Mr.Who2123: Well, here's the next one.
Kratos: She owns nothing.
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Sanaro and Anna were rising in the air, their machines making a loud noise with the magically powered engine running and the winds blowing fast around them. The former spy looked back at Annule, who was moving much, the dog not used to being flown rather than flying himself.
"So, where do we meet when we're done?" Sanaro called, about fifty feet in the air, and still rising, to Yuan, whom was listening carefully.
"How about Flanoir?" he called back, his hand cupping around his mouth to emphasize the volume of his voice through the loud noises. Sanaro nodded, hearing the name clearly, and zoomed off with Anna, the two beginning to talk amongst themselves in the sky.
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Sanaro and Anna had just moved through the crazy rift in between Tethe'alla and Sylverant, and stopped moving their floating machines, the shock of such a fast paced and bumpy portal just too much for them. Anna slouched in her cushioned chair, thankful that Yuan had installed them. Annule whined shakily in the back, and Sanaro managed a grin.
"To Flanoir," he suddenly said, sitting up straight now and pushing a few controls. Anna moved her back forward as well, ending her reclined position as she took hold of the steering bars. With only a quickly glanced for assurance that Anna was ready, Sanaro zoomed off to the northwest, where the snowy city existed.
The ride was slow and enjoyable, opposite of the frantic and quick ride through the colorful portal. The wind blew lightly on Anna's face, pushing her hair constantly back and moving with the air. Birds soared below, chirping their songs happily as the wind kept their bodies high in the sky. The machines rumbled softly, mixing with the birdsong.
They were almost completely different; the engine made a low, rambling noise constantly while the chirping birds were excited noises, terse and slightly capricious. It was fun for Anna to hear the harmony of those two sounds together as she hummed a tune of her own, adding to them.
It was a silent journey to Flanoir, except the sounds of the engine, birds, and Anna's soft humming. Sanaro enjoyed hearing the combination of the three, content in his own thoughts. Flanoir passed into view too quickly for the three, and soon, they were huddled near their cushioned chairs, the cold wind chilling their skin to the bone and causing their breath to appear in exhales, like puffs of mist appearing before them in instants, and disappearing as quickly.
"Man, it's cold," Anna muttered as the machines came to a slow halt, and the two steadily lowered them. They pushed the bars forward ever so slightly as the vehicles responded, and soon the two were off, their machines landed without any problem. Sanaro pulled out the wing pack, fingering it before using it to send the huge vehicles into the small device. Anna smiled at the sight; technology was so amazing to her. Annule sat next to the freezing woman, sensing her lack of warmth. Anna absently scratched his ears as he nuzzled her palm with his wet nose.
"Let's go," Sanaro said, beckoning the woman with his hand as the three began their short walk to the city in front of them. The gate leading to the front of the city held a sign in old wood reading "Flanoir." Ahead were about one hundred buildings, the roofs powdered with the soft snow, and contrasting with the dark colors of the houses. Anna walked inside the city, smiling at all the pretty snow, decorating everything that was outside.
"It's amazing! It's spring and it's snowing like it's in the deep winter!" she exclaimed. Her observations were cut short when she shivered, taking more notice of her freezing state. Sanaro touched her arm, and upon feeling it freezing, began to lead her to the hotel, which happened to be at the very front of the city.
"Welcome to the Flanoir Hotel!" a jolly voice sounded. The voice came from the left, where a desk and a man behind it were. He waved his arm, making the two feel welcome with his gestures. Sanaro strolled to the man, smiling as he pulled out his push of money.
"Hi, I want two rooms, each with two beds in them. Give me your highest quality," Sanaro requested, fingering through his bag of money and feeling the cold metal against his gloves.
"It'll be about five hundred Gald," the man answered, emphasizing extreme politeness upon seeing the large amounts of money that the former spy held.
"Here," he said, and handed him a large, silver coin. They were worth about one thousand Gald, but that was the lowest that Sanaro had. While working for Yggdrasil, Sanaro was given endless amounts of money so there would be very few obstacles in his way on a job. The former spy had just put away the large amounts of money, securing it in a secret pouch of his bag. The innkeeper, upon seeing the money, eyed it hungrily, quickly snatching it, and handing the two sets of keys. He thanked the two for staying while his eyes stayed on the magnificent coin.
