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.

A/N: Been trying to complete this by going to 20. I'll make it somehow

Beta'ed by WhiteAngel128

Asbel looked up at the castle before him in wonder, questioning why he had been summoned of all people. It made him curious, but then again, he was filled with excitement. He was going to see his dear friend Richard after so long. It had been almost eight months since the last time they had been able to talk together in person, the letters they passed between each other didn't count. Regardless, it was hard to talk to the King with him being in such a high position and there were the manners he had to respect so that Richard would continue to be considered high in other people's eyes. It was unlike when they had been traveling together where the two of them could throw away their positions and talk like old buddies.

It was a pain, Asbel thought to himself, as he ascended the stairs towards the throne room, eyes going over the red carpet that went from the entrance of the castle to the back of the throne. Though Richard had been turned back to normal, the man couldn't help but show his refined taste in everything he decided, from the silverware to the curtains. But that was to be expected.

'Are you worried?' Lambda's voice came from within, keeping Asbel company like usual.

'Kinda, it's hard to say when I'm so mixed about it.' The redhead thought back and stepped into the throne room. The knights who meant to protect the King were watching him closely as always, not wanting anything to happen to their ruler. Asbel ignored them and continued forward until he was just a few feet away from Richard. Immediately, he kneeled down onto one knee, not wanting to make any mistakes in his greeting.

"Ah, Asbel, my good friend. Rise up, it's so good to see you!" The blonde grinned brightly, instantly getting up from his throne to make his way down the steps. His clothes were similar to the ones he had traveled in, the dark-colored ones, and seemed at ease despite them not being exactly royal looking. But no one questioned it, knowing that Richard looked handsome in those clothes and that was all that really mattered. The women flocked to him constantly and some men as well.

The redhead gave a wide grin and shifted upwards, getting ready to greet his good friend. "I know, Richard. It's been a long time. How have you been?"

"Good like always, always swamped with paperwork and the ladies," The king laughed wholeheartedly. "You?"

"I guess I can agree with that, but I have marriage proposals like usual."

'And some assassination attempts.' Lambda commented within, almost with a sarcastic tone. Asbel shifted at that, knowing it was true, and turned his body slightly to hide his flinch.

Of course, the king noticed it right away and narrowed his eyes slightly at that. Richard carefully watched the expressions, searching for anything that might give Asbel away. But he knew it, he had lived with that voice for almost a year previously before the red head allowed Lambda to exist within him. "Is Lambda there?"

"Yeah, he's here listening like always."

Richard rubbed his chin curiously, his eyes peering towards the confused guards before waving his hand. It was clear what the meaning was and the two friends walked into the private chambers to talk, not wanting anyone else to overhear the conversation. It wasn't as if they would really understand in the first place since they didn't know about the redhead's condition. Asbel remained quiet along the way until the door locked behind, leaving him with the blonde alone, and almost relaxed instantly. He was away from the stares, away from the suspicious looks. Richard immediately took off his cloak and settled into a fluffy couch, swinging a leg up to cross it. "Now, tell your wonderful friend Richard all your troubles."

"Haha," Asbel jokingly snorted, sitting on the opposite side where another sofa was at. "It's nothing much. Just the usual troubles here and there."

"Would it be the assassination attempts towards your life?"

Now that caught the redhead's attention, straightening his back in response. He clearly hadn't expected his good friend to catch on like that, much less, find out.

Richard donned on a serious look, folding his arms on top of his legs, and stared down his friend. "The reason why I've called you here besides wanting to see how you've been was that I've been growing concerned about the rising amount of attempts at your life. So far none have succeeded, but we don't know about the future. There's no telling when someone might get lucky." He leaned back, sighing slightly, well aware that Asbel would never go for his help when things mattered. He didn't mind being leaned upon but something like this needed more concern and attention. This was Asbel's life after all.

"Well, about that…" The redhead scratched the back of his head nervously, not exactly sure on how to answer to that. It was true there had been a growing number of attempts on his life for the energy supply they had in the town. Everyone was eyeing Lhant, it was obvious, and he knew he would be dealing with it for the rest of his life. It just wasn't exactly safe anymore for his friends and family, afraid of the kidnapping attempts to get close to him or to try and control him. Cheria had almost been one of the victims if Sophie hadn't stepped in-between and foiled the plan. His mother needed guards whenever she went out and the only reason he had been keeping up with the constant fights was because of Lambda. Most assassinations were in the middle of night and luckily for him, Lambda never slept during those times. "Lambda has been keeping watch. He's been covering for me during the night and I can take care of things during the day. And I haven't been injured yet."

'There's also my regenerative ability you have to take into consideration. Anything that harms you, I can most likely recover.' Lambda spoke.

'I know.' The redhead turned back to his friend with a small smile. "There's no doubt it would be nice to have some extra guards around our town to prevent unwelcomed people from entering, but I'm not sure it will really help. I've even placed extra guards around the mansion, but they are still able to get through."

Richard sighed at that, glad that at least Asbel was doing something about it. Still, he almost broke out into laughter at something. So Lambda had been helping Asbel, it was funny, but not surprising. Asbel had always been that sort of person after all and he suspected that eventually Lambda would fall into the same trap as everyone else. It was too clear that he would. Regardless, he could think about that later, he had more concerning matters to deal with.