Hey all! Having a good lead-up to Christmas? Sorry this chapter is being uploaded a bit late, at 11:00 on the 6th, but the truth is, I have just done my killer French Oral, (the real thing) and I think it's safe to say I've pretty much killed my mark. Anyway, enjoy! And remember, please review! We REALLY appreciate it!

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CitrusFruit

p.s. This is a kind of filler chapter, so sorry for the shortness. I tried, really I did.

Oh! And a note from Confusedknight:

he he he! Glad you enjoyed the last chapter, I'll reply to all reviews in chapter 7 , but I just wanted to say thanks to LadyKnightOfHollyrose, because when i was writing the last review notes her review wasn't uploaded, but when i looked next it was... now i'm waffling, but thanks to everyone! Please keep reviewing! Confusedknight xxx

"Seriously, how in the name of the goddess did you beat Dom?" Kel asked, intrigued. Her eyes narrowed, "Did you cheat!" she cried incredulously.

"NO! I didn't cheat! Would you really think I cheated?" Neal protested. "ME? Innocent little me? I'm SHOCKED!"

She leaned back on the chair she sat at thoughtfully.

"Although.." Neal continued.

Kel turned to him. Aha! she thought. I knew he couldn't have won by himself!

"You, actually participated very much to my cause. Ya know, especially showing so much of your nice, lovely, slender legs if I recall...

"Kel blushed hotly, "Who could have told you that?"

"Hmm.. perhaps a a good-looking sergeant who isn't as good-looking as my glorious self, but very good-looking in his own right."

"You know, you just used 'good-looking' three times in the same sentence."

He rolled his eyes. "Anyway, continuing on... a blue-eyed, floppy haired, good-looking, Sergeant of the Ki-"

He stopped suddenly, "Hello Dom!" he said quickly, avoiding the avid, dangerously gaze of his cousin.

Dom flashed one of his oh-so-charming smiles at Kel, who blushed. He raised an eyebrow. He felt much more comfortabel when her legs were hidden under the table, that was for sure!

"Ahem..." he coughed. "Ahem..." he coughed again. "AHEM!" he shifted around nervously, from foot to foot before getting tired, and taking a sit on another chair, kicked Meathead hard under the table to remind him of their 'agreement'.

"Oh! Yes! Sorry, I have to... er, is that Alanna calling me?" he put a hand to his ear. "Ah yes! I shall be off then!" he scampered away from the pair quickly.

Thank Mithros he's finally gone! It's hard enough doing this when Kel's around, it never goes how I think it will! Dom thought.

"Erm, Kel..." Just sitting this close to his darling Kel, unnerved him. In fact, anything to do with Kel bare metres away from him unnerved him. He stuttered, trying in vain to begin again. "Kel, I've been meaning to ask you t-"

"KELADRY!" A voice hollered throuhg the hall. The high pitchness of it could only mean one thing, Alanna. Dom shrank away as Kel went to meet her. Damn, again, my plans are foiled. First by my annoying cousin, than by his very intimidating Knight-master. How unlucky can I get?