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Yuan and Kratos just landed in the Flanoir area, their hearts a light as the snow was white. The Seraphim landed their vehicles, and Yuan put them in his wing pack, pocketing the small device. They made their way to the city, the scene of the city extravagant like always.
A bark and the sound of feet running made the two turn their heads to see a white and blue blur racing towards them. It was hard for Kratos and Yuan to see it was Annule, considering that the wolf blended almost perfectly with the snowy back round. Noishe noticed it was his canine friend, and raced towards the wolf, the two stopping close to each other and whining happily at each other.
"Well, we at least know Anna and Sanaro are here," Kratos said, beginning to walk towards the city, at Yuan's side while the canines followed after their greetings. Moving past the gate without a thought, Kratos turned towards the large Flanoir Hotel, entering quickly and abruptly. Yuan was now right behind him, and noticed the quick walking, guessing that Kratos was merely excited. Suddenly, the more comical Seraph pulled Kratos to the corner of the hotel, away from the innkeeper.
"Hey, Kratos, I have an idea," the Seraph began. He held a glint of humor in his eyes and a flicker of a smile on his mouth, though he tried to sound serious. "Why don't you propose to Anna tonight?" Kratos turned around, his eyes wide, and a smile on his face, though he hid it from the other Seraph.
"Why so soon?" Kratos asked, turning around after composing himself into the figure of calm, almost to a coldness, and lack of expression.
"I dare you," Yuan said, ignoring the question, and smiled as Kratos looked at him strangely, like the Seraph had grown an extra head. There was no response, but the Seraph continued to look at Yuan with scrutiny and confusion. "…Or are you…too chicken?" Yuan nearly laughed when Kratos turned his confused gaze into a glare.
"Yuan, just because I refuse something doesn't mean I'm-," he began, but was cut off by the much louder voice of Yuan.
"Chicken!" he exclaimed back. Kratos sighed, the peer pressure and his own interest at a conflict with each other, raging madly inside of him. Of course, with his own desire and Yuan's soft chicken noises, Kratos decided to accept the dare, relieved to hear the Seraph finish the noises.
"You can't go back now," Yuan sniggered, and nonchalantly walked to the counter to ask about Sanaro and Anna. Kratos sighed, decided to let his anger subside as he followed, now entangled in deep worries of the night.
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When Kratos and Yuan entered the room of Sanaro and Anna, the woman greeted her fiancé with a big hug and a small peck on the cheek, beaming at him.
"How was it?" Sanaro asked, sitting on the bed with his boots off, and were on the side of the long, blue sheets that were draped over the side of the bed. His boots gone, Sanaro let his bare feet swing freely, cooling off after being in the stuffy boots for such a long time.
"It was good. We got the pact ring, and we can save the worlds!" Yuan exclaimed. However, there was a slight cough to the side, which was Kratos looking a bit unnerved. Surprisingly, it wasn't about the dare, either.
"I have to end the pact, which could end my life," he said. There was silence after, but only Anna was shocked to hear this, as she had never heard him mention it.
"You might die? I won't allow it!" she exclaimed, looking at Yuan and Sanaro for hope for a way that Kratos wouldn't have to die. "There has to be a way!" Yuan and Sanaro looked down, their faces pained and the sadness in their eyes saying enough. Anna looked up at her love, her eyes glistening with forming tears.
"Anna, I'm not sure what will happen, but we have to do this, or everyone will suffer," he muttered softly, butting his hand on her warm cheek. Anna just looked up at him, the tears gathering, and eventually fell down her face when enough had gathered. Kratos made a smile of reassurance, taking off his hand, and instead bringing her into an embrace, feeling her shake with sadness. He patted her back softly, like a mother comforting a frightened child.
Sanaro and Yuan didn't even want to interfere as they watched, but the blue haired Seraph leaned close to Sanaro, whispering the "dare" conversation. Sanaro nodded, but didn't take his eyes off of the torturous sight. They both knew that Kratos had a huge possibly of dying, so they let the lovers savor their love.
