Standard Disclaimer: KA and the legends are soooo not mine. The craziness of the characters is the only thing I own. Bad Language, Violence and Possible Sexual Scenes Warning. Don't like it, don't read.

Whoo Ha! I'm going through a lot of weirdness, but I'm trying to make this a good story.

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A/N: Remember, any words spoken in Italics are supposed to be in English. And –italics- means actions during speech.

"Do you know what you're doing? Aside from invading my personal space, that is." We glared at one another… well I glared and he just looked at me with that damned look he has for everything.

"ahem Am I interrupting?" Gareth's voice broke the tension and I could push the scout away.

"No, you weren't," I stated coldly as I walked back to the village. "G'night boys." I mock saluted them. I could feel their eyes follow me as I practically airplaned to my room.

Charity wasn't there when I came in and personally I was happy to enjoy the solitude no matter how short lived it would be. Knowing her, she'd probably still be in some poor slob's bed pretending that she enjoyed his company. The mere thought sent me shuddering in my mattress. Then I realized something, the knights would be leaving at first light, but this wasn't just like the other times. This time they were leaving when we are vulnerable, when we are just healing.

I did NOT want to be here. Not this room, not this village, not this land and definitely not this time! I made a promise to those I love and I will be goin' home.

Jumping to my feet with new resolve, I decided then and there that I would not get left behind and I would demand that Arthur and his knights take me with them. Yeah, that's exactly what I'm gonna do! Wrapping blankets around myself, I yanked the door open and ran straight into Gareth's armor wearing torso.

"OH!" Crying out, I stumbled back grabbing my nose in pain. Tears flooded my eyes and I fell on my ass after tripping over the blankets covering my form. Needless to say, that a series of curses and several 'ows' followed. Had I not been making so much noise, I think I may have noticed that Gareth was at my side trying to see to my pain instead of trying to see how much blood was leaking from my nose.

Finally, I calmed down enough to notice Gareth. "When did you get here?" my brow rose in question.

"I have been here since you ran into me lady."

"Oh." I kept touching my nose delicately as the blood dried on my fingers. "So, why are you here, anyways?"

He started several times only to falter, in the dim light of the lanterns his face seemed to redden. Then he mumbled something that sounded to me like "the art mast runs with mucus."

"I take it I was supposed to understand that?" I asked, although it came out like "I tabe eat I was subbosed to umberstab dat?" because I held a rag to my bloody nose. We looked at one another and started to giggle/chuckle which led to hysterical fits of laughter.

As our laughter finally subsided, my nose no longer bled and we realized the closeness of our bodies were to one another. It was awkward.

"Sorry." We said at the same time causing us to begin laughing again, only it was more of a nervous laughter. Tension reigned as the silence between us stretched. Until, I finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Sooo… It's late. What are you doing here?" I asked trying to sound light. He weakly chuckled and took a deep breath.

"Lady Ria, I would like to request that you to accompany us tomorrow."

"To where?" I asked dumbly.

"The wall."

I was so happy I would have kissed him. It's as if he knew I wanted to come, like he was reading my mind or something… creepy, but I still would have kissed him. Only two things held me back 1) I am NOT like Charity and 2) my nose was still a bit bloody.

"But… how?" I felt stupid, I mean this is what I wanted, and I really shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth right?

"I appealed to my commander that you should come with us." He was fidgety again, "I-It is not safe for you to remain here and he agrees with me. At first light, you will accompany us to the wall if you so choose." He looked at me hopeful, and I stared at him hardly comprehending that this was the part where I say 'yeah, I accept, why wait for dawn.' But no… I continued to stare at him.

"Lady Ria?" I shook my head as though to clear it.

"Uh… Yes, I will. Thank you Sir Gareth. You've just saved me a lot of trouble asking Arthur myself." I gripped his hand thankfully. Again we suffered an awkward moment, I mean what the hell am I supposed to do now? Shake his hand? Give him a hug? Fortunately, Gareth answered for me; leaning in he gently grasped my chin between his fingers and chastely kissed my cheek.

"I am happy to be of service to you my lady." I felt his breath whisper against my chin as my own was ripped from my body, "You should rest, as you said it is of a late hour." Our eyes locked as he brushed his lips against my knuckles and then my other cheek. Gaad! If I wasn't sitting when that happened, I swear I may have fallen over; I think my knees went weak. What the FUCKIN' HELL is wrong with ME? I didn't ever act like this with... with... that asshole of a fuckin' ex-boyfriend; so why now. I hadn't realized that Gareth was close to the door now until I heard the creak of the hinges.

"Uh..." He turned back to look at me, "Sweet dreams Gareth." I finally managed out. He gave me the sweetest smile I had to bite the inside of my lip.

"What do I need with dreams if you are here when I wake my lady?" Oh. My. God. My face was red hot and I wanted to look away... wanted to. I mean, my own ex didn't ever do or say anything this sweet in our eighteen months together, a wasted time I think. And yet, here was a knight of (the future king) Arthur's Round Table being sweeter than milkshakes and honey! Not only that, I've only really met him three times.

I went to sleep that night with the sweetie Gareth as my last thoughts.

