I looked over at Kratos who was leaning against a log, with Noishe by his side. The small protozoan made small affectionate sounds to his owner.
"Martel's right," I replied uneasily. I was lying. I knew if any of us were to die, the only ones to be effected would be the rest of us. But that was saying the most. The un-caring mercenary who sat a few feet away from me could care less if our lives were in peril.
"You don't believe that Yuan! You're just agreeing with her because you like her," Mithos spoke stubbornly. My heart suddenly beat rapidly. That little twerp... I glanced over at Martel who had turned a light scarlet. Mithos was right, I did like her. She was absolutely breath taking in the firelight and even the moonlight.
"I..." I trailed off starring at the two siblings. Martel gave a reassuring smile back at me as if to say it was all right. Nodding my head, I looked over at Mithos who held Martel's panpipe close in hand. Before he could even say anything, I knew what he would request.
"Sis, can you play a song?" He asked leaning against her. A smile flickered over her already content face. With a gentle nod, she extending her hand and took the panpipe from her brother and then brought it up slowly to her mouth. Within moments, she was playing a melodic song. Her songs were just a mirrored reflection of herself. Beautiful and complex.
".." Mithos had drifted asleep leaning against her. She continued to play for a few more moments then retired the panpipe to her side. Her gaze reached where I sat.
"I'm going to retire for the night, hope you have sweet dreams," She said, slightly blushing. I nodded, nervously and in a few seconds she had fallen asleep alongside her brother. Waiting for a few seconds to make sure they were in a doze I spoke to myself.
"I will. Any dream is sweet when you're in it..." My voice trailed off as I starred at the roaring flames. It was a relaxing night but then Kratos suddenly spoke for the first time that night. He had gotten up and sat down right next to me.
"Do you really believe every life has an importance?" He asked. His voice showed no emotion. Nothing at all, just an empty hollow voice. I thought a bit, then cleared my throat, and attempted to speak in a soft voice not to wake up Martel or Mithos.
"Before I met Martel, no I didn't believe it. But now I do believe it," I replied, not looking at him but looking at her sleeping body. I heard a gruff sound from the mercenary as he crossed his arms.
"This journey is starting to be more then I bargained for," I heard him say simply. Turning my head to face the auburn companion, puzzlement filled my eyes.
"You can leave anytime. No one's stopping you. You can collect your pay and leave, just like a human," I spoke bitterly. At first I thought Kratos would be offended, but he wasn't. A smirk rolled across his face as he starred at me then to the roaring flame.
"I won't leave just yet," Was all he said. I shrugged then looked beyond the flames, beyond Martel to the small creek. It was so peaceful.
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"Yuan, are you all right?"
I was jolted from my memories of the river from a sudden hand on my shoulder. I looked over and saw Kratos starring in concern at me. Shaking my head, I smiled back at him. It was a smile to show him I was fine, and there was no need for worry.
"No, I'm fine," I replied, as carefree as I could. Too bad Kratos could see right through me. With a stern look at me, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair then looked at the river once more.
"That river holds many memory for you," He declared. I glanced back over at him. It was the main reason we had decided to build the home here. Sighing heavily, I felt a comforting warmth standing so close to him.
"Yes, " Was all I could reply with. Just standing next to this river I could hear Martel's sweet song drifting in the air. It filled my ears and I remembered the encounter I had with her before Kratos was given his eternal life back. My ears twitched as I listened to the song. It was a song about the beauty of all mana. Just like her. She respected every living creatures, even humans who despised against her kind.
"Kratos... I asked Martel to bring you back," I spoke, almost in a shake. Kratos looked over at me, trying to understand what I was telling him. He seemed utterly confused, but he awaited an explanation. He deserved one. "I was with her, almost dream-like, I pleaded for her to come back but she protested saying the life would die without her guiding light. So then I asked for you to come..."
"So you're the one who brought me back," He spoke almost amused. "And I thought it was just a trial to see if my will power was strong enough to live."
"No Kratos, you were gone," I replied. Just thinking about that moment sent shivers down my back. I had felt so alone, and empty the minute he departed from me. But as I stood next to him, I knew I had no reason to be afraid of anything. He was here.
"Then thank you Yuan," He spoke contently running a hand through my hair. Twitching my ears I could hear Martel's words in my mind, replaying over and and over again 'You've got a loving heart Yuan. Please don't keep it locked inside just because I'm not the one you can share it with. I will always remember you, and will always cherish the time we had. But you have to move on, remembering our memories, but also making new ones,'. Had she really had meant it was all right to be with Kratos.
"You do know how much I care about you right," I spoke, unsure if he really truly knew how much I cared about him. If it came down to it, I would risk my life to save him. And I was hoping he wouldn't do the same, I wasn't worth saving. He deserved to live anyhow, he had a son.
"Of course," Kratos chimed, still running his hand through my hair. A sigh of relief came over me again. At least he knew how deeply I cared for him. I cared about him almost as much as I did Martel. But this time I wouldn't let him be taken away from me again. I had failed Martel and Kratos once. But that would never happen again. I swore on my life he'd never leave my side. Since we had been talking, I had completely forgotten my suggestion to go visit my bases, it seemed alone time with Kratos was more important.
"I'm so glad you're still here," I spoke contently. Martel's song faded. But before it left, I could feel Martel's presence. I now knew that she was protecting both of us.
"I'll never leave, I've told you that," Kratos laughed as he wrapped his arms around me. I felt safe once again, and smirked slightly.
"I never get tired of hearing you say that."
Author's Note:
The inner fan girl of me towards this pairing is squeaking so much when Kratos and Yuan are together. I just put in a hint of Kharlan as a test to actually see if I can manage to write a fic about it. I might be able to if I study ever last part of Tales to make sure I have the facts write, and then add to it. I dunno. I need all yours advice on that. Anyways, I just loved the part with the pastries. I bet they are as sweet as Yuan x3! Anyways; Please Review. And the song Drop It Like It's Hot just came on. Lol, this song reminds me of the seventh grade social. My teacher was dancing to it. Man was that funny, I mean seeing him dance was so funny! And he tries to be cool. Oh well. Please Review.
nife- Actually the world is epilogue butI don't really care LOl x3 Thanks for the kind words x)
Raven- COOKIE! Yuan! Lookie! I got a cookie! It shall be my snack and inspiration for the seventh chapter...
great Beaver - wh00t! Thank you!
origin- Ha! You sound more relaxed in your reviews then on aim towards me, LOL. Yea, couldn't keep Kratos dead. Nope.
Martel- Oooh it's not over yet. A few more chapters.
Lord- I emailed you x) And erm thanks for the review
Mary Beth- Lol take a breath. here's the chapter as promised!