(June 18th, 2008)

Chapter 4

Tears flooded down the noble's face as he walked toward a secluded, forested area. He stopped moving and clenched his fists which were at his sides. 'Master?' He heard his friend call.

The noble looked up at the boy who was coming down a small hill, and smiled sadly. 'You're here...'

His friend nodded. 'I heard the message from your servants. What's wrong?'

Roy moved forward, falling onto him. 'So many things. Life's not fair!' He wailed, beginning to cry again.

'Master?' He put his arms around him.

'Wolt...' Roy groaned, squeezing his eyes shut.

'What happened?'

He didn't answer, instead he looked up at him.

Wolt stared back down, 'Master...? Did something happen with...' Wolt watched as his lord's eyes narrowed. 'That's it, isn't it?'

Roy pulled away and walked towards the edge of the river. He sat down and heaved a loud sigh. 'Of course Wolt...' The archer moved to where he was and kneeled down next to him. 'I just need someone to be with.'

Wolt grinned. 'You could've called Lady Lilina...'

Roy took a moment before he responded, 'Not her,' He turned to face him. 'I need you.'

Wolt blushed and stared at him for a few seconds before he looked away towards the river. 'What?'

Roy let out a low groan and placed his head on Wolt's lap. He used his right hand to make him look at his face by putting it on the back of his neck. 'Lilina...I don't think she'll understand.' He shook his head a couple of times, narrowing his eyes.

'Wouldn't understand what?' Wolt asked, his blush still deepening.

Roy just grunted. 'You'll find out soon enough.'

They sat in silence for quite sometime, looking at the sun set behind the dark, teal mountains, before Wolt yawned. 'I should be getting back home.'

Roy got off him and dusted his pants off. The green haired archer stretched and ran his fingers through his hair.

'Wolt...' The archer raised his head as he fitted his boots comfortably.

'Yes?'

Roy studied him for a minute, closed his eyes partly and asked, 'Do you care about me?'

Wolt blinked a couple of times, 'Of c-course!' He stuttered, looking down.

'Look at me.' Roy advanced towards him as he said that, waiting for Wolt to look up. 'Really?'

Wolt did as he was commanded, and stood up straight. Being the same height, he stared into Roy's eyes. 'We've been friends for a really long time. You're like a brother to me. Of course I care for you.'

He believed he stated that well.

Roy again gave a sad smile. 'I'm so happy that at least someone does...'

Wolt gave him a confused look as his lord moved closer. 'Someone? I am sure Lord Eliwood cares about you too. And Lady Lilina'

'Ha, I wish.' Roy answered sarcastically, placing his hands on each side of his friend's face. "And of course Lilina. She...we're friends..."

Wolt flushed, 'M-master?'

'Shut-up,' Roy planted a short kiss on his lips. 'I told you not to call me that...' He continued, before pressing his lips harder against Wolt's.

Wolt closed his eyes and inwardly thanked God. He always wanted this, for such a long time...

When it finally ended, the red head turned on his heels and began walking away. 'Bye.' He stated, as if nothing had happened.

Wolt's eyes followed his lord for a minute before he yelled, 'Wait...Roy!'

The said person stopped, and the archer jogged up to him. 'Why did you do that?'

Roy's head turned, and he grinned. 'That's what you wanted, right?' The verdant eyed boy shook his head slowly, causing Roy's grin to diminish. 'You did want that, right?'

Wolt picked up the tinge of sadness in his voice and quickly said, 'No, I wanted it, but not like that!'

'I don't follow...'

'I, well, I didn't want the kiss if you only wanted me to want it...I mean, ahh...' Wolt growled in frustration.

'Don't worry, I understand...' Roy gave him a smirk, but this one too quickly faded. 'I'd better get back.'

He was about to leave again, when Wolt grabbed his arm. 'Wait!' He pulled Roy over to him and gave his friend a hug.

Roy's eyes narrowed again, but he hugged him back. 'I'll see you tomorrow.'

The commoner let the noble go, and watched the darkness engulf him as he left. Wolt exhaled, closed his eyes slightly and gazed at the river, which he could hardly see.

'I guess I should be getting home too.'

--Wolt--

I opened my eyes as I heard a familiar voice curse and that's when I realized my face was on someone's lap. A hand was laying on head, playing with my hair. I stared ahead and saw the thing they called a television turned on. On my travels to this place, I had seen this appliance quiet a few times.

I stirred slightly and sat up, my eyes locked on the person whose lap I had been sleeping on.

Marth smiled at me and changed the channel to the t.v. "Hey, you feel asleep."

I rubbed my neck, trying to remember what had happened.

"So, I take it you and Roy were really close."

I cocked my head sideways, and gave him a questioning look. "What makes you say that?"

Marth sneered, "You were murmuring his name a few times when you slept."

I blushed and stared at my hands.

Marth let out a loud laugh, "You look so cute when you do that."

My face reddened even more, so I looked away. "S-so, are you going to introduce me to everyone else?"

I felt the weight shift on the black couch we were on, as Marth moved closer to me. He put one hand on my cheek and made me look at him. "You remind me a lot of Roy," His eyelids lowered to the point that they looked extremely narrow, "You both share that cute little embarrassed face also."

...God, when did I become 'cute'? Sue told me that once, though, and Lalum.

He let my face go and crossed his arms. "I guess I should show you around."

I stared at him and then focused my attention elsewhere. He looked really handsome a few seconds ago. I heaved a loud sigh, causing Marth to jerk his head in my direction.

"Something wrong?"

I didn't answer.

"Is it about Roy? Maybe you should rest again."

"No, I'm all right."

But of course I wasn't...