"Um, we're going in the other room," Yuan said as he moved towards the door. Kratos let his embrace fade, and nodded. Sanaro followed, giving a sad wave, and left, closing the door behind him.
"Let's get some rest, Anna, it's late," he said. She nodded without a word, entering the bathroom and changing into warm pajamas before going to bed, fitfully wondering of what would happen to Kratos when the seal would break.
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"Are you sure they're going to propose?" Sanaro asked, sitting next to his blue haired partner in crime. They were on the balcony of Kratos and Anna's room, facing the side of the balcony, so if they stretched their necks to the left, the two could see the hotel room. However, the lights had long since gone out, and the two were waiting for something to happen.
"Kratos is more honorable than anyone in the world…he would never flake on a dare," Yuan replied stubbornly, watching carefully for movement. The two were hidden in the shadows, almost impossible to see, since the shadow of the roof fell over the spot they were in, and also because of the fact that they were in a tight corner.
A movement in the room made Yuan sit up straight and look harder into the room, his enhanced eyes searching incessantly for what had caused the movement. Suddenly, the balcony door had opened, and the Seraphim froze, fear of being caught rising. Out came the figure of Anna, her long, pale nightgown easily discernable, even at night. They dared not make a movement as their eyes followed her to the edge of the balcony. Her hands gripped the rails, and the woman let the wind blow in her face, the cold not seeming to bother her.
Another figure appeared in the night, evidently being Kratos. He wore a long shirt and pants, comfortable, but not too baggie. His hair seemed even more tumultuous than usual as he approached Anna.
"What are you doing out here so late?" he asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. Anna nearly jumped at the touch, and turned quickly to see her love looking at her with a touch of concern glinting in his dark eyes.
"I'm just…thinking," she replied. Her voice seemed a little more optimistic than before, and her face was no longer troubled.
"I've been doing a lot of that recently as well," the Seraph replied, putting his hands on the rails just as Anna did. He leaned on them, so his face reached the same level as Anna, and the two looked at each other for a long time.
"Yeah, everything just seems so complicated now…," she said, finishing with a hearty sigh. Kratos nodded, completely understanding. There was a peaceful silence, as the two listened to the wind blowing and watched the white snow fall softly to the floor.
"Anna…" Kratos began, clearing his voice. Yuan and Sanaro, still undetected, leaned forward, preparing for the Seraph to fulfill his dare. "The past few years have been some of my happiest…And I found I was happy because of you." Anna turned to him, excitement shining in her eyes. Could this be…? She trailed off in her thoughts, waiting for Kratos to continue. She watched bewildered as the Seraph silently dropped to a knee, taking hold of Anna's cold hand, and continued.
"I want you to be with me forever, Anna, so that we may be happy together. Anna, would you marry me?" he asked. Sanaro was at the point of jumping up and shouting "DO IT!", but refrained himself barely. Yuan had leaned so forward that his head was almost at his knees. Anna let out a breath, her head racing and her heart swelling with love. A smile, bigger than she could imagine, was on her face. Kratos waited impatiently, his head racing as well, fearing of what she could say while hoping she'd say yes.
"Kratos Aurion…I would love to marry you," she replied. The stunned Seraphim sat there, stunned for a bit before jumping to his feet and nearly suffocating Anna in a huge embrace.
"YEAH KRATOS!" the two lovers heard, and turned their heads to Sanaro, standing in the corner of the balcony. His face of jubilance turned to one of fear. "Oh crap. Run Yuan!" The Seraph complied with Sanaro, and the two hopped off the balcony, making a huge leap, and landing in their own. Kratos and Anna laughed before the woman was caught off by a deep kiss. They held themselves together for some time, loving each other's company and loving the wonderful moment. Silently, they returned to their hotel room.
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Mr.Who2123: WOOT! Kratos is getting married!
Kratos: YES!! FINALLY!!
Mr.Who2123: Wow, a little OOC, but that's okay. Well, you readers know the drill…
Kratos: Please Review!!