I woke with a start the next morning pre-dawn. Damn. I was having a good dream too... but then stupid Tristan had to invade them. Stupid scout.

Oh right, that's why I woke up. My stupid brain had to replay the events last night with the scout before Gareth came to talk to me. We were so damn close that any sudden movement from either one of us and we'd be KISSING. Ew. The mere idea kinda makes me cringe... but only kinda?

Eh. Whatever. Today, I leave this hellhole of a village and CHARITY GODIVA TEMPLETON will NOT be with me for once. Ooh, things are definitely looking up for you Victoria Azhar Ysolde Reynaldi y Cortez. Happy Dance, bump to the left, bump to the right, cross, cross and SHAKE IT!

Smiling at the thought I cleaned up and got ready for the trip. My backpack had been ready for two and a half weeks, so no concern there; but damn it was still early, nobody would be up yet. Or so I thought.

Apparently, despite the fact that a good many of the knights were hung-over (badly), Arthur thought that they were capable of making the trip... so did they. But watching the sleepy blood-shot eyes of the knight slowly open and close made it very difficult not to laugh, the inside of my lip was bitten and my cheeks sore from trying to keep my mind off of the sight. But hell, I was in a pretty damn good mood. I think I'll do the Happy Dance again, bump to the left, bump to the right, cross, cross and SHAKE IT! Gaad, it's so hard not be giddy in front of these knights because I don't think Arthur or Gareth has told them anything yet.

"Lady Ria, how do you fare?" Gareth greeted me with a kiss to my knuckles. We stood there for a moment just staring at each other, I don't know what we are but we sure as hell like each other (at least I like him).

"Are you blind Gareth? The lady is very fair; no flower is fairer than the one before you." Lamorak grinned suggestively.

"Uh... Yeah. Okay." My brow rose in confusion when he took my hand from Gareth's and placed a caressing kiss in my palm.

"It is obvious whom she came to see, so save your pretty words Lamorak," the one named Tinnius said taking my hand and twirling me into a dip before leaning in to try and claim my lips. Growling angrily I bit his lip just when he got too close. He yelled and dropped me to the ground like a sack of beans; I spat the blood from my mouth and wiped my lips with the back of my hand. Picking myself off the ground I immediately stood in a fighting stance. The other knights' laughter rang my ears, but the look Tinnius gave me was murderous.

"BITCH!" The knight yelled at me and tried to lunge at me, but Bors and Dagonet held the man away laughing.

"I didn't think I had to tell you that even flowers have thorns." Kay told the knight.

"Aye, but it seems that the most beautiful ones are the wildest," Lancelot commented walking up seeing the scene unfold. I had Gareth's arms wrapped around me as I threw a dangerous glare to the bleeding knight.

"What is going on here?" Arthur's voice carried angrily over the commotion in the stables. He looked at me and at Tinnius, "Lady, I demand an explanation." Gareth came to my rescue and briefly gave a synopsis of what happened.

"Any one of your men ever tries some shit like that with me will get more than a bleeding lip, Artorius Castus. I refuse to be treated like some whore," I spat, my gaze directly at Tinnius.

"That's funny, Victoria I was sure you looked like one with your arms around that knight like that." Charity said walking in with Darren. Twitching my head I looked at the direction of the petulant girl.

"Oh really, you noncy piece of shit, takes one to know one, huh?" I asked dangerously low.

"Lady you will restrain yourself or I will reconsider my decision." Arthur scolded me, "Dagonet, see to Tinnius. The rest of you finish your preparations. Lady Ria, Lady Charity, Gareth and Darren, follow me."

A/N: too much weirdness going on. Does this chapter feel like it drags? I think so, but I can't be sure. But definitely not one of my favorite chapters. Oh and I decided to tweak the spelling of Ria's third name, do you like it?

Thanks much to my reviewers you guys are so great!

Shevaun: sorry this update wasn't soon enough, and it wasn't that bad of a cliffhanger I don't think, was it?

The Wild Woman: You really think it was that great? I hope this chapter explains a little bit more, if not sorry, more fun to be had in the next one.

Daydream1: Yeah, Lancelot in leather pants… wipes drool from corner of mouth Ria and Tristan, maybe and maybe not. I'm serious you'll just have to see. As much as possible I'm trying hard not to make her a Mary-sue character, that's Charity's department. I know all original characters are Mary-sues, but I'm trying to steer-clear of the Mary-sue stereotype.

modernprincess: yep she's a no-shit-taking type of person and sometimes has a hard time overanalyzing everything. And I think the knights aren't real for the fact that we have something to strife for, to be better at.

Adena27: yeah, so you think it's gonna be these too? Well, like I've said so many times before, you'll have to wait and see.

Evenstar-mor2004: hahahaha! That's a really funny idea, but I think I need to keep her around for a bit. She's basically around so I don't make the mistake of making Ria perfect, because she isn't.

LANCELOTTRISTANBABY: Hope this one answered your question.

Ailis-70: Sorry to have proven you wrong, Ria isn't like Charity, so Tristan "getting some" isn't in the agenda… at least for now. Yeah and the fight scene was fun, glad you thought so too. Thanks for playing beta and reviewer!