A/N: I tried to make it less OOC than usual...but failed - as always XDD Anyways, this one is dedicated to BloodyNaked : ) Hope you like.
It was mid battle and Forde was no where to be seen…again. Kyle glances around the momentarily quiet battle field. "Just where is that idiot?" He spoke to no one in particular but pulled back on the reigns of his horse and set off in search of the blonde cavalier.
Kyle had galloped about the battlefield, severely worried for his friends safety. What if he had been caught off guard and killed? Kyle's breathing increased as many thoughts whirled about his head - He was so worried, only bad scenario's played in his mind, causing him to will the horse to make haste. It was a shame he had never taken the time to think the situation over; whenever Forde disappeared he was always in the same woods….
It was some time later, after scouting most of the forest that Kyle saw a red armoured body on the floor. He near enough threw himself off the horse he had been riding and rushed to his friends side, instantly checking for injury. There were cuts all over the blondes face and dents covering his armour. "Forde? Forde!" Kyle called, hoping his friend wasn't dead. Surely he couldn't be - he had always been fine.
Forde opened his eyes slowly, groaning as he did. "Kyle?" He mumbled, sitting up slowly and rubbing his eyes. Kyle embraced his best friend and mumbled about stupid blondes. Forde looked confused, why was Kyle acting like this? It wasn't as if he'd been attacked or anything…
"Uh
Kyle, I just came for a nap, that's all…." Kyle glared at the
blonde, but then remembered…
"But those cuts…?" The lazy
cavalier gave a huge grin and scratched the back of his head.
"I
saw an apple in that tree, so I climbed up to get it, and slipped."
His smile never faded even when Kyle's face changed to one of pure
loathing.
"You lazy little-"
"hah. You were worried
weren't you?"
"Shut
up, and you're walking back to camp."
"Aww c'mon, I'm
injured, remember?"
"Tough."