It was so warm! I was really comfortable. I was clutching the warm object under me when it moved. I barely managed to stifle my shriek. There was a groan from under me. I opened my eyes slowly, unsure of what I was going to see.

Right under me was Altair. I was lying on top of THE ALTAIR IBN LA-AHAD. Oh. My. Gosh. If my friend was here, she would be fan-girling. My thoughts were interrupted by the sudden urge to use the bathroom. DARN IT! PERFECT TIMING MOTHER NATURE. GREAT. I was silently debating on how to get out of the sleeping roll without waking him up when he cracked open one eye. He raised one of his perfect eyebrows.

"What?" he asked. "Do you need to get out?"

"Yeah… I need to go… um… Relieve myself." I let out a nervous chuckle. Altair slid out of the bag and helped me up. It was hard to put pressure on my right arm, which is great because I happen to be right handed. Yep. And what I mean by "helped me up" is practically lifting me up. The morning air was chilly on my exposed neck. I pulled up my sweatshirt around my neck further. Altair seemed to notice. He slowly pull off with robes, leaving on his pants. He was topless. Little angels in my head were singing "alleluia". It was glorious. If only I had a camera. His brown hair looked almost golden in the rising sun.

"Here. There's a river nearby that I am going to wash in." He turned around and gestured to a bush. "You can relieve yourself there."

"Okay, thanks." The problem was: I didn't want to use the bathroom anymore. Altair noticed me just standing there.

"Are you going or not?" he asked with a sigh.

"I'm going, I'm going. Geez, stop being so impatient." I moved towards the bush. Altair was still watching.

"GET AWAY. Are you a pervert or something?" I said, trying to get him off of my back. He shrugged then went to the river. I waited next to the bush for a few minutes. After that, I got up and crept to the side to the river. I saw that it lead to a small lake/oasis. I took off my sweatshirt and folded up my pants. I left on my disgusting t-shirt that desperately needed a wash.

Altair was rinsing off his arms while sitting next to the river on the ground. He was still in pants, thank god. While he was scrubbing his shoulders, I went up behind him. I realized the river was actually pretty deep. Deep enough to swim in, even. I came up with an evil idea.

I pounced on topless Alty, and knocked him into the water. I laughed with glee, while I paddled around. Then I realized Altair was flailing around. Was he… Drowning? Oh my god!

I swam over to him and latched onto his torso. I pulled him to shallower side of the river. Altair still had a shocked expression. His face stayed like that for a few seconds before he coughed up some water. Ewww… Well, anyways, Altair started freaking out.

"WHY IN ALLAH'S NAME DID YOU TRY TO DROWN ME, STUPID GIRL?!"

"I thought you could swim, like any other normal assassin." He gave me the death glare.

"Do NOT mock me." He got up and started to walk to the campsite. I got up and ran after him.

"Wait! I can teach you to swim! Come on!" He shook his head.

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"NO."

"Pretty please?"

"NO! I already said no!"

"PLEASE?" He was clearly annoyed. He then sighed.

"If you show me, could you then shut your mouth?"

"Yes! Come on!" He let me drag him back over to the water.