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'ed by Persephone Crux and WhiteAngel128

Asbel sighed, he didn't know what he had done wrong this time. Cheria was mad at him again, but why? He wasn't sure about that at all. He wished that she would just outright tell him what she wanted, but nope, she kept trying to make him figure it out. It was so confusing, frustrating and he hated it.

Staring at his papers, his work was the only thing that was keeping his brain occupied from his straying thoughts. He couldn't help but sigh deeply, wondering what to do next. All in all, he was so bored, there was just nothing to do except stare ahead at those ugly stacks of paper. That was until the door knocked. Perking up at the thought of a distraction, even if it's temporary, Asbel straightened himself and waited for the announcement of whoever it is.

"Lord Asbel. Sir Malik is here to see you."

"Malik?" Asbel couldn't help but jump up at the thought of meeting up with one of his old friends and went around the table just as the door opened. Smiling brightly, he stepped closer as the older man did the same in return. The brown-haired bladearang user still looked the same as always with that undeniable cheerfulness laced with his serious attitude he always had underneath. "It's good to see you, Captain. How have you been?"

"Good. Just decided to stop by and say hi. I was on the way to Windor after all," Malik folded his arms and examined his ex-student intently, looking for anything that was unusual, but all he saw was Asbel acting completely normal. "What about you? Are you doing alright?"

"Yeah, everything seems to be normal around here. Sophie, as you have probably already seen before coming here, is out in the front yard tending to the flowers like always. I swear I can't even see the ground below anymore and it's too colorful in the morning when I look out the windows. And Cheria, well, I guess she's okay. Wish we wouldn't argue so often," Asbel sighed hopelessly, shoulders dropping downward in defeat, and tilted his head to the side. "I mean, I wish she would just let me know what she wants like Sophie or even Parcel."

'It's because she's a real woman.' Lambda commented within their shared mind. Asbel blinked, a little startled at the sudden voice before relaxing. Realization struck him, raising an eyebrow in questioning manner. Was that a sneer? He thought to himself, wondering if he was hearing things right.

On contrary, Malik grinned unaware of what was going on. "Aww, is Asbel having relationship problems? You're no better than your brother. Do you need someone older to tell you about how to do these things?"

"Ah, no, I'm good," Asbel instinctively took a step back and laughed softly in response. "I mean, Cheria and I have just been drifting apart. Not sure why though, but we just have."

'I have an idea as to why.' Lambda whispered again and for a moment, Asbel froze to listen, turning his head slightly. Malik noticed this change instantly, eyes narrowing, and watched as the red head become confused.

"Asbel?" The bladearang user questioned, stepping forward to reach out towards the other. "You alright?"

"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine. Lambda just said something, that's it. It seems like he knows what's wrong, but the moment I try to get an answer, he goes all quiet," Asbel sighed, rubbing the back of his head, before turning around to settle into a chair that was at the side. "I'm getting comfortable with Lambda within me, I like it, and honestly, I don't know what I'd do if he were to disappear now. I'd probably be really lonely without him constantly there."

'Well, Lambda would be one of the reasons why Cheria would get upset about, and then there's that personality of yours. I'm amazed they are able to talk normally.' Malik grumbled silently, knowing that getting those two together was starting to be a lost cause at this rate. They were just like water and oil really, and with an added reactive called Lambda. He stepped over and settled into the chair next to his ex-student and patted him on the back. "I swear, there's too much drama in your life for my tastes. But back to you, I take it that you and Lambda are doing great?"

Asbel seemed to perk up slightly at that and grinned. "Yeah, we're doing great. No problems whatsoever. He's really curious about everything though, always questioning things like Sophie used to do, but I can't blame him. Things are different on this planet and it has been over one thousand years too. But he's still knowledgeable about everything else that was on Fodria. Apparently, he loves technology and messing with it whenever he can."

There was a keyword that snapped Malik's attention, turning towards Asbel with narrowed eyes. "Messing with it? You mean you let him have control?"

"H-Huh?" The redhead stuttered, not liking the glare he was receiving. He backed up carefully within his seat, knowing that one wrong move could send his teacher after him. "Well, yeah, I mean, I'm sharing this body with him, I might as well let him wander around. But don't worry, he's not causing any sort of trouble. I mean it! Though I guess this makes you the second person to find out about this."

"Second? Who's the first?"

"Hubert, he caught Lambda outside in Lhant and thought it was me. They talked for a bit before Hubert let it pass. Not sure why, you'd have to ask him on that one," Leaning back against the chair, his tense stance relaxed and he tilted his head back to stare at the ceiling. "I guess not everyone trusts Lambda yet, but I do. I'm willing to lend him my body anytime. And Sophie trusts him too since she keeps asking me every now and then on how he's doing and seems to enjoy talking to him."

Malik stared at the other for a moment before bursting into laughter. He wasn't exactly sure why he was laughing, but he was. Somehow the situation was just funny to him. To think that after all this time, Asbel hadn't changed and their once enemy had somehow become a close friend to the redhead. If anything, there was only one person he could blame for all this mess the other was in and that was Asbel himself. But despite all the chaos his ex-student got into, Malik knew that everything was perfectly fine or, at least, knew his student would be able to handle himself.

"Captain? What's so funny?" Asbel pouted slightly, staring at his teacher intently, wondering what was making the other get so worked up. It was strange to see Malik laughing like this.

"Nothing, nothing," Waving his hand, the older man couldn't keep his grin off his face and stood up. "Well, I guess I better get going. It was nice to see you again. I'll make sure to stop by the next time I come around or on the way back." Before Asbel could say any goodbyes, his teacher was already moving through the manor still laughing out loud and stepped outside without allowing the redhead to say anything. As the swordsman moved to follow, Asbel just remained at the steps of his home, wondering if there was something wrong with the other.

"Has the Captain gone crazy?"

Lambda snorted. 'Who knows. Eleth high perhaps?'

"We'll go with that."