Wolf: I owe everyone an apology about not putting this up any sooner. It's just that I was completely stumped on this pairing! I couldn't think of anything! Plus, I've joined another site and have been hanging around there mostly. Sorry!

DM: You should be! We've been sitting here completely bored!

LM: It's alright creator! I'm sure your reviewers will forgive you!

Wolf: (mumbles) If they're still around. Anyway, the pairing for this chapter is Amelia/Neimi! It took me so long to think of anything! And I still haven't updated Winged Love. Crap! Stupid school! Rarely leaves time for anything!

DM: Yeah yeah Wolf. The fic?

Wolf: Oh yeah sorry. To the fic!

Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem. (sobs) If I did then Florina and Lyn would have gotten together. I wish!

Nothing Like It

Amelia had scoured the whole market for what she had been looking for and still no sign of it. She sighed. Great. Just great. The one time I'm off duty and I can't find it anywhere! she thought sadly. The young recruit briskly, and almost desperately, searched the store windows. She murmured to herself, "Not here. Not here either. C'mon, where is it? Not here. Nope. It isn't anywhere!"

The blonde walked into a store and peered at the wares. Nothing. Nothing like it anyway. She walked up and down the small aisles. Amelia sighed when her search came to an end. She looked closely at an item and then shook her head. She grumbled, "It's got to be somewhere!"

Sadly, no more than five minutes later, she walked out of the store, head bowed and shoulders slumped. As she strolled through the lonely and quiet streets of the village she thought, I don't get it. It was here last time. I'm sure of it. I saw it. Oh what am I going to do now? As it so happens, an old man had been watching Amelia hunt through the whole village all day. He blinked and ran a hand through his gray hair, smiling as he lit a pipe. He mumbled, "Now what's that child over dere lookin' for? Whatever she been doin', she been doin' an awful lot of it."

Chuckling, the old man turned back to his small shop and picked something up. His old green eyes sparkled. Maybe. Giving a good-natured laugh, the old man walked over and set the item down at the window. He strolled toward his door and flipped the sign. Open.

Amelia was just about to give up when it started to rain. Oh you've got to be kidding me! What did I do to deserve this! She quickly ran over to the hang over of a shop and huddled under it. This has been an awful day. First, I go to get lunch and some guy spills his drink all over me. Then, I go to get my armor and weapons done and the blacksmith breaks my sword! Finally, I go searching the entire village and I still can't find what I'm looking for. What a horrible horrible day. The blonde was feeling total despair when something caught her eye. Could it be? No way! After all my searching it was in that tiny shop! Grinning, Amelia quickly ran toward the shop and entered, smiling at the little chime the door made when it was opened.

The old man looked up from his register when he heard the door swing open. He smiled. It was that girl. Grinning, he walked over to the counter as she hurried to him. Her blonde hair was matted and wet, but her brown eyes were wide and bright. Huffing with lack of breath she pointed at the item next to the window. She puffed, "Excuse. How much is that?"

The old man smiled as he took a whiff of his pipe. His grin widened as he looked the girl up and down, then turned to the item. "That dere? Oh that! Not much actually."

Amelia's eyes sparkled. She quickly dug in her pouch and started pulling out coins. She turned to the man and asked, "Well?"

The man whiffed his pipe again and opened his mouth, "50 million coins."

Amelia's coins dropped to the floor, forgotten. Her eyes widened. She stuttered, shocked, "W-what? H-how much?"

"50 million," the man repeated with a nod. He smiled at the look the girl gave him. Her brown eyes were wide and full of shock and despair. Her blonde hair hung limp and wet around her face. Her arms lay at her sides uselessly. He chuckled. She looked like a kicked puppy. The girl's eyes widened. "What's so funny?" she said in disbelief.

Still laughing softly, the old man walked over to her and whispered in her ear, "But for you lassie, that dere thing…is free."

Ten minutes later, Amelia happily ran out of the shop, a wrapped package snugged in her arms. She ran out of the market place and to the inn. Quickly opening the door, Amelia passed several of her companions. She passed a chatting Ephraim and Innes, a gossiping Tethys, Tana, and a quiet Marisa. She passed a whispering Eirika and L'Arachel. She passed more of her companions too. She even passed Colm, whom she gave a slight glare to. Finally, she came to a door. Hers. And her roommate's.

Opening it, Amelia walked in nervously. She gazed around at the quiet room and smiled when she saw her favorite person in the world. Neimi turned and blinked at her in surprise, "Hi! Where've you been all this time? Look, I saved you a piece." The archer grabbed a slice of michew pie and offered it to Amelia, who merely smiled and shook her head.

"No thanks. That can wait. Right now I've got something for you," she said.

Neimi blinked again. "For me? What?" she asked, excited. She scooted closer to Amelia when the girl sat on the bed. Carefully, Amelia started to unwrap the package. Sweat dripped from her forehead as she peeled away the soaked brown paper. Oh I hope she likes it. I spent a lot of time looking for this, she thought. Sucking in her breath, Amelia pulled away the last of the wrappings. She heard Neimi gasp and quickly looked at her. She asked worriedly, "Do you like it?"

Neimi looked up and her, then the gift, then her. Her mouth hung open, her dark amethyst eyes were wide, and her hand had come to cover her mouth. She stared at Amelia until the recruit started to shift around uneasily. Amelia glanced at her, "W-well?"

Neimi gazed at the gift once more before turning to Amelia. Tears streamed slowly down her cheeks in tiny rivers. She sniffled, then smiled through her watery eyes when Amelia started to look distressed. She whispered, "It's beautiful. I love it."

Amelia grinned as she slowly gathered the archer in her arms. She nuzzled the soft dark magenta hair and smiled. She inhaled the scent of berries that seemed to radiate from Neimi and kissed her forehead. "Yeah. There's nothing like it."

Neimi shook her head as she rubbed her cheek against Amelia's neck. She murmured, "Yes. There's nothing like it. But it there's also nothing like you. I love you."

Amelia sniffed, then sobbed happily. She kissed Neimi and silver rivers made their way down her cheeks. Neimi entangled her hands in Amelia's sun gold hair and kissed back. When they separated, the two smiled lovingly at each other and turned to the gift. The little marble white statue gleamed and the animals seemed to come alive. A small, but noble fox and a beautiful singing bird. Yes, there was nothing like it. Nothing like love.

Wolf: That has got to be one of the mushiest things I've ever written no holds barred. And I was so mean to Amelia in the beginning. MWAHA I'M SO EVIL! (coughs) Anyway, what did you think? Worth the wait? Sucked? Tell me.

DM&LM: And leave a review!