A/N: Fayt's so mean to Albel! Hopefully this will start ending it…maybe make Fayt slightly nicer. XD I think he's been learning from Sasuke how to give people the cold shoulder. But I'm a sucker for Albel and Fayt love stories so I'll force him to be nicer to Albel. XD
Disclaimer: Don't I wish Albel and Fayt weren't just video game characters? XD I'd be over at their house everyday fangirling...er…but as long as their house was de-spookified. XD
Fayt woke up feeling that something was out of place. Ah yes, Albel was a little too close to him, nearly touching him. Fayt gently shoved Albel away from him.
Albel whimpered in his sleep and rolled over. "You can't go Fayt," he muttered. "I won't allow it. You have to stay here, stay with me."
Fayt frowned, knowing where this was going. "Albel," he hissed, nudging his friend in the side.
Albel rolled back over and opened one eye. "Yes?"
"You were dreaming," Fayt muttered.
"Yeah," Albel said noncommittally.
"About me."
"Mmhmm." Albel closed his eyes and stretched his arms.
"About you being in love with me."
Albel's eyes snapped open. "What?"
Fayt nodded solemnly. "I heard you. You talk in your sleep."
Albel sighed, looking miserable. Fayt almost felt sorry for him. "I suppose it's true. Damn it, I broke my promise. I promised I wouldn't fall in love with you. No wonder you don't trust me."
Fayt looked thoughtful. "No, you just promised you wouldn't be romantically involved with me."
Albel looked worried. "Are you sure you would trust me? Love is the first step towards romantic involvement, and earlier you didn't trust me when I promised not to."
Fayt sighed. "Well, I suppose it depends why you love me."
Albel shrugged. "Love is a strange thing. I don't know why exactly. If love made any sense, I would never fall in love with you since I already know you don't like me and I'll have to put up with all your bitching."
Fayt rolled his eyes. "How long have you been in love with me?"
'Since right now."
"What? But what about that dream?"
Albel shrugged carelessly. "I had a dream the very first night we were here too. It wasn't really about romance, it was a friendship dream. The one I had a few minutes ago, you were sad about something and said you had to go because you were putting me in danger. But now that you brought it up, I suppose I do love you and have loved you for a while. I just didn't recognize my feelings. Maybe because it's been so long since I loved anybody."
Fayt scowled. "Don't try to guilt trip me. It's not my fault you can't find love."
Albel crossed his arms over his chest. "Well, Fayt, what do you say? Can you still stand me being next to you, knowing that I love you despite your best intentions to stay as far from me as possible?"
Fayt sighed heavily. "I suppose I'm okay with it. To put it this way, my opinion of you still hasn't changed since last night. I'll stand you, but I'm not very fond of you."
Albel nodded slowly. "You've made a wise decision, Fayt. After all, I'll be more willing to risk my life for you since I love you. You need me here to protect you. I wish you would trust me more, but I suppose I can't expect that."
Fayt nodded and drifted off into silence. Albel closed his eyes again as if he was going back to sleep.
Suddenly Fayt tensed up. 'Albel?" he asked in a quavering voice.
'Yeah?"
"Something just crawled up my leg."
Albel chuckled. "Don't move, Fayt. I'll take care of it."
Albel lifted up the blanket, reached under and pulled his hand out. He had a desert lizard by the scruff of the neck, just under its spiky frill. It was a mottled tan and beige color. The lizard hissed angrily and flicked its tongue in Fayt's direction as it tried to wriggle out of Albel's grip.
"See? Nothing to worry about, just a lizard." Albel muttered.
"It's not just a lizard. That one's poisonous."
Albel glanced at the lizard again. "Oh really? Hmn, did it bite you?"
"No."
"Okay, there's still nothing to worry about." Albel casually flicked the lizard to the floor.
The lizard snarled and started right back to the bed.
Albel scowled at it. "Persistent little creep. Oh well, I'll take care of him."
Albel picked up the knife from the nightstand next to the bed. He reached down and neatly decapitated the lizard. Its neck bubbled with green slime and continued to froth for a few minutes and then it was still in a puddle of green slime on the ground.
Albel carefully cleaned the knife with a tissue. "Well, I guess lizards have green blood. That's interesting."
Fayt frowned. "No they don't. The ghost must have been controlling it. All the monsters we've face so far have had green blood."
"You're right. That's awfully perceptive of you to notice."
"I notice many things," Fayt said softly. "Now, please stay on our side of the bed so we can get back to sleep. It's only 6."
Albel shrugged. "Whatever you say, Fayt. Sleep tight."