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NoctaLightx: Oh hey yeah, this? This is to …redecorate my workspace. Make it feel more like Final Fantasy to me. Yeah that's it. So I just want to warn all of you about this chapter and, if it offends you I can totally take it out…. Maybe.

This chapter gets a little hot if you know what I mean. But trust me, I'm probably going to make only two to three chapters like this. And that this one may be the worst of them. So be POLITE in the reviews if you want me to take it down. Just say the word cause I respect you guys!

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Noctis quickly opened the door. "Cara we have a problem, I need you to-"

Noctis's heart dropped into his stomach and his blood ran cold. Of all things he wasn't expecting, this was by far one of the top ten on the list. Right in front of him was the prisoner, sitting on the bed facing away from him… half naked.

Noctis stared at the strawberry-blonde, his eyes feasting on the site of her smooth, pale skin. No! Stop! This is wrong! Is what his conscious would say. But at this point, even that went blank. His instincts took over his vision as he continued to absorb the splendor before him.

His gaze traveled up her spine to the small of her back, noticing how lean and fit she really is. She looked so strong yet so soft. His gaze continued to rise to find a thin but long scar from her right shoulder to the middle of her back. It was jagged and rather frightening, but also… sexy? And finally his deep blue eyes met electric ones shining through her pink bangs. Seeing the shocked woman, with her cheeks matching her hair, Noctis finally began to panic inside.

Oh my goddess…

He didn't know if he should feel happy or afraid, composed or excited, good or bad. His morals were fighting against his instincts, and his instincts, unfortunately, were winning. He debated whether he should apologize, slowly shut the door, or run like his life depended on it, which it most likely does. His brain was going too fast, the blood rushed to his head; he could feel his cheeks heat up.

"I…I…I…" His ability to speak has been completely shut down.

Before he could do anything else, his life flashed before his eyes. Or rather, the blade of a large scalpel did. Noctis looked at the small blade dug into the wall inches away from his head and then back at a glowering Cara, her arm extended. He felt goosebumps run all over his body.

Falling backwards into the hallway terrified, he pleaded, "C-Cara… c-calm down… Whoa!" He turned on his stomach and covered his head just in time as more medical supplies were hurled at him.

"Noctis Lucis Caelum!"

He looked up briefly to see Cara, a look of pure fury on her face.

"You... I'd expect Prompto to do something like this but I would never expect you of all people-!"

The nurse had a chilly edge to her voice. Noctis turned over on his back to see a scalpel at his throat, "Even you couldn't resist the temptation! You bastard! The minute I let down my guard to put on some new bandages for Lightning, you move in and get your own little peek! Why I ought-a -!"

"Wait!" Noctis shouted, putting one of his hands up to defend himself. "H-here me out! This is all a big misunders- OOF!" Noctis was cut off as he received a swift kick to his gut.

"Misunderstanding? Oh right, like I'd believe that!" Cara shouted in between the next few kicks.

"No! Agh! You've got it all-oof! Gah! Wrong! Blah!" Noctis got the wind knocked out of him as Cara hit the sweet spot. Noctis's lungs refused to breathe, his entire body frozen by pain. Why me?

"There, that oughta teach ya to behave… for now."

Thump! Cara looked back toward the bed. "Ah hell, looks like the pills are starting to have an effect on her." She said disappointingly. "I wanted Lightning to have a crack at you too."

Lightning?

Noctis regained his bearings and leaned against the wall. While trying to stand up, he stared at the bed with the prisoner in it. Her face was flushed and her arms sprawled above her head .The covers covered her upper body just barely above her breasts. Noctis tried his best not to stare at the mounds protruding from the bedspread. What the hell is happening to me? He thought, his cheeks turning pink. He turned his attention to the statement of the other woman.

"Pills?" he cleared his throat, "Well, maybe that will make things a bit… easier. You know, because she already hated me before this."

"Well I don't know about before, but she definitely hates you now." Cara said with satisfied grin. "Serves ya right if you ask me. And what do you mean easier?" She said, glaring daggers at Noctis.

"It's not like that!" Noctis grunted,"We have a problem! My father decided to come home early."

Cara's glare disappeared as fear filled her expression. "A-Are you sure?"

"Gareth told me himself." Noctis confirmed. He looked back to the doorway, seeing Prompto trying to stifle a laugh.

