Title: Links

By: Metamorcy

Pairing: none

Summary: Sharing a body between two souls will always have conflict, worse when neither is fighting for it. Drabbles about Lambda and Asbel's relationship during and after the game.

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Beta'd by Gracefulsunshine

Lambda always figured that being the head of a town would bring trouble to Asbel and in turn, himself. He didn't need to be omniscient to figure that out, for he himself had been chased after simply for who he was. But that was long ago. Now, he lived in peace, knowing that there was no one out there to kill him. However, that didn't mean the same for Asbel. No, the red head had his own problems – assassinations, to be exact. Not everyone wanted peace, and there were many groups out in the world that were after Lhant's supply of cryas and would do anything possible to get their filthy hands on them.

While his shared body required sleep, Lambda was lucky enough to not need it. At times during the night, he would look out the window towards the night sky and stare at the stars to pass time. Tonight was different. He didn't get to watch the twinkling stars this time. His ears perked up to some odd sounds that were coming from outside, ones that were unusual. It was faint and almost unnoticeable if Lambda wasn't familiar with his surroundings. Concentrating harder, he heard footsteps and bits of grass getting crushed underneath someone's foot. Really, that was all he needed to know that there was danger. Asbel's sword was close by, within arm's length, and Lambda took over the sleeping body, remaining on guard for his dear friend. He could feel his counterpart still slumbering away, not noticing the shift of control, and he was just fine with that.

Lambda went still when he heard the side window open and the clanking of metal – something was being pulled out of its sheath. Mentally, he growled, listening to the footsteps get closer to his position before striking. He grabbed the sword and quickly slashed across the intruder's chest, almost ending the person's life if the man hadn't dodged at the last moment.

"So you managed to dodge." Lambda spoke quietly, standing up from the bed, holding the blade tightly in his grasp. His purple eyes observed the stranger intently, looking over the black suited clothes and then at the knife that was in the person's hand that might have been used to end Asbel's life. "I take it that you're an assassin after Asbel's life."

The narrowed eyes alerted him that that was the truth but there was confusion at the same time. Lambda knew why. "Are you not Asbel Lhant, the lord of Lhant?"

"Yes and no. This body belongs to Asbel but I am not Asbel. I am Lambda and I will not permit any harm to this man." As he stated those words, the confusion on the assassin's face continued to grow but Lambda paid no attention to it and went forward to strike, hoping to finish off this ridiculous fight. However, what he didn't expect was the man dodging to make another strike at him but Lambda didn't back down. No, he was going to protect his friend with all his might. Summoning his powers, he blasted the fool of a human to the other side of the room, effectively killing him in one hit.

Flexing his fingers from the usage, Lambda straightened his form and peered down at the intruder, making sure that the other wouldn't get up again, before sighing deeply. He ran a hand through his hair and closed his eyes for a moment to relax, the surge of his powers still swirling within him. As silence began to settle back into the room, it was interrupted by a knock on his door, alerting him of someone else's presence.

"Lord Asbel! I heard some noises! What's going on?" The door knob rattled and eventually slammed opened, revealing a flustered Frederic running into the room. He took one look at Lambda and then at the stranger before piecing everything together. "Oh my! I can't believe this happened! Lord Asbel, are you alright? Did he hurt you?"

"Asbel is fine."

Frederic blinked. "What?"

Lambda noticed his mistake. "I mean, I'm fine. I heard the assassin come in earlier and fought him off with ease. There is no need for any concern."

"I see. That's good to hear. Well then, please stay in the guest room while I get the authorities to clean this up. I'll make sure to alert the guards that there has been an assassination attempt on your life."

"Alright but if possible, please keep the guards outside. I won't appreciate it if they disturb Asbel's, I mean, my sleep." Lambda mentally cursed, not used to talking to himself like this. The idiot should really alert Frederic, the person who was around him so much, about his extra personality. With that, he rushed out the room, heading down towards the guest room to rest, not wanting to create any more suspicious notions. Opening the door, he disappeared inside, knowing that he would have to inform Asbel about what happened in the morning. Absently, he wondered how the other was going to receive the information.

Well, that was something he could deal with later.