A/N: UPDATE! Woo-hoo! Go me! Er…I felt like writing a lemon/fluff for this chapter because I just read a romance novel (and boy was that a mistake) at Costco, so sorry if this is really gross or something. This is just a filler because I read that stupid romance novel. It's also going to be extremely short.

Bonded – Part3: Chapter 6

"Get away from me!" Anna screamed as she fled from Kvar.

"Don't worry Anna…I won't hurt you...!"

"No! I hate you, I hate you!"

"You know you can't resist me…don't fight the temptation."

"Kvar…" Anna fell into Kvar's arms.

"That's it. Calm down…" Kvar gently eased her blouse off.

"Oh, Kvar…I love you…" she sighed.

"I love you as well, Anna…" Kvar ran his fingers down her chest, causing her to squirm and giggle…

"AAAAHHHHH!" Anna woke up with a start. She found herself sitting in her bed in darkness. Sweat was trickling down her face like crazy. She looked down at Kratos. He was still asleep. What a relief. Anna let out a huge breath.

'What a nightmare…' she thought. 'It must be around two o'clock…the sun isn't even beginning to rise…and it's still pitch black.' Then, she fell back down onto her pillow and pulled the sheets over her. And just for extra insurance, she wrapped her arms around Kratos tightly.

Kratos woke up slowly, only to find that he was having trouble breathing.

'What the—' he wondered. He managed to notice that Anna's arms were wrapped around him in a death-grip. He tried to move them, but they wouldn't budge.

"No…don't leave me, Kratos…" Anna mumbled.

"Great…just what I need…" Kratos sighed. He managed to unlock himself from her grip using all of his strength and stumble to the window for a large gulp of air.

"DDDAAAAADDDDDYYYYY!" Lloyd came rushing into the room at full speed. Kratos must have leapt in the air at least 3 feet.

"Lloyd!"

"DDDDAAAADDDDYYY!" Lloyd screeched again, his top speed building.

'Oh crap.' Kratos thought. 'I hope that today is the day where my athletic cup finally proves itself useful.' He braced himself for the impact. WHAM! Kratos opened his eyes. He hadn't felt anything…but when he looked over to the space directly adjacent to him, he realized that poor Lloyd had crashed into the wall at top speed.

"Lloyd! Are you okay?" Kratos picked up his son. Lloyd said nothing. "Lloyd?" It was then that Lloyd's bottom lip began to quiver.

"Not now, Lloyd…please?" Kratos begged. Lloyd didn't listen.

"WAAAHHH!" he bawled. Anna sat up and immediately rushed over to him.

"There, there, Lloyd. What's wrong?" she asked.

"Muhgwuh!" Lloyd sobbed. Anna smiled and pulled something out from her bedside table drawer. She put it in Lloyd's mouth. In the blink of an eye, Lloyd had stopped crying and was now sucking on something.

"Please don't tell me that you used the Yuan Method," Kratos sighed.

Kvar was hunched over his desk gripping his own head.

"It can't be…it can't be…!" he groaned. "Why do I…? ARRRGGHHH!"

"Lord Kvar, what's wrong?" a Desian asked him.

"Nothing that concerns you. Get out my sight!" Kvar snapped. The frightened Desian left rapidly. Kvar glanced at his bed. It had just been freshly made, and the sheets were a nice, clean, snow white. He walked over to it and smelled the sheets. It was fresh.

"The beautiful color of neige…how I love it," Kvar smiled. He collapsed on the bed. His lips curved into a sneer as he imagined red, crimson blood flowing on to it.

"Beautiful," he said.

"Anna…do you want to go swimming?" Kratos asked.

"What? That was random," Anna laughed. Kratos narrowed his eyes. Anna caught his look of seriousness and stopped laughing, although there were still traces of stifled giggles.

"I'm being perfectly serious. Do you?" he asked again, this time a little more sternly.

"Uh…" Anna's cheeks turned red. "No…I think I'll pass."

"Why not?"

"I'm, uh, well…how to put this…I'm…blee…" Anna hesitated. Kratos arched an eyebrow. "…ding" she finished. Her cheeks turned a deeper red. She saw Kratos's face turn to a look of concern.

"Where? I'll bandage it for you," he said.

"No…not like that! It's..." Anna smacked herself in the forehead. "Argh…you're so clueless!"

"I could heal it with First Aid…"

"You can't! It's…dammit! I can't…it's embarrassing!" Anna buried her head in a pillow. Kratos was still confused.