Wait a minute. "You knew didn't you?" Noctis said with a look that could kill.

"I tried to warn you." He confessed, almost bursting from laughter.

Noctis growled, "After this is done I will kill you!"

Cara looked at the arguing young men then back at Lightning and said, "Um… sorry to interrupt but... what exactly will happen when he finds her here?"

Prompto shrugged, "Long story short. She's an intruder right now, he finds her, she's as good as dead."

"If not, worse than dead." Noctis added, "And we'll be punished with her."

Cara turned around. "That means-" Cara was cut off, her face full of horror as she saw a black limo pull into the driveway. Noctis ran over and shut the window.

"Speak of the devil." Prompto said, eyes wide and with a hushed voice.

"Ok just let me finish with the bandages, then we can leave." Cara said with slight panic in her voice.

"No time for bandages we have to leave, now!" Noctis ordered.

"What about the wounds? You were so reluctant to heal her because of the possibility that she's an enemy. Now she can't wear the shirt because they're still very sensitive."

"Well then... What about the blanket, can you at least use that to cover her up?"

Cara nodded, "Yes, we can do that as long as we avoid irritating the vital areas. But..." she looked back at Noctis, "You're going to have to carry her."

"W-What! Why me?" Noctis nearly shouted.

Cara shushed him while wrapping the blanket around the other female's body, "B-Because! I can't carry her and I am not putting her life in his hands!"

Prompto playfully flinched, "Ouch."

Cara glared at him, "Yeah, there is no way I'm letting someone as filthy as he is handle her."

Noctis stared at Cara with pleading eyes, "B-but what about my wounds, huh?"

Cara snorted back, "Quit being a baby! The healers must have visited you first regardless of your orders to take of the other men. You might have a few sore bones, but you can manage this easily! The only major things are those cuts and scratches on that pretty face of yours." She ended sarcastically.

"Touché." Noctis frowned, seeing as his excuse was denied. Note, never try to outsmart you're best doctor.

Prompto held his chin and furrowed his eyebrows. "Ok, fine. But instead of running through the whole mansion, couldn't Noct just teleport her to safety?" They both turned to Noctis.

He sighed, "Sorry to say, but it doesn't work like that." He shrugged. "Teleportation is high speed movement, I can only use it in a short range and I can't phase through walls or stuff like that yet. Plus if I did use it, my father would sense it instantly. His teleportation is way stronger and faster than mine. He'll catch us in an instant."

"Then we'll have to go with plan A." Cara established dejectedly.

Noctis groaned, looking at the unconscious woman under the sheets and quickly thought about the situation. He doesn't have any other options at this point. But… but he'll actually have to hold Lightning.

Why did it have to end up like this? He mentally slapped himself. Be a man Noct!

He groaned, "Okay… fine. At least Gareth is trying to slow down my father. Prompto, you have point. You check around corners and signal us once the coast is clear. Cara, you cover our rear."

"Why am I up front?" Prompto asked annoyed.

"Because. One we can't take any chances. We don't know what's around the next corner and if a servant comes by, rumors will get to my father. And two, if my father sees these wounds on me, he won't believe they're from ordinary soldiers considering the magic residue on them. How do I explain that without revealing her and embarrassing myself? Plus you were at the battle too, so you can distract him with your story while we find another way around."

"Point taken."

"A-Alright, let's not waste anymore time!" Noctis stuttered, walking over and lifting the Lightning into his arms. "L-Let's go!"

Earlier.

"Hello sir and welcome back." Gareth said with a grin on his face.

He then frowned and shook his head, No he'll never buy that…. How about, "Good evening sir! I hope that all was well on your trip?" He smiled slightly to himself. It just might work, but it still needs something.

The sound of a car pulling in interrupts his musing. Gareth looked out of the window next to the large doors, noticing that another window outside was being immediately shut.

That window… if memory serves me right, that's where… Gareth grew a shocked expression. They haven't even left the room yet? What in Etro's name do they think they're doing? Instantly he looked back toward the limousine as the driver opened the door.

Gareth pulled back the curtains and checked himself to see if he looked presentable. Alright, act natural, act natural!

As he heard the sound of footsteps he grabbed the door handle. Remember! This for sake of Lord Noctis's love life!

