Two Knights and a Mission

Aaaah, I always thought that was a lame title. But it sums up the story pretty good, right? Except for the sappy yaoi that is to come. --grins—All you yaoi fangirls (such as myself) will be very happy with this chapter, very happy indeed.

Hmmmm… soooo, how many more chapters shall there be? Two? Three? Only I shall know. Erm… as soon as I decide.

This chapter has more action in it then I had originally planned. No, not THAT kind of action. Pervert. But it does get a bit entertaining toward the end, I'm told.

Disclaimer: These are only here so that the lawyers don't hurt me and my precious Wil. --clings--

Fire Emblem isn't mine. However, I did get a new fish today.

Wil: And HOW does that relate? --pause-- And why am I even here? I'm not in this story at all!

Kitty: Ehm… well… that's a bit hard to explain… . ;;

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Kent and Sain slowly trudged through the rain, their horses led behind them on foot. They heard the drumming of the rain spattering off their armor, a dull, constant sound.

As the pair rounded the corner and started across the clearing, it began pouring down rain. It rained harder and harder, until they could barely see three feet in front of them. The wind picked up, and the rain fell in white sheets across the sky.

Walking over to their campsite, Sain picked up his soaked bedroll and made a sound of disgust, barely audible above the sound of the crashing rain.

And then, it happened.

They heard the familiar sound of a river, so loud that it was heard above the rain and wind. It almost seemed to be getting closer…

Then, very suddenly, between the trees, they saw an incredible sight: a wall of water, about a neck high, rushing toward them. (1)

"The river…!" Kent gasped.

The river had overflowed, and was flowing right into their campsite.

Sain stood there, frozen. He couldn't believe what he saw. It would have been almost beautiful, if it weren't so terrifying. Sain dropped the waterlogged bedroll he had been holding out of sheer alarm.

Kent, luckily, had kept his head. He grabbed their sack of food and supplies, and grabbed his horse's reigns. Grabbing onto Sain's arm and dragging him away from that spot, he dashed across the ravine, wanting to get as far away from the water as possible.

Sain grabbed his horse as well, and dashed after Kent. He didn't have much of a choice in the matter, anyway; Kent's arm was latched around his.

They dashed across the clearing, searching desperately for a place to get away from the water.

Spying a large, rather flat rock on a raised piece of land that was big enough for both of them, Kent dragged Sain toward it, threw the bags on top of it, and dragged himself up. Turning around, he offered Sain a hand and dragged him up, as well.

Their horses' reigns suddenly flew out of the two Cavaliers' hands, and the horses dashed away, eyes wide with fear. They tore through the trees, their large forms becoming a blur in the rain, and suddenly, they were gone.

Kent cursed. Of course, Fate would have it that they lost their horses, as well.

As if it couldn't get any worse, the whole clearing began to fill with water.

"Kent… why… why is it…?"

Kent whipped a map out of their bags, and searched its content. Eyes widening, he pointed to a spot on the map.

"Sain… we're in a valley!" He cried, above the rain. "And it's filling up with water, and fast!" (2)

Things just got a whole lot worse.

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Sain froze, the words still echoing through his ears. Valley… they were in a valley! They had found the worst place they could be, and somehow managed to get stuck there.

"Kent… what… what will we do?" He asked, his voice pleading.

"Sain, there is nothing we can do. Let's just… make do with what we've got. At least we've still got all of our supplies; now let's go to bed, and hopefully, it will have dried up by morning."

Wishing he was somewhere else, Sain sighed and scooted across the rock and sorted through their pile of things to find his bedroll. Then, he paused. He could have sworn that he brought it; he knew he had. It was always the first thing he packed.

Just then, the orange haired knight noticed a large blue shape in the water. Sighing in a resigned sort of way and tugging on his partner's sleeve, he pointed toward it.

Sain's bedroll was floating along in the water.

"Aaaah, the irony of it all." Sain sighed.

"You must have dropped it before we ran here," Kent sighed.

Sain grinned, sheepishly. Kent sighed and scooted over to the far side of the rock, and began to push all of their supplies toward the middle of the rock.

"Sain, we should--gah!"

Suddenly, a loud sucking sound could be heard, and the water's speed increased dramatically. The water rose considerably, splashing up on the rock, and…

…Dragging Kent along with it.

Kent yelped as he was dragged under the dark depths. Sain shouted, and leapt across the rock, grabbing Kent's hand, seconds before he was dragged under completely. Kent was fully soaked now; only his head and neck bobbed up and down in the gray, murky water. He sputtered water and held onto Sain's hand for dear life.

The water's speed increased once again, and bits of debris swirled around the valley. A clump of branches came dangerously close to hitting Kent, and a log was thrown against their rock, missing Sain's face by mere inches. Gripping Kent's hand, he prepared to tug him back to shore, before feeling a harsh shudder from the hand he was grasping.

He looked up at Kent and gasped. As the waters swirled, a large piece of debris hit Kent in the leg, causing another shudder to run up the cavalier's body. Kent gasped; his leg now floated at an awkward and painful angle, and the pulling and swirling of the waves around him certainly didn't help.

