AN:

This chapter is basically about Kratos wondering if he really does have feelings for Yuan, or if it's just a fluke he had that dream. This contains light implied fluff, if you really squint. Of course, Kratos is still voicing his opinon. it's more of a filler, but it's good for you KxY lovers. Let me promise you something tho, if you liked the dream from the last chapter, you'll love Chapter six. Heh. Well onward to Chapter Four!

And thanks so much to Meowzy, Rina, and Perfect for reviewing! You guys pwn!

Reverie
Chapter Four: Understandings

Opened my eyes this mornin' with a smile on my face
My arms wrapped around you took me away
And it got me to thinkin' that we need to do
Is take a Sunday drive and drive on through
Monday, Tuesday, Friday and Saturday too
Let's disappear, gotta get out of here
Feel the wind across our face
We'll have some fun, gonna dance on the run
It's a perfect day to break away

We'll hit Tulsa by Tuesday follow the stars above
Spend the weekend in Vegas and gamble on sweet, sweet love
It don't matter what we do as long as I'm with you

Let's disappear, gotta get out of here
Feel the wind across our face
We'll have some fun, gonna dance on the run
It's a perfect day to break away

Yeah, yeah
Break away
Yeah, yeah

"Good morning."

It was bright morning, and the rays of sun shined brightly through the curtain's of Yuan's room. It was amazing how Yuan could sleep through the day like this, especially with the sunlight nipping at his eyes. Either way, I had taken it upon myself to be Yuan's personal alarm clock. Sure, the device was useful, but who wouldn't want a seraphim running into your room at noon, waking you up?

And that who was Yuan.

"Kratos, get out of here!"

I was rewarded by a pillow being chucked across the room at me. Thank heavens for my quick reflexes, because the rate that pillow was going, and the air resistance, that hit would have been fatal. Do note the sarcasm. Biting down on my bottom lip, I passed across the room to where Yuan slept, as lazy as ever. Extending a hand, I grabbed the blanket and pulled it down to his shoulders, revealing his face to the sunlight.

"Wha-! That's bright!" Yuan snapped shielding his eyes with the blankets once more.

This was annoying... Grunting angrily, I pulled them back off to be greeted by Yuan gazing up at me, with a meek smirk. At first I was alarmed, but the intense feeling melted when I saw him laying there, so gracefully.

"What's the look for?" I demanded, looking down at him. I'd never show the smile that was creeping up on my figure.

"I usually would kill anyone who would do something like this to me, but I'll make an exception." He snickered, and pushed his body up out of bed.

He wore the same robe as the night before, but a grey tank was present underneath it. Smacking myself for being over observant, yet again, I sat down on the bed next to him, and eyed him copiously for a few moments. Even though the joke had passed, he still bore that smirk. Not a sinister one, but one that showed he was open to the fact I liked bugging him.

"And what reason do I owe this honor to?" I questioned, eyes hiding behind my thick locks of auburn hair.

His expression changed suddenly, as he crossed his arms and let a yawn escape his lips. Within a few moments, he was looking down at the blankets over his curled up legs, that were wrapped closely to his chest. Even though it wasn't that hard of a question, I kept the same stern and serious face written across my figure.

"Hmm, can't say."

Was all he replied before brushing the blankets off his position. He swung his legs off the bed and passed out of the room, bearing that smug grin. Man how that grin complimented him so perfectly.

He was always sarcastic. And maybe that's why I had decided to befriend him in the quest. At first he hated my guts, and how strong I was. Yet he knew that whenever it came down to it, I could kill him before he dealed me death. He hated that fact, hated it with a passion. But that hate melted into friendship. Perhaps that friendship could melt into something more?

Pushing away any doubt, I took a step out of the room and made my way down the stairs. The usual creaks greeted me, followed by the humming of my clanking armor. Arriving at the base of the stairs, I decided to take a seat at the kitchen. By chance, I found the wobbly stool, and sat down. The weather had slightly changed from ten minutes ago. From brutal sunlight, it dimmed to a cloudily, majestic day. Pushing the weather out of my mind, I grabbed a mug from the middle counter I sat at and took the brewing coffee from it's holder. Holding it tightly, I slightly poured it, letting the smell and aroma fill my senses.

Coffee didn't taste as good as it smelt, but it did do wonders for the soul. Holding it with one hand, I placed the brim to my lips. You see, angels really didn't need to eat or drink, but sometimes we desire to. It gives us energy, and makes us feel human again, something we crave more than anything.

"Kratos?"

I didn't even have to turn my head to know who was at the base of the stairs. Keeping my intent stare on my coffee in my grasp, I pondered silently. That dream, it kept nagging at me constantly. Why had I dreamed of it.. and why did it effect me so much! Biting down on my lips as I took another sip of coffee, the blue half-elf came into sight as he sat down across me.

