Okay so here is chapter 3, sorry for the delay, I was working on my second story and I got a bit carried away. Tell me what you think and some suggestions would be nice.

Hiccup stared out the window. He was tired and out of breath but he knew he had to continue. Groggily, he made his way to the sparring area.

How the hell did I get myself into this? Why am I so agreeable when it comes to Astrid?

He knew it was his fault for agreeing to train for the rest of the month with Astrid and her father. While Astrid encouraged him to go on, her father had kept him occupied. So occupied in fact that by the end of the day he was limping more than usual back to his house. He knew his prosthetic only made his training harder, and since Stoick was usually away during most afternoons, he was stuck at home doing his chores before collapsing on his bed. Toothless offered no help since the Night Fury always demanded to have its night flight. So by midnight he would be flying around Berk and by the wee hours of the morning he'd be home again.

Lacking sleep and food didn't do him any good as he struggled to lift his sword and shield.

Well at least Astrid's here. And here I am instead of sitting back at the forge waiting for orders, sitting by a fire, comfy and very warm and...FOCUS HICCUP!

Shaking himself awake, he gripped his sword tightly in one hand and stepped on the "killing floor". The huge trainer he had met the other day stared at him. Today the man was brandishing a huge great-sword. The sword blade was dull but even a glancing blow would send him sprawling. He carefully sized up his opponent as he circled him once again.

"Oi lad, if ye don't hurry we'll be stuck here all day" the trainer said cockily.

If I wasn't so tired I'd so totally be kicking your ass right now.

"Enough talk, let's fight!" he shouted as he lunged.

The Viking trainer, easily twice his size, dodged his thrust and started a parry. But Hiccup was quicker on his feet and he spun away as the trainer's huge sword bore down on where he was a moment ago. The great-sword, with all the power put into the downward cut, connected with the wooden sparring area's floor. Hiccup heard a loud cracking sound as the great-sword came down. He gulped.

Oh no. This is not good.

The trainer carefully extracted his sword while Hiccup stared at him. The trainer then charged forward, using his forward momentum to strike at Hiccup. The tired trainee glanced up and instinctively raised his shield to block. The realization that his shield, like the wooden arena floor, would not protect him came when he heard the splintering of wood. The huge great-sword embedded itself on the wooden shield. Hiccup heard his arm crack as he tried to twist away. What the teenage Viking didn't know was that the great-sword was still lodged to his shield, which was in turn held firm by the trainer. As he twisted away the trainer tugged at the great-sword resulting in a sickening pop as his shoulder dislocated.

Okay, OUCH! was the last thing he thought before he fell down. Unluckily he landed on his bad arm and cried out at the initial pain it brought. His vision blurred as he went on the verge of unconsciousness. Astrid was soon standing over him saying something incoherent to his now numb state.

"Hey Astrid" was all he managed to say before blacking out.

Ahh! Oh by the gods! Please not let him be too badly injured.

Astrid strode over quickly once she saw Hiccup fall. The boy muttered something before fainting. She was worried, no she was frightened. She knew Hiccup's limits but her father had insisted that the boy could use some more practice against all types of weapons. Well that had gone quite well she thought as she glanced at Hiccup. Her father was out calling for the healer while her trainer was extracting Hiccup from the shield that was fastened to his broken arm.

"Careful, you might make it worse" she said as she sees Hiccup shift sideways as the shield was being removed. Her trainer grunted in acknowledgement as he extracts the shield again, carefully this time. The healer arrived after a few minutes. Minutes that seemed like hours as Astrid held Hiccup in her arms.

"What seems to be the problem?" said the healer as she glances at the now unconscious Hiccup.

His arm's broken you old coot!

"Uh Hiccup broke his arm and dislocated his shoulder during practice" she replied but still thinking the previous thought as she gently laid Hiccup down. So much as touch him wrong and I'll kick your sorry backside old lady! she thoughtas the healer proceeded to snap Hiccup's shoulder back in place. Hiccup twisted back and forth but was held down by the huge trainer. Next Hiccup's face was splashed with cold water to try to wake him up. He regained consciousness after a few splashes of water as his arm was carefully put in a sling.

"Do not participate in any strenuous activities for a week young man and get some food and a lot of sleep" said the healer. Hiccup nodded out of need but not understanding. He shakily got up and Astrid took hold of his good arm.

"I'll take him back to his house and wait for Chief Stoick to arrive, I'll probably be back before dinner" and with that she left the training grounds.

As the two trudged along the path to the Haddock house she couldn't help but notice how close they were. Hiccup was leaning on Astrid with his good arm over her shoulder. She was very close. She could smell him as they walked. Okay Astrid focus, don't get distracted, even if he does look good up close. You can do this, only a couple more meters and that was when Hiccup spoke.

"Hey Astrid, nice seeing you again" he said as he leaned on her more.

"Nice to see you too" she answered as she tried to lift him up. The boy, although looking scrawny, was heavy. He was tired and she knew she was carrying the brunt of his weight.

"Well I think your eyes look beautiful" he said. He's frickin delirious she thought as he glanced at her dreamily. I better get to his house quickly before... then Hiccup kissed her.

He had never fully appreciated Astrid up until now. Now that she was helping him he knew he had to repay her somehow. He thought this since it wasn't everyday a girl carried a boy back home, usually it was the other way around. So picking the right time he kissed her. Their lips met and he could see Astrid's face flush as they stopped. He hugged her close and they remained like that for a few seconds. At last he broke the kiss and she averted her gaze. His cheeks were burning and his arm ached but he had never felt better.

"What was that for?" said a now disarmed Astrid.

"Repayment" he said "for all the help back there" gesturing towards the training area.

She looked at him as he started to lean on her again. He felt a sudden pain on his good arm as she punched him.

"That was for not telling me first" she said and quickly dragged him back to his house.

Hiccup leaned on Astrid for a while as they walked to his house. She left him at the door and started to turn away.

" Maybe I should get injured more" he said "you know me, the pain, love it."

She laughed at the statement, she remembered Hiccup saying that at the first day of dragon training.

"Yeah you should" she quickly answered "maybe then I could hit you more." She gave him a peck on the cheek and left.

Yeah get injured more she thought as she left the Hiccup by his door smiling and looking better since the injury. Maybe then I'd get used to kissing you she thought; she smiled at the thought.

So was the chapter okay or do I need some revisions? Suggestions and reviews would be much appreciated and thank you again for reading.