Title: Goody Two Shoes
Pairing: Kent x Farina (whee more crack for everyone!)
Word Count: 928 (OK I think I have the hang of this one-shot thing)
Timeline: Anytime after Farina joins the group.
Summary: Sometimes what you hate most about someone is their most redeeming quality. XD
Spoilers: Kent x Farina support conversation.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem, but I do own these socks! Ooh, pretty!
A/N: Aha! More cracky goodness! Police bust into the room and drags Shadow away. Nooo! That's not the kind of crack I meant!

It was nearly dawn but Farina found that she could not rest. Nightmares about previous battles and dreams about her homeland had made sleep impossible so she went to the only one that could comfort her.

Quietly exiting the tent that she shared with her sisters, Farina tiptoed to the horse line where her Pegasus was currently tethered. She heard Murphy whiny at the sounds of her approach, but he calmed down as soon as she touched his muzzle.

"That's a good boy," she cooed as she petted his velvety nose. Already she could feel the tension leaving her muscles at the familiar sight, sound, and smell of her friend. It seemed that Murphy, and gold, were her only true companions; everyone else didn't want to bother with a mercenary. And those who did manage to befriend her always died and left her alone again. She didn't want to suffer the guilt and heartache anymore.

But sometimes, at times like this when it was quiet and everything was dark, she got so lonely. It made her chest hurt and her throat constrict so painfully that she just had to cry.

Burying her face into Murphy's mane, she quietly sobbed in the night.

"Who goes there?"

Farina froze at the sound. Someone had walked up behind her and she hadn't even noticed! Cursing herself for a fool she wiped away her tears as discreetly as possible.

"It's just me. Murphy was making a ruckus so I came to check on him," she said as she turned around to face her unlooked for visitor.

To her annoyance it turned out to be Kent.

The knight and her had been running into each other a lot lately. She didn't know if it was some sort of conspiracy cooked up by the lords and tactician, but it seemed that every time she turned around in the battlefield, he was there. And it seemed like the trend would continue even in times of peace.

"Ah, I see," he said as he lowered the lamp he was carrying. Apparently he was on guard duty and was making his rounds. Thankfully he was alone; she didn't think she could deal with anyone else right now.

"Pardon me for the intrusion."

Farina found herself frowning at him.

There he went again, always apologizing to her and acting like a goody two shoes! Didn't he ever tire of acting like the perfect soldier? He always followed the rules and whatever orders given to him by his superiors. It irritated her to no end, and Kent's slavish attention to what was 'proper' reminded her of her own unbending sister.

"You don't have to apologize," she said a tad harshly as she turned her gaze away from him. Gods, but he made her blood boil sometimes.

"Oh, sorr-" He stopped when she glared at him.

"Right, of course," he said instead. The auburn haired man looked at her a moment before asking, "would you like to take a walk with me?"

"A walk?" she asked, her blue eyebrows quirking in curiosity. He wouldn't abandon his duty as night sentry for her, would he?

"Yes. Perhaps you would like to accompany me as I finish my patrol route?"

She almost slapped her forehead with her hand.

"Fine, fine, let's go," she said as she started walking in a random direction. Kent immediately fell in step beside her and they strolled in companionable silence.

Despite her self-control, Farina found herself looking sideways at him. The Caelin knight was quite handsome, and would have been more so if he learned to loosen up a little. He could have his pick of the girls if he smiled more often, but he wore his responsibilities around himself like a palpable cloak. That intensity often drove the lasses away from him, not that he minded.

But she was made of sterner stuff! She could tolerate his obstinate insistence to stick to the rules; she had a lot of practice with Fiora after all.

However his rigid moral code was more of a comfort to her than Fiora's ever was. It didn't bug her as much as it should have. He made her feel … secure somehow. She knew that she could depend on his aid in the battlefield and that he wouldn't think less of her because of her occupation. And he was too loyal to Lady Lyndis to die on this mad quest they were all caught up in.

With a small smile to herself, she nodded her head. Yes, Kent would be around to bug her till the end of this campaign, and maybe, if Fate was feeling generous, even afterwards.

"Is something the matter?"

Farina started at his soft voice and she blushed deeply. She hadn't meant to stare at him for so long.

"Ah, um, no," she said.

"You know you can confide in me, Farina. I will keep your secrets safe," Kent said gently as they stopped in front of the main campfire.

"Yeah, I know," she smiled up at him. They were standing close together but neither seemed to mind.

Kent looked into her eyes with a certain expression on his face. He seemed to be asking her something but it took her a few moments to realize what it was. Chuckling quietly at his unusually forward request, she answered it with an order.

"Kiss me, Kent."

He broke out into a smile before he bent down and laid a tender kiss on her lips, and Farina couldn't help but be grateful that he followed his orders so well.