He was wearing his usual clothes, a basic shirt with a fancy armor vest over it, along with baggy white pants. Usually he wore his cape, but that was for when he was traveling, and there was no need to at this current moment.

"Your hair is a mess." He advised, taking a glass of water and placing it upon his lips.

"It always is." I countered, arching an eyebrow as I set the cup down on the counter in front of me with a gentle 'clang'.

"Yes, but this morning's it's really... obscure. Don't you ever take time to comb it?" Yuan wondered, running his other hand through the aqua bands that gently lay against his face. Gently chuckling to myself, I glanced back up at him, and noticed he was smirking. "Was that a laugh just now? A laugh from the Silent Aurion?" He insisted.

"If I spent as much time on my hair as you do, I'd never be able to do anything." I replied briskly. Yuan paused for a moment, the comment lingering in the air.

"You know, sometimes I just don't understand you." Yuan sighed, looking down at the glass of water before him.

Thing was, what was there not to get about me. Sure I was as mysterious as the next guy, someone who hid their feelings behind auburn bangs, but Yuan should know me by well. Know my true inner soul. Hell, he should know me better than myself by now. Or did... and he was just playing around with my mind this morning?

"What's there to understand?" Countering again with a ascioupis remark, I watched as a spark arose from him. True, I did have this thing for him, but it was fun to see him get tense over the smallest things.

"Everything!" Yuan snapped, arising to his feet. Sweat rolled off my face. Something defiantly was on his mind, and I was betting my lucky rabbits foot it wasn't coffee.

"Everything? Do explain." I urged. I was more interested in this conversation than I was with enjoying a peaceful morning.

"It's--... The.. Ugh, I can't explain! It's just the way you do things. You always have to keep your motives secret, why can't you just talk to me and tell me what's on your mind!" Yuan hollered, walking around the counter so he was beside me.

"Am I really like that?" It was more of sarcasm, and Yuan picked up on that all to well.

"Kratos!" Yuan hissed, grabbing me by my shoulders and sending an intense stare into my eyes.

And then I felt it again... this odd feeling I felt every time he reached out to me, everything about it felt so right. I was glad my auburn bangs hid my eyes, because if he could see my eyes, he would defiantly see the swirling emotions I had in them. And this action just now, by Yuan, had defiantly made the chart of most enticing moments.

"Sorry." Yuan whispered, turning away sharply and letting go. Now I was curious.

I glanced at the half-elf, and noticed his face was beating a bright red. I almost let out a smile, but I hid it back. He could just be red from anger. But there was always that off chance that anger wasn't the cause for being flushed in the face. Maybe I'd remember that for when the time comes.

"Any ways, I was wondering if you'd like to accompany me to Heimdall today to take to the Elf Elder about the current situation, and ask for his allegiance to our cause." Yuan explained, remaining cool. I wasn't quite sure, but I nodded.

"Sure, why not." I muttered.

"All right, we'll leave in an hour." And with that Yuan rushed up the stairs.

By now my confusion had reached its peek. Why had Yuan just rushed out of the room after declaring our destination. Rolling my eyes irritably at the half-elf, I pushed off the counter and walked around to the window. What to do in an hours time. That was the question, wasn't it? I walked to my room and picked up my leather-bound journal I had never bothered to write in before. Maybe now was the time?

Grabbing a pen from the desk, I opened the blank journal and began to write, and this is what I wrote.

I guess this how you write in these things. Well, today is the second month Yuan and I have been living together. He seems quite pleased about the arrangements, and as determined as ever to keep up the anti-Cruxis plans. Then again, I'd tell him of the darkened secrets I bear, but I don't want to mess up something I'm afraid to admit.

Lately Yuan has been opening up to me, and showing a side I've never seen of him. Usually he's cold and shallow, an unfeeling half-elf. But now? The simple friendship we have is being twisted into something I can't explain in words. Ever since that.. dream I had, I've felt this strong connection drawing me to him.

I can't call it love, because I'm not sure what love exactly is. But all I know is there is something different growing between us. For the time being, I'll spend time examining thing he has to say about our relationship.

As I end this, want to leave this bit. If I do, perhaps have feelings for Yuan, I only hope he feels the same or respects me and doesn't become outraged. He's the only thing I've got left, and I can't bear losing someone that close. Someone that has opened their heart and home to me.

Kratos Aurion

I closed the journal with a roomful smirked, and shoved it under my bed lazily. Stretching my arms, I decided to go back in the kitchen. Still, no sign of Yuan. Curiosity got the best of me, and I found myself making the trip of the stairs to Yuan's room.

I walked through the hall, almost in a scurry to Yuan's room. It was cracked, so I took the chance, and pushed it open. Inside Yuan was sitting on his balcony, outside the room, starring up at the sky. Furrowing my eyebrows curiously, I walked into the room and placed myself against the wall near the door to listen in. In this position, if he came back into the room, he wouldn't see me.

"Martel, please bless us with your powers. We're fighting for your cause, for your eternal peace." His whispers had found their way to my ears and my heart melt instantly.