Summoning the last of his strength, Sain managed to heave the flame-haired knight up onto the rock, and onto his lap.

Wait… what?

Sain quickly pulled him off, and laid him on the rock. Still coughing, he opened his eyes, and a grimace set on his face. Sain crawled closer to him, moving up next to his shaking form.

"Kent?" He asked, bending over his shivering friend.

Kent coughed in reply, then sat up. He blinked, and then suddenly groaned as he moved his left leg.

"Kent! Kent, don't move, your leg's broken, I think!" Sain gasped, and then rummaged through their supply bag.

Even though his face was set to a grimace, Kent still managed a pained smile. "Sain, you sounded just like Wil just then."

He stopped rummaging through their supplies, and blushed, looking up. "Did I?"

Kent chuckled softly. He reached over and ran his hand through Sain's hair. It was, he decided, the single softest thing he had ever felt.

Suddenly noticing Sain's beet-red face, he cleared his throat and pulled his hand away. He felt a small blush spread across his own cheeks, and he looked away from Sain's face.

Sain shifted uncomfortably, and then slowly returned to shifting through their supplies. "We… we need to bandage up your leg, and tight." He forced the blush to leave his face. "No mater what you say, Kent, you need to bandage it up. It will heal faster."

Mentally shoving away his predicted refusal, he sighed, resigned.

"All right. What is it that you will have me do?" The red head asked.

Sain considered the question, and then flushed when he came to the answer. Putting all perverse thoughts aside, he said, "I need you to remove your breeches."

"What?" Kent asked, surprised.

"We need to bandage up your leg, Kent, and there's no doing that while you have pants on."

Sain couldn't help but grin as he said this, thinking about what Legault would do in this situation.

Kent sighed and, painstakingly, began to take off his pants. To his embarrassment, he couldn't bend over far enough to remove them, or else hurt himself badly because of his leg. So, there was only one thing he could do.

Kent paused. "Sain, I…." He flushed.

Sain gave him a half-curious, half are-you-insane look.

Kent grinned, embarrassed. "I can't get my pants off."

Sain laughed at this, and asked, "Are you asking for my help?"

Kent rolled his eyes, grinning in spite of himself, and said, "Just get these cursed things off of me."

Sain moved closer to his friend, and reached over to his waist. He felt a sudden shock as his hand made contact with Kent's hip. Slowly, he reached his hands into Kent's pants, fighting off a blush. Pulling them slowly downward, subconsciously avoiding the hurt leg, he eased the tan pair of pants off his red-haired friend.

"Boxers guy, eh?" Sain asked, cheerfully, hiding his blush as he busied himself with the tangle of bandages.

Kent flushed. If someone had told him that Sain would ask him that before today, he would have questioned their sanity.

As Sain turned back toward his friend, he held out the bandages. "Do you need my help again?" He grinned, knowing the answer already.

"It's not like I can do it myself, if that's what you're asking," Kent shrugged.

Sain grinned and rolled his eyes, and then started to work on wrapping up Kent's leg. He slowly slipped the bandage around his ankle, and tied it there. Then, he winded it around his leg until it reached up to his knee, and cut it off with his teeth. He tied a knot there at the top.

"Well, there you go! It looks like it's getting dark, we should be getting to sleep soon, if not now."

By this time, the rain had stopped, and the water around them eased, and became still. It was safe again, and indeed, it was getting very late.

Sain glanced around, and once again remembered the absence of his bedroll. "Kent, I must ask you a favor."

"What is it, Sain?"

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Kent blinked. "What?"

Sain, realizing what his innocent question had turned out to sound like, shook his head wildly. "No, no, that's not what I meant. I lost my bedroll, as you pointed out to me earlier, and… It is a bit cold out here…"

Kent smiled, his heart slowing down a bit. "Of course, Sain. We've shared bedrolls before."

Sain sighed, pulled off his tunic, and climbed into Kent's bedroll. Kent pulled off his tunic as well, and crawled over and carefully slid into bed. Brushing up against Kent by accident, Sain realized that the only thing that Kent was wearing was his boxers.

It was a good thing it was dark, because Sain turned bright red. Slightly inappropriate, but not necessarily unwelcome, thoughts began to cross his mind.

Sain suppressed a sigh. This would be a long night.

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(1) Uhhh… keep in mind, the clearing is, like, 30 feet across. So it's not like this whole thing happens in slow mo or something like that. It's just taking a long time for the water to reach them.

(2) --shrugs--I didn't know how else to strand them somewhere. Sorry about the lame plot twist.

I may not update for a while, seeing as we'll be having guests stay over at our house for a month, and our homework at school is picking up. So, I apologize in advance, I may not update this for a few days. But then, I'm really getting into this story, I love the couple, and I love to write. So, knowing my unpredictability, I will end up doing something completely spontaneous and ridiculous.

Wil: Wow. That was a lot of big words.

Pyro: Shut up.

And thank Kurai, my Beta, for checking this for me!

Well, Anywhoo, how did you like it? Love? Hate? Review? Please?