I am so late to this fandom but I've been watching the anime and I love these two so much...
I might make this a multi chapter fic, so if you got any suggestions let me know! I hope you enjoy this! Leave a review and let me know what you think!
It was a rather quiet and lovely night. All the stars were out, and they haven't met any threats today.
Alisha took the opportunity to sit alone, not too far from her friends, but not too close that she would get distracted by their chatter.
She would rarely get a moment of peace, so she took the opportunity to revisit her favorite book.
Alisha flipped the pages, absorbing every line and illustration. No matter how many times she read the celestial records, she could never tear her eyes away.
Everything around her would fade, leaving only her and the book.
That is at least, until she felt something fall on her lap.
Or rather, someone.
"Rose?!" Alisha managed to save the book from getting crushed by Rose's head. A head that was currently resting on her lap. "What are you doing?"
Rose smirked, and Alisha felt heat rising in her face.
"You wouldn't react no matter how many times I called you." The redhead explained.
"So you decided using my lap as a pillow would?"
Rose winked, and if it were not for the fact that Alisha valued this book, she would have dropped it on her face.
"I gotta say Princess, you make a nice pillow." Rose yawned, fully aware that she made the blonde blush harder. "It's so comfortable~"
"Then stay for a while." Alisha said.
"Huh?" The redhead's eyes widened.
"You've been working a lot. You deserve a rest." Alisha smiled, and used a hand to play with Rose's hair. The latter blushed.
Of course, Rose being Rose, she had to joke about it or it would kill her.
"Wow Princess, do you just make friends with every assassin you meet?" Rose smirked, hoping that she would withdraw, but much to her dismay, she didn't. "Shouldn't you worry about having someone who was hired to kill you on your lap?"
She hated to admit it, but Alisha's touch was so soothing, it was lulling her to sleep.
"You're trustworthy and loyal, Rose. I don't have to worry because you have my back."
"You flatter me, princess."
"And you don't have to call me princess so much."
"Huh?"
"We're friends aren't we?"
Rose hummed, and folded her arms.
"But you're still a princess, and I'm an assassin, or merchant. No matter how you look at it, the difference is like day and night." Rose's tone was light, and dismissive, but Alisha couldn't help but frown.
"Rose is Rose, isn't that the name Sorey gave you?"
The redhead winced.
"I am lucky to be able to meet so many wonderful people. No matter what any of us is, assassin, royalty, or seraphim… You all mean the world to me."
Ah, now she's done it.
Rose didn't know how Alisha could be so earnest, or how she could spill her heart out as if it was nothing.
"Ugh, how can you and Sorey always say such stuff without getting embarrassed?" Rose covered her face with her palms, making her companion gasp in offense.
"Why are you always so mean?"
Rose pulled her hands away, then took one of Alisha's, locking their hands together. She brought them close to her face, hiding the shade of red that took over her skin.
"You mean the world to me too." She muttered, and although embarrassed, she watched in amusement as Alisha blushed.
She tightened her grip, and stared at her in contemplation for a moment, before planting a kiss on her hand.
"R-Rose?" The princess squealed in surprise, and the assassin could not resist.
"Getting all worked up over something like this? Wow, did you even kiss anyone?"
Alisha looked away.
"No."
"Oh…"
Well, that backfired.
"You, Alisha, have never kissed anyone." Rose sat up, and stared at her in disbelief. Alisha only avoided her gaze further, and brought the book close to her face.
"Why are you making such a big deal out of it?" Alisha groaned, obviously uncomfortable.
"It's just that… you're really pretty and…" The redhead trailed off, then put her hand on the book, gently moving it down. Her friend looked upset, although trying to hide it. "You know, with all your talk about Hyland and fighting and everything else, I kept forgetting you're just like me."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that you're a girl like me!" Rose chuckled. "You said Rose is Rose. Well, I was wrong earlier, because Alisha is Alisha, you're not just a princess, or knight, you're all of them." Alisha only blinked in confusion. "It's okay that you didn't have your first kiss yet, and that you're a huge nerd, so you don't have to be embarrassed."
After finishing her speech, she started to wonder if hanging out around too much with Sorey was turning her into a sap.
Alisha looked at her, finally meeting her gaze, and smiled. Her eyes were glimmering with the moonlight, and Rose felt her heart threatening to burst out of its cage.
Her smile was beautiful, and in that moment, she wanted nothing more than to pull her in and kiss her.
"Thank you, Rose." Alisha said, and the redhead wondered if she was trying to give her a heart attack.
"Eh, all this mushy talk made me hungry." She jumped on her feet, and lent a hand to Alisha, who took it and held on to it.
As the two walked back to their group, Rose kept glancing at Alisha, and silently cursing the lucky bastard who will get to kiss her someday.