Okay, here I am. And thanks to all of my reviewers! Really great of all of you to point those things out!

And I just have to say this: Thank you Flarebreeze! You know what to take credit for.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem. And thank god for that. You do not want to know what could happen if I did.

Tormod´s PoV

Tormod stood next to the knight's dead body. He was quite upset for the fact that he had only tried to help and was being treated like dirt. Furiously, he kicked the dead knight's body.

"OW!" Tormod screamed as pain sprung up from his toes. Grabbing hold of the aching foot, he started hopping on one foot.

"Tormod?" Muarim´s voice shattered the silence. The small beorc swallowed, he didn't want Muarim to see him like this.

" Muarim…was it me that did anything wrong?" Tormod asked his voice gone soft.

Pushing the door open, Muarim walked slowly placing Tormod's lithe body on the bed. The room was dark with only a candle illuminating the two faces.

Sighing, Muarim wrapped his arms around Tormod and placed him on the bed. " No Tormod, it wasn't you. The fault lies on the laguz for that. You just tried to help them and they were rude enough to disrespect you because of your lack of wings or tail. That´s all." Muarim answered as he slowly rocked Tormod back and forth.

" Muarim?"

" Yes little one?"

"...You wouldn't choose them over me, would you?" Tormod inquired,

" Tormod!" Muarim shouted furiously, " How could you even think like that! I just recently met them! And besides that, they insulted you! Also, you're my..." Muarim trailed off slowly. Tormod´s eyes were fixed on the laguz waiting for the rest of the sentence.

" Your what?" Tormod said after a while, his voice quiet.

"... My best friend." Muarim replied softly as he shifted his arms around the small boy so that Tormod´s head were resting on his shoulder. Tormod smiled feeling satisfied with the answer.

"You're my best friend too." He said.

Muarim smiled, " Good night Tormod." He said placing a light kiss on Tormod´s forehead.

Smiling softly, the boy drifted off into a well needed sleep.

Muarim´s PoV

" Is the beorc asleep?" An unfamiliar voice asked making Muarim turn around to see who it was. It was one of the laguz, the fragile looking male cat. His hair was disheveled and his clothes were slightly torn. Muarim gazed intently at him before answering his question.

" Yes, I think his blood loss may have made him fall asleep quicker than usual. Now if you excuse me, I have to take care of his wounds and my own." Muarim replied sharply.

Raising his eyebrow, the Cat swept through the door, " Do you know anything about how to stop the blood flow and applying pressure to the wound?" The cat asked with a blank look on his face.

" I know enough about it anyways. Why do you ask?" Muarim replied as he took out a bandage roll and vulnerary from a small bag.

The cat shifted awkwardly, not taking his eyes of off Muarim, " Well, you seem to be quite experienced. Either that or you must be really self confident. Do you even know how to prevent infections?" The cat asked with a hint of humor.

" Why do I get the feeling that you think that I'm doing this the wrong way?" Muarim retorted angrily looking at the cat with an accusing glare.

" You're not doing it the wrong way, but you do nothing to help prevent further injuries or sicknesses. Allow me to explain, my name is Leo and I'm a doctor. I think you should let me handle this." Leo said.

Muarim thought about it for a while before moving away so that Leo could sit down. Immediately, he started inspecting the wound from the prior battle. Rubbing some of the healing salve onto the wound, Leo started wrapping the bandages.

" How did a laguz like you get captured? Not to be offensive or anything, but your not exactly slave material." Muarim asked, finally getting the question out of his head.

Leo did not respond for a second before looking up at Muarim. " I was more recruited than captured you see. I suffer from a weak skeleton and I can break a leg when I do things such as fighting much more easily than others. It was obvious that I would die if I tried to fight them. You know…they weren't planning on selling me or anything. I treated their wounds and made sure that they received the proper nutrients. I felt like some sort of mother to them."

Muarim nodded as Leo finished wrapping the wound.

" All done, he should be fine now. Just make sure he receives plenty or rest and he should be fit in a day or two." Leo said as he patted Tormod´s leg lightly content with his work.

Motioning for Muarim to sit down, Leo grabbed another bandage roll." Now let's take a look at you my friend."

" How come you don't seem to be disgusted by Tormod while the others are?" Muarim asked, nodding towards Tormod who was sleeping like an angel.

" Simple. I can't hate someone I don't know and I most certainly don't know Tormod. As a doctor, it is a rule that I treat anyone injured or sick, be it friend or foe. Now stop moving! This will only take a second…" Leo said as he scolded the Tiger for moving.

Muarim winced as Leo finished wrapping the bandage, "There, you're all done. Just take it easy and don't do anything far too stressful." Leo said as he stood up and walked away leaving Muarim behind.

Muarim waited for the door to close before walking over to Tormod. "Leo eh? Thank you…" He whispered silently giving before giving Tormod one last kiss on the forehead.

