hiya again guys! :3 thanks for the reviews! The feedback helped me realize the mistakes I made with the first chapter. I'm so sorry if it was confusing some of you! Hopefully this chapter should be better! Just to clear things up, yes this is malexmale, night elfxblood elf. Sin'doreixkal'dorei. Also. Goro is a female blood elf. I know. Her name is manly and weird. I'm bad with elven names. I am sorry. XD I hope you guys enjoy this chapter as well, like always feel free to review or just chat with me about the story. :D

disclaimer: I do not own world of Warcraft or its characters. However Goro, Conor, and Lang are characters I made up so they're mine. Lieutenant Myner isn't though. He's legit in the argent crusade. Feel free to visit him in hearth glen. ;D

A few days had passed since the arrival of new trainees; However the sun was blazing hot today, causing the flimsy metal armor the trainees wore to feel about ten times heavier. Conor could feel the sweat dripping off his long elven brow; Not to mention his entire body felt as if it were being roasted alive. His grip on the metal blade loosened, the heat drying out his willpower. He grumbled at his armor, as if that would solve the problem.

Goro, noticing her partner's discomfort, smiled softly. "Some heat today, eh?"

Conor glanced at her for a moment before sighing. "You're telling me. It wasn't this hot yesterday, was it?"

She nodded. "It wasn't this bad yesterday."

The two ceased their chatting as lieutenant Myner strolled over briskly.
"Might you two explain to me why you're just standing around instead of practicing?" His ginger mustache seemed to twitch as he spoke.

Conor and Goro exchanged a glance before she decided to speak, "um, lieutenant...sir, we were just..taking a short break.."

Myner scowled at her response, "Did I SAY it was break time, trainee?" He spat out the last part like he just ate a rotten piece of baloney.

Conor flinched at the Lieutenant's harshness. "We...we're sorry sir."

Turning his attention to the other sin'dorei, Myner's anger seemed to rise. "DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO SPEAK BLOOD ELF?"

His shouting caught the attention of the other trainees, as well as the recruits taking their usual stroll. Lang being one of them.
He glanced over at the commotion, supprised to see his new roommate at the other end of Myner's rage.

"What do you think they did?" An Orc recruit asked.

"Beats me. Myner looks pretty pissed though." A human recruit replied.

Lang glanced at Conor, the fear on the sin'dorei's face completely obvious. He looked away quickly once the blood elf noticed him staring.

"What are you staring at blondey?" Myner sneered. "Oh, the recruits huh? Thinking you'll be one of them someday?"

Conor flinched at the nickname, wishing the ground would just swallow him. "I um...that is.."

Lieutenant Myner straightened himself back up before speaking again, his voice strangely calmer than before. "Alright trainees, listen up. As punishment for disobeying orders, you're suspended from training for a few days."

"What?!" Conor and Goro shouted in unison.

Myner nodded. "Ah yes. You'll be on custodian duty instead. Mardenhold keep could use a good scrubbing."

Before either of the sin'dorei could protest, Myner turned on his heel and was gone as quickly as he had shown up.

"Well...this sucks.." Goro muttured.

Conor groaned. "We've only been here for a few days and we're already in trouble!"
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The two sin'dorei were quiet at mealtime, having nothing to say to the other.

Conor picked at his food, his appetite gone. Even though grilled boar meat was his favorite, he just couldn't stomach food tonight. The realization of the situation at hand made his stomach knot uncomfortably. 'Lieutenant Myner said a few days, but..how many does that mean?' He noticed Goro picking up her plate to throw away, so he followed and did the same.
The two walked in silence towards the trainee quarters. The usually crowded hallway was deserted, considering they had eaten quicker than most of the others.

It wasn't until they were close to her dorm that Goro spoke, "I guess...I'll see ya tomorrow for cleaning duty."

Conor smiled weakly. "Yeah...at least we'll be together?"