"How can an injury not be able to be mended?

"You're so stupid! It's not an injury!"

"Anna, just tell me where you're bleeding and I'll take a look at it."

"No, you pervert!"

"What the hell are you talking about, Anna?"

"Do I have to spell it out for you?" Anna sighed.

"Do you have to ask?" Kratos responded indignantly. Silence fell over the room for a long period of time.

"Eh…I'm, uh, bleeding from my, um…butt," Anna managed to say.

"Oh," was all Kratos said before turning a rather vibrant red. "I apologize…pay me no mind right now…" he got up and walked rather briskly back to their room.

"Silly…" she laughed to herself.

Sooner or later, Anna entered the room. Kratos was sitting on the edge of the bed mumbling to himself with his heart over his heart.

"Why is your hand over your heart?" Anna asked. Kratos didn't answer, but simply kept mumbling. She heard something along the lines of, "Dear Martel, save me". She chuckled quietly to herself and then sat down next to him.

"What are you mumbling to yourself?" she whispered to him in a somewhat seducing manner. Kratos pulled another one of his violent twitches. About 30 seconds elapsed before Kratos pushed her down on the bed and climbed on top of her.

"Kratos! Qu'est-ce—" too late. Kratos's mouth had already engulfed hers. Occasionally, he would pause for a few seconds and breathe for a few seconds before continuing. Gradually, he made his way down to her neck. Anna could feel his warm breath on her skin.

"Sacre bleu!" Anna muttered under her breath as she felt Kratos handily pull her shirt off. His hands were rough from all the sword fighting he had been through, but something about the way they felt on her skin made her love it. She gave a soft moan as he kissed her neck violently. In return, she yanked off his shirt as well, revealing his slightly muscular torso.

Mere moments later, they were lying on the bed, sheet askew, breathing heavily. Kratos had apparently found his "comfort spot" on her, which was the base of her neck. He also found pleasure in stroking her thighs. The feeling of his chest against her was enough for her to just melt.

"Kratos…what is up with you tonight?" Anna managed to choke out.

"You're the only one who has ever made me feel this way…It's like a weird feeling that I can't describe. I just want to hold you in my arms and kiss you and touch you…" Kratos sighed. He stopped kissing her neck and embraced her tightly.

"Kratos..."

"Anna..."

Yuan was almost to Kratos and Anna's front door when he heard moaning.

'What the hell is going on in there?' Yuan thought to himself. 'Dear Martel...please don't tell me that Kratos got himself into a sexual moment with her…oh well…looks like I'll have to come tomorrow…' He sighed, shook his head and opened his wings. However, something deep inside him (he didn't know what) told him that he might have been in the same situation with Martel.

"So much for me thinking you were sane," Anna snorted. The lights were out, and the two of them had managed to force themselves to stop with the lemon after three hours.

"I still am," Kratos said.

"You're still literal too," Anna responded, and pulled the covers a little higher. "It's a good thing Lloyd was already asleep. I don't know what I'd do if he caught us in such a…sexual moment."

"Hmm…you're right. That would have been embarrassing," Kratos replied.

"I was thinking about something when we were…yeah. Anyway, I was kind of thinking that maybe Lloyd should have a sibling." Kratos gave no reply, but was silently muttering bad language in his head. Anna took this moment to continue.

"I just couldn't bring myself to say it, though…I didn't know if you would be ready, and you were already so concentrated in the base of my neck. What was the big idea with my neck anyway?" she asked him.

"…" was all Kratos said. Before Anna could say anything else about another child, Kratos bid her goodnight and supposedly went to sleep. Anna shook her head and sighed.

"Boy…what a night…" she yawned. "Just imagine what would have happened if we went swimming…" Sleep began working its way into her. In less than ten seconds, she was sound asleep.

Yuan returned to Derris-Kharlan and walked into Mithos's office.

"What was he doing?" Mithos sighed.

"Don't ask," Yuan said and walked to his desk.

"Don't tell," Mithos replied.

A/N: Randomness at it's worse, yes...sorry about it if I grossed you out. Random plot bunnies attacked me when I was reading that stupid romance novel at Costco…and then the random joke bunnies attacked me while I was writing the chapter, so I hope you liked it…

Now for a brief translation of the small tidbits of French in here (for all you non-French people)

Qu'est-ce: What the…

Sacre bleu: Good God! Or "Oh my gosh…"

Sil vous plait: (this is standard…) please

Review, sil vous plait!