Tormod´s PoV

Tormod hoped that today would be better than last night. He was scared that the laguz would treat him horribly again, but Muarim was happy and because of that, Tormod decided to be happy as well. He didn't show any signs of sadness despite the horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach.

He had been studying his Elfire tome for a while, but the fact that everyone else seemed so exited about something made him curious.

" Muarim, why is everyone gathering around the well? It's all dried out, isn't it?" Tormod asked after his curiosity becoming too much for him to bear. Muarim smiled as he ran his hand through the beorc's hair.

" Jerme the Crow flew down into well and he discovered a chasm inside. That´s why we needed that lantern earlier."

" A cave? In the well?" Tormod asked not believing a single word. Muarim nodded and was about to say something but then he was interrupted.

" It's even bigger than we thought." Jerme crawled up from the well, his wings giving him some trouble since they were so large. " It's fantastic. Y'know we could live down there and I'd bet that we'd be protected from anything!" Jerme smiled and put down the lantern he'd been using and looked at the others.

Everyone thought about it and agreed on that it was worth a shot anyway. The whole group walked away to discuss this matter, but Tormod stayed where he was. When everyone had gone, he walked up to the well and took out his Elfire tome. Conjuring a spell, he sent a flame down, watching the trail of light left behind.

" It sure is big down there." He said loudly to himself as the fire hit the floor and extinguished itself.

" It is, isn't it?" The voice had startled young Tormod who turned around and faced Jerme. The Crow had a slight smirk on his face. " Did it take you that long to realize it? Man…beorc are stupid." Jerme uttered the last part very quietly, but Tormod still heard him.

" H-hey! I'm not stupid! W-wait. You said beorc not human." Tormod smiled thinking that he could get accepted when Jerme leaned forward until their faces where just a couple of inches away from each other.

Eyes looked with each other, Jerme scowled. " That tiger Muarim would kill me if he heard me say human. I wouldn't like that , but get this brat. You don't belong here. You're no laguz. You're a beorc and you don't belong here." Jerme spoke in a way that told Tormod that the crow lacked any respect for the little boy and that he thought that Tormod didn't mean anything to the world.

That Tormod was just a nuisance.

That he was just a...Human…

" Do me a favor, will ya?" Jerme´s blunt and cold voice told Tormod that he was going to be in trouble or at least would be.

" Get out of here. Go to the ones you belong with. Just leave. No one except Muarim likes you. Got it?" All of his words were poisonous and he knew it. He wanted to make Tormod sad and he was doing a good job too.

" J-Jerme..." Tormod said as he tried to keep his voice steady, but that was hard for the boy and his bottom lip started to quiver.

"... Get. Out. Of . My. Face." Tormod tried to say that with the coldest voice he had, " You're starting to annoy me. So go before I incinerate your face." Tormod looked Jerme straight in the eye and tried to look threatening but the crow only laughed.

" Ha! At least you tried to sound threatening, but you know what? It ain't working kid. Now you best get the heck out of my face before I'll--"

" Jerme? What are you doing?" Tormod couldn't help but grin as a deep voice sounded through the air. Behind Jerme stood his savior, Muarim and he looked angry. Jerme did not respond as he patted Tormod´s head and took off into the sky. 'Damn suck up...´ Tormod thought angrily. He didn't say anything out loud though.

" Tormod? He didn't do or say anything did he?" Muarim asked kneeling forward until he was at Tormod´s eye level. Not at all like Jerme did. Muarim kept his distance and sat in a way that said: 'I-care-about-you-but-you-are-to-short'. Jerme, on the other hand had almost brushed his forehead and nose against Tormod´s and he had been bent in a way that said: 'I-have-to-bend-when-I-talk-to-you-because-you-are-short-and-therefore-less-important'.

" He didn't do anything but..." Tormod didn't know what to say. 'How would Muarim react? Will he talk to Jerme? Will he listen or ignore me? Go berserk?' The boy pondered.

" It's clear that he doesn't' t like beorc." Tormod said after a while. Muarim only nodded.

" Well…I heard that he used to have a son. Probably the same age as you. He was killed by the slave capturers that kidnapped Jerme in the first place." Tormod looked up at Muarim´s face, he had been staring at his feet for quite some time.

" Really? Is it true?" Tormod asked. He suddenly felt some sort of compassion for the crow. Muarim nodded again.

" You'll have to understand that it will take some time for everyone to get used to you. Don't worry. In a few days or so I'm sure you'll make some friends among them." Muarim said smiling softly. Tormod smiled back and he assured Muarim that everything would be fine.

" Don't worry! I'll make sure that everyone is happy!" Tormod shouted, still grinning as he turned around and started walking towards his bedroom. 'Don't you worry. Everyone's going to be happy.´ He thought as his smile faded.

Well, was that good enough? I hope it was. Tell me what you think and what I could do better please. And don´t hesitate to ask if you wonder anything. I´ll try to make everything clear for you.

Hmm. Not much to say this time.

Maidenmonster