"I know Kratos can be a jerk sometimes, but please make sure nothing happens to either of us on this journey. I'm aware of the raising threat of the Ymir Forest animals, but I'm willing to take that chance to restore peace to the worlds of Teth'alle and Slyvarant." Yuan continued. Heart skipping a beat, I continued to listen with my whole attention of what he was going to say next.

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you.." He began choking on his words and I glanced around the corner. A single tear from the half-elves eyes. How much I wanted to rush out there and hold him close, and tell him it would be ok. I wanted to so much, in fact, it was burning a whole through my tattered heart. But Yuan would never understand my motives.

"I really am sorry. I love you so much Martel.. and I wish I could have loved you more and protected you.. but I couldn't even do that... I don't deserve to live anymore. Your love was perfect and I lost it.. I even forgot what love feels like." His words snapped me back and I continued to become faint. He was hurting so much, and yet he hid it so wonderfully.

"So please... make sure I can avenge you and make sure Mithos doesn't destroy these worlds." And with that Yuan bowed his head and the free aqua strands of his hair flapped in the wind gracefully.

I took that as my single to leave the room while I still had the chance. I walked along the walls of the room and made my exit. And once I was in the safety of the hall, I leaned against the wall and just thought about what he had just said.

He had been hurt so badly, but he still found it somewhere in the depths of his heart to request protection over me. And his words, I even forget what love feels like, now, more than ever did I want to reach out and tell him I'd love him.

"Kratos?"

Blinking a few times, I noticed Yuan standing by the entrance of the door wearing that smug expression. A single bead of sweat rolled off my face and I gulped instinctively.

"Yes?" I attempted, trying not to crack.

"What are you doing?" He wasn't angry, just curious.

If mirrors could show my feelings, I'd be more than dead. Especially seeing Yuan was right there. Taking a step to the left and turning around ninety degrees so I was facing Yuan, I pushed off my worried expression and bore that serious 'business' glare.

"Checking on a few things." I countered.

"Oh... I see." He looked downward, trying to avert my gaze. My heat once again ached for him, and I wondered how much pain one heart could hold before it could never love again. And for my sake, I hoped that Yuan wasn't on the brink of no return. I wanted to know if this feeling I had for him was real, or just my imagination.

"Yuan, may I ask you something?" It was I who called out to strike up a conversation.

"Go ahead." He seemed a bit thankful I had broken the frigid ice that lay between us at this moment.

"Are you sure you want to go to Heimdall? I'm capable of going solo. I don't want you to push yourself more than you want to. I know how much you want our organization to succeed, but you don't need to do something you're not up to. I don't want to see you--" I began but looked downward, losing any courage.

"..." Yuan fell silent and averted my gaze also. "Thank you... for your concern, but I will accompany you. I'd feel horrid if I made you go on your own."

"Humph." I still avoided his gaze, and starred at the air behind him. But I did notice he was starring at his feet, as if he found them very interesting. For all I knew, they could be the center of interest if I just took the chance. Clearing my throat, I decided to add on. "If that's what you want, I have no place to argue."

"My turn." Yuan said out of nowhere.

"Hm?" I asked curiously, finally making eye contact.

"You could have left here countless times seeing the crisis had ended, but why haven't you?" Yuan questioned, with a flicker of hope in his eyes.

My mouth almost gapped open. How could I tell him the only reason I was staying was because I had feelings for him, and I'm not talking friendship. I'm talking something unique. Gulping once more, I ran a vacant hair through my messy hair and tapped my toe.

"You want me to leave?" I tried not to stutter. After hearing the question, Yuan's eyes flashed open from startlement.

"N-no!" He spoke, with much enthusiasm.

"Oh." Relief washed over me for the moment then I realized I still had to answer his question. "Well, I couldn't leave stopping Mithos in your hands, could I?" So... I was making it up. Big deal, I shrugged.

"Oh, yes of course." Yuan spoke to himself. "That's your reason. Of course."

"Are you sure you're all right?" I asked, watching him mutter to himself.

"Yes." He replied coolly. "Well, let's head off to Heimdall." He declared.

"Yes, let's." Heimdall, possibly that where I could tell Yuan how I felt. It was, after all, the place I had met him and grew a friendship. Not the best friendship, but the building blocks. Taking a deep breath I followed Yuan. And for that fact, I'd follow him anywhere. Even if that meant going against Yggdrasill... but.. why hadn't he summoned me lately. Feeling a pang of fear grow in me, I pushed it off and returned Yuan to my mind. I had to keep my goal in sight, and work towards it. Work towards a better tomorrow.

AN:
Yes, the chapters are much more.. filler-ish then Choices of Angel. And Kratos does tell a much more exciting take on the story than Yuan, right? Anyways, the next chapter will contain light fluff, and then some SERIOUS angst. So be fore-warned. Well, until then, this is Kat signing off!