Goro sighed sadly. "Right. Cleaning buddies. Together forever." She walked over to her door, unlocking it and stepping inside without a second glance at Conor.

Muttering about different ways to strangle lieutenant Myner, Conor didn't notice someone was coming up behind him. Feeling a firm grip on his shoulder pad, he flinched before turning his head and seeing it was only Lang. "Oh. What do you want..?"

Lang smirked. "Well...actually...I won't answer that. What'd you and that cute girl do to rile up Myner?"

Conor brushed off the comment about Goro before replying, "oh..nothing really. We just stopped sparring for a moment to catch our breath and he flipped on us."

Lang's amused smirk fell to one of disappointment. "Really, that's it?"

Conor nodded. "Yeah. We got suspended from training."

Lang laughed. "Dude that's nothing compared to some of the stuff I did as a trainee. Myner hates my guts now I'm sure."

Conor glanced at the night elf curiously. "Like what?"

Going pink for a moment, Lang replied, "well, he caught me and this human girl once, we were getting frisky in the storage closet. Totally ruined the mood too."

Conor's face went pink. "O-oh."

Lang laughed again. "Oh trust me, I've done worse."

Realizing they were at their room, Conor dug in his pocket for the key. "I'll unlock it."

Lang nodded, leaning a hand on the doorframe as he watched the other fumble with getting the key in the lock. "You know how to unlock a door, right?" He teased.

Conor scowled, "Of course I do! How else do you think I got in here before you showed up?"

"Speaking of that," Lang started to say, but was cut off as Conor stepped inside the room, dismissing him.

Removing his armor like he did before, Conor hesitated about whether or not to remove his undershirt. 'I used to when I was in here by myself..but what does it matter? We're both guys..and Lang hasn't been wearing one...okay. Don't be weird..' Deciding to go with logic, he took off the shirt, neatly folding it on top of his armor. He turned around, realizing Lang was already in his boxers, placing his things on the dresser opposite of him.

Lang turned to crawl under the covers, hesitating when he saw Conor shirtless. The pale, exposed, bare skin made him realize he hadn't fucked anything in a while. He bit his lip and turned away. 'No. I'll fuck anyone sure, but I am not into guys.' he furiously thought to himself.
He'd always been this way, Lang knew he wasn't the type for actual romance of any sort. He just wasn't capable of love. He simply slept with women for the heck of it. He felt different around Conor maybe because he hadn't been with a guy in such a closed space before. He just had to get used to it was all.

Lang's stares were making him uncomfortable. Conor fidgeted nervously; rubbing the back of his neck. 'Why does this guy make me so nervous?' Sure, it had been a few days since they'd first met. Lang turned out not to be that bad of a guy. Of course, he completely ignored the sin'dorei around his recruit friends. Because hanging out with lower ranked recruits was "uncool" as the kal'dorei had put it. But otherwise he'd been pretty nice. Things hadn't gotten awkward like the first day they met; until now of course. Conor had always known he was attracted to males, he had just assumed he'd never fall in actual love; he could just marry a girl and fake it. Besides, it's not like the argent crusade would accept people that liked the same genders as themselves. How unprofessional. 'Besides...it's obvious Lang likes girls. He'd never like a guy like me anyways..'
Snapping out his thoughts, Lang wondered how long he had been staring at the other. He coughed nervously, gaining the attention of Conor immediately. "Well..see ya tomorrow.." Lang spoke, before practically lunging for the covers.

Conor smiled softly before replying, "you too."

Lang relaxed once he heard the other hit the mattress below him. 'Geez man keep it together. You're just agitated from all the sun today. Nothing's changed.' He thought to himself, as he tried to sleep.

The night elf thought of himself as a pretty deep sleeper, however he woke up a few hours later into the night; For what seemed like the first time in years. "That's odd.." Lang whispered to himself. "I haven't woken up in the middle of sleeping since I was a kid.."
He froze however, when he heard a small moan come from below him. 'What the hell?' Lang thought.