He opened the door and smiled. "Good evening your majesty! I do expect that your marvelous voyage from Alkina went according to plan?"

Gareth sidestepped for a man of equal height. He looked to be around his 40's. He wore a black pinstriped suit with a black overcoat, a black tie with thin white stripes, black leather gloves, and a dark fedora hat. As he stepped inside he removed the headwear with a sigh, revealing his black hair was slicked back.

The king ran a hand through his beard saying, "It was… Until I heard about the recent events of what happened to my home. Hopefully my absence has not caused too much damage."

"Ah yes, the damages are being taken care of right now. There's no need to worry Furvus." Gareth reassured.

King Furvus smiled. "It's good to hear my own name once in awhile. Sometimes you can get a bit tired with all of the 'your majesty' and the 'your highness' business."

"Like father like son." Gareth joked. They both chuckled at the joke. Furvus stopped and grew a little more serious; staring into Gareth's onyx eyes with his own deep, blue ones.

"Is my son alright Gareth? Is he that badly injured?"

Gareth shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, like you he's too stubborn to stay down. Cara said he only received a few cuts and bruises, but his powers are developing quite nicely. So he'll be up on his feet in no time." Gareth lied, knowing Noctis was in bad shape from Cara's account and all of those bandages he wore.

"Maybe I should go see the boy, make sure he's doing alright." Furvus started walking away.

"Um sir, I believe Noctis needs his rest for now." Gareth opposed.

"Oh I'm sure he's awake." He insisted.

"B-but you know Noctis, he gets pretty cranky on mornings like this." Gareth said trying to veer his superior off course.

"Hmm." Furvus stopped for a second. "I guess your right, considering what happened at the meeting he may still be in somewhat of a bad mood."

He took out a cell phone and began to dial in a number. "I'll talk to Cara, She should have examined him by now."

Gareth breathed a small sigh of relief. That was close.

Furvus suddenly shut his phone. "Huh, busy. I guess I'll go to her then." Furvus turned and started to stroll down the direction of where the prisoner is staying.

Oh no! I've made it worse! "Um, sir?" Gareth walked quickly to catch up to his superior. "Don't you think Cara is very busy today from all of her patients?"

"I believe I can get 5 minutes from her."

"B-but, but…"

Furvus stopped again. This time slightly unsettled. "Is there something you wish to tell me Gareth?"

Gareth hesitated. He knew that Noctis would kill him if he didn't stop his father, but he also knew that if he crossed Furvus…. It will be hell to pay.

"It's nothing." Gareth said, and regretting it just as quickly as he said it.

Furvus nodded and then continued on his way, saying. "By the way Gareth, can you get me the security tapes of last night's events? Thanks." And he waved as he turned a corner, leaving a now petrified Gareth.

Well… it seemed this would be inevitable. Gareth walked back in the opposite direction, wondering I wonder who will kill me first, Noctis or Furvus?

"The coast is clear! Man we're getting lucky today." Prompto whispered with a small grin. So far they haven't seen a single servant. Day off maybe? Nevertheless, they moved around the corner, walking as silently as they could. Or as best Noctis could.

Noctis tried to handle Lightning with extra care, carrying her bridal style. He made sure not to injure her further or wake her up, as if she was a delicate flower that could snap at any moment. But at the same time his whole body was uneasy with the physical contact. He hated the whole ordeal already, wishing he would've just ignored Cara and showed her who's boss. But on the other hand, every time he looked back she showed him that murderous glare, telling him 'there's no going back.' And whenever Prompto turned around, the blonde couldn't help but smile and wink at the flushed prince.

Noctis tried to concentrate, but having Lightning so close made his mind wander off. He unconsciously snuck a glance at her, seeing her calm face with her beautiful strawberry bangs. Noctis shook his head. Again. I swear if this keeps up it will be the end of me.

Prompto suddenly stopped at the next corner surprising his two followers. Footsteps were heard ahead of them.

"Ah Prompto! So good to see you." He heard a low voice say in a smooth tone.

"Damn it." Noct whispered, seeing a shadow move from around the corner.

"Quick! In here!" Cara whispered back as she grabbed Noctis by his shirt and threw him in a closet to the side.

