Yayyayyay I can't believe I've got reviews! More than one! I mean, since last I checked there were only 2 stories here...

Anyway I was really super high on the fact that they made a Last Remnant section so I just HAD to add something, then I added that previous super random chapter, because...well, honestly. Why WOULD Dave want to help a mostly nobody? At first I really thought it was because of Irina...then came that damned flower scene.

And lastly, YOU IDIOT DAVE. THE MOMENT I PUT YOU INTO MY UNION YOU GOOF OFF AND DIE. WHO CARES IF YOU'RE THE CUTEST MARQUIS EVER?! HUMPH!

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The Tale of Althum's two Sweethearts: as told by Rush

Once upon a time, there lived a little boy called David Nassau. He was the son of Althum's Marquis, and was to succeed his father.

Of course, right then, little Dave was only 7, and knew nothing about politics. But right then, Daddy was in the main hall with Uncle Blocter, Uncle Torgal, Little Uncle Pagus and Auntie Emma.

His wet maid dumped him in the garden while she went to make out with he cook. I mean, "fetch important papers for the generals". As if David didn't know better. Sometimes he would peek at the two underlings doing things unsuitable for little Dave's eyes.

But not today. Today, David put on his winning smile and sat in the garden, twirling a pretty pink flower in his hand. He swung his cute little legs over the side of the fountain, where he had first seen her last week...

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David cleared his throat. "Excuse me, Rush. But..."cute little legs"?!"

Rush glared annoyed at David. "Do you want to hear the rest of the story or not?"

Blocter sighed. "There's no violence! Where's the violence!"

Rush groaned. "I DID say this was going to be a ROMANCE STORY!!!"

Torgal sighed inwardly. "Just continue the story..."

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...the little boy smiled happily to himself. He was going to see her again! He looked up at the sound of footsteps.

"Emmy! You came!" He exclaimed, acting surprised. David would never have left anything to chance. He had asked his daddy the day before if Aunty Emma was going to bring her daughter.

Emmy smiled. David swooned. She was wearing this gray top with a pale blue skirt, and her hair was down. "Of course I did!"

David remembered his etiquette. He offered the flower to Emmy. "Um, I couldn't find any blue flowers, since I'm guessing that's your favourite colour?"

Emmy was delighted, and took the flower. She leaned over and pecked a little kiss on the boy's cheek, which then proceeded to turn bright red. She then realised the boy was embarrassed, and quickly said, "So...what do you wanna play today?"

Many years passed, happy years spent with Emmy in their little garden world in the palace. David never openly expressed his feelings for Emmy...

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David interrupted. "I apologise for this interruption, but I would NEVER be so silent about something as important as matters of the heart..."

Rush scowled. "Will you shut up and let me FINISH!"

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...which he regretted, one fine day, 3 days after Emmy's 15th birthday.

"Emmy, why the glum face?"

She sighed, and walked to the fountain. She picked up a leaf and threw it in. "It is in the Honeywell tradition that when we reach a certain age, we have to go and pursue a Remnant."

David's eyes widened. "You're leaving?"

Emmy sighed. "It won't be forever. After that, I must go and train myself to be better than my mother in arts, both mystic and in attacking."

David got more worried. "But...but...you'll come back...right?"

Emmy smiled, faintly and a bit sadly. "It's okay, Dave...I'll come back..."

She leaned over and kissed David on the cheek, turning and running out of the garden, sobbing gently. David's chest hurt inside, watching the pale blue skirt tossing in the gentle wind, out, and away...

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Emmy protested. "Just where did you get the idea of this soppy romance thing?!"

Rush grinned. "From Dave's diary."

David blushed furiously. "WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN MY PRIVATE STUDY?!"

Rush grinned wider. "Reading your diary. Weren't you LISTENING?!"

Emmy groaned. "You ought to lock that room..."

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Four years later, David Nassau had become the new Marquis of Althum. He had many matters of the state to take care off, and he even met this totally cool guy called Rush Sykes, who was totally awesome and David totally worshipped him. (This sentence was met by everyone in the room groaning in frustration.)

Unfortunately, after a series of unfortunate events (NO PUN INTENDED), general Emma Honeywell died. David stood over her dead body on the table covered with a white sheet, and thought of how his dear Aunty Emma, who had been like a mother to him since he was 5.

Then there was this strange white light from the corridor. Everyone present turned. And everyone thought they had seen an angel. Had Emma Honeywell returned from the dead to help them?

But David knew who that was. And he really thought it was an angel.

As the newcomer introduced herself as Emma Honeywell the second, his mouth formed the name he had known so well...

Emmy...

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David and Emmy were staring, shocked at Rush. The 3 generals stared at David and Emmy staring at Rush. Rush had a stupid grin on his face.

"There's more, people!"

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So after the big hoo-hah about where to go next, David and Emmy finally had a moment together in the main chamber.

"So...how did your training go?"

Emmy smiled, familiarly to David. "Oh, it's been fine. I've been working on my special arts."

David smiled back. "Great..." Then they fell into an uncomfortable silence.

Then David plucked up his courage. "I've missed you."

Emmy reddened slightly. "Same here. I've even kept that flower to gave to me when we were 7." She proceeded to take out a pressed flower bookmark out of her pocket. "I carry it everywhere I go."

David smiled happily. So maybe he did have a chance after all! To save himself the possible rejection, he leaned in quickly and caught her lips in his.

To his surprise, she kissed back.

And this happened for about one full minute before Rush called from outside. "Let's go, Dave!"

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David was now extremely red in the face. "He..hey! I did not write that in my diary!"

Rush smiled a sly little smile. "Nope, you didn't. But I have first hand evidence."

Emmy grew red with anger and fury. "You were WATCHING US?!"

Thus, this ends the tale of the Althum Sweethearts, with Rush being chased by them, around the palace until the generals restrained them from killing each other.

The End

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Oh man I love this story! I thought Davma or DavidEmma would be interesting, and as told by Rush, this doesn't make much sense! Pardon any time shift (pun intended!) like the Emma being dead part, but I'm just occupied with killing the gates of hell so...

Suggestions for next chapter? Requests are welcome. No yaoi/yuri (gay or lesbian stuff...), and if you think I'm a homophobe, actually not really, but it's more of a morals thing. Before I launch into a heated debate...here's a quote between me and my friend.

"Me: DAVID NASSAU is MINE! Kim: Last time you said Bya-chan was yours. Me:...I collect them all!!!"

Note: Bya-chan is Kuchiki Byakuya from Bleach, the manga/anime. Bya-chan is what me and my friend like to call him.