Title: Links

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.

Beta'd by WhiteAngel128

Requested by...can't remember the name at this moment X( but the person wanted chess so chess it is

Frederic had expected many things from the man he was serving, but this was not one of them. "Lord Asbel, may I ask so kindly what you're doing?"

"H-Huh?" Asbel snapped his head up, breaking his concentration, and was holding up an item between his fingers. He was hunched over a table, a chess board on top, with multiple black and white pieces all around that were in different spots and other areas. The redhead was currently holding a white piece, the queen by the looks of it. "Oh, Frederic."

"Lord Asbel?" The older man gave a confused look, why would his Lord be playing such a game by himself? It didn't make sense. And since he had known the other for all his life, Asbel had never been one for games like these, that was more on Hubert's side.

It was then that the Lord of Lhant realized what he had been doing and placed the queen down onto a square he seemed to have decided on. He then peered back up, rubbing the back of his head nervously, and wondered how he was supposed to explain this. "Ah, sorry, it's hard to say. But I was…um…testing something."

Frederic simply blinked in confusion. Lord Asbel was testing something with a game of chess? It looked like he was playing against himself and by the looks of it was losing badly from the larger number of white pieces of the other side. A few black was on the redhead's area, a rook and four pawns, but it was only a third of the amount on the black's side. The old man decided it wasn't worth asking and bowed down, exiting the room to keep himself from saying something rude. He knew better than to interfere on one of those days his Lord did something odd, but strangely, he was starting to get used to it.

As the servant left, Asbel sighed in relief, shoulders slumping down somewhat at finally being left alone. "That was close."

'Move the pawn at D5 on the white square to C4.' Lambda's voice echoed slightly from within, not affected by what had just happened.

The redhead sighed at that, moving the piece for the other, before heading back to his own, and moved another of his white ones. It was in the late afternoon so it was quiet around this time, enough for them to concentrate on a simple game like this. Everyone else were either heading back home, finishing up work, or getting ready for dinner, and this left him with plenty of time to mess around once he finished his work and rounds for the morning.

'Move the bishop at E3 to D5.'

And Asbel made the move and soon did his own. They continued onward, slowly working their way through the game, taking out each other's pieces until…

'Checkmate.' Lambda's voice rang through their mindscape, a little bit of a smugness felt within. He had won and by a large margin by the looks of it. The other being had managed to grab almost all of Asbel's white pieces, beating the other into almost what would be considered submission. 'I won.'

The redhead let his shoulders sink, looking over the board and nodded his head in defeat. It was too obvious. "You won," He reached over to start putting everything away. "I don't think I'm actually a good opponent for someone like you, Lambda." Asbel sighed, placing everything within the confines in the back of the board, folding it over like it was a case.

'That is true, you were never the intelligent type.'

"Hey!"

'But then again, I'm not exactly patient enough to play something like this for such a long time.'

Asbel blinked before breaking out into a grin. "I think someone has caught my laziness genes."

'Shut up, idiot.'