"Ouch!" What is with these women today? Noctis suddenly stiffened, as the voice grew closer. It's him! What happened to Gareth? Damn it I told you to keep him back! Noctis inwardly sighed. But I guess you can't blame him when it comes to my dad.

Wait... he felt a familiar tenderness pressed against him. He squeezed his right hand.

"Mmm."

Oh no.

He realized what position he was in.

Oh no.

He was pressed up against her.

Oh no!

His back was against the door, but there was barely any room to move.

Oh nooooooo!

And the only thing that's worse is that the only thing holding up Lightning (who is now in a standing position thanks to the oh so clever Cara) is Noctis's own body pressing up to hers.

Oh please Etro nooooo!

If he moves, then she falls. If she falls, then it makes too much noise. Too much noise equals death. Simple math. Complicated situation. That's just great.

From the dim lighting he could tell that his arms were wrapped around her… lower area. He tried to move around to put himself in a more comfortable and appropriate position, but only heard a louder moan in response. He pressed her head into his shoulder to muffle the sounds. Her sweet scent filled his nostrils. He could feel her heart beat against his through her soft chest.

Suddenly Noctis could feel everything start to spin. Damn it, what's happening to me? A pain erupted from his chest and his body heated up. No! Not now! Why do my powers have to react now? Noctis began to lose strength. His limbs became jelly and his breathing heavily. Everything was going wrong.

Why me Etro? Why am I the victim here huh?

Lightning started to lean on him, panting lightly. And why is she acting this way all of a sudden? Wait... She's drugged! I forgot she's drugged! Oh dear Etro she's waking up and she's high on medications!

Another soft groan passed through his shoulder. her breath was so warm it nearly killed his mental state.

"Did you hear something?" Noctis heard his father again, way too close for comfort. His body started to heat up out of pure fear, his mind now fully alert to the outside.

"Hmm? No I didn't hear anything." he heard Prompto say.

"Yeah, it just us three Mr. Caelum sir." Cara said. Noctis could recognize under that calm tone she was either alarmed or extremely frustrated from what she just heard.

"Hmm. Could've sworn it was that noise again. Guess I'm just getting too old."

They must've been having a good conversation while I was… distracted.

Noctis's breathing became ragged. If I don't get out soon…

"How bout I get you something to eat, maybe I can go get Ignis and Gladiolus to join?" Prompto suggested quickly.

"Yes, I would like to debrief them on last night's proceedings. How is my son anyways?"

"He's out right now. Just getting some things for the guys for a job well done. So while he gets the food, Let's head to the kitchen!"

"Alright." he heard his father agree. Noctis let out a small sigh of relief and began to relax.

"Let me just put my coat away first."

Noctis froze.

"No wait!" he heard his friends shout simultaneously.

Noctis felt his weight shift and he fell backwards, hitting the floor with a loud thump.

"Noctis? What are you doing in the-!" Noctis looked up to see his father's stunned expression, along with a terrified Prompto and a furious Cara.

He gave a sheepish smile, "Hi dad."

Noctis noticed his father didn't take his eyes off of Lightning, who was very confused at the time. He looked back up to his father. "I-I can explain!" he shouted, completely serious.

Furvus only raised his hand to stop him and said with a hardened tone, "Noctis, Prompto. We need to talk. And Cara, get some clothes on this girl for Etro's sake." And he walked back to his office, a dark aura following him.

Noctis fell back to the floor with a sigh. Looking up at the ceiling and then back at the dazed Lightning; he gave a sad smile, "I guess we failed."

BOOM!

NoctaLightx: Oh what the hell! I thought you guys would still be in that Chapter!

BOOM!

NoctaLightx: Ok I have a confession! Turns out I slightly kind of used those materials you saw earlier for self-defense. Yeah and I bet you know why.

Prompto: Sir! Lightning's broken through the fifth barrier!

NoctaLightx: What! 5 already, man she works fast!

Gareth: Sir! Noctis has broken through Barrier 7!

NoctaLightx: No way….

BOOOOOOMMMM!

(All three huddle in a corner as the demons steps out.)

Light: YOU!

Noct: WILL!

Both: DIEEEEEEEEEE!

NoctaLightx: Well… looks like we won't be making another chapter for awhile. See ya next time… maybe... Don't go! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Not the face, Not the faaaaaaaace